Quinn Cameron

Quinn Cameron || 349 || Shifter (Mountain Lion) || Guard to Octavia Avery

[callme--quinn]

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While Quinn had contributed to as much if the island rebuilding as he could, he knew at the end of the day his actual profession couldn’t fall to the waist side. He adored Octavia as though she had truly been his family and even if he didn't work for the family he knew he would want to check in with her and spend time with the young vampire. In many ways she reminded him of his own sister, who he admittedly had dropped the ball with in recent years. He stood outside of the the doorway waiting for her to emerge . Even in the safest of space he still tried to be hyper aware of his surroundings just to make sure she was safe. There had been too many close calls and he needed to prevent any others. “ Miss me?” He teased knowing it hadn’t been long at all since he spoke to the woman he was charged with protecting. 

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aiylaxbadem​:

Aiyla hadn’t exactly been doing well since the attacks. It’d all triggered her immensely and sent any progress she’d done spiraling backwards. So she’d mainly been keeping to herself, only going out into the city when necessary for the last few weeks and when she wasn’t hiding out at home, she was in the woods, running and fight training, vowing to herself she’d never get caught off guard like that again. But eventually she started caving, actually finding herself missing being what was deemed normal, so with that she finally went out one night (night was better, less people) and found herself at a bar she’d been to a couple times, looking around a bit nervously before she went to one of the few stools left open and sat down. Her trouble was…she still wasn’t too great with reading and she was having trouble figuring out what all the drink specials and things were written on a board overhead.

“What’s…the best drink you’d get?” She asked the person beside her. “O-Or the strongest?”

@paradisusstart​

Quinn finally felt as though he was able to have some time to himself. While he was entirely devoted to his work and his relationship to the Avery family, he also knew to never take his free time for granted. He wasn’t the most social of creatures unless he had to be, which was why he did most of his drinking at home, however with an empty liquor cabinet and a need to speak to really anyone he found himself sitting at the bar with a beer in his hand. When a slightly familiar face appeared next to him, Quinn glanced at her and offered a smile. 

“ I’m probably one of the worst people to ask, since I’m pretty standard. I mostly go with beer or straight up liquor like whisky. I can still try to recommend something though. Do you have a taste preference?” 

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Whenever Quinn had any sort of free time he spent it in nature. He in so many ways was a feral being who in the last ten years had become domesticated but was still his happiest in the woods or just by himself. It was why he was working on building his own place in the more secluded area of the island. He loved his work and loved the Avery family, but he did need a place for himself even when he would risk everything in his life for the family he worked for. After having spent the day building, Quinn went for a run to clear his head. It was always that feeling that allowed the shifter and human sides of him to find a middle ground. As he was coming out of a group of trees he came to a stop once he reached the water, not realizing he wasn’t the only one there. “ Shit” He muttered before looking around to not seem as though he was following along. “ My apologies, I hadn’t expected to not be the only one out right now. “

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kate-avery​:

Kate was always glad to see Quinn around, for her, he was part of his family and was happy to have him protecting her baby sister. She smiled when he gave her the hammer and nodded at his words. “Same. I wonder what David would think if I didn’t return home until the docks were completely rebuilt.” However, as much as she wanted to stay, she wasn’t sure if she would be able to stay away from her family and not kiss Devon goodnight.

“But again, if I push myself too much and get hungry, we might a bigger problem in our hands.” She joked it, but it was true, Kate hunted some of the people responsible for the explosion, so she feed very well that day, so much that she was skipping the rations and letting for those that needed more.  

Quinn smiled softly at Kate nd her explanation. There was something about how welcoming the family had been to him, despite not having been a vampire himself that made the shifter smile. It was the real proof as to how goodhearted the family truly was and it made him happy to swear his loyalty to Octavia and the Avery’s as a whole. “ I feel as though he would understand, but I can understand staying in contact with one another too, just to make sure thing’s re alright. It’s important more than ever to be with one another” He noted knowing deep down he was mostly alone still on the island. 

“ Again another fine point.” He teased back softly as he continued to work. He knew though if anyone had amazing control it was Kate. “ How has everything been going with rations? I worry about everyone dealing with that?” He asked. His job of working with vampires had made him incredibly fond of them as well and he was curious how the collective group were fairing

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aliceeckhart​:

That garden, it was still so bare. Her touch did not have the same savvy charm that her mother had. If she were to look closely then she’d see the sprouts starting and perhaps even her book of shadows would open to a helpful page if she’d bothered to engage it since moving here. So far she’d stuck to the basics, a few herbal mixes for teas, some protections in the corners of the home, but only things that had always been foolproof for her, the things that were already inherent. Alice, still determined, kneeled down along the bed that she’d dug and resolved to plant her next patch with great care and intention, even if it took hours and hurt her back. She wanted something beautiful lining the way to the front door, something that would drape over the rails of the stairs onto the patio, but that could take years to grow. 

She heard the footsteps, it was the change from the cement to the gravel lining the path that caught her attention and raised her line of sight. “I’m over here,” she called and rose from her spot by the porch so that she’d be visible, wiping some dirt from her fingers but barely noticing that it landed on her jeans, “can I help you?” @paradisusstart​

As soon as Quinn heard the voice call out to him, he realized that he had gotten the wrong house. He was supposed to meet with another shifter after having helped with the rebuild of the island but he must have gotten the address wrong. However the mountain lion had stopped in his tracks and realized he couldn’t just walk away and pretend he hadn’t actually trespassed on someone’s property, albeit accidentally. He followed the voice before making his presence known with a sheepish smile on his face. 

The moment he noted who the voice belonged to, Quinn realized she wasn’t a complete stranger and they had run into one another at the carnival. ‘ Hi, so I have shown up at the wrong place” Quinn replied with a half smile. “ It’s nice to see you again though. You made it out of the island fiasco okay?”

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kate-avery​:

Katherine always liked to help, and since rebuilding the docks was a priority, it was where the princess was, just because she was from the royal family didn’t mean she was going to stay in the palace, she was strong, and every person was necessary, how she could ask for everyone on the island to help if she wouldn’t be there herself.

Everything seemed to be going according to schedule, and if things kept going like this, the docks would be ready before they ran out of blood rations, since that would be a bigger disaster. “Could you pass me the hammer?” Katherine asked the person next to her.

@paradisusstart​

It was hard for Quinn to not feel useful. It was why he spent most of his life trying to help other people if he could. It was difficult for him thought because he wasn’t the most social of creatures. He would often fins himself helping silently and trying not to get too emotionally attached. However since he had taken the work he had and moved to the island there was an attachment he felt to the people there. There was no way to keep a distance and so he had spent the last few days with his sleeves rolled up and helping rebuild things. He was after all trying to build his own home, this was something he could do to help. 

He had been hyper focused on the task at hand before a familiar voice reached his ears. The shifter turned and offered a small smile to Kate before reaching over to had her the tool. “ I think we’ll be in good shape if we keep moving at this rate. I honestly wouldn’t mind helping all night if it’ll help”

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elloraxkhatri​:

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“I’ve never really been to something like this either–not to this magnitude anyways.” She told him with a little shrug, smiling still up at him. “Back home any sort of carnival or fair was…nowhere near this. We did still have some of these foods though.” His questions about cotton candy made her practically bounce on the spot though and she grinned, resisting the urge to grab at the man’s arm and haul him into the nearest food line. “It does dissolve right away, but it tends to be flavored! Usually strawberry or blueberry. And it’s sweet–and it’s fun.”

“I tend to avoid thing’s of this magnitude if I can help it. “ Quinn mused as he looked over to her. To be honest if it weren’t for the fact that he had a job where he had to be in the public at times, he would avoid socializing altogether. He was a bit prickly normally and  despite his nature to  want to protect and look after others, he still just had a hard time spending long periods of time around them. “I don’t like being around so many people normally, but I guess I’m evolving, or that’s what I’m telling myself. “ He joked before raising a brow at her cotton candy comment. “ Okay, you’ve piqued my interest. I do have a soft spot for blueberry. “ He noted, allowing her to pull him to a line. He didn’t like being dragged around, but he was in no position argue and needed to let loose more.  

[callme--quinn]

@paradisusstart​

There was still an overwhelming amount of chaos and Quinn couldn’t stop himself from trying to make sure everyone around him was okay. He was a trained guard for a living, so he had to make sure Octavia and anyone else within her circle would be okay. If there was anyone else who needed him? Well there was no way he was going to turn anyone away, especially those who weren’t the luckiest when it came to healing. The shifter moved through a crowd of people trying move debris from one of the explosions. There were people struck underneath and he needed to move quick. Time was very important in that moment. “ Hey, help me grab that side. They’re stuck we gotta hurry”

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[aliceleeeee]

Dan Stevens, Russell Crowe, Giorgio Armani at Olimpia Milano’s match in Milan on January 19, 2016 Milan, Italy

[callme--quinn]

aliceeckhart​:

Suddenly Alice was most comfortable on the outskirts, looking over the festivities. Growing up, she did have a best friend and usually Alice was the bright and bouncy one dragging them into every type of trouble. From snatching her clothes on forest branches to bringing home birds in her pockets. She used to sneak out, hang out, and wander aimlessly. Well, the wandering aimlessly still felt quite on brand. But Dear Lord, now she felt quite ominous just shifting in the shadows. It was getting late and she was turning to go home, her little walk through the festival really having been all she could bare. She turned only to collide with another. “Sorry, sorry.” She stepped out of the way, ready to hurry on home. “Should’ve probably kept my light on or something.” She added, trying to feel more normal about the situation. “Get home safe.” @paradisusstart​

Quinn needed to be away from so many people. He had a job where protecting and observing; especially in vast quantities was part of his life, but he was here to enjoy himself and the shifter kind of hated it. He hated talking to people that he didn’t have to talk to and he felt far too socialized at this point in his life and he just needed a break from it for even just a couple of minutes. Quinn let out a sigh as soon as he was somewhere dark and quiet, finding a sense of peace until someone crashed right into him. “ Shit” Quinn replied as he took a step back to try get a glimpse of who bumped into him. He was surprised when it had been just someone who seemed like they were just trying to pass by. “  It’s okay. You good? I can’t be the most comfortable thing to crash into. “ He replied before giving her another look. “ Are you gonna be okay?”

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elloraxkhatri​:

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Ellora looked over at the man as he spoke, the smile staying on her face all the while, but it was when he said he’d never had any of them that her expression went from smiling to shock, a gasp slipping out of her, “Wait, wait–you’ve never had cotton candy?” The thought alone wasn’t one she could quite wrap her head around. But then, she had to remind herself that people here came from all sorts of different lives and different backgrounds and so much of this was probably new to so many. “You…you should try it, really. It’s just…something fun to eat.” Her tone was a bit more subdued now, almost bashful with how she’d first reacted now that she was reeling herself in.

Quinn considered himself the kind of person who had lived a very full life. Sure, he didn’t have a lot to show for it, but the experiences were what mattered the most. There were a few things that he had missed a chance to try though in his years and a lot of sweets were on the list. “ Is it really that shocking? I don’t normally go to these kinds of thing’s which is kind of the food ambassador of carnivals” Quinn replied with a smirk. “ That is a pretty good sales pitch though so you might be on to something. What’s it like? Does it even taste like much? The thing dissolves as soon as it touches your tongue” 

[aliceleeeee]

Dan Stevens - photographed by Emma Holly Jones

[callme--quinn]

elloraxkhatri​:

Ellora couldn’t stop smiling as she walked through the fairgrounds, excitedly taking in all the sights and sounds. From the rides to the games, everyone looked happy and it was infectious–and made her happy that this would be going on for days because it then gave her time to indulge in every single bit of it all. 

But with so many options, she didn’t even know where to start. Like now, standing in front of a snack stand with so many options it was a bit overwhelming. “Part of me wants a funnel cake. Part of me wants cotton candy. But there’s fried oreos?” She laughed, shaking her head as she looked to someone else nearby. “Any suggestions on where to start before I just go overboard?”

@paradisusstart​

Quinn did not want to be the buzzkill of the evening, but there were times where he found it very hard to have fun. Being around so many people while so much was going on made the shifter want to turn around and just walk back home. However, he was trying to still sort of be on the job while finding his own fun, so he at least had to give it a try. “ I’m going to be honest I haven’t had any of those” He admitted. He may have been over 400 years old but he also wasn’t hanging out at snack stands all day either. “ The oreo’s sound the best but also the worst in terms of a sugar crash. But I would assume maybe them?” He added unsure if he was being any sort of help 

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aiylaxbadem​:

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Aiyla had been to the gym on the island a couple times, but nothing compared to her than being in nature–moving though the trees, feeling the wind in her hair and the grass against her skin. She felt safer shifting here too, running in her leopard form and doing a few laps around the forest until she finally got tired and she shifted back, trying to catch her breath as she just happily sprawled out in the grass, limbs outspread and shadows of tree limbs freckling over her as she closed her eyes, content to just lay there.

Until she smelled someone else nearby.

“You’re a ways away from the rest of the island.” She called out without even seeing who it was.

@callme–quinn​

Quinn wasn’t too big on being social when he didn’t have to be. While Octavia had pulled him out of his shell due to being her guard, he still wasn’t the most open of creatures. Spending a few hundred years trying to just not exist had a habit of doing that to you. When he wasn’t working he was by himself and he enjoyed the peace that came from it. He moved out of a particularly covered area of trees before letting out a sigh. He missed being so connected to nature and realized how much his socialization had kept him at times from what made him happy. He stopped however at the sound of a voice cutting through his thoughts. His normal urge was to be on the defense, but the island was not the place to ever worry and Quinn knew that well. He followed the sound of the voice smelling along the way to find them. “ I am. “ He noted before making it to the area the other was laying. “ I think you are too” He added with a half smile. “ Needed to clear my head for a bit. I like the sounds out here. You?“