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"Do I?" Lance retorted, before regretting instantly. He let out a sigh and leaned down momentarily beside Cassidy, where she was crouched by her car. He took maybe a ten-second glance at the car before shaking his head. "No, I cannot help you with this one."

#he does do great arms though #c #c:lance

"I didn't ask you to help, did I?" Cassidy retorted back, giving him a stern eyebrow raise. Her looks softened as he crouched next to her, giving the car a quick look over. "Thank you. I had no idea." She spoke in a dry, sarcastic tone. "Do you have a car? Or did you walk out here?"

"What the hell was that?? This is a goddamn washroom, seriously people!"

“Getting fucked?? What; with four legs up in the air?” Meredith retorted dryly, giving her head a shake to show her doubt. “No way; that’d be some out-of-this-world Kama-Sutra positions, seriously.” She was a fae and even she wasn’t that flexible. That part she couldn’t tell Cassidy though as she stared at the stall in question, as if waiting for it to breathe again. “No, something’s going on. Go open the door?? If it’s actually a couple I’ll take the blame??” She tried to convince Cassidy, on whose arm she still had a tight-grip.

#sorrrrrrrry!!!!!#c #c:meredith

"Maybe." Cassidy responded simply, not caring how exactly the act was being played out. "So what if it is? People are freaks, unfortunately." She eyed the stall with disgust. It was one things to be kinky and another to have sex in a public bathroom. At Meredith's suggestion, she snapped her had to the red head with her face contorted into slight horror. "Hell no. I don't give a fuck what's happening in there.If you do, you open." She said, looking down at the girl wrapped around her arm. She tried to shake her off, but she was stronger than she looked. "Seriously?" She asked, quirking an eyebrow.

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Emily looked up from her hot chocolate to see someone had sat in the seat across from her. “Well hello there.” She said with a friendly smile.

#heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey #is that good?#c #c:emily

"Hello to you too." Cassidy smiled widely at her friend, who she hadn't seen lately. "What rock have you been hiding under?" She asked, taking a sip of her hot chocolate.

THIRD GENERATION

Stephanie Evermore

Grandmother (Deceased)

Stephanie was much like her husband and daughter, though she'd known limits better than they. If Cassidy had known her, she'd enjoy her but roll her eyes at her limits. She was one to push the boundaries and she would've done her best to her grandmother to do the same.

Shawn Evermore

Grandfather (Living)

Shawn is Cassidy's kind of guy. Though he's old now, he still knows how to have the wicked fun his daughter had. He's a combination of Annemarie and Richard. He's somewhat aware of his grandchildren's situation. He knows his daughter died not long after she gave birth. He knows her children are with someone she trusted. And, he knows Alexander is alive. He's been doing what he can to find them.

Drita Leonardo

Grandmother (Deceased)

Drita was seductress. She knew how to use her body and she used it. The only time she was impregnated was with the love of her life, Thomas. Though she loved him, she wasn't one for monogamy. She did marry him and raise a family with him, but she provided for the family the best way she knew how. Cassidy had this in common with her grandmother. She wasn't one for monogamy. If Cassidy had known her, she'd probably talk to her, on the down low, about males and such.

Thomas Leonardo

Grandfather (Deceased)

Thomas was a grouchy, old man. If Cassidy had known him, she'd dread every second she spent with him. He thought he was better than everyone else. He was always "right". They would've butt heads and argued all the time. She'd rather spend time with her father than this man.

SECOND GENERATION

Richard Stuart

"Uncle" (Living)

"Uncle" Ric is someone Cassidy looks up to. He does what he can to protect himself, herself, and Marcus. She loves him and wishes she could get him on her and her father's mission, but she know he'd never approve. The words he'd say were already floating around in her head. He was a Werewolf and wouldn't see the danger for Witches and Warlocks. Sure they had magic and could do pretty much anything, but they weren't invincible. They had weaknesses. If she found out he wasn't really their Uncle, she'd never trust him again. She'd do her best to cut him from her life.

Annemarie Evermore

Mother (Deceased)

Annemarie was a mixture of Alexander and Bridget. She was a kind and loving woman, but she had a dark side. It was part of the reason she had gotten with Alexander. At the beginning, they had wicked fun together. Nothing to harmful, until one day things went to far and she saw the joy in his eyes. By this time, it was too late. She was already pregnant with his children. If Cassidy had known her, she'd love her. She'd be her favorite person in the world. They'd do everything together. Annemarie would've kept Cassidy from her father.

Alexander Leonardo

Father (Living)

Alexander and Cassidy have a complicated relationship. She doesn't necessarily trust her father or want to have a relationship with him, but they had a duty to do. They had to protect Witches and Warlocks everywhere. Without her father, she wouldn't have known what she needed to do or how to do it. They both wish to get Marcus involved, but Cassidy knows it will be a difficult task. On one side, Cassidy is over her father. On the other, she looks up to him, not that she'd ever tell. She's learned so much from him and he's helped her out in many ways. If only the man wasn't a pain in her ass.

Bridget Leonardo

Aunt (Deceased)

Bridget was a kind and loving woman who saw the best in people. As her brother grew darker, her hope grew bigger. She saw the good in him that no one else saw. She knew the brother she knew and loved was somewhere inside the hollow, evil shell that walked the earth. If Cassidy had known her, she'd probably roll her eyes and call her a pain in the ass. Really, she'd be love the woman. She would've been a breath of fresh air. Besides, even the darkest of souls want someone to care.

FIRST GENERATION

Marcus Evermore

Brother (Living)

Cassidy loves her brother, even though she many not always show it. He's on of the few consistent things in her life; one of the only ones who have always been there for her. As of recent years, they've drifted apart. She knows it has to do with her father. The more she drifts towards her father, the farther she drifts from her brother. Like their father, Marcus is a pain in her ass, though it's in a different manner.

#thfamilytree #cassidyevermore #marcusevermore

"What the hell was that?? This is a goddamn washroom, seriously people!"

Meredith whipped her head to look at Cassidy, who had just entered the washroom. “Oh no you don’t!!” In two steps she was by her side, one hand lashing out to wrap around the other girl’s arm. “THE HELL was that!?” She demanded, pointing towards the stall that had been beside her own. A groan had sounded from the inside, although she couldn’t see anyone’s feet beneath the stall.

#i like it too #i never really know where any thread is going tbh #c #c:meredith

Cassidy let out a whine as Meredith grabbed onto her. "Sounds like someone's getting fucked and I'd really like to not be here for that any longer." She stated before attempting to the bathroom again. She'd drag Meredith with her if she had to. "Do you wanna stay?"

Lance stopped in his tracks upon hearing the young woman’s familiar voice. “What appears to be the problem?” He asked, striding over to Cassidy near the side of the road before pausing in his tracks. Car issues. There was one thing he could not help her with.

#i didnt know if youd want me to or not since it was like 9 or 10 days ago at the time #i can if youd like #i dont mind #c #c:lance

Cassidy looked up at the man, raising an eyebrow. "Do I look like a mechanic?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. She sort of knew what was wrong, but there was something strange about it that she couldn't quite place.

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"Are you okay there?" Kevin asked the smaller woman as he approached to her her muttering under her breath. "Do you need some help?"

#idk if you had tags #im tired and i dont remember #c #c:kevin

Cassidy rolled her eyes at the question. Turning to the direction, she was a guy walking towards her as she asked another question. "I'm good. Thanks." She stated flatly, thinking of a spell that could possibly work. Not that she would know while the guy was there.

"What the hell was that?? This is a goddamn washroom, seriously people!"

#im thinking she just walked in #and was like nah #c #c:meredith

"I think I'll just go."

"You've gotta be kidding me." Cassidy groaned as she pulled something from under her car. She had no idea what it was, but she knew it didn't belong. "This is bullshit." She muttered as she tossed her to the side.

#hamptonsrpstarter

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Confession: Harmony and Cassidy should team up and put their witchy skills to good use! People need to interact more in this town.

By: Anon

#cassidyconfession

"This is a crime scene... You should not be in here."

"Investigating." Lance replied in a short beat, his answer as vague as ever. His attention was captured by the fact that she was cold. He, as a hybrid, was not…

Out of cordial instinct Lance shrugged out of his overcoat and pushed it towards her, before his eyes fell on the blood stains that marred the fabric. Uncertain, he retracted his arm slightly, although he still held it out in offer. “Uh-… It is not ideal, but… If you wish?” His eyes flickered up to Cassidy’s. “It is a long-way from your house, if I am not mistaken.” Knowing where she lived, he knew he wasn’t.

#weeeeeell ;p #it is though #its like a natural partial scarf #c #c:lance

"Didn't know doctor's investigated abandoned houses." Cassidy teased simply, knowing she herself had done the same. She sent inside to investigate the noise, which he could've easily done too. The blonde quirked an eyebrow as she watched Lance shrug off his overcoat. She glanced at the blood on the coat, her face contorting into one of slight disgust. "Thanks, but I'd rather not." Whether it was his blood or someone else's, she didn't fancy wearing it. Her eyebrows furrowed. "I've got my car parked not too far from here, but how do you know where I live?" She couldn't remember ever bring him to her house or showing it to him, so the remark baffled her.

"This is a crime scene... You should not be in here."

Lance was relieved when Cassidy allowed him to lead her out of the abandoned house, without further questioning the scene or stopping to investigate any of the corpses. Once safely outside, he turned to face her, a small smile finally adding some mirth to his features. “Decent enough?… Is it by hobby that you traipse around after dark intruding into abandoned homes?” He teased gently, rolling his bloodied sleeves down to guard against the brisk evening chill.