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lydisms:

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“Yeah.” Lydia nodded in response, already knowing the information that Charlie shared by appreciative of the girl trying regardless. Not everyone knew that Lydia was the smartest girl in Beacon Hills. “Which way was it to where you live again?” She asked as she turned a corner on the street and realized she didn’t remember where she was going.

With a nod of her head and lips pressing together, Charlie points over to straight ahead, a nearby home that looked bad on the outside in clear view. “That’s my place.”

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lydisms:

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“The queen.” Lydia nodded, her eyes gradually glancing up towards the sky to look at the stars. She rarely ever took a moment to appreciate the beauty around her anymore, because most of her life just consisted of darkness. “That’s actually my favorite too.” She added with a soft smile.

“That would be correct.” She muses and looks back up at the sky. “If you add up all of its energy, you would know that it shines about 40,000 times brighter than the Sun.” Charlie states, scanning the sky. “How funny.”

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sctmcall:

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“That’s nice of you.” Scott said with a quick nod and a slight smile, he was happy that so many people cared about the vet in some way, it only showed what a great man he was. He helped so many people by being a vet and a druid, he was glad to have known and worked side by side with somebody like him. “I don’t, but I have to lock everything up and leave.” he sighed as he looked back at the blonde. “You okay?” he asked as he saw her holding on to the table.

Licking her lips, she looks down slightly and nods her head slowly, not really knowing what to say after that. “Yeah.” Charlie whispers and clears her throat. “Oh, I’ll leave you be then.” She states, blinking and shaking her head slightly when he asked if she was alright. “Yeah, just felt a bit off there all of a sudden. Guess I stood up too quickly.” The blonde lies.

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sctmcall:

It was time for Scott to do the one thing he had been avoiding from the day it had happened, the werewolf had to get all of his belongings from the animal clinic and he was set to do it long time ago, but doing it meant for him that all of this was real and he didn’t want it to be. He told him mom who offered to come with for moral support, but Scott declined wanting to do it alone. He stood outside watching the key in his hand for too long and when he finally decided to unlock the door he let out an audible breath he didn’t know he had held. He walked inside putting in the code before looking around himself. He would always keep this place in his heart and he would never forget Deaton, he was someone that Scott admired, someone that had helped Scott throughout the supernatural dangers and his little to no normal life. It was thanks to the older man for Scott to chose his, hopefully, future career and he was thankful for everything and he was happy to have known someone like him, but the pain and the void was still there and he knew it wouldn’t fade anytime soon. Scott slowly moved through the rooms gathering his things, spending extra time just to study the clinic. He was going to miss coming here and working side by side with Deaton. Once everything was packed in a box, Scott left it by the door and with a sigh sat down in one of the chairs. “I’m sorry.” he mumbled staring at the wall. He didn’t know how long he had stayed there and why he was doing it, but he couldn’t get himself to leave, he didn’t want to. When he heard the familiar sound of the door opening Scott didn’t bother to look up until he saw a figure in the corner of his eyes. “What are you doing here?” Scott asked as he moved to look at them and finally let himself to stand up.

As the leaves crumbled as she continued to take a few steps closer to the Vet’s clinic, Charlie took in a shaky breath, hands gripping the flowers she had picked up, a bit too tightly for her own personal liking, but she had heard what had happened to the Vet here, and she wanted to pay her respects despite how long it had been since he had actually passed. Clearing her throat, she opens up the door bell, laying the flowers on the table, but when she hears the unfamiliar voice, the blonde yelps slightly, quickly turning around. “Putting flowers here, I heard about what happened and wanted to pay my respects. Didn’t really know whether or not to place them inside or outside.” She admits, the energy in this place itself making her feel a bit lightheaded as she holds onto the edge of the table for support. “Sorry, don’t mind me.”

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lydisms:

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“Ice skating is definitely not for everyone.” Lydia joked back with a nod. She was the type of person to naturally excel at almost everything, and the strawberry blond was a very graceful person. It was no surprise that she was a good ice skater. “That sounds peaceful.” Lydia replied. “Do you have a favorite constellation?”

“That is quite the understatement.” She points out with a laugh, shrugging her shoulders slightly, ice skating was honestly something she wouldn’t see herself doing again. “It’s very peaceful.” The blonde muses and nods her head. “Cassiopeia.”

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zaradiangelo:

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“Yes, that’s exactly what I want to do.” She responded with a hint of sarcasm in her tone. Zara reminded herself to try to not bite the poor girl’s head off. She was stupidly laying in the middle of the road. “Sorry..I just don’t know what to do anymore.” She admitted to the blonde. Her response was vague but that’s what she wanted. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to tell a stranger about how her grandmother had just died in the afternoon. 

At the tone she’s given, Charlie narrows her eyes, ready to just stand back up and turn around, but she stops when the other actually apologises, sighing softly. “Don’t know what to do about what?” She questions, craning her head to the side in curiosity. 

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jordanparrishound:

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Jordan nodded, impressed. “That’s the one,” he snapped. “Although I’m afraid, in the end, she took a lot more from us than kids.” He gestured to the emptiness the town provided. “Beacon Hills made national headlines. I was gone for what happened and thankfully missed the slew of news crews and reporters that were no doubt swarming the place for a while.” When she said the word ‘calling’ he knew that to be a tell-tale sign that something was up. Unless she happened to be a philanthropist bent on bringing in bottles of water and food and blankets to the survivors, she probably came to Beacon Hills the same way he did: drawn by some strange new force. He decided it best he properly introduce himself. “I’m Deputy Parrish,” he said, holding out a hand. “If there is anything I can do to help out, let me know.” It was hard to protect the town when there was a constant unspoken rule about keeping the supernatural a secret. The department would be so much more effective if they let it all out in the open and allowed citizens to come to them with problems instead of allowing them to escalate. “And I mean anything.”

“So I have heard, and I’m sorry. She er, took over a small town near my own, but since I’m from New York, and it coincidentally happened in New York, the headlines played it off as the town’s worst blizzard, but I didn’t believe it, mainly because I could-” Clearing her throat, she licks her lips and stares down at his hand for a few seconds before taking it and shaking his hand. “Charlie.” The banshee replies back, nodding her head at his next words. “I will certainly do that, if I need the help. “Do you know something?” She questions, not even trying to hide the fact that she wasn’t pretending to be oblivious. They had been talking about a snow spirit just minutes beforehand, that wasn’t a normal thing.

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lydisms:

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“You’d think since I own a pool and live in California I’d go swimming a lot more but I honestly don’t.” Lydia replied back with a shrug. “Surprisingly I actually used to be more into ice skating.” Her lessons started when her Grandma had taken her to the rink, and as usual Lydia caught on fairly quickly. After Lorraine died Lydia stopped going but she still enjoyed the sport. “Everyone needs a hobby, though. Keeps us sane, right?”

“That’s not a bad thing or anything, but ice skating? That’s really interesting. I tried to do that, and I ended up with a concussion when I was eight so, not something I do anymore.” She states with a small laugh. “That would be correct, gives us something normal to do every so often. I love naming all the constellations that I know whilst floating in a pool.”

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jordanparrishound:

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“A malevolent snow spirit,” Jordan deadpanned. National News headlines all said something different. Gravity wells. Gas explosion. Kids playing firework pranks. Lead in the water. He read one online news article saying it was asbestos. Everywhere. It was easier to tell the truth. It sounded just as unlikely as anything else. He put on a fake smile as soon as he said it though. “But she’s gone. It’s nice to see a new face, though. What brings you to Beacon Hills?” They needed all the new commerce they could get.

“Snow spirit..” She whispers, thinking hard on where she has heard that before, and then it pops into her head. “Who takes kids?” Charlie questions with a raised eyebrow, scanning his facial expression to see if he was going to have a reaction at her words. “Thanks. You can say that I had a certain..calling for this place, especially after what apparently just happened.”

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zaradiangelo:

It always starts out simple. A simple cough or simple cold. That was not the case for Zara’s grandmother. Her sickness got increasingly with each week. Zara thought it was just going to be another sickness she had to nurse her grandmother through but she was wrong. It went from nursing her from the comforts of their home to the nurses at the hospital treating her worsening condition. The doctors did not seem hopeful of her grandmother getting better. Zara kept a brave face for both of her grandparents during the time. She worked her schedule between work and the hospital, barley having time for anything else, not even herself. Finally, the time came where her grandmother drew her last breath this afternoon. Her grandfather was in emotional pain since he lost the person he loved for more than fifty years. Zara felt numb, she couldn’t cry. She couldn’t let her grandfather see her cry either. When she finally took him home to rest after the long day, she slipped out of her home to clear her mind. There was so much to come after this day. Zara wanted to take one night to pretend to be free of it. She walked mindlessly in the middle of the road. She didn’t feel and she didn’t want to at the moment. She stopped abruptly, looking up at the sky. Zara remembered the camping trips she use to take with them; they’d stare up at the sky trying to find constellations. She decided to lay down on the floor to continue looking at the sky, ignoring that it probably wasn’t the wisest decision during the night. She didn’t care, her mind was clouded with hundreds of other thoughts.

Despite what both the blonde had heard and seen throughout Beacon Hills so far, she had still been stubborn enough to go against what anyone would have warned her not to do, by simply going outside at night time. If anything were to have happened of course, she would have dealt with it by screaming at them loud enough to at least frighten them hopefully, killing wasn’t something she typically enjoyed. As she made her way out of the park, going towards the streets to head over to her car, a large disassembled telescope in hand, the banshee stopped once she noticed the figure lying in the middle of the road. They couldn’t be dead, she would have heard and felt something if they were, so with furrowed eyebrows, she walks up to them. “There a reason you’re lying in the middle of the street? Do you want to get run over?”

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lydisms:

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“That’s alright.” Lydia shrugged. “Not ideal, but someone has to save the town.” She had a power that could be used for good and Lydia wasn’t going to let that go to waste. Sure, her gift was terrifying at times and had the potential to completely destroy someone but also to save lives. Lydia tried to use the latter. “How long have you been swimming for?” Lydia asked.

“I mean, that is true, yes. Hopefully you have some help at least? I hardly believe that one person could save all of this town, it’d be too much.” She muses with a frown, shrugging her shoulders a bit at the next question. “Since I was six months old, but I wouldn’t do it professionally or anything.”

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jordanparrishound:

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Jordan looked from his coffee to the speaker in question and raised his eyebrows. “Half the town is gone. It’s all anyone ever talks about,” he defended. He couldn’t count the number of prickly old ladies who came up to him lamenting about finding a loved one–knowing full well they were part of the body count. He leaned to her once she sat down and put on his best interrogation face–which wasn’t much. “Why, do you know something I don’t?” A lot of people did, in fact, so that wasn’t much of a question.

“Half of th-jesus christ, what exactly did happen..?” She mumbles more towards herself, not thinking he would really know. Crossing her arms over her chest, the blonde frowns, clearing her throat and putting on her best casual tone so that she didn’t seem suspicious of anything. “I can’t say that I do, considering I’m new here.”

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lydisms:

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“Save the town from supernatural villains?” Lydia replied back with a shrug. “I wouldn’t say it’s something I enjoy but that basically consumes all of my time.” The strawberry blonde hadn’t had the chance to do anything normal in years and she honestly wasn’t even sure what she liked before this all happened. Lydia could barely focus on her interests. “I used to like reading a lot, though. What about you?”

“Sorry, I probably should have clarified that a bit better, I meant, other than the Supernatural life, and I was about to say something, but if it consumes your life, then whoops, sorry.” She replies, scrunching up her nose slightly. “I swim, and I study Astronomy for the hell of it. I love the constellations..”

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therisenchimera:

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Maybe she was just having a bad day or something, but Theo didn’t care. Her annoying attitude with every word she said was really making him wish that they weren’t in a parking lot right now so there’d be no chance of witnesses catching him doing what he so wanted to do to shut her up: rip her throat out with his claws. “Great. Then we’re done here.” He quickly said instead as his choice to try to to end things right then and there just so he didn’t have to deal with her anymore. Theo even started up the truck again to roll up the window again, though didn’t turn it off afterwards as he started thinking about where to go to get away from her.

Shifting onto one side, she uncrosses her arms from her chest getting ready to turn around and get as far away as possible from this annoying stranger, but she stops quickly, the whispers in her head only getting louder, blue eyes scanning the area real quickly before running the opposite way that she had been meaning to, wanting to see if maybe the hunters she had seen with Lydia were dealing with someone else now, and she wanted to save them before it was too late.

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xavicrvolt:

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“Sounds like Beacon Hills.” He joked,glancing at her. He wondered what exactly she meant but he wouldn’t press it further. “Swimming? That sounds like fun. I’ve been wanting to go swimming but I just haven’t had the time. My dream job..I would have to say working in a prestigious tech company like Google. I would love to work there.” He slipped his hands in his pockets. “Also, I hope I’m not boring you, feel free to leave when you like.”

Involuntarily making a face, she quickly looks up and laughs a bit. “Guess it does.” She muses and nods her head. “Yeah, been doing it fr as long as I can remember. You should when you do find the time! It’s so much fun. That’s definitely an interesting thought as to what and where your new job would be. “You’re not boring me, sorry if I’m a bother.”

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jordanparrishound:

Even though he’d read the news articles–they were all over social media and couldn’t be avoided–he was still surprised to see Beacon Hills look so… empty. He knew better than to let the survivor’s guilt get to him–but he also knew he needed to get back. The town needed him…. and who knew who was still alive by the time he got back home? What would he find? He had contacted Sheriff Stilinski as soon as he was able, knowing full well he’d be welcomed back onto the force. It was his first full day back, and he found all he could do was absorb everything all at once.

“I guess my first dose of reality was finding out the Chinese takeout by my apartment closed.” He said, his voice blank as he stared out over his coffee. “That poor family….” he shook his head and then blinked himself awake, trying to focus on the person in front of him. “I guess everyone was hit pretty hard, huh.”

Looking up from her phone, having been sitting in the table in front of him, she just tilts her head to the side, eyebrows currently furrowed together since she didn’t exactly know what he was going on about, but she had a feeling that it was about the Supernatural. “Yes, that poor family.” She muses in agreement, getting up and moving over to his table. “I just moved here actually, and I don’t know what went on, but I highly doubt it was anything good, but wouldn’t it be best not to talk about this in such a public area?” Charlie questions, absentmindedly looking around them.

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lydisms:

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“Let me walk you home?” Lydia offered. It wasn’t everyday that she met another banshee and while Lydia was a bit cold at first, she did want to get to know Charlotte more. There was a small part of her that was honestly just scared of how their interactions would go. Meredith was the first banshee Lydia had ever met and she drove the girl insane, something Lydia still felt awful about.

Turning her head at the offer, she smiles and nods her head, figuring that this was a good way to get to know the other Banshee more, maybe it wouldn’t hurt to have one friend. “So, other than being a banshee, what do you like to do?” Charlie questions out of curiosity, beginning to head toward where she lived.