like broken glass underneath my feet.

Elmira "Mira" Kent. Mother of many monsters. 

[elmirakent]

achilles-lin:

Achilles looked up from the book he was reading. He smiled at the woman while reaching for the cup that she held. “I don’t mind soy milk,” he took the cup from her gently and took a sip. “I do enjoy almost anything peppermint, so I’m grateful for this.” Achilles sat up straighter in his sit, “if you’re not in a rush, would you like to sit down and maybe have a bit of chat or at least enjoy your cup of latte?” Normally he didn’t like company, but since she seemed so nice he thought he should offer a seat. 

"I'd love to. I'm in no hurry today." Elmira gave a small nod of her head. She'd closed up the flower shop for the day, had only been in and out to check orders and crunch some numbers. The rest of the day would be dedicated to wandering, it was something she was getting good at doing. Wandering with people was nice, sitting down with people was nice. She'd become something of a tourist in the lives of people who sat beside her. "I'm a big fan of peppermint, too. Much better season than pumpkin spice."

[elmirakent]

jcnnyx:

                 The tangled mess of her hair fell down over her shoulder as the shaking began to subside, the question rushing through her mind at such an alarming rate that she wanted to open her mouth and just scream towards the woman that was across from her. Did she look okay? Was anything about the scene in front of the other throwing out the assumption that Jenny was alright? It was a normal question, a question that Jenny would’ve probably asked if she was in the others position as well, but undergoing the attack herself, she could actually yank out her hair at the stupid question that was circling the air. Closing her eyes tightly, trying to hum a song or focus on the lay out of her home or even the feeling of water hitting her skin when she took a shower, anything to make her mind focus on anything that wasn’t the dead bodies that were hanging and swinging from the rooftop of the hospital. “Fine,” she finally answered, despite not having control over her body or mind in that moment.

Fine. The word was so firm and the redhead looked almost defensive, Elmira didn't buy it for a second but she couldn't really press on it. It wasn't her place to. As much as she wanted to help, she couldn't just attach herself to her like this. Lips pursed and an 'are you quite certain' right at the tip of her tongue, the vampire chose to nod and step back, trying to show that she wasn't going to engage her. "Are you alright enough to walk home?" Okay so maybe it was kind of asking if she was sure she was okay, but she was a mother at one point and this was some young girl walking around in some state of panic. Whether she admitted it or not. “Or get wherever you’re going?”

[elmirakent]

polar-bear-patisserie:

Rosalie had been walking into the coffee shop when she had been stopped by Elmira. “I would love it. I actually think that soy milk can be good sometimes, so don’t worry about it at all.” The shifter replied with a small smile of her own.

Wait a minute, didn't she know this one? She looked so familiar somehow. The fairgrounds, the fire, the screaming. The smell. Another Vale? She was running into them left and right at this point. Each one only reminded her of Devon and the irrational guilt that filled her at the memory of seeing her healing throat. So she was quick to hand the girl the other coffee, try to continue on happily. "I figured everyone could use something a little festive."

[elmirakent]

alexandriamasonx:

“I am most of the time. But it all depends on the mood I’m in.”

“Not feeling festive yet? I’ve gotta say, it’s easier to get into the peppermint than the pumpkin spice.”

[elmirakent]

lupine-pandora:

Pandora smiled when the customer talked about her flower shop. At one time, the blonde haired woman had also worked at a flower shop. She had liked her job; water the plants, spray the flowers and making sure everything was generally spick and span. Pandora had never really had a green thumb, and with her penchant for mostly destruction, it made more sense to stay commercial than horticultural. “It’s good to be doing work, actually. And I actually have the time to spend the time on the store, so it’s a win-win.” She shrugged, biting on the inside of her lips. She didn’t want to paint a picture of her real life to a woman she barely knew. A customer, Pandora had to remind herself of that. “But you seem to be doing really positive work. Flower shops don’t get as much credit as they deserve.” 

"I'd like to think we all kind of need a little pick me up right now." Even if it was hard to pick herself up right now. She needed to be strong for others, she'd lived through a lot and she tried to just kind of move on. A lot of people were grieving and scared, but she'd been there, could try to help. Just had to get herself out of her own little slump. "I bet it sounds like of silly that I think flowers can help. But they always kind of do, I guess. People put them around at weddings, give them away to friends and family. Even put them on graves and have them at funerals. I'd like to think that maybe," She reached to tuck a strand of stray hair behind her ear, gave a little shrug of her shoulders. "That they're kind of a symbol of love. We all need that right now."

[merecriei]

[elmirakent]

addisonxvale:

Vampire. Addison could smell the death from across the shop. She didn’t prefer their company but it was better than wolves (marginally) and so she didn’t outright ignore the brunette. “Why’d they make it with soy? Kind of hard to actively do that rather than just normal milk, isn’t it?” Logically, unless she’d ordered some complicated version of the drink, the chances that the well oiled machine of a coffee shop would get it wrong with something that actually cost more was unlikely to Addison but– she shook her head, this wasn’t court. Just a lady offering her a free drink and she’d already finished hers an hour before, though she lingered in the shop doing work. So she shrugged, nodding now. “Uh, sure, if you’re sure. Really don’t like soy that much?”

"I think the barista was just a little overwhelmed." Elmira gave a bit of a shrug, trying to defend the girl behind the counter that she could see still trying to catch up with orders from where they stood. Fishing the other latte out of the carrier, she extended it towards the...Quick smell. Shifter? She kind of smelled a little like that Forrest boy she'd grown fond of. Like the small girl on Halloween. Was she one of the Vales? She almost hoped not, she still thought of Devon, of that poor girl dead on the dance floor. "I almost feel like it's too smooth. It's kind of distracting." It could just be her senses. "I like to focus on the peppermint."

[elmirakent]

dcniellax:

                “It’s common, at least for people that are in their twenties and think that it’ll be taken into consideration,” she stated with a small chuckle before shaking her head. After Holden, Dani could barely even look in another person’s direction in the thoughts of wanting to get back into the game, and still she wasn’t looking for anything serious but more-so for something that would help her ignore the problems that were happening in her own life, someone to just take her out for dinner and maybe make her feel as though she was a normal person once again while their hands touched her skin —- if she could even allow that to happen after hiding herself away from people since her ex. “The peach —— I thought that was supposed to be the emoji for a butt?”

"I think it is! It's actually very cute. Kind of flattering that way." Elmira gave a small nod as if to back up her point, lips quirked into a little smile. It was kind of funny, actually. What had become attractive nowadays versus when she grew up. Everything was always covered up pretty well and while she lived mostly along the countryside and hadn't been made to wear anything too restricting. Her dresses had been a little flowy but she'd certainly never worn pants before the 80's. It was nice to see the advancement, interesting to watch fashion and women progress in general. "Do you use it? The tindr thing? I bet it can't be full of just unsavory sorts, right? I have a Facebook and Instagram for my business and everyone seems pretty polite. I know they're not really dating sites, but I know people have met through them."

[elmirakent]

[elmirakent]

jxhenstridge:

Work had been consuming him lately, in more ways than one. Though, in truth, he’d been shoving himself into it more as of late. It was a good distraction, even if it was causing for long nights and early mornings at the office. So when he heard the offer, his head suddenly lifted, catching sight of the drink she was referring to. “You are quite a godsend,” he mused while straightening himself up. “I was just thinking of going and getting a coffee, so this would be much appreciated.”

Elmira couldn't help but smile, briefly look down bashfully at the comment before reaching for the other coffee in the carrier. "I figured somebody would need it more than me." It took a lot of caffeine to get to her and she wondered what it would have been like to have a lot of coffee as a human. Tea had been the thing when she’d been alive but it never seemed as fun as all of these holiday latte things. "And I don't mean to sound rude, but you look like you could use the pick me up." She held out the cup to the man, still beaming.

[elmirakent]

calxrhodes:

“Hi.” Calypso returned, slightly turning into the woman’s direction. “So did you ever send the Vale family something?” She could remember their conversation back then as if it had happened yesterday. She had been so angry and so sad and she hoped that she hadn’t been rude towards the woman. She didn’t think so, as she only appreciated what the woman had tried to do. “I’m Cali by the way, Cali Rhodes.” 

Oh, oh that’s who she was! The woman in the coffee shop who had overheard her. She’d seemed kind of blunt at the time but not unfriendly, maybe a little sad. Kind of like she seemed right now. They needed to stop meeting like this. “I did,” Elmira said with a nod. “A nice arrangement. I don’t think it did how horrible I still feel any justice, but hopefully it comforted them to know people care.” She hadn’t been able to deliver the flowers herself, she couldn’t face the rest of the family, not after what she’d seen. “I’m Elmira Kent. It’s nice to finally put a name to the face.” A small smile graced her lips, just trying to be friendly.

[elmirakent]

lillian-hawthorne:

“No worries.” She smiled before searching through her lunchbox for her spoon. Lillian sighed as she realized she must have left it at home. Ah well, she could run down to the cafeteria and grab one later. She nodded at the other woman saying she was passing through. Lillian laughed lightly. “Both. I’m a historian here, and some times I jump in for guides if I have the time and they need someone, but any time I’m out in the museum, people start asking me questions they really should head to the front desk for. It’s no one’s fault, they need answers and see someone who looks like they work here. Which I do.”

"You look very knowledgeable." She said with a nod after taking a second to look the other woman over. She looked...well studied? Read? That had to be the term for it. Either way, she just kind of looked like she fit here. If she'd seen her walking down the street, she'd have pegged her for one of the New Yorkers who frequented the museums. If that made any sense. Maybe she just watched people too much. "If you makes you feel any better, I get asked if I work at H&M nearly every time I buy tights now." That was probably a sign she was buying way too many.

[elmirakent]

the-darling-miss-davenport:

“Bit of an understatement, but I’m known for being stubborn so I’m not giving up on this place or it’s patchy beginning. “ Del nodded as she took Elmira’s compliment with a smile. It was nice to know when something Davenport related looked amazing. “It wouldn’t be  Davenport establishment if we didn’t try to stand out among the crowd. Oh believe me, I’m trying to diversify that. I’m the booking agent and I’m trying to make sure it isn’t just one type of person coming in here.” 

The place probably saw a lot of wolves the way the Red Cross saw vampires. It probably felt safe for them, being run by their own kind. Was that the plan? Elmira almost wanted to ask but figured talking about their species was a bit of a mood killer. "You're doing a good job. I like to pop in every once and a while." Just to sit and watch people, maybe talk to someone if she felt up to it. "I'm trying to get better at this 'going out' thing. Everyone here is always so kind."

[elmirakent]

alexandriamasonx:

“I wouldn’t. But my oldest brother probably would. He likes the peppermint mocha latte way more than me.”

“Well then by all means,” Elmira grabbed the coffee from the carrier and held it out to the woman, still smiling. “Not a holiday drink fan yourself?”

[elmirakent]

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to bother you, but they messed up my order and I didn't want them to just dump it out. Any chance you'd like a peppermint mocha latte? They made it with soy so it's a little bland but you could have mine instead. I just didn't want it to go to waste." Elmira held up the little coffee carrier with a small smile, on her way out of the coffee shop. If she could catch somebody coming in, maybe she could save them a little cash and make their day with a free coffee.

[maddoxdeluca]

Utterly defeated. That was how she felt upon returning to New York. She had failed her mother – failed her family and all those who felt threatened by the Ouroboro. Having left with the mission to find out more about the enemy, she had returned empty handed. And instead of returning home to face defeat, she did it in a bar, with a shot glass in front of her and a glass of wine. Her fingers felt the cool touch of the shot glass, having held it for the past few minutes. It was only when she made eye contact with someone across the room did she lift her drink, silently inviting them to join her. 

[elmirakent]

A new bar, it was always a new bar or a cafe or a new shop. Elmira had become some kind of drifter, a tourist in the lives of casual drinkers. She didn't like to get attached which sounded like she was being rude or looking for something more than a conversation. But it wasn't okay to get too attached to anybody right now and that had always been her motto. Friends were something she wanted right now though, or at least company. The wine glass had caught her eye, she didn't see that often right on the bar. So when she was noticed by the other woman, she tentatively made her way forward to sit beside her with her own glass of wine in hand. "Hi."

[infiniteoswins]

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