The Fledgeling

Feyre Heiden. 22. Salem resident. "When you erupt, girl, make sure it felt across worlds."

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ukiyoeunoia​:

¨griselda,¨ she responds, guiding the younger witch across another street and turning into a nearby alleyway. a few feet into the alleyway, she vanishes. she waits just on the other side of the invisible door. when feyre meets her through it, she extends her arms forward. ¨welcome to your new home away from home.¨ 

they´re standing at the entrance of the circle of aether´s headquarters, a large, victorian-style building worthy of being a museum. anyone looking from the street would only see a block of old apartment buildings. she smiles at feyre. ¨there´s a lot of ground to cover, and you´ll learn the basics soon enough.¨ there are several mages in the building now, practicing light-bending spells, cleaning their area with hands-free spells, practicing transfiguration spells, going about their business. ¨we´re here to help you, if you´ll have us.¨

It felt like the wind was knocked from her lungs as she took in the sight of the building. Tears pricked her eyes at Griselda’s words and threatened to spill down her face as the reality that she wasn’t alone anymore sunk in. A relieved smile grew on her face as her gaze returned to Griselda and absentmindedly wiped away a stray tear. “Really?” She sniffled and took a few steps forward from the invisible door. “I would love that. Please.” She nodded and wiped her eyes dry once more. 

“I don’t want to be a danger anymore. I’m terrified that I’ll hurt somebody.” She frowned as she looked at her hands as they left her face, the faces of her friends flashed in her mind, “But... I can learn to control this?” 

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stars-in-sansby​:

Sam rolled his eyes taking a seat and brushing his head into her hand as an okay. Although he was generally bigger than the average grey fox it meant he was around the size of a dog not nearly the size of a wolf. Usually being touched in this form was demeaning but since the witch had shown as much as she could it was only fair that Sam let her touch. Besides, he was very aware how cute a grey fox looked.

Grey foxes had almost a silver looking coat with pieces of orange in them along with a line of black on his very fluffy tail. He’d end up having sand in his hair later but for now he was a cute fox on a beach. Hell he’d probably be able to catch a fish better than a human.

“Thank you,” She laughed, giving a few strokes to his head. She was mostly curious to see if his fur felt like normal fur. Once she assessed that it did, at least to her, she returned her hand to the sand. “That’s so interesting.” The witch tilted her head, examining the male’s fox face. A playful smile tugged on her lips and she teased, “And you said you weren’t cute.” 

Another curious expression crossed her face, a million questions flew threw her head. “Does it hurt?” She remembered the video of the man in the video, and how painful his transformation seemed. 

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effie-james​:

“It helps having good friends like you,” Effie admitted. Someone to quell down her raging thoughts even if for a little while feeding birds. She was glad someone got it since it wasn’t like she could tell a lot of people about what she had done.  “I hope whoever did kill those people is caught fast. It’s awful people get away with that crap you know?”

“I’m sure they will be,” She drew a small smile on her face. The worry of the uncaught killers had been eating away at her since she heard the news. “And hopefully karma catches up with them swiftly too.”

Between all of her friends, she knew she was the most helpless one, as she was still a novice when it came to her powers, but the want to protect them didn’t sway. “Once this is all over, and there isn’t a curfew anymore, we’ll need to have a night out at Nox or something.” She smiled, hoping the plan would bring her friend joy. 

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effie-james​:

“Hey your panic calls are totally warranted.” Effie didn’t mind. She was willing to help out a friend. She was just grateful to have some when she felt like sometimes she tended to be too cold to some people. “I’m ok. The usual. I just can’t shake feeling guilty. Like the bad things happen and people end up dead and I wonder did it happen because of what I did?”

The waves crashing onto the shore were the only noise for a moment as Feyre watched Effie’s face. She reached a hand to her, palm gently rubbing her back in comfort. “It’s not your fault, Effie. You were told it’d help, you couldn’t have possibly known.” She gave her a warm smile. “The way you’re feeling is understandable though.” 

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effie-james​:

Effie tossed some seed out to the birds finding it to be a pretty relaxing activity. “Silly like screaming and wailing because of something like a tummy ache and thinking their appendix will burst at any second. Turns out they just need to lay off the coffee and soda,” she explained with a laugh. “But I’ve seen some stuff in odd places too.”

“I’d say they’re stupid for being dramatic, but I’ve panic called you too many times at one in the morning to say anything.” She laughed, tucking her hair behind her ear after the wind pushed it into her face. Feyre looked over at her friend, her expression had become a bit concerned. “And how are you doing?” A vague question, but one that had so many behind it. With everything going on and everything Effie had been through, she couldn’t help but worry a bit. 

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azalia​:

Orion had been watching the girl for a while now and doubted she noticed. It would be easy drag her in the ocean to never be seen again. It certainly would not be the first or last time for the siren. “Sure. What’s the best way to attract the birds?” he asked even though he had seen hundreds of humans do it throughout his lifetime. People watching was probably one of his favorite things to do in his downtime. You could tell a lot about a person by where they went, who they hung out with, and how they spoke. “Will they attack me?”

She shifted on the bench, making room for the stranger. The young witch remembered what Doyle told her, to be careful and not trust strangers as freely as she once had. However, she felt like it was more than fine to make some room and allow the male to get in on the fun. 

A smile crossed her face at his question, and Feyre pondered for a moment. “I suppose making as few sudden movements as possible.” She laughed, “And unless you stick your hand in there and fight them for their food, you should be fine. Thankfully we don’t live in The Birds.” She set the bag next to her so it would be between them. “What’s your name?” 

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effie-james​:

“I’ve been super busy. The hospital gets nuts sometimes. It’s like really slow weeks and then it feels like doomsday and everyone’s in there. Some people come in for the most silliest things though. I missed you too.” Effie did try and make time for things outside of work but some days it turned out to be a big impossible task. “Same but hey we’re here. We’re doing good. That’s something.”

“That’s all that matters,” She giggled, taking another pinch oh seeds and tossing it to some of the new birds who flew down. “Now, when you say silly,” Feyre glanced over at her friend who had become like a sister to her, “How silly we talking? Like scraped knee, but they think they’re dying, or... things going places they shouldn’t go type of silly?” 

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effie-james​:

Effie was something of a kid in the moment. The fresh air blew her hair away from her face and she drank it in. Feet swinging while she sat it was only Feyre’s question that yanked her out of the moment. “Love to,” she answered while going to dig some seeds out of the bag. “Are you enjoying your day then? I think it’s pretty nice out. I mean there’s always something in this town but it’s ok today.”

Feyre nodded, setting the bag of seeds between them on the bench. “Much more now,” She laughed, resting her back against the bench. She reached over and playfully shoved her with her arm, “It’s been too long, I’ve missed hanging out with you.” The girl took a breath, eyes returning to the water, “Yeah, definitely more chaos in this town than I would’ve expected.”

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hellavvaits​:

“you wouldn’t dare.” doyle chuckled as he was now moving the bag to the seating at the end of the bed once she had her some clothes. “yeah, i can find us something.” the male plopped onto the bed with the sound of the bathroom door closing. flipping through, he decided on a tag. it was a funny movie and he could probably watch it non-stop. typically, he would put on some documentary, but he didn’t want to bore her to death. hand propped behind his head, he got comfortable on the right side of the bed, the side closest to the bedroom door. it was a habit, he tended to have to go to the bathroom a lot in the middle of the night.

Feyre pulled on her pajamas. She would have loved nothing more than to bundle up in leggings and a sweater, but her dreams left her feeling so suffocatingly warm she naturally drifted towards cooler articles of clothing. The girl splashed some cool water on her face, a way to reassure herself that this wasn’t a dream. That she truly lived in a world where witches, angels, demons, and many more creatures existed. She dried her face, took a deep breath, and made her feet move once more. 

 She emerged from the bathroom, smiling gently when she saw him. She crossed to the end of the bed and stuffed her stuff back into her bag before she headed to the vacant side. “What are we watching?” She had to hop a little to get onto the bed, which was taller than her one at home, but ended up sitting on the left side. 

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hellavvaits​:

doyle laughed lightly. “yeah, they’re the same thing, fey.” he pointed out. he tossed the bag onto the bed shrugging lightly as his mouth dropped slightly as he thought. “i have no clue who that is, but sure — we can watch a renee zellweger movie. feet pattered against the floor as he made his way to the bathroom attached to the room, turning the light on to it. “it never hurts to sleep on the couch. i’ve been sleeping on it here lately, anyways. there’s been some great late night infomercials that have kept me up all night with the exciting prices.” he joked lightly. “do you want to hang out in here or in the living room? both tvs work.”

Feyre pondered the question, her hands tapping against the side of the bed. She hummed, looking over her shoulder at the bed, a small smile tugging on her lips. “In here,” She reached over to her left and tapped the pillows at the top of his bed, “more weapons to thoroughly beat you in the upcoming pillow war.” 

She turned to her bag, pulling a pair of pajama shorts and a tank top from it. Feyre looked over her shoulder at him, asking as she draped the pajamas over her arm, “Do you want to get the tv going? I won’t be long.” She made her way to the bathroom. “It doesn’t need to be a Rene Zellwager movie. Whatever you’d like.” She laughed and closed the door behind her. 

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hellavvaits​:

doyle sat back into his chair. “it won’t help much, but think of it this way. i’m at least a thousand years old. i stopped counting a little after that.” he laughed gently as he turned on the television. “honestly, it’s not so much about you being careful. it’s the poor sap that decides that they want to fuck with you — that obviously don’t know the two forces that are always ten steps behind, fucking around.” flipping through the stations, he avoided all that were news. it wasn’t worth the worry right now. he only aspired to make it seem more okay. “so, tonight — we’re just gonna have a spend-the-night party. i’ve never had one of these unless someone drunk crashing on my couch counts.” he laughed lightly, standing up. “my guest room is kind of … a disaster. i never use it for guests, so right now it’s just junk i need to get a storage locker for. but, you can sleep in my room and i’ll sleep on the couch.” his hand softly picked up her bag as he made his way down the hallway to show his bedroom. when the door opened, it displayed a wall of dark green, and various colors of white, cream, and green. “i promise the bed is comfy.”

Feyre laughed, imagining the scenario clearly. It was comforting to know she had those boys to back her up. If she could even call them boys, when they were centuries older than her. “Like a sleepover?” She raised a playful brow, “I expect there to be ice cream and at least one pillow fight, if so. Maybe a Renee Zellweger movie.” 

She followed him to the room, knowing her statements of, “I can take the couch, it’s really no issue.” would probably fall on deaf ears. Feyre stepped into the room, brows raising as she took in the colors and decorations, “Wow, you did a great job,” She laughed. Feyre walked towards the bed, turned towards Doyle, and leaned against it. “I’d hate to kick you out of your own bed.” 

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stars-in-sansby​:

Sam gave a small nod as he watched her focus. His eyes quickly followed the ball of light. It was interesting to watch her work the ball to be bigger and have control over something that was arguably pure power. The toss made his eyes go up watching it explode his hands instinctively covering his ears. Thankfully the sound wasn’t too much which meant his ears didn’t ring or hurt after the noise. 

“It’s a start, isn’t that what matters?” Sam asked grinning as he stood up brushing off the sand. “Alright my turn.”

Shifting was something Sam could do as easily as breathing, he used his shifter form to get out of trouble and to get into trouble. Taking a breath in Sam felt his bones rearrange swiftly as he fell to four paws instead of his shifting looking painful it was smooth. He exhaled giving a foxy grin the shift finally complete in just one breath. He leaned down sticking his tail up and wiggling it. Sam trotted over and gave a small growl.

She smiled with pride at his words, appreciating the affirmation. Feyre still hadn’t told many people, and she was always worried she’d let down Griselda when she failed a task, so it was nice to hear someone confirm that she wasn’t doing too bad. The young witch shifted in her seat, preparing herself for whatever spectacle he had in store for her. 

Her eyes widened in worry when she saw what looked like pain on his face, arms shooting in front of her, ready to help if he needed it. She didn’t know any healing spells yet, but she had a car and would carry him to the ER. But, thankfully, it wasn’t needed. It was over as quickly as it began. 

Feyre’s dark eyes fell on the little fox, her look of worry being replaced with one of pure delight. “What??” She laughed, shifting to her knees on the sand to get a closer look. “That’s so cool! And so quick.” She shook her head, absentmindedly reached her hand towards him. She stopped short, looking at him. “Sorry, that’s weird. May I?” 

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hajunmin​:

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“Everything Doyle and I did bothered him, so I don’t see how this would be any different.” He rolled his eyes. Jun and Christopher met several years ago and neither of them liked each other. Christopher never approved of Jun’s friendship with Feyre, and although Jun played off that he didn’t care too much for Feyre, he actually did. It annoyed Jun when anyone told him what to do, so anytime Feyre would tell him Christopher made comments about how Jun and Doyle weren’t good for her, it did nothing but make him mad. Jun would never comprehend that Christopher was merely trying to protect his (at the time) girlfriend. To Jun, all of the schemes and pranks Doyle, Feyre and him pulled were all in good fun. 

“It’s tempting.” She chuckled, capping the jar and setting it back on the counter. “Let’s put a pin in it for now. No matter what,” She smirked at her friend, raising a playful brow, “I’m sure we can find a way to rile him up. Even if it’s a slow plan, like you guys coming in for a drink more often.” Feyre stared at the counter, memories playing in her mind, “I got some words when you guys were there for more than 10 minutes.” 

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hajunmin​:

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“But What do you see in him? I mean, I guess he’s better than Christopher.” He made a face when he said the name. “Christopher just hates me, so I thought it would be funny. I’ll let it go if you want.” 

She pondered, eyes scanning the counter. The sweet relief from the salve washed over her mind, dulling the throbbing pain. The young witch looked up at him, carefully asking in a measured voice, “Do you really think it’d bother him? We’ve been split for a month.” 

Feyre wasn’t the kind to rebound, or to get any sort of revenge. Something about the past relationship still felt raw in her heart and she wondered if this would be the catharsis she needed.

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stars-in-sansby​:

“Proud and cute?” Sam laughed and gave a quick roll of his eyes. “Please, say that to a wolf you meet, I am neither.” The smirk came easy as he stretched joints cracking softly. “Of course I’m interested, witches are interesting. I’ve been practicing my own for so long it’s interesting to see someone who hasn’t.”

Sam nodded moving away to a safe distance. “Can’t promise I won’t laugh but I’ll try.” He paused a moment before adding. “And I am not gonna skimp out on our deal, I’ll show mine after.”

“You better keep your word,” She laughed and moved her hands in front of her, “I’m too intrigued.”

Her brows knit above her nose in concentration as she focused on her hands. She took deep breaths, willing the embers to settle under the skin of her palms once more. Above her hands, a small flame flickered. She circled her palms, as if she were rolling dough between them, and a small, fiery sphere flickered to life. Feyre placed both hands under the ball,  willing the ball to become a little larger, before tossing it into the air. Once it was high above their heads, she willed it to explode, looking like a firework.

Her eyes returned to the male, smiling, obviously proud that it worked how she wanted it to, “It’s not much, but it’s a start.”

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hellavvaits​:

“he was flirting with you? sounds about right.” doyle’s head went to look at his feet as he soaked in what she said. it wasn’t within seconds that his head came back up and looked at her, as if nothing had happened. “yeah, he’s an angel. he’s been here for … i don’t know how long. i’ve known him a few hundred years but i don’t know about before that.” doyle sat in his chair. “i think what i’m getting at here is that not everyone in this town is the salem definition of normal. and with how it seems to be going now, i want you to be less trusting of people. you know jun and i have your back, but we can’t always be around if something happens.”

“A few hundred-” She repeated, cutting herself off. The girl didn’t mean to sound shocked, the casual way in which he said it caught her off guard. She closed her eyes, slightly embarrassed, and said with a silent laugh, “Sorry. Still processing. It’ll take me a minute.”

 Feyre glanced between his face and the floor, her expression turning serious as she felt the weight of his words. She nodded at his words, arms crossing across her ribs. She had an idea that she needed to evolve her way of thinking as soon as Griselda found her a week ago and introduced her to a new part of the world, hearing Doyle confirm it set it in her mind. “I’ll be careful. You won’t need to worry about me.” She offered a small smile, the heaviness of the topic prevented it from reaching her eyes. 

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hellavvaits​:

doyle shrugged lightly. “and as always, i’m only one to you.” that’s all he could tell her. it was too much to spring onto her that there would be a time when he couldn’t be her friend or that it would be too dangerous to be around. doyle didn’t know what exactly the future held, but that there was going to be more than normal salem. a slight laugh came from his lips. “i’m still your doyle.” he stated softly. “not everyone sees me as you do, not even jun. but i’ll still be your doyle. your friend for as long as i can.” he quickly turned on his heels and made his way back toward the chair he was in. “is there anything else you want to know? about what may be out there or anything?”

Her Doyle. The words warmed her heart, and shook any anxiety or fear she might’ve been holding. “Then yes, I’d love to stay.” She laughed gently, the window’s frame was cold against her back as she leaned on it. She glanced over her shoulder to the crowd in the distance as she thought. 

“Actually, yeah. Speaking of Jun,” She chuckled, looking over at the male, “He told me he was a fallen angel a while back. At first, I thought he was just flirting with me again,” She made a slight face at the word flirting, because it wasn’t accurate yet simultaneously the most accurate word she could think of, “but now I’m thinking he was telling the truth? Am I off base?”