blown in on a northern wind

Isaiah North - fae - raised by William's seethe

[tiny-necromancer]

@The Pier

Chance watched out over the water. It was almost as if a sky full of blackness was waiting just beyond the horizon. Yet....Chance knew there was. It was coming, and it would engulf Chicago and all its residents. "And they don't even know its coming..." He murmured to himself.

[isaiahsnotthatcold]

"That sounds rather ominous," he couldn't help but comment, having paused to tie his shoe just close enough to catch the words. They were out of his mouth before he had time to consider the fact it was rude to eavesdrop.

[hunter-is-the-hunted]

“This isn’t a job.” Hunter growled. “It’s glorified babysitting.” He grumbled as he brushed past someone on his way.

[isaiahsnotthatcold]

"Have I interrupted something?" he asked as the man brushed past him.

[of-moonlight-and-flowers]

…

[isaiahsnotthatcold]

[isaiahsnotthatcold]

"It doesn't seem to matter how many of his parties I attend, I'm never fully prepared for the reality of them,"

[isaiahsnotthatcold]

@ The Barrel

"He's not in at the moment, anything I can help with?" Isaiah replied from behind the bar.

[blaze-sets-fires]

Sitting at the bar...

"Just because dancing is what you are supposed to be doing doesn't mean to have to actually do it." He gestured to himself. "Thus...here I sit."

[isaiahsnotthatcold]

"But it that because you don't want to, or because no one's asked yet?"

[skylar-is-your-light]

From a spot on the dance floor...

"Oh...no." He laughed, waving the person away. "I am quite alright. Too much fairy nectar it seems. Caught my pirouette a little off."

[isaiahsnotthatcold]

"Are you sure? You look like you hit the deck pretty hard,"