i believe in angels

Javier Luís Morales | fae town councilman

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brynnharper‌:

She almost regretted walking home rather than driving. But she had had some alcohol and Javi was a physical person who preferred walking anyways, so Mallory had carpooled with her after a fighting session to dinner. She stunk and she knew it because of the sparring, so she was already insecure. Her eyes widened as Javi started a conversation. “Ask me?” she repeated, turning to look at him. Her eyes then fell to his hands as they swayed while they walked side by side, and she missed holding them in hers. She sighed louder than she had meant. She was sober now after having walked what little alcohol she had treated herself to off. It was a good night but things had been a little awkward with Javi, they stood on shaky ground after they had kissed a few weeks prior. It was all her fault, she knew. “What do you want to ask me, Javier?”

Javier glanced at her hesitantly, aware that this was a risk. It was worth it, it had to be. No one ever got forward by hiding their emotions and pretending. If she wasn’t interested, they would make it through. “I want...” He sighed and stopped in his steps, eyes resting on her carefully. “Perhaps we should try again. It has been a long time, we’ve both grown. I still love you, Brynn. I never stopped, and even if I said i became platonic, I’m not sure that it ever did at all. Not truly. You know I’ll respect any decision you make, but I do ask that you consider this.”

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nolynbarrett‌:

“I’m sorry to hear that, man. Yeah I recognize Kane, not many people use that name although I’ve been told it isn’t the same spelling as Cain and Abel,” he chuckled. Javi probably got that a lot. And Kane as well. Oh well. “Thank you. It’s hard, teaching them everything. Things you take for granted, like ‘why don’t you know this? Oh, I haven’t taught you, that’s on me.’” He shrugged nonchalantly, though it was a very big deal for him, being a father. “Yes, we picked right back up where we left off. All those years couldn’t pull us apart. I’m… sorry it isn’t the same for you and Brynn. I don’t have any advice for you, except for maybe honesty. And my partner, Mallory… she is one hell of a fighter. I can give you her information and you can share that with your ex. If she’s too busy I’m sure she knows some people who can help Brynn.”

Javier chuckled and nodded his head slowly. “Mm. My ex named him that because I was a former priest and she thought it was funny, even with the different spelling. But yes, I do know what you mean. When Kane was young it was so strange to watch him learn and change. The things they pick up that surprise you too, those are quite fun.” He smiled and nodded his head, pleased to hear that they had made it work. Depending on the home situation, which theirs seemed very loving, that was excellent for the kids. “It’s alright, really. Things happen and all of this was a very long time ago. I would love to pass that on to her, I think Brynn would appreciate that.”

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terrance-bradshaw‌:

“I’ve been here way too long.” Terry shakes his head with a hollow chuckle. “And with all the new blood coming in? I wouldn’t be so sure, Javier.” It has been a century or two since a group of ‘pioneers’ came to this land looking to build a sanctuary. Several generations have come and gone, and Terry likes to think that he is nothing but a remnant from the past. He is ought to be forgotten as children grow.

Terry stifles a laughter at Javier’s grimace. He should have known better– now that he thinks about it, he remembers Javier doesn’t drink that much. Maybe moonshine was a bad idea… “Well… it was a different time back then.” During the World Wars, Terry traveled to war zones to assist humanitarian efforts. After the war during his travels, he met Javier, as a man of cloth. Different times indeed. He was a different man. “Is that what you really want to discuss?” He asks, taking another gulp of his drink. He is too sober to have this conversation, to be honest.

Javier shrugged his shoulders slightly at the question. “Suppose I just grew tired of avoiding each other. Thought we were both too old for that.” He took a slow drink as he tried to consider where to take this conversation. He had thought about it many times over the past years, but never ventured to seek the other man out. Somehow, even with how often he had thought about it, he couldn’t decide on what to say next or how to make this easier. Was there a way at all? He wasn’t sure there was. “Perhaps we ought to clear the air.” Or attempt to at least.

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jackson-danvers‌:

It took a moment for Jack to process what was happening, but he couldn’t mistake that voice at all. The werewolf looked up after doing a double take and smiled over towards his old friend. “You’re kidding me?” He replied shaking his head as he took in it was in fact Javier. “ What is with this town” He chuckled before coming out from behind the counter. If it had been a different time, Jack would have had a very different response. But he couldn’t help but find the coincidence amusing. Was there anyone else from his past that he had missed in this town? “ I’m okay. Very surprised, but okay considering how things have been in the past. How have you been?” He replied opening his arms for a hug. He’d have to fill the guy in on what had been happening the last twenty plus years. 

Javier gave a small laugh, moving forward to hug the other man. “This town has a way of bringing people together. I suppose because it’s the best safe haven for those like us.” When he stepped back from the hug, he looked the werewolf over with a small smile and approving nod. “You look good, old friend. I’m glad the years have been fair to you. How are you, Jack? No more life threatening incidents, I hope? ”

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Time: 10:42 PM Date: 10-13-2020 Status: Closed with @brynnharper

Dinner at the Barrett house had been enjoyable. Mostly Brynn and himself had socialized with Nolyn and Mal while Rodrik had played with Eden happily; Kane had opted to stay home and he could hardly be blamed for it, he already spent much of his time at the Barrett ranch. 

But on the walk home, it felt as if something was weighted between himself and Brynn. He wasn’t sure if she felt it too or not, mostly because he knew what it was for him. Ever since the attack on her, it had become overwhelmingly clear to him that his love for her had never fully faded to platonic. He still wanted to be a family like they almost had been once, but he wasn’t sure how to reach it. He wasn’t even sure if he should try, but at the same time... He wasn’t one to be held back by fear and what did he have to lose? He was pretty sure that he couldn’t lose Brynn really, just like she would never be able to lose him. They were in each other’s lives, bound by Kane if nothing else, with a strong enough relationship and rapport to survive any change. It was with that thought that he finally ventured it.

“Brynn, listen. There’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you about and now is just as good a time as any I suppose.”

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mayabrennan‌:

“I’m fine, Javi. Um. Thanks.” She couldn’t help the blush creep across her cheeks, for she had never known someone so handsome who was also big-hearted as well. She felt like a fucking schoolgirl. “I mean… thank you. For last week, with Maya. For the job, for…” She felt tears sting her eyes, so she wiped them away before they could even form. She didn’t deserve Javi. Kane was lucky to have a father like him instead of a father who murdered and raped people. Javi would never do that. Apparently he had only loved one woman since being in Lethe, and that dedication took heart. Not that Maya wanted to be his, good god no he was old and definitely just a crush and… gross. No way. She just envied his personality, his kind nature, his love for others. Maybe if she had found someone half as kind as him, she wouldn’t be so pessimistic and tired and sore. Maybe she’d be normal. “I’m okay I promise. Sorry about swearing. I knew you were in earshot and I still did it. I’m sorry.”

Javi smiled at her with a small nod. “Always, Maya. It’s a terrible thing for a family to be separated, I was glad to help. And you’re a good worker.” She was. She was dedicated and hard-working. She always did the work that he told her to, never texted or sat on her phone instead of doing her job. She was a wonderful employee. “Don’t be sorry. I was teasing you. I may not swear, but I do not hold you to the same standard. It, like anything else, is a choice. You do not need to conform to mine simply because I employ you. As long as you do not do it when we must be conducting business, I do not mind.”

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terminatvs‌:

If it wasn’t a requirement then what was the use of doing things like this?  January hated wasting her time and she never got around to liking people all that much. Was she supposed to? Fae or not, supernatural or not, people were all the same. None of them were shit. January wondered if the council actually did anything outside of being a nuisance. 

“Yes, I mean that.” Her headaches were worse when there were too many people around and she felt sick to the stomach when certain emotions got added into the mix. The less she felt the better. “People feel too strongly.” And more often than not people wanted her to feel for them too. Empathy, however, wasn’t necessarily sympathy. “It’s quiet and no one bothers me. This blue planet looks so much nicer from up there… I almost feel bad for Earth.” She spoke honestly. “All the things that could have happened out of chance and a shit ton of creatures evolve to become garbage monsters that destroy big blue. I’m over it.”

Javier smiled at her with a small nod. It was the hardest part of being fae, feeling everything so strongly. “Humankind is hard on the Earth. But even if we make it unlivable for our own, it will persevere. Personally, I find it hard to believe that humans could possibly conquer something so vast and so old.” He slipped his hands into his pockets and looked up as if by doing so he could see half of what she had seen over the years. “You are right though. It deserves much better than us, doesn’t it?”

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nolynbarrett‌:

“Oh is she…? Yeah, brown hair. I remember her and Rod speaking. Well your son is a very hard worker so I just want to thank you for his addition,” Nolyn said after shaking the hand of the other, nodding in agreement. He hadn’t meant to be surprised that that woman–he didn’t even know her profession–was married to the councilman. He looked down at the man’s hands and noticed… no ring. “Oh, are you separated? I’m sorry to hear that.” Eden arrived, somewhat shyly, clinging to Nolyn’s leg and shirt hem. “It’s okay, sweetie. He’s a fae like me.” They still didn’t know what she was, but were pretty sure she was an untriggered werewolf. “He can heal just like Uncle Rod and I. You wanna shake his hand?” Eden stepped to the side and stuck out her small child’s hand for Javi to grab. When they were done, she figured it was boring talk and wandered back to the house wordlessly, probably to watch tv or play upstairs in her room. 

Nolyn grinned at the man. “I suspect its been a long time since your son was that age. Does it get easier?” he chuckled, almost afraid of the answer. “Oh, and to answer your question… we aren’t going anywhere, Javier. I uh… Eden’s mother came to town before us. Its a coincidence we met considering theres other supernatural havens in the world, the right timing, but… they’re so good together. I… She was in a bad living situation when she got pregnant and I had to take Eden and she never met her until… here. My family’s back together, man. In the best place on earth for us to be, even with the Riverborn shenanigans I just… It was meant to be, yeah?” 

Javier gave him a small smile and shook his head. “No, Brynn and I have not been together for thirty years. It happens. I wanted marraige, she did not, we couldn’t agree and decided we’d be better off as parents and friends.” He smiled at the child at Nolyn’s leg and knelt on his knee easily, holding out his hand and shaking her small one. “Hello, young lady. My name is Javier.  You can call me Javi, if you’d like. My son is Kane, do you know him?” After she answered, he watched her leave and chuckled a little as he stood. “She is adorable. And it does. It just... It changes. But it’s always parenting.”

He smiled at the man as he spoke, glad to hear that the family was reunited. “Do you mind if I ask if you’re... making it work? Clearly, I am not at all bothered if families chose not to take that approach. My family would disown me, most likely, for the life I have now. But I feel no shame in it. But I’m happy to hear that Eden has her mother back.” He looked after the child again and thought about family, thought about Brynn and the close call she had had. “Actually, do you know anyone who knows self-defense? Kane’s mother is very interested in brushing up and getting back into it.”

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brynnharper‌:

She wished he wasn’t so modest. Laying in bed in those pants and a button-down, really, Javi? He was like an obedient schoolboy, and a faint smile brushed her lips as she watched him lay next to her, delicately, as if he were afraid to rock the bed. “Thank your son,” she whispered. “I know you’re not keen on violence, but I think you’d have been proud. He even drove the first few miles as we made distance between us and the vampire… And you know how he is about driving.” Living in a small town, Kane had grown up being chauffeured, walking, or riding his bike everywhere. He was in his twenties and had a license, true, but he still chose one of the other options than borrowing the car unless he wanted to do something with multiple friends. Even then, he tried to use their cars so he wouldn’t have to drive. That spazz. 

She adjusted herself, much less sore now than she was a half hour ago, to lay on her side facing Javier. The hand on top groped for Javi’s, intertwining their fingers like they had done so much before Kane was born, especially when she had been pregnant and their hands were on her big belly, waiting to feel a kick, kissing every time they did to relish in being a family. “Javi, I.. I dunno if it makes me vain or selfish or a coward but… I don’t think I ever want to leave Lethe again. I mean it.” She looked into his brown eyes and let out a soft smile of sadness, wanting to convey ‘I won’t leave you again.’ But she couldn’t come outright and say it, could she? “At least… if we do another vacation… if you can make it, I think I’d prefer it to be a family vacation. Maybe I should uh… find a personal trainer to help me get back in shape. Or a physical therapist. Or both.”

Javier smiled softly, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her temple. Technically, he knew he shouldn’t. He knew they hadn’t been together in a long time. But he cared for her still. She was the mother of his son, a brave and strong and kind woman. She was a pillar of the community and unlike anyone he had ever met before. “I do,” he said with a small smile. “And I’m very grateful to him. I may not approve of violence, but when it comes to keeping family safe?” Do whatever you need to. He couldn’t say it out loud, couldn’t. But he knew that she knew what he meant.

He squeezed her hand carefully, looking at her carefully as she spoke. “I could never see you as a coward or selfish,” he told her truthfully. “But of course I’ll join. anytime you want to go, anywhere you want to go... I’ll be there. And we can certainly find someone to work with you. You know we can. I’ll make that happen.”

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terrance-bradshaw‌:

Terry glances over the shoulder to find Javier Morales– possibly the only man in this town Terry finds uncomfortable. Well, uncomfortable is not the right word for it. They have known each other for more than a few decades, and he supposes Javier is a friend. Still, after he confessed what he had done after losing his family, well, everything went to shit. “Why lock the door when I can just yell at spawns of evil that plague my bar?” He jokes dryly. 

“Sure, why the fuck not.” He gestures Javier to come in and take a seat at the bar. Without asking, he pulls out a jar of moonshine from underneath the bar. He pours two glasses and slides one toward Javier. He will need alcohol to survive this conversation, so. “Salute.” He clinks the glasses with the old Amigo and takes a gulp out of his drink.

Javi chuckled lightly at the other man’s words. It was true, he knew he wouldn’t dare break into any place that Terrance owned. He knew what the other fae was capable of, even though he tried to forget it. “Fair enough. You’ve been here long enough for them to know you’re tough.”

He took a seat easily at the bar and nodded at Terry’s cheers before took a drink, grimacing slightly at the strength of it. He didn’t drink often, even though he didn’t have anything against it anymore. “Last we really knew each other, I would ever have been sitting drinking with you,” he said with a low chuckle.

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jackson-danvers‌:

Jack was currently alone in TriBeCa and at times when he was alone he got bored. It was never easy for him to be by himself, but this was different, it was just due to  lack of stimulation today. He knew he hid a blanket somewhere around the shop and figure if he put  a sign on the door no one would disturb him if he took a nap or something. Instead the door opened and he was pulled out of his thoughts, slipping his elbow of the counter in slight surprise. “ Oh hi. “ He replied giving off an awkward smiled. “ Were still working on a couple thing’s but I can totally help you”

Javier paused, looking over at the werewolf before him with a surprised smile. “Jackson Danvers,” he said with a small chuckle. “I haven’t seen you in a very long time.” He had saved the werewolf long ago, found him overlooked in the wreckage of a plane crash. He’d healed his wounds, nursed him back to health, and cared for him the best that he could, even helping him mourn. Well, again, as well as he could. Mourning was never that easy. “Would you look at that? How are you?”

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mayabrennan‌:

Location: anywhere indoors (councilman’s chambers, cafe, shops, etc)

Time: 11am-3pm

Date: late August, 2020

Status: open

Javi kept her busy, and sometimes she wondered if he just didn’t want an assistant at all. She thought they got on rather well, and he had a hot son after all. However, he kept her doing busywork and running errands, doing dry cleaning and picking up lunches for the entire council it seemed. Maybe he wanted her to meet the town, maybe he wanted her out of his hair, maybe he just wanted her to earn her salary. Whatever it was, as she ran around today, she nearly bumped into somebody. “Oh, hey, you’ve got a little, well, I dunno if that’s dirt or coffee or dribble or what… Right here,” she gestured to her own chin. She placed her coffee on the counter/table and went to pick up something from the floor. As she did, her thumb caught under the stapler and, with a snap–thanks electric staplers–got punctured that went through her nail, rupturing the nail plate as blood spilled out. “Fuck,” she muttered, dropping the books back onto the floor in a mess. “Don’t. I’ve got it,” she said sharply, sucking on her thumb. When it came back, the blood had been licked clean and the small cut healed. It was so minor, so she forced a smile, trying to keep the mood light. 

“Language,” Javi said immediately, used to correcting Brynn and Kane, before the sensation hit him as well. “Maldito,” he couldn’t stop himself from muttering himself as he knelt down beside her, concerned eyes glancing from her previous wound to her face in concern. “Are you alright, Maya?” The girl was new, and it was in this very office that she had been reunited with her younger sister after he had made a call to McKenzie himself. Maybe it was a mix of seeing the reunion and knowing some of what she had overcome that made him feel so overwhelmingly protective of her.

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terrance-bradshaw‌:

Date: August 2020 Time: 11:44 PM Location: Terrance’s

“Sorry, kid. Bar’s closed early. Try again tomorrow.” Terry yells over his shoulder as he hears the bell ringing by the door. Matty of course got drunk during shift so he sent that fucker back home, and Brad has gone to a party downtown. Which means he has no bartender, and there is no way he is running the bar on his own. He probably should hire more bartenders… but then again, he is not interested in profit, and hiring a new person would involve him talking to a bunch of youngsters. He does not have energy or patience for that. “I said the bar’s closed.” He repeats as he pours himself a drink he goddamn earned tonight. Still no sign of the late customer leaving. He does not like repeating himself. “Alright, d’you fucking need something? Here for our new menu? It’s called ‘Tonight’s Trash’. It’s a mild electrocution served with a dash of gettin’ thrown out with tonight’s trash in a trash bag.”

Javi grinned a little as he leaned in the doorway. “If the place is closed, should it not be locked?” He watched Terrance with an expression that was half weary and half friendly. He had always liked the man, but things had gotten complicated for them as soon as Terry had come into Confession. It may not have if Javi hadn’t known his voice. But he had and it had ultimately led to Javier’s retirement from the Church.

Slowly, he uncrossed his arms, knowing that he wanted to keep his posture open and friendly and not closed off. They had been dancing around each other for over twenty years; it was time to bring it to an end. “I don’t suppose you have time for a drink with an old amigo?” 

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Location: The Barrett Farm Time: 4-6 PM Status: Closed with @nolynbarrett

The farm was quiet, distanced but not dramatically. It was the kind of place that was good to see in Lethe, particularly given the occupation of the younger brother. As he approached the first of the brothers that he saw, Javier noticed with a smile the young girl running to tell the man, Nolyn he was pretty sure, of his arrival just seconds before he got there. He held out his hand with a friendly smile. “Hi, we met before, I’m Javier. I just wanted to see how you were doing and if there’s anything I can do. Really, I know how hard settling is. And Brynn tells me that your brother, I think, gave our son a job, so I really do want to make sure you stick around.” A playful grin lit his features as he spoke.

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brynnharper‌:

She was only clad in a modest pink bra and black boyshorts as he healed her bruises. So much internal bleeding from being kicked and smacked and drained, not enough magic coursing through her or Kane to heal all the pain she had gained, and here Javi was saving the day. “I know, Javi,” she said quietly, standing up and wrapping her arms around his neck in gratitude. “I know,” she felt a hot tear stream down her face, and she tried and failed to blink back the second. Suddenly, as if it were muscle memory, she kissed him. Passionately. Hungrily, wanting, and eagerly. When she finally pulled away, her lips were pink from friction. “He can play video games,” she said, nodding to the door. “Just… stay with me a bit… Please.” She led him to the bed and slowly bent over to lay down, plopping without ease or charm. But she didn’t care, not about that at least. She had never been a lady. Brynn pulled the blanket over her chest, elbows sticking out, and placed her hands on her stomach. She looked up at Javi expectantly, eyes still glistening from tears. She couldn’t say much, not about this, and she didn’t want to be alone. But she couldn’t verbalize that, either. He knew her well enough, though, to know the expressions on her face. They’d loved each other for thirty years. 

Slowly, carefully, Javi wrapped his arms around her. One part of his brain was acutely aware of how much skin was showing, how much skin he was touching that he wasn't supposed to be. But... His level of comfort with her overpowered it, making it easy to turn that part off. But then she kissed him and it came roaring back, his lips moving firmly and desperately against hers. It was inately fast, how it all rushed back to him. He knew every line fo her, how every part of her felt against him, how she tasted and how she sounded. He needed to stop. She was vulnerable, she was tired, she had broken it off so long ago. And then it was over and his eyes flitted to her lips again, flushed from the kissing, and back at her eyes as she laid down, as he followed her. He nodded slowly and ran a hand through her hair lovingly before slowly getting up wordlessly and easing the door shut. He returned to the bed and sat down on it, taking off his shoes carefully as the awareness of how familiar and right this was rushed back. Slowly, he went to his back and then rolled on his side, still fully dressed. The backs of his knuckles gently brushed over her cheek. “I’m glad you’re okay,” he whispered breathily, his accent heavy and thick with the emotions. The truth, the truth that he had hidden from for so long had come rushing back as soon as he had gotten the call. His love for her had never truly shifted into something platonic, but he was willing to have that and only that for her. All this time, he had been convinced of it, even though they had kissed like they that night a year ago, even though it had haunted his dreams since. It had been... easier to think this way. But... Nothing with Brynn was ever easy. And maybe that was why he loved her so damn much.

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terminatvs‌:

“Yes, I remember you.” The council made it hard to forget them, especially with that special audience that people normally had to go through. She remembered it being like an interview and one that she didn’t really like, even if she had managed to gain entrance into the town. “I’m sure that you can sense my annoyance and impatience, so let’s make this quick.”

January started out by gesturing at her car and then she moved her arm around to direct his eyes to the rest of the house. “I’m all unpacked, it all works, and this place feels like home.” She only came to Lethe for work and work was one of the few things that could keep her distracted long enough to ignore her empathetic abilities. “My only wish is that I found a spot further into the woods.”  She chuckled and then turned to her door with the keys she had fished out of her pockets whilst talking. “Everyone is just too loud.” Emotions were noisier than a voice or a sound. “I like it best when it’s silent. That’s why I liked it up there.” She pointed to the sky. 

Javier raised an eyebrow in response. He could in fact, sense the annoyance. He had been a fae for a long time, had served as a priest, and in the military. He wasn’t overwhelmed by others’ emotions anymore, but he still sensed it. “I can indeed. You know, this is not a requirement.” He followed her gaze as he nodded, pleased that she had been settling well. 

“That is wonderful, January.” He felt his lips twitch into a smile as he glanced at her. Personally, he had never understood wanting to be away from people. He had always had a soft spot for... Just about everyone. But he knew there were many who didn’t share that, who liked to be left alone. And then there was Javier, sticking his nose in everyone’s business. "By loud, do you mean...?” His words railed off, mostly since he was pretty sure he knew the answer. That part he understood. He knew that it got overwhelming and painful, he had been there. “I cannot imagine what it must be like up there.”

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