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Kasim // 27 // werewolf Wake up, I'm a bullet loosed into the heart of a wretched age. I breathe just to beat and bruise.

[witchyxravana]

kasimlillis‌:

“I don’t think there’s a good kind,” Kasim said, drawing one last hit off his cigarette before stomping it under foot and rising to his feet. “Some of us just get lucky with the results of our bad fate,” he mused, exhaling his smoke through his nose once more. “Yeah, packing and unpacking isn’t my style. And I know what you mean about apartment rules. Not my style either. A lease is so…binding.” He leaned back against the wall, pressing his palms against the brick. “I’m starting to think there’s something pretty binding about this whole town, though,” he said, looking past Ravana to the opening of the alleyway where flocks of people still bustled by in panick.

“yeah…” she pressed her lips into a flat line. she didn’t know if this guy was part of the supernatural community or not. she wanted to say that some people in the town had no choice but to be there. they were some supers sentenced to be watched. she wasn’t about to put herself out there like that without having at least a hunch though. “some people just can’t manage to get out.” she murmured a bit dismissively. “give it a few minutes and the crowds will relax. hopefully we won’t have to camp out here for too long.”

[kasimlillis-blog]

“Yeah,” Kasim responded, looking back at her. Unknowingly, he felt the same. There was no way to ask if she was human without putting himself out there in a way he wasn’t comfortable with. “I’m starting to feel like this town has that effect on...people.” If she understood the implications of his words, it meant she wasn’t human. If she didn’t, it wasn’t a strange enough sentence to raise any alarm.

“Yeah,” he replied. “Fingers crossed.”

[familiarphantom]

Crimson Refuge

[familiarphantom]

kasimlillis :

Kasim eyed the stranger up and down, evaluating everything he could from appearance alone. It was a bit difficult, blood was starting to get into one of his eyes, and that shit burned. He took a deep breath from his cigarette and exhaled the smoke as he spoke. “Been worse,” he said, wholly meaning it as he continued to stare at the stranger. “I don’t exactly have health insurance. I’m a little bit off the grid,” he stated, licking his lips.

“You know a guy?” Kasim laughed, coughing as he did. “I’m not internally bleeding or any of that shit. I think I would know if I was. I’m just a little…what did you say? Fucked up.” Kasim pushed himself off the wall, struggling to balance for a second before he tentatively advanced on the stranger. “How’m I supposed to trust you? I don’t know you from Adam.”

“Looks like someone has a hard time making friends.” Looking down the alley behind him Yeong sighs. “Aren’t we all?” That’s what Asteria was. A place to remain hidden. Or…that’s what it was for his family. Looking back at the male he quirks a brow. “Asteria is just a breeding ground of fucked up troubled souls. Just broken people pretending they aren’t broken.” Rubbing the back of his neck he shakes his head slightly. “Anyway…” Trailing off he lifts his brows.

“He owes me a favor. Living here for years can lead to that.” Watching him walk forward Yeong raises a hand. “Look I don’t know who you decided to piss off, but it could very well not be in my best interest to help you.” He doubted it was anyone he knew, but there was always a slim chance it could have been. Shaking his head he sighs. “Besides, if I wanted to hurt you, I could have done so by now.” Sliding the hand into his pocket he looks over the shoulder of the other. “So, what’s your choice?”

[kasimlillis-blog]

@familiarphantom

“I don’t do friends,” Kasim growled. “Not my style.” He didn’t do close relationships at all anymore. It was too much pain when they left him alone and flat on his ass. He took in the other’s words and regarded him carefully. He smelled human for the most part. Maybe.

Kasim narrowed his eyes, getting fractionally closer to the stranger. The way he worded what he was saying, the slight tinge of the way he smelled, the I know a guy thing... “So. What are you?” he asked, dropping his shoulder against the brick in an exhausted lean. There was something about him that Kasim knew he would understand the implications of what he was asking.

He regarded the man for another moment and nodded his head. “I have no other choice, do I?” he asked, not really expecting an answer. He nodded and moved into a relative standing position once more. “Lead the way.”

[familiarphantom]

Crimson Refuge

[kasimlillis-blog]

familiarphantom‌:

It was as if he was standing outside of himself. Watching the interaction. Subconsciously mimicking a ghost he’d left across the sea. A ghost he’d long since forgotten. He half expected a slightly meek voice to leave his lips when he spoke again. “See… I think we have different definitions of fine.” Stepping closer he continues speaking. “I get it. Don’t look to strangers for friends, rule number one. But you’re more than a little fucked up.” For a moment he pauses, shaking his head. Sighing he scratches at the back of his head. Was he still at this point himself?

“You could be bleeding internally.” Waving a hand he shrugs. “But you probably already know that.” Looking over his shoulder for a moment he turns back to the male. “If I leave now who knows what walks down the alley next. Could be an angelic savior… Nine times out of ten it won’t be.” Crossing his arms he shrugs. The way the man carried himself, Yeong muses, was the reason he was still standing there. Why he hadn’t simply left yet. It was as though he were talking to a memory in a different shell. Narrowing his brows he steps forward once more. “You need medical attention. Not the kind you can do yourself.”

Leaning to the side he rests against the wall. “I know a guy. He should be there right now. We could sneak you in through the back, away from the prying eyes. He could patch you up, and send you on your way.”

Kasim eyed the stranger up and down, evaluating everything he could from appearance alone. It was a bit difficult, blood was starting to get into one of his eyes, and that shit burned. He took a deep breath from his cigarette and exhaled the smoke as he spoke. “Been worse,” he said, wholly meaning it as he continued to stare at the stranger. “I don’t exactly have health insurance. I’m a little bit off the grid,” he stated, licking his lips.

“You know a guy?” Kasim laughed, coughing as he did. “I’m not internally bleeding or any of that shit. I think I would know if I was. I’m just a little...what did you say? Fucked up.” Kasim pushed himself off the wall, struggling to balance for a second before he tentatively advanced on the stranger. “How’m I supposed to trust you? I don’t know you from Adam.”

[familiarphantom]

Crimson Refuge

[kasimlillis-blog]

familiarphantom‌:

Yeong wasn’t unfamiliar with the long hours he’d spend working at the bar. The patrons that shouted over one another to be heard, the ones that could barely find their way through the exit. It was something that he’d became accustomed to over the years. The occasional back-alley deals that took place were familiar to him. Crimson had become a home away from his home. Leaving after shifts always seemed pointless to him. That being said, there were the rare moments when he was traversing the streets to get to his home that would stay with him.

The noise happened once, causing him to stop in his tracks. He stood still wondering if it had been his imagination, and then it came again. Spinning on his heel he slowly moves to the opening of an alleyway peering in. There was one person in the alley, leaning against the wall. Leaning back slightly he looks down the empty sidewalks. Stuffing his hands into his pockets he moves into the alleyway cautiously. Stopping when he gets about halfway he calls out to him. 

“Hey! You don’t look so good.”

@kasimlillis

Kasim knew way better than to fuck with drug dealers, but fuck could he not resist a fight. He wasn’t a little guy by any means, but he also wasn’t strong in any sense of the word. Now, he was battered and bruised, but he’d managed to snatch more oxys, so it was an alright heist.

Holding his ribs, he staggered into an empty alleyway. No one should spot him here, and he could take account of his injuries. There was blood on his face for sure, but he didn’t know where it came from. One of his knees was absolutely on fire, and his ribs felt out of place. Fuck. He was a lot more fucked up than he expected, but the adrenaline coursing through him was a nice rush. Leaning up against the wall, he openly groaned and closed his eyes, sinking down just a little. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, swearing softly to himself as he tried to maneuvre lighting one while still applying light pressure to his ribs. Suddenly, he heard something and his head snapped up, looking in the direction he had heard a voice from.

“I’m fine,” he growled, almost literally. Getting his adrenaline up always did return him to a more wolfy nature. “You can keep walking.”

[kasimlillis-blog]

witchyxravana‌:

ravana smirked at the idea of having experience with fate. “i guess so, but not the good kind.” she answered. it sounded dramatic, but it felt accurate at least.  she understood how living out of your car could be such a plus in his situation. “yeah, if you move a lot then never really having to pack and unpack is pretty convenient.” she mused and she took a finalizing draw from her cigarette. dropping the butt she stepped it out before looking back over him. “i kind of did that when i was staying in seattle.” she nodded. “city apartment life didn’t like me all that much. i’m too loud, and there’s so many rules just to live somewhere, ya know.”

“I don’t think there’s a good kind,” Kasim said, drawing one last hit off his cigarette before stomping it under foot and rising to his feet. “Some of us just get lucky with the results of our bad fate,” he mused, exhaling his smoke through his nose once more. “Yeah, packing and unpacking isn’t my style. And I know what you mean about apartment rules. Not my style either. A lease is so...binding.” He leaned back against the wall, pressing his palms against the brick. “I’m starting to think there’s something pretty binding about this whole town, though,” he said, looking past Ravana to the opening of the alleyway where flocks of people still bustled by in panick.

[learnforoneself]

[kasimlillis-blog]

witchyxravana‌:

ravana rolled her eyes playfully. “claiming fate seems a bit loaded.” she closed her eyes and let out a breath, tasting the smoke that rolled off of her tongue. “fate didn’t choose this place. it never does.” she smirked and extended her hand back out to him. she took it and have it a firm shake. “ravana. it’s lovely to meet you kasim.” she greeted him genuinely. “i hope that you end up with better luck while you’re here. you certainly seemed to come in at the actual worst timing possible. you have any idea on where you’re going to end up staying once you settle?”

“What, you got a lot of experience with fate?” Kasim asked, quirking an eyebrow. “I wouldn’t know about fate, I guess. Not my department, but I think fate’s thrown me a bone or two.” He shook Ravana’s hand as firmly as she shook his. “The pleasure’s all mine,” he drawled. “I’m all about bad timing. That’s why I’m calling it fate.” He stretched, loosely clamping the cigarette between his teeth and talking around it. “I have no plans so far. I’ve been more or less in and out of my car for years. No need to settle if you live in your car, yeah?” He laughed to himself, smoke puffing out of his nose.

[kasimlillis-blog]

witchyxravana:

ravana tucked the lighter back in her pocket and nodded. thinking on what kept her here was hard. she looked down at the ground and sighed. what kept her here? a best friend. a house that was left to her by her late parents. her clients. a lost love. there was a lot that anchored her down. she didn’t want to get into all of that through. “no reason really.” she lied. “cheap. convenient.” she shrugged. “it’s not like this typically. i mean, sometimes. it’s usually a semi annual kinda thing.” which was sad in it’s own right, but she brushed it off. “what brought you here? it’s not exactly a circled on most people’s maps.”

Kasim scoured her face for any tells that she wasn’t being truthful. It took her too long to answer the question and he smirked. “Ain’t cheap enough if you ask me,” he said, smirk widening. He took a slow drag off his cigarette and nodded as he exhaled. “I hoped it wouldn’t be like this all the time. That would be too much for me. I’d be packing up sooner than I thought.” He looked down at the cigarette between his fingers and flicked off the ash. “What brought me here? No reason, really,” he said, the corners of his lips playing up into another smirk. “Fate. Destiny. Some shit like that made me circle Asteria Falls, yeah?” It wasn’t really a question so much as a statement, but he offered the woman a toothy grin and extended a hand. “I’m Kasim, by the way. And you are...?”

[kasimlillis-blog]

witchyxravana:

ravana let out a breath, leaning her head against the brick of the wall behind her. “running’s not my strong suit either.” she admitted as she reached in her pocket out pulled out her pack of cigarettes. her lighter was safely tucked i the clear plastic that held the pack. she pulled it out with the intention of handing it over to the stranger but it made her realize that she desperately needed one as well. lighting her own first, she then handed it over to him. “this town is too damn small for this level of shit.” she muttered, letting out a satisfied breath of smoke. “you’re not from here.” she commented, getting a better look of him. she realized that the statement probably sounded strange. “i grew up here so i can tell. you new? or been here for awhile?”

Kasim accepted the lighter, lighting his own cigarette and passing it back. He let out an easy, breathy laugh and let his head drop back against the brick. “Too damn small is right,” he said, looking at his companion. “Smallest town I been in for awhile.” He pulled his knees up to his chest and rested his elbows on his knees. “Nah, I’m not from here. Just breezed in or whatever. Not usually my style, a town like this.” He drew another quick breath of his cigarette and exhaled slowly. “What about this place makes you stay? I can’t ever seem to find a place to settle.” He leaned forward to look down the alley toward the crowd. “’specially not a town this...wild. It ain’t always like this, is it?”

[kasimlillis-blog]

tae-tae-joon:

Taejoon was mildly exhausted to the point he was strongly considering the option of taking a me day and cut the end of his shift. He hadn’t taken a personal day since after his daughter’s disappearance four years ago. It was logical that kinda day was overdue, but sadly he still refused himself that time to relax and just clear his head with the events that just took place. First the attack from the supers on the public and now an attack on supers from exiles? He couldn’t wrap his mind around it that this act of terrorism was happening in his own town. If he hadn’t had encountered with the vampire who struck his neck last year he might have not been so understanding of the situation at hand. Thankfully he had Hyun to keep him up to date with everything supernatural. As he strolled through the park as an attempt to ease his thoughts thats when he capture the putrid stench of someone burning some illegal leaves. Tae had to stop and shake his head once he realized it was the same car. God. He was beginning to wonder why he even gave people chances anymore. He sighed stopping at the window and gave it a tap for the person roll down. As it rolled down a cloud of smoke poured out making Tae cough slightly. He did it back in the day too but not in plain daylight around Tae arched his brow with a disapproving look. “Why after I gave you a warning I find you easily in broad daylight?” He frustratingly sighed. “You realize whats going to happen next right?”

It was always one more. One more joint, one more pill, one more high. Now, at 3:00pm on a bright, sunny day, it was one more hit. Hotboxing was one of Kasim’s favorite pasttimes. It was the best way to get baked and stay that way for a few hours at least. He just needed something to take the edge off after everything that had been happening. Kasim found Asteria Falls for sanctuary and now all this? What the fuck even was an exile? If anyone found out what he was, he would be fucked three ways to Wednesday. He let his head drop back against the seat as he exhaled, letting the smoke swirl around the car. He was in his own little world, relax and dozing. That was, until the five-o pulled him out of it. Shit, he thought, sitting up and running a hand through his hair. He put out his joint, the third one of the day, and rolled down his window. “Evening, officer,” he said sheepishly. “Uh, you know, did you mean never park illegally again or, y’know, the other thing?” He glanced up at the sign that clearly said he was still parked illegally and offered the officer a strained smile. “So I’m getting the vibe that I won’t be let off the hook again?” Fuck. This was bad.

[kasimlillis-blog]

[ ON FILE ]

NAME: Kasim L. Lillis AGE: [ REDACTED ] SPECIES: unknown (possible wolf) GENDER: male HEIGHT: 73 inches (6′1″) EYE COLOR: brown WEIGHT: 140 lbs ADDRESS: unknown BIRTHPLACE: [ REDACTED ] TIMELINE: unknown DOCUMENTS: [ REDACTED ]

PRELIMINARY NOTES SUBJECT: KASIM L. LILLIS Subject seems to be living out of his car. KASIM has been observed working at URSA’S DINER for owner [ REDACTED ]. KASIM has no known relatives in ASTERIA FALLS or the surrounding area.  LICENSE PLATE NO. 746 8922 Honda Civic 2004 registered to KASIM LILLIS

Subject too new in town and the area to establish or have any idea as to what species subject is. Subject does not appear to be dangerous at this time, but we remain to be cautious. Subject appears to have a habit for drugs and alcohol but especially illegal substances such as MARIJUANA and [ REDACTED ]. Subject also abuses prescription pain killers.

more to follow...

[kasimlillis-blog]

witchyxravana:

ravana took a breath and started off running. she made sure that the stranger was behind her as they made their way the short distance to the alley way. pulling off into the narrow path, she gripped his arm and pulled him in as well. heavy breaths and nervous looking around followed before she plopped against one of the buildings walls. “christ, you okay?” she breathed out. “what the hell is going on here? everything seemed so chill just a few moments ago.”

Kasim followed as close as he could, trying to look out for himself, but also this woman. Once they were safely out of the way, he dropped to the ground, leaning against the wall beside her. “I don’t run. Like ever. My lungs aren’t made for running,” he said, patting his pockets looking for his lighter before realizing he’d probably dropped it. “I don’t know what’s going on. D’you have a light? I dropped mine,” Kasim said, still panting. “Gunshots and shit and now everyone’s goin’ ballistic.” 

[kasimlillis-blog]

witchyxravana:

“we certainly have the same thought process.” she muttered as she watched the seemingly endless flow of people. her eyes looked over the man. she didn’t recognize him and figured that he must be new. “okay, so there’s a break in the buildings just up there. we can probably get into that alley way and chill out and hide for awhile.” it wasn’t necessarily the best plan, but it was definitely better than standing only slightly to the side of a panicked crowd. her eyes looked back and and waited for enough of a break in the people that was big enough for them to safely make a run for it. once she saw one, she prepared herself. “unless you have any better idea this is our chance.”

Kasim scanned their surroundings for any other option. The crowd just kept on coming, so he gave a curt not and gestured for his savior to go. “Ladies first,” he said, side stepping so that he could make sure she would be safe from behind. The alleyway wasn’t perfect, but it seemed good enough for the time being. They could both lay low until all the commotion had died down a bit. Plus, he needed to get the hell out of the way in case the police were involved when he had drug paraphenalia on his person. 

[witchyxravana]

ravana paused as she looked over the chaos around her. she had been off getting food when from the local diner. she had gone in for fries and walked out to rushing crowds and anxious screaming. her eyes adjusted before she moved through the crowd cautiously. when her eyes caught someone right in line of a very large sprinting man, she grabbed their arm and yanked them out of the way of being trampled. “are you okay?” she asked before immediately moving onto a hotter topic. “and what the fuck is going on?”

[kasimlillis-blog]

Kasim had literally just come into town. He parked his car and wandered, cigarette in his mouth, not a single care given. That is, until he heard something that sounded like gunshots. He supposed it could be fireworks, but a scream immediately after the shot was enough to tell him that he needed to get the hell out. Not to attract attention, Kasim turned heal and started fast walking away as the crowd surged around him. Back turned, he hadn’t even seen that he was in someone’s way until he was being pulled out of the path of the man. “F-fuck,” he stammered, eyes wide as he reeled. He looked at the woman that had grabbed him, then back at the frenzied crowd. “I don’t know, but I think I heard gunshots, so my thought is we should get the hell outta dodge, lady.”