pierceson.davis

[gwendolynwade]

*|| STARTER FOR: @khclfvni​​

Dark orbs observed their surroundings as both Gwendolyn and Pierceson stood in silence. There was a lot on her end that she needed to work on, but he was helping in her having to remember parts of her past that she’d lost along the way ever since she became a Riverborn. She appreciated his patience, as well as his willingness to stay by his side. Further, having to amend their relationship with January was something they were both getting through together. Eyeing Francisca and January mingling, she pressed her lips into a thin line and tried not to sigh at the fact that their youngest fae still hadn’t had a proper conversation ever since it was revealed who they were to her. Turning towards Pierce, Gwen could tell he was staring too and out of comfort she gently cupped the side of his face and expressed a lighthearted smile. “She’ll come around. It seems like time hasn’t been too kind to us as it tests our patience, but it will eventually.” 

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He wasn’t very impressed with this gala, but he supposed that this was the best that small-town folk could do. If it wasn’t for Âu Cơ and Gwen, he wouldn’t have even attended. Things could have been better, but he couldn’t complain too much. Their youngest hadn’t skipped town and he could stay by Gwen. “Well, we should be proud that she has friends.” Pierce reached up and brushed the edge of his brow as he processed what he was seeing.  He didn’t like the Ulrichs. “Even if it’s an Ulrich. When she starts talking to us again, I hope we can speak to her about this... Until then, we should make the best out of this situation.” Pierce smiled at her and placed his hand over hers. He then brought her hand to his lips and planted a gentle kiss. “We can dance a little, or head home and enjoy ourselves... You and I both know that they’ll find a way to ruin the night.”

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tom Ford fall 2020 rtw

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Date: Early Spring, 2020 Time: 6:21 AM PST Location: Liberty, Shooting Range With: @khclfvni​

The stereotype was that those of the Takanashi’s kind were bad shots. Maybe because their hits on people were almost always done pointblank to guarantee a kill, and more importantly, to send a message. But distance had never been an enemy of Ryo. It was many things: a carefully maintained asset, a measured sign of intimacy, a welcome space to breathe. But an enemy wasn’t one of them. Until today.

After the ceasefire was called, Ryo analysed the holes in his targets much like how he appraised a piece of art. A double tap to the central mass and a headshot to seal the deal. The hesitation in his shots was clear to him as a skillful forgery trying to pass at an auction — indistinguishable to the general audience, but blatantly obvious to a trained eye. It was embarrassing, really. There was no place to hide with him being the only one on the range this early morning with the owner. Taking off his earmuffs, he turned to Pierceson and shook his head. “Sorry, mate. This probably isn’t the most entertaining to watch first thing in the morning, huh?” 

He had come out here to finally let off some pent up stress, but he still couldn’t quite relax. Setting the empty magazine aside, he looked at his 1911 with an unreadable expression. A custom-made pistol, hand engraved with a 14k solid gold bead front sight and giraffe bone grips. It was itself a work of art as much as it was a weapon. The gun was bestowed upon him at his Shifting Ceremony. The same ceremony he had runaway from all those years ago. It was one of the only Takanashi heirlooms he still had to his name besides the ink on his skin. “Isn’t she a beauty?” He asked and offered it to Pierceson to take a closer look. “We have a name for this kind of beauty where I’m from: haikai. There’s no direct translation, and I don’t think English could ever do it justice, anyways. But it’s the tragic beauty that comes corrupt ugliness. Fitting, don’t you think?”

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With how long he’d been on this rock, of course, he had heard of this family, but he was surprised to see that they had chosen the younger Takanashi over this one. From what he could see, this young man had the right temperament for leadership and was meticulous and skilled. Of course, that was the first impression after watching him shoot, but the way a person handled themselves with their weapons told him a lot about them. 

After a few minutes of watching him, Pierceson approached the boy and turned his attention to the target. He took on his own protective gear.  “No problem for me. Good to see customers in the morning. It’s better if you want to avoid an audience. Less noise too.”  The fae took a closer look at the target. “Thinking isn’t bad when it comes to weapons. Sure humans have made it easier in a way, giving distance to such lethal tools, but that’s why a little thought works.”

When Ryo offered the gun to him, he took it in his hands and examined it closer. Pierce nodded and whistled at it. “I get the feeling that this feels heavier in your hands than it does mine. The craftsmanship is definitely special... I’m guessing that your clan’s gunsmith made this for you. I’ve never held their work before.” The Takanashi clan were a secretive group and even their weapons usually disappeared with a trace. “I keep my own collection too... Just not here. Reuniting with family doesn’t need an arsenal.”

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gwendolynwade‌:

Gwendolyn looked over at Pierce and studied him briefly in silence. He had a point, what she was doing was out of character. She wasn’t the type to be as merciless as she is now. However, it spoke for itself as she understood how much he meant to her. What they had was real and she was willing to explore what it was once if it was going to help her remember who she once was. “I feel as if our first encounter spoke for itself.” she mused as she a grimace appeared on her lips. “And even if I did push you away, I have a feeling you’d find your way back to me. That’s something I can’t ignore.” 

The hybrid chuckled lowly at his words and nodded in agreement. Indeed it was similar to when they first met. There was a lot of pushback on her end, but he broke that barrier between them. “It is…” she whispered. Millenniums later and here they were back to square one-ish. Turning to face him, her gaze softened as she reached out for his hand and nodded. “It’s fine Reth…You’re not at fault for something out of our control.” 

He knew her well and now, he just needed to get to know this part of her. Something stole her memories, but she was still familiar. He could feel that she was open to beginning again. “I figured as much.” He chuckled, but he felt like she wouldn’t have it any other way. It always went ‘go big or go home’ with her. In other words, she didn’t like to half-ass things. If he had been more cautious and conservative, he felt like she wouldn’t have even given him the time of day. “Some way or another. I try to be memorable to the right people...” Pierceson gave her a slanted grin. 

“So you remember that?” Progress was still progress even if it was just a memory or two. He looked down at her hand and gently held it in his. He was still worried about her, but at least now he knew that she wasn’t gone. “You’re right, it’s probably best not to dwell on these things. What I do know is that I’ve found you and if you’re willing, I’ll do all I can to help you regain what you’ve lost.” And maybe he could learn more about the young fae that Gwen had taken under her wing. “But I hope you don’t mind if I stay around to celebrate the new year with you. New memories are welcomed, right?” 

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gwendolynwade‌:

The moment her earpiece went off, Gwen glanced down at her smartwatch and frowned. It was minutes before the new year and to hear that her team had to take in someone who was troublesome made her wonder who in their right mind would cause a ruckus at this time. It wasn’t until Pierceson came into full view which caused the hybrid to stand still and observe his behaviour. Now this wasn’t surprising. The apology that came out of his mouth threw her off guard as she flinched slightly at what was said. The sincerity was there, but as soon as he mentioned the time out box, Gwen rolled her eyes and dismissed her guards from escorting him any further. 

“If you wanted to talk to me, you could have just came to me.” she stated in a flat out tone. Crossing her arms, she stared at him in silence, remembering their time together had been a struggle here and there, but she knew who he was and it was a process trying to come to terms of it. Were they different now that she was a Riverborn? It was starting to look like it, but then again they never had a chance to fully talk about it…until now. “It’s not your fault Reth.” she finally admitted, which actually felt like a weight lifted off her chest. “You didn’t know…And if anything we were both at fault. It was messy how we ended things after all.” 

Even though she seemed unamused with him, he had a difficult time hiding his smile. She was just as radiant as the last time she saw her before this Riverborn mess. He wasn’t sure how much she remembered of them, but he was glad to see that she could still look at him like that. The look she gave him was better than disgust and even if it wasn’t the warmth that he was used to, he was still thankful. “And you’d be alright talking to me even without all the information you normally collect? I look real to the humans, but I know that you’d know something was off.”

He glanced at the guards as they left him beside her. “We were frustrated... back then and when we got reunited, but it’s pretty similar to how we first met...” Pierceson had caused trouble for her back then as well, but his smile faded into a frown. Was it desperate to try to test the waters, to see if she remembered something more? He missed her. And now that he knew both his kid and her were alright, he wanted to fix things. The first thing, however, was that he needed to make things right with Gwen. “Still... I’m sorry... Am I allowed some of your forgiveness?”

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Date: 12.31.2020 Time: 11:50pm Setting: Security Booth

He arrived late because of work and he knew that the fastest way to get to her was to cause a little bit of trouble, so Pierceson did. After a few of her guards escorted him to the booth to stay in what he liked to call “the festival jail,” he found the person he was looking for. As he walked ahead of the guards, he kept his eyes on her until he was close enough to say something. He turned to look at something else. “I’m sorry, Gwendolyn.” He said as he passed. “If you want to talk to me later, I’d like that... if not...” Pierce stopped walking and turned to face her. “I’m sorry for being so late.”

They were partners, but he knew that some partnerships didn’t last. He saw much of it in the human world. They were quick to stab their friends in the back if it meant that they could grab onto a little more power. He wasn’t sure if this forgetful version of herself had changed for the worse, but he hoped that she would at least forgive him. “Anyways. I’ll go sit in the time out box, baby.”

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gwendolynwade‌:

The truth wasn’t what she expected. Gwendolyn knew her name wasn’t unknown to the world, especially those in the top 1%. However, the way Pierceson revealed a potential death in the picture made her wonder what happened days prior to her becoming a Riverborn. The hybrid closed her eyes to try and remember anything leading up to her demise, but it was just a complete blank and she didn’t know if it was because she was under pressure or if she really didn’t know.

Licking her lips, she remained composed and calmly asked, “When was this?” She wanted to bridge the gap of her unknown. “January Masters isn’t just someone. She was the only one who I could trust with SS.” The fae understood the ins and outs of her business, plus she knew at the time she wouldn’t fuck her over. “Who are you?” If he was someone important, then why would she push him away completely? “What do I mean to you?” 

The modern world had become acquainted with a version of Gwendolyn Wade, but he knew the truth behind the name, so he wondered why she couldn’t even remember one of the many moments they had together. He tried not to let her know of his disappointment; this trouble couldn’t have been all her fault after all. “I lost contact with you last year in February... We had an argument about Âu Cơ... and then I lost you.” 

“Who is January Masters? I don’t understand why you’d let a child run your company.” SS, as he knew it, was important to Gwen and all he knew about the replacement was that they were a homegrown American. The wikipedia page wasn’t far from the truth. “Reth... An Otherworlder who arrived and first set foot on your land. Since then, we’ve walked the same path for centuries and crossed many times.” He hated explaining this to her. The words sounded wrong. “We’ve worked together and have been partners for longer than most... You’re home.”

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nysawalsh‌:

Nysa would have liked to use something like that, but she knew that if she fed properly for her species she could maintain the youthful look she was so proud of. “These looks are all-natural then? That’s good to know.” Nysa shamelessly flirted out of a combination of habit and boredom. The field stretched out before them and he was right, it would be good land to build something like he was planning on. And it wasn’t far away from town so wouldn’t have a problem getting people to come. “You will be covering a wide range of things though and therefore might start up a little competition with someone or maybe more than one.” But, his idea was too specific to be in complete competition with someone here. “You can name one of those zones after me as a thank you.” Nysa winked, smirking in amusement. 

“I spent some summers in Lethe as a child, but I never lived here full time.” Nysa explained and told the truth for once, it was something a good part of the town remembered and already knew themselves. Including her relation to her cousins. “No, there’s nothing I need from here.” She waved him off casually. Nysa had never lived a sentimental life before and she was not about to start merely because the trees they carved on as children were still standing on the other side of the clearing. Perhaps she would steal something later. Though, it was a thought she did not wish to entertain too much. 

Pierce grimaced and let out an amused chuckle. If he didn’t have his empathy, he’d be lost between taking it as a compliment or an insult. “Yeah, some people are just blessed.” This town was small so he imagined that there weren’t many to choose from, so he wasn’t surprised to run into at least one person who found him appealing. Sometimes, all it took was to be a little different, in business and in life. He shrugged at her. “A little competition can be healthy and I’m not worried about it. People shouldn’t take things too seriously.” Liberty was just a way for him to pass some time. He was focused on searching for his daughter. “I would, but I don’t know if my child would enjoy that. I don’t want her to get any wrong ideas.”

“Oh, then you have one on me. I’ve never even heard of Lethe until recently...” If he was being honest, he preferred the world outside of Lethe. He could understand the desire to be safe, but if people shut themselves out, they missed out on plenty of opportunities. Humans were cruel, but he didn’t believe that they needed to hide to the extent that Letheans did. “It’s a pretty small place, seven miles or something, kind of like San Francisco, but with less people and less entertainment. Unless you can prove me wrong... Can you show me around?”

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gwendolynwade‌:

Gwendolyn felt sick. It was worse than the time she was confronted by her sister and she didn’t know why. Not knowing and being clueless was one of the many things the hybrid hated the most. Vulnerability wasn’t her and being in the dark was the last thing she’d ever want. Being a Riverborn was enough and having to encounter obstacles such as this was infuriating on Gwen. “Reth.” she repeated as his fae name rolled off her tongue with a sense of familiarity. It posed no threat, but it left a taste in her mouth that made her feel like she was missing out on such vital information. 

Once her people had left, she powered down and remained still. She couldn’t bring herself to leave, not after the way Pierce presented himself. He knew things she didn’t know and she didn’t want to part ways without knowing what it was. It wasn’t until he said her real name that she was at a loss for words—even Drucilla knew better than to call her that. “What!?” she blurted out as her tone was filled with anger and confusion. She turned around and was about to cuss him out when she was met with complete silence. She wanted to tell him that she wasn’t running, that this wasn’t a front…She was just confused? Upset? Hurt? If he was someone important to her then why was he here now after all this time? Taking a deep breath, Gwendolyn covered her face with her hands and exhaled deeply. “Don’t call me that.” She was trying to remain composed, but it was slowly tearing away as she was losing patience. “And talk about what exactly?!”

Very few people actually knew him on Earth and he used to prefer it that way. If he had no attachments here then he’d be able to go home, but getting back to his sister was a distant memory. He found irreplaceable connections on earth that he couldn’t imagine being without, which was why he went to the trouble of even coming to this small town. In his opinion, there were better places to be, but with his daughter so close to being found and Gwen here, he couldn’t just leave without putting in some effort. The fae could feel her conflicting emotions; some of them were similar to the ones she had the last time they met. He lowered his eyes and tried not to let her see that he was worried. 

“I thought you went and died.” He knew that she didn’t like that name, but that was the one that he knew her as. She wore that name when they first met. “I remembered leaving and then the next thing I knew, you were gone and someone replaced you.” Pierce had access to loads of information, but he wasn’t going to sort through the pieces that were directly related to Gwedolyn’s empire. He promised her some privacy and he liked to think that if you respected someone there were lines that you just didn’t cross. “It took me a long time to find you... but I’m not sure that you even wanted me to.”

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shilohseddik‌:

“No, that is true, we live boring, small-town lives. But what’s wrong with a Halloween-themed maze year-round? People love it! People still watch The Nightmare Before Christmas all the time,” he laughed. He had no interest in the movie, but knew many who did. To each their own “Nah man, I don’t have the stamina for it. I’m a hybrid. Maybe if I die and come back as a lich though.” He laughed and was vaguely aware that his humor was disgustingly morbid, but paid it no mind. “I am loving this tour, though. It’s something exciting that Letheans are going to love. There’s a lot of health junkies hiding in our midst, and our gym is just not suitable for supernaturals. This place is rocking it though. You really know your stuff. Did you go to school for it, or do you just have a knack for it?”

Pierce came from a village and there were times when all they would do was travel around. Nothing about that lifestyle was boring so he didn’t understand why people here chose to do less than interesting things, but he couldn’t be too critical of them. Somewhere in this place, his daughter was waiting for him. “I don’t see anything wrong with it. Some places celebrate Christmas all year round... I like to celebrate seasonal changes.” Pierce explained with a slight shrug. “You planning to come back as a lich?” He wondered what the odds of that were. He didn’t know too much about the magic behind those liches. If anything, he’d go and ask around about it later. “I feel like a lot of people have gotten used to blending in with humanity and I don’t see a reason for it in a place that’s supposed to be for non-humans...” He looked over at the other man. “I’m a natural, I guess. Growing up, my friends and I would do whatever we can to keep at the top of our game..”

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gwendolynwade‌:

Gwendolyn didn’t care about the damage or casualties that came with her presence. She’ll either write a cheque or have legal take care of it. She was vexed at this whole situation that all she wanted to do was get her point across and leave. However, judging by how the conversation was going, it wasn’t going to end any time soon. Her flames ignited and rose higher in height, “I don’t care.” she spat out. She will deal with her staff personally. Narrowing her gaze on him, she didn’t like what he was conveying. He was too comfortable with her, saying what he felt, which had to mean that he knew her. However, why couldn’t she remember him? It only frustrated her further that she killed the flames on the whole and took a step back. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” she lied. 

The smirk, the underlying threat, it only fueled her anger as she clenched her fists tightly. “Mr. Davis, why don’t you say what you really mean rather than fucking around with such smugness.” And with that being said, she sent a blast of dark aura his way out of retaliation for what was said. The hybrid charged towards him and was about to go in with a powerful offensive attack when she stopped completely. Something wasn’t right. She couldn’t bring herself to hurt him and that’s what caused Gwendolyn’s expression to falter into concern. “What…?” she whispered out as she dropped her hands to her side. She took a few steps back and fell silent due to the confusion that consumed her. It reminded her of the exact moment when she became a Riverborn and that was a feeling she hated the most. “Who…?” No, it shouldn’t matter. Whoever he was, he would have told her right away right? He would have known the position she was in. Was he just mind fucking with her right now? Probably. And so that anger that she said aside came again as bluish orange flames engulfed her hands, “Come near me or my people and I won’t spare your life.” And with that, she turned her back on him and began to walk off, but kept the flames ignited just in case he were to try anything.   

Pierceson titled his head back so he could see the top of the flames.  Even if she didn’t have all her memories intact, he was pleased to know that her personality was still the same. She would never admit it, but he always told her that she had a dramatic flair for things. Pierce walked around so the heat wouldn’t settle on just one side of him. It was getting slightly warm. “Ok, we’ll just wait until the rest of them are out of earshot, Ms. Wade.” He walked around her without saying more. They were old beings with egos that most didn’t quite understand, but he knew the bits of herself that she didn’t like to disturb. And when it came to someone challenging her in the way that he was, it was nearly off-limits. Still, however, he wanted her to know who he was and most importantly, he wanted to have partner in crime back. 

“I’ve been direct with you and with them. I know they’re capable, but they’ve never tangled with me before.” He didn’t move when the dark aura hit him with a threat and he continued to stand his ground when she charged him. Gwendolyn was a powerful hybrid, but he liked to believe that he was worth more than being cut or broken down into kindling for her temper. “Reth, but people know me as Pierceson Davis. You already knew that though.” He continued to grin. She knew a lot about him, but nothing at all. PIerceson Davis was as much of a lie as someone as old as someone like him needed the identity to be. 

The fae raised his arms and turned his hands at the wrist. The air seemed to buzz and crack audibly before the metal door to the battle zone closed, momentarily separating Gwen from her staff members. “You’re talking out of your ass with an empty threat like that. Are you really going to run from this? That looks worse, Jia Li... If your goal is to make an example out of me then do it. My goal is to talk to you, but going through your secretary just wasn’t quick enough. ”

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shilohseddik‌:

Shiloh couldn’t help but grin. “Nonsense, with their blood pumping they’ll be fine! Besides, put up some people to remind them to get back on track, a werewolf or vampire here and there to ‘scare’ them into doing their duties. With the fangs and the snarls, they’ll want to get the hell out and will do anything to get to the finish line,” he joked. 

"Y’all don’t seem to have enough excitement out here.” He laughed and shook his head. “I could hire trainers to scare them into shape. If the ‘monsters’ weren’t real and just average people, this obstacle course would seem more like a Halloween maze.” Pierce shook his head at Shiloh. “How about you though? You gonna try out the course after it’s done?”

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gwendolynwade‌:

Gwendolyn didn’t like the premonitions that came her way. After a year of being washed up from the river, she grew accustomed to her gifts of divination. However, lately it’s been proven difficult to control as something or someone was said to come. Today had to be it, seeing as she felt a wave of chaos wash over her and it didn’t help that her staff was crying wolf. “We have a perfectly arranged obstacle course back in SS and yet you all decide to fuck around here?!?” The CEO of Silver Security continued ranting on as she was escorted out of her Escalade. 

Entering Liberty’s common grounds, Gwen headed straight to their combat zone and noticed that her longtime bodyguard was being shot with airsoft pellets. “Zachariah!” she called out to the lich, unamused by the fact that he was defeated and down on the ground. “Fucking hell…” Time to take matters into her own. Therefore with one swift hand motion, Gwen muttered an incantation as a blast of aura went towards the airsoft rifle. “All of you leave now.” she commanded as she approached the individual. Pierceson Davis. She’s well aware of the top 1%, but this encounter didn’t feel right and this strange feeling was eating her up. 

Ignoring it completely, she distracted herself by watching Zachariah struggling to get up, but the rest of her team decided to assist him onto his two feet. With a glare of betrayal, it was enough for him to know that he was going to hear an earful from the Wade heiress. He’s been her guard ever since her adoption and the fact that he was incapable of defending himself made Gwen uneasy as she assessed Pierce’s profile. Why was she feeling a sense of familiarity? A headache was surely coming along, but not once did she crack under pressure as she stared at the other all unfazed and composed. “I was initially going to decline the help, but now I’m reconsidering. How about you fuck off and quit taking my staff as target dummies.” With a snap of her fingers, blue-ish orange flames surrounded them in a circle as it was now evident that she was beyond angry with what occurred. “Do I make myself clear?” 

He couldn’t hear her yells, but the buzzing in his earpiece told him exactly where Gwendolyn was coming from. From the sounds of things, his staff felt like the guest of honour was going to make a mess of things. Pierceson was counting on it. He heard a lot about Lethe. If what he heard was true then Gwendolyn Wade was a Riverborn, and he couldn’t work with that. Luckily, he knew the best way to deal with this problem, and he was starting with phase one of his plans. 

Pierce continued to shoot at Zachariah. Every few seconds he would hit the same spot, and he didn’t stop until Gwen blew the rifle from his hand. “Well, that’s one way to make an entrance, Miss Wade.” He smirked at her and watched as Gwen’s wounded dogs limped away. They shouldn’t have invited him to join their rounds or challenged him. Just because his face fit the role of a spoiled, old money brat, it didn’t mean that he’d abandoned the man called Reth. He could feel Gwen’s uncertainty even when she wore such a fearsome expression. 

Her uneasiness and familiarity toward him told Pierce that the first phase was going well. “They came to me, ma’am, and I was invited to participate.” He scoffed. “You know...” He glanced around at the circle of flames. Was that supposed to intimidate him? “Losing in an airsoft match isn’t going to make them look weaker... Just like how your flames aren’t going to make you look any stronger.” Pierce knew what she was capable of. She didn’t remember him, obviously, but they met before the fall of her empire.  “Why don’t you say what you really mean? Don’t put on a front. That frustration isn’t all about your staff.” The man knew she’d read this as impudence, but he really didn’t have time to flatter her. He needed her to remember, or at the very least, get to to a less ‘disappointing’ state. 

“Put the flames away or I’ll be forced to be a bad host.” He leaned to the side a bit to take a look at Gwen’s staff. “They’re still on my property, Miss Wade, and he’s a lich, yeah?” His smirk widened into a mischievous grin. “I got my collection of loyal followers too.”

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nysawalsh‌:

Nysa wasn’t sure what drew her to the field. She remembered this place from the summers she spent here as a child. Chasing after Xander and Julian, wanting to keep up with them, even when they became annoyed their younger girl cousin was always tagging along. But for some reason, she took the small hike out here to see if it changed. Nope, it was still exactly the same. There was a tree over on the other side of the clearing with her name on it and her height marked out. On another tree was a curse word Xander had carved when he was a bold little child. The field might not have changed, but she sure had. Nysa no longer was the innocent child she had been, she fully embraced her lamia side and proudly had a stained past.

But, there was someone else in the field that day, someone she didn’t recognize. Nysa approached him and smirked in amusement when he talked of plans to build some complex out here. “Magic lotion? Sounds great, hook me up if you got any.” She laughed. “I wouldn’t do another range, this town isn’t big enough for more than one of those. But a training course, even a paintball place, or obstacle course would be interesting.” Nysa would never be considered sentimental and though she would mourn the tree bearing her name, she’d easily get over it. There were so many other things for her to put her name on.

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“I don’t use any of that. I’m all-natural.” Pierceson chuckled and pulled his jacket, adjusting how it sat on his frame. He turned his attention back to the field. His life wasn’t going to crumble if he made the wrong choice on this. Liberty was just a fun side project and was probably the closest thing to a new hobby for him. Pierce was just throwing money around for some entertainment. “Well, I’ve got the range down, a few paintball and airsoft zones. I have a few training areas, but you know, nothing specific. I’m not trying to compete with anyone.” If he went too far, he bet that the gym in town wouldn’t be very happy with him. “I don’t have a training or an obstacle course yet, so I’ll take that into account.”

He turned to face her. “Are you from around here? I haven’t fenced up this part yet.” Pierce could feel her amusement but also something else, something heavier. “If you have something that you want to take around here, now would be a good time, before I fix this place up for what I need.” He didn’t need any of the trees on this part of the property. He’d probably call in someone to clear it completely so he could have a blank canvas to work on. 

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shilohseddik‌:

As a native (and lover) of Lethe, Shiloh was rather interested in this new business of Pierceson’s. He’d come in and asked for a tour this afternoon, and since he knew a lot of people here and there he offered some advices of what to put, utilize, change, etc. “What kind of lotion would that be?” he asked surprisingly easily. “I like the obstacle course idea, its very… militaristic. Gives me deja vu almost, a good memory here and there. Like a playground but for supernatural-adults. It’ll be great no matter what you do, though.” Shiloh coughed into his right arm, the arm opposite of where Pierceson was standing. He wasn’t contagious, just a hybrid. 

"No clue. Something that keeps people in shape, I guess. Maybe the witches have something for everyone.” He didn’t really think so, but he wasn’t going to ignore how innovative they could be. Mortality made people creative. “If I go with the obstacle course, I’ll need to figure out a way to change the parts without tearing it all down. I want to keep it fresh. We’ve got people who have seen everything and people who think they have.” Of course, considering the fact that there weren’t any humans here, he knew that he’d have to go big. “Can’t see people going to use it during autumn or winter. I mean you’re already coughing up a lung.”

[khclfvni]

date: October 2020 location: Liberty, Combat Zone 1 - Urban, Airsoft time: Noon

He knew that the big guy had already called out a hit, but still he continued to fire at the guard. The airsoft pellets hit the same spot again and again as if Pierceson was practising accuracy and precision. He repeated this until the guard dropped down to the floor. The guard covered the back of his head and neck with his hands. Clearly, he was surrendering, but Pierce didn’t let up. He stood over the guard and looked down at him with a toothy grin. This wasn’t good,  but the point was he wanted the guard’s boss to know. Surely someone in the Silver Security team had crawled back to Gwendolyn Wade with their tail between their legs. 

“Ok, buddy, you won’t be needing this anymore.” He pulled a velcro pocket open from the guard’s pants to retrieve some more ammo for himself. Pierce reloaded his airsoft rifle and looked toward the entranceway to the Combat Zone. Another competitor had arrived. He pressed his lips together into a crooked smile. Finally, the guest of honour had arrived. “Miss Wade, how can I help you today?” He asked as he fired more pellets into the downed guard. “Here to join in on their practice run?”

@gwendolynwade

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date: October 2020 location: Liberty, Open fields time: Mid-Afternoon

Taking on the name and identity of Pierceson Davis was a relatively new development, but with all the work he put in, he was as real as the poor man he took it from. As he walked up and down the field, he decided not to think more about the original; he didn’t want to think poorly of the dead man he was thankful toward.  If he had a misfortune of facing them as a lich or a Riverborn, he wasn’t sure what he was going to do. All he knew was that none of his options were going to be pretty. 

Eh. 

He’d cross that bridge later. At the moment, he was more interested in the open fields in front of him. With what he was trying to offer, he had a few ideas for the space, but he didn’t want to talk to a wall. “This spot’s good for plenty of things, but I can’t pick what to go with. I could put another combat zone or another range... Maybe an obstacle coarse or an all-purpose outdoor training area, but I don’t know. I don’t know if people here get jazzed for new ways of fitness.” He paused and glanced at the other person. “Do people just use magic lotion instead? You know, around here. Don’t tell me that putting in the work isn’t a thing here.” He smirked.