An American Werewolf in London

Now I'm making waves and craters now Tell me, tell me, who's gonna restrain me now?

[lil-samson]

athxna-wood​:

Athena wasn’t exactly sure what to call her relationship with Lil at this point, but the fact that she had extended the invitation to her and Oliver even though she had only been going because her boss would be in attendance made Athena smile. Of course she had been honest about having a nephew with the other, but she didn’t exactly describe the entire situation. It felt like a lot to dump onto someone she was hoping to pursue. Even if it wasn’t a date, Athena figured she should still look presentable. After showering and fixing her hair, Athena put on a nice outfit that was casual but suitable to make a good impression. Oliver insisted on wearing his favorite yellow sweater and a nice pair of slacks, which she couldn’t argue with. He did look positively adorable in them, after all. 

It was easier to meet her there, especially since Athena was bringing Oliver. Of course, she was nervous about introducing the pair, knowing the truth wasn’t all out on the table just yet. Oliver loved meeting new people, typically, but it was different when you were three and loved everyone and everything. Did Lil even like kids? Well, she must not mind them, if she was inviting the both of them. Regardless, she was trying to hide her nerves as they headed to the carnival. It was pretty early on in the festivities, since all of the family events were taking place in the beginning while there was still light out. “Look at the rides!” Oliver excitedly giggled, pointing to some of them in the distance. “We’ll go on some, I promise,” Athena chuckled, adjusting Oliver on her hip. It was inevitable that he’d get tired if she made him walk too much, so until she found Lil she’d carry him the way. It didn’t take too long to recognize the other, picking her out in a crowd. 

“Long time no see, stranger,” she laughed softly, setting Oliver down beside her, who was excited to introduce himself. “My name is Oliver. I’m three!” In typical kid fashion, he held up three fingers as if Lil needed a visual. “Oliver, this is auntie’s friend, Lil. This is my nephew,” she gestured to the young boy, looking back at Lil, trying to mask her nervousness.

@lil-samson​

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Lil was a nervous, which was never a great sign. It wasn’t as if she had to impress Athena it seemed like she liked Lil well enough. However, there was a nervous energy still there. Had she been to forward? Would Athena’s nephew not like her or what if his parents found out she was a werewolf and that caused tension. 

Lil normally would have run away with this many questions, but well it wasn’t a good option. After all, she did want to spend time with Athena and meet Oliver. So instead she had spent the morning carefully selecting her clothes making sure her sweater didn’t have any stains on it. She’d carefully smoothed out curls that were too wild and left her hair down. She’d even put a little bit of makeup on.

When she found Athena and the little boy she was fairly sure was Oliver though she started to relax when she found both of them smiling. 

“Hey, glad you could find me in this crowd” She said to Athena with a smile. Looking  to Oliver she smiled at him as well at his introduction and said, “Hello Oliver. It’s very nice to meet you. ”  She lowered herself a little so she wouldn’t be too tall to the boy  held her hand out to Oliver, as if he was a proper grown up, knowing that the kids she knew back home usually got a kick out of it. 

Her tone didn’t change exactly, but it was warmer than she usually was to other people. Athena may have missed it, given that Lil was comfortable with the other, but someone who knew Lil professionally would have caught it. 

Glancing at Athena she gave her a small smile and laughed. “Sorry Athena I didn’t shake your hand.” 

[lil-samson]

@damoclesssword​

“Okay but if you do need me let me know okay? I shouldn’t be very far out of earshot and you wouldn’t be bothering me at all. You gotta promise me right now that you will get me if you are in trouble,” Lil said looking directly at  Damocles. 

She didn’t know why she had gotten the bravery of asking Athena to the Carnival, well she sort of understood how. Lil had more so wondered if Athena was going, and then it slipped out that she wanted to hang out with the other. She had further thought about the other’s little nephew and how much fun it could be and - well now she was here. She usually didn’t put in so much effort for an event - only enough to make sense for whatever it was. So the makeup she as wearing and her taming her curls to make them lay nicely was odd. 

She’d let Damos know about Athena and Oliver, and it was working out better than she thought it was. Still it didn’t mean she was less nervous about it. She was never glued to him, but she usually kept his movements around a party in the back of her brain. 

“I’ll make you pinky promise if I have too Damos.” 

[lil-samson]

eveabbott​:

Eve was glad in that moment that there was no one around. She was glad that there were no cameras or gawking spectators because it allowed her to be Eve instead of Evelyn Abbott. Or, as Lillian had put it, Evie.

She had been called Evie a few times over the years - it wasn’t a stretch for those who were familiar enough to call her Eve - but it hit differently hearing it in Lil’s voice again. Tears began to well up in Eve’s eyes, but none fell. There were a million questions that probably should’ve been filling up her head in that moment, but instead of questioning how or why, Eve simply stepped forward and hugged her cousin. Not the gentle, polite hug that she usually gave when greeting old friends, but the kind where she held on so tightly she couldn’t help but bury her face into Lil’s hair. There, in the comfort of Lillian’s brown curls, a few tears slipped out.

It took her a few minutes, but she did eventually pull away. As she did, she wiped her cheeks to clear whatever was left. An undeniably gleeful smile was plastered on her face as she chose to focus on the present rather than the lost time. “What, um-” Eve shook her head slightly to refocus and her gaze shifted to the bottles. “What are you here for?”

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Lil didn’t know what she was expecting. Maybe she was expecting anger, after all of these years - maybe in her deepest heart it was what she was afraid of. She shouldn’t have been.  Anger would have made sense to Lil, it wasn’t the worst feeling that she could have experienced. 

No it was how Eve just rushed to hug her, tears in her eyes that caused her heart to break for a second frozen there. Lil had thought that years would have made her little cousin grow resentful, and maybe she did but she couldn’t have expected that someone had missed her so much to hold her like - well family. 

Lil wasn’t much of a hugger. It wasn’t something that she did very often as an adult, because she didn’t really like most people getting that close to her. 

However after  a moment Lil moved to wrap around Evie her hand going to her head gently stroking the hair there like she used too. She was taller now, but it was still her little cousin. It was familiar in the way that old pictures were, an old melody of a song you don’t quite remember the words too but knew who last sang it to you. 

When Eve pulled away again Lil expected a question about - well how she was alive. Anger when she realized she was alive and not just a ghost in front of her. 

She didn’t expect the question she got and for a second Lil wavered, a small laughter at the absurdity. A small knife twisting that she had spent so much time thinking that this would be harder. Lil wasn’t built for these conflicting emotions. 

“Uh - Sorry. I’m not laughing at you - Getting some rose water and violet oil for my boss. What are you looking for?” 

[lil-samson]

beeavery​:

 Brenton tried to imagine how he would feel if it was Eve who had disappeared and reappeared now as a werewolf. He would want to know, wouldn’t he? No matter how much time had passed he would still consider her family and want to know that she was alive. Then again, he couldn’t begin to understand the hell Lil had been through. He had no illusions that it was an easy life, even if she had found employment in Belby who surely kept things reasonably comfortable for her. Brenton had always thought the chaos of being a werewolf was something he could feel quite at home in but he also knew the main reason for going into such detail on their transformation at Uagadou was to emphasise how very different it was to being an animagus. Even with the potion that allowed them to keep their minds, much the way an animagus could, the transformation was neither smooth nor painless, nor did it wait until the wix was ready to relinquish their human form. Brenton had no chance of empathising but he could at least acknowledge that it was Lil’s secret to keep from Eve if she so wished.

“It’s your choice. I won’t tell her I saw you, if you don’t want me to but I don’t think that you’re giving her much chance to let you back in by not telling her.” He tapped his fingers against a wall, letting out some excess energy. It felt like the conversation was more or less over, given he didn’t really want to delve into questioning her about where she had been or what she had been up to or anything else that was a little too familiar for cousins of cousins who hadn’t seen each other since they were teenagers. “I’m going to go and find my date.” Or maybe someone else. He wasn’t too fussed if it was Liza he ran into first or if it was Antonin or maybe even Walden to try and convince away from Percy but he didn’t need to say anything about that to Lil. “Tell Belby I’ve got what he was looking for. I can get in touch about prices in the week if he’s still interested.”

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 Lil found that people never really knew what they may do when the time came to make a choice. People had ideals, sure she was willing to allow for that, but at the end of the day when the life boats were out there wasn’t really a moral choice. There wasn’t any way to stop the harshness of what happened to her. She was half here and half gone. Asking a loved one to deal with that was something that she chose wasn’t what she wanted. 

At his words she looked up and nodded slightly visibly calming down.  “Thank you.” Lil said softer then she usually would. “I don’t know if I will, but - well I didn’t know she was over here either.” 

Lil nodded not stopping Brenton from going away, glad that he didn’t want to know more if she was honest. A lot of people were curious if they weren’t put off with what she was, and well she’d never been much for sad stories. “I’ll let him know. Although I can almost promise whatever it is he probably is interested.” 

[lil-samson]

eveabbott​:

who: @lil-samson​ where: Carkitt Market when: late afternoon, January 22nd, 1983

Eve wished it was a day where people were moving all around her. She would’ve loved to have seen the market full of bustling patrons, humming around as she strolled through the crowd in a dreamlike pace. On certain days she used a cloaking spell and did just that in order to enjoy the simply pleasures of meandering and eavesdropping without having to worry about press, but that wasn’t the case today.

Today rain poured down heavily, as it did often on the great island, leading to few patrons and a empty Carkitt Market. It only lead to Eve watching them closer as she peered out from under her heavily enchanted pitch black umbrella. As her hazel eyes poked out from their place of safety, Eve came across a sight she’d only imagined in her dreams over the years.

She kept her distance as she followed the brunette into the shop. After all the time that had passed, she had to be sure it was her before she said anything. The shop door closed behind her and Eve closed her umbrella, giving her an unobstructed view of the woman that was now mindfully engaging in browsing a nearby isle.

“Lil?”

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Lil liked when the world seemed a little more quiet than normal. It wasn’t the woods - really she was still around people but with the rain people were less likely to look at her. After all she was just picking up bits and pieces she didn’t really want to get stared at today. Even though it was cold enough that most of her scars were covered, it never hurt that there were less wix to perceive her. 

She was focused on the shelves, knowing that at least this shopkeeper didn’t mind her as she tried to find the bottles she needed. She even waved slightly at them and saw a nodded back. Maybe it was the weather, or the fact of routine but Lil barely heard the bell jingle of another customer. She probably wouldn’t have noticed them unless they had come closer really so engaged with the finding the potion ingredient she wanted. 

 Moving to pick up a bottle she heard her name ring out and for a moment she was confused still turning to face the other. 

Lil stilled as she saw the other woman. She probably wouldn’t have recognized her if she hadn’t seen the daily prophet. When Brenton had said she was over her - well Lil had checked and seen the other in the paper. She had said it was so she could have avoided her - from this very reason but really she wanted to see her little cousin. Still there were things she could see that made her remember Evie. Age didn’t change how postured she was or the look in her eyes.

She supposed she had been an adult last time she’d seen her, so really she shouldn’t have been surprised she’d recognized her. 

“ - Evie?” Lil didn’t know what else to say suddenly feeling her scars again and the years that were between them as she quickly put the bottle down.

[lil-samson]

athxna-wood​:

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Athena could have given more scenarios to choose from, but she didn’t want to overwhelm the other, or make herself seem crazy since she saw too many situations like this in her time hanging by bars. It also wasn’t a cute first impression to give off the idea that she pretended to date a lot of people she met at bars. She couldn’t help that she was so good in those situations, though. They practically called out to her, which was why she was always ready to jump in with a preset scenario. “Well, swing and a miss, my friend.”

There was no reason to even try to hold back the laugh that came from her lips at the idea of the man having a god complex. He probably did, she assumed. “That sounds about right. Most men I’ve met tend to have those thoughts. Never really works out the way they want them too, though.” Her brows rose, wondering just what the woman meant by the other solution being she get kicked out. “No problem… But, I want to know that ending.”

“Athena. I don’t normally agree with people when they seem to think they owe me, but I could make an exception,” she smirked, chuckling. “No, not that bar. I’ve got a couple in mind we could go to, unless you’ve got a preference.” The drink, Athena didn’t really care about. It was getting to know the woman, that she was interested in. What better chance to do so than at a bar where they could have an actual private conversation?

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“Did a little more than that. The ump called it about three swings before the last attempt. Probably threw the bat into the crowd” Lil said her face wavering from her fake seriousness to a laugh. 

Lil raised her eyebrow and shook her head laughing, “Oh no I know what a conspiracy to commit a crime is. If you want to implicate me you’ll have to try another way to do that. Besides we’ve just met. I’d hardly want that to be your first impression.” 

“Nice to meet you Athena,” Lil said nodding slightly at the others name. She wondered idly if maybe she knew Artemis but she figured even though it was a bit amusing she kept meeting greek goddesses that it was probably just a coincidence.  “I’d appreciate if you would make an exception. I don’t have a preference in bars.” 

[lil-samson]

beeavery​:

lil-samson​:

Lil wanted to just run, but now the cat was out of the bag in someways. She needed to at least convince Brenton that the party wouldn’t be the best way to do it if she was going to talk to Evie. 

God could she? After everything she wanted to stay put but thinking that her mama could know what happened still struck fear into her. Lil wasn’t under the impression that what had happened wouldn’t be considered her fault, or that her parents wouldn’t try something. They might have been a world away but suddenly they felt to close for comfort. 

Lil’s eyes looked around making sure that it wasn’t a trap although she didn’t think Brenton would think to do that - hell he thought she was dead. She was dead really. 

“Werewolf.” Lil said simply. “ I’m a werewolf. Thats what the scars are. The day I disappeared was a full moon and I was getting - doesn’t matter anymore. I was bitten.” Her hand ended up in her hair pushing it back as she tried to make more sense. 

“I couldn’t have gone back home without being locked up or worse so I ran. I - she was a kid. I couldn’t expect her to - do anything. It would have dragged her into it and I know I’d be a scandal now. Most of the wizards here don’t know pureblood that are outside the US so I figured I could stay here. Then Damocles was asking for volunteers for the wolfsbane potion and I stayed. I’ll fuck up her life if she knows about me Brenton.”

The initial reaction was one of shock, it not having been something he might have guessed but as that faded away, there was no disgust or horror. There had been a werewolf at one of his schools. Macquarie Island. Everyone knew, even though it was never said where they went for Full Moon nights but they weren’t treated any differently. It was just normal by the time Brenton started there. He’d also had a wider education on the creatures than simply those lessons he’d caught during DADA at Hogwarts about how killing them was the only defence against them. Uagadou, for one, had been incredibly informative.

But he knew what the general feeling about them was and for that reason he understood her concerns. He’d been in those lessons at Hogwarts, after all. He’d heard how classmates in the US and Canada talked about them (how he had once thought of them, back when he didn’t understand them). He also knew, now, how werewolves were used in the war. The reputation of them being sided with the Dark Lord was not unwarranted and Brenton had seen some of their work first-hand. He wondered if Lil had got caught up in any of that — would he know if she had? Probably not. Then again, that didn’t seem so likely with her hanging around with the likes of Belby. He had been a bit like a puppy sitting on the counter when he knew he shouldn’t when he had come to buy that dragon’s egg. Not the sort of person Brenton imagined to keep Lil around if she was doing the Dark Lord’s work as well as his.

“No you won’t,” he said, eventually. “If you’re on wolfsbane, then how could you? You’re not going to bite Evie and it’s none of the public’s business who she spends time with in private.” He knew it wasn’t the easiest. Her life was scrutinised in a way Brenton wouldn’t be able to stand. “Of course you couldn’t do anything then but both of you made it here, didn’t you? You’re family. She’d want to know.”

Lil wasn’t paying attention to how the other looked at her. It was a defense mechanism in a lot of ways, not looking at other’s faces to see what they saw made it easier. People’s words didn’t always match their looks and sometimes it was nicer to hear the words lie than deal with the truth in their face. 

At his words Lil thought they were much kinder than they should have been and it confused her. Her eyes darting up without her thinking about it. She had - for more of her life than not been told of how dangerous she was. There had been few people who had been cautiously optimistic about it - she was pretty sure most of those were fools though. 

She didn’t take Brenton as a fool but she wasn’t quite what to consider his words. Maybe she could have been kept away from the public eye - but well secrets came out. The what ifs swirled through her mind. She was on the run for longer than she’d ever been settled and the idea that it wouldn’t come back to bite her seemed foreign. 

That and if she was being honest, she wasn’t the same person that she was. She’d never been sweet - but a lot of her trust had been broken. Her kindness smashed and the bits of her love crumbled. Her hands were scarred and the best bits of her were pushed to the side to survive for so long she wasn’t sure she’d ever get them back.

“I’m not who I was,” Lil said softly her eyes looking away not liking to say it. “She wouldn’t recognize me even if she met me again and who knows if I would with her. You got to be her family, Brenton. You got to see her grow up and be there. I didn’t. You don’t just get to walk back into someone’s life. Even if you’re family. When I left I left. I didn’t want to but it doesn’t make a difference.” 

[lil-samson]

athxna-wood​:

…

Athena knew when to play it cool, but the look she threw the man was still satisfactory. The expression he had given her afterward was worth it, remembering how confused and disappointed he looked as they made their way out. Just knowing that she confused a simple minded man made her smirk to herself. Following closely behind the woman, Athena resisted the urge to look over her shoulder and see if he was still there. 

“I think we’ve shook him loose. But just in case…” Athena put a hand on the woman’s upper back, stepping closer to her as they walked. She only kept it there long enough to convince her that if he was following them, he’d get the point by now. “Too much? Anyway, I think it went well, no?” Turning her head ever so slightly to meet the woman’s gaze, Athena smiled, this time more innocently. “So what was his deal? Ex? Obsessed potential love interest?”

Of course, she was only joking, but she was rather curious. If she was going to cover for someone who obviously wanted nothing to do with a suitor, she at least wanted to know what she saved them from. “Give me something to work with, here.”

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 Lil hadn’t expected for the other to come closer and for a moment she almost tensed until she heard her words and relaxed. Especially the fact that the other wasn’t at all scary or a threat - which wasn’t something Lil thought a lot if she was honest. She didn’t dwell on the thought happy to be out of the bar and visibly relaxing. 

Lil gave a bark of a laugh at the question, “I mean I think it worked and I’ve got to thank you anyway even if you seem to have enjoyed making him uncomfortable and I don’t mind. I think he’s got the point.” 

At the question she snorted at the though. “No I don’t think either of those. I think he saw me alone and thought I was better than nothing and was shooting his shot. He was just - well annoying with it. He seemed to think the more the talked about his job the more I would want to go home with him. I think he had one of those god complexes that he couldn’t handle someone not being interested or he saw it as a challenge. Kept telling him I wasn’t interested and my only other solution was going to get me kicked out so thank you. I rather like that pub.” 

Rubbing the back of her neck she looked at the other and laughed, “I’m Lil by the way. I think I owe you a drink although probably not at that bar.” 

[lil-samson]

eliaslxna​:

Even with all of Elias’ years living on God’s Earth, his friendship with Lilian was one of his weirdest ones yet. If you could even call it a friendship. There weren’t really a ton of words to describe what happens after a vampire arrests a werewolf for possibly being a miscreant, causing the vampire to look after the werewolf just in case she gets into trouble again. “I guess that’s not at all impossible.” Time was very much on Lilian’s side here. 

He was glad to see Lilian sitting down without a fight. Maybe it was just him, but he thought that she wasn’t as angsty as she was. Perhaps the fatigue finally settled in and she was too tired to fight. It’s for the best for her own sake, really. Without another word, he went to Matilda and ordered both of them tea. He trusted her enough not to bolt so he no longer felt the need to constantly glance back at her. With the promise that the two will be promptly served, Elias joined the werewolf once more.

Lilian’s words surprised him a little. “It’s nothing. I wanted something to warm me up anyway. Might as well that you join me.” Elias has long forgotten what a proper tea should taste like but he did appreciate its warmth.

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“Glad to know you think so highly of our blossoming friendship,” Lil said with a laugh. Even if it wavered it seemed like teasing Elias did make her at least a bit more normal than she had been feeling. 

Even sitting there she felt more normal than she had. She felt more human than the stares she’d been given. Maybe that was why he’d dragged her here but she could have been reading into it. After all, she barely remembered being fully human - she wasn’t sure how much Elias did and it felt rude to ask. Still, there was a feeling of calm of being treated if not as a human at least like a person. 

She raised her eyebrow a little at his words taking a sip of her own tea, she’d grown fond of tea over here. Still she wasn’t going to insist that he was being out of his way nice if he didn’t want to admit it. 

“Do you get cold then? That might be a dumb question but I never really knew. I guess it would make sense.” Werewolves - even as feared as they were weren’t all that different than humans most days of the month. She still got cold and needed food and water like most everyone else. 

[lil-samson]

athxna-wood​:

…

Just because Athena was doing the other a favor didn’t mean that she couldn’t have a bit of fun personally. While she had no idea if the other was actually interested in women or not, she did intend to find out by the end of the night. Not to say that she had any plans of taking her home, or trying to go to hers, but she was sure that their conversation would be able to help her gauge the answer she needed, especially if this man was going to sit there all night and wait for them to retire conversation. 

“You know what… I normally only carry enough for a drink or two, but if we’re staying for a bit longer, perhaps we should prepare for that,” Athena nodded with a light smirk, chugging half of her drink once the bartender had brought it over. Taking out a small satchel, she left enough to cover the drink she had ordered, before turning to the other. “I don’t think they’d mind if we came back. But of course, we could always head to a different bar, if need be.” One that didn’t have creepy men who didn’t know how to take rejection with pride. 

Adjusting her leather jacket, Athena stuck her hands in her pockets and nodded toward the door. “Won’t take too long. A bit of fresh air might even be nice, on a night like this.” She looked over at the man, acknowledging him for the first time during the entire encounter and just smiled, not saying a word as she headed to the door and made sure her company followed.

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Lil did notice the smirk and for a second thought that perhaps she was going to be in another situation. It did give the other a bit of a trickster vibe, and Lil knew herself enough to know that was dangerous.  Still, the other seemed much better and more fun than the man that was trying to tap her shoulder now.  She was at least more charming, and that might usually end up giving Lilian trouble but at the moment she wasn’t going to think too deeply about it. He seemed confused and wanting to get into the conversation, but Lil figured ignoring the tapping was better than turning around and decking him. 

Finishing her drink in one swoop Lil stood up looking at the other in a silent thank you. 

“I don’t think they will. The guys here are pretty cool, ” Lil said putting her money onto the counter and taking her drink her purse swooped up into one motion as she did so. One so the man didn’t pay the bill and feel obligated to follow them out, and two so she could turn to the bartender and point to the guy as the reason why they were leaving. 

“I also think another bar might be nice too. Getting some fresh air in any case would be nice.” Lil said following after the other and ducking around the man and not looking at him. 

[lil-samson]

beeavery​:

If he hadn’t thought something strange was going on with Lil before, he did once she stopped him looking for Eve. Like she didn’t want Eve to know she was here, alive, in England, at Slughorn’s masquerade ball. Working for Belby. Lil was keeping secrets and it was hard not to wonder how long this had been going on for. There were secrets Brenton had from his family. He didn’t like to keep them and generally wasn’t that good at keeping them from the people who knew him best but sometimes it was best if people didn’t know certain things. Like how Freya shouldn’t know that Brenton was the one to cast the fatal curse against Wilkes. Or how his dad was happier thinking that Brenton and Freya’s second Christmas was just the two of them, and their ma wasn’t involved at all. (And similarly with Thanksgiving). He’d kept Rabastan a secret for a while, too, both because it wasn’t fair to out him but also because he knew he was falling faster than he should and it was easier them not knowing while he tried to parse it out in his head. Disappearing for years without any contact with them, however? That was unimaginable to him.

He followed her outside, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. It didn’t add up with how close he remembered Eve being to Lil in the past. “Why wouldn’t you want her to know?” That felt like the most pressing issue to him. He didn’t really care where she had been or what she had been doing or why she had come back now. It was Eve he was concerned for and he couldn’t see any reason why she wouldn’t be over the moon to see her cousin again.

Lil wanted to just run, but now the cat was out of the bag in someways. She needed to at least convince Brenton that the party wouldn’t be the best way to do it if she was going to talk to Evie. 

God could she? After everything she wanted to stay put but thinking that her mama could know what happened still struck fear into her. Lil wasn’t under the impression that what had happened wouldn’t be considered her fault, or that her parents wouldn’t try something. They might have been a world away but suddenly they felt to close for comfort. 

Lil’s eyes looked around making sure that it wasn’t a trap although she didn’t think Brenton would think to do that - hell he thought she was dead. She was dead really. 

“Werewolf.” Lil said simply. “ I’m a werewolf. Thats what the scars are. The day I disappeared was a full moon and I was getting - doesn’t matter anymore. I was bitten.” Her hand ended up in her hair pushing it back as she tried to make more sense. 

“I couldn’t have gone back home without being locked up or worse so I ran. I - she was a kid. I couldn’t expect her to - do anything. It would have dragged her into it and I know I’d be a scandal now. Most of the wizards here don’t know pureblood that are outside the US so I figured I could stay here. Then Damocles was asking for volunteers for the wolfsbane potion and I stayed. I’ll fuck up her life if she knows about me Brenton.”

[lil-samson]

gwenlockhart​:

…

She watched the woman’s eyes flick around the room, falling on various plants around her greenhouse.  “Oh, do you want to –” she wiped her dirty hand across her nose again, smearing more dirt across her face.  “do you want to look around a bit?  I’ve got lots of cool varieties around, and you look like someone who knows how to respect them.”  She shrugged.  “or if you’re in a hurry, feel free to come back whenever you want.  I always have time for a follow plant lover.”

She nodded, glad that Damocles had some wise people around him.  He was doing really cool, really important work, and when you were doing that really cool and really important work it was extra important to be surrounded by people with good vibes.  She didn’t know Lil at all, but she would trust her with her greenhouse and there wasn’t a higher compliment she could give someone.  “Hi Lil, I’m Gwen.”  She grinned at her.  “It’s totally fine.  Do you want to come help me clip it?  Watch Simon, my Devil’s Snare, as you come back.  He’s very friendly.”

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“Oh - could I? I don’t want to be a snoop,” Lil said her even as she looked at the nearest plant carefully nodding at her words. “Yeah - I should probably head back to Damos so he can get this stuff ready for tomorrow. But you really did a good job back here.” 

“Nice to formally meet you Gwen,” She said and chuckled slightly at her warning making sure to step just outside of Simon’s reach. “Sure. It’s been a long time since I’ve been in a green house it’ll be nice - That’s a good name for a Devil’s snare. He looks like a Simon in any case. You name all the plants?” 

She said it as a question but was pretty sure the answer would be yes. Lil’s eyes traveled around to the plants and she said, “Hey I know this is probably a weird ask but I’ve been going through some almanacs from over here and I can’t find what the British name is for this one plant. It’s called Calamus where I’m from but I can’t find it here. I could have sworn it was a plant here though.”

[lil-samson]

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Elias actually looked embarrassed after being called out for calling her Samson. A first amongst all their interactions. He raised a hand to scratch the back of his head. “It’s a habit. You must understand. Besides, I was born in eh… Well, a different time.” There were just things you don’t shake. Even if you have a century to do so.

“Please. Do tell.” Elias listened intently, genuinely hoping to get something worthwhile, but he only found himself getting disappointed. Elias looked down at his own shoes. True enough, he has worn the pair he was donning before for another occasion, but that was because he doesn’t really bother much with his own fashion. “Does that always apply to women? Because I don’t think that will apply to my situation, unfortunately.”

Elias paused to think about Lilian’s offer to help him find Cordelia. It was a tempting offer, he’d admit. But it would be far too weird for him. Not to mention that no one could know why he was looking for Cordelia. “I appreciate the offer, really. But I think I’ll be okay. Besides, I don’t want to distract you if you’re still looking after your boss.”

“Maybe you should be a blushing flower more often,” Elias said without thinking too much about it. At her compliment, Elias looked down on himself and straightened his vest once more. “Yeah? You think so?” Her answer earned her furrowed brows. “I thought this event had an open invitation? Because if it wasn’t, I doubt I’d be here too.”

“That is I guess an excuse. I was born on a commune does that mean I don’t need to be polite anymore. Because that would be really helpful for me.” She said with a laugh. She wasn’t being serious but it was a lot of fun to tease him. Especially when he wasn’t going to arrest her at a party when she hadn’t done anything. “It’s fine I know we aren’t friends yet. When we are though I’ll expect you to call me Lil.” 

At the question Lil paused to think about it. “Huh. Yeah I’m usually tracking you know my boss. I would guess it would depend. For a ball like this, most people don’t wear new shoes. Your feet would be bleeding by the end of the night. So if this isn’t her first shindig she probably did at least break them in. You may have better luck trying to find her perfume though.”  

Lil nodded not wanting to push. After all it wasn’t really any of her business. “Fair enough.” 

At the comment Lil wasn’t sure how to take it. It seemed like a compliment in how he said it, and it was but it also something she wasn’t sure about. She wasn’t a lady - and honestly that stuck her more than the other nice words he’d said. 

So she left it to answer the question. “Yeah. But to be fair, I’m not up on the latest trends. Still I saw some people here not looking too different to how you look so you should be fine.” 

Lil shrugged not really knowing. “It probably was. I still wouldn’t have gotten an invitation. You’ve got to ave a permeant address for that.” 

[lil-samson]

💕 & 👀

💕 …someone my muse loves.

“I don’t know if I can say this anymore, cause of everything that happened but I really do love Evie. I just didn’t want - she was too young you know. I couldn’t just walk back in her life back then without putting her in danger. ”

👀 …someone my muse likes, but doesn’t trust

“That’s most people I know. I don’t think I trust most people even if I do like them. It took - what seven years for me to trust Damos fully.  Would think the question would be more interesting that way for me at least.” 

[lil-samson]

😒

😒 …someone my muse hates.

“I don’t think I hate anyone I just don’t like most people. There’s a difference. Don’t let people live in your head.” 

[lil-samson]

👑

👑 …someone my muse is jealous of.

“Can’t tell you who I’m not jealous of, if I’m going to be honest. Just a little bit. Most everyone I know’s got something going for them and for a long time I didn’t have that. it’s gotten better, but - you know not having to know when the next full moon is sounds real nice.” 

[lil-samson]

🌿

Lil hadn’t seen the mistletoe of she would have waited for Athena to pass under it instead of matching the other in stride. 

However she didn’t know if Athena had seen it yet and she didn’t want to point it out in case she hadn’t. Lil didn’t want the added pressure of a stupid product of fate. So as long as Athena hadn’t seen it she wouldn’t mention it instead babbling about whatever they had been talking about before. They had paused next to the mistletoe though, and that bit was pretty solidly there in her mind.

Until she saw the blonde’s eyebrow go up slightly and Lil realized she knew too and was waiting to see what Lil would do.  It was a pretty silly thing to pretend about. Lil noticed pretty much everything in her surroundings, and this wouldn’t have been something she was deaf or blind too.

 So with a little roll of her eyes  and a smile she leaned in giving Athena a peck on her lips. “You know you could have just said you saw the mistletoe without stopping. You didn’t have to wait and see if I was going to pretend. ” 

@athxna-wood