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i believe most people are good, and most mamas oughta qualify for sainthood. rhiannon redfield

[lost-boy-andrew]

"And then fire not too long after. I will never survive." Andrew smiled; he appreciated this. Just talking to someone outside the manor who didn't treat him like a monster. Even if he deserved it, it had all gotten exhausting. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about the cigarette or you being nice to me." He offered her the cigarette.

[lxttle-red-rhiannon]

"It will be just like the opening scene of 'Shrek'," she added, trying and failing to grin back. Rhiannon didn't do anything wrong, you know? She tried to not cause trouble. More specifically, she tried not to worry her sister. But after all the bullshit that had happened lately... She was reaching for his evil cigarette. "You better not, I have a reputation to uphold. Thanks-," she added, holding it like she'd never held one before (had she?). Rhiannon steeled herself, thinking totally cool thoughts, before taking a drag and... and totally coughing up her lungs, oh my god! "Fucking hell, dude. That's so gross!"

[mystic-meghan]

"Do you think so? Damn, I was really hoping we could have a sleepover, and I could braid your ratty hair like old times." Meghan knew why Rhiannon hated her. Gwen had been like a sister to her, and so had Rhiannon. She did think it was a dumb choice to confront her so openly. "I don't know that I would fail again, unless someone else is willing to turn into a warlock for Ian. And if I don't?"

[lxttle-red-rhiannon]

"Shut up," she huffed, taking a too brave step closer to her with her pink painted nails curled into her palms. She was so angry at Meghan. Gwen had worked so hard to keep Rhiannon sheltered ever since Founder's Festival, ever since the dome, ever since their mom had... And she'd done a great job, truly, but she didn't need protecting anymore. She wasn't a little kid anymore. It wasn't bad enough that Meghan had totally destroyed her own family, she had poisoned Rhiannon's too. "If you don't, I am going to kick your ass."

[itsluxmorrison]

that sing-song voice only meant that a headache was fast approaching. she groaned to herself when said headache arrived at the bench. families being on friendly terms unfortunately didn't mean lux was exempt from conversations. "maybe...i'll see how i feel about it. it's not like there are any pressing matters to attend to"

[lxttle-red-rhiannon]

"pressing? no... unless you're into flower pressing? that's a pretty fun way to pass the time. and hey, you don't even have to wait for them to come into bloom when you can just-," she waved her hand at the grass around them, magicking up a lovely collection of bright and beautiful flowers. "see? easy peasy. there's loads of other stuff you could be doing too. that's just, like, the tip of the ice berg."

[museinspo]

[paigerambles]

museinspo’s aesthetic series  — romantic.

i don’t want a lukewarm love. i want it to burn my lips and engulf my soul.

[little-leila-lexington]

"I don't want to complain, but it's just not summer without at least one trip to the beach." Leila really was trying to be reasonable, but really, this is why she could get so tired of this town. "You understand, right?" @havensdalestarters

[lxttle-red-rhiannon]

Hot girls could get away with saying anything, couldn't they? Rhiannon was trying to decide if she had a big enough crush on Leila Lexington to let her totally out of touch comment slide. Damn, guess so... "Forsure. I mean, they really missed a beat not setting up cabanas and magicking up a shore line here. Big whomp."

[itsluxmorrison]

this town was suffocating. lux had always thought so even as a child, and being stuck here was her own personal hell come to fruition. she had been about to get out. she had been so close and then it was ripped away from her.

lux lay on a bench in havensdale park, passing the time away like she always did. there needed to be something to entertain her and she'll be damned before she would have anything to do with the magic box.

@havensdalestarters

[lxttle-red-rhiannon]

"oh, luuuuux-," rhiannon sing-songed as she skipped over to the park bench. this wasn't the first nor would it be the last time lux morrison was caught ruminating on a park bench. the redfields and the morrisons had always been on friendly terms like most witch families in town. of course, lux probably didn't see rhiannon as much more than an annoyance. "are you going to spend all day on here?"

[terrorignitis]

Juansen Dizon, i am the architect of my own destruction

[stuckinapril]

I’m such a lover girl (girl who’s yet to experience the love she’s yearned for her whole life)

[i-sabelvalentine]

Arriving at the diner just a tad later than the already late birthday boy, Isabel manoeuvred her way through Sal's, doing everything in her power to keep her eyes off Robbie as he attempted to consume an entire platter of party food. Honestly, she felt the urge to do the same, but she opted to wait, instead heading to the counter to order a beer. Her hand kept lifting to her hair, too aware of the blonde or concerned that it was more tousled than it should be? Who's to say? "Wait, does Sal's still do shots or was that just a fever dream I had?"

@havensdalestarters

[lxttle-red-rhiannon]

Rhiannon was just about to compliment Quinn on her gorgeous outfit when she heard her speak. Oh my god! Was Rhiannon the only one witnessing this right now? She looked around her, trying to gauge if anyone else was gobsmacked. "Isabel?" Rhiannon followed up with a bright and beaming grin, "You look amazing, oh my gosh. The blonde looks so good on you! From one former brunette to another, welcome to the club. Only, like, I've been blonde forever. Like how you were brunette forever. Anyway, wow. I love it."

[mystic-meghan]

"Maybe one day, I mean, not many people in this town to workshop my material on. Most of you are boring or too scared of the evil witch." Meghan found this thing cute; if it were anyone else, she would be annoyed. "Sacrifice, maybe, brothers to try to murder. And what are you doing, Rhiannon?"

[lxttle-red-rhiannon]

"That's called self-preservation. That and some of us just think you suck," she added in a moment of absolute petulance. Rhiannon couldn't help it. She was hurt so she was petty. Looking at Meghan was painful, forsure. Meghan Morrison featured in, like, every memory from Rhiannon's childhood. Unlike Gwen, though, Rhiannon was also pissed as hell when she saw her. "What, was once not enough? You want to shoot for double failed homicide? I am just letting you know that you should stay the hell away."

[k-eithsalvatore]

Keith held up his hands, an apologetic smile on his lips. "I'm so sorry, Rhi. I should've coughed or something." His hands lowered, one of them rubbing the back of his neck. After everything she–and the rest of his friends–had been through, he should've had more tact than this. "My ass appreciates it." The word 'ass' honestly felt weird coming from him and he cringed a little before asking, "How are you doing?" They were all probably so over him checking up on them, but he couldn't help it; he had almost lost them all.

[lxttle-red-rhiannon]

"Don't sweat it, Keith! Besides, your coughing would have only activated my fight or fight response," she joked while flashing him a bright grin. She couldn't help snorting when he said 'ass', grateful that he took the plunge and tried it out. "Wow, that was good. Thank you, I appreciate your appreciation." Keith had been totally over concerned since... well, everyone knew 'since'. And that was okay with her, really. "I'm okay, really. Did you hear Jamie was out of the slammer?"

[j-amiemcarthur]

Finally, after what had felt like five hundred years, Jamie had managed to leave the Underground and come up for air. Of course, she had been in and out of med bay the entire time, but she could admit that she had also been hiding from everything that had happened. Obviously, she had still been in contact with her friends, but this was the first time she had seen Rhiannon in person since prom night and she could have cried. "Excuse us." She briefly acknowledged the person her friend had been ready to fight, and pulled Rhiannon into the tightest hug, her voice muffled against her shoulder. "Hi."

[lxttle-red-rhiannon]

Rhiannon turned with a bright grin when she heard Jamie's voice. Her heart could have burst at the sight of her! It didn't have the chance, though, as Jamie pulled her into the world's tightest hug. Rhiannon smooshed her back just as much, feeling her eyes sting as she did. They had survived. Jamie was here. "Hi." Rhiannon eventually, barely, pulled back from their embrace to look her over. "Oh my god, I missed you, J. I thought they were never going to let you out."

[i-vyoconnor]

"Sorry!" Ivy laughed as Rhiannon turned to face her, not having meant to sneak up on her. "You know, with reflexes like those, you would be the one teaching classes at the inn in no time!" Considering what had happened at prom, she could only hope that the survivors were looking into all the different self defence options around town. And the inn could always use another capable witch. "Think you'll ever stop by?"

[lxttle-red-rhiannon]

"What? No way. Do you really think so?" Rhiannon couldn't help but grin at the very idea of it. She would be lying if she said she never thought about Ivy's Inn. Before, she was just trying to finish school in this new bizarro version of reality. Now... she wished so much that she could use her magic to do more. And her fists. Rhiannon considered Ivy's question quite seriously, squaring her shoulders a little before answering. "Yes... Yes, I think I will."

[lost-boy-andrew]

Andrew didn't know Rhiannon; he had seen her around before, but he was sure they had never spoken before. He nodded his head at the sudden spark, happy to have the help. Witches always proved to be the most helpful, and definitely the most dangerous, "I mean, I am exhausted from scaring all the townsfolk. Hard being a monster." He smiled as he took a long drag. "Want a drag?"

[lxttle-red-rhiannon]

"Just wait until they discover pitchforks," she tossed back but her eyes were becoming less and less narrowed by the second. He didn't sound like a monster, right? Actually, he sounded kinda... She didn't know, deflated or something? Not that she should let her guard down! No, Rhiannon Redfield was ready to go down swinging at any moment. "No," she replied quickly. Gwen would kill her. A pause, and then... "Maybe."

[lost-boy-andrew]

Andrew was avoiding the house; he needed a minute away from all the chaos of everything. Most of it wasn't even the people; it was him, he had been thinking again. Walking around the town, he just wanted a minute, but in Havensdale, he wasn't sure it was possible.

"Can you spare a light? I need to smoke."

[lxttle-red-rhiannon]

"In a manner of speaking," Rhiannon replied, narrowing her eyes briefly as she sized him up. She might not have known Andrew Choi personally but she knew where he lived. Not cool. She lift her hand up, using her magic to spark a flame from her fingertips. Both a warning and a helping hand, right? "Taking a break from your dastardly deeds, hm?"

[gwen-the-red-bird]

Gwen let out an exaggerated sigh of relief at her little sister's promise but, even so, she too crossed her fingers and knocked on wood. There was no chance in tempting fate, after all. She was not enjoying the smug look on Rhiannon's face and to hide her irritation, Gwen took a big sip of her own tea. "I feel like you aren't actually talking about cups of tea. Might I remind you, Rhiannon Redfield, that we are in the middle of a situation here. So the tea might just have to wait, regardless of how friendly and available it is." There, hopefully now Rhiannon might drop the subject. Gwen loved her sister, but she did not particularly love talking about the state of her (non-existent) love life with her.

[lxttle-red-rhiannon]

"The way you've caught me," Rhiannon grinned, barely fighting off a loud laugh. She could tell her sister wasn't exactly thrilled with a) Rhiannon's undeniable (but cute!) smugness and b) the topic of her love life. She rolled her eyes, holding her hands up in mock surrender. "Right, I've got it. Situation. Wrong place, wrong time... Something to circle back to after we live to fight another day and successfully avoid ending up kibble." She nodded to punctuate her point and grinned to soften the blow. She pressed her lips together, willing herself to change the subject. Alas, she simply had more to say! "I'm just saying! There's hardly any of the usual complications. No messy situationships attached, no beyond evil behaviour, no obvious and painful pining. It's just nice, is all I'm saying. I'm done! I swear."

[blairfisher]

Blair held her hands up, in no desire to get into a fight with the younger girl. "Trust me, it wasn't intentional. There's going to be no ass-kicking on the menu today, thanks."

[lxttle-red-rhiannon]

"The day's still young, there might still be a side of whoop-ass on the way. Not between us, obvi-," Rhiannon rushed to add with a playful grin. "We're all good. How've you been, anyways?"