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[sealskinwrites]

“You give very little credit to your species then.” Gen took another drag of her cigarette. “Perhaps. But in my experience, the former usually spawns the latter.”

[maggie20s]

He shrugged in a non-committal way.  He did have little credit for humans but he never considered himself one of them.   “Once they prove themselves worthy I’ll take it all back.”  He looked her over once again, trying to figure out what her angle was.  “So what are you running from then?”

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I’ve Just Seen A Face || dannah

[sealskinwrites]

Hannah nodded, it was a pity that most people didn’t take time to appreciate the little things. Then again, who could blame them?

 “I suppose it’s natural for people to forget to indulge in childhood pleasures when they’re all grown up and always in a hurry. Especially after the war. It’s hard to indulge after that.” She paused.” Well, maybe not for everyone. Some people are just busy looking for other things to indulge in, I s’ppose.”

The man fell into step with her and her fears that he might be some mugger melted away as quickly as the snow falling on their heads. She wasn’t used to talking about Sam and not because she didn’t want to, but because there was no one for her to speak of him with. It hurt too much for Sherwood to remember him and Hannah was so used to walking on eggshells to avoid mentioning Sam to Irene, she just never brought him up to her sister at all anymore.

“My brother, Sam.” She shivered. “When we were little we used to go sledding, race against the other kids. Sam was always on my team. And we had snowball fights. He told me I was really bad at aiming so he always had me making the snowballs and he’d launch them. The little cheat.” Hannah laughed softly to herself. “He liked snow.”

[maggie20s]

David nodded slowly, happy that he wasn’t being made to leave her side just yet.  “I guess that’s true, everyone had to grow up fast with the war.  Took a lot out of everyone.  Though now might be the perfect time to revert back to those pleasures.  Don’t you think?”

He turned slightly to watch her talk about her brother. A warm smile forming on his lips.  “Brothers are always like that, huh?  I hate to say even I was like that with my siblings.  I’m sure you made the perfect snowball though.”  He noticed the past tense she chose to use but he didn’t want to ask about it.  “Well luckily you’re here to enjoy it for him then.”

After a bit of silence between them he tried to start up another conversation.  “So do you have other siblings or is it just Sam?”

[sealskinwrites]

She noticed that her words fazed him and began to wonder if she would have to make an excuse to leave the conversation if he became any more.. intense. The last thing she needed was another man giving her problems, thinking he owned her body. “Of course. The human mind can only handle so much.” She tapped her cigarette against the ash tray on the table between them. “Something like that, I suppose. Some would say you’re running from something. Or running to it.” Genevieve met the man’s eyes unflinchingly. “So which one is it?”

[maggie20s]

He chuckled slightly, he couldn’t even recall which memories were human memories and which ones were after he turned.  “It’s a lot weaker than we usually think it is.”  He quirked a brow, not used to someone asking him those types of questions.  “Couldn’t you say that we’re all a mix of both? Running from a past and hoping for a better future?” 

[sealskinwrites]

“Then perhaps one of us doesn’t remember that past as well as we’d like. Too many years can do that, or so I hear.” There’s something reminiscent of a Scottish accent to her voice, but not quite. The only answer she offers is: “I didn’t stay there for too long, I doubt I made any impression worth remembering if that city is where you recognize me from.”

[maggie20s]

He narrowed his eyes slightly at her first comment.  Seker was careful to not let anyone know about him, was it possible he messed up along the way?  “Some moments in our past are more memorable than others.  I mean remembering every little thing would sure to make you go crazy right?” He tried to avoid the talk of how many years he had on him.  “Oh so you’re a drifter too?  I can never really stay in one place for too long.” 

[sealskinwrites]

“No… I don’t believe we have.  I have an excellent memory.”

[maggie20s]

“Well my mistake, you just look like someone I met once.  Where were you from before here?”

[sealskinwrites]

“Well, it’s a fairly large city. I would think the arrival of newcomers isn’t that rare of an occurrence.”

[maggie20s]

“I guess that’s true.  Though I do have to say you look familiar.  You sure we’ve never crossed paths before?”

[sealskinwrites]

I’ve Just Seen A Face || dannah

[sealskinwrites]

She heard the quickening footsteps behind her and in a moment of panic, Hannah tried to remember everything her siblings had taught her about protecting herself on city streets. “Speak softly, carry a knife,” was Sherwood’s advice, “And thumb outside your fist if you sock anyone, Hannah Banana.”

 “And if it’s a man, aim for his you-know-whats.” Irene had added. 

But the fellow didn’t try to grab her or ask for her money, much to her surprise. For a second, she just blinked at him, processing what he’d asked in the first place.

 “Oh- the snow! No, I’ve seen snow.” She said, relieved. “I do like snow and all… but I think I like staying inside during the snow a little bit more, all warm and bundled up.  I was just thinking about somebody else back there.”

[maggie20s]

David frowned slightly when the woman in front of him didn’t reply.  Did she not understand him? Was his accent too thick? He knew sometimes it was but people didn’t just not answer him.  But as soon as she replied he felt himself relax a bit.

“Oh sorry, I just thought you don’t really see people like that anymore.  Catching the snowflakes and all.  And I don’t blame you about staying inside, even I have to admit this is a bit too cold for my liking.”  David threw his hands in the pockets of his coat as he continued walking, hoping that maybe she would continue the conversation along with him.  “So who was that special someone?”

[maggie20s]

Come Under the Covers || Irewood

[sealskinwrites]

Sherwood was finding it easier and easier to sleep through loud noises since he’d began working at the factory. Of course, Irene could hardly be considered a loud roommate after his short stint at a boarding house or years of rooming with a dozen other boys. 

Still, the thunder and wind outside his window would probably bother him if he didn’t feel worn to the bone after hard day at work. As it was, the noise didn’t even register with him. What did wake him up was Irene’s voice and the sensation of no longer being alone in his room.

He opened two sleepy eyes to see his sister at the door. Of course. He’d almost forgotten Irene’s dislike of the dark. “Yeah.” He answered hoarsely and sat up in his bed, patting the side of his bed. “Wanna sit?”

[maggie20s]

Irene was about to leave, thinking Sherwood wasn’t going to get up, when she heard his voice.  She almost burst into tears from relief as she immediately came into the room before the next call and response of thunder and lightning.  She sat on his bed without another word.

Another lightning bolt crashed outside making Irene jump.  “I’m really sorry for waking you up.  I guess I’m not used to living with not a lot of people.”  She said while giving him a small smile.  There was some silence in the room, with only rain and sounds of the storm filling up the space between them.

Irene sighed, she felt like crying but she really didn’t want to in front of Sherwood.  “I shouldn’t have come in here, I’m sorry.  I can leave if you want me to.”  She looked up at him, trying to read if he was mad or not.

[sealskinwrites]

“You’re mistaken. I’ve only just arrived into town.”

[maggie20s]

“Well it seems I’m not the only one who is new to town.”

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I’ve Just Seen A Face || dannah

Growing up in a bustling orphanage full of kids gave one an appreciation for still, quiet, solitude. Or so she had found. The best moments in her day were the ones like right now: silent.

There was such a thing as awful silences too, she knew. The kind that was self inflicted because of pain, or the suffocating kind that could fill a room with the arrival of something so simple as a telegram.

But not this kind of silence. This kind of silence was one that could be savored like a cup of Frank’s famous coffee or a lazy Sunday afternoon. It was when her world briefly, finally, slowed down enough to leave her alone with her thoughts, if only for the short time it took her to clean up the diner and walk home.

Stepping outside into the brisk night air, the young woman locked the door behind her before straightening the collar of her coat. Snowflakes were beginning to drop from Heaven in small and gentle flurries. Angel feathers, she remembered someone used to call them. The hollow spot in her chest she tried her best to ignore nowadays echoed in response. Angel feathers, Sammy.

The dark haired woman threw her head back, rather childishly, and opened her mouth to catch one on the tip of her pink tongue.  

There was only one other person to witness this, a man walking alone on the same street. The girl flashed him a conspiratorial smile before pulling her brown coat tighter around herself and turning in the direction of home. 

Goodnight to you too, Sammy.

[maggie20s]

David just got back from a night of hard work.  He didn’t mind it and was thankful for the opportunity it was giving him, but he enjoyed his walks home.  He was thinking about his last stop of the night, a local speakeasy where the owners weren’t so keen on The Family involvement.  David was instructed to stop in and try to make them see why protection might be needed, however he got into an argument with one of them.  

He was lost in thought when he saw someone else on the deserted street.  As he walked closer he saw her close up the diner she came out of and she started to catch the falling snow on her tongue.  He couldn’t help but smile back at her and immediately knew he needed to talk to this girl.  

David quickened his steps, not in a threatening way, but just to close the gap so he could make conversation.  “So have you never seen snow before or do you just love it that much?”

[maggie20s]

Come Under the Covers || Irewood

Irene was out of the orphanage for a couple of weeks.  They all had a plan, they were all going to live together after they turned 18.  They were a family after all and they were going to battle the world together.  However Irene and Sherwood were the oldest out of the quartet so they were living alone until the others joined them.

One night Irene was woken up by the storms outside.  She’d never admit to anyone that she was afraid of the dark, but they all suspected it.  Hannah would always use to let Irene come in bed and sleep if she woke up in the middle of the night, no words needed to be spoken between them.  But Hannah wasn’t here and Irene didn’t know what to do.  

She debated trying to stay in her bed but a crack of lightening scared her otherwise.  She immediately got out of her bed and made her way to Sherwood’s room.  Even though Irene wasn’t at the apartment for long she already memorized the floor plan. Not that it was hard, it was small and run down but was perfect for their situation right now.

When Irene got to the door of Sherwood’s room she tapped lightly before opening the door.  “Sherwood?”  She said both quietly but loud enough where he could hear if he was lightly sleeping.  “I can’t sleep.”  She hated how it made her sound like a little kid, she was always worried that he saw her as the little girl that came in all those years ago.  

[maggie20s]

Leo Alvarez

Leo Alvarez grew up in a working family, as the eldest of 4 children it was expected of him to help provide for his family.  Dropping out of high school to find work, he found the perfect job at the local hotel.  After several months of working remedial jobs he was trusted enough to work a big party at the hotel. 

He was not expected to be approached by the gorgeous daughter of the owners.  But he didn’t expect even more to fall madly in love with the redhead.  And he fell head over heels in love with her, immediately wanting to join her family and marrying her.

They had 3 beautiful children together and were briefly parted when Leo joined the army.  But after he came back he was more dedicated to Avery and his family and would show that he would make a great asset to the family business. 

[david-stanford]

David O'Connor | 32 y/o | Mobster | Delphin | TAKEN | James McAvoy "Proving yourself in a field where the casualty rate is so notoriously high is an ongoing challenge."

Delphin in the 1920’s

David grew up in Ireland with a struggling family trying to raise him and his four brothers and sisters.  He was always the runt of the family and even of his classmates, but what he lacked in size he made up for with his ambition.  He would always getting into fights to prove that his size had no effect on him, but seeing his parents struggle he knew he wanted something better in this world.

He worked and saved up enough money to move to America when he was twenty.  Land of opportunity.  And David was going to make the most of it.  Working odd jobs for money he wasn’t a stranger to the shady side of the law.  He made his way to Ashevill and stayed there, liking the atmosphere.  It wasn’t long before he ran in with the likes of Leo Alvarez and is very loyal to him and the family