{{ this girl is taking bets }}

27 ; mechanic ; musician ; west coastian ; irish "she came in with a storm" --basically owned by fluke, the mutt. expect to see her in the shop. have an issue? feel free to walk home. "the only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion." - albert camus {{ this girl is the f o u r minute warning ;; she is [[ hell ]] to pay . }}

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

ashwinsevani:

“Kayt?” Ash grinned at his friend, “I heard strange things happen on Halloween, but I wouldn’t have expected it be you being social!” He joked, “it’s good to see you turn,” he continued, as he returned her hug. Ash hadn’t realised how much he’d missed her till her saw her again.  That was kind of a lie, whenever he had to get things sorted on the boat it hadn’t felt right to not be able to take it to her. There were even a couple of times when he’d almost called for a second opinion on the quotes he’d been given for new parts.  

“Your costume looks great, Cat Woman right? Or some kind of cat theme?” He tilted his head, “unless it’s a rat?  Not that your costume looks rat like,” Ash hurriedly continued on, “I’m just a bad guesser…. anyway,” he rubbed the back of his neck self-consciously looking down at himself. “Yeah, I’m Elvis, I lost a bet with my brother.  Not that I had a better costume in mind; my original plan was to wear a tux and tell everyone I was acting my age for Halloween.” He nudged her playfully,  “though I don’t think anyone would’ve believed that.”   

He fiddled with the wig, trying to adjust it without the use of a mirror, “if it makes you feel better, I didn’t really tell anyone I’d be back, I wasn’t sure how long I’d be in town for and didn’t want it to be full of goodbyes,” he said giving Kayt his best puppy eyes to try and stop her being annoyed. “I was planning to come by your place and drop off a gift though.” He took a tray of canapes from a passing by waiter, leaving him empty handed. “Have you tried these?” Ash offered the tray to Kayt, “they’re amazing.” 

“Oi, I can be social! It’s a good thing I didn’t miss out, because I wouldn’t’ve seen you!” She smiled, looked him over, as if she had to make sure he was okay. She’d become such a worrywart. “Man, it’s good to see you. Feels like it’s been forever. Harpoole wasn’t the same after you left.” She wasn’t the same either. She wasn’t going to go into details when everyone was having so much fun, but life had changed a lot since he left. Hell, she practically had a kid with Farren and Ella combined. 

“Eh, just a cat. I hate cats, really, but my brother loves them, and I guess I was feeling nostalgic.” She paused, “And it was one of the last ones left at the shop.” She tweaked one of the cat ears, smiling at Ash. “I guess it’s not too bad- not as bad as your guessing.” She laughed, teasing him gently. “No worries, though, I like rats.” She looked at him again, “Eh, I think Elvis suits you. You look good in the outfit.” She commented. “And I wouldn’t have, that’s for sure.” 

“Oh suuuure you were planning on stopping by,” she laughed. “I kid, I’m sure you would have. I appreciate it. No gifts though, I don’t do getting gifts.” She added quickly, not wanting to be surprised. “Uh, no, what is it?” She asked, looking over it. Kayt didn’t really do eating, and especially something she wasn’t sure what it was. They almost looked to fancy to eat which worried the blonde. 

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

oliverxowens:

“I don’t mind paying,” he assured before humming in though. “Could I stay and observe? I find it really fascinating.”

Kayt snorted, smiling gently. Before nodding, “Of course, yeah, if you want.” She swung her leg over the bike and started it, turning the handle bars to try and figure out what exactly was wrong. “I think .. Man, it’s got to be the head stock bearings..” she kept looking down at the bike as if she could see through it to figure it out. “Yeah, gotta be. I can replace those.” 

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

hazel-may-bennett:

Hazel wanted to labour her point, but the other woman simply wouldn’t understand. To the red head there was more than just a want to be here, Harpoole was the kinda town that would become engraved on your life. You don’t simply leave Harpoole, not forerver at least. 

“Ha, yeah, I moved away with my ex-boyfriend” the alcohol in her system only slightly helped to distract from the way her stomach turned at this conversation “but the grass wasn’t all that greener on the other side” she spoke against the rim of her glass before knocking her drink back. 

Kayt nodded, “Ironically enough, I moved here to keep an ex from trailing me,” didn’t stop him. She mimicked Hazel’s movements, knocking back her own drink and finishing it off. She signaled to the tender for another drink. “Grass definitely isn’t always greener, but I’ve got to say- Ireland is pretty feckin’ green.”

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

ashwinsevani:

“The winner of the Halloween costume competition will be announced in a couple of hours. The food and drinks are over there,” he pointed it out as if it wasn’t blatantly obvious already, “thank you all for coming, and enjoy the party!” Ashwin finished his quick welcome speech, glad he hadn’t messed anything up; public speaking really wasn’t his thing. As much as he wanted to enjoy the night himself, he couldn’t help feeling a bit apprehensive;  he wasn’t sure how his old friends at Harpoole would react to finding out he actually came from a family rich enough to buy the hotel.

Getting off the makeshift platform Ash tried not to roll his eyes as one of his staff gestured to him that his wig was askew. Turning to find a mirror, he tried to think of all the different ways he could get back at his brother for choosing this costume.  Though Ash had kind of brought this on himself, so far he’d lost five times in a row when it came to betting against Hari, and Ash didn’t know why he thought this time would be any different.   Still, there were worse costumes than Elvis. Sidestepping to avoid a waitress carrying a tray of canapes he lightly bumped into someone else, “I’m sorry,” he apologised, turning to see if the person was okay, “are you alright?”

Kayt had wondered what on earth had possessed her to actually go to the party. Maybe it was that she’d been thinking about leaving Harpoole lately, or maybe she’d just become more social. She kept an alcoholic beverage in her hand, looking around aimlessly, wondering where Vi had gotten off to. The party was quite lively, and despite not particularly liking large events, she was having a well enough time. In the back of her mind, she’d wondered if Sean was coming, or if he was too busy with the Haunted House.

When she heard the voice speaking the Welcome, she whipped around to see the stage. Her face lit up. It’d been far too long since she’d seen her friend, and she’d missed him. She turned to grab a snack off of a tray, making a mental note to find Ash when he wasn’t so busy with the other guests and staff. She wasn’t as shocked as she probably should’ve been to know that a boy who lived on a boat, owned such a grand hotel- then again, she herself surprised people when they found out about her grandparents’ castle in Ireland.. Her decent mood faltered when she felt someone knock into her body, “Excuse-” her voice stopped in her throat as she turned and recognized Ash immediately. “Ash! You sly ass. I didn’t know you were coming back!” She paused, “And don’t judge the costume- or lack there of.. Elvis, I suck at this.” She grinned, and stepped forward to hug him, “It’s good to see you.”

[jaelynnclarke]

Dark Nights | Kayt, Lynn & Violette

[violettebeaumont-blog]

Violette frowned when Kayt said she was sorry, initially believing that she was apologising for Lynn’s accident; she was about to tell her that it wasn’t her fault, but she waited, because Kayt was still talking.

Vi’s expression grew less and less readable as Kayt carried on, her eyes darkened and her mouth pressed into a line. She looked down at the hands clasped in her lap. But, as soon as her anger came over her, it dissipated. She’d wasted too much energy being upset over Sean, too much time wishing she’d just gone back to her job in London. It wasn’t Kayt’s fault she’d quit her job for him and it wasn’t Kayt’s fault he’d decided that their relationship was built on a weaker foundation than the Harpoole pier.

She didn’t miss Kayt’s hesitation. Was she in love with him? Violette shoved the thought out of her mind, along with the warning on her lips. She wasn’t bitter, and it wasn’t any of her business. And she was in her place of work; she needed to be professional. She pushed back her hair, tucking it behind her ears and taking in a deep breath.

“Uh,” She cleared her throat, giving herself a moment to consider how to respond, “Thank you for telling me, I suppose.” She didn’t really know what else she was supposed to say.

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

Kayt scrubbed her face roughly, she could hear her brother scolding her, telling her she should’ve kept her mouth shut. That she had such Open-Mouth-Insert-Foot-Syndrome. She sighed, looking at Violette with near pleading eyes. “I’m sorry,” she said again, “I just- Look, you can hate me, and I get if you do. I just want you to know that I didn’t know, and seeing that happen at Bertie’s that day, I-” She stopped, wondering if she should’ve even said that, 

“I guess, I just- I coulda killed him for you, ya know? I’m sorry. You didn’t deserve that to happen to you, and I dunno. I admire you for the way you handled it.” The words felt weird coming from her lips. Compliments were far and few between for her, she was so rare to give them. Her head was pounding- presumably from all the stress, and her heart mimicked it, again, presumably from all the stress.

“Jesus feckin’ Christ, I’m a wreck. This was all so awful. I just- ugh, for fuck’s sake, why did I move here?” It wasn’t really a question, more of a frustration worded. Kaytlinn scrubbed her face again, groaning. Everything was so wrong. Lynn was hurt, and she’d word-vomitted a shit apology to someone and almost admitted that she may love someone she’d told herself was an awful person. 

[dancergirlnicolette]

“You were seven you didn’t get a say in the matter and by now it’s way too late.” Colette laughed brightly. She could remember how protective she and Nate could be over Kayt, despite the blonde’s ability to take care of herself. Some times Kayt had needed the reminded that she didn’t have to handle things alone. “Ew!! Kayt!!” She whined, swatting at the blonde. “I think my soul just died a little, kidding or not.” She grumbled lightly, almost wanting to order a drink for herself just to forget that, only to remember that she couldn’t. She blinked at the nickname and gave a sad little smile. Nate had called her that all the time, she’d forgotten that she missed it. “It’s been a long time since I heard that.” She said softly before scoffing and shaking her head. “No, it’s your birthday. I’m paying.”

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

“That’s just wrong,” Kayt grumbled, rolling her eyes as she took down a shot. Kayt had a lone wolf complex, and just about everyone knew it. Kayt boomed with laughter, “That was great. I can’t believe you’d actually think- ugh. I’d have to drink bleach after that.” She laughed, shaking her head. Kayt took back another shot and sighed, “Sorry. I shouldn’t have said it. I wasn’t thinking. I forgot it was Nate’s nickname for you.” She scratched the back of her neck, sheepish look on her face. “Nah! Then I can’t drink as much!”

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

Little Troubles || Kayt + Nicolette

[dancergirlnicolette]

Colette tilted her head lightly before reaching up to brush her hair out of her face. This didn’t feel right, she could tell already things were going to turn sour and she wished she knew how to talk to Kayt about things like this without it turning into a fight. They used to be able to talk all the time about anything. “Yes. I’m quite finished.” She replied, one eyebrow raising.

“I didn’t want you to find out like that!” Colette protested, that was the last way she wanted anyone to find out about it and she just hoped that none of her family or her other friends had seen it yet. “What are you talking about?” Her nose scrunched up in confusion at Kayt’s words. She wasn’t that different from when they were kids in Los Angeles. At the mention of Paris she felt her face flush and her eyes narrowed before she blew out a breath to calm herself, Kayt wasn’t using that against her or throwing it in her face, Kayt wouldn’t do that. “It’s called growing up, Kayt. I can’t act like a stupid teenager forever. What’s my reaction to Kaiden have to do with anything anyway? I apologized for that! And for the millionth time I wanted you to find out in person!! What’s so bad about waiting until I could tell you in person?! I won’t be able to do that with anyone else I love, they’ll all have to hear it over the phone so what’s so wrong with wanting to tell you, the sister of my heart and soul, in person?!” She didn’t understand, everything was all wrong and Kayt wasn’t making it easy for her.

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

Kayt listened to Nicolette, crossing her arms as she did. It was a weird feeling, to not be irate. To not just be flooding with anger as she’d normally be at the things she did. “I didn’t expect you to act like a stupid teenager- but I guess I just expected you to be some semblance of the person I knew.” She shrugged, sighing and pinching the bridge of her nose. She wasn’t in the mood to deal with this. “I’m not doing this right now.” She shook her head, “I’m not in the mood to have the argument, but you know, hearing from you woulda been a fuck of a lot better than hearing over instagram and then having your boytoy tell me not to come at you. Guess I got to find over the phone in the end anyways, huh?” She shrugged, “It doesn’t even matter, though, you know? Cause you call me the sister of your heart and soul, but those shouldn’t just be words, Nikki.” 

Kayt’s eyes moved towards the far left garage door as she saw someone pull a car in, “That’ll be my inspection appointment.” 

[vivianxcarter-blog]

“Really? Why’s that?” She smiled lightly and swung her legs back and forth on her barstool. She laughed lightly at Kayt’s words and brushed her hair off of her shoulder. “It is, to me at least.” She shrugged lightly. “Why do they freak you out? They’re not that bad as long as you knkow how to deal with them.” She’d always been pretty good with kids even before she had Angel, but the little girl just brought it out even more in her. “I prefer more subtle ways of ceebrating, where I’m not center of attention.” She chuckled lightly. She gaped at Kayt for a moment before chuckling and shaking her head. How could Kayt think she wasn’t aesthetically pleasing, she shook her head lightly and propped her head up on her hand. “You were a musician? That’s cool!” She’d take a picture when Kayt wasn’t waiting for it, it’d be better that way.

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

“I don’t know I just feel like there’s definitely more to you than you give off,” She took took along sip of her drink, feeling the alcohol swimming through her veins. It made her happy to feel the drunk through her. She was too used to not being drunk, but rather just the normal functioning alcoholism. “I don’t know, I guess it’s just the whole innocent, helpless being. Freaks me out, man. I have a hard enough time taking care of Farren.” She chuckled, “And she’s a fully functioning 18 year old.” She took a long sip from her drink. “See, this. This is subtle celebrating for me. Getting trashed on my own.” She chuckled, “Or with you, I guess.” She pointed to vivian. “Yeah, yeah, in Los Angeles. My band was The Angels- and my brother had a rival band, Demon’s Calling. We all were different Angels. The tall ballerina chickadee, Nicolette, she was in my band, too.”

[vivianxcarter-blog]

Vivian looked up from where she was doing her homework. She’d taken to hanging out at Kayt’s shop after school when she didn’t hang out at Bertie’s or with Violet. Some days she chatted with Farren, other days she just quietly did her homework; most days, like today, she had Angel with her. “I’d take her offer, mate. It’s a fair deal, better then most you’ll get. Although you probably shouldn’t piss off your mechanic, not that Kayt would ever be unprofessional.” She twirled her pencil around her fingers and raised an eyebrow at the guy.

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

Kayt chuckled at Vivian, and pointed towards her, waggling her finger, “Girl’s right you know. She see’s me working all the time. She knows- as you should know damn well that I give the best deals for what’s available around here. Make less than I’d make in the states, so stop ya hagglin’.” She eyed Vivian, before looking back at the man. 

[graysonandrews-blog]

“Um, I … I guess? I just … I’m not overly fond of drinking I suppose.” He reached up as if to adjust his hat, only to remember he wasn’t wearing one. His lips twitched lightly at her thanks, though he lost his smile when she chugged the rest of her drink. “I’m not sure that’s exactly safe either. You never know what sort of unsavory characters are around and alcohol could impair your reactions and reflexes.” He thought about asking if she’d mind him walking her home but wasn’t sure how well received the offer would be.

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

“But why?” Kayt rolled her eyes, signalling to the bartender for a refill. He slid her a new drink and she starter sipping it. “Hey, don’t worry about me and dri-” She stopped and froze at his warning about unsavory characters, snorting and causing some drink to spray from her lips. Laughter boo,ed from her lips. “Oh, darling, no.” She took another sip of her drink and set it on the bar for safekeeping, “Hunny, I’ll be fine. I’d be more worried for the poor fucker who dared to touch me.”

[violct-vision]

Violet followed along with the music, the beat took over her and she was lost in the sound, nothing was taking her over quicker than the alcohol bursting through her system making her dance moves better and at the same time worse. “We know things not trashed, but trashed.. Doubtful.” She laughed, taking a shot, following in one of her best friends footsteps. “You’re beautiful too!” She enthused, picking up her steps.

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

Kayt giggled at Violet’s words, spinning as she did, and moving along. In the back of her minds’ eye, she saw a stage, she saw people crowding her, her fender stratocaster flipped behind her, the strap hugging her shoulder and breast. In a moment of drunken forgetfulness, she tried to grab the neck off the guitar and spin it around her body, just to remember it was gone. She giggled at herself and shook her head, “Vi, babe, anam cara, you’ve got to see my band play sometime!”

[theofitz]

“The steering’s been kind of shaky and hard to control. Decided I should probably get it checked out before I do any damage to myself,” Oliver explained, giving her a smile.

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

“Oh, yeah, best to bring it in.” She nodded, “Always bring it in, I’ll look it over for free.” She crossed the shop, walking tot he bike to assess it. “I’ll give it a look over, did you want to stay around, or come back?”

[violetxmayfaire]

Sean couldn’t help but grin, his hands wrapped around her and he pulled her in deeper. He didn’t want this to stop. After so long of walking around on broken egg shells and glass he didn’t want to stop kissing her, there was something so intoxicating about this moment, and it wasn’t just the booze talking. His hands worked their way up into her hair, fingers running lightly over her baby hairs. “You did, but you’re drunk, we’re both drunk, and I understand.” He said with a laugh. When she turned back and pulled him back in his hands moved to her waist, pulling her tighter against his body, his lips pressing hard long against hers.

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

“Drunk, we’re both drunk-” She nodded, laughing against his lips. It was blissful to have him in this situation again, being with him like this. She was so happy to have him like this. “Go,” she muttered, against him, as suddenly this place was not as reckless as she was feeling, and she needed more. “Let’s go,” she clarified, splitting the shots left on the tray down the middle and finishing the two designated for her .”Let’s go somewhere- anywhere. You and me. Your place, my place, the bay, somewhere.”

[harpoolebaymemories]

{ @farrxn–bxlrose }, { @mechanicalkaytlinn }, { @dancergirlnicolette }, and { @violetxmayfaire } at the Bay.

– Taken by a giggling { @dahliabrennon }

[harpoolebaymemories]

{ @mechanicalkaytlinn } and { @dancergirlnicolette } going for a rather cold swim in the early hours of the morning. –taken by { @seanknives } 

[cavenshh]

Goodbye Agony || Ella & Kayt

[cavenshh]

Ella was more relaxed now that they were gone, she felt more herself, more than she had in a few days. She didn’t feel that same paranoia that seemed to hang over her head more often than not most days. But most of all she felt the start of being better. Being more herself, and if she fell off the train tracks at least Kayt wouldn’t hate her. That’s one thing that she could hold onto, even if there was a bump in the path there wouldn’t be animosity. She nodded when Kayt left, allowing her to kick the boots off and take off her over shirt. She looked down at the track marks on her arm and felt herself tearing up. When did it all go so wrong? She thought helplessly. She was holding her arm up against her, almost cradling it. She looked up when Kayt returned, a smile on her face. “Track marks are kind of.. Really ugly.” She sighed, a sad little smile on her face. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to… Throw myself on you like this.” She crinkled up her nose. “I.. Yeah, that would be nice.” She laughed when Fluke got up. “Well that’s more company.”

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

Kayt still felt on edge. She wanted the drugs out of the house, but part of her was even afraid to go and be alone with them. What if she didn’t have the control she thought she did? Kayt gave her a small smile and headed back out to the bathroom before returning with disney themed bandaids. She’d bought them to put a smile on Farren’s face. Try to remind her that she could be a child. “These do wonders for tracks.” She sat back on the edge of the bed, took Ella’s arm to her, and covered each track mark with a bandaid. With another one, she pressed the bandaid against Ella’s chest, over her heart. “You’ll be okay, kiddo. Don’t worry about throwing yourself on me. I don’t mind.” She headed to the dresser and quickly stripped and changed into an oversized shirt of her brother’s that she’d stolen, The Demon King scrawled in sharpie on the back with big messy wings. “Want a shirt? Promise it won’t have messy sharpie on it. It was my brothers. We had bands.I had The Angels, and he.. Demon’s Calling. We competed, we all had nicknames- this was Nate’s” she chucked her thumb over her shoulder, pointing at the words. She smiled softly to herself, “it was all... so fun. I miss it.” 

[cavenshh]

“Oh no this woman cannot know cars, there’s no way she’s a woman murrr murr hur durrr.” She said mocking the mans tone when it came to the way he spoke and attempted to get what he wanted. “Meh, my coffee is just delayed.” She laughed, shaking her head. “Nope! I didn’t I’m gonna assume they were your breakfast and dinner. But if not there’s gonna be a super jacked mouse somewhere running around.” She shrugged lightly and nodded, skipping off to the shop, coming back a few minutes later with milk, an energy drink, a cliff bar, and a bundle of flowers. “I know, this is gonna sound weird, but I just… I really appreciate the help… So flowers.”

[mechanicalkaytlinn-blog]

Kayt smiled softly as Ella returned, accepting the flowers. “You, really didn’t need to.” She smelled them, inhaling deeply and enjoying the smell once again. “You really didn’t need to, but I appreciate the notion. I’d be happy to do anything for you. A lot of people don’t understand- but I do. Apparently this town has made it my ... career to helping wayward souls.I never cared too much about doing it before, but now,” She made an ‘eesh’ face. “Seems I’ve sprouted quite a few little sisters.” She chuckled, “And a child, for fucks sake. I’m really growing up. Nathaniel would die on the spot if he saw how it was now with me. It’s pretty amusing.”