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DREW:
the project at eden’s gate had moved in only three years prior, slowly integrating itself into hope county’s society and way of living. more and more people had shown up to joseph’s sermons, whether it had been to speak with jacob about hunting afterwards, or to ogle at his hotshot lawyer brother, john. for drew, it was the unity. he craved it, a new kind of togetherness that he didn’t get at home, or in god’s house led by jerome jeffries. the seeds had treated him as if he were one of their own, and ultimately, drew was ready to give his entire life up to follow joseph.
❝ i don’t understand what you have against them, mar. really. they’re just.. a bunch'a normal guys. ❞ he turns to her, his six foot one frame nearly knocking his head into one of the light fixtures inside the spread eagle. drew chuckles at himself, hands reaching to grab the broom he had dropped in the process. ❝ i think this could be good for me, you know? been talkin’ a lot with jacob. he’s a vet too,… says the government royally fucked him over. ain’t that what it’s all about? got me thinkin’ of leavin’ the navy. ❞
@mlotov ♡’d.
“ they’re buyin’ up all the land in the county they can get their hands on, you don’t think that’s strange ? ” mary may fairgrave wiped down the wood counter with a rag, preparing it for the evening crowd sure to filter in after they opened up the doors at 3. “ they want the bar, too. dad tell you that ? the lawyer keeps finding ways to run into him when he’s out. won’t stop calling or asking. what does a church want with a bar ? ” drew had gotten taller since the last time she saw him, or maybe it just seemed like that. their mother had gone into his old room to clean out the dust before he’d arrived for his visit, & mary had found her sitting on one of the boxes of stuff he’d left when he joined the navy, crying her eyes out. “ he should’ve never left us, ” she’d said. mary didn’t known what to say.
“ besides, we’ve got a church already. joseph fucked jerome over when he took half his congregation from him. ” when drew mused about leaving the navy the woman paused, looking up across the bar at him. the hippie weirdos momentarily forgotten, she leaned against the counter. “ shit. really ? & you’d come back here ? ”
JOEY:
“ you ever think about what you’re gonna do when all of this is over? think everything’ll just… go back to normal? ”
@mlotov /sc !!
“ oh, it’s the deep time of night, huh ? ” mary teased, bringing the bottle of booze to her lips, swallowing the dulled fire quickly, & offering it to the other woman. she got quiet for a moment, listening to the crickets outside, singing a chorus. every so often shots would go off in the far distance- maybe the mountains, & the bugs would pause. but the silence would only last a second or two before they began again, a couple bugs leading the others back into the song.
“ no, ” she answered honestly. “ I don’t think anything’s ever gonna be normal again. not for me, not for you, not for anybody. ” cause we’ve got people that ain’t coming back, was unsaid. her family. danny. countless others, dead or sided with the devil. “ but there’s shit we can still save. shit that’s worth fighting for. ” she looked at joey hudson, sitting beside her despite everything. “ what are you plannin’ to do ? after we drive these fuckers out of montana ? ”
───── A TRAITOR’S EMBRACE : HOW FOOLISH , HOW WRONG . CONTAINED IN ONE PLACE , [ ANXIETY SPAWNS ] …
𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐘𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐍 , an independent and selective 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 based in 𝐮𝐛𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞. verses include 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 , 𝐜𝐲𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝟐𝟎𝟕𝟕 and 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐬 with more to be added. 𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖.
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JOHN:
another document signed! life altered. money exchanges hands and god be praised, john seed gains more land. it was perfect here, enough rough area, privacy and those that are begging ( pleading! ) to follow the righteous. funny, those that had so little wanted to give so much to the cause, the flock. and those that refused! well, they just needed to be spoken with. land had been broken up, with the youngest seed sibling ( excluding faith ) had received holland valley( how lucky they were!! ) and already they offered bent knee. and yet there was still those that resisted.
this was his first trip to the spread eagle ( grotesque name thinks the hedonist ) but that thought was never spoken out loud. the locals seemed to enjoy it. mary may, that woman had some hold on the youngest seed sibling. how garish she was! bold brave proud! nothing at all like the women back home, socialite shallow fork tongued wisps. boring! rotten. the baptist had enjoyed time spent with mary may, up until the faction split, until true intention was bared as well as teeth! and the bar owner nor his family would oblige. shame!! ah well, perhaps at least with their daughter there was something salvageable!
the door creaked, swung open as eyes scanned the room. as blue as the artic ice. the scent of death followed it permeated the air around the youngest brother. couldn’t be helped! though alone, cronies waited outside - ready. willing. more than able to set fire to not only this establishment but also to those inside and hell!! hell itself would then feel more welcoming than the charred innards of the spread eagle.
’mary, good to see you. ’ words spoken were colored with the truth. 'i heard you had a run in with a friend of mine, ah that vince. ( a lion set loose amongst the lambs by his own hand!! )’ a click of his tongue as arm rest across the bar surface, a brief shake of head. ’ sometimes i can’t control that temper of his, i can pay for whatever damage he caused –you know i’m good for it. ’ tone shifted into something almost playful, a dangerous game of cat and mouse and he was ready to devour his treat with a grin that promised to raze the earth.
@mlotov
it got quiet in the spread eagle when the man walked in, everybody turning ‘round to look except for sharky over on the couch ( high as a kite ) who asked, “ what ? what’s goin’ on ? ” til somebody kicked him.
in the beginning, people had stopped talking when he walked into a room because they didn’t know what to make of him- the newcomer with his fancy clothes & fancy cars, rumors flying around that he was offering people triple what their land was really worth. it was quiet now, but for a different reason. it was quiet ‘cause now they knew exactly what to make of john seed.
a couple of the bar’s patrons left as quickly as they could ( without paying ) through the squeaky back door. mary called “ hey ! ” after them, but they didn’t so much as look back. “ fucking cowards, ” muttered to herself. self-preservation, maybe. she called it selfish. the ones who stayed glared at the man from their tables & stools or backed off into the shadows of the dark wooded walls, drinks abandoned, watching carefully.
mary may fairgrave took a breath in & pushed it out, teeth grit as john approached the bar, making himself at home. it’d taken days to clean the broken glass off the floor, shards still crunching under boots in the far corners of the room. “ you won’t believe me, but this is for your own good. ” is all john’s man had said before he’d taken the crowbar from his jacket. before he’d smashed glasses, bottles, pictures, windows. a tarp was taped haphazardly across the hole in the front, the not-yet-winter chill slipping right past it.
“ uh huh, ” contempt colored the bartender’s face as she leaned over to brace herself against the counter opposite the man. “ we don’t want your money, john. we’re pressin’ charges, & you better pray that your boy doesn’t tell whitehorse that it was you who told him to smash everything up. ”
mary and who
HANNAH:
@mlotov + sc
“ you use to ride bulls for fun ? ”
her cheap beer was sweating just about as much as they were, hiding out from the summer heat in the only bar between hope county & helena. “ for fun, & for the rodeo fame. ”
mary dug her wallet out of her pocket, searching for a quarter for the machine in the corner. “ I wanted to be the next best bull rider after polly reich, but I broke my arm my second show & my mom wouldn’t let me do it anymore. ” that was a historic fairgrave fight if there ever was one. “ barrel racin’ was my thing after that. they don’t have rodeos in georgia ? ”
Camille in every episode: S01E01 “Always and Forever”
blog list bc I have many !
- @mlotov : mary may fairgrave
- @diciple : abigail seed ( original character, daughter of john )
- @internuntio : vincent callahan ( original character, sideblog to diciple )
- @huborus : faith seed
- @devought : john seed
feel free to change pronouns / wording ! please bear in mind this movie’s plot is based on an abusive relationship, so do me a favour and use these sentence starters respectfully yeah ?
“ i can’t take you with me. ”
“ what is going on ? are you okay ? ”
“ i’ll explain later. ”
“ how long you been up ? ”
“ can’t sleep. ”
“ as far as i’m concerned, you just walked on the moon. ”
“ this is not fair. ”
“ i have a plan and i need you to go along with it. ”
“ can you talk t’ me ? ”
“ this doesn’t make any sense. ”
“ you’re safe. ”
“ i think it’s important to have goals. ”
“ excuse you ? i know i didn’t hear you just say that. ”
“ i knew you needed a new one and that one just … that has to go. ”
“ i wouldn’t even bother t’ ask you. ”
“ he said the other day that i was mature for my age. ”
“ i’m a little hungover believe it or not. ”
“ champagne does that to me, every time. ”
“ might need a little help staying focused. ”
“ you did that. ”
“ any way we can salvage it ? ”
“ there was someone in here. ”
“ i speak a little french. ”
“ i know i put them in here. ”
“ you probably shouldn’t drive or operate any heavy machinery for the next few days. ”
“ she hasn’t explained t’ me why we’re here yet. ”
“ i’m’a need you to sit up and listen. ”
“ show a little respect. ”
“ something tells me you know exactly what i’m talking about. ”
“ i was relieved, when i heard that he was dead. ”
“ i do like cake. ”
“ that’s the sad reality. ”
“ that’s what money and power buy you. people. ”
“ can’t you just … forget i ever existed ? ”
“ i don’t think i have much time left. ”
“ you’re like a cop. ”
“ you have this brute force … strength … that is so, so comforting when i’m in trouble. ”
“ i’d kick his ass. ”
“ tell me you don’t think i did this. ”
“ i shouldn’t have walked out on you and left you alone. ”
“ there’s one option, where this all goes away. ”
“ it’s time to stop playing games. ”
“ i don’t expect you to make a decision right now. ”
“ now you’ve only got yourself to blame. ”
“ you have to listen to me ! ”
“ makes me feel like i’m the crazy one. ”
“ you can’t help me. ”
“ it’s all a lie. ”
“ you might not be hungry at all. ”
“ you know, you’re the only person in the world who gets to see my hand shake. ”
“ i’ve learnt my lesson. ”
“ why can’t you just tell me the truth ? ”
“ i know that you feel like you’re going insane sometimes. ”
“ i know you better than anyone else in the world. ”
“ you heard it, right ? ”
ain't it good to be alive ? ain't it nice to be fightin' on the winnin' side ?
Camille O’Connell in Every Episode of The Originals Season 1 + 1x04 “Girl in New Orleans”
the spread eagle had a mechanical bullriding machine for years til the fairgraves had to sell it in 2014 to keep up with payments for the bar. mary became a pro at staying on it while it was still around, which is a shining endorsement of her riding skills.