( * --- NATALIE ANDERSON )

Knowledge is the intellectual manipulation of carefully verified observations.

[natvlic]

blindman-mordy·:

Mordecai cocked his head slightly at the girl, humming softly. “Is that Natalie?” He mused, already knowing it was but it was always a little fun to remind people he couldnt see them. “I am sad to hear the passing of students have been people you know…loosing a friend is never easy. I wish I could say it lessens over time…” He drifted off as he moved to hang his coat back up. “Would you like some coffee? tea? I believe I have some coco if you wish.”

"It is, sir." There was something about Mordecai that Natalie had always been fond of. Perhaps it was because she didn’t feel as though he was afraid of her, like everyone else seemed to be. When you have the ability to warp reality, or at least change people’s understanding of reality, it doesn’t give you many friends. Hence why she’d been so affected by the ones she’d recently lost. “That's what happens here though, isn't it? You just constantly lose people. Then again, that happened on the outside too.” She replied, before sliding into the seat opposite his desk. “Coco?” Her eyes lit up with a smile and she nodded, before remembering his situation. “I’d love some. Do you want any help?”

[natvlic]

blindman-mordy·:

Mordecai was just getting ready to leave his office for the day when he heard someone open the door, not stopping his movements as he pulled his jacket off the hanger and folded it over his arm. “Afternoon.” He glanced over at them, milky blind eyes gentle with a kind smile on his lips. “How my I help you?”

Natalie didn’t usually enter into places that she’d never been before, but today was different. She was feeling spontaneous, and needed a place to escape from the drama within the walls of the institute. She hadn’t expected the office to still be occupied. “Oh, I’m sorry, Mr. Killian. I didn’t think --” she sighed, deciding against telling him that she was hoping to casually ‘chill’ in his office. “I was just looking for someone to talk to. A lot of my friends... they’ve left, like literally left. I find myself with no entertainment these days.”

[natvlic]

reactive-adaption·:

“Yeah, you see were off to go see that movie right.” He said to the guard pointing at the other. “The movie, you know, where they go into that game and have to find keys.” He said hoping the other would help him out 

What on earth was this guy on about? Natalie quirked a brow, before turning towards the guard with a relaxed expression. She let her eyes wander into his, before she used her power to manipulate the government employee’s mind. “I have no idea what this guy’s talking about, but you’re going to leave us alone. You’ve been instructed to never bother us again.” Once the guard complied with her demand, she gave a mock smirk to her companion. “You’re welcome. Now what are you up to?” 

[natvlic]

dominicxfoladare:

Dominic’s quick to start the jeep once she’s inside, in case she decides that his attention isn’t worth her time. After all, he knows exactly who Natalie Anderson is. “Unfortunately not.” He replies to her question about a lift. “However, I’m sure once we’re done, I’ll do the honourable thing and deliver you back to your house.” He supposes. Despite what his critics believe, he wasn’t entirely cruel… only when he was in a bad mood, which was more times than he’d like to admit.

He glances towards the redhead, his head dipping towards the unfastened seat belt. “Seat belt,” he reminds her, “I don’t want to crash and you end up dead.” Although, he did want that; one less monster to deal with. Pressing his foot down, the accelerated jeep began it’s descent further into town and towards the security office. 

He was never very good at small talk. “So Anderson, good day at college?”

Natalie slumps into her seat, with her eyes observing the passing scenery as she tried to understand why she was here, and not some other unfortunate soul. “Seat belts are shit.” She rolled her eyes. Maybe she wanted to live on the edge a little, maybe she didn’t care if she ended up somewhere that wasn’t Grimstone. Yet, she pulled across the belt and clicked it into place at his request. 

His attempt at making conversation was noted, but she didn’t care for it. She shrugged in response, not giving him the satisfaction that he’d succeeded in getting anything out of the redhead. Instead, she leaned forward and started fiddling with the radio, trying to find a channel that suited her tastes.

“Perfect!” She exclaimed, when she found a station playing a hit. “'Cause if you think I care about you now, well...” she sung, tapping her knee in rhythm. “Boy, I don’t give a fuck.” She enuciated the last word, removed by the radio, but wanting to annoy her driver.

[natvlic]

dominicxfoladare:

for @natvlic

Dominic has been meaning to get into contact with Natalie much sooner than he was planning to, but falling victim to circumstance, he’s unable to pull himself away from his busy work schedule. It’s not like he wants the young girl in his presence, but she’s required for what he needs to do; or more so, her power is. How else could he convince unruly residents that their place was here? Despite his hatred for this cage and the creatures within. However, he pulls up in the jeep that he only uses for official business, for an unofficial purpose. His eyes, hidden behind dark shades, view the college and he can’t believe that the government is allowing these monsters to be educated, as if they would be able to use a degree outside of Lake Grimstone.

Beeping his horn, he narrows his gaze and inspects each student as they leave the building and turn to hear the noise. “Oi, Anderson.” He says as soon as he catches a glimpse of a maiden with vivid red hair. Once he’s gotten her attention, he lifts his finger and gestures her to come forward and towards his vehicle. “We need to talk. Get in.” He commands. Propping his elbow up onto the window frame, he twists the key into the ignition, ready to drive whenever she’s seated.

Shit. What did he want? Natalie turned to face the guard with a frown, mostly at the insistence on using that damn horn to get her attention. Slowly, she made the decision to humour him, and quickly sped towards the vehicle to avoid more attention from her fellow classmates. If he was going to ask her about his sister, she had no idea where she was -- she had no idea where any of her old friends were.

Opening the passenger’s side door, she climbed into the seat with a huff, slamming the door shut with a strength to show the annoyance that she felt that she had been summoned so abruptly. “What do you want?” She asked, throwing her bag into the backseat, along with her books. “Let me guess, you’re not here to give me a lift?”

[natvlic]

unstabled-emotions:

The calmness around town made Adrian think of the calmness before the storm. Did TRP really do all that way back when only to disappear months later? He didn’t think so, he actually thought that something bigger was coming, he just didn’t know what or when. “I can’t explain it, I don’t know if it’s my power or not… but I feel it in my bones that this calmness won’t last.” 

“I don’t think it will, not when there’s so many people who want to destroy it.” Natalie thought for a moment. She was truly terrified of the responsibility she would have to save more lives than she did last time, but she was a resident and it was her duty to protect her surrounding community. “Are you scared?” She asked, unable to admit her own fear. “It’s okay if you are, blondie. I’ll protect you.”

[natvlic]

blorkes:

Person A: I have a riddle. What’s sweet and cool but too much of it gives you a headache?

Person B: A popsicle…?

Person A: I was gonna say you but popsicle works too…

[natvlic]

double date → n/c & t/c

[natvlic]

genieinabcttle:

“That makes two of use Cadence. If I’m telling the truth I didn’t think you’d turn up at all Nat… make up some reason why you can’t make it.” Tristan wasn’t fully sold as he was still standing with his arm around his girlfriend. “Sure it would work? So I take it as you’ve been dating a while? So how did you meet?” It was a simple enough question.

Tristan pulled out a seat for Cadence, before he sat down next to her. ““So your telling me you could turn into iron, and I could use you as a rag doll? You should be careful what minerals you should pick Caleb, they could do more harm then good around certain people.” Maybe Tristan should have slacked off a little, they hadn’t even ordered any food yet.

@genieinabcttle

Once Tristan sat down next to her she smiled and leaned against him.  “Thank you Tristan..”  She smiled at him, remembering to thank him for pulling her chair out.  It was sweet and even in the awkward moment, she felt like it showed so much more than she had ever expected.  When Tristan spoke to Caleb she placed her hand on his.  “Tristan.. please.”  She took a deep breath hoping they could all be civil. She turned to Natalie.  “Well thank you.  so do you.”  She giggled.  “I’m really sorry for causing us to be late though, it’s impolite of me.”  She sat there looking between the two men, wondering what she could say to keep them from fighting.  “I’m a genie..”  She laughed.  That should break the ice.

Not the easiest to pin down, she repeated in her head scornfully. However, there was some truth to his words, she supposed. Her eyes narrowed towards Tristan, and she couldn’t understand why he was pestering Caleb so much. Although, a part of her was amused at the very thought that maybe he might be jealous, concerned, too proud to admit that she’d bested him.

When she heard Caleb’s power, she looked at him with a cocked brow. Christ. That was his power? Turning to Cadence with a smile, she nodded gratefully at her compliment. “Thank you, I thought it’d only be best if I actually tried tonight. Although, I always look perfect,” she teased, laughing. “Yeah, she’s an awesome genie. I think.” She said, contributing to the subject change. “Can you make anyone’s wishes come true?”

@stone-skin·

[natvlic]

rheasoto:

“That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”

“Do you expect anything less from me?” Natalie said, sinking into the chair opposite Rhea. “Getting drunk solves everything. At least sometimes.”

[natvlic]

austinxfoster:

“You’re special to me, Natalie Anderson.” Austin admits, however he doesn’t explain himself. He questions whether he would be able to without sounding like he was replacing his younger sister for a newer upgraded model, which was the last thing he wants to do. However, what he doesn’t know is what exactly the girl in front trying to hide and why. All he knows is that he really wishes he wasn’t here right now. For a much different reason than before. If she really is planning on making a break for it then he wants no part in knowing. He’ll have no choice but to really drag her back if that’s the case and he isn’t fond of that idea. It’s not like he’s some monster, after all. He’s just trying to survive in this world and protect those who cannot protect themselves. Especially from the ones dressed with firearms.

“Cut the shit, red.” He shuts her down with a roll of his eyes and a small shake of his head. “I don’t know what you’re planning or who belongs in Oakwood, but I’m willing to escort you safely home if you turn around right now and come back with me.” He explains. It’s obvious that she isn’t going to the ‘employee sector’ to return to her residence because, for one, she’s not an employee and, if she were, she wouldn’t be worried about a curfew, or at least thanking him for saving her ass.

“C’mon.” He urges. “I’ll take you back to mine and we’ll see if Aislinn is up. I’m sure she’d love a girly chat.” He adds as a persuasion attempt. Still, he doesn’t move because he’s waiting for Natalie to do it first. He isn’t about to turn his back and let her take off. For all he’s aware, she may be stealthy as fuck, despite her recent performance, and he could be shit out of luck. Plus, he doesn’t really feel like running, or chasing someone down rather. he’s more than exhausted. “If we could move this along a little faster, that’d be awesome. I’d like to get a little rest before I have to get up and save you again.” He tells her. He isn’t necessarily trying to be harsh with her, but he’s sick of playing this game already.

“Is this because I gave you all that math knowledge? Or is it because you know I could rip the entire world apart? Which one is it?” Her demeanour changed. There was growl in her voice, a pain that she’d experienced far too much for someone far too young. The act of being used for what she could offer, what she could take away, what she could give in terms of power and magic. “It’s got to be one of them, right?” She said, as if she was certain that her statement was fact.

“Red? Is that the best you could come up with?” She’d found the term amusing, and her slurred laugh proved it. “Oakwood is where all the important people live.” She stated, with a hint of sarcasm and too over confidently. “I was going to see if that guy was in -- uh,” she closed her eyes, trying to think of his name. “Don? Dom? Whatever. I know his sister and I haven’t seen her in forever. I’m starting to think she was abducted by aliens or something,” she hiccuped. “But that’s not true, right? Because we are the aliens.” She was drunk and she missed her big sister, the one outside Grimstone and the one in it’s invisible walls. “I’m going to ask him if he’s seen her.” Perhaps now, intoxicated, wasn’t exactly the best time to pay him a visit.

“As much as I want to see Aislinn, I’m not going until I find out what happened. Or I find someone.” She insisted. “Find someone that cares.” Did she really think Austin gave a damn about her? No, not at all. Most likely, he’d seen her out and decided to be the hero of the tale, saving her ass to be the good guy that she knew he was. But he was being selfish, because she also knew that there were very little people in Grimstone who cared about her anymore. “Go home, Austin. Or go to Larissa, or Summer, or India... whichever girl you’re with today. Just leave me alone. I’m not worth it.”

[natvlic]

centuriicn:

Roman was on his day off, and had decided to head out to the main part of the town. He was on his way to the training center when a noise caused him to turn around. “What the? I might not be on duty right now, but that doesn’t mean I can’t write you up for that. It breaks at least three rules.”

Natalie was deprived of enjoyment these days. With her friends disappearing off the face of the planet and no sign of this town picking up in the dramatics department, she had to create her own fun. Unfortunately, that meant the disruption of others. Throwing another glass bottle against the fountain head, watching the glass shatter and fall into the water below, she smiled -- a pained smile. “What? I’m having fun, and I’m not exactly hurting anyone.” Unless they decided to step into the fountain. “Write me up, I don’t care. I could do with some excitement.”

[danandblair]

DAIR REWATCH ⇢ 5.16 Cross Rhodes

[natvlic]

@reecentience

[natvlic]

double date → n/c & t/c

[natvlic]

genieinabcttle:

stone-skin:

“non lovorremmo” he spoke back in Italian. Caleb had a variety of languages at his disposal and he was still learning more. “Well, I’m just helping you, Natalie. But it’s nice to known la reine des glaces a un coeur” he spoke the last part in French just before the other couple entered 

To Caleb, this was acting, he had to act like Nat resting her head on his shoulder was normal. He had to pretend that his arm around Nat was normal. God he was going to need a deep soak after this, he just hoped Nat didn’t take it as far as kissing him. “Hey, better later than never Nat.” Cable said with a friendly smile. “ so you must be Cadence, so that means your Tristan.”

“Yeah, we best not keep them waiting, to see you dressed so beautifully,” he said helping Cadence with the air tank bag, he put it over his shoulder and took her hand as they walked towards the restaurant. And as soon as Tristan walked in he saw Nat head resting on whoever that guy was shoulder.

“My hair doesn’t take that long.” Tristan wasn’t vain he only styled his hair simply. “ And you must be the boyfriend who Nat refused to tell me the name of.” 

@genieinabcttle·

Cadence giggled a little and looked up at Tristan.  “No, I’m afraid the hold up was me this time.”  She nodded giving Natalie’s date a smile.  “That is correct.  And you must be the mysterious date that I’ve heard about.  Nice to see that you are real.”  She looked over at Natalie giving her an approving nod.

“I must say I am pleasantly surprised.  I’m glad to see that Natalie has found someone.”  She kept her smile and remained civil and pleasant, despite everything inside of her screaming out in fear.

@natvlic·, @stone-skin·, @living-magnet·

It felt wrong. She wondered how long she’d be able to keep up the rouse, and if her heart would betray her and prove that she did not in fact love Caleb. She supposed she could wipe their minds of this entire event, but she was too prideful to not let Tristan know that she had moved on from her secret pining for his affection. As she giggled at Caleb’s switch of languages, she side glanced at the very man she’d been here to impress, trying not to let her eyes linger for too long in case Cadence noticed. 

“Well, you look lovely, Cadence.” Natalie responded, before hearing her remark. She had to grit her teeth together, and smile, holding back on some retort. Did she really think she’d make a man up? Actually... it’d be probably best left rhetorical. “This is Caleb. He’s...” What was he? What did he do? Did he do anything? “Why don’t you explain, pumpkin?” She affectionately called him, nudging him gently and giggled, forcibly. 

@stone-skin·

[bob-belcher]

[natvlic]

double date → n/c & t/c

[natvlic]

genieinabcttle:

Tristan had arrived at Cadence house to pick her up. Was Tristan nervous for the double date? No, he was over Nat, if anything this double date was to prove to Cadence how over Natalie he was. But Tristan's overprotective nature maybe his flaw, he was going to give this “boyfriend” of Nats a roasting.

When Cadence finally answered the door a smile grew on Tristan’s face, “ you look beautiful.” he spoke before looking to see if she had all her belongings “Tonights going to be alright… I promise. Thought we better hurry we’re late already.”

@genieinabcttle

To say that Cadence wasn’t nervous would be a lie.  This relationship with Tristan was new, still really new.  While she felt strongly about him, she knew that life could change at the drop of a hat.  That was just how life was, it changed and fast, if you didn’t protect yourself, you couldn’t always rely on others to help you out.  But she agreed to the double date, knowing that she could trust Tristan.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t exactly go out on this date with you, a double date none the less.. looking like trash.. now could I?”  She looked up at him, holding onto her air tank bag, making sure she had it.  She wasn’t about to wear it, then people would think it was a pity date and without knowing who Natalie’s date was, it was a risk.  She motioned, “Come on.. let’s not keep them waiting.”

They arrived at the restaurant and made their way inside, taking their seats.  Cadence smiled at Natalie and then looked over at her date.

@natvlic

Natalie took a deep breath, sighing in relief as the company was Caleb and not anyone else as of yet. She wasn’t emotionally prepared to see Cadence and Tristan together, judging her... figuring her out... wondering if Caleb was really her chosen suitor. When he spoke, she laughed and quirked a brow. “If you speak Spanish, I might actually fall for you,” she teased. “I always had a thing for guys that could speak other languages. Now, if you came out with a French accent... I’d be screaming.” She immediately felt at ease with his presence, thinking maybe this might go easier than expected. 

Then there was the arrival of Tristan and Cadence, and she tensed almost instantly at the sight of them together. Forcing a smile towards Cadence, she proceeded to snuggle into Caleb’s shoulder and rest her head in the crook of his head -- hoping he wouldn’t call her out on it. Oh god, she thought. It’s fine, just think of him. “Hey guys, I’m so glad you could finally join us.” She said, with a smirk. “Was Tristan keeping you both? I know how long it takes him to do his hair.”

@stone-skin·

[natvlic]

Natalie Anderson, a summary: I want everyone to be in love with me, but I want Reece more.

Uninterested, she frowned. “This anon, a summary: stop.” 

[natvlic]

double date → n/c & t/c

@living-magnet @genieinabcttle @stone-skin​

How had she managed to end up in this debacle? Natalie knew it was her own fault for the organisation of the humiliation she was about to receive if Caleb didn’t keep his cover. After she’d asked him to pretend to be her boyfriend, she had her doubts that Tristan would believe they were a couple. Why didn’t she just gather up the courage to ask Reece -- her go to guy for anything. Somehow she would have persuaded him to accompany her, whether it be to make false promises again or nag him until he gave into her requests. Regardless of the how, she knew his presence would be much more convincing than Caleb Vela’s. As sweet as the boy was, she didn’t feel anything for him that someone would perceive as anything more than a friendship. At least she was good at acting when it came to hiding herself, maybe she’d survive this ordeal if she could transfer those skills onto believing her and Caleb were in a relationship. 

Sitting alone in the restaurant, as she waited for the arrival of her first company, the redhead fidgeted with the napkin that had been left on the table. Tristan, Tristan, Tristan. Why did it have to be him? Why did she have to want his attention? Maybe it was due to her not having him any more, he wasn’t a toy she could play with and discard whenever she wanted. He was someone else’s now. The sound of a voice threw her off her train of thoughts, and she turned her head towards the source. “Oh, hey you.”