Mackenzie Everleigh

[ouroxkenz]

andrewxwhitmore:

He was running late - a fact he blamed on his need for coffee and a sweet treat. Luckily he’d found somewhere open early enough, and now two donuts wrapped in brown paper lay in the passenger seat of his car, alongside a small wrapped box. He’d known Mackenzie since she was small. The more time went by, the more proud of her he felt - the strength of her magic had increased, she’d managed to gain entry to one of the most prestigious universities on the planet. But he’d always been unsettled by the feeling that her life wasn’t fully hers. Upon learning that after all these years, she’d never left the boundaries of the city, he immediately set out to change that. Of course, it wasn’t without it’s risks. He shifted gears, car slowly coasting as he glanced through the windows, searching for the girl. His eyes settled at last on her silhouette against the rising sun. 

He smiled, breaking as he unlocked the doors. “Good morning, Kenzie.” His voice was cheerful. He liked mornings. “Hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long, sorry. You good to go?” He went to move the items from the seat, before looking back to the girl. “Oh - I, uh, brought you something from Paris.”

Mackenzie was practically bouncing on the balls of her feet as she kept herself pressed to the tree so nobody saw her. Though, through the excitement, she felt like her heart was about to burst out of her chest and she was so nervous that it was going to end all wrong. But just as she was just about to consider heading back home, she saw the car roll up to a stop and there was no turning back now. For the first time ever, she was going to sneak away and risk the wrath of her family and possibly the Ouroboros.

“Andrew!” Kenz breathed, sliding into the car and giving him a slightly nervous but still very bright smile. “Good morning.” She clipped on the seatbelt, placed her hands in her lap, and could hardly sit still. “Yes yes, I’m good to- What? Really?!” She asked excitedly.

[allglasseverything]

Elodie remained close to the buildings on her right as she idled down the street, her head tipped forwards slightly as she replied to an email on her phone while she walked. Her life currently involved sorting out details with new summer students as well as a whole lot of absolutely nothing, which meant she took her time as she moved. Had she walked another half step, however, she might have found herself under the box-television that crashed to the sidewalk in front of her. Heart in her throat, she jumped back and immediately looked for the source, which appeared to be an open window on the second floor. “Jesus christ,” she murmured to herself, paused now with the wreckage of an old TV at her feet like she existed as a background character in some sort of sitcom.

[ouroxkenz]

Mackenzie was walking around the city, enjoying the warm weather in her cute flowy dress she was so excited to wear now. She was looking around, enjoying people watching when she heard the sound that almost made her think of an explosion and just for a second she wondered if the Ouroboros were at it again. But as soon as she rounded the corner, it was simply an old t.v and she let out a relieved sigh as she walked over. “Are you okay?” She asked kindly, making her way around the shattered object. “Hey! Be careful!” She yelled up to the people in the apartment with a little frown.

[calliope-knight]

“Okay, so I seriously need your help,” Calliope said, rushing up to the person whilst carrying a plate of what looked like pulled pork. “I’m trying out this new recipe, and I’m not sure. I need you to try it and give me your opinion,” Kaia continued, picking up and trying another piece. She loved cooking, whipping something up in the kitchen made her feel like she was brewing a potion. “It’s not actually meat, but a fruit.”

[ouroxkenz]

Mackenzie gave a small tilt of her head as she glanced at the food, but she was never one to turn down anything free, especially when she could eat it. The little witch assumed it was meat when she first saw it, but eyebrows shot up when she was told it was actually fruit. “What kind of fruit is it?” She asked curiously but still reach out, took a piece, and expected before taking a bite. “It’s good!”

[ouroxkenz]

Mackenzie was terrified, yet very excited. It felt like she was finally able to go on a little adventure, and it actually takes place out of the city which has never happened with her before. Maybe this was a good first step to finally coming her own person. Before leaving of course, she cast a spell to keep anyone from seeing where she is. She knows that her parents set some kind of spell to alert them when she leaves, but it was easy enough to weaken. After getting her backpack full of anything she might need, she snuck out of her window and ran as quietly as she could, going to the place where they set the meeting.

The sun was just now coming up as she stopped with an exhale. She snuck out. She did it. This was so incredibly exciting, but she just hoped nobody else found out. So the small witch kept her eyes open, waiting for Andrew to show up so they could take off.

@andrewxwhitmore

[kim-jisoo]

[ouroxkenz]

daliazhang:

‘Observation duty,’ the dark witch though to herself as she headed down the street towards the Lennox Hill hospital. As much as she usually loved it, Helena had been having a pretty exhausting week with the Ouroboros. Once the illness had finally set through and began to spread, she was really hopeful to get a little bit of a break. Instead, her father had her taking notes and seeing the results of the contagion as it began to fully take it’s form. It had been fairly boring besides the occasional run in with some of the more prominent families, but still she really just wanted some sleep when she saw familiar faces. Her eyebrows curved slightly as she tried to squint, wanting to be sure that the two she saw standing next to each other was in fact who she thought. The dark witches instinct was to run directly for them, but stopped herself quickly. Kenzie wasn’t supposed to be in this area. Actually, Helena was pretty sure she wasn’t even reported to be patrolling at all and worry filled her. If she decided just to dart forward, earpiece on with her father listening, the dark witch could find herself trying to explain why the fellow member was here at all and began rapidly clicking it off.

@daliazhang​

Despite the vicelike grip she usually kept on her magic, the constant waves of nausea, dizziness and pain caused it to flash from her fingertips like lightning, sigils forming out of red droplets where ever her blood-slicked hand found purchase against a wall. It caused cracks and sometimes more pain for the witch, and it only served to infuriate and terrify her. She knew this was a potential problem with blood magic; if it slipped out of her control, she would very quickly travel the route of a monster.

Even still, she tried to use it to protect herself even as it disobeyed her every second. When the shifting, blurry shadow before her became the image of her father, every ounce as horrible and angry as she recalled him, something snapped. Rage ignited in her veins and without trying, she gathered power from whatever pool or streak of blood was nearby. “I will kill you a hundred times if I have to,” she growled. Her head still swam and her own magic threatened to eat her alive, but she’d take him down with her if she had to. Every time. All she had to do was cut him and she could get in his system, just like last time. Blood from her own hands gathered and she whipped it at the figure like a knife, aiming to slice her father’s chest.

@ouroxkenz​

Mackenzie could feel the magic oozing out of the woman and she tried to keep from getting too close. As a child she was taught everything there was about magic. In her crib, she was causing the little butterfly pictures on the wall to flutter around the room as if they were real. Or she was helping to heal a pretty flower in the back yard that had been trampled on by one of the Ouroboros members. But this, this darkness wasn’t something she ever really spent a lot of time around unless her parents were teaching her something.

Though she promised to keep her distance, she could help but move closer and reach out a hand as if she were trying to soothe the woman. And she was just about to speak, about to saying something else when the witch spoke first. Her eyes widened, but she knew it was due to the sickness. “I-I’m not here to hurt you, please-” But her voice was cut off and a squeak left her lips as she raised her hand, feeling something sharp slice through her forearm. Her eyes watered at the pain as she looked up. “Whatever you’re seeing, it’s not real!” Kenz didn’t want to use her magic to hurt anyone else. She wanted to get through to her. @helenagrimaldi​

[daliazhang]

Dalia was not known for rash decision making, but she filled this day with them from the second she began to cough up thick mouthfuls of blood. She was never quite so arrogant as to think she was beyond harm, but the iron taste in her mouth and the difficulty breathing that came with it created a severe sort of memento mori the likes of which the woman had never experienced until now. And so, desperate to survive or at least to die somewhere other than the floor of her office, the witch managed to sneak out of Lennox Hill without anyone noticing, and she hoped that it would be an uneventful walk home. She was wrong.

Blood on her lips and each breath more painful than the last, Dalia forced herself to keep walking the route she knew by memory, but as she walked, she realized she probably couldn’t make it and that there was a good chance she wouldn’t be able to get beyond the quarantine barrier.

Not that it mattered. After five blocks, she fought for every breath and her ears rang as the familiarity of the city began to slip away until it was an unrecognizable wash of murky color and the constant, repulsive coppery tang of blood in her mouth. A figure approached, small but its silhouette shifting as though made of smoke or… something. She squinted and felt magic rush to her fingertips, cold and almost itchy. “St-stay away,” she commanded, then coughed so hard her torso pitched forwards and she expelled another mouthful of blood onto the pavement. Perhaps the horrific silver lining to all of this was there was blood everywhere–despite being on the edge of death and her magic barely obeying her will, the abundance of blood made her a singularly powerful opponent if she wished it.

@helenagrimaldi @ouroxkenz

[ouroxkenz]

Mackenzie was trying her best to stay under the radar from her family while she helped other people. She knew they would be disappointed if they found out, so she was doing what she could without anyone really noticing. 

While walking through the streets, blood on her hands from helping, she saw someone stumbling around. Of course she had to look around to make sure there were no Ouroboros or family members, but she soon quickly moved forward. There was something about knowing she was at fault for this, something about the guilt that struck her chest at the thought that this woman was struggling because of her.

“Hey It’s okay, you need to relax.” The young witch said as she continued to move towards her, hands held up in a surrendering pose. She knew that putting out so much energy would only make the sickness worse. “Sit down. It’s going to be okay.”

[kitcarter-blog]

Magic. That was the only thing that could have caused this. The city was in an outbreak of being sick, some people having a fever and a cough and others coughing up blood. Kit could feel himself getting worse and worse. He was sick to his stomach, the world was spinning around him, and he could taste blood in his mouth every time he coughed. Blinking slowly, he looked at the person closest to him. “Do you have any water?” He asked, his throat sore from the last few hours spent coughing. He needed some kind of conversation. Something to keep his mind away from how sick he felt and the worry he felt for his family. He leaned back against the wall, palms pressed to feel how cool it was, keeping him stable from moving. “How much longer do you think this will last?”

[ouroxkenz]

Mackenzie could feel the dark magic weaving through everyone who had grown ill. Some of it was her’s, some was her parents, some her friends... Kenzie was meant to be taking notes and reporting back to the group, but she had focused on helping anyone who really needed her help. After spending an hour or so running from person to person, she let out a long breath and decided she would rest for five minutes before getting back out there. Her eyes were shut with her head pressed to the cool wall when she heard the voice next to her. “Of course.” She instantly said, zipping away and coming back with water almost instantly. She uncapped the battle and held it out, eyes assessing him to see how bad he was.

[ouroxkenz]

tjbeaufort:

“Yeah, let me sit,” he nodded just letting his body collapse onto the bench as he leaned his head back and exhaled slowly fighting the raging coughs. TJ was getting more exhausted by the moment. His head was pounding, his heart racing faster and faster with each moment, and his body doing its best to meet equilibrium against his rising body temperature. “Sure,” he waved his hand giving her permission. Anything that would bring him even a sliver of relief he would welcome. “Hey, why aren’t you sick? Got a strong ass immune system or something?” 

Mackenzie let out a thankful sigh when he chose to sit. She could feel his body heat rising just by standing next to him. There wasn’t much that she could do for him, so she cast a little silent spell on the water to make it ice cold as she stepped forward and set it down on the ground. With the damp cloth in her hand, she pressed it to his forehead. Kenzie was told to rehearse answers to that type of question, so she nodded. “I don’t often leave my parents house, so I wasn’t put at risk of getting the virus. But generally, I do drink a lot of herbal teas.” Which was true, but it wasn’t exactly the truth to his question.

[ouroxkenz]

aidn-brdeaux:

Aiden backed away a little when he saw someone handing the person water. “Good.. that’s good.” He stared at them a little longer, before turning to the helpful girl. She seemed calm and alright. “No, I’m fine. Nothing major.” He said, still inspecting her. “I’ve been walking around and helping people. Everyone is worse off than I am. But you’re the first person who looks like they’re… less sick, than I am.” He wasn’t sure what he wanted to say with that, but he thought it was worth mentioning.

Mackenzie nodded her head. It was good that there were others out there helping however they can. She just wished she could do more, but it was too risky. Her excuse for coming out was that she’s going to record data which most Ouroboros are doing, but she just wanted to do something good for the innocent people. “I spend most of my time in my parents house.” She explained, which was honestly completely true, but of course she did have help with keeping the sickness away from her. “I suppose the sickness has yet to spread to me.”

[ouroxkenz]

hunter-in-the-pack:

He saw her mouth move before she walked away. The werewolf was honestly surprised when she came back handing him a cup. He pulled his headphones down and looked at her with an eyebrow raised. “Tea? I am not fucking British.” The werewolf still drank it, but he made a disgusted face. “What is in this?”

Mackenzie gave a slight shake of her head but she was glad that he took her offer. It will honestly do very little, but it should at least be slightly calming and good on the throat. “You know, tea originated from China. They use it for medicine.” She explained with a smile. “All good things, I promise.”

[hunter-in-the-pack]

“I am putting these on to drown out the utter bullshit you are spewing from your mouth.” He coughed. “For the hundredth time, it is a fucking cold.” Xavier stated as he placed the headphones over his ears. He had to make sure everyone was okay. He hated what he was even more than when he first turned and felt so damn uncomfortable. Xavier was on edge enough to consider punching the next person to ask if he was alright. However, he knew he needed to take a short rest by this building to hopefully get some stamina. 

[ouroxkenz]

“But it’s not-” Mackenzie ran a hand over her eyes as she walked away when he put headphones over his ears. She made some tea which should soothe anyone’s throat pain, but there was nothing else she could do. It was impossible to get anymore Phoenix tears than what she was given to ingest herself. Kenzie walked back with a cup of steaming hot tea and held it out. “Even if it is just a cold, this will help.”

[liamjarvis]

He had found solace in the confines of Central Park, and the Jarvis boy was convinced death was imminent. His body had undergone numerous transformations, all for the worse. Even in a widespread city tragedy could Liam’s mouth be unable to help itself. “Lord I don’t know what I’d do,” He sang weakly, “All I do is sit and sigh, oh Lord, that last long day she said goodbye… well Lord I thought I would cry.” At least he would resign in peace. “Oh god, please. Help me. Give me blood, life, religion, water. Please — I can’t take it anymore. I can see the light. Goodbye, cruel world.”

[ouroxkenz]

Mackenzie was doing her best. After the Ouroboros did an attack or something, she was never there to see it. But now that she was actually involved in helping with the sickness, she has seen far too much. When she came upon her ex, she took slow steps and kneeled down in front of him. “Liam?” She asked softly, guilt coating her voice. “Would you like some water?”

[rfael-dlgado-blog]

Aiden was viewing the situation with total amazement. The riots were extreme and the illness was serious. He was suffering from a sore throat, his eyes a bit stingy and a headache, but that was about it. To his left, someone was sitting against a wall. He couldn’t quite make their face out right away, nor could he tell if they were doing okay. “Hey..” Aiden approached. “Are you doing alright? You need some help?”

[ouroxkenz]

Mackenzie’s family didn’t know she was out and about. They did know she was helping people that she aided in causing to grow sick in the first place. It was why she was completely fine. The small witch was walking back with a glass of water when she saw someone else helping her ‘patient’. “They seem to be doing better than most.” She explained as she leaned down, handing the person the glass. Then she turned towards the male and gave a soft smile. “Do you need anything?”

[tjbeaufort-deactivated20180815]

Someone was talking to TJ but his mind began to space as the room around him began to spin. Shaking his head in hopes to make it stop he blinked his eyes rapidly and looked at the person across from. “Sorry. What did you say? Are you burning up? I feel like I’m burning up?” This was an all new form of heat radiating from the phoenix unlike ever before. 

[ouroxkenz]

Mackenzie was out walking around, noticing all of the sick people. She did feel very bad for aiding the Ouroboros in this task, she didn’t realize how many people would get sick. The young witch was walking around when she saw the Phoenix and of course, he was sick, which was very ironic considering their tears were what kept her safe. “I was asking if you would like to sit.” She repeated patiently, trying to hide the slight bit of guilt in her gentle eyes. “I have a wet cloth. May I?” Kenz motioned to his face, hoping he would allow her to help.

[ouroxkenz]

adella-doe:

Adella resisted the urge to roll her eyes. How sick she was of hearing witches say I have magic as if they expected a round of applause. She didn’t seem like the type of girl who would do what needed to be done if it did so happen they were came across. “Well I’d hop to that before patrols start,” she replied with a nod. 

She shook her head her comment, “We won’t be caught. That implies that there will be consequences if they find us. The only consequences that there will be is them being buried in these graves that we’re digging up”.

Mackenzie nodded and set the shovel down. She was a bit shy doing her magic in front of someone else, but she walked forward a good few feet and took out a little pouch. It had the ingredients needed for the spell. She dropped it down and walked in a circle around the grave, dropping a few more pouches so it surrounded them.

Once done, she whispered a little spell and a silky black sheen surrounded them in a dome before disappearing into nothing. It sort of cut off some of the sound, so it sounded like they were in a bit of a plastic bubble but she didn’t have the time to perfect it. She was still learning. “Or we could knock them out?” She suggested lightly as she pick the shovel back up.

[ouroxkenz]

hcrvx:

“You didn’t know who the Beatles were?” Was she kidding? Nickleback was one thing, but the Beatles. He wasn’t one of those psychotic fans who thought Paul McCartney walked on water, but if there was ever a band to know, it was them. “You got a bad case of amnesia?”

Mackenzie shook her head. There was plenty her parents didn’t teach her about the world, and that was maybe because they just didn’t want her too curious about leaving. “My parents only teach me things they think matter.” And different bands was definitely that. “I just have a bad case of not knowing much.”