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mementomcriis‌

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“here me out ;” some of sidney’s best monologues came from those THREE little words. some of her worst did, too, but that was a point that was neither here nor there. maybe that was why she had such a horrible time keeping friends, until recently - not the inherent weirdness she blamed, but the fact that she treated friendships like a strange sort of BIND. if they cared about her, they wouldn’t turn her down when she had a dumb idea, right? “i have a lead. someone who knows someone - alright, brad from my visual arts class has a cousin who knows a guy, if you MUST know ; saw some weird shit, the other night, down at the docks. i know, i can hear what you’re thinking alright- ‘weird shit at the docks, sidney? shit’s always weird at the docks’. but this was different. apparently it just…- it FELT different, and you know how i feel about feelings. i need to go. and we’re not meant to be walking around alone, and i’m sure that you care at least… 40% for my safety, so- d’you wanna come?” 

– AT THIS POINT, ALLIE SHOULD BE FAMILIAR WITH SIDNEY’S ‘LEADS.’ most of which hadn’t amounted to anything, considering they were still sitting on their asses in allie’s dorm room, throwing ideas back and forth. but still, allie was generally the first to agree to sidney’s ideas, perhaps because she just loves being included. “i guess. i mean, if anything a little too weird is going to happen, it might as well happen at the docks...right?” allie furrows her brow, a bit concerned. she doesn’t want to get her hopes up, because most of the time, these things don’t pan out, but just maybe...she flashes sidney a grin. “yeah, there’s NO WAY i’m letting you check out a lead alone. imminent death or not. i will be there with snacks and a first aid kit,” she confirms, an earnest nod. “are you going right now?” 

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doecease‌

        her   fake   id   had   worked   wonders   .   idly   ,   jane   stirs   a   straw   through   the   overpriced   drink   that   she   had   bought   to   maintain   her   human   facade   .   it   was   supposed   to   taste   like   strawberries   and   work   fast   .   too   bad   jane   wasn’t   able   to   taste   it   .   she   plucks   the   cherry   out   ,   presses   it   between   her   fingers   -   a   red   burst   !   just   like   the   victim   that   she’d   be   having   for   dinner   tonight   after   they   had   enough   alcohol   in   their   bloodstream   .  

        violet   eyes   scan   the   bar   ,   a   hint   of   a   smile   on   her   face   .   until   her   plans   are   interrupted   .   but   this   human   smells   –   good   .   great   ,   even   .   she   assesses   her   with   darkened   eyes   ,   pasting   a   more   human   look   onto   her   face   .   ’   oh   ,   no   ,   ’   she   replies   ,   pushing   humanity   into   her   tone   :   still   ,   there’s   a   hint   of   something   foreign   in   her   accent   .   ’   this   is   my   first   time   here   .   and   i   –   do   you   want   this   ?   ’   she   holds   out   the   sugary   drink   .   ’   i’m   not   a   big   fan   .   ’   but   she’d   be   a   fan   of   this   girl’s   blood   after   she   drank   some   of   it   .

– LIPS PART SLIGHTLY, a little caught off-guard by the woman’s beauty. alabaster skin, dark hair, and a sort of secretive smile. when she’d planned to interrogate bargoers, she hadn’t intended to get so flustered. her heart lurches a little. “that’s okay,” she says, “it’s my first time here too, actually. i was just...looking for a friend,” allie shrugs her shoulders, eyes flitting around the bar for other potential regulars. the other woman slides the drink allie’s direction and allie furrows her brow, “are you sure? i mean, i don’t want to take your drink, and um. no offense, but i’m not – not really in the habit of taking drinks from strangers, you know, safety and all that. not that i don’t trust you, you seem nice, it’s just – you know, weird stuff going on here lately,” allie rambles, flashing jane a small apologetic smile. “are you new in town?” 

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sfterglw‌

“you never know , they could be.” she commented as she ran a hand through her hair for the moment as she stretched from where she was laying. lips pressed for the moment. “i don’t know. maybe they made big foot like an invisibility cloak. you know, them making big foot a wizard or something.”

– “NO WAY, THAT’S TOO CRAZY,” SHE LAUGHS, shaking her head. “big foot is one thing, but big foot roaming around in an invisibility cloak is too much to manage. maybe it’s...i don’t know, do you think it could be the mob? they own crazy animals too, probably.” 

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blccdbourne‌

crimson-painted lips curled into an amused smile at the other woman’s question. “it’s actually my first night here. well, since unpacking, that is. it’s taken me forever.”  the brunette paused to take a sip of her drink. in all honesty, everything beyond furniture in her rented apartment had been bought on her arrival to town, and she’d needed all of five minutes to organize things to her liking. not that she’d tell a stranger that, of course. that was exactly how to draw attention to herself, and not in the good way.

“what about you – are you here often? not to pick up women, of course.”

– “UNPACKING?” ALLIE BEAMS. “well, welcome to town!” she figures she won’t get much out of this woman in that case, and she isn’t sure she wants to scare her with all of the happenings and her crazy conspiracy theories. she’s just trying to solve a mystery, maybe give this girl the justice she so deserves. not scare off newcomers. “what brings you here?” she asks, earnest.

“and, um, no – actually, i was just hoping to run into a friend, but they’re not here, so. i’ll get out of your hair soon, promise.” 

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slwmovers‌

         she goes out with co-workers  ,   though eden is far more the type to stay in and watch a movie with her cat and some hot chocolate  .   ALAS  ,   it’s a friday night and she’s already three ciders in  -  which means she’s a little more  friendlier  ,   if that was even possible  .   brunette gives the blonde a wide grin  ,   head tilts with a chuckle  . 

           “  you’re just fine  .   it wouldn’t be the  first  time i’ve heard it  .  ”    she puts down her glass  ,   offers a hand  .     “  eden  .   and only when i’m invited out with my coworkers  .  ”  

– “OH, GOD,” SHE SIGHS. “i mean, i swear, i wasn’t trying to hit on you. not that you’re not beautiful, and totally SHOULD be hit on. well, not in a creepy wait, but i mean –” she’s digging herself into a hole, face turning redder by the second. a soft sigh escapes her lips, averting her eyes. “allie,” she says, rather quiet as she takes the other woman’s hand. “so, you weren’t here last friday, i’m guessing?”

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slwmovers‌

           “  well  …  just that it happened to be not tuesday and was monday  .  ”    a pause  ,   not often is the vampire  genuinely  confused  ,   but she is now  .     “  …  technically  ,   if they had asked  -  yes ?  ”  

– “SO WEIRD!” ALLIE LAUGHS, amused. she reaches for the light switch in the room and turns it off. “okay, now stick out your tongue,” she instructs.

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ashlifted‌:

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cedric was capable of being honorable. he grew the wall of steel around him after the loss of his wife. the soft harmless complexion before him moved a wall or two down quite a lot. “okay, why don’t you start at the beginning, about your brother it’s the only way for me to get the proper picture for what happened.” he tasting at his unkempt desk, tasting the steaming sugar attack pretending to be caffeine.

– ALLIE DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO FEEL ABOUT THIS GUY. all she knows is that the rumor mill has told her that he’s good at what he does, that he’s found all sorts of people. the thing is, her brother isn’t lost or missing – he’s GONE. it’s the how and why of it all that remains to be said. “what, like the sort of guy he was?” she says, “or like, the night he disappeared?” he certainly looks like an investigator, straight out of arthur conan doyle novel, just as grim-looking too. that should at least say something. 

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thomasodonnell‌

Thomas was taught from a young age to always be considerate of others. As strong as his mother was, she refused to raise her children without manners or common decency. She also taught them how to haggle, a skill that was not lost in the modern-day. The girl was right about the coat being expensive but he had worked the price down to something more reasonable. Money was scarce these days, too many employers wanted documents and skills that someone like him simply did not possess. That didn’t mean he would let someone else go cold, especially now that he did not need warmth to function. “All the more reason to insist.” Thomas gave the stranger a smile of his own, soft and without any malice. “I don’t feel the cold ‘nd it’s not too bad, Galway used to be worse ‘an this.”

– ALLIE SEEKS OUT HIS EYES WITH HER OWN, trying to get a read on him. honestly, all she finds is kindness, which is sort of unexpected from a stranger in the shadows. honestly, she wants to believe the best in people – if he was going to do something, wouldn’t he have done it already? “you don’t feel the cold?” she asks, pulling the jacket over her shoulders, flipping her ponytail to the side. “do you have a sensory disorder?” she’s actually just been reading about those, pretty fascinating, actually. “i’m literally always cold, and i’ve grown up here. i can’t get used to it,” she grins at him. “i do want to give this back to you though, please. if you’ll let me find you again?”

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clexrwaters‌

      No, that was certainly NOT the most cliche line she had ever heard.  Leah gives the blonde a look   ( one that gave off an  ‘ are you fucking with me ‘  vibe ) ,  though the corner of her lips curled when she spoke up again.   “ WHY YES, “  she throws her a bone, taking a sip of her whiskey coke.   “ I do come here often.  Got any other cliches you want to throw at me ? “

– “UH,” ALLIE LAUGHS, a light blush peppering her cheeks. “did you fall from heaven? how YOU doin’? i lost my...” she giggles, “never mind.” she gives the other girl a more serious glance, “sorry for joking around, actually, i wanted to ask if you’d seen this girl at all?” she holds up her phone to a basic profile picture, a girl with straight brown hair in a cropped sorority photo, holding a bright pink sign. “she actually just got a haircut, before...anyway, same vibe though.” 

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gravcyard‌

gianna is beside allie, fetching the two some drinks. baybreezes. fruity, easy, and usually not too heavy on alcohol. if she was being honest, she didn’t want to be out - at least not here. when she was stressed she was often inclined to become a shut-in, which is fine until the questions poured in, and she often hated lying about the ‘why’ of it all. her eyes grew WIDE as she listened to allie talk to the patron beside her. “oh my god,” she mutters. quickly she pushes enough money across the bar to pay for their drinks and tip and turns swiftly to her friend. she forces a laugh, then, one that would APPEAR real, glancing at the patron before speaking. “we’re just trying to figure out if this place is worth staying at, you know ? or if we should bar hop. like is it… sketchy?” it’s some form of damage control. she waits for their response before continuing. “we have friends coming and we were trying to figure it out ! but speaking of… they’re over there. c’mon, allie !” 

she links her arm with the blonde easily, handing over her drink as they depart. “she is beauty, she is grace.” gianna is teasing the girl beside her, but the smile she throws her way is at apologetic. she WANTS to help allie - gianna could spell it all OUT for her if she wanted to, but more than anything she wanted her to remain blind to what’s really going on in seattle. “i’m not… i’m not sure this is really the place to get. .  intel, if that’s what you were going for. it’s LOUD and most people have other things on their mind.” it’s a hint that maybe after they finish their drinks they dip out of there. “we could get food after this,” she holds up her beverage in reference, then. “my treat.” 

– ALLIE HANGS HER HEAD SLIGHTLY AS GIANNA DRAGS HER AWAY, starting to mouth a few things in protest. but gianna is quick as she is clever, and allie is left scrambling for a semblance of her dignity as they turn away, repocketing her phone. “i just thought that maybe, if someone – you know, came here often, they might’ve seen what happened to that one alayna girl, or maybe at least saw who she left with. it’s sort of crazy to me that the police aren’t even looking.” allie glowers momentarily, flashing a mocking glare at her friend. 

granted, she can see gianna’s point. allie isn’t exactly the smoothest of investigators, and it didn’t really look like that was panning out. “i just don’t think it’s fair that this sort of thing happens and everyone just turns their heads, thinks, ‘not my problem,’ you know?” teeth sink into her lower lip, and she does look genuinely worried. it’s not even the disappearances that upset her most, it’s the public disinterest. no one cares. “i’m not really hungry." a rare statement coming from allie. 

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livewiires‌

“you really aren’t,” she’s quick to reassure her ; even going so far as to soften her features as much as she can, though she’s certainly out of PRACTICE. there’s always a kind of edge to kate’s expression, even when she allows herself to smile - iron beneath, she thinks, a coldness to golden eyes that her sister’s do not HAVE or a certain kind of danger that’s implied by the ancient markings that snake along her arm. people find it easy to gravitate towards the denali’s, but not her. something is different. something unfixable, imperfect, left from being human. she never cares, except for now, when she’s left wishing she could do more for this little human. “i’m sorry to hear that,” she really does seem apologetic, too, though she can’t CONNECT in the way that allison does. kate knows what’s happening. that’s more than can be said for a lot of the humans in this city. “the boy and your hometown. i suppose if you’ve already lived it, it would make sense you feel-” helpless. she stopped herself, just barely. “i don’t usually… even offer, this. but if you think PRIVATE lessons would be any good to you, we could… sort something out.” 

– ALLIE REALLY DOESN’T MEAN TO INTRUDE, it’s not her style, she just hates feeling so hopeless and desperate lately. when strange things are whispered from the shadows, she can’t help but feel like time is running out, and she’s on the cusp of demise. not that it could really matter, anyway. she’s not sure any amount of training would save her life, but it might make her feel more secure. “it’s okay, it’s sort of becoming commonplace around here. are you...new in town?” she asks. honestly, even the people that aren’t remain oblivious, but allie doesn’t see how they can. not when people are disappearing left and right, but that’s the thing. there’s hardly a word about it in the papers. her expression brightens at kate’s suggestion, a small smile on her lips. “you would do that?” she asks, “i mean, obviously i’d pay you, but that would be really kind. just a few lessons, no big commitment, i mean, and – yeah, sorry.” she’s rambling again. 

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irina-denali‌

The unwelcome flirting from the man at her side was just beginning to get old when Irina heard a voice from her other side. Flashing the man a cold glare that would stop anyone dead she turned to face the girl instead. Golden eyes landed on a rather beautiful blonde and Irina found herself smiling immediately. Every word she spoke amused her more than the last.

“Oh darling it’s quite alright if you did mean it the first way. I wouldn’t mind one bit,” Irina replied her voice musical and soft as she leaned in and placed a reassuring hand upon the others knee. “I don’t actually come here very often at all but I was feeling rather bored and couldn’t find much of an alternative. What about yourself. Do you come here often,” she questioned her voice teasing as she smiled brightly.

– A SOFT BLUSH CREEPS UP HER NECK AND FILLS HER CHEEKS, not expecting such a forward response. in fact, she doesn’t really know how to deal with it, a shiver running up her thigh at the other woman’s cool – chilling, actually – touch. “no, i haven’t actually...see, um, that’s not how i meant, because, well–” she fumbles to get her phone out of her pocket, dropping it on the counter. flustered, she picks it back up, flipping through. “i’m looking for this girl, she was last seen...here.” allie holds up her phone toward irina, subtly shifting her legs away. “i’m guessing you probably don’t recognize her.” 

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– ALLIE ISN’T ONE TO FREQUENT A BAR. she doesn’t much like drinking unless it’s sugary and doesn’t taste like liquor at all, and even then...but still, she’s got a mission. she’s no police, but lately she’s tried to take it upon herself to do the things the police aren’t doing. she’s probably just with a boy, they said, but something just didn’t sit right with her. 

“hey, do you come here often?” she asks, settling into one of the bar stools. her face turns red when she registers her words. “n–not like that! i meant it as a serious question, as in, do you frequent this establishment?” not much better.

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livewiires‌

“i’m sorry. i hope i haven’t offended you, somehow?” she had spent so much time around humans that she had figured she understood them, by now ; or at least had some kind of IDEA how their minds worked. the fact that this girl seems genuinely disheartened sows a seed of confusion in kate’s chest, and when she looks to her it’s with marked interest. “you… can’t wait until next time?” it’s posed as a question, but kate isn’t exactly sure what she’s asking. is she just excited? is there something more? she has to wonder… “you’d think so, but i haven’t been overrun YET. seeking out my kind of help would be admitting that something is wrong, here ; and a lot of people haven’t done that. i take it you have.”

– “OH MY GOODNESS, NO!” ALLIE SHAKES HER HEAD, adamant. now she’s a little concerned that she’s made a bad impression, shifting on her feat. “no, it’ll – it’ll probably be fine, sorry, i don’t mean to keep you,” she says, taking a few steps back. it is sort of disheartening, how she feels on the walks late at night, the sort of people she’s run into lately...strange men covered in blood, watchful eyes in the shadows. if she knew a few moves, MAYBE she’d feel more capable, but all she can hope is that she manages to avoid these haunts. seattle is changing. “well, yeah,” allie says, “the guy who used to sit next to me in bio is just GONE and no one says anything. and it’s starting to feel like walking past a pool of blood on the street is just part of the scenery now. there’s something...different here, i guess. a similar thing happened in my hometown a few years ago.” her voice grows soft at the end, remembering. forks still hadn’t gotten over it, not really. and neither had she. 

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me to my friends

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sfterglw‌

her eyes widened when she heard what the other said. “come on allie , they totally did. you know, the fact that the police and the military were prepared SHOWS the worry.” she commented for the moment.  eyes widen even more when she heard what allie said. man, it made so much sense. “what if the mutant experiment is big foot. i mean , i wouldn’t put it past the government to have created big foot.”

– ALLIE ROLLED OVER ON THE BED, hanging off of it halfway as they spoke, suggesting theories back and forth. “okay, yeah, but i highly doubt they’re looking for some sort of revenge after they saw how it panned out. no one stormed anything.” she looks beth in the eye. “big foot...although you’d think that it’d be a bit less subtle. and no one’s seen ANYTHING yet. you’d think someone would notice a giant ape. right?” 

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slwmovers‌

         “  well  ,   yeah  .  ”    a pause on her part  ,   she shrugs at the blonde  .    “  i only did it on a monday night because i was  dared  do to it on a monday night  .   i don’t back away from dares  .  ”  

– “WHAT’S THE DIFFERENCE ABOUT A TUESDAY NIGHT?” ALLIE ASKS, leaning in with her brow furrowed, “the same thing would happen, right? or am i wrong?” her voice is so earnest, curious.