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andromeda had spent the entirety of her day locked up within her office again, it seemed to be a rather bad habit she’d acquired, really.  “  i don’t believe i was expecting company,  ”  her words coming out slowly, making a mental note of the approaching footsteps long ago.  if they were trying to be sneaky, they weren’t good at it in the slightest.  “  tell me  --  what brings you here, darling?  ”  finally the original’s eyes focused in the other, allowing herself to add the paper she’d been examining into a pile of other papers that flooded her desk.

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blairlykosson‌:

one thing about blair: she got bored, easily. she liked to bounce around from place to place, making her mark wherever she went. which is why she initally did not want to revisit her past. briar creek may have been home, but it certainly didn’t feel like it, even with her siblings there. her brow peaked at the sound of a familiar voice, looking up and giving the brunette a smile, “i have been known to be quite the comedian.” blair liked the trouble. she liked excitement in any way she found it, so she simply shot andromeda a grin, “doing the best i can. though, i have a feeling you won’t be very happy with that, andi.”

“  i wish i could say i was surprised,  ”  andromeda knew her siblings, therefore she wasn’t surprised by the blonde’s comment.  “  tell me you’ve at least been having fun.  ”  she couldn’t say much, knowing she herself had spent the last few centuries getting into a great deal of trouble.  “  although, i hope you haven’t gotten yourself into as much trouble as i’ve gotten myself into,  ”  her words followed by a sort of chuckle.  while briar creek had never been andromeda’s most favorite place to be, her siblings presence was enough to make it somewhat manageable.

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blairlykosson‌:

open starter // downtown

she was bigger than this town. blair had always known that, from the moment she was old enough to know her power. everything about the blonde was beautiful, bold, and bright, and everything about this town felt starkly the opposite. perhaps the only habit of hers that fit was something she’d picked up in los angeles — smoking. as she made her way home from work, she picked one out of her typical, expensive purse, lighting it and enjoying the sound of her heels resonating through the quiet evening. the sun just setting, blair took a seat on a bench, checking her phone as she felt someone’s eyes on her after a few minutes, “take a picture, darling, it’ll last longer.”

andromeda had spent the entirety of her day locked away in her office at work, filing papers, filling out forms  --  you name it.  she was eager to get home and relax, not really intending on finding blair.  when she happened to find her, the blonde’s comment brought about a sort of dry chuckle out of the darker haired female.  “  how funny  --  hilarious, really.  ”  despite her comment, the look on her face showed little amusement.  closing the space between them, andromeda took the seat beside the blonde.  “  how are you?  keeping yourself out of trouble, i presume?  ”

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hybrid-heartbreaker‌:

“Dude, I’m telling you right now how unlikely that is gonna be, but go nuts” Vee replied laughing as she took another drink from the bar and drank it back nearly as quickly as she got it. To be entirely honest she was unsure what she was debating about with the other person, but it was enough activity to drown out the way her brain liked to do it’s usually thing when it got too quiet. “ Okay sorry, wait I totally forgot what we were talking about. That song has been super distracting the last thirty seconds. “

     long dark curls flung over her shoulder as she whipped her head around, giving the other a shrug.  “  have not the slightest idea.  ”  in all honesty, andromeda hadn’t listened to barely a single word the hybrid spoke, merely playing along with her little ramblings.  “  you were rambling on and on  --  i reckon it held the least bit of importance.  ”  she was well aware of the rude tone her words held, but truthfully, the brunette wasn’t here to make friends.

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❝  YOU SHOULD BE SCARED OF ME  ❞

❛❛   aesthetic .  ❜❜   ―   ◜   ❏  . ― long dark curls tangled in knots. heavily worn leather jackets. fingertips stained the slightest shade of red by blood. the sound of heels on flooring. paint stained clothing.

― ✎ penned by abby.

BASIC ▸

full name:  andromeda lykosson  ( will allow a select few to call her andi )

age:  thirty-six ( physically ) / thousand plus ( actual )

date of birth:  january 3rd, unknown year

occupation:  director at eichen house

species:  original werewolf

language(s) spoken:  english, german, russian, french, italian, spanish, dutch.

hair color:  dark brown

eye color:  green

notable scars or tattoos:  none

INTERIOR ▸

2 positive traits:  valiant & intuitive

2 negative traits:  impulsive & bellicose

likes:  knowing her family is safe, any & all kinds of art, instilling fear in others, being in charge, power, the feeling of being in love, picking fights

dislikes:  having to be patient, people who doubt her, disrespect, feeling alone, weakness

habits:  paints as a means of releasing frustration

FAMILY ▸

father:  unknown

mother:  unknown

siblings:  tba

BIO ▸

andromeda lykosson, often referred to as ‘andi’ by family, has and will always be a force to be reckoned with.  as a child, she was smart  --  using that to her advantage and using it to get herself in and out of tricky situations with ease.  she was brave  --  often finding herself diving headfirst into danger, without second thought.  she was almost always in trouble  --  her impulsiveness leading her to pick fights with much bigger and older kids.  sometimes she’d win, and other times she’d go home with a black eye.  some thought she’d learn her lesson and stop fighting  --  in her mind, however, she just learned to exploit their weaknesses and use it against them in the future.  even from a young age, her family has always meant the world to her  --  therefore, she’d often get in fights defending one of her siblings and will still, to this day, fight on any of their behalves.

as andromeda got older, she continued to keep tabs on all of her siblings, despite the fact they all went their separate ways.  she’d be damned if something were to happen to any of them.  after departing from briar creek initially, andromeda traveled the world  --  finding herself in europe for a while, jumping from country to country as soon as she found herself bored.  while in europe, andromeda fell in love with a young man  --  when asked about him, she’ll say the details are cloudy, but in reality, she remembers everything  --  the first time she experienced heartbreak.  he was a good man, but war struck the city they’d escaped to together, and within the first night of the city falling under battle, he was murdered.  andromeda was crushed  --  and for the first time in a long time, she was angry.  her anger led to a ruthless assault on the soldiers who’d killed her beloved, and after that, she was never the same.  her newfound anger brought her back to fighting, and after that, she found herself fighting alongside soldiers in battle, however she needed no weapon  --  for she herself was a weapon.  this was where she found her thirst and hunger for power, and the joy she got out of instilling fear in others.

andromeda continued to bounce from city to city, however there was a rather prominent blood trail that followed her wherever she went.  she made a name for herself, and she couldn’t help but feel proud that her name instilled fear in many who spoke of her.  as the centuries passed, she’d managed to subdue her anger by escaping to the mountains  --  finding the vast wilderness soothing and comforting.  she fell off the map for a while, keeping to herself up in the mountains for what seemed like ages.  when she finally returned to city life, she’d calmed down a bit  --  not being nearly as angry as she once was.  although, there was still a rage that burned deep within her, finding herself keeping her distance from the place it all began. since then, she’s taken up painting  --  finding herself the most at ease with a paintbrush in her hand.  art has become a sort of safe haven for her, calming her down in the worst of times  --  however, don’t be fooled, she’s still more than capable of snapping in an instant  --  and she has, on several occasions.

andromeda had no intentions on ever returning to briar creek, however the word of her siblings returning to the city has also brought her back  --  picking up a job at eichen house, needing a job that would put her in control, as power is the one thing she craves most.  like always, she wants to ensure the safety of her family  --  and therefore is only here for them.