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Velvet lips and the eyes to pull you in we both know I'd already win. Rebecca Darling; witch.

[rebeccaxdarling]

Handle Me With Caution + Rebecca & Spencer.

[alxndralovelace]

HE wondered if there short conversation would end right there, with his lamely made up answer about being fine there on the bus. Part of him was sad to think that there conversation would end so soon, the other part questioned why he cared. He leaned back against the seat, his hands crossed in his lap, fingers fiddling with each other. Then he he actually smiled when she asked him if he was busy that night, knowing that he would at least have the opportunity to have some company.

SPENCER didn’t have to consider much when deciding what to answer her. Stay at home and be miserable all night, or try to have a good time and be social? The answer was all too clear for him. And he had been really getting bogged down with the suffocating monotony of his life, maybe this would be a nice opportunity for him to branch out, really distract himself.

“SOUNDS fun,” he said to her, turning to fully face her again as their eyes met. For such a confidant girl, Spencer was amused to notice how she was practically tripping under her words. Maybe she just hadn’t had company in a while —- that was probably it. “Vodka is much preferable to me than the bourbon,” he assured her with the nod of his head, small smile still up on his face. He didn’t smile that often but with her they seemed to come to him naturally. It was an odd sensation, but he wasn’t complaining. It was nice. “Although you can have the Netflix control, I don’t watch much TV.”

[rebeccaxdarling]

REBECCA watched Spencer’s fingers twist within each other, it was interesting to see his feelings manifest in what could possibly be a habit. Funnily enough it was a symbol of exactly how she felt. Nervous, unsure, and needing something to occupy her attention. However, after so many years of being told by her mother why it was such a bad habit as it ruined the fingers, the girl reluctantly kept herself from imitating the boy. There wasn’t much Rebecca cared about, but being so into violin, the blonde was strict when it came to her hands.  

SHE smiled at the boy’s response to her offer, she was a social person, but she never made an offer to get to know the people she went out with, and it was a change that she decided they both needed. Rebecca met the boy’s eyes and was a little ashamed of how much she had been hanging on for him to say yes, and how disappointed she would be if he didn’t. Rebecca nodded “I mean, I hope you’re not being sarcastic, most guys would die before drinking something so girly. –– - It gets you drunk quickly and anything that does that is preferable, honestly.” She pursed her lips and looked forward at the boy, “Are you a fan of Grey’s Anatomy or... Crime shows? It’s all I watch, honestly.” 

[rebeccaxdarling]

Handle Me With Caution + Rebecca & Spencer.

[alxndralovelace]

AFTER listening to the girl say that she was doing good, Spencer nodded his head for a second. It was good that she was doing good —- but he also knew that the phrase I’m good was hardly revealing of how someone actually felt and more of an automated response to the question he had posed. He himself knew how often that lie could be told, how easily that lie could be believed by everyone around you. But he had to shake that morbid thought off; it wasn’t his business to even worry about that. She was interesting, and he had run into her twice within the past week, and he was talking to her…but she wasn’t someone who suddenly owed him an explanation of their words.

SPENCER laughed a little bit at the girl’s comment about Netflix and vodka, shrugging his shoulders because he really couldn’t argue with that logic. “Sounds like a solid time,” he offered a small smile as he looked over at her. It wasn’t everyday that Spencer found himself involved in small talk —- he tried to avoid it as much as possible, actually ( which was incredibly tough when working as a bartender ). He knew this part of the conversation would lead to her asking him how he was, as social norms would dictate it, and he was already thinking back to his internal reverie about the universal answer, true or not. I’m good. But was he?

AN awkward moment of silent passed again after she asked him and Spencer was deciding what to say back to her. Well, he would say if he were to tell this girl the truth, I can hardly sleep and when I do, I get constant nightmares, my job is shit but the money is very much needed, the pills my doctor has me on just make me feel weird inside, and I can’t go ten minutes without thinking about my dead family. But Spencer had long ago learned the simple trade of faking a smile and nodding pleasantly. “Things are alright,” he shrugged his shoulders, his lips curling up on the ends, “nothing really to complain about, so.”

[rebeccaxdarling]

REBECCA felt like she was excluding him, and a little like that was a bad thing. Being with Spencer was bringing about a whole lot of new feeling for the blonde. So, she did the unspeakable and decided that if the chance presented itself, she’d make the effort to invite the boy over, in the most innocent way. She could do with the company, and she decided from the way he seemed so damn out of it, he could do with the company too. 

THE blonde’s chest constricted as she met Spencer’s eyes, it was like every lie the boy told about how he was feeling made it harder for her to breathe, and despite the girl’s tendency to be brutal, she didn’t know how to approach the topic with him, especially on the bus of all places. ‘Things are alright. ‘ Rebecca resisted the urge to scoff at the boy, instead, she nodded solemnly in response, afraid that if she opened her mouth she might actually burst into tears. 

HER attention shifted for a moment, back outside, and without looking at the boy she spoke, “So, do you have any plans for tonight? I mean I know it’s short notice, but I mean, I have a bottle of vodka, I could drink the whole thing, but frankly I’m trying to cut back... I mean if you’re not into that I’m sure my brother has some bourbon lying around... Or you know water... And I mean, you can choose what we watch on Netflix.” Rebecca Darling wasn’t one to stumble over her words, but this was important to her, she wanted to make him happy, or at least feel better. 

[rebeccaxdarling]

Handle Me With Caution + Rebecca & Spencer.

[alxndralovelace]

SPENCER was getting really sick of having bad days. He had long since come to accept the fact that he was just a very unlucky person and just seemed to attract misfortune. But sometimes he really just wished he could have a genuinely good day. The day started off with him jolting awake at four in the morning from a nightmare, the specifics of which he had already forgotten. But it was just the same as they usually were: his family, blood, glowing eyes, screaming, then nothing. He couldn’t sleep well after that and had a midday shift at the diner so he had to get down there and serve day drinking idiots for hours, and right before his shift was up a couple of asshole werewolves had been arguing and it got out of hand and freaked him out. Long story short? Spencer just wanted to go home.

GETTING onto the bus, Spencer made a mental note to himself to get his license again at some point soon, because public transportation was just that — too public. The bus was packed full and he saw one empty seat, next to a blonde he didn’t recognize, her head half turned to the window. At least she would be a quiet companion. He sat beside her and let his tired mind rest, wandering to the areas of his mind he didn’t particularly like to go. He thought about the boring, mind numbing monotony of his current life, about why it had to be so monotonous. He thought of his father, his mother, his older sister and his little twin brothers. He thought of how they all died because of him. He shut his eyes and tried to focus on something else, repeating words to himself in his head. You’re okay, you’re okay, you’re okay, repeating it like a mantra so it might one day be true.

BESIDE him, Spencer felt the girl shift and turned to face her, his eyes lighting up in recognition. He had spoken to her the other day, talked about making the world a better place. “Yeah,” he nodded his head at her when she said his name. “And you’re Rebecca.” He remembered her name, remembered the girl who spoke her mind quite vividly and who seemed to have not much holding her back. It intrigued him. “How are you?” He asked lamely, not really knowing what else to say here, his eyes focused curiously on her.

[rebeccaxdarling]

REBECCA nodded at the boy when he recalled her name, ( not that she was impressed or anything, she considered herself to be quite memorable ) and wondered if she’d done the right thing in starting the conversation with the boy. Rebecca could happily talk a persons ears off, given they were suitable and worthy of her time. She wasn’t sure that he was. Sure Spencer’s face was a work of art and that made her want to stick around, but what about the rest of him? Did they have common interests? Was it worth following the urge she had to talk to the boy? Rebecca really didn’t know. It wasn’t often the girl tried to make friends. She had maybe three or four tops, not including Trevor, and they didn’t really keep in touch, anyway. 

TO hell with it. Rebecca decided to play the game and keep the conversation with the boy rolling. “I’m good.” She offered, though she wasn’t sure of how true it was. Her response was dictated by social convention, though she usually did, she wasn’t going to break the way things were usually done. She hadn’t known the boy for long, but there was something about him, he was different. Of course he was completely ordinary, as far as she could tell, but Spencer just seemed fragile to her. She wanted to tread carefully with him. She sensed he wasn’t as good as he might of said he was. Rebecca understood lying about your mental health ( she did it often before she blocked it all out ) and so she wasn’t one to judge, yet she wanted to be there for the boy, no matter how long she’d known him for.

AFTER a short silence that was coming close to being awkward, the blonde opened her mouth and continued talking, “I mean, I have wifi, I’ve got an active subscription to netflix, and I have a half a bottle of vodka, I’m good to go.” Rebecca shrugged, “Plus my favourite band just released a new album of covers...” She didn’t go into details, she always found it embarrassing to admit that she listened to mostly classical music or string covers of popular music, much less that she actually played the violin. “How’s things with you?” She asked, for once genuinely curious about what the answer would be. 

[hurriicxne-blog]

“I gotta let you know what now?” Elijah let out an exaggerated sigh. “This is gonna be more work than I imagined. Alright. C’mon, blondie. To my place we go. —Wow, this is actually the first time I’m not excited to take a pretty girl home.” 

[rebeccaxdarling]

“ –– - I can change that if you want.” Rebecca said matter of factly. “You know, you don’t live that far from me actually, that’ll make it easier.”

[skylarsnxw-blog]

“And you think MOCKING people will achieve this? This… this is exactly what is wrong in today’s society.”

[rebeccaxdarling]

“Are you an idiot?” Rebecca asked, “Don’t answer that, I already know that you are.” She corrected, “ –– - You can use identifying words you know, you can say I’m whats wrong with the world. I won’t mind.”

[diana-sage]

Diana shook her head, disgusted, looking around and weighting her options. In her back pocket, the weight of her gun felt heavier than ever. She was divided within, between her need to try and do what was necessary to stop someone who was hurting people and…and fear. Her heart was still racing from what this witch had done to her. One wrong move, and she’d end up dead. And she couldn’t allow that, not when her brother was still in Emerald Springs. “Why are you doing this?! What’s in it for you?”

[rebeccaxdarling]

Rebecca could have sensed Diana’s indecision, but she was far too self centred and on too much of a high for it to mean anything. She ignored the girl and grabbed the glass she’d left earlier to have a drink, Rebecca was being far too cocky, she thought, if Diana tried something again, she’d remind her of what she felt earlier. Rebecca pulled the glass from her lips, “Hurting you was for nothing other than the fun of it.” She mused. “Others though, I typically use them for survival purposes, all in all, thats fun too.” 

[hurriicxne-blog]

“I was– joking.” He said the last word more quietly. “But um, sure. I guess we can do this. Where does one start, miss stylist?”

[rebeccaxdarling]

“You gotta let me know what I’m working with. I need to see your closet.”

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[rebeccaxdarling]

Handle Me With Caution + Rebecca & Spencer.

@lostpiierce

REBECCA didn’t like to drive, she much preferred to get driven, it reminded her of how she used to get driven back home, sometimes just to get away from the drama of Emerald Springs she’d get on the bus. Being alone on the bus was potentially the only thing that made the trip bearable, but unfortunately she wasn’t the only one who relied on public transportation to get around, and today was particularly busy. So when she felt the stranger sit down next to her, the blonde reached in her handbag and slowly began untangling the mess. She never could understand how they managed to always tangle despite her putting them away neatly. 

REBECCA turned the volume up and rested her head against the window, it wasn’t comfortable, but it provided the escape she was looking for. It didn’t take long for her to get lost in the intricate violin solo’s and start to focus on the energy radiating from those around her. She was never was good at dealing with the empath side of things, the only thing she really felt from those around her was desire, so you could imagine the shock on her face when she felt an emptiness leeching onto her from the person next to her. Sickened by the feeling, she ripped out the earphones and looked at the boy. 

SHE knew him, the boy who had sort of understood the way she operated. Rebecca was intrigued by him, now, more so than ever. He made her feel something, even if it was a lack of emotion which she too was familiar with. Rebecca opened her mouth to speak, but for once in her life, nothing came out. She paused, hoping he hadn’t seen, and tried again, this time with a different approach. The blonde had trouble with names and putting them to faces, it all sprung from the complete disregard she had for others, but his was a face she wouldn’t forget for a long time yet, and there was just something about his name that made it easy to remember. In a tone that didn’t fit the way she abruptly pulled the earphones from her ears, she said, “Spencer, right? We met the other day..” 

[alxndralovelace]

“That could be true too, but still, do people’s fashion choices really bother you that much?”

[rebeccaxdarling]

“Sure they do. You know, I know I can be a judgemental person, but just think about how judgmental I am. How do you think other people are? I’m just saving everyone for embarrassment.”

[diana-sage]

Diana had hunted down all kinds of psychopaths. She’d seen people who looked like nothing out of the ordinary, commit the most terrible of acts. She’d never allowed fear from stopping her to do what was necessary, and that was bring those who deserved it to justice. But never, ever in her life had she felt such terror crushing her flesh and bone. It was like drowning, and burning and—it slowly faded away. The brunette breathed and breathed, chasing after the oxygen she’d thought she’d lost. The blonde’s shadow that weighed over her, instinctively had her try to crawl back and away. “I do. I do understand what you are,” she said after all; a monster. Diana didn’t complete her sentence, but the utter disgust in her eyes as she finally glared back at the blonde witch, had to be a dead giveaway. Trying to bring herself back on her feet, she dusted off her clothes and held her hands together to cover the wounds that were created there. “Any other points you want to make while you’re at it? Or are you gonna skip dropping any bodies today?” This wasn’t about some word battle anymore. It became clear to her that, her brother had been mistaken. There was nothing about these people to be appreciated or admired. What kind of person would do what this woman had done to her, for no reason? Diana wouldn’t wish it to her greatest enemy. And, if she was going to walk out of this with her life that day, she was going to do whatever it took to get him away from them, once and for all.

[rebeccaxdarling]

Rebecca watched Diana’s face contort from a look of pain to that of disgust. For the blonde, it was the most pleasing thing in the world. She knew what Diana was thinking, she probably thought she was a terrible person, but Rebecca didn’t care, not one bit, she didn’t actively seek power like some of the people in town, but Rebecca did want to be seen as powerful, and there was nothing she’d stop at to be seen that way. She’d killed people for her own personal gain, she’d terrorised them, but to her, living in this town where she could get away with practically anything she didn’t have a care in the world. Rebecca paused thoughtfully at the girl’s comment, “Done for the day?” Rebecca scoffed, she pulled up a chair and looked at the brunette, “With you maybe. As for the bodies? I haven’t even started. Frankly I’m offended you’d think that’s it.”

[diana-sage]

“Really. And spoiled little girls do?” At this point, anger had begun boiling inside Diana. There was a specific she had been raised. And that was, that nobody was above the law because the law was made to protect people. She’d heard it earlier, that law didn’t really matter and Emerald Springs; and it’d infuriated her. Where there wasn’t law, chaos erupted sooner or later. And judging from the abilities most of these inhabitants had, it would be there sooner than anybody would think. Especially with this one. At first, she felt it creeping up her spine, the terrorizing cold clinging onto her skin and trying to pull it apart and swallow her inside the darkest pit she’d ever feared. “No…N-no…” Her eyes filled with images she couldn’t shake—images of her and every person she’d ever loved being lost inside that cold darkness. A scream erupted from the top of her lungs, a cry more desperate from the time she found the cold, lifeless bodies of her parents. Without realizing it, Diana fell back and tried to get that water away from her with her own nails, scrapping and kicking. “What–what are you doing!? Bring them back. Let them go!”

[rebeccaxdarling]

Rebecca closed her eyes in satisfaction as she felt the terror take hold of the girl, she was getting lost in the sensation of the fear gripping onto Diana ( it was stupid of her to try something like this without proper control over her powers, but her need to show up the other girl prevailed over her sense of logic ) , but the scream tore her out of her trance, thankfully sooner rather than later. Rebecca walked over to the girl, standing tall over her, “Don’t underestimate me again, I’m more than just a spoilt little girl.” She pointed out, watching over the girl, “Do you understand? 

[alxndralovelace]

“Maybe you and I have two different definitions of the phrase making the world a better place, then.”

[rebeccaxdarling]

“Maybe not. Maybe we just have different ways of doing it.” 

[alxndralovelace]

“Somehow, knowing that you mock other people about their horrid taste isn’t all that comforting to me.” Spencer said honestly, nodding his head a bit.

[rebeccaxdarling]

“Why’s everyone so hell bent on calling it mocking. I’m simply making the world a better place.”

[alxndralovelace]

“Well, you’re not wrong about that.” Spencer replied simply with a shrug of his shoulders. “Sorry that my fashion choices offend you, though.”

[rebeccaxdarling]

“There’s rarely much I am wrong about.” She said, mirroring him and shrugging her own shoulders. “Unfortunately that’s just once aspect of life I’ll have to try to get used to.You’re not the only one with terrible taste.”

[diana-sage]

Diana mimicked the woman’s facial expression. “Just a piece of advice? Pissing off a cop isn’t the smartest move you can make. So watch your tone first, and then we can talk about mine.” She glared at the blonde, rolling her eyes as she put her phone back into her pocket and returned hers; but only after reading the name of the contact. “Ha ha, funny. Well, Rebecca, I was raised to handle people who want to punch me; it’s part of the job. I can handle myself.” The corners of her lips twitched in a small, yet satisfied smirk; Gotcha, she thought. “I see. Just out of curiosity… In this so called hierarchy… Where does your kind belong?”

[rebeccaxdarling]

Rebecca snorted, “A cop huh, wow you must be pretty important in a town where that actually means anything.” Rebecca couldn’t help but laugh slightly at the girl, her mood flickered instantly from something of a warning for the brunette, about how others in the town could be, to something more sinister. Rebecca didn’t want to punch the girl. The blonde had never punched a person in her life ––– she could break a nail if she did that ––– instead, she’d use the other for every ounce of energy in her, but Rebecca wanted to have fun, and she wasn’t interested in that today. “Where else but the top, darling?” she asked. Rebecca pulled at every feeling of terror she’d ever felt, and projected it onto the other girl, and with a wicked smirk, she watched intently for the the slightest hint that she was feeling it. 

[diana-sage]

Diana raised her eyebrows at the sudden shift of the conversation. She gave it a thought and, at last, took her cell phone out of her pocket whilst keeping her eyes on the blonde. “Clearly,” she repeated to emphasize her distrust, reaching her empty hand for her to give her her cellphone as she held hers in the other.

[rebeccaxdarling]

Rebecca raised an eyebrow at the girl, “I know you’re not an idiot, and you’re clearly someone who knows how to pick their fights so I suggest you watch your tone.” The blonde said, all the while she was flipping through the phone trying to find the contacts. She eventually put her number in, “I just want to put my number on speed dial because you’re going to get punched in the face one day and personally I’d love to be there when it happens.” She handed the phone back and took her own phone from the girl, “Things work differently in Emerald Springs, there’s a hierarchy and your kind is practically at the bottom of it.”