Ethan Novitzky

skinwalker fugitive hiding out in Sunnybrooke most commonly used aliases: Owen (Charlie Rowe) Ames/Amy *Amelia* (Annie Clark) Sasha (Miles Teller)

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dragon-tala‌:

“Holy crap, are you okay?” Tala rushed over, crouching beside him and looking over his body, hands outstretched but not sure if she should touch him. “What do you need? Should I call for the guards? Do you need to go to the hospital?” This was not how she was expecting to spend her last shift at Whitmore’s.

“Water” he said quickly, looking up at her. “It’s hot. It’s so hot” he squeezed his eyes shut, silently willing his body not to shift. He would stay in bed for days, would throw up everything inside, he didn’t care as long as he didn’t shift here and now. 

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His insides hurt and his whole body felt like it was on fire. It had been almost three full days since Ethan had turned back into his true form. As Ames he had scheduled her shifts at the sandwich shop in a way to give himself recovery time at his apartment, but the last few days he hadn’t actually gone home, and when he shifted from Ames he did so to either Owen or Sasha. He’d been in Owen’s skin for a few hours when he found himself collapsing out of his booth at Whitmore’s, biting down on his lip as he muffled a scream of complete pain. 

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kara-murphy‌:

Kara blinked, taking a step back instinctively. “What? No. I mean, I’m not,” she said quickly, sputtering a bit as she shook her head, pretty sure she wasn’t? She wasn’t. She couldn’t be.

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that.” she shook her head, “not with the way you talk about him”

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kara-murphy‌:

Kara bit her lip, thinking for a moment. “He’s just … honestly, I don’t think we’d be friends if we hadn’t spent so much time together. We found each other back in college. He’d only recently found out he was the Hell Hound to my Banshee and I kind of … helped him fill in the gaps and that took us spending a lot of time together. And we both have kind of snarky senses of humor, and after time I was able to see past his walls and see that there is someone caring underneath all the meanness, his caring is just somewhat conditional. And I guess I felt special to be inside his small circle of people he actually cares about. It kind of felt like I won something, because he lets so few people in … and he’s loyal. Incredibly loyal. And dedicated to his work …” Kara shrugged. “And there’s little things too like … when he smiles, like really smiles, it’s so great, and he always smells a little bit like ash but not in a bad way? And …” She trailed off, realizing she was starting to ramble.

“And, um, yeah,” she finished, flushing faintly.

Ames listened as she spoke about Kieran. The way it changed from their history to more about the guy himself. “And you’re in love with him” she said as if it was a fact and not a question posed to the girl across from her.

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kara-murphy‌:

“Yeah … thanks, though. I appreciate it. Sorry if I was short earlier. I’m just … I don’t know,” Kara sighed. “I know I was selfish, I just wish he could forgive me.”

“So what’s so special about this guy anyways?”

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kara-murphy‌:

Kara smiled briefly. “That’s sweet of you, but I don’t think you’re mean enough to play Kieran correctly,” she admitted, pretty sure if she practiced on Ames it’d be her wish fulfillment version and not what it’ll actually end up being like.

“You sure? I was in a play once in junior high. I bet I could channel my inner mean”

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kara-murphy‌:

“I guess,” Kara said, sighing again. “I just … he’s my best friend. My only friend, really. I guess I’m afraid if I try to talk to him it’ll make things worse.”

“You can practice what you’d say on me”

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kara-murphy‌:

“Yeah. Maybe. It felt like he meant it, though. He’s … he’s not the nicest person, and he generally means what he says. He’s not one to pull punches,” Kara said with a sigh, pulling her hand away finally in order to brush her hair back behind her ear.

“Maybe” she bit her lip “though I still think you should try to talk to him about it. If he doesn’t listen that’s his fault, and you know you’ve tried and that’s all you can do”

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kara-murphy‌:

“He’s not going to listen. He’s pretty much told me he never wants to see me again. He … he went as far as to say that he hopes the door closes by the time I die so he can ensure he’ll never see me again,” Kara said, swallowing hard as she continued to stare at Ames’s hand over hers.

“Sometimes people lash out and say or do things they don’t really mean when they’re hurting. I knew a boy like that before I came here. “

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kara-murphy‌:

Kara looked down at the other’s hand as it covered hers. She sighed again, doing her best to calm down. “Yeah,” she said softly. “I just wish he’d try. I get why he’s mad, and I know what I did was wrong, but … I don’t see how he’s going to stop hating me if he doesn’t understand why I did it.”

“Maybe you should ask him if he understands, and if he doesn’t ask him to listen to you. If he’s your friend he’ll at least give you a few minutes to explain”

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kara-murphy‌:

“I know he has a point,” Kara said, snapping before she could stop herself. She sighed and rubbed her forehead. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to snap, I’m just … I’m just frustrated. He can’t see things from my point of view. He doesn’t understand how much I want to save people, to use my predictions for good, and to fail every single time. He has no idea how that feels.” She shook her head. “He doesn’t even try to understand.”

Ames did her best not to flinch as Kara snapped at her. She took a moment before reaching to place her hand over the other’s. “People don’t ever understand something they don’t know”

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kara-murphy‌:

“You sound like my friend,” Kara said with a soft sigh, looking away and trying to think of an excuse to end the conversation and leave.

“Maybe your friend has a point” Ames said softly “beating yourself up over something like that isn’t fair to you. Besides, I think she probably knows you wish you could have warned her in time. I don’t think she would blame you either for what happened.”

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kara-murphy‌:

“No,” Kara admitted, hesitating before continuing. “It … it was a woman who had recently been murdered. I … I predicted her death but wasn’t able to warn her in time. I wanted to apologize for that.” She sighed. “It was selfish of me. I wanted to ease my own conscience instead of letting her rest in peace.”

“You don’t have to apologize for that, y’know. It wasn’t like you were the reason she died”

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kara-murphy‌:

“It’s not a physical door. It’s, um …” Kara trailed off, trying to think of how to explain things. “Okay, so imagine that when you die your soul has to pass through a doorway into the next life, whatever that might be. And it’s kept shut so that the soul can remain in that life in peace, with no way of returning to its previous life. But I tried to open that door to talk to someone in the next life and somehow … it got stuck open. So now all those souls can come back through, but without their bodies, which have been buried or burned, they’re just … ghosts.”

“Why were you trying to talk to someone? Was it like your mom or something?” 

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kara-murphy‌:

“What? No,” Kara said, shaking her head. “I’m just … somewhat responsible for opening the door that let them all get here,” she tried to explain.

“door? I’m not really following”

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kara-murphy‌:

“Well … you know all those new people that have suddenly turned up? They’re ghosts and … I’m part of the reason why they’re here,” Kara said, inhaling shakily and shaking her head, her chest feeling tight.

“You killed all those people?” she raised a confused brow at her. That couldn’t possibly be what she was meaning....could it?

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His insides hurt and his whole body felt like it was on fire. It had been almost three full days since Ethan had turned back into his true form. As Ames he had scheduled her shifts at the sandwich shop in a way to give himself recovery time at his apartment, but the last few days he hadn’t actually gone home, and when he shifted from Ames he did so to either Owen or Sasha. He’d been in Owen’s skin for a few hours when he found himself collapsing out of his booth at Whitmore’s, biting down on his lip as he muffled a scream of complete pain.