don't worry

sawyer woods, twenty-two, human. I'm not special, and I'm sure as hell not going to sweep you off your feet, but I can promise that if you need someone to kick somebody's ass, or your ass, then I am most fucking definitely your girl. And on another fucking note. I am the best goddamn barista that The Mystic did ever see. I even fucking made it to Assistant Manager. So suck it, fuckwads. If you ever find yourself wanting to get into trouble, you know where to find me. Black market dealer/thief.

[sawyerjwoods]

Well, uh... that... was weird. 

[furynyx]

You just went somewhere where the alligators stay on the ground? So not exciting. Who lives in Florida?

[sawyerjwoods]

I said it was a family reunion. So family. Aunts, uncles, cousins twice removed. Those sort of people.

[charlieoneal]

I feel like that’s normal for families, but at least you get noticed. I don’t.

[sawyerjwoods]

Then make them notice you.

[furynyx]

Where was this family reunion thing anyway? Anywhere nice?

[sawyerjwoods]

Florida. Near the everglades, like? I can't even pronounce the fucking town- it's sorta fuckin' ridiculous, honestly. 

[cordeliahathaway]

Why wouldn’t I be lucky?

[sawyerjwoods]

Well uh, I don't know.. I was just.. never mind.

[john-storm]

A look of guilt flashed upon the girl’s face and he let out a little chuckle. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, love.” Shrugging his shoulders, he pulled out his lighter and became to fiddle with it. “Some of us ain’t got no family, that’s just the fact of the matter. Or, maybe we do but we choose to forget ‘em. Either way, it was supposed to be a joke.” Throwing her a smile, she let out a hearty laugh and nodded. His hand moved up to the ends of his black eye and gave her a slight wink. “Yup, these bitches definitely hurt.” Holding out his hand, he gave her a smile. “Johnathan Storm. Cigarette extraordinaire — you wanna inhale ‘em, I got ‘em. — Just kidding. Magician for hire ‘s what I what I am.”

[sawyerjwoods]

"Well ya kinda did." Watching the man take out his lighter, Sawyer suddenly wished she had a cigarette poised between her lips, but she wouldn't ask him for one- was he even going to smoke a cigarette, or was he just nervous? Who the fuck knew. Sawyer didn't. "Yeah, I figured that much by your like, words or whatever." Wow, this guy was some sort of poet, or it seemed like he was trying to be. Biting down on the inside of her cheek, Sawyer gave a firm nod at his black eye, acknowledging the fact that they probably did hurt. Sawyer's eyes grew wide at the mention of magician. "Wait, can you pull a rabbit out of a hat or something?"

[furynyx]

Are you sure you didn’t just binge watch some really bad nineties sitcom?

[sawyerjwoods]

I would've much rather have been doing that.

[john-storm]

"Y’know whats funny and great at the same time? The only family reunion I’ll be attending is when I’m dead. Get it? The whole fam’s dead. Ba-dum-tss." Pausing for a moment, he let out a light chuckle. "Want my advice, sweetheart? Get so roarin’ drunk you won’t even be able to remember what happened during the reunion. A+ Advice there. Also advice: Don’t get too drunk you wake up not knowing how you got a freakin’ black eye."

[sawyerjwoods]

"Uh..." Sawyer lifts her gaze to the man standing beside her. Had she been talking out loud? Damn, she really had to stop doing that. Suddenly, however, Sawyer was feeling horrible about complaining about a family reunion she hadn't even gone to. There were clearly people without such families. Clearing her throat, Sawyer nodded slowly. "Yeah, I guess..?" Pressing her lips together, Sawyer stared at the man. "I'd rather not get a black eye though. Those bitches hurt."

[charlieoneal]

Tell me about it. I hate hearing family talk about how their child is doing this or that or something. I hate people who brag. 

[sawyerjwoods]

Mine just pinch my cheeks a lot. I'm twenty-two, not a fucking kid.

[cordeliahathaway]

Are they? I’ve never been to one.

[sawyerjwoods]

Wait, seriously? Consider yourself lucky.. or, wait, shit. Maybe not.

[furynyx]

So that’s where you were? I thought you dropped off the face of the earth. Not that I noticed or whatever. 

[sawyerjwoods]

Yeah, that's where I was. My mom was all, 'honey lets go, it's time to leave!' and I was like wow mom, you're such a drag and then I got in trouble. I'm twenty-two years old and I got into trouble for calling my mom a drag.

[eli-underwood-deactivated201409]

"Frankly, that’s not what I’m worried about, I’m just wondering why you feel the need to lie for a simple question."

[sawyerjwoods]

"I don't know what you're talking about?"

[sawyerjwoods]

Family reunions are fucking awful. I don't see the point in them. Half of my dad's family hates us anyways.

[larryishellacute]

cross out the things you've done

[sawyerjwoods]

Graduated high school. Kissed someone. Collected something really stupid. Smoked a cigarette. Got so drunk you passed out. Snorted cocaine. Rode every ride at an amusement park. Gone to a rock concert. Helped someone. Gone fishing. Watched four movies in one night. Gone long periods of time without sleep. Lied to someone.

Failed a class.  Smoked weed. Dealt drugs. Been in a car accident. Been in a tornado. Been to a funeral. Burned yourself (not on purpose). Ran a marathon. Cried yourself to sleep. Spent over $200 in one day. Flown on a plane. Cheated on someone. Been cheated on. Written a 10 page letter. Gone skiing. Been sailing. Lost someone you loved. Shoplifted something. Been to jail. Dangerously close to being in jail. Skipped school. Had detention. Got in trouble for something you didn’t do. Stolen books from the library. Gone to a different country. Dropped out of school. Watched the “Harry Potter” movies. Had an online diary. Had a yard sale. Had a lemonade stand. Actually made money at the lemonade stand. Been in a school play. Been fired from a job. Swam with dolphins. Taken a lie detector test. Voted for someone on a reality TV show. Written poetry. Read more than 20 books a year. Gone to Europe/America. Loved someone you shouldn’t have.  Used a colouring book over age 12. Had surgery. Taken a taxi. Seen the Washington Monument.Had more than 5 IM’s/online conversations going at once. Overdosed. Been in a fist fight. Gone surfing in California. Had a hamster/guinea pig. Pet a wild animal. Used a credit card. Did “spirit day” at school. Dyed your hair. Got a tattoo. Got straight A’s. Been on the Honour Roll. Know someone with HIV or AIDS. Made-out with someone. Played on a sports team. Snuck out of the house. Had a romantic relationship. Been on the TV.French braided. Been to Mexico. Crashed a car. Sky dived. Been kissed in the rain. Made an 11:11 wish. Drank alcohol. Forwarded a chain letter. Made a mistake.

[bl0ggingking]

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[rhiannonfindley]

Lovely to see you too. I took a holiday. 

[sawyerjwoods]

Yeah? Well, how was it? 'Cause I know damn well that it must've sucked, especially when I wasn't there.

[sawyerjwoods]

Questionable Acts // Sawyer & Amp & Isla

[talessa-rising-deactivated20141]

Amp sighed when Isla stepped through the door, stopping his speech as he knew she’d be interrupting him shortly. “I’ll take your stunned response as a yes, Miss Woods. You leave in two days.”

He looked from Sawyer to Isla, and sighed in exasperation. “Must you make such an entrance every time, Isla?” He began preparing her usual gin and tonic, and continued. “Miss Woods here has just received quite the promotion, one that requires she have the ability to protect herself. The position also requires secrecy… secrecy that you are not helping by announcing little tidbits of information like that, my dear.”

He sighed and gave the siren a look of hopeless desperation, one that read as ‘What am I going to do with you?’. “I think that I’ll make my way around the room now that Miss Woods and I have continued our business.” He walked around the bar, hooves clicking along white marble floor, and stopped at Sawyer, resting his hand on her shoulder and continued, “You’re welcome to hang out as long as you’d like, Sawyer. Miss Greene is excellent company, and I will be around for the evening as well; you’re in good hands.” 

Ha took the hand from her shoulder and patted her squarely on the back, “Enjoy yourself!”

[isla-in-the-sun]

"Announcing? To whom? The bartender? Honey, if you want, he won’t remember a thing at the end of the night," Isla waved a hand. as if to dismiss the thought entirely. "Within the first 5 seconds of meeting a person, you’ve already decided half of what you’re going to think about ‘em, so yeah, entrances are important."

She grinned over at the woman, fingers lingering a moment before slipping from Sawyer’s soft hand. “I have been wanting to meet you for a while now, darling. I recall we’ve spoken before, but never officially.”

She took the drink Amp offered up with a nod of thanks, seeing him off to do his own thing. A seamless delivery, really. “So, Sawyer, aside from international importing, what is it that you do with yourself?”

[sawyerjwoods]

"...Two- Two days?" Glancing between the two, Sawyer nodded firmly. If she was going to do this job, then she had to be flexible. A thousand different things collided with each other as her mind raced to keep up with what lies she would have to tell, and to what people? What would she tell her parents? Nyx? The Mystic? Biting down on her lip to keep from asking Amp those questions, Sawyer simply nodded. Avoiding letting her gaze trail down to his non-human legs, Sawyer stared him squarely in the eye. "You can count on me." Wow, that sounded really fucking lame. 

Looking over to Isla, Sawyer smiled weakly. This was a lot to take in, and the fact that she was being pushed out towards her job within two days, that was.. a lot to handle. She could do it though. She had to. If she didn't, she was sure Amp would string her insides or something gross like that. 

"Never officially? Uh, no." They hadn't. It had been about her mother. Sawyer made a hundred different mental notes not to bring her up. Shit, this was tough. Watching as Amp sauntered away, or what she assumed was sauntering, Sawyer found her attention being drawn back to the woman standing next to her. "What do I do with myself? Uh, nothing." Sawyer let out a small laugh before taking another sip of her drink. "I mean, nothing exciting.. not like this." Sawyer motioned around at the room before letting her hand rest against her opposite forearm. Was this how adults had conversation? Professional conversation? "I work at The Mystic, I'm a barista. I kinda fix things, like engines and stuff? But aside from that, nothing.."