#(starter:leon)

[shiftingheart]

Evie’s heart was a battering ram against her chest. She’d accidentally exposed herself to a human months ago and hadn’t known. How was she going to get out of this one? If she told the slayers, it would confirm everything they thought about her. It would make her careless and reckless and flighty just like...just like...

She bit down hard on her lip, tasting blood. Deep breaths. Deep breaths. She hurried through the throng of gala guests, making her way for an exit to get some fresh air.

Only to find herself collide with something solid and tall. “Hey, watch where you’re-” All the air wooshed from her lungs as she realized who she’d run into. “Leon - I’m sorry.” It was the first time she’d ever used his actual name.  // @leon-ashford​

[firebringcr]

“Something tells me these roundtables aren’t going to go the way the higher-ups imagined they would.” There was still plenty of time before the meetings started, but Ollie had found his way to the conference rooms already. As much as he wanted to party, the weight of what might potentially be said or done up here later that night was heavy on his shoulders. He straightened one of the chairs and tried not to let his mind wander too much. “We’re just one city. Even if we do come to an agreement or get the tension settled here, that won’t change anything on a grand scale. And the problem isn’t all of us, anyway, it’s that damn VIGILANTE.” // @leon-ashford​