#alex:01

[andy-the-wolf]

Where: One of the lounges Who: @aleksanderwilsons​

While the rest of the crews might have some problems meshing, the same couldn’t be said for most of the engineering department. The couple of mechanics that had come over from the other ship were competent and easy going. One of them, Alex, was even entertaining in a way Andy hadn’t anticipated. “Heads up,” she called to the man before tossing him a bottle of water and settling into a seat across from him, tucking her legs up under herself. The lounge was one of the few areas that the crew could let their hair down completely, especially since the higher ups didn’t often come in there. After taking a pull from her own bottle, she arched a brow at Alex, letting a smile brighten her features for a moment. “So... word on the proverbial street is that you’ve uh- hmm. Gotten in good with at least one Alliance member?” She might not know Alex well, but she figured the question would make him a little flustered, which is why she waited til they had the room to themselves before bringing it up. Sure, she could have left it alone, but there wasn’t a lot of excitement going on these days, so if she could live vicariously through a friend...

[lilithxcarlisle]

Trying to build a business from the ground up in a city like New Orleans was a challenge. There were already so many established family owned businesses and chains that it made smzll businesses have to struggle to make a name for themselves. Still, Lilith was determined to keep her dream going, no matter how much time it took. Or how many fights she had to not only win, but survive, to keep the business afloat. One of the best ways she had come up with the draw in customers and keep them, was coming up with new and different cupcake and cake flavors. Nothing too outlandish, since those tended to scare people off, but flavors that went well together in a combination that others hadn’t put into confectionery form yet. With her heightened senses of taste and smell, she could usually tell what would be popular with the supernatural crowd, but for the muted senses of humans she relied on Alex to help her out. He was pretty much the only person she’d let get close to her in recent years - maybe because in some ways he reminded her of her former foster brother, but also because it was almost impossible not to like him. Sliding into a seat across from him in the tiny front area of the bakery, she set down a tray of new cupcake flavors, smiling brightly. “Okay, so I know some of these will sound weird, but stick with me, okay? We’ve got chocolate bourbon pecan pie cupcakes with butter pecan frosting, lemon cupcakes with lavender frosting, dulce de leche pumpkin cupcakes, aaaaand vanilla bacon cupcakes with pork belly frosting,” she rattled off, pointing at each of the cupcakes in turn, watching for her friend’s reaction at hearing the names. @aleksanderwilson​

[ferreira-lena-blog]

@alexblackwell

“What the fuck, Mere...” The girl muttered as she closed the door behind her, a frown on her face as she noticed the clothes on the floor. Was the woman too drunk to actually put her clothes in the hamper? Lena rolled her eyes and cleared her voice. “Mere, are you in there? Sometimes I swear I want to throw your shit in a pile. There are days when you’re messy, days when you’re overly neat -- get a handle on it, woman.” A light chuckle leaves her lips as she enters the kitchen to grab some chips on the way to Mercedes’ bedroom. Stuffing a mouthful, she stops mid chew as she’s faced with something she didn’t really expect to be there. 

“What the fuck?” The woman chewed her chips before popping a few more into her mouth. She wasn’t really registering that there was a man in her best friend’s bed. Lena was simply hoping that it was the ass-man that Mercedes has been talking about for the past few weeks. “... Ass guy? What in the hell. Jesus, fuck. Are you naked under there?!”