#astoriaevent5

[oldatlas]

location: kaleidoscrope status: closed | @zakary-prashad​ timeline: four days before the full moon, late at night with the club still open

Atlas knew the next week ahead was going to be a rough one for the club but he was thankful that so far tonight was going well. The werewolves who worked his venue would be taking leaving after tonight along with some of the younger vamps who didn’t trust themselves to work. It was a little daunting to be facing yet another corn moon, but Atlas was trying to think positively going into it. 

Mingling with the crowd on what would be the last good night in a while Atlas found himself approaching a man on his own, going to check in everything was going well and what he thought of the show - currently two girls doing some rather privokative flexible dance moves. As he approached the male’s features came into focus, the shadows and lights of the room drawing out the feeling of deja vu from Atlas. That was never a good feeling. Swearing under his breath he tried to search his memory for who the other may be, not wanting to be rude but positive they’d met before. Trying to act like he wasn’t having a mental blank of all the faces he’d seen in 180 years he greeted the other upon stopping beside him. “Why hello stranger, are enjoying yourself?”

[scout-ainsleytursun]

location: Kaleidoscope, late evening after closing hours time: early in the week, just before the corn moon sets in status: closed | @oldatlas​

Stumbling into Kaleidoscope one evening had to have been fate. Scout had entered expecting a good time, but she hadn't expected to walk out of there meeting someone who would become her closest, if not best friend in Astoria.

The very thought passed through her mind that evening as she sat at the bar as the last patron was ushered out of the door. She wasn't one for waxing poetic, she was a tad too practical for that, but she enjoyed Atlas' company and the two had just clicked right off the bat. "Did you ever think that some random Scottish girl would voluntarily help you clean your bar after closing hours without asking for payment in return?" she asked Atlas as he returned. "Or are you bored of me yet?"

[zakary-prashad]

Location: Pangean Beer @bashianofonte

Zakary had never been someone to run from a fight. Not that he didn’t want to, he simply had never had the courage to run, which might be a strange contradictory idea, but it was true. He feared running away from something more than he feared standing bravely to accept whatever consequences were coming. 

But this was different. 

The coven had invited him to practice some strange ritual that accompanied Dark Magic, he had accepted. The full moon had scared him over the past months, and the idea of being in the company of others meant he would be safe. 

Or so he thought.

Their usual practice grounds were in someone’s enormous studio, most members of the coven earned tons of money, but this one surely had a home Zakary could only dream of. Out of nowhere the lights had gone out, the candles had been blown out, and two of the people in the circle were violently taken from the room. Some continued the spell, others fled in chaos. 

Zakary fled in chaos. As far as he knew, he might’ve been the only one, his body contorting slightly when he escaped from the spell, but all he noticed was the sudden adrenaline that followed the extreme fear that overcame him. He jumped out of the window, climbed his way down to the ground floor, and started to run. He ran and ran until he found a lightened window, opening the door and jumping in without a second thought.

He saw the one individual, recognised that it was a bar, and before he could say anything in greeting or explain himself, he collapsed. Not due to fatigue or because of his body running out of adrenaline, but because a tremor shot through his body at such a feverish rate that it caught him completely by surprise. 

[aleynagreer]

set: sunday, august 30th location: silkwood mall availability: closed | @topher-romijn​

Heading to the mall was her way of being distracted while going through an activity that would also be entertaining for Andy. Little did she know that soon heading to the mall would be anything but entertaining. All it took was one minute, a blink of eye. A moment of dispersion for her hues to lose track of where her child was. Her first attempt was to look everywhere at her surrounding but none of the spots her eyes reached caused her to get a sight of Andy and that was when her heart started to pound faster inside her chest. Calling their name, went from a timid call for help to desperation ttaking over and causing her to blindly follow a trail that she wasn’t even certain if it’d lead her to her child. Teary eyes didn’t help at her search, Aleyna headed back to the one store they actually stopped by to buy a new shirt for Andy and they weren’t there. “Oh, God. Andy,” her voice was trembling, just like her hands. 

It took minutes that were grasped by Aleyna as eternity when she finally spotted Andy. She was on her way to look for security, someone else to help her when she was presented with their image. Her heart was still almost leaving her chest when she stormed closer to the young kid. “Where have you been, Andrea?” The desperation in her tone, louder than usual was followed by the pain of considering she had lost her kid for good. That the moment she was honest with their father, she’d be irresponsible enough to lose their child. She reached closer to her kid, holding them tight and not really wanting to let go of Andy until she finally noticed there was someone next to them. “Who are you?”

[bongtaerin]

location: zhao towers  status: closed | @elizabethzhu

Research brought him to the strangest of places sometimes. Even though Astoria U and its library and archives had an abundance of resources that could help him with his PhD, Taerin still preferred to speak to real life sources that had been there if he could swing it. Luckily for him, the stars had aligned. A visiting historian - a vampire of all things - whose partner had been a werewolf had been in town and had been staying at Zhao Towers. Through some very well placed connections, Taerin had managed to score an introduction and had come from what he thought, had been a very successful interview just before the full moon had set in. He wasn’t smug about a lot of things but this was certainly one of them. After saying his good-bye’s, Taerin headed into the hallway, and broke out into a light jog as the doors to the elevator began to close. “Ah, hold the door, please!” 

[nincdams]

location: bash’s place

when: september 2nd, around 5am.

status: closed | @bashianofonte​

          --- Nina was still shaking by the time she had left the crime scene. Unable to drive due to her bloodthirst clouding her thoughts, the vampire decided to walk. Knowing they would have to go to the police, Nina was hoping she would be back to her senses by the time she needed to leave the house. Even if that meant calling in sick and staying at home until the effects of the full moon were no longer taking control of her actions.

She caught herself standing in front of Bash’s place. It confused her as to why her legs had brought her there and before she could convince herself it was a bad idea, Nina knocked on his door. It would have made more sense if she had gone to Arthur, since the other vampire had been to her apartment the night before, yet, here she was. 

When Bash came to the door, she spared him a look, unable to hide the exhaustion on her expression as Nina, once again, dug her nails into her palms, the sharp pain distracting her from her own thoughts. “Hi... Can I come in?”

[jameshorton]

set: tuesday night, a few hours before the full moon  location: mayor’s cabinet   availability: closed | @nincdams​

He had made a brief call to Maya and Kara, making sure they were alright, listening as his daughter would complain about how cold it was and how she’d stay under her blankets while watching a movie that night which was exactly what he wanted to listen or else he’d have another person on her list that would cause him to worry during that full moon night. As he finished his call, James turned off his computer, checked at his agenda if he had gone through everything on his to-do list for that day before leaving his office, his eyes aiming at Nina. “I have no life, Adams. It’s one thing that I’m always here until late, but it makes me feel bad whenever I see that you’re also still here.” He replied with a chuckle, but he was being honest about it. James hated keeping his staff at the cabinet for longer hours than the ones that were part of their contract. 

James placed his phone inside his pocket while grabbing his bag before finally turning the light off his office and locking the door. Due to the fact it was only him and Nina still at the cabinet, his previous words had echoed in a silent room that James grew used to be part of whenever he’d leave work so late at night. “And another full moon arrives...”

[dahliawocd]

location: on the road just near green ridge park time: early evening to: anyone! @astoriastarter​

It was just her luck. Dahlia loved adventure, loved exploring but only when it had been on her terms - her ‘95 Toyota Camry breaking down at night on the side of the road, in the middle of no where in this insane fog was definitely not her idea of an adventure. She’d just left work, her hair still smelled of espresso, she was tired and being the impulsive idiot she was decided on taking the long way home. Well, this is where it got her - standing out in the middle of the road, holding her thumb up desperately for help and watching car after car go by without a stall. Did hitchhikers actually hold up their thumbs? Anyway, it was what she saw in the movies.

She watched another car speed past, honking aggressively at her, “yeah well! If one of you people would just stop and help me out, maybe I wouldn’t be standing in the middle of the damn road!” She could feel her eyes well up with tears, the desperation clearly getting the better of her - she wanted to go home, she wanted a shower, she wasn’t sure how long she’d be stuck out here and she wiped away at her single tear, she’d be damned if anyone saw her lose her shit in the middle of nowhere. “God,” she muttered to herself, “this is so stupid.”