#astoriaevent7

[aleynagreer]

set: friday, october 30th (night) location: aleyna’s apartment availability: closed | @zakary-prashad​

The small apartment never felt so enormous and silent. Her heart was almost beating out of her chest while worries would consume her. Everything that had happened during her day off, didn’t cause her to feel relaxed prior the full moon night. She had cried more than she wanted to, she felt lonely despite having others she could count on. Andy’s safe. Andy’s safe. She’d repeat those words like a mantra, carving them in her brain but still it was so hard to let go of her thoughts and she didn’t want to bother Bash. Not really, not that night anyway. Her fingers typed a different number as she offered the blunt honesty. 

                                      I’m alone and scared, can you come over? 

Zakary had offered, somehow, his friendship and she was willingly taking that; despite the fact their plans for the waterfall had been cancelled, she hoped that this time he’d appear. It wasn’t an ideal setting for their second meeting, not that this one would also be. Aleyna washed her face, hoping her eyes weren’t as red as they were at the beginning of that night and waited. No radio, no television, no phone was able to remove her from her thoughts. That Leon was missing, the full moon was coming closer and she was over the edge. Hearing the sound coming from her door was close to reaching heaven, and as she opened the door, she allowed her features to seem at least more peaceful. “Thank you,” she first expressed. “Andy’s not here and I guess I just needed someone-- I didn’t disturb you or anything, right?”

[sahidchettair]

Location: Sol Dance Studio Date: 31st of October @laurelgavaris​

Fine, everything was fine. 

They would just go to bed early, lock all the windows, hide under their bed, maybe drink so much they would pass out completely, just regular ways of dealing with a full moon. All they had learned so far that it was 1) dangerous, and 2) more dangerous than usual. It was the first time since coming to Astoria that Sahid was regretting leaving the States. 

They were fidgeting with their hands when the passed a small station outside of what seemed to be a dance studio. They were trying to figure out what was being handed out when they recognised one of the people occupying it. And how could they not, she was one of the most beautiful women they had ever seen, including those in movies and magazines. They walked over to her, trying to get her attention, hoping she would recognise them too. “Hi, uhm, what are you selling here?” they asked, not diverting their eyes away from her face. 

[laurelgavaris]

set: saturday, october 31st (close to the full moon’s peak) location: samhain celebration availability: closed | @maliahorton​

It was an overstatement to say that Laurel was able to fully enjoy her time outside with her coven at the celebration by the Brighton Beach. Samhain had always been one of her favorite solar festivals within the Wheel of the Year, however, that particular year, it held a bittersweet sensation. Uncertain of Leon’s whereabouts, she could only share part of her presence, part of her happiness. The peaceful sense that the arrivel of a new spirit year would carry inside herself would only return when she knew that he was safe. And, after a couple of hours by the beach, watching as the clock would reach closer to the full moon’s peak, she understood Leon was far from that. She felt it.

It hit like lightning. A shock traversed her body as her skin shivered. Laurel was frustrated with the spell she attempted to share with her coven for their protection when it didn’t give her security about Leon, but at that moment, it worked. Laurel felt her friend in danger, and more important, she knew where he was. How to find him. Her gaze was searching for everyone else from her coven to know if they also felt it, to leave the scenario and search for Leon. But Malia was the first one her gaze met, watching as the other woman would reach closer, Laurel sighed. “Something’s wrong... Leon. He’s in trouble, Malia.” 

[jameshorton]

set: saturday, october 31st  location: in front of the city hall availability: closed | @valcalderon​

James knew he shouldn’t be there. He heard that from friends, Kara... not his daughter because Maya wasn’t aware that he wasn’t home. He tried to remain calm and stay at home, but it was nerve-wrecking to simply wait. The mayor had a few errands he had to deal with and while all of it could wait for the moment he’d head back to the City Hall on Monday, before he could think things through, his path led him there over a Saturday night. It was the best place to take a peak at whatever would happen out there as well if needed. It became an habit — with the exception of the two past full moons —, to be at his office, with a glass of whiskey and pondering over the issues that would come along with the beautiful satellite shining bright at the sky. 

He was going to call Maya to say goodnight to his child, but the signal was terrible indoors which make his start way outside. But before he could meet the cold night out there, he noticed someone close to the door, which made his heart skip a beat; consequences of traumatic past events. “Hey-- I’m sorry, are you okay?” He asked as he slowly opened the door, hoping that he wasn’t wrong for doing so.

[zakary-prashad]

Location: outside of the Crescent Hotel Time: after the Peak @mscarleighaortiz​

Zakary wasn’t sure if he was more on edge or less on edge, if he felt better or worse. He was certain about one thing though: he was more on edge. The shelter was stuffed, meaning that for this full moon, he had no place to sleep. There was the abandoned building he had been hiding out a few nights a week, so he was headed there, not wanting to check into a hotel with the little money he had left, not wanting to put Elizabeth in an even worse situation. 

He hugged his arms to his chest and exited the hotel, almost walking into someone who looked just as worse for wear as he did - or perhaps worse, he hadn’t really looked in the mirror lately. He moved out of the way, one hand grabbing her bicep, afraid else they would both end up on the floor. “Are you okay?”

[raine-morgan]

Location: near town-hall Time: 29th of October  @jameshorton

Raine felt like they were all over the place. Almost two days without any word from Benji. They had texted him, called him, knocked at his door. Nothing. Their body felt constantly warm or cold, worry had kept them awake most of the night. They had paced a couple of rooms, their whole apartment, the lobby of their apartment building, and most of the street in front of the apartment building. They were now making their way through the city with no idea where they were really headed. So far many conspiracy theories had found their way to their phone, but very few of them unhelpful. 

Instead all they could think of was the possibility that Benji would end up like Teddy, and they would never see him again. Or like Greta, and he would need to say goodbye. Worst of all, Raine felt like this was their fault. That something they had done had gotten the wrong attention. It was then that they spotted a familiar face, and one that had been on their watchlist for a while. They walked straight towards the man, ignoring his security. “People are disappearing!” they snarled. 

[bongtaerin]

set: october 31, at the peak of the full moon location: somewhere in cbd  availability: closed | @raine-morgan​

There were few times in Taerin’s life that he could recall being mad. Anger wasn’t an emotion that he was quick to jump to. It felt foreign in his body, like some phantom had possessed him, fuelling the fire that burned in his throat. The rational part of his mind that still held any court in his head knew that ripping down the streets of Astoria in pursuit of someone that had killed one of his pack wasn’t the answer. It also knew that if it weren’t for the full moon, his feelings wouldn’t have amplified to this point. But that wasn’t the case. 

Santiago had gone off in pursuit of the rival pack’s alpha, but Taerin had caught the scent of the real killer. All the wolf part of him could think was revenge. As he rounded the corner, he could see the werewolf in question bursting ahead. A growl burned at the bottom of his throat as he surged ahead, teeth gnashing as he closed the space between he and the other wolf.

[mateo-tellezmarin]

set: october 31, hours before the full moon’s peak location: ashville availability: closed | @june-wintxrs​

Mateo had stayed late at the Myriad to help with prep for the next day, but before he’d left, everything had gone black. He woke up hours later - much later from the looks of things - and could tell immediately that there was something wrong. He may have been new to being a vampire, but he had spent 36 years of his life as a witch. He knew enough to know when things felt off and when a spell had been cast upon him. Mateo also knew another thing in that moment. He needed to feed. He needed to get home. He needed to be alone. Mateo all but stumbled out of the front door of the shop, locking it quickly behind him and starting briskly down the street as the moon hovered overhead. Under his breath, he subconsciously began to pray in Spanish, an old habit that never went away from his youth, hoping that he wouldn’t run into anyone between there and his apartment.