#christian1

[yin-in-flames]

When: Late afternoon

Where: Bronx Zoo

Closed Starter: @chris-hy-doyle​

Yindi’s just leaving her office for the day and doing her usual slow stroll through the zoo after work when she sees someone she had worried she may never see again. Years ago, she’d lost control of her powers and Chris was there to clean up her mess, even offer a kind, gentle ear in the aftermath of her mistake. Last she heard he was in a coma, so its a wonderful surprise to see him here out of nowhere, walking around like nothing has changed. She even wonders if he’s come to visit her. Without another moment’s thought, she runs eagerly towards him, “Chris!” She leaps at him, throwing her arms around him in a hug, “You’re alive! Look at you, it’s been so long. I’m so happy to see you. How long have you been awake? How’s recovery been? How’s Brycen? Oh, we have so much catching up to do!”

[lance-a-lark]

When: Monday Morning

Where: Eleanor’s “Soup Kitchen” Day 

Closed Starter: @chris-hy-doyle​

Not long ago an old friend reached out to Lark telling him he was back. ‘Back’ in this scenario being ‘out of a coma with no memories of their friendship’. It’s definitely bound to be a strange way to rekindle a friendship, but probably isn’t the weirdest thing Lark’s experienced. Honestly he’s just happy Chris is alive and, hey, if they have to rebuild from scratch, so be it. Not like Lark’s ever been one to turn down an opportunity for new friends. However, if there’s one thing he knows about memory it’s how deeply woven it is with sensory things like food. Maybe helping out at Eleanor’s again might jog Chris’s memory. Lark’s in the process off setting up for the day when he sees his old friend walk up, “Chris! So glad you made it. How’ve you been? You know, since waking up?”

[cole-reynolds]

Cole stopped off in a local coffee shop before he had to head back to the precinct. He had spent the day following a couple of leads to do with an investigation. Cole had also been keeping his ear to the ground about a different matter. He heard about a new pack rolling into town. Cole didn’t necessarily see them as a threat, but they could be one and Cole needed to investigate and know for sure. On his way out, with a cup in hand, he almost walked into someone else. Another wolf judging by the smell. “My apologies.” 

@ccopeland

[dawsonfck-blog]

It's All My Fault || Dawson & Christian

Dawson didn't waste any time before he was running out of his own room and over to Christian's. He slipped his black t-shirt on while he was running. Struggling, he made it to his twins room, barging in the door. "Christian." He almost yelled, running over to him with his hands out. He was pacing back and forth, and looked like he had murdered someone. "Calm down Christian." He tried to calm him down with his words but it wasn't working so he grabbed him and stopped him in his tracks. He mad his brother look at him, holding on to both sides of his arms. "Just look at me. Okay? I'm here now. Everything's going to be okay." Dawson let his brother to his bed and sat him down on the end of it. He squatted down in front of him and put his hand on his knee. He didn't know exactly how his brother was feeling. Each trip was different based on the person's personality. Chris was anxious so it hadn't calmed him down. It had just made him feel worse.

[cecemachere-blog]

Clandestine | Christian&Cecelia

After receiving Christian's text and sending a quick reply back, Cecelia strapped on a pair of shoes and tugged a light sweater on before heading out of her house. It was late, past midnight, but her neighborhood managed to quiet down long before the rest of Quarter, making it all that much easier to slip out of her home undetected. Not that she was being watched, but she did worry that Christian might be. It was a sad thought that this was where their friendship had come to – sneaking around and pretending like they were no better than strangers. Luckily, she didn't give a damn about these so-called sides. He was her friend before Klaus and he would still be so afterward. It didn't take but a few minutes to walk down to the park around the corner. It was empty, which worked in their favor, save for the trusty hot dog stand that tended to close up right around this time. Spotting the ex-werewolf slash new hybrid on one of the path, she sped up her pace until she came to a dead halt, squeezing him into a one-armed hug. “You look good, Coleman,” she praised in an awfully teasing tone before taking one of the hot dogs off his hands, looking at it with a small smile. “Nacho cheese. You remembered.”

[hudson-sarah-blog]

Tell Me I'm Wrong | Hudlez

Answers. She needed answers. Or at least some form of an explanation, a reason as to why he seemed to shrug off one of the moments they shared together, a moment she thought was special. Meaningful. Sarah had always been close to Christian throughout the years, but there was a line. An invisible line, but a line nonetheless. And she crossed it while they exchanged those text messages, sayings things she never would have said before. He cracked her foundation. And it certainly wasn’t one-sided — she felt the pull on his end too. But it wasn’t out of the ordinary for him (apparently), which resulted in more thoughts clouding her mind. She was forced to think about what exactly happened, evaluate the situation even further, and she couldn’t help but feel like she was tackling the whole thing from the wrong angle. Her equation was incorrect, the means and the ends didn’t measure up. Perhaps he had always been pulling, and the difference this time was that she pulled back. Yeah. Maybe that was it. But when did it change for her? When did Christian become…more? Sarah was always planning, always thinking, and this thing — whatever was between her and Christian, was no exception. The moment she read his last message, the moment they ended their conversation, she was doing all of those things she was famous for in an attempt to make sense of everything.

After picking something up for her mother, Sarah hopped back into her car, started the engine, and ran a hand through her hair. It had been bugging her all morning. ‘I’m still as head over heels for you as I was when I was seven.’ His message replayed in her head over and over and every time she glanced down at her phone, she was tempted to pull the damn thing up. Why couldn’t she stop thinking about him? It had never been an issue while he was away. Out of sight, out of mind. But once he returned, all of that changed. She saw him in a new light—a brighter one. Was it possible that she simply missed him that much? He was a large chunk of her life, and that chunk was only growing in size. Turning down the volume on the radio, Sarah pulled out of the driveway, and instead of heading to her next destination in order to cross another thing off of her weekly to-do list, she drove to Meredith’s. And, of course, she remembered that he wasn't there. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Remembering the mention of Rebekah, she quickly headed to her place, not even waiting for someone to answer the door before walking right in. She had told him that they needed to talk, so barging in shouldn't have come as a surprise. “Ding-dong, Christian. Come out, come out, wherever you are. We have things to discuss.” Placing her bag down, her eyes flickered around the room. “I brought cookies!” That was a lie. She didn’t actually bring cookies.