#convo.aldemar

[zhyansuri]

Zhyan was at first confused about the whole Winter Nights thing that Fenrir’s Wood had going on. He was familiar with Dia de los Muertos, with All Saint’s Day, and Halloween, even with Samhain. But this was something else entirely, even though there were so many similarities. Mostly he wondered about the divination and the Wild Hunt. 

He was reading an article on it as he sat down at the Little Duck - which was going to close at eight instead of twelve. He was drinking a coffee and eating some fries, completely engrossed in the article when someone sat down next to him. He put his phone down and moved his stuff away so Aldemar could sit down. He recognised the other, though he just wasn’t sure where from. ( @adimuses​ )

[topherromijn]

Topher enjoyed being on top of their game, and they enjoyed that the autumn - or at least the fact that it was closing in on them - made them feel better, more secure, like the cold would embrace them. They walked through Fenrir’s Wood with stride, because they had a goal. Since the people who had been found in the wood in a coma turned up on the news, Topher had started to think that maybe Merrin hadn’t been lying about being a Witch after all… maybe there really was something going on. 

They were following a shady character down one of the alleys when suddenly someone almost cut them off, sending Topher backwards, regaining their balance, and making a hissing sound. “Merde!” They cursed under their breath as they lost sight of the shady character. ( @adimuses​ )

[bodhimohan]

TIMESTAMP: 10th of January LOCATION: Brann's Peak @adimuses (Aldemar)

Bodhi knew about the Empty Spots. He'd overheard and gathered the information from an unknowing witch who didn't seem very good at figuring out if Bodhi was a Witch or a Human. He had learned these places were dangerous, for Witches at least, nobody knew what they did to Werewolves. He found them interesting. So the first chance he had to get near one, he had taken. The one at Brann's peak was least protected, the police there seemed to be inclined to leave the place as is, with a sign on the road towards it warning people not to get too close. So he ignored that and walked towards the stone that was set in the middle of the landscape, trying to imagine the Vikings landing here. He smiled to himself, setting his steps with quiet determination.

He didn't know what he would find, but he was eager to discover it. He looked to his left when he heard another set of feet on the path, raising an eyebrow in question. He could look like a cop if he wanted to, carry the same bravado. Appear like he belonged. So he did, straightening his back and watching the other in question.

[nishantdoshi]

The place was packed, but that didn’t mean that it was safe. Huge crowds in Nishant’s eyes were usually not such a good idea this close to a Full Moon, but he was also very aware of the hunger. This was a regular thing every October, he wondered if it had anything to do with the fact that it was becoming colder on the Northern Hemisphere, but he refrained from asking Aldemar that because he was the younger of the two, and he didn’t want to come off as a fool. “The food smells good,” he said eventually, crossing his arms. “How about we keep an eye on everything and eat?” @adimuses​ 

[zhyansuri]

WHERE: Dirty Pete TIMESTAMP: 7th of February @adimuses (ft. Aldemar)

Zhyan felt scared of the fog, without finding good reason to be, but looking at it press by, so close to the windows, so high, so... dense. He felt a lingering fear of the outside world, the feeling like something was hiding there, even though all his senses told him there was nothing. He collected his order and looked at the door for a moment before deciding: he might be better off staying instead of wandering outside again, unsure if he'd loose his way through how heightened his emotions were. Just before he could make his decision, the door was opened and Aldemar walked in. A smile instantly hit his face, as he moved out of the way for him to pass, awkwardly standing there with his paper bag.

"Hi... are you... also eating out?" he asked, looking back at the small establishment, which was busy with orders being made, but not at all busy with customers. People wanted to stay inside now. Even Zhyan had left his bike to walk all the way here. He was contemplating asking Aldemar if he was interested in eating here, but instead he was looking at the thick fog again.

[topherromijn]

WHERE: near the Pool TIMESTAMP: 1st of February @adimuses (aldemar)

It had been a few months since Topher had last seen Aldemar, and of all the moments they could walk into each other again, of course it had to be during the curfew. Topher was one of the last out of the pool that evening, which closed down two hours earlier to give the employees time to get home before the police started to appear on the streets. They felt kind of bad for the police officers, until they remembered how they'd been treated when they brought their information, and then started to feel less bad. They held their bike in their hands and at the spot where their paths merged - despite trying to walk slower - so did they. They attempted an awkward smile and thought about just biking off, but they enjoyed these little hours of freedom more than they cared to give up. "Heading home?" They asked, giving a go at normal conversation, knowing they still had about thirty minutes before curfew.

[nishantdoshi]

LOCATION: Fenrir Central Hospital TIMESTAMP: January 10th evening @adimuses (aldemar)

Nishant was wary of the shit show currently descended upon Fenrir's Wood, normally he could sway it off and pretend it wasn't 'that bad', or lay it all thickly upon Fenrir Pack. That would make it easier, to pretend it wasn't his problem. But it was. That was the annoying thing about it. He was actually forced to be a leader, to make leader-like decisions, to sit in a room with the council and pretend he had any idea how to make calculated decisions that weren't money related. He was far better at the money related business, which was what they usually gave him, what they usually entrusted him with. Not this whole decision making business, not going to the police office and talking with their inside people.

Nope.

The meeting wasn't happening yet, it was still about an hour off, but still Nishant already sat in the meeting space - this time it was a conference hall at the General Hospital. He was sipping from lukewarm hospital tea and looking at the white space annoyed. He looked up when another person crossed the hallway into the room, offering a smile. "Hey Aldy," he said, always kindly when around the other. "Were you also unable to find a better way to kill time?" He asked.