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[preussischekrahen]

Not Enough Absinthe

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A few swears in German echoed out from the alleyway as Gilbert hopped on one foot. Recently he had been crossing from home far more frequently to explore, but this time it had bit him in the rear. As soon as he had tried a new place, it had dropped him off in an alleyway and directly over a nail. Now there was blood streaming from the center of his foot where it had pierced through the hardened and scaled skin.  Limping, he soon leaned against a brick wall and lifted his foot while attempting to get the nail out, but it seemed firmly embedded. A hoarse caw was wrenched from his throat at the pain and his wings trembled lightly. “Fucking useless-” He muttered but cut himself off as he heard footsteps and talking and he peered out of the alley and realised he must have been in some large city given all the noises now rushing to him. That was just perfect. He was going to be discovered in record time at this rate. If only he’d drunk more before dropping in. The pain might have been dulled then. Oh who was he kidding? There likely wasn’t enough absinthe in the world to numb this.

[ejjderha]

A Venture from Home.

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Yigit had been living on his lonesome for a long time now after he had given up the search for the remnants of his clan so few centuries ago, mostly focusing on keeping his mind sound and his reactions sharp in case he had to deal with any threats. Due to being seemingly so far out of the reach of humans, there had actually only been a few that had met their end by him recently, however, there was something he felt fairly curious about: he could feel a very sizable amount of energy that was somewhat far from his home. From the distance, it felt like one large mass, and he couldn’t pick out anything interesting being far away. At worst, it could involve humans, and if it did involve humans, he would need to see what was going on; their weapons had become stronger over the years after all. Perhaps it was time he actually ventured out to see what it was.

So, as soon as the early morning hit, and Yigit had eaten several pieces of melon in the morning and donned a dark cloak (which wrapped around his form and fastened on a golden button), he took flight from his home after he had cast a simple illusion to make the house appear and physically feel as though it was simply a cave. He kept to trees that had the most foliage and moved fast, speeding through the forest until the the mass of energy was much, much easier to feel which meant it was close by.

He paused then and touched down on the forest floor, still somewhat near the trees, but ahead of him, his gaze settled on a building of some sort, and honestly, the only buildings of humans he was familiar with were dwellings (homes) and markets (stores); it did not look like a regular human building though, especially with those markings (runes) that he did not understand. He had never seen such things from humans, and it was that reason which pushed him to walk towards the building. However, when he was in front of it, it was clear that he was entirely too tall in his hybrid form. This prompted him to shift into his more Human-like form and once he did, he walked--barefoot--into the strange place; his expression was guarded for the most part, but curiosity was leaking through just a bit.

[union-justice-confidence]

Julien entered her office without ceremony and without announcement, and sat in the chair across from Eva, looking uncharacteristically introspective

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Evangeline looked up, half expecting one of the interns or something from her boss, but instead, there was Julian. It wasn’t the fact that he’d just walked right into a government office that threw her off, she already knew how he did that, it was more of the fact that he was there in the first place. She would have questioned that too, had the look in his expression not been even more concerning. “Close the door, what’s the matter?” she pushed her paperwork aside as she spoke. 

[union-justice-confidence]

@demon-kingofswing To ink and color or to leave as is? O.O

[naturedenied]

Hidden in Plain Sight

Seeing the streets filled with people milling about set his teeth on edge. He clung to the outskirts of the public areas, staying to the shadows, avoiding interactions wherever possible. Lance hated being surrounded by so many people, truly loathing how suffocating it felt to be surrounded by so many bodies at once. Unfortunately for him, this was the perfect way to hide his secrets. 

Despite his inability to grow to enjoy human socialization, he has adapted quite well enough, even having built a very believable friendly persona that enables him to have a predictable day-to-day human life. It was a necessity for his job at the coffee shop, but once he left, he avoided people at all costs, again, out of necessity. If he were found again, he would have to move again. And, God, was he tired of fucking moving.

With a sigh, he slipped through a back alley in an attempt to escape to a less crowded street, sucking in a deep breath the moment he stepped out onto the other side. He truly hated the foot traffic in this city, but the huge number of people in New Orleans provided the perfect was the hide in plain sight.

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[the-american-moon-blog]

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The kid leaned over the counter with a mischievous grin, as if he’d struck gold with what he was about to show the older gentleman. 

“Do you know what you could do with this!” He grinned, pulling the glass jar from his jacket, enclosing the small fay. She sat at the bottom, her arms folded in a defiant manor, her expression obviously frustrated. If she did get out, the poor kid would probably have nightmares for months, if not more. “I found it out in the woods at the edge of town!~”

[union-justice-confidence]

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Just saying things were hard seemed like an understatement at the moment. She was tired, she was frustrated, she could probably break down and just cry if she let herself, but she didn’t. Somehow, by some graces, she even made it through the meeting without attempting to strangle someone. By the time she’d gotten into her car, not even bothering this time to wait for anyone, she was ready to just go. But where would she go where no one would look for her. She could go out to the river, but it was far to late, she wouldn’t make the dirt roads at this hour, and someone was bound to be waiting for her at her house. 

Wanting more than anything to just be alone, she surprised herself when she ended up in the middle of the French Quarters, standing in the doorway of the night club of the one person she didn’t even know she was looking for, and yet he was probably the one person who would actually understand, since they’d practically grown up together. 

[union-justice-confidence]

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Evangeline pinched the bridge of her nose at the growing migraine of her bosses speech, which, wasn’t a surprise, as she normally ended up getting them anyway.  He was saying something about suspected gang activity in New Orleans and expressed concerns that it might spread, which, also wasn’t surprising due to the state of the city. 

When the meeting had finally ended, she let out a small sigh, and a quiet “Thank you” under her breath to no one in particular, as she collected her papers and moved straight for the door. 

What did surprise her, and catch her a bit off guard, was finding Julian standing at the base of the steps once she’d gotten outside. Albeit, he looked nervous, she minorly panicked at the first question that came to mind. 

“What did you do?” because why else would he travel to Baton Rogue, an hour away, just to find her at her meeting.