#mpxcassandra

[mphecate]

To err is human; to forgive, divine.

@mpxcassandra , @mpxclaire , @mpxcharlotte

[exmpxfelix]

dumb dumb;

@mpxcassandra | continued from [ here ]

Felix sniffled, watching Cassandra with a hint of confusion. For a second, when her fists clenched and her expression went steely, he had thought she was mad at him for something- but no, it seemed like she was mad at whoever had told him he was stupid. Unfortunately, there wasn’t anything she could do about that. The only person he could recall ever calling him stupid to his face was dead.

“Um... No one, really. It doesn’t matter. It’s kind of true, after all,” he commented resignedly, wiping at his eyes and taking a deep breath. Being sad over something he couldn’t change wasn’t helpful, so it was time to shake it off. He hopped to his feet, literally giving himself a bit of a shake. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you. All good now, promise!”

[mpxraven]

scream queens;

@mpxcassandra

Raven was in her element, as she always was this time of year. The Hallow's Eve Ball was everything she had hoped - packed full of spooky decor and elaborate costumes and yummy creepy cocktails. She could have done without most of the people there, but tolerating the crowd was well worth it. She felt absolutely content as she wandered between the other party-goers, prop axe in her bloodied hands.

The Etsy seamstress she had commissioned to make her dress had done a fantastic job, and all the details were just right. Geez, if only she could achieve this level of perfection in that damn penultimate chapter she had been tearing her hair out over for weeks... But she wasn't going to think about work tonight.

Her face lit up when she spotted a certain drummer through the crowd, and she immediately pushed her way over. She had been a little worried that she wouldn't get the chance to talk to Cassie, since she had been up on stage most of the night. "Hey, I need to axe you a question," she began, casually resting the bloody prop on her shoulder. "... Get it? Axe?"

Hm. Maybe those cocktails were stronger than she had thought.

[mpxkaya]

❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜

"Oh, really?"

Kaya grinned playfully at Cassandra as she looked over her shoulder while pouring the demigoddess' beer. In Halloween spirits, everyone working at the bar agreed to wear a costume on every coyote ugly night, and it so happened that it was one of those nights. Everything was decorated, customers joined in with costumes of their own and the games had just begun. That night was pirate night.

She'd enthusiastically requested for it to be one of the themes, so she was sporting what the lady at the thrift store had described as "a vampire pirate on a date" - a red, flowy dress with sleeves that would make Blackbeard shit his pants under a tightly laced corset (and a harness or two). A myriad of necklaces and belts adorned her neck and hips and a mock Jack Sparrow pirate hat sat on her head proudly. It was a look to be proud of. "Thank you. Put it together myself." By then she'd seen Cassie around enough times to know she liked her company. The nights she went in were fun ones in her book. "You don't look too bad yourself." She chuckled while setting down the pint on the bar before getting ready for the party to begin.

[edenxmp]

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜

There was always something interesting happening at the bar if one knows where to look; and after working at Dr. Feelgood’s for long enough, Eden certainly developed a sixth sense for stuff like that. She could sense an argument between an entirely too drunk couple before the tension ever had the chance to solidify around them. The drama was delicious, and the demigoddess was entirely captivated by it.

So much so that she neither noticed herself propping one arm against the counter to lean against it nor her friend reaching over to help her with the strands that were sticking out after an eventful and almost finished shift. 

“Huh?” As if snapping out of a trance, Eden whipped her head around to look at Cassandra with the hint of a smile on her lips, robbing her friend of the opportunity to touch her hair. Although the music wasn’t particularly loud at this hour anymore, it was still enough to bury their words with noise.

“Shoot, I’m so sorry. What were you–” Would she have paid attention, the daughter of Skadi might’ve seen her reach out again to get that damned strand. An attempt made in vain, considering Eden’s head shot around once more and her attention was grabbed once again by the couple that was now audibly arguing. Her reaction might’ve been compared to one of a dog who’s just heard the sound of their favorite squeaky toy, alert and ready to listen for more.

[mpxtheodora]

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

ft. ( @mpxcassandra )

That raised a lot of questions in Theodora's head. First, what kind of place was Mount Phoenix if its inhabitants were dangerous enough for someone to offer their protection? Second, if there was a chance of them being dangerous, and they feared her, what did that say about Cassandra? And third, did Theodora look so helpless to the point she had to be offered protection? Wait, there was a fourth question. What would be the cost of that protection if there was one?

The historian in training had no answers, except for one question. Theodora conceded that she was kind of helpless, even though she had been working on that. For example, she enrolled on Athena's self-defence classes. It would do her well to have something like a side quest to keep her mind out of work and her body out of the apartment. But still...

"Why are they afraid of you? You seem like a nice girl." The Greek god Apollo thought the same about her namesake, despite what happened next.

[mpxraven]

“Being equally obsessed with each other sounds hot to me.”

Raven hummed thoughtfully, shifting to look up at Cassie's from her position, laying on the couch with her head in the other girl's lap. "Hm... depends. In the Wuthering Heights way? Not hot. Red flag. I like a bit of danger, but don't have the patience for that toxic controlling shit. But in the non-toxic, cute way, like..." She paused, eyebrows knitting together. Did non-toxic love stories even exist? Maybe every single writer on earth needed some serious therapy.

Okay, not maybe. Definitely.

"... Aang and Katara? Had to dig deep there. But being cutely obsessed with each other does sound hot. Everyone wants to feel like they're the centre of someone else's whole universe, right? The last thing they think about before they go to sleep, the first thing they think about when they wake up... all that mushy rom-com shit."

[mpxkaya]

“You’re so beautiful that you made me forget my line.“

It's day one at Dr. feelgoods, the night is young yet there's plenty customers coming in already. Kaya was in the middle of pouring some man a drink when the voice caught her by surprise - was this a normal occurrence? Maybe she'd misheard? Oh! It was definitely directed at someone else, right?

Maybe not.

As soon as she turned around she caught the gaze of a stunning woman and an amused grin claimed her lips without giving her a chance to fight it back. "Oh? Then maybe a drink can help you remember." She placed the drink in front of the scoundrel who asked for it without much interest, her eyes never faltering from the hold she had them in. "What can I get you?"