#older!mig

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Crimson hues watched Miguel approaching the front porch of the house. Jason's lips were turned up in a smirk that didn't quite fit his face. What a shame.....the kid was alone.

"Your dad and Chase went out," he breathed, voice like gravel in comparison to Jason's usual smooth tone.

"Lucky you. You're the first one home."

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The younger cambion frowned at his uncle as he walked up the steps. "Yeah, lucky me…You ok? You sound sick. As in ill, not, like, cool," he asked, going to walk past his uncle. Something felt off, but he tried to brush it off. He did recognize the red irises, kind of. Mare had told him that happened when Jason was fighting himself. That was the extent of the explanation he gave his boys though.

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abruptly kissing a stranger to scare off the people following you — older!Mig for whoever!

Jen's heart was racing as she moved down the sidewalk with ease. Nimble fingers came up to clutch her amulet of Shar. A quick prayer falling from her lips to ask the dark lady to protect her.

She could hear the footsteps following close behind her, and she reached out to a young man that was only a few paces ahead, her arm linking with his as she leaned up, pressing a quick kiss to his lips, hoping to Shar that he wouldn't push her away.

"Hey you. I missed you today, I thought I would just meet you at the restaurant, but it's funny, us meeting along the way," she breathed, emerald hues pleading with him to play along.

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"I swear I'm not lying! His eyes turned black! One minute he was fine....the next he changed. It was like he was some kinda monster! I ran as fast as I could!'

Mig held his sister's shoulders, making her look him in the eye. "Angel, you gotta tell me who. Who was it? Dad?" he asked. If his Dad or uncle had been willing to shift infront of Layla, something must've gone wrong. He looked her over, checking for any sign of bruising or injury. "Layla? Breath, just breath. In and out, c'mon. Talk to me."

He looked over her shoulder for any sign of Mare or Tony. They were just supposed to be out for a walk, a goddamned normal walk in the moonlight. Shit, it probably wasn't even Dad, he was working tonight, and Tony he hadn't heard from all week.

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Layla was normally one of the first ones up and moving around the large manor house that uncle Dante had procured. Her footsteps were feather soft against old floorboards, and she'd usually get coffee going if her father hadn't already.

Today though, it was nearly noon, and she'd not even poked her head out of her room. Hadn't even gotten up truthfully. Her normally sunny demeanor was much like a stormy day as she pulled the overs over her head, hearing the knock at her door.

"What?" She grumbled, not really caring who was on the other side.

- have older!Layla for whoever wants to deal with some heartache

Miguel stood outside the door for a moment, debating on just leaving her alone, but the mix of emotions from the other side wouldn't let him. He turned the knob, opening the door just enough to look into the room, worry etched on his face. "Hey I, um…look, Nina, Ro, and I are going to the mall and I just wanted to know if you wanted to join us. You ok?" he asked, looking at the bedsheet over her head. He was worried, she never stayed in bed this late. She never felt like this to him.

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"Layla, I don't think we should be here, something feels weird," he said, grabbing his sister's shoulders as they stood across from the strange door. Without either of them touching it though, the door swung open, pulling both teens in and slamming shut behind them, vanishing.

The two landed in the middle of a dimly lit camp, Layla landing on Miguel as tried to sit up. The cambion let out a small grunt, closing his eyes quickly as he tried to keep forgetting anything familiar in the area, catching several familiar auras but all somehow wrong. And probably feeling him right back.

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"Will you please just talk to me? Mig.....you're my fucking brother. You've barely said Jack shit to me since I got back. You think I don't see how you look at me? What the fuck did I do? I missed you.....I just want my family back." — Paultin

Miguel looked over to his younger brother, a frown on his face. He knew Paultin hadn't meant to disappear, be gone for four years, but…it was hard for the cambion.

Loss hurt. Everyone had been so worried for Paultin, and Miguel…Miguel had been angry. Angry with the Vistani for being gone. At himself for not being there for Paultin when Paultin needed him apparently.

And now he was back. Fine. Sure, he had a drinking problem and a boatload of new trauma, but he was alive. Well. Healthy.

He didn't know how to feel. He was glad to have Paultin back. But it felt like those four years were just…wasted.

He sighed, moving over on his bed to make room for his younger brother. "C'mere. Look, I'm sorry Paulie. I just…maybe I don't know what to say…"

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Ev, you busy? — older Mig for Evan

The demon was surprised to see his nephew. He didn't come by as much anymore. Not like he did when he was younger, but of course he still did from time to time.

He was busy, but then again, when wasn't he?

"Not too busy for you. What's going on kiddo?" He asked, glancing up at him. He hadn't changed, hadn't aged a day since Miguel was little.

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"How do you think the family would take it if I wanted to move across the country?" — Layla to Mig

The cambion raised a brow but didn't seem upset by his sister's comment. "First off, why? And second, almost everyone in this family can literally go from point a to point b in a matter of seconds. So I really don't think there'd be much of an issue."

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