#reina001

[bowieleblanc]

Status: closed @reinathane​

Location: Out on the street

Business isn’t necessarily bad, but it could definitely be a lot better. When people stop into Hex, they’re usually only passing by. They, the patron, don’t really believe in any of this stuff. Just stopping to see, never actually opening up their wallets and buying anything. And some people, a few, will subject themselves to a reading, but not nearly enough. Really, Bowie doesn’t expect much else from a town full of skeptics whose entire belief system is situated at the end of the barrel of a gun, but it certainly doesn’t stop them from trying. 

They take matters into their own hands, storming the town with cute little flyers they made themself. Dancing propels their steps as they move around, stapling their flyers to boards and wooden utility poles, taping them to metal streetlights and any other surface a flyer will stick to. And honestly? Bowie couldn’t be enjoying themself more. Smiling, they hand flyers to people on the street, even occasionally stopping to explain all that Hex has to offer. That’s the intent when they see the woman heading their way. “Hi,” Bowie greets her with a friendly smile and disposition, preparing to hand her a flyer when the sudden shift in energy hits them.

It’s dark, disturbingly dark and weighted and negative - to the point Bowie is visibly taken aback. “Oh god,” Their smile falls, their arm retracting as they hold the piece of paper to their chest. It’s unlike anything they’ve ever experienced. “Sorry,” They close their eyes for a second, shaking their head as they try to gather themself. What’s going on? Death clings to this woman, and not in a way that resembles loss. It’s more like murder.

[rothane]

closed for @reinarcmirez​ location: reinas house ig when: idk stop asking me questions

Despite what everyone must think, Rowan is not very excited to have her sister back in Olympus. A few months ago she would have jumped at the chance of Reina relocating back home but now, not so much. Things have been tense between them ever since Reina found out about the fertility treatments, and a few weeks ago a phone call had ended in a particularly nasty fight --- both of them yelling into the receiver, spewing insults meant to hurt the other more than find any kind of actual resolution. They haven’t really spoken since, just a tense few seconds while they set up FaceTime calls for their daughters. But now with them living in the same little town, it’s impossible to avoid each other. Especially when Maddie has been excitedly chattering along about Iris moving to town, practically vibrating in her seat on move in day and waiting for the opportunity to go see her. Rowan manages to hold her off until Andy texts her to let them know they’ve gotten all the furniture moved, not wanting the kids to get in the way, before loading up Maddie into her booster seat and Benny into his car seat and heading over to her sisters. 

There is a weird interlude when they walk into the house, both girls suddenly seeming shy around their aunts --- not that Rowan can blame them. It isn’t as if the two families see each other very often, and their FaceTime sessions usually consist of the two of them breathing loudly into the microphones while watching the same movie on tv, the camera pointing directly up their nostrils. But within a few minutes they run off to the Iris’ room, the little blonde eager to see her cousin’s new room. Unfortunately, that doesn’t completely get rid of said weirdness. It just leaves it lingering between Reina and Rowan, their fight --- still lacking an apology, though Rowan’s not going to hold her breath to get one, even if she wants to --- still acting as a wedge between them. So she hikes Benny up on her hip and turns, looking around the house as if she hadn’t come to see it for her sister a few weeks ago. “Looks like it’s coming along,” she comments, turning just slightly to shoot a look at her sister over her shoulder. “I thought the couch would be against the other wall, though.” Which is her indirect way of saying it would look better on the other side of the room.

[scthcarter]

@rcina

To say that Reina Thane was at one point, one of Seth Carter’s favorite people in the town of Olympus would certainly not be an understatement. Back in the days of Seth being a Primordial member, they had become something of a duo. They’d come to a weird (by some standards) arrangement that led Seth to murdering for Reina Thane on the regular. When she needed something done, he was only a call away and he’d be off. In the long run, he’d gotten his kicks out of it but it wasn’t always what you’d call ‘Club business’ but it did pay nicely. But as Seth made the decision to leave the Primordial club and move on, it led to the falling out of the pair. Now, it was as if they were strangers but they weren’t. They couldn’t be, not when you held that many secrets for one another. 

The thing was, they still lived in the same town so seeing each other wasn’t uncommon and by no means, was something that Seth didn’t enjoy. At times, he missed the arrangement they’d had, even if it wasn’t the booty call he’d hoped for. It was at least fun. Seth walked up to Reina with a shit-eating grin, one that he’d given her so many times before after their decades of friendship. “There’s a sight for sore eyes, if I ever saw one. Heard you and your monkey are on the outs,” he baited with a smirk. “Word travels fast. But I could’ve called that one. But you could’ve too,” he continued, intrigued about the story behind it. He’d always thought Reina deserved better but she didn’t care about that. She was like Seth, one in the same. They wanted power and control and they both would get it at any cost.