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[heksery]

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“My name is Branoc Cynfran,” Branoc said, his back getting a little straight as he introduced himself, but it wasn’t before long before he’s slouching again to put himself closer to Patrick’s height. “I was sent to see if you can help us… Provided you are who you say you are…”

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Patrick wasn’t intimidated by the other’s height: he knew from experience that stature didn’t tell you anything about anyone. “Branoc Cynfran. Not a name I’m familiar with. Pleasure to meet you,” Patrick remarked politely, measuring his words carefully. “I am,” he then insisted, not without pride. “Do you want me to show you my passport to prove it?” His voice was laced with sarcasm and irony.

[imthebestofboth]

"Hey, V..." a familiar voice called. Cal stood, leaning against the open doorway of her apartment, looking as he ever did- which is to say he looked a tired and disheveled mess. "I... wanted to apologize... for how I left. For disappearing. For..." he swallowed and pulled away from the door, shoulders hunching defensively. "I wanted you to be safe. I'm sorry for showing up like this, I wanted to make sure you were alright. I... I understand if you want me to go."

((in which Cal and mun are both very sorry))

Variel immediately dropped the book she had been reading and raced over-barely avoiding the cat lounging by her feet- barreling into Cal and giving him the biggest tightest hug she possibly could. While he'd been speaking, she'd been just sitting there in shock but when he'd gone defensive and offered to go. Well that just wasn't on.

"It's okay, you're okay. By the angel I'm just glad your alright" She said with a slightly wet laugh, pulling back slightly to reveal now slightly damp yellow eyes as she looked him over. Looking for any signs of injuries, past or present. Worry clear as day on her face "You are okay right? no injuries? No wounds? Are you okay?"

[aubainmary]

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“Getting out of the house will do you some good,” Gabe had said. “Go pick up some pastries from this bakery. The gal there can be trusted,” he’d said. So Cal found himself nearing the address, Gabe’s list in his hands, when the man stopped him. No, not a man. Angel.

Cal took half a step back from the stranger, the angel, before he spoke. “I don’t really know anyone around here,” he said, leaning a bit on his vessel’s British accent. “Er, new in town, you know?”

This was the first time he’d run into an angel since losing his wings, so the angel- cupid? yes, definitely a cupid- shouldn’t recognize him. His weakened grace was making it hard to see the man for what he truly was- he couldn’t even see the angel’s true face, just feel his grace like an aura- and he hoped that meant the cupid would have just as hard a time recognizing him for what he was.

“I see. I can hear that you are not from the United States of America.” Jhudiel’s vessel was from Boston: his voice still had that typical Boston quality to it, dropping the occassional R and stretching the A into an E. “I am new to this town as well.”

Something was off about the other male. It fascinated Jhudiel, always curious about the nature of humans however illegal or disapproved that may be. “You are not a human,” he stated calmly. What he was, he didn’t know. Not human, definitely that, but besides that? “What are you?” 

[musesoftimespast]

Helping someone in need

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The man wasn’t tall, he had scruff on his face and messy dark brown hair. His eyes were brown and tired looking. His clothes were clearly slept in, possibly even slept in outdoors. His posture was hunched and slightly crooked, like he was carrying a heavy weight on his back.

In short, he looked like a nobody bum who had wandered in off the street, but Kamila could see a fire burning in his eyes.

He strode forward with purpose, raising a hand to the woman who had been hitting Kamila. The finger tips of his first two fingers touched her forehead and she crumpled to the ground unconscious. He turned to Kamila, ignoring the reactions of the others in the station.

“Kamila Meryata,” he said in a vaugley British accent, “I need your help.”

Kamila looked at him even through the haze of pain she was currently experiencing and could see something wasn’t quite right about the situation here. Something about him was telling her to be alert.

“Excuse me! Did you not hea-” She didn’t get to finish her complaint as she crumpled to the ground and soon the man had a gun and a crossbow aimed at him while the person who had been holding Kamila’s arms behind her back let go and darted around him to check on their leader.

“Normally I’d ask why but in the situation, what do you need my help with and could we talk away from here?” She asked, rubbing her wrists with a wince

[hadesrebelofadaughter]

Edda’s first quest {Closed}

“Yeah sure, can do, sorry again that we need to temporarily invade your forest Kyr. See ya soon” Jess said finishing up a phone call before she headed to where she hoped Edda would be around lunchtime: The Pavilion.

Her, Edda and a satyr were needed on a quest, Chiron was seeing if he could coax a satyr into going onto it with her being a daughter of Hades. She didn’t see that going down well but if anyone could it would be Chiron.

Upon getting to the Pavilion, she paused and scanned the place, trying to see if she could see her cousin anywhere there

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[hadesrebelofadaughter]

Halloween movies and Candy (Closed)

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Jess stepped down off the table, looking around the {Look up word}. She’d coaxed some of the older kids at Camp to help her decorate the place for Halloween with the more cheesy decorations being around the living areas and the more serious Samhain decorations being around the outskirts and other parts of Camp.

Jess had left some of Hecate’s followers in charge of that as she knew next to nothing about the practices of Samhain-apart from the small things she knew from Amelia- and didn’t feel it was her place to be in charge there.

She’d pulled Maigale out of her group and had nudged her towards the Samhain group as she knew the daughter of Hestia had to be missing her family and thought it might cheer her up a bit.

“Edda! Just the girl I wanted to see! Could I steal you away for a sec?” She called out, spotting her cousin passing by