#salem.starter

[hellavvaits]

the letter perched in his hand read nothing but bad news. when a mysterious man arrived at his door step with the familiar marked envelope, he realized he had been lacking. doyle was supposed to be serving lucifer in the human world, not running a bar and running from his duties. it had been a while since he had actually captured a soul and he was for sure the letter would address just that. sighing, the male shoved the envelope in his jacket pocket as he perched against the bar. typically, the building wasn’t opened until three in the afternoon, but he left the door unlocked for anyone who wandered by. 

“i need a drink .. or a few.” doyle stated as he turned to grab some bottles of alcohol off the shelf. “what can i get you?” 

[heathenousflxme]

Waves crashed against the shore, the tide high enough for the wildlife to roam, the tidepools thriving with life. Feyre listened to the waves, enjoying the comforting breeze that followed the water and the warm sun on her face. 

She sat cross legged on the bench, a bag of seeds perched on her knee as she sprinkled them in front of the various birds in front of her. The sound of sand shifting close to her pulled her attention from the birds, “Hey,” She smiled gently, picking up the bag from her knee, “You wanna try?”

[graceyaustere]

[ Location: Midhaven Bar]

“Oh we broke up.” Gracey stated simply taking a sip of her drink, and letting the tenseness in her shoulders fade. Even the mention of his name was enough to set her off, god forbid if he ever shown up.  It was truly just a matter of time before someone asked about her abusive ex-boyfriend. Everyone loved them before she left town all those years ago, they were that cheesy childhood best friends to lovers, trope. Who wouldn’t? Finishing her drink, she turned a little in her seat to look at the stranger now, “I’m waiting for someone now.” 

[azalia]

A loud sigh escaped Micah’s lips as he walked down the main street. The recent outages had made life a bit more difficult for him. With most sales systems down and places only taking cash he only had a enough on him for a morning cup of coffee and a bagel. The wolf had more stashed away at home, but didn’t really think about it before leaving. Taking a bite from his bagel he sat down at a nearby bench and started to people watch. 

[fikazephyr]

it´s not the first time he´s been stuck in the office with back-to-back meetings, and it certainly won´t be the last. he sits at his desk, a sigh releasing the breath he hadn´t been aware he was holding. the sound of footsteps coming from the hall just outside his office has him sitting up in his chair, adjusting the lapel of his suit jacket as he waits for the next audience member. ¨please, take a seat,¨ he begins, gesturing to the chair across from him. ¨what can i help you with today?¨

[angelteachertheo]

Even just under the holiday lights, you could still see glimmers of glitter in the teachers hair. Holiday crafts, though they were cute and the kids loved them, often left Theo looking similar to the classroom floor. But hey, by the time he was done there were glittery snowflakes hanging from his ceiling, and the kids would be amazed by tomorrow. 

Loosening his tie, only to find a glue smear across the bottom of it, he shook his head and watched the glitter fall from his forehead. “You’d think I’d work in a glitter factory or something,” he mumbled, his eyes catching another’s before he shook his hair out. “3rd graders are dangerous with crafts.” 

[adelaideclaremont]

“I’ve been here my entire life and this event has never been interrupted or cancelled,” Addie began with a thoughtful sort of look. “Something about this seems really off. I’ve just got a weird feeling about it,” she continued as she glanced surreptitiously around looking for any sign of wandering spirits. “What do you think is happening?”

[fikazephyr]

the sounds of a bustling dock ring out onto the open sea. metal chains clanging as they´re piled on top of themselves, orders shouted across ships and over moving heads, and the randomly mixed sounds of his crew being less-than-charming rush david as he opens his main office´s door. he´s met with two delivery men, just who he had been expecting. stepping aside to let them in, his eyes land on a stray figure wandering closely behind the two men. ¨tharr´s no business for ya here,¨ he begins, his voice one that has seen so many shores the accents begin to meld. it holds strong notes of scotland and is friendly, albeit stern in his misunderstanding of what his friend meant by ¨tell them you´re still closed for now¨. he slips his thumbs into the belt he wears, letting go of the door to lean on it instead. ¨you can go now.¨