#viktoria calloway

[galegage]

@viktoriacalloway

2:56PM

He was waving at passersby trying to get someone to throw a beanie bag at the dunk tank. The announcer was shouting out things about Riverborn and ‘back where they came from’ and ‘its only a buck-fifty’ yada yada yada. Gage was toning out the man’s shrill voice when he noticed a familiar face walking around Irving Plaza grounds. He hopped from his station and immediately got yelled at. “Viktoria! Viktoria!” he called out, then turned on his heel to the man shouting at him through a megaphone. “Alright, alright! Four more minutes! It’s okay!” They spoke for a few moments and he noticed Viktoria had heard his call and he smiled and waved at her. Gage nodded a couple more times then jogged over to the girl, still dry. “For getting off a few minutes early I have to come back in three hours for another shift. Do you wanna walk around a bit? Get something to eat?” he asked. “Oh I... I know our whole...” relationship “communication is surrounded by food, but why the hell not, right? Everyone eats, everyone needs energy. And while I’ve been sitting for the past hour, my stomach’s been grumbling for twenty minutes,” he chuckled, looking at his waterproof watch for clarification. 

[ivysloane]

@viktoriacalloway

It was too late for the buses in town, so Ivy figured she’d have to walk home. It was no big deal, she’d done it her whole life. Now if her siblings were to walk? Alone? In the dark? No way. But when she was their age, it was easy peasy. She scrunched up her face at the thought of ‘easy peasy.’ Was she a kindergartner? She heard some faint noises but it wasn’t for a few moments that she got nearer that she could make it out. Or rather, make out that it was utter gibberish. A girl was wobbling down the street and she looked like she was about to fall. And... yep. There it was. Utterly graceless, she probably skinned a knee. Or her ass. Just keep walking, just keep walking she told herself, but it was night time and she had already passed one group of high school boys loitering. They were harmless, but... This was Lethe, nothing bad happened... Oh, except for Patrick... She sighed. The woman didn’t even have a coat on. Damnit. What would Peter do? She ground her jaw and walked up to the woman. “Don’t suppose you need help standing up? And uh... an escort home? I may be short but I can fight off the bad guys. Not that you can tell how short I am from down there,” she mentioned, peering down at her. She extended an arm for the woman to grab, if she could even grip in her state. “I just think women need to look out for each other, before you think I’m some creepo. With recent happenings, we gotta be careful yeah?” The woman’s intoxicated state made Ivy overcompensate, talk much more than she normally would, communicate more. It was the lady’s own doing, drinking, but that didn’t subjugate her to be mistreated by any miscreant in Lethe. Predators were everywhere, and no one was to be trusted. Not even... the woman with her ass on the pavement. 

[dcmicns]

@viktoriacalloway

As the sun came up the morning after this month’s full moon, Damien slowly and painfully shifted back into his human form, groaning. It wasn’t a terrible night, and he even might say that next month or the one after he could feel comfortable enough to shift around his brother Peter, but he still had nightmares from the facility. His ears heard footsteps outside the door and then a rap, and he scrambled to clothe himself. “Just a minute,” he called out. He eyed the claw marks riddling the walls and sucked in air through his teeth, annoyed. When he was decent he opened the door for Viktoria. “Hey. Damage was done, but I think it was more because I was agitated inside rather than rage or something like that,” he said as Viktoria surveyed the room. He crossed his arms patiently as she made her way around the room. “I think I’m almost ready, to go outside I mean. Hunt, whatever. I really uh... appreciate you helping me.” Their relationship was a little weird. Viktoria was secretive and kept to herself, didn’t want to talk about her life before Lethe, but was surprisingly open about being a werewolf: the emotions it triggered, the violence and hunger, whatever. She had no shame when it came to that, and he envied this. If only the facility hadn’t taken me, he thought. If only if only if only. His whole life was filled with that mentality. If only my parents hadn’t died, if only I never turned into a werewolf, stayed with Peter, yada yada yada. It was weird too to Damien that Viktoria had no desire to join the pack. She had so much confidence in being a werewolf, was it just the politics of a pack? He’d told her before that Meyer didn’t enforce an unjust hierarchy, but she still wanted to be left alone. He couldn’t pester her because he owed her a great amount for her patience dealing with his own shifts, so he kept his mouth shut more often than not. 

[lethe-rpg]

Viktoria was born into a werewolf pack that resided on the edge of Savannah, Georgia. The pack was a very traditional pack and fully believed in every wolf triggering the gene by the age of 16. It was a rite of passage to take a young wolf out into the city at night to select an unsuspecting human to trigger the gene. Viktoria remembers the night she was taken out and though she regrets killing that woman like she wasn’t a person, she never regretted becoming the full werewolf she is today. Her pack was traditional and didn’t mix with humans or believe in mating with anyone other than their own species. Growing up with older brothers, Viktoria always felt like she had to keep up with them and prove herself so she wasn’t left behind. But, she never felt at home in her pack, she thought their way of life was too strict and sometimes cruel. For years, she toyed with the idea of leaving her pack behind and starting a life on her own. Their tradition of forcing the young werewolves to trigger the gene drew the attention of hunters who were aware of their own true nature. Without the pack being aware of this plot, a group of hunters started to plan how to take down the pack. They struck one night when the werewolves would be their weakest. The element of surprise and the quick precision that the hunters attacked in gave them the upper hand over the pack. It was a bloodbath as the hunters attacked the pack, killing any that they could. Chaos rained down and the screams of the pack being slaughtered echoed in the night. A few escaped, and Viktoria was among those who did running into the night with the blood of her family and hunters on her clothes. She wouldn’t have made it out without the sacrifice of her brothers so that she could escape while some hunters were busy with taking down her brothers. In the night the survivors fled and some ran together to try and keep safe.

Viktoria ended up staying with one of her pack mates after they both fled from the carnage. Together they felt they could be safer, and they both had each other to grieve with. They heard a rumor of a town called Lethe that was a safe haven to supernatural creatures and they started to head there in the hopes that the rumor was true. Since they arrived two months ago, both have found safety in Lethe like they were promised. Viktoria and her pack mate opened a café in the center of town and have tried to make a new life but they can never forget what the hunters did to their pack. Both have stuck more to themselves as self-proclaimed lone wolves and aren’t too interested in joining the pack in Lethe only because the loss of their pack and families were too strong. They own the café together and Viktoria works more as a waitress and a bartender there most days.

Since moving there, she has slowly started to settle into life in Lethe, though at time she still is overwhelmed by how many species reside in the city, some of them she never knew even existed. But one thing she really does not understand are the Riverborn. How they even come to Lethe is something she doesn’t fully understand. Yes, they wash up on the riverbanks, but they have no memories of who they are or their past. And it is not limited to one species, no one is safe from being a Riverborn. Viktoria tries to help them make a new life for themselves in the city of Lethe, much like the city has become a safe haven for her. In a way, she can relate to them more than the others in the city because they need a safe place with a trouble past. Viktoria hopes there is a way to help them regain their memories some day.