#wren 01

[stranded-mik]

@wrenscrest  Location: South beach, the surf

Joaquin had given him the wrong idea about fire attunements. He'd made it seem like a piece of cake, little flames dancing in his palm, snuffed like it was anything. Mik's powers had come and the way Mik had found out about it was by hurting someone he cared about. It definitely didn't help that he and Nick were still in the thick of their fight, that as Mik stewed on it he would smell smoke and find out that his clothes were smouldering.

Which is why he kept running back to the beach, sitting in the surf and shivering his arse off until the warmth faded from his core. Mik sighed as the waves slammed into his back, picking up a shell and twisting it around idly in his hands. 

[samirkotecha]

set: july 17th, night location: the manor grounds availability: closed | @oflightfeet​

Samir wasn’t in a hurry to retire to his room quite yet. He wasn’t sure who his roommate was yet, but from what he’d heard it wasn’t going to be someone in War and that whole idea made him uncomfortable. Besides, he was still filled with an electric kind of energy he couldn't seem to shake. It wasn't paranoia though it flirted the line with it. Just hyper aware mixed with more caffeine than he'd likely had in his entire life over the past two weeks. There was too much going on and he hadn't even thought about MI5 until they were ordered to go to the manor. It was unusual but honestly not strange as he grew more and more attached to what he'd built for himself in War. At the moment all he wanted to do was find his Horseman, he still felt partially responsible for her going missing in the first place.

In an attempt to escape the stuffy air caused by the lack of proper air flow, too many people, and the summer heat- he escaped onto the grounds. It wasn't long until he ran into a familiar face. Samir hadn't seen Wren in a while. Both because of the nonexistent truce and the last time they'd had a real conversation it was outside Rafael Femenias Snr's estate. "Hey, come to check out the stars, too?" He asked them in greeting. A hand pointed upwards, as if they didn't already know where the stars were. "You can really see all of them out here. Not like in the city." He shrugged not knowing how they'd respond to his presence around them. Everyone was understandably wound up.

[lostboysandgirlswriting-blog]

Baking Lessons || Wren

Wren sighed as he brushed his daughters hair in to little piggy tails. she had a birthday party at the local bakery today and was beyond excited to get down there. Wren however was on edge. as much as he loved his daughter and taking her places, this whole single dad thing was starting to wear him out. When his ex left them 9 months ago, his daughter Kolby was heart broken. she was 5 and didnt understand why her mom wasnt coming home. Wren knew the whole truth, not that it mattered to anyone. 

Once they were both ready to go, they loaded up into the truck and he drove there, Kolby singing along with the radio, as loudly as she could. She was his kid. Walking in to the bakery, he signed and let her run over to her friends as he hung back, leaning against the wall watching her interact with other kids, the moms of the group whispering about him already, things he hoped his daughter didnt hear. she didnt need to know what they thought he would be like in bed. he didnt even want to know.