Griffin

A member of the Five, Nigel became an abnormal with the power of invisibility and was the basis for Wells' novel "The Invisible Man". Unlike his fellow Five members, he is hinted at having been from a lower class background, and had a distaste for most of high society. He seemed to have been the only member of the Five who got on exceptionally well with Nikola Tesla, with the two constantly playfully trading barbs about their past. He was also the first person to notice the bizzare behavior of their fellow student Adam Worth. Having seen some of the man's experiments, he told Helen Magnus that rather than thinking of them as daring, he saw them as twisted. Like most members of the Five, Griffin served as an agent for the Allies during World War II. He helped Magnus and Watson in preventing the Nazis from using a fire elemental against the Allied invasion fleet on D-Day

[sanctuarixm-blog]

"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me."

"That’s quite all right, Nigel.It just took me by surprise.I’d no idea you felt that way.”

[theinvisiblemxn]

"Again I'm sorry. Will you be alright love? I seriously don't know what came over me. I..." Nigel just kept silent not knowing what else to say.

[rxppxr-blog]

”Say it again.”

[ this meme ]

"You should have been listening the first time dear.”

[theinvisiblemxn]

"I have the attention span of a gnat love. Please tell me what you said."

[james-side1]

Nigel was in loose fitting clothes as he walked into the building Helen and James used for their work. He had been out on the job. The clothes he wore were a dead give away. "James? Helen?" Nigel called out frantically. His face was pale and his eyes were wide. He had been out in London and had seen something he really didn't want to have seen. "Fuck sake..." Nigel muttered under his breath. He couldn't help his tone and his words as he was rather panicked and maybe a touch drunk now.

Neither Helen nor James slept that much so one or other would usually be around at any time of day. Hearing Nigel’s voice, James made his way, briskly, through to the main hall and a concerned expression appeared on his face at Nigel’s expression and appearance. His keen eyes told him that Nigel had been up to his recent tricks, that he’d been drinking and that there was something else - most likely the reason why he was here. Taking him by the elbow, James helped the smaller man through to his study.

"Come on, Nigel. Let’s get you sat by a fire and sobered up a little. You’re safe here. You know that."

[theinvisiblemxn]

Nigel felt himself ushered into the study and he took a deep breath. He sat down in the chair and then looked down for a moment. "I ain't drunk. I had a few gins that's all. To calm my nerves." Nigel said with a shudder. He closed his eyes for a moment. He didn't know what to say now. He could still smell and feel the blood on him. He hadn't got chance clean himself up before coming here. He blinked constantly to try and hold back whatever tears might come. He was in too much shock to hold back his emotions. "I was on a job for...well it's not important who I was doing it for. The point is, is that I was taking a walk down Mitre Square..." Nigel paused and then looked at James. "I can't do this James. He'll kill me...fucking.....murder me!" Nigel said suddenly alarmed. He wished he was at home with Nikola and his Alsatian dog  Molly. He covered his mouth with his hand for a moment trying to get his rolling stomach under control. "I have to get home. Poor Niko needs me...just promise me you'll keep Helen safe." Nigel said. He was unable to say another word.

[nosmustamittovivoen]

"You must be Ashley. You look so like your mum. Though I can see Johnny in you too.."

"Yeah I’m Ashley. And…I’m not really either of my parents, but thanks? I think?"

[nosmustamittovivoen]

"You mean do I know my father is Jack the Ripper? Yeah, trust me Mom and I had a loooong talk about that one. Or…more accurately we had a long period of me giving her the silent treatment. To be honest…we never really got it resolved before I…before the Cabal got to me, and I haven’t wanted to bring it up again since I got back."

[theinvisiblemxn]

"Don't be too hard on your mum love. Have the two of you had chance to talk it over now?" Nigel asked. He was always the doting father of the group. He smiled warmly at Ashley. She did remind him of both of her parents. He supposed it was Helen more than John. "The cabal had really done a number on all of us didn't they?" He asked softly. He had been brought back by the Cabal and had been working under the influence of a parasite to work for the Cabal.

[ihaveadifferentfinalrequest]

"He didn’t harm either of them, though, so I suppose we can be thankful for that. If I were you, I’d learn not to pin him on either the good side or the bad side - just give him a section of his own and I’m sure he’ll be right at home. Apparently, there was one time that Helen called on him to save lives. He did, and then went Jack the Ripper in the same twenty fours hours…" Nikola shook his head and glanced down at the ground. "I’m fine. It wasn’t my proudest night, for more reasons than one." At the mention of James, his expression turned grave. "Well, he headed up the London Sanctuary for quite a while - then he joined us in Bhalasaam and…died. With that and Ashley’s death, Helen didn’t really cope well." Shifting on the spot, Nikola stopped himself. Those were things he didn’t want to cover, yes, but he had little choice. When Nigel brought up his attempts at reviving the Sanguine Vampiris, he let out a short yet genuine laugh. "Twice and it’s good to know I’d have had support. The first was the same time Helen and I were in Rome and Johnny tracked us down. They didn’t have intellect so I wanted Helen to give them it. The next time, I accepted drug-dependent teenagers with rich parents into a drug clinic. They checked out and, in a few decades, they were supposed to die and become vampires. Unfortunately, they died prematurely and it all got very out of hand. I was devamped and couldn’t carry it on without my own source of vampiric blood. When Helen finally revamped me, I met vampire royalty and gave it up as a bad job. I didn’t want to revive a race of inbred, self-obsessed oppressors."

[theinvisiblemxn]

Nigel didn't know what to think about all this. His face was confused and he didn't say much about Nikola meeting vampire royalty. His eyes were focused on Nikola with narrowed eyes. "I'm sorry James died, and that Ashley did. I lost Clara too. I know how much Helen must be hurting." Nigel said to Nikola. He leaned back in the chair and held a pensive look in his face for a moment. He really wasn't sure what else he could say about the matter. He didn't really want to dwell on the matter. He ran a hand through his hair. "So, this vampire royalty you met. What were they like?" Nigel asked with some curiosity. He wondered how bad they can be if they turned Nikola away from them. He was clam but he kept playing with the necklace around his neck. He had given it to Jeanette when they had gone on holiday to Dijon. It was one of the times Anna had gone with them. they had enjoyed the time they'd spent together as a family. "Would you try again? To raise your race? In your image and not the inbred kind?" Nigel asked softly. He tapped his foot on the floor. It was a nervous tick of his when he was nervous or agitated. He licked his dry lips.

He was rather nervous to know what else had happened. "What about Helen? What happened to her?" He asked He really wanted to know what had happened to Helen. She was one of his best friends after all. He felt rather unhappy about the fact James had died. He was pretty sure it was a somewhat painful experience for all involved. He kept tapping his foot thinking about all the experiences that he had gone through and what had happened to the others. He was also worried about John. Even if the man had gone mad he was still a friend to them and they had so many shared experiences.

[theinvisiblemxn]

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"What do you have next hour?"

"I can't believe how much homework we just got!"

"Did we have homework?"

"Do you have a pencil I can borrow?"

"I hate this class."

"Do you want to go see the nurse?"

"Are you going to be in cheerleading?"

"Oh! Are you trying out for the play?"

"This has to be my favorite class."

"It's nothing, I just hurt my leg in P.E."

"Oh, thank god. It's lunch time."

"Did you know we're getting out early today?"

"You know, you're supposed to stay home if you're sick."

"What do we do in English today?"

"Did you get your project done?"

"Where were you yesterday?"

"Are you doing anything after school?"

"What, this? I blew up my science experiment."

"My locker is jammed!"

"Sorry! Let me help you pick that up."

"Will you help me study?"

"What is this? They call this food?"

[rpmememaker]

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[theinvisiblemxn]

Headcanon #5

In the 21st century Nigel Griffin was resurrected along with Gregory Magnus by the Cabal. They needed an able chemist to create a deadly toxin. Nigel had been drugged to obey what was told to him by the Cabal. He created the Lazarus Virus. It was deadly effective and set into motion the events that would take away James Watson, Ashley Magnus and his own granddaughter Clara. He has since joined the Sanctuary Network to help Helen and to make up for all the wrong he had done. Helen eventually entrusted Nigel to be the Head of House in the Netherlands Sanctuary. He to this day still works along side Helen and the other heads of house in the Abnormal world. However he can never forgive himself for what he did. Helen however had used her 113 years of isolation to save James, Clara and Ashley from their respective fates without altering the timeline too drastically.

[theinvisiblemxn]

Headcanon #4

Nigel did not die of natural causes in 1962. He was tracked down to his home in Whitby. His little girl Anna was playing with her doll in the garden and Jeanette was inside cooking dinner. An agent from the KGB approached Nigel and asked him to create a formula for an invisible soldier. Nigel refused as the Cold War with Russia was heating up. He didn’t want to help them.

At his refusal the agent left. A few months later another KGB agent approached Nigel in the middle of the night. He threatened to harm Anna and Jeanette if he didn’t cooperate with them. Once more Nigel refused. On the 13th of September Nigel passed away. The local doctor pronounced it was of natural causes.

This was not true. The Russians had gotten tired of Nigel refusing to help them or respond to their threats. They had laced his tea with a lethal dose of Strychnine. Nigel had begun to act erratic and half an hour after the dose was administered he died through respiratory failure.

[theinvisiblemxn]

Headcanon #3

In 1954 Jeanette gave birth to their first child. A beautiful and healthy daughter. Nigel and Jeanette had been arguing for the past few weeks about what the child should be called. Neither of them agreeing until they laid eyes on their little girl. She was given the name Anna Thayer Griffin. Anna was chosen by Jeanette and Thayer was given to her by Nigel.

[theinvisiblemxn]

Headcanon #2

Nigel had lived in France with his new wife from 1947 to 1949. Jeanette could see how much Nigel missed England so through mutual decision the two moved to Whitby in North Yorkshire in the summer of 1949. The two bought a cottage close to Whitby harbour as Jeanette had loved the coast as a child and it reminded her of home. While they lived there  Nigel took an honest job at a local pharmacy and Jeanette looked after the home.

[theinvisiblemxn]

Headcanon #1

Nigel Girffin married Jeanette Anaise in 1947. The wedding was a simple one in the village of Carentan, France. James Watson acted as a groomsman and Helen Magnus was a bridesmaid. Nigel would have loved Nikola to be there at the wedding but the man had gone underground and was impossible to locate. After the wedding ceremony the guests proceeded to Nigel's rented cottage just outside the village and had a lovely time dancing in the garden under a beautiful sunset.

[protegenotconcubine-deactivated]

"Don’t tell me this surprises you?"

[theinvisiblemxn]

"It does actually...I've never seen him like this before. How do you get him to calm down?"

[thatfamiliarsatisfaction]

"Dieter, our hirsute friend has decided that us being unoccupied would be much too dangerous. He wants us to clean out the attic. I hope you're up for a it mate. I don't know what Helen keeps up there."

D groaned, slumping away from Nigel.  “Why is it I get dragged into all these chores?  What am I, a pack mule? I came here for treatment not to carry out manual labor…”  He dragged himself up and towards the attic despite his grumbling. 

[thatfamiliarsatisfaction]

"I am helping.  I got the bucket didn’t I?" He said in mock indignence, the smile on his lips ruining the effect.  "Besides, I don’t hover…I’m just naturally above most people.”  His smile pulled wider as he looked down at the short man to emphasize his small jest at his height. “Think of it as managing…”  His chest rose with a silent laugh at Nigel’s suggestion of cleaning the higher objects and he dipped the rag into the bucket.  Wringing it out before doing as asked…though with far less care than Nigel put into it.  Getting noticeably distracted halfway through cleaning one object and almost breaking a few others, he eventually decided to stick to cleaning the sturdier looking items.  

D got a significantly less impressive corner cleaned than the section Nigel had accomplished.  What could he say?  It wasn’t like he’d been born into any great amount of privilege but this sort of work had always ended up in the hands of his mother and sister.  And the chores he was tasked with he always managed to pin on his brother and escape to run about the woods with his schoolmates.  He wiped the dirt from his hands with the less dusty sections of the rag and set it down on top a shelf before Nigel’s comment stole a laugh from the man.  ”Would have been fine if it weren’t for that bloody alarm she keeps in there…not like we didn’t catch it before it did any real damage.  Just…woke everyone one up for a spell.”  He finished, breaking into quiet laughter.  The resident’s had been fairly displeased of course…which certainly was not aided by Dieter’s amusement over the whole fiasco.  ”I tell you Nigel.”  He picked up a corner of the rag and flicked it farther along the shelf.  ”I’d take drunk kitchen fires over this any day.  Shall we head to the study for something to wet our pallets.  Might at least make this menial work more bearable.”  

[theinvisiblemxn]

Nigel heard the comment about drunk kitchen fires and he had laugh just a little bit at the comment. He supposed that most people not used to this sort of work would agree with what Dieter had said to him. He hummed gently at the option of going to the study to get a drink. "You can. I'd settle for a cup of tea myself." Nigel said with a small smile on his face. He did not want to get drunk as he had done before as that was not a good idea. "As long as Biggie doesn't catch us slacking off I'm sure we'll be fine." Nigel said to him. He set down the cleaning things and then dried off his hands. He looked at Dieter his eyes searching the man's face for a moment. "You'll have to get used to this work pal. We'll be doing most of it I can imagine." He said with a small grin. He looked around him and then licked his dry lips. They had gotten most of the attic clean. Nigel sighed deeply and then gave a small chuckle at the memory that flicked through his mind. "You know my wife would find it really funny to see me doing this. She didn't let me do the cleaning. She was old fashioned." Nigel said with a chuckle. The man had tried to help but Jeanette had shooed him away and told him to play with their daughter. It was a fond memory and made them miss him.

He walked into the study and then made some tea for himself. He then settled himself into a chair. He relaxed as he sipped the tea. He picked up a book and then began to flick through it idly. "You know Dieter, you can always help Biggie in the kitchen if you find the attic too much." Nigel said slyly. He took another drink of tea and then watched as Will came into the study. Will gave a slight arch of his brow as he noticed who was in the study. He didn't say anything though. He wasn't exactly comfortable with Nigel considering he was Clara's grandfather and the fact he was a thief and a good one at that. "I...could do with more a challenge than cleaning the attic. I...feel like hitting a local bank." He said with a muse in his voice. He had not stolen in a long time. He didn't do it often but he was a rather skilled thief.

[sanctuarixm-blog]

"There's someone I'd like you to meet.."

"You know, Nigel, I’m rathersurprised you waited so longto become a father. It suits you.”

[theinvisiblemxn]

"I know, I shouldn't have waited so long. She's such a cute little thing. Do you want to hold her?" Nigel asked with a smile on his face.

[protegenotconcubine-deactivated]

"Great. Here we go again."

[theinvisiblemxn]

"Again? He's done this before?"