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[img]https://i.imgur.com/FcbtMmB.png[/img][h1]Auri Auclair.[/h1][/center][right][b]Interactions:[/b] No one in particular.[/right][right][b][code]Flowers and Canvases.[/code][/b][/right][hr][center][hr][hider=Doncamatic - Gorillaz][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dMvDSyDqEIk[/youtube][/hider][/center][hr][hr]

Drake let Sully swing him around as he returned the same energy to his old friend, and he vociferously laughed. It was like old times! Sully set Drake down, and it was time to hear Kali's big old speech... while he was talking, Eve threw Drake a cigarette, and he caught it without even looking. He kept it between his fingers and hoped to avoid Simone's wraith again because he was confident the pack in his hoodie was crushed. To confirm, he dug in, and it was [i]flattened[/i], and a little tear escaped Drake's eyes as any other time he would have just lost his cool when people messed with his smokes. A lot of what Kali was saying was bullshit government shit, and he droned on and on and on about it - shit about spies, statues, and so forth. If [i]Lady Auri[/i] wouldn't rip him a new one with these fancy butterflies, he would have lit one in the store. 

A lot of what Kali was saying, Drake dismissed as bullshit, as he knew just a [i]little[/i] bit better than to believe everything he's told just because it was phrased nicely. [color=3874f4][i]Nice option my dick.[/i][/color] Drake thought to himself with a roll of his eyes. When Kali made that vague threat about the people who would come to replace him, Drake took a step forward to make his voice known and tell Kali to shove it...

... When Kali pulled out a gun, Eve just walked over and put it to his head.

In less than a minute, this whole thing went from one to a fucking [i]hundred[/i]. Drake didn't particularly like or trust Kali, but he would [i]never[/i] agree to spraying his brain matter all over this gay little flower shop! Drake stepped forward, hands together, preparing to cast the Electromagnetic Barrier... when Eve just tucked the pistol in her waistband and Drake sighed in relief.

Holy [i]shit.[/i]

Drake was expecting this meeting to be a clusterfuck, but this was [i]something else entirely[/i]. He looked to the left, and then the right as everyone cast their votes... and the majority of the vote seemed to be for keeping Kali here for their reasons (Though there was that urge to tell Simone to shove it). It was time for Drake to give his vote, and it may surprise people with the stance he took,

[color=3874f4]"... I vote that he stays,"[/color] Drake started, [color=3874f4]"Look, I don't like the guy, and I don't buy that FBI bullshit, but there is [i]something[/i] wrong with the guy. I mean, he just pulled out a gun and let Eve over here place a gun against his head! I don't think it'd be right for us to throw the guy out into the street!"[/color]

"I agree, and while I abstain from voting..." Auri said in her usual chipperly tone, unfazed by Kali's stunt. She tapped her staff against the floor and said, "... The majority has voted that he stays! He'll be safe in our care."

[color=3874f4]"... Does that mean we can [i]finally[/i] get this meeting back on track?"[/color] Drake asked, turning towards Auri with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes! Sorry about that, everyone!"

[color=3874f4]"So you mentioned Emily earlier in the meeting like you had more to say about her?"[/color] Drake asked, crossing his arms and Auri's eyes briefly landed on the cigarette between his fingers to ensure it wasn't lit.

"Oh, yes... So, we aren't the only Coven group out there. From what our good friend Lynette tells me, there are two others..."

Drake raised an eyebrow. [color=3874f4]"... Surprised [i]she[/i] didn't show up."[/color] Drake thought out loud. Then again, his opinion wasn't good of her because she excused Britney's actions every chance.

"One started by our [i]lovely[/i] friend Emily G. Reed, the 8th Street Coven. Vashti is her number two, and her two little sisters are the third in command. From what I am told, they have been trying to gain control of St. Portwell's magical scene and have been bullying people for their Apparitions and artifacts. I am certain that they have absolutely [i]nothing[/i] to do with Father Wolf, but..."

Auri awkwardly laughed.

[i]"... We all know Emily.[/i] She's [i]going[/i] to try us."

[color=3874f4]"Good grief, I thought [i]one[/i] Emily was bad enough..."[/color] Drake rolled his eyes. [color=3874f4]"And the other."[/color]

"Oh! The Greenwood Coven, Lynette told me about that, too. From what I'm told, they're another Coven formed after we defeated the Stygian Snake that aims to protect the natural beauty of St. Portwell... They're [i]the[/i] arch-Nemesis of the 8th Street Coven, but I doubt we have nothing to worry about from them."

[color=3874f4]"Good, let them deal with each other, I only want Father Wolf and that's it,"[/color] Drake said as he threw a thumb towards the door, [color=3874f4]"Let's get a mo-"[/color]

The door opened again, and Drake turned around and looked over his shoulder curiously - and the person who was standing in the door made Drake grit his teeth.

Britney Williams.

Drake thought she looked uncomfortable, as she should, as she had [i]zero[/i] place in the Coven. She took a few steps forward, fiddling with her fingers as she said,

[color=f4eb93]"Hey guys,"[/color] Britney started, closing her eyes and then sighing, 

[color=f4eb93][i]"It's been a while, hasn't it?"[/i][/color]


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The mysterious redhead awkwardly chuckled as she stared at the beer. Her phone dinged again with another incoming text, and she looked at Alizée and declined, "Sorry sister, I'm [i]good[/i]." Then she laughed again, as she didn't so much as [i]touch[/i] the bottle. Her eyes glanced over to the stage and watched the two girls begin her routine and then she briefly twisted her face up before her gaze landed on Alizée. As in, the mysterious woman did not so much as let Alizée out of her sight for obvious reasons.

She was probably glad she didn't take the drink after Alizée threatened to drag Violet off stage.

"Oh, well, in that case..." The bartender made unblinking eye contact with Alizée, made a U-shape with her thumb and middle finger, and stuck them in her mouth. She loudly whistled, then shouted, pointing at Alizée,

[h1][i]"SECURITY! GET HER OUT OF HERE!"[/i][/h1]

The DJ stopped, and the two girls on stage stopped dancing as all eyes landed on Alizée as a team of some burly bouncers made their way to Alizée. The two strippers were very vocal about how people stopped throwing money at them. Pink slapped a hand on her hip as she rolled her eyes, loudly saying,

"Oh God, it's [i]always[/i] some crazy bitch," 

"Hey, [i]whitey![/i] We're trying to make some fucking [i][b]money[/b][/i] here! Go act crazy somewhere else!" Violet shouted at Alizée, shaking her fist dramatically.

"Yeah, kick rocks, [i]hoe[/i], you're killin' the vibe here!" Pink shouted. [i]"Weirdo!"[/i] 

The red-haired woman grabbed her beer and cell phone and walked away before she got caught in the crossfire. She typed another text away, only to get several dings in response.