[center] [img]https://txt.1001fonts.net/img/txt/b3RmLjEwNi5kOTFmOGIuVkdobElGUnlhVzguMA/thuast.demo.webp[/img] [code]INTERACTIONS[/code]Emily, Britney, Auri [@Punished GN][/center] Lila couldn’t stop a laugh from escaping her lips as she watched Emily break down in tears. Something felt good about seeing her like this, seeing her sad, covered in wine, and crying her fake tears. This was the best day ever. She saw Emily’s eyes linger on her hands for a second and Lila looked down. This was the worst day ever. Feathers? Claws? Why was her hand so long now? She should be panicking, she should be afraid, yet the only thing she could feel in that moment was power. She felt strong, and she felt comfortable in that feeling. Her eyes slowly slid up from them and she looked at Emily once more. She laughed again. This time louder and more direct. [color=FFE4E1]“My, my, my,”[/color] The Maiden whispered to Lila, [color=FFE4E1]“I’ve been waiting for you to welcome me back”[/color]. Lila shuddered visibly at the whisper. Fuck. The Maiden was never gone, and all it took was one transphobic comment to fucking welcome her back. Great. Great. She saw that the red wine had really soaked into the dragon onesie and this broke her internal conversation causing her to laugh really hard. [color=DA70D6]“Emily,”[/color] Lila spoke in between the laughter, her voice was mostly her own but there was a dual tone to it now, and a whispered voice spoke alongside Lila [color=FFE4E1]“Are[/color] [color=DA70D6] you crying crocodile tears, [/color] Lila paused as she took three quick steps around Luca and towards Emily. She stopped halfway between them, as a rush of realization swept over her. She had just punched Emily Reed, of the 8th street, their leader. If there was ever a risky mistake, this was it. Lila thought for a second, mulled it over, before she said fuck it. The bitch had it coming, and Lila wanted to remind her of it. [color=DA70D6]“keep that name out of your mouth,[/color][color=FFE4E1]or this[/color][color=DA70D6] crazy bitch will do it again.”[/color] Lila felt her anger surge as she finished. The crows reflected this, they began to fly closer and closer to Emily, jumping within reach to caw before they flapped their wings flying back out of range. What was it with the fucking sycamore tree coven, and its former members, playing the victim? And why did Emily think anyone would take her side? Sure, Britney was to blame for so many problems. Actually Britney was to blame for whatever the fuck was going on. That realization made her even angrier, not just because she fucked up the sealing but because by doing so it made Lila agree with Emily. She will hold that cunt accountable. She wasn’t going to talk for Luca, however, so she turned her attention back down to her hands. She noticed that the claws looked sharp, really sharp, and The Maiden let Lila see her want for them to cut across Emily’s chest. An image that was strangely alluring. The more the maiden made her desire known the more Lila wanted to turn it into reality. She looked back towards Emily and chuckled under her breath. [color=FFE4E1]“Do you like them?”[/color] The Maiden whispered to Lila. [color=FFE4E1]“You’ll be getting more gifts soon.”[/color] [hr] Lynn stood back, her eyes locked onto Lila’s arms. What.. the..fuck. Her eyes shifted to Emily, and back to Lila. She was going to keep her distance, Luca did not have to tell her twice. Her phone was up, and she had a message typed and ready to send. She added one more contact to the message. She deleted the message, watching Lila carefully, before she retyped it entirely. [code] Hi Britney, Auri…Sooo Emily said some transphobic shit to Lila, Lila punched her, Emily’s making a scene, and Lila is…here look at her hands.[/code] She tapped send, before she took a photo, and sent that as well. [code] Britney, what the fuck happened with the sealing.[/code] She looked up from her phone to see Jasper arrive in costume. Her eyes shifted from Jasper, to Luca, before back to Jasper. They were totally rocking those fits. Finally, Lynn saw perfection in person and the group Halloween costume night was a success, and Emily getting rocked was just the icing on the cake. She looked around the area again and saw that no other 8th street had showed up yet. That was good. She worried that would change before long. [hr] Jasper felt his stomach drop as the crows erupted nearby. It seemed Luca had the same reaction as he took off immediately towards the source. Jasper tried his best to follow but the crowded area, combined with his large frame, meant that he was slow to arrive. When he did, he saw that Lila was ready to fight. Jasper wanted to get involved, but he was taken aback by the sheer number of crows jumping around Emily, Luca standing his ground in such a strong way, and the feathered hands of Lila. Jasper gulped. His suspicion was correct. The sealing did not work, something went wrong. That thought would have to wait. His time in St. Portwell has taught him much about the magical world, and chief among them was to not piss off Emily Reed. He just saw the twins, so they were lucky. But he knew that the night just got a little more dangerous now that this fight started. He reached into his bag and grabbed his paint brush. He needed to be ready. And he needed a canvas.