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I have a rough draft for my final due this week and the final is due next week. My replies will be slow for a bit. Bare with me.
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Mention: Drake @Punished GN, Sully @Atrophy, Luna @Estylwen

Tayla wasn't surprised no one heard her. Or so she thought. She was surprised Drake had an ear out. She still didn't like him, but she'll give him credit where it's due. Given he seemed to want to apologize to Sloane for something. She couldn't remember if she was there when something happened or if she overheard conversation about it, but whatever. Regardless, he wanted to apologize. Maybe he has changed. She'll reserve whether or not to give him a shot at changing her mind about him later.

She nodded when he tapped her shoulder, though his touch made her skin crawl. It wasn't him. She didn't care for people touching her in general. He took off towards the trees she pointed at.

“Oh shit! Is it your stalker?” Sully said so fucking loud she's sure anyone that didn't hear her warning definitely heard him. “Get inside. We got this motherfucker! AY, DRAKE, GET HIS BITCH ASS MAN! GO, GO, GO!”

He handed her a cup in passing. "Sully, shut the fuc-!"

A second later she was pulled into a Recollection.

She was dizzy when she came out of it. She'll take that to meaning they might have another lead if Kari was in 8th Street. Whoever the hell that is. She was well versed in other magic groups the popped up after the Coven disbanded, aside from the Wolfpack. Whoever Emily is sounds like another pain in the ass she doesn't want to deal with. And where the hell is Elsa? She lived here too and Tayla can't remember ever hearing about Kari having a relative that was recently in town.

She looked down a the sake cup and poured it out on the lawn. She stopped drinking when she was pregnant with Siwon. Her first drink in years was wasted at the bar with Greyson and Linqian. She had maybe two or three sips. She's never having another drink around the Coven again.

She went to Sully on the ground, idiot somehow tripped over his own backpack, and crouched next to him. "For my sake, let's keep anything about Dean between us," she whispered. "It's bad enough he's on my ass. I don't need the Coven asking why a member of the Wolfpack knows me." There's wounds of pain and hurt and terror she doesn't need nor want to explain.

She patted him on the back. "Get up big guy. Sure Drake's gonna need some back up." She slipped her headphones back on to keep up with the woman-that-was-watching-them's location. She can't fight anymore, they don't need to know that, but she can be useful for tracking as long as she stays within range. She found the woman and concentrated on her thoughts, doing her best to block out the thoughts and voices of everyone else. Drake and Sully would need to know if she moved.

Mention: Sully@Atrophy, Luna@Estylwen

Location: Home

Tayla's life continued on as usual after the Halloween Festival. She had dinner with her family and put her son to bed at night. She got up before dawn to help her father fish, took her son to daycare, then got ready to go to work. She came out of the bathroom with a text notification on her phone. Her heart jumped a little in her chest. There's only three people that would contact her that came to mind: her father, the woman that ran the daycare, and her boss. She hoped it wasn't the daycare. Turns out it was none of the options that first popped into her head. It was Sully. How the hell he got her number, he explained in his text along with near incoherent ramblings that were hard to keep up with. She had to read it three times to understand what he was on about. He got her number from Auri, figures, and he got the shit beat out of him by Dean last night. He's looking for her and Sully's his only lead from a fight at the strip club a week or so ago. She was confused and pissed.

The Dollhouse said they'd keep Dean off her ass, specifically having Shayton's word to make it happen, so why the hell is Dean assaulting Coven members for her information? She didn't know anything that went on at the strip club, but now she has questions.

She sent Sully a text back asking what the fuck happened at the club nights ago. She hoped he kept it short, if he answered her at all.

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Location: Kari's House

The end of the week came and she was ready to enjoy her weekend once her shift was over at the museum. Unfortunately, she got a text from Auri about meeting up at Kari's house with the address attached. Fuck me. She's not seen any of them in over a week and she'd like to keep it that way, but she had to go. Father Wolf was still out there and she made a deal with the Dollhouse.

She texted her appa that she would need him to pick up Siwon from daycare and to head on home without her. She wasn't sure how long it would take, but given it's Friday, she could stay out a little longer. Plus, she wanted to know if any of them had answers about what the fuck those odd dreams she's been having are about. The first one was long and lasted most of the night. The next one was shorter starring the same person, Raven Jones. This was all a headache.

She got off early evening and took a bus over to the side of town Kari lived in. It was quiet with big houses she could never hope to afford, all spread out so neighbors were never too close. It matched the fall like those neighborhoods in kid Halloween movies.

She got off the bus and had to walk a block, her long, baggy gray wash jeans dragging on the leaves covered sidewalk. She had That Melody around her neck, cord tucked into the pocket she had her cell phone in to give the illusion that it was plugged into her phone. She had the hood of her white hoodie over her head. The front of it had a spread painted black butterfly and the back said 'Butterfly Effect.' She got it from a thrift store some years ago and it's served her well in the chilly weather.

She got to the house with most of the crew already there. She kept her distance, especially from Linqian. She didn't miss her talking about the deal she made with Greyson. Tayla's done a lot of stupid shit, mostly under the influence of oxy, alcohol, and her abusive ex. She can't say she's made many stupid decisions sober. Considering what little she knew about Linqian, she wasn't a drunkard nor a drug addict, so whatever he offered her couldn't have been worth it. She's made her deal with the devil before. It's never worth it.

She let everyone's conversations wash over her. She didn't care to jump in. She's had enough of all of them in the few hours she's been around. Most of all of them. Sully couldn't be that bad if he was nice enough to give her a head's up about Dean. If she got information out of all of them tonight, then she could rely what she learned to the Dollhouse and ask about what they're doing about Dean.

Auri announced why they were there very soon after she arrived. It's been maybe less than five minutes. Good. She wanted to get to the point. She wasn't expecting a report on talking to dead Coven members. Well shit. If they could've done that the whole time, they could've had something done on the first day or the second. She wasn't surprised when another person was announced dead. It seemed they were losing members by the day. She couldn't remember enough about Lyss to care.

She saw Sully, staring at him for a good few seconds, not sure how to approach him about the text message without drawing attention to herself. She didn't want anyone else knowing about her relationship with Dean. She wouldn't put it passed these chuckle-fucks to either be invasive, want to use her as bait, or judge her. It's bad enough Greyson knows too much. She wouldn't put it passed him to start running his mouth about her, before she can put a bullet between his eyes. He wasn't here yet. She'll hate when he does show up.

BANG!


The sound scared the shit out of her. Her heart raced and sweat pricked on her forehead. She'd been a second away from booking it. Sloane had blown open the door to Kari's house, and the dogpile on her started. She sighed. At the end of the day, Kari's dead. Her soul moved on to another dimension apparently. This house is a thing that no longer matters to anyone living. All she wanted was to do the thing she made a deal to do and let that be the end of it. All she had to decide was who she would follow. Most of them weren't bearable enough to be around for more than two minutes.

She just about made her decision when a child started talking. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up. She recognized him as the kid in the KKK costume at the festival. He came right up to Shayton to talk to him like it was nothing. What would a kid need with a man like Shayton if not for spooky reasons like searching a dead woman's house. She'll ask Shayton about him in her message to the Dollhouse later. For now, she's steering clear of him, and the rest of the ones getting on Sloane's case. She couldn't imagine being in any of their heads for a few seconds if they think the way they talk.

She overheard Stormy mention something about that kid being shot and being in the church when it burned down. She didn't know any Lux that could keep someone alive during something that intense, but there's thousands of abstractions that could do it for you. She put That Melody on, pretending like she wanted to drown them out with music and let the group's thoughts hit her all at once. It was a lot, especially from Kenshiro? She didn't remember him. She hardly remembered anyone from a decade ago. Kenshiro's thoughts were particularly loud in his grief. She just barely managed to catch a stray thought from someone within her telepathic range. She looked up at the trees, but couldn't spot anything with her eyes. She could 'see' them in a way, since she narrowed in on their thoughts and had a better idea of their general direction. They, no, she was thinking about them in detail like she had something to report to someone later.

Since she got That Melody, she practiced using it after work before she picked up her son. She'd gotten good at concentrating on one person's thoughts and tuning everyone else out as long as there wasn't anything to distract her. Distractions being loud thoughts or large groups of people. She hadn't learned how to concentrated harder to get around that. She pulled off her headphones. She couldn't get caught up in Kenshiro's grief spiral. That would fuck her up if her feelings about James resurfaced.

Kenshiro called for everyone to have a drink. She's good. There were other important things to worry about. Like the stranger in the trees.

"I'm almost positive we're being watched from those trees by someone. Just a feeling." She pointed to where the stranger was hanging out. She couldn't be more specific or she'll out herself for having an Aberration. She doubted they'd take her seriously, but she warned them. When it comes back to bite them in the ass, she'll say 'I told you so.' She didn't care that she interrupted Kenshiro wanting to have one out for all their dead members. They're being spied on; that's a lot more important.


Siwan sat on his knees on her lap, looking out the window at everything below. He pointed at different things, wanting to know what they are and she answered him every single time, even when he pointed at the same things two or three times. Lightning crackled over part of the island, clouds growing rapidly. She knew that wasn't normal. It was supposed to be clear today. Not a cloud in the sky and yet there's the makings of a storm? She could guess what that was about, but as long as it didn't affect her family, she didn't care what was going on.

The Ferris Wheel stopped near the top, the people down below being let off. Other than the magical storm brewing, everything was fine. They'd finished their food, Siwan had fun, and it was time for them to head home. It wasn't 5 yet, but she didn't want to stick around just to waste time. They were let off, Siwan in her arms, and they made the long trek from the ride towards the gate.

She kept her eyes peeled for anyone she recognized with the intent to ignore them. She didn't want any of them knowing about her family and she didn't want to accidentally stumble into something that's not her business. So far, the coast was clear. They did have to skirt around evidence of a fight. Good as any reason to leave now.

They left the festival, going to the docks and getting on her father's boat. They boarded it and set off for home.
@TheNoCoKid I'm not. My muse isn't in it.


Whatever Shayton wanted to talk to her about wasn't going to happen with the racist kid interrupting. Something about him was off. Like magic off and she wanted nothing to do with it, especially not with her baby around. She grabbed his coloring sheet and stood up, adjusting Siwan onto her hip. He started crying and kicking his little feet.

"No! Cayon!" he cried. She hated that they couldn't have their peace. What's supposed to be a good day for them was interrupted by assholes that couldn't leave them the hell alone. She snatched a purple crayon off the table for him, then they made their escape, heading for the Ferris Wheel.

Seunghoon was just coming back with the popcorn and corn dog. She shook her head and ushered him back the war he came. It was 4pm now. Just an hour left before the sun would sink beyond the horizon.

Her father looked at her questioning. "Bad vibes," was all she said.

He wouldn't understand, but he didn't need to. If she's leaving in a hurry, then that's all he needed to know something wasn't right. They got in line for the Ferris wheel. She gave Siwan the crayon. She didn't feel bad for stealing it. Inconsequential in the long scheme of things.

The line wasn't too long. They waited 15 minutes, before they boarded. She pulled baby wipes out of the baby bag, wiping Siwan's hands, then her own. She fed him popcorn, watching his little face turn funny from the crunch. She gave him another all while looking at the amazing view of the ocean and the mainland. She pulled her phone out and took a picture, then a selfie with her father and son. All of them smiling. Though she had to poke Siwan's cheek to get him to give her something then the 1,000 yard stare into the camera.
@Punished GN Good! Siwan's adorable. Everyone should doodle with him~
@Punished GN I ate got nothing to do. Lol

Mention:@Punished GN

Tayla had gotten her own coloring sheet and some color pencils, joining Siwan in coloring. He stopped what he was doing to look at her work. She smiled, drawing a little eyeball on the corner of her paper just to play. Siwan mimicked her, trying to draw a circle, but it came out disjointed and too far apart to connect.

[color=DE198A]"Wow, you're so good," she said, pitching her voice high. She used to have a hard time talking to him like that. When he was born, she would speak to him like he was an adult. No in language, because she didn't want to say anything inappropriate, but not with her voice high pitched either. The more she got used to talking to him and watching children's programs, the more she spoke to him like the actors on TV.

She leaned in to kiss his cheek, when a wind blew by, ruffling the papers on the table and Shayton was suddenly standing there. She jumped out of her skin.

"씨발," she cursed.

"씨!"

Tayla covered Siwan's mouth. "Don't even," she said.

She glared up at Shayton, pissed that he wants to do this now, during her bonding time with her baby. Not the right time. "As a matter of fact I do mind." She grabbed a color page and a mix of colored pencils and markers. She put everything on a spot across from her. "Join the fun."
What's Vashti doing out of her swamp? Don't she miss the Florida rain?
Not Petty Patty being hated by Adora. Lol. Georgie's not the only one to think she's awful.
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