McHaggis

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I got your back, paige! Please don't leave </3

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Alistair grinned and passed the flask back to Trixy – not fooled for a moment by her innocent facade – as they walked in through the doors of Tortuga. He was not particularly fond of the establishment given that he preferred to drink at home in the presence of friends rather than strangers; however, that it was his long-time companion Maria's favourite haunt and that of many other vampires in his clan made him willing to go there.

As it was, the small group of vampires walked in while Maria was singing, a bit like a siren. Alistair waved lethargically in greeting, hoping she saw as he walked around and over to where a very lonely member of Clan Blackmoore was sitting, Emilia. He reckoned she was enjoying the music as much as he was. Her table had the added bonus of being one of the more isolated ones, far enough away from the humans so he didn't tease himself with the promise of blood.

“It's not unusual for someone to go to a club alone,” he said to the girl. “We're going to be having a bit of fun soon. Care to join us?” Alistair tilted his head in the direction of Trixy and Alexander.

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Kinetic manipulation's a great, well-balanced power. Jelly I didn't think of it first xD

Stand Still. Stay Silent.

Lennart looked from left to right at the other members of his team before rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “I have!”

He shouldn't sound so happy about it, he knew. The Finn hoped he would never have to experience such terror as being alone against the prospect of an unstoppable foe, but alas, even after the first time it had happened again. Scouting was a dangerous job, rife with danger especially with the inevitable need to go it alone at points. It was lucky that this expedition didn't require him in that capacity; with them, he would be a tool for the spirits and nothing else.

A sudden chill ran up his spine involuntarily and he rubbed his hands together, trying to spark a bit of warmth through the gloves he kept on, even indoors. “Beasts, many times. Trolls only once, from far away...”

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“Indeed, indeed.” Alistair hooked an arm around Trixy's, swerving her out the door and around the vampire who had knocked, not even waiting for Alexander. He would have to catch up to take the assassin's other arm. Taking another swig of the liquor, he grinned – even if he couldn't get drunk, he could certainly do a fair attempt at acting it.

“Let's go see darling Maria,” he said. “And find out if she's picked out any fresh blood at Tortuga for us. The sooner the better!”

Forsaken Children of War (Kirah and McHaggis)

After greeting Siobhan, Yvette pulled out her wand and pointed at Siobhan's back discreetly. "Here -- this'll get the dust off," she said, and the pureblood girl was slightly wary of how badly a Muggleborn could muck up with magic. Even so, she didn't say anything as the brunette's muttered spell didn't seem to cause an adverse effects. Slyly, Yvette noted in a low, secretive voice, "Made up with McCarthy then?"

Siobhan's cheeks burned red but found herself completely unable to lie, especially when Yvette's eyes sparkled like that. She only managed a nod, her friend's answering giggle -- or cackle -- saying it all.

Slughorn began to drone on and on, first about potions -- the next one they would be making was the Forgetfulness Potion -- and then discreetly changed the topic to his own get-together and how prestigious all those involved were. Siobhan tried to catch Kyle's attention and roll her eyes.

Stand Still. Stay Silent.

Yeah! I wasn't planning on him fighting much -- just having experience being caught out alone.

Maybe he did the whole 'Stand Still. Stay Silent' thing eheheheh.

Lost

Caelum had been up since the early hours of the faux-morning after a sleepless night (or whatever passed for night on a ship that never sleeps), tinkering with the holographic star map installed in her cabin. It was stylised, of course, and the database of colonies was by far out of date as they had all been ruthlessly destroyed by the Forms. She reckoned that at some point she should delete them from the program, erasing them like chalk on a blackboard when faced with a wet wipe, but it hurt to think that any surviving humans would not know what the great human empire had been like without the knowledge.

As the captain's voice chimed in over the intercom, the navigator twirled her hair around her fingertips. Lewis – she'd forgotten about him, or at least tried her best to, knowing that the service would be inevitable and mandatory to attend. That was another thing that hurt – burying friends. As it was, the closest thing to formal wear she had was a slate grey jumpsuit as almost all of her clothes were garishly cheery and orange. It would have to do, she decided, coupling it with an old dress shirt that wasn't really hers and at least three sizes too large.

Caelum considered skipping breakfast – fruit parfait in what would be the middle of winter on Earth seemed wrong, somehow – but, as always, she enjoyed the company of her fellow crew members. Heading down the halls and into the small cafeteria, she took a table in the corner, fiddling with a condensed version of her aforementioned star map. Funny how she was okay with working overtime to find a new home now that it was a matter of survival.

Stand Still. Stay Silent.

Hmm... do you think, as a former scout, Lennart would have seen beasts and trolls or just beasts?

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Oh noes, we're getting blamed for it! :c

We're bad, not evil!