Potter

Avalia

Artemis

Time: Noon
Location: Outside of Malthemoor, Daka Island
Interaction: @FunnyGuy Darius | @13org Myra

Artemis’ eyes widened with surprise when Darius picked her up. Alarm had started, then relaxed when she knew it was him. She glanced up at his friendly smile and let out a giggle. She hadn’t been picked up like this in years. Briefly, sorrow would flash across her face then disappear again. The memories were nothing more than a reminder of her guilt. She pushed it away and focused on the situation at hand. She clutched Darius and glanced around fearful, as if a Dark Elf would appear and steal away her happiness again. It had been too long since she had been treated with kindness.

Once at the river, Artemis climbed out of Darius’ arms careful and slow. She gripped the cool grass with her toes and smiled faintly at the river. Oh Darius, you silly but delightful human.. Just wait. She turned to see Myra understood the scenario; the demon kept pointing to her legs then to the water. ”What a clever girl. Way to go, Myra.”

Artemis then cleared her throat and glanced at them both. ”May I have a moment of privacy please?” When they both turned away, Artemis then stripped the bodysuit and adjusted her seashell bra. She then limped into the water and sank into it. Once submerged, her tail began to form. There was a brief moment of pain as her torso and lower body began to shift. There were a few snaps and pops, then silence. Her tail was mainly pink iridescent, but other colors weaved through it in an iridescent pattern. She had always loved her tail. The pain didn't bother her either. She had grown used to transforming. Coupled with that and years of abuse, she had grown numb to pain.

Artemis let out a deep, relaxing sigh as her heart rate began to slow down, and her lungs began soaking in the water. She rested her head back and her arms beside her so that her tail was hanging half out of the water. Artemis, knowing the man had never seen a mermaid before, began to snicker. Though she kept in mind he was human, she wanted to prank him just a bit. Artemis lifted her tail into the water and splashed him with it, then went back to hanging her tail out of the water. It wasn’t enough to soak him or drench him, but enough for him to turn around and see. ”So, human huh?” Artemis began to laugh genuinely for the first time in years. ”Does Earth have anyone like me?” Artemis knew the answer would be no and was smirking. ”The cold doesn’t bother me, Darius, just so you know.”

Ember Grove - Supernatural RP

Nikolaus

Time: Dusk
Location: The Pit
Interaction: @princess - Angel @FunnyGuy - Sean

Nikolaus had been jogging back towards the Pitt when Angel’s voice broke through his reverie. He sighed as he listened to her and rolled his eyes. Despite it being cliche, it was true. Hybrid humans were relatively new and rare, and Desireee would lose her mind if they knew that Operation Humanity had them. He rolled his eyes though, remaining silent so he could focus on the task at hand. He waved off her comments, unperturbed by them.

When they returned to The Pit, Nikolaus waved to Sean. He was glad to see the other Hunter was here. He had seen the weird duo Angel had mentioned while jogging. He had glanced at them for his photographic memory. Nikolaus sighed as he rubbed his face and turned back to Angel. Her devilish grin caused him to raise his eyebrows. Once she began talking, Nikolaus rolled his eyes. He ducked when she went to pat his head and looked back down at her. He was struggling not to smile and hide it.

”Okay, Lava Girl,” He alluded to her earlier commentary with a stoic expression, ”The narrative you speak of is fiction, though I guess it will help you sleep better, huh? They were crawling around you like a shark ready to bite. It doesn't matter though; they're gone.” He then addressed both of them and smirked faintly. He wondered if there were more vampires inside who wanted a quick meal. It made his blood boil. ”Let’s go see if any-” Nikolaus began speaking and turned to see a tall man leaving The Pit. He raised his eyebrows, then glanced at the others as if to say, What do we have here?

Avalia

Artemis

Time: Noon
Location: Outside of Malthemoor, Daka Island
Interaction: @FunnyGuy Darius | @13org Myra

Artemis fought the urge to laugh when Myra raised her hand and let out a smile. She quickly and gently pulled the handcuffs off of her and her eyes widened with shock. Artemis stared at them as if she had never seen them prior to now and smiled with relief. She began flexing her fingers and roll her neck and shoulders. Loud pops were heard as she extended herself. Artemis let her arms down slowly, as not to startle Myra, and turned to watch her run off to the water source. For a moment, she was confused until the demon returned holding water in her hands. Despite it not being her request, Artemis began to drink the water quickly. Her throat burned savagely. The last she had ate or drank had been the previous night. The Dark Elves wouldn't allow her anymore so she wouldn't have enough strength to rebel against them. How did that workout, she thought? Her sheer will and determination had been enough for her to act on.

When she was done drinking the water, she turned to the interesting man named Darius. His words at first piqued her curiosity, then her expression darkened. Her once warm expression grew dark and stormy. Castle? What castle? Does he mean, Aklenroth's? The shear thought of him caused her to emanate another low growl. That stupid son of a bitch; she would rather die in these woods than return there. Still, these two were nice to her; but what would happen if she returned to the castle? Artemis shook her head. No, no, no. She would never set foot or tail in that treacherous place. Her thoughts began to trail off until he mentioned returning her home to Earth. This silly boy thought she was a human and proved he was not a merman. Artemis tried to fight back laughter, but a few chuckles escaped her.

"You're a delight," Artemis began to stand up on her shaky legs. Her scales were shining, despite the abuse they ahd been suffering. She began to shiver and glanced towards the water. She needed to go to the water; she hadn't fully submerged into water in over ten hours. Her body was beginning to grow sick. The Dark Elves and Orc had figured she'd make due in the bucket until arriving in her new dungeon and would go straight into the tank. Artemis knew if she went that it would be next to impossible to escape. The snowy mountain would have been far too treacherous for her to maneuver on her own. She shakily started to limp towards the forest and let out a few rattled breaths. Her lungs were drying up from the lack of moisture. Artemis tried to move, but her knees unbuckled. Artemis fell back onto the forest floor and gasped in air. Her hair covered miserable expression. She clutched the grass with a scowl while self-hatred filled her due to her lack of ability to walk. Determination flowed through her as she began to crawl towards it.

"I need to... To get to the water. Please.." Tears filled her eyes as she started to cough and shake. Artemis knew going deep in the forest would not the wisest, but she had survived worse and wasn't afraid of it. That begged the question of her companions? She didn't know about them; they were nice but it was suspicious as well. How did they randomly find her? Still, she didn't want another innocent person getting hurt because of her. She gritted her teeth and weighed the odds of survival. If she didn't find the fresh water soon, she would dehydrate and begin to start dying. She hadn't come this far, to only come this far. Artemis beat the grass with her fists in frustration, then attempted to crawl towards the water.

Ember Grove - Supernatural RP

Nikolaus

Time: Dusk
Location: The Pit
Interaction: @princess - Angel

As Nikolaus watched Angel dismantle the vampires, he sighed loudly and folded his arms. When she was bit, he clicked his tongue and moved to attack if need be, but allowed her the opportunity to react. For a fraction of a second, his heart raced and he felt himself grit his teeth; then the logic of who he was with kicked in. Angel and he were experiments and trained harder then t he others. Niko knew she had it covered, but the worry of watching one of his comrades go down had caused him unease. After she finished killing the vampires, he listened to her words and fought back an eye-roll. Her humor was almost unbeatable. Niko couldn't help but think that if Shay were out here, that they would have a field day together. The horror at the shenanigans they could find themselves in though sent shivers down his spine. The happier memory of his sister warmed him and for a second, he forgot about the true horrors awaiting him at the hospital wing. Angel's voice broke his reverie and he turned to look at her.

"Impressive, huh?" Nikolaus responded with raised eyebrow. He stared at her with sympathy in his eyes. He reached into his pocket and grabbed a tiny vile from it; it was filled with purple liquid enchanted by a witch and dear friend, named Holly. It would help stop the vampire venom from flowing through people so they wouldn't turn. "I'll be impressed if you don't turn into a vampire by the New Year. You need to be more careful and less reckless, Angel. If you had been turned or died right now, what good would it have done, huh? And not just for the hunters, for the sake of yourself and also your fellow hunters who have to mindlessly run after you. I was scheduled to be off tonight and had to run in to come here and save you. I know you can defend yourself; however imagine if those other vampires had seen you and you were murdered? Or worse, experimented on and not as kindly this time? Do us a favor and knock it off, all right? Whatever it is you want, we'll find a way to help you. Just please, for the love of God, make sure to have at least backup nearby. I'm going to become disappointed in you if you continue. You're in our squad now, Angel. It's not just you and you alone."

Niko sighed and came over to her and gently moved her hair out of the way while he listened to her continue speaking. He didn't reply and gently began to apply the liquid. It would sting at first, then begin healing, and then he began patching it up with some bandages from his pants belt as well. He knew she was grateful but was too stubborn to admit it. He ignored the commentary by her and moved away as he corked the vile and slid it back into his pants pocket. He had briefly smirked with amusement and then became stoic. His poker face was capable of shaming even the professionals of the game. He knew she had an agenda and wasn't going to question it now; nobody recklessly chased after vampires with the determination and blood thirst that Angel had. He would question her another time.

Nikolaus glanced at the vampires and flicked out his lighter. "Annnd here we go with cleaning up. I hate doing this part. So nasty." He sighed as he set the vampires on fire. The flames had been enchanted by the same witch to dispose of bodies cleanly without leaving a trace. The fire would burn hot and fast rapidly, then release a few puffs of smoke and disappear. Niko moved back quickly after setting the vampires on fire. He fought the instinct to pull her out of the way. "Works for me." He smirked at her, almost playfully. "Keep up, Angel." Nikolaus replied bluntly and stole once more glance at her neck and continued walking. He grabbed another bandage as he walked and wiped off his bloody swords. When he finished, he tossed the bandages into the fire as well and watched them burn. Then, Nikolaus began hurrying towards The Pit to meet up with Sean.

Avalia

Belladonna

Time: Noon
Location: Roshimi City
Interaction: @Tae - Torvi, @helo - Bowyn

Belladonna raised her eyebrows at Torvi with surprise at her words, then inhaled sharply at the sudden tremor. Her eyes widened as she glanced around. No-one else looked as if they had noticed. Her gaze settled on Torvi and knew in her heart she had found another human. She didn't dare speak it yet, and exchanged glances with Elleta. "I understand, and it is okay. We all can difficulty trusting people right now. It's understandable, since I do too. Little Blue is a nickname I had as a child, which is why I gave that out instead. You can call me that for now." She toed the line of how much she would reveal and added, "I am sure the humans are on everyone's mind. I would hate for them to end up in a situation that was detrimental for them. They didn't ask to come here."

Belle sighed and set her glass down and turned to listen to Bowyn. A smirk of amusement crossed her face now. He was keeping it moderately spicy, which was something she could do as well. She didn't want to accidentally provoke them further and reveal more magic. Belle especially didn't want to accidentally use hers as well in case someone noticed. Elleta noticed Belle went to speak and quickly spoke instead. "We're from the Moon Elf Kingdom." Their voices were quieter and people had stopped staring. Belle kept glancing ever so often in Rosemary's direction as not to attract attention to her existence. The woman had a shield of light magic around her to keep her invisible to everyone else so she could remain vigilant and protective. Her gaze focused back on Bowyn. The alarm was evident in her eyes, but she didn't show that she had noticed.

"It would be both, Bowyn. Your delightful playfulness is quite entertaining, so thank you for it." Belle took another sip of her glass and noticed it was almost gone. She didn't want to ask for it to be refilled and draw anymore attention to their table. So, she waited for Bowyn to finish speaking and snickered when he mentioned the humans. She could sense his scrutiny upon mentioning them and kept her expression impassive. She continued to pick at the food, her stomach now churning. Would it be a mistake to befriend these two? Bowyn, or Frosty to her, was going to be difficult; the woman Torvi, perhaps not as much.

Belle had to remind herself to be cautious. She was after all, the Golden Death Rebellion leader. The thought of it caused her temples to begin to throb and her expression to briefly show some stress. She didn't want anyone else to experience the sheer stress, aggravation and anxiety she felt at the moment. What if she trusted them on accident and led to her being revealed and murdered; then what? Elleta seemed to catch onto her situation and spoke for her.

"It would seem as though the humans arrival in Avalia has everyone on edge. The few Elves who participated in their arrival bare the responsibility and them alone." In that moment, Belle wondered how much Elle and Rosemary had to do with the arrival and if that was why they were hellbent on keeping her safe, excluding other reasons. She felt bitterness rise momentarily, then let it go. They were the closest things she had to friends right now; and besides, their concern over her was sweet, too. She wasn't used to the genuine concern. She smiled softly at Bowyn. "I do like winter fairies. It's been a pleasure meeting you both, Torvi and Bowyn. Your sentiments are forgiven. I can understand your tenacity. I would like to help you if you would allow us both to assist you, however I can understand if you decline." Belle smiled at her faintly and thanked her silently. What would she do without her? Belle didn't want to halt her sassy remarks, but she didn't want to continue dividng them further or causing more of a rift.

"It isn't a problem, Bowyn. I lost my home many times as well, so I can understand your bitterness. I do think you and I are similar in some ways we may not know yet. Furthermore, I would like to apologize as well for my partial rudeness, too." She then took a deep breath and added, "To make up for it, if you are hungry or thirsty, I can buy the next round. Please let me know what you would like." Belladonna glanced at Elleta who nodded in agreement.

Ember Grove - Supernatural RP

Nikolaus

Time: Dusk
Location: The Pit
Interaction: @princess - Angel

Nikolaus stood overlooking the scene with arms crossed. His hair danced in the wind gently while his swords glistened under the moonlight. Drips of what appeared to be blood were sliding off of them and otno the ground. How he enjoyed the night time; it was his favorite part of the day. He loved staying up late and watching the stars with his sisters, Mishka and Anastasia. His heart ached as he thought of them and felt adrenaline pulse through his veins. He clenched his fists while he listened to them addressing Angel like she was livestock. He understood vampires needing blood, but why the hell did they have to be so cruel? Humans were just as valuable. No matter; they would be gone shortly anyway. Angel and he had to be careful not to let people know of their experiments or else the advantage they had over Viet-Et-Mort would be lost. The mere thought of them caused the hairs on the back of his neck to stand up. His fists were clenched hard enough to turn white.

Niko let out a deep sigh as he readied himself and adjusted his faux leather gloves. He tightened the bandanna over his face to help conceal his identity. He didn't want word getting out who he was or else there would be more trouble and right now, he couldn't afford it. Niko flicked the lighter and moved to the edge of the roof. Niko felt torn over his experimental abilities; the super strength, enhanced senses and durability were both helpful but God, were the side effects awful. Niko stared down at Angel and felt his heart race slightly. If he had been late, she could have been captured or killed. The spastic loner was going to need a talking to when he was finished. The stress level she was causing him was going to require monitoring soon. No matter - he was going to solve it. Niko took a deep breathe and then took a running jump off the roof and landed beside Angel. The vampires jumped with shock which caused him to laugh coldly.

"Jumpy, aren't we?" He taunted with a loud laugh as they began to study him. "Take it in, bloodsuckers. Enjoy the view while you can." He paused and stared at the two discussing Angel's humanity. This made him grin as he pulled down the scarf to reveal it. His sharp teeth were showing, another semi-helpful addition of the experimentation. God, he felt superhuman sometimes and he didn't know whether to love or hate it.

"You're right, she isn't human; in fact, she's a demon sent from hell. Spooky isn't it?" He mimicked her use of 'spooky' earlier which he had been able to hear on his way in. Niko took his bloody swords out and grinned menacingly at the vampires. "Whose next?" He gestured to his sword and unexpectedly stabbed the nearest vampire. He then pulled his bloody sword out and whirled around to impale the next one. This time, he left the sword in so he could grab the previous vampire he'd stabbed and grabbed them by the throat. He slammed him into the concrete brick wall behind him and glared with hostility at him. The vampire was struggling and gasping with his eyes wild with fear and panic. Niko kept an eye on the other vampires, though he wanted to leave them for Angel. They seemed perplexed and afraid to approach him now. They were uncertain for sure.

"Humans aren't food you little shit and women aren't here for your sick pleasures." He glared daggers at them both. He glanced at Angel briefly, then away and back to the vampires. He straightened up and assessed them both as he listened to them speak. T

"What are you two?" The vampire struggled to free himself from Niko's strong grasp with wide eyes. Nikolaus didn't have any tolerance for these vermin, though he didn't exactly enjoying terrorizing them either. He didn't want to admit where his frustration was truly originating from. He didn't need the distractions or the memories right now.

"We're your worst nightmare." Niko then slammed him into the wall with all his strength and cracked his skull. The blood began oozing out. Niko turned and thrust him at the other two vampires with sudden force. They yelled out with shock and moved away with wide eyes. "They're yours." He told her simply and locked eyes with her briefly. With a deep sigh, he moved to Angel's side protectively and retrieved his bloody sword from the vampire. With a grin, he pulled his scarf back up to conceal his face while he awaited their next move as the remaining two now began to circle them with hatred and hostility.

Avalia

Corvina

Time: Late Morning
Location: Biralei residence--->Small inn in the city
Interaction: @Tae - Kenia ✦ @princess - Malachi ✦ @Inertia Rei

Corvina listened to Kenia's words and nodded in reply. She formed fireballs in both hands and quickly set the linen ablaze. The fireplace roared to life and began to smother the linens. After she burned them, Corvina quickly finished packing the rest of her belongings. She was then instructed by Kenia to burn the rest of the house. Corvina stared at the Elven woman and bit her lip. Burn the whole house? She nodded again, though in compliance. Once they were out of the house, Corvina stood alone in the foyer. The gasoline stayed around her, though she didn't have fear of being burned. Cora quickly tied her hair into a bun and smoothed the rest of it out of her face. Cora then looked at the mask Kenia had pulled over her face in on the first day and tied it around her mouth and nose as well. She took a few steps away and summoned the flames once more on her hands.

She shut her eyes and took several deep breaths. Quickly, the hallway began to light up with flames. She continued to imagine the household in flames with total devastation following. The roar of flames greeted her, though it wasn't enough. She focused harder and began to shoot fireballs in different directions. Corvina turned in circles and stepped away from the gasoline before that area lit up. She then turned to watch as the portraits of Kenia's children lit up and spoke softly to it: "May you beautiful blessings rest in peace and may you never be forgotten. I can tell your mother loves you still." Corvina then shot fireballs into both of them in which they quickly began burning. They would be gone within minutes.

Cora then began to stride through the house, checking off which rooms were burning and which needed some more incentive. She glanced upstairs and found it hadn't lit on fire yet. She growled and shot more fireballs at it. Her focus was stronger than before, but not enough. She shut her eyes as she moved up the steps and halted. What else could she did? She shut her eyes and took deep breaths. She imagined the dragolich nearly burning them alive and suddenly the flames grew stronger, but still not enough. She opened her eyes to gaze at the damage. More fire had eagerly licked up the gasoline. No, nothing from Avalia would be enough for her yet. Corvina had only been semi-conscious that night. She took another deep breathe and began searching her past. Pain began to emerge. She wished she could never remember this day. Tears formed in her eyes, but she bit them back and opened them. She held her hands out as flames began erupting around the house...

Cora's Flashback

Loud thuds echoed throughout the house as Corvina dragged a suitcase on wheels behind her and a rolling backpack. Her feet weren't quiet either, adding to the noise. With a deep grunt, Cora lifted both items onto her bed as she savagely stuffed her clothes into them. She kicked her bed as she did so with a few choice curse words. Cora looked at her pillows and shoved both items into her suitcase. She looked at a few photographs sitting on the desk and picked them up. She thrust each of them at the wall. They shattered loudly, and then slid onto the floor with dejection. The smiling trio was grinning at her still, as if mocking her. The tears were burning in her eyes and now rolling down her cheeks. They would never be the same. She would kill them both.
"And where do you think you're going?" The familiar voice of her father, Ron - if she could call him that - filled the air. She didn't turn to look and tossed in more clothes. She didn't care what she grabbed or didn't grab; at this rate, all she wanted to do was leave a.s.a.p.
"I'm leaving." Her voice shook, but she shoved in more clothes, then shoes into the bags for effect. She glimpsed his blue eyes filled with grief and sorrow, though he didn't try approaching her yet.
"We can figure this out, you don't need to go. Besides, you need to rest and take your medications. Have you taken your pills?" Ron came inside and tried to hug her, but she pushed him away. He sighed as he watched her. He didn't know what to say, and Cora was glaring at the mention of her medication. It was the first time in while where she could think clearly, or so it seemed. Her brain was pulsating with anger. "I'm sure Linnet could help you-"
Corvina whirled around with fury at the name and glared at him. Don't - don't mention her!" Cora shouted at him and pulled away from him again as he tried embracing her. She went to speak, but Ron glared at her with indignation and impatience now. The inability of him to hide it was obvious as well. He kept trying, but he was losing his mind at this point too.
"Don't blame Linnet on your losses, Corvina. You two need to get along better, anyways, and you two could bond over it. That wasn't her fault you lost your val-" He tried to reply, but she cut him off with a harsh, bitter laugh. She slammed her computer into the suitcase none too gently, causing Ronald to scowl and add to his growing temper. Then, she yanked the mouse off the desk and thrust it into her bag as well.
"Not her fault? Are you sure about that, Ronald?" Corvina had begun to shoot back when the Devil's mistress herself showed up. Cora wished she could punch that bitch down the steps and into oblivion. She had never been filled with such rage and hatred in her life. No, not even being bounced around homes, had she felt this type of anger.
"Dad, what's going on?" Linnet bounced into the room, much to Corvina's chagrin. She glared at the stupid black haired blue-eyed monster. Why couldn't she resemble the devil instead? Then her parents would know what a rotten, spoiled and jealous bitch she truly was. Cora couldn't imagine the Devil being worse than her.
"As if you don't know!" Cora shouted at her, unable to control her temper. She could see red at this point and her head might explode from the sheer anger she was feeling. "Quit acting like the dumb bitch you pretend to be and admit what you did!"
There was pause as Linnet stared at her with a gleam in her eyes. Ron stared at her with horror and then came over and slapped Cora across the face. She stared with shock, the pain unable to reach her brain quite yet. She turned to slowly see Ron's face filled with rage. He pulled Linnet to his side and began coddling her, though Cora couldn't hear. Whether it was the sound of her heart breaking, or the blood pulsing through her veins, she would never know for sure. All she knew was that Ron left the room, yelling inaudibly at her and stomping around like Godzilla.
There stood Linnet now, and Cora was shaking with anger, grief, remorse and also hatred. She didn't know who she hated more at this time: Linnet and Gale, or Ron; maybe even herself. She should have trusted herself and kept her dream to herself. This way, she wouldn't be standing here now, broken inside and watching Linnet relish in glory of her triumphs. Cora said nothing to her and grabbed both of her suitcases. She shoved passed Linnet and remained silent. It was in that moment that Linnet smiled wickedly at her as she passed. Cora ignored it and went to leave when Linnet spoke.
"I just want you to know that Gale and I are going to enjoy our time in Colorado Springs. We'll be sending you postcards of the ice rink. Maybe we'll even dedicate our duet performance to you. 'To Corvina, the loser of foster kids, gone but never forgotten.' What do you think, Foster Kid? Maybe you can go to a mental institution and heal your mind, psycho." Something inside of Cora's mind snapped and she turned around to wail on Linnet. She stared with shock as Cora's fist connected with her nose and then her face repeatedly.
"YOU RUINED MY LIFE!" Cora screamed and suddenly, footsteps came thundering inside. She couldn't hear the panicked voices of her foster parents. "You ruined my life and you know it! I hate you!" Cora didn't get to finish, since Ron and Lisa came tearing into the room. Linnet's bloody face was all she could see. She thrashed wildly in Ron's arms, while Lisa ran to comfort her now hysterical daughter. God, did they believe her fucking mediocre crying? Clearly, because now they were yelling at her. Their words traveled through her mind like an icicle:
"WHAT is wrong with you! Attacking Linnie? She did nothing wrong! The doctors were right, you are crazy!" then Ron's voice screaming, "Get her out of here NOW! Don't come back!" Cora was thrust outside forcefully, unwilling to relent fighting. Her suitcases were shoved outside as well. Cora turned to glare at them as she stood up and dusted herself up. With a hair toss, her head held high and tears streaming down her face, Corvina left her home.

When Cora opened her eyes, not only were tears streaming down her face, but the entire house was scorched in flames. She wiped her eyes with her sleeves. She glanced at the house and relished the flames around her. A smirk crossed her face as she strode down the staircase and then towards the door. She stared at the wall of flames and raised her hands. The wall of fire parted for her as she strode out of it and rejoined the others. Cora didn't look back as her mind replayed the memory in her mind. This time, she wouldn't be betrayed, nor would she runaway from her problems. She wouldn't end up in that position ever again. Corvina vowed to herself she would trust herself more this time and do whatever it took to protect the ones beside her and herself in this strange world.

Corvina strode through the city quietly with the others. However, due to using so much of her magic, she felt drained and ate as much as she could. She needed something to keep her energy up and her worries dim. She had ate in silence during lunch, only making friendly chitchat. Once they were in an Inn safely did she begin speaking. She was slightly more upbeat and pleasant. She had sat down and rested her head against the wall behind her, with another cloth around her neck in case she had to use her power once more.

"That would be nice, thanks Kenia. It would help us blend in more as well, though we should keep to our group only and maybe disguise ourselves a bit more. Is there anything else you can do with your magic? We don't know if that fox gave out our descriptions or not, so it might be best to hang as low as possible."

Avalia

Artemis

Time: Early Morning > Noon
Location: Devil's Bay > Malthemoor
Interaction: @FunnyGuy Darius | @13org Myra

While Artemis knew she was on Daka, she had not expected to be approached by a demon so quickly. Her eyes widened as she stared at her. With apprehension rising, she out a low growl. Just as quickly as the demon approached her, so did a male.. human? She stared, utterly transfixed. He was not an elf, since his ears were not pointy. She didn't have time to ponder, because He began to move quickly towards her. She jumped with surprise and emanated a warning growl, but let it subside as he began to speak. The man began to speak and his words confused her. Just like her? What the hell was he saying? He was a merman? Artemis tensed as he moved slowly in front of her and his hands to her face. She quickly realized he was removing her muzzle and stared with shock. How long had she been wearing that, she had forgotten. No matter, it was gone now.

Once it was disposed of, Artemis spat on it with hatred. When it was gone though, it revealed her face: deep, indented scars from the muzzle lined her mouth. Her soft, doe brown eyes were reddened from crying, and her cheeks and forehead had scarring as well. Her indigo hair was messy and hanging around her face, tangled. Around her neck too, were faint hand marks, indicating she had been strangled on more than one occasion. The most noticeable were her muzzle scars. She had seen them before and felt her heart break at the sigh. After it was off, she stared at the man with confusion. Still confused, she held her bond wrists up to him for him to remove as well. However, he had already been instructing the demon - Myra - to remove them.

There was a lump in her throat. Was this actual freedom happening? It had been years; Artemis had lost all hope of it. Still, she refused to give into hope; this had to be some sick game. Finally, and after a few struggles, spoke, "Just.. like me? what do you... mean? What are you? How did... How did you find me?" Artemis coughed and began gulping in air. It felt incredible to breathe in air normally. As she adjusted to her situation, she could hear a faint trickle of a pond nearby and yearned to be closer to it. "I need to.. I need to get over there." Artemis turned and pointed to the sound of the lake. She fixed her bodysuit and parka around her, though she couldn't wait to remove the parka. Sadly, it was too cold here.

"Darius... Myra," She tested their names and then stared at them. Another lump formed in her throat, but she ignored it. "I'm... Artemis."

Avalia

Belladonna

Time: Late Morning / Noon
Location: Roshimi City
Interaction: @Tae @helo

Belladonna listened to Torvi speak and waited patiently for her questions to finish. Once they had, she replied smoothly and without missing a beat. It was a convincing enough lie, though it remained partially true. "I don't know if the perpetrators have been caught yet. I guess we'll see in a few days," Belle didn't glance at Elle as she spoke, not wanting to raise suspicion. "If they are caught, may there be Mercy on their soul." Belle replied smoothly and forced herself to appear empathetic towards the rebels. Her curiosity was gnawing at her - was this woman human as well? Her thoughts ended though as the fairy began to speak. Belle's curiosity began to simmer into amusement.

She started to chuckle as he spoke and downed the rest of her glass. She folded her hands neatly on the table as he continue his tirade while watching him. How his snark and humor reminded her of her younger self. She would have to tap into that side. Like a snake, she was trying to shed that skin, but it would prove useful. The urge to not ask if he had another peach was beginning to eat away at her. She was dying to eat something soon. Elleta stood up and patted her shoulder to order food so Belle wouldn't have to stumble over it and possibly reveal herself.

While she understood, Bella hadn't wanted to give out their names until she felt they could establish a connection or become allies. Belle chuckled when he asked if anyone had died. She knew Morgayne and Regulus had put their necks on the line but were able to take care of themselves. Her concern was palpable; yet she knew she had to avoid them for the time being. Baraian, Kuroi and Ilan had also escaped though she didn't know where they had gone. Finally, when Bowyn finished spouting off and introducing his bird, Bella set the glass down and turned to face him. She nodded kindly to the bird - Boreas, after Bowyn introduced himself. She was quite curious to learn more regarding him, but she would have to hold back for now. How she envied that bird - its life must have been so simple.

He chewed obnoxiously, much like a child; with hopes they'd be disgusted and leave. Belle appeared unfazed and rather bored with the conversation. She was used to rude and obnoxious people, but she despised them. She had to set her hands in her lap in order to dig her nails into them as not to snatch the peach out of his hand and toss it away. What a waste of a perfect peach. As she studied him, she could see a noticeable difference between forest fairies and winter ones. She wasn't quite sure if he was, though his attitude fit a winter fairy. Either way, she'd play on that. She then let out a deep sigh and addressed him further. She didn't see a peach on the menu and wondered if he had bought or stolen it.

"Well Bowyn, or should I say Frosty?" She guessed he wouldn't understand the reference, but maybe she would be surprised. "And no, nobody has died yet as far as I know, though the day is still young. Maybe we should head to the graveyard and begin digging their graves and beat them to it?" Belle took a deep breath and remained calm - almost too calm. Her poker face had been one of her best asset while being in the gang and appearing innocent in school.

"I appreciate you saving me the time and energy of asking your name. Although, it is not as if you bothered to ask either; so much for mannerism for us both, huh? It's interesting, because you could have instead asked why we sat down here. It would have been nice for us to get off to a better start." Belle paused long enough to refill her glass and drink another round of mead, then continued.

"And, by the way, you remind me of a child with your antics. I sure do hope you have some maturity in you, Bowyn. This looming war with humans arriving is going to affect us all in some way or another. Your behavior doesn't faze me enough to leave; I am quite entertained by it, to be honest."

Belle paused for a moment and glanced at Torvi kindly, then back to Bowyn. She didn't want to bite too hard but she wasn't going to back down as well. She did not want to appear as if she couldn't handle herself. Belle then sweetened her expression and tone, though it remained low.

"Do you think you can tone it down yet, so we can have a more civil conversation? It would be much simpler than bickering, I don't quite care for it. Simply put, I am here to make friends." Belle then glanced over upon finishing to find Elleta bringing a plate of food. Belle stared at it, baffled, then began to nibble on a few of the native berries. She wrinkled her nose at first, then began to asses which ones were sour. Once she discovered it, she began to chew on those. While she began picking at the food, she began to embrace her old nickname and self. As hard as it was to bite her tongue and not snap back, she rather enjoyed the old comfort of her previous life and persona.

"By the way, you can call me Little Blue."

Ember Grove - Supernatural RP

Luna

Time: After Sunset / Dusk
Location: Woods outside of Vie-Et-Mort
Interaction: @Tae - Sorrel ✦ @Alivefalling - Cyrus ✦ @Helo - Liam ✦ @Kkushmar - Boris

Faint cries and voices were distantly heard in Luna’s subconscious. As she began to register the voices and commotion, her eyes began to open. Her body was healing from the wounds, though not enough to give her full range of motion again. Her ankles and wrists had ceased gushing blood and was a faint trickle now. Luna took a deep breath and felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, causing her to whimper. She couldn't fully breathe regularly yet; her throat remained swollen. She noticed she had sharp, quick breaths as well which made it difficult to see straight. She was able to register the three werewolves surrounding her and communicating with one another on how to fight off the vampires. She managed a faint smile.

Two of them were alphas - Sorrell and Liam. The beta was Sorrel’s, whose name was Cyrus. She shook her head to try clearing her vision and stared at the other wolves. Luna wished she could do more than just lay around but she was too weak and beaten up to do anything else. When this was over, she was going to owe them so much. It was draining her to even speak, but she had to warn them. Luna growled to herself and addressed the other wolves.

“Thank you for coming to my rescue.” She paused then rested her head back down. She needed to warn them that these weren’t ordinary vampires. Desiree trained them 24/7 in the most brutal fashion to be prepared for anything. She had seen gruesome and grotesque things in her time over the years. The last thing she wanted was for them to be injured or captured by them. She didn't want anyone to suffer the same way she had. No-one ever deserved to be trapped in this hellhole the same way she had been. Her mind was still reeling from the last four hours. Tears were forming in her eyes but they couldn't fall in her wolf form. "These are the Vie-Et-Mort vampires, by the way, these aren’t ordinary vampires.” Luna told them while she curled into a ball. "Be careful. I'll stay here as a distraction for them."

She breathed in and out sharply and let out a whimper of pain. Faint yells were heard and Luna glanced over to see the vampires ascending upon her. She rested her head back down and tucked her tail by her face. She wished she could help fight, but instead settled for remaining as bait. She did her best not to glance up at Cyrus in the tree.