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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: Tsukino@Estylwen

Tayla felt weighed down by the rain soaking her heavy clothes. All this had to go down in the fall when she wears thick hoodies for warmth. Even putting her hood up didn't help her not feel like a drowned rat. The ground got mushy, her boots squishing with each foot fall. If this situation got worse and she had to run, it'll be hell trying to do it in these conditions. It took her few minutes to get close enough to get a good look at the wall without being near it. The zombies she'd seen in Jack's memories where a little too close for comfort, but they weren't walking towards her or the wall. They were jerking and doing a weird movements. Someone must have done something to them.

When she tracked Tsukino down with the headphones, she had heard others' thoughts too. She wasn't sure how she should approach this. There was a battle going on and she's not about to walk right into the thing she ran away from when 8th Street showed up. She could stand out here and wait. That would be the best option. She eyed the zombies. As long as they kept doing whatever the hell they were doing, then she wouldn't need to worry while she waited.

She walked in a circle to keep her circulation going. She'd stood out in the rain without moving before. Quickest way to freeze. A pink mist crept towards her. Fuck. She could guess what that is. She's not seen pink magic that wasn't related to Pink Lux. She didn't know what that did, and she wasn't willing to find out. She back away from it. She doubted it could travel far. As long as she outpaced it, then she would be go-

She got smashed into and knocked over by the person she'd been waiting on.

"Ow! What the fuck?" she said, her breathe taken from her.

Tsukino had her wings out, she didn't remember her being able to do that, and latched onto her hand. It seemed like she was going to lift her out of there, but the pink mist overwhelmed them. She couldn't help but breathe it in.

"Hey, babe, you okay?"

Tayla nearly jumped out of her skin. Her sudden movement to look at James shook the little boat they were in. It's the one tied to the end of his family's dock. It sat four people comfortably and had a motor on the back. She loved this boat. They'd always go out on the water for little dates on the weekends. Once, they went so far out on the ocean, they couldn't see their island anymore. It's like old times.

"You almost knocked Siwannie out." He held her little boy in his lap, having pulled him away from the side when she was spooked.

"괜찮아?" she asked her baby, leaning forward and taking his littles hands.

He giggle, moving her hands up and down with his.

"He's so cute. How do you have a son that's this cute?"

She laughed and looked up at him. "Have you seen me?"

"I have and your gorgeous."

She blushed. A goofy grin spread across her face.

[color=DE198A]"I know," she whispered. She used to deny her looks, but James never let her get away with it. He wouldn't except anything less than her acknowledging her beauty when he was around.

"I hope our kids look like you."

"Our kids? We're only twen-ty..." Her grin slowly fell. 'Twenty-five' was what she was going to say.

For the first time out to sea she got a good look at James. His shoulders that were narrow a few months ago had broadened out. The sun shown bright on his dark curly fro. He'd gotten a side fade a week ago at the barber shop. Said he wanted to try something different other than his twists. His fair brown skin didn't look effected by the sun at all, despite him having a tendency to turn red in his cheek when the heat got overbearing.

"Babe?" He looked concerned. She'd seen that look dozens of times before. It's the face he always gave her after every fight with the Stygian Snake. He'd worry that she got hurt, when it's her that was worried for him. He had Orange Lux. He's more likely to get hurt going head to head with the Snake or when assisting someone else's power.

The thing that hit her hardest was that he still looked the same he did the day he died. Forever frozen at sixteen. Never growing up with her. Never growing older. He'll always have his baby face. He'll never develop a sharper jaw like his father. He'll never get the tattoo of a dove and a tiger on his back. They'll never have kids. Or buy a home. Or go to college together. They're lives stopped at sixte-No his life stopped. Hers went on pause for a little while.

She looked down at her baby boy, then picked him up. He was her present, her future, and her forever. He's waiting for her right now, at home. She stood up in the middle of the boat, in the middle of the ocean, under an unforgiving sun she couldn't feel the heat from. She had to wake up and keeping pushing forward. If she stayed here, she'll die. She wasn't ready for her afterlife with James yet. It could wait.

"I love you, Jamie." She never got to tell him that. One of her biggest regrets was that she didn't say it back when he told her earlier that day.

"I know." He gave her that sideways grin of his, then he vanished.

Rain poured down on her. Her vision blurred from her tears. It hurt to breathe. She wanted to go home. See her son. Get away from everything that reminds her of him. She's afraid she'll back slide. Slip into oxy to forget what she just saw. She can't forget. Wanting to forget puts her back with Dean and anyone that'll fuck her for a pill.

She wiped her eyes and was somehow already on her feet. She wiped what she could and pushed the rest down. She found Tsukino, probably still in her vision. Now wasn't the time. They had to go.

She grabbed and shook her from whatever she was seeing. She didn't know what the situation was like on the battlefield now or how long she was out for, but that's time wasted on making an escape when there were people trying to kill them. "Get up. We gotta go. Now!"
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Yeahhhhh... Someone will really have to hold Linqian back if that happens before she goes gets herself shot
(Thankfully she's not the one of the two with the mind reading...)


She's on Greyson's payroll. Sounds like his responsibility. As long as no one mentions it, it'll be fine...I wouldn't be surprised if Sully drunkenly lets it slip.
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He's probably the one coven member with the best shot at it thanks to his mafia connections...
(Tbh Linqian finds out about Dean and she'll go try beat his ass anyway, edict can take the credit)


Very true. Dean won't make it easy for him. She hopes Linqian doesn't mind out. She's not trying to get her killed.
@FernStone Honestly, if he does that, all is forgiven and she'll love him forever. We can totally make that happen.
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Besides advice to get out of dodge and a lump sum of cash to insure she can? No clue, he's probably fucked LMAO


Depends on the delivery, but considering she don't trust him, yeah he's fucked. Lol
But nothing beats a failure, but a try.
@AtomicEmperor I mean...he's gotta bring something juicy to the table regarding her kid for her to take him off the list. She won't be easy to make happy either.


When Jack popped up out of nowhere, it shocked Tayla out of her concentration on Greyson. She pulled her headphones off for a few seconds, but only a few. She needed to know what he knew. Ways to get him alone and vulnerable to take him out. She put the headphones back on and found her way back to him. She did her best to ignore Jack's thoughts, but Greyson was in his head trying to catch up on everything. Which meant she also saw what happened in that house while she was outside confronting their stalker.

So much useless drama. The interesting parts are the house catching fire and the fight going on. She avoided everyone's thoughts from the battle. It was too for her to handle at once. From Jack's view, it was digestible. Shit's gone to hell in a handbag. There are zombies now? What the fuck are 8th Street doing? Greyson didn't stay in Jack's head long. That left him open for that 'hard work' he was talking about. He didn't explain to Jack, but he didn't need to Tayla saw him having a conversation with a woman named Phantasia. She seems to be with the mob and for some reason wants Britney dead. No, not some reason. The Void. Alizee's thing. Britney did something to it and Phantasia's pissed about it. She killed it. Or had a hand in it being killed. She pulled her headphones off at a surprising piece of news.

She doesn't know who the hell the Temple are, but Greyson's a go between for them and the Dollhouse. Motherfucker's working for them? What was the point of pulling her into their shit if they had Greyson the whole time? Oh she's pissed. They're playing her for a fool.

She had two ideas and one involved finding Tsukino. The other, she didn't want to think about.

In the time she listened to Greyson's thoughts, the rain had gotten worse. The tree no longer worked in keeping her from getting wet. She had to get down. Next thing she knew, lightning would strike and she'd be a burnt biscuit. She slowly climbed down. Her feet slipped several times and it took time for her to get her footing back. She finally made it down safely.

She put the headphones on and hoped Tsukino wasn't in the middle of the battlefield. She needed to find her before this all ended and everyone went their separate ways. She didn't know how to find her if she didn't do it now. Just her dumb luck she's where the ice is trying to stop whoever's blocking their way. Better than in the middle of the zombie fight.

She slipped the headphones off again and headed for the ice wall, which happened to be the direction the zombies were going in. With everyone fighting them, she's sure they'll end up dead-dead before she gets there. She could only hope so.
@Aeolian Quick question about his relation to Tayla. Is 'Get out of his head' for her having Pink Lux or for her magical headphones? If it's the latter he can't know what they do, so his bad vibes from her in this regard wouldn't make sense. If it's for the former, then it's fine. Everyone still thinks she has her Pink Lux.


Tayla didn't think they'd arrive as soon as she asked for a ride out of here. Fuck me. Something crashed down out the sky, shaking the ground from the force of it. She stumbled a little, then turned around and saw people she didn't recognize at all on top of the most hideous thing she's ever seen. They called out Britney and Lila. Oh, so they had a mission. Ain't got shit to do with her. They can have her as long as it meant she could go home tonight. She didn't say that out loud though. She didn't have any friends in the group, nor anyone she trusted. She can't let them know that she'd sell any of them up a river for her life. If people know you'll stab them in the back, then they'll jump at the right opportunity to do the same to you. There were few in the group that wouldn't, but most of them would. She'll like to keep the few good people somewhat in her good graces.

"Have fun with whatever the fuck that is," she said, backing away further into the trees She meant it when she said she didn't fight anymore. They'll have to take that for whatever they think it means. She looked out into the forest towards the street. She can still get the fuck out of here. That just means running.

No sooner she had that thought an ice barrier shot up to cover the easiest to get to exits. Double fuck me. Her only way out now was to go into the woods behind Kari's house and hope she can get to the other side before the sun goes down. And also hope she doesn't get lost. Trek through the forest or hunker down and wait it out? She walked a further into the forest, finding a tree with a low enough branch for her to get leverage to climb. She care to see the battle, just be far enough away from it, because it seems she waiting this bitch out.

She climbed about ten feet and sat on a thick branch that didn't creak under her weight. She sat with her back to the trunk, the branch between her legs and leaned back. She'd just got comfortable when the sky opened up and poured rain. Motherfucker! She got some coverage from the rain from the tree. She didn't want to chance climbing back down and slipping. She got the sense this wasn't natural. Given there hadn't been a cloud in the sky today.

She put That Melody on and got everyone's thoughts within Kari's property and the forest beyond it. The distance on this thing was too fucking far for her. The sounds of the fight amplified in her ears, everyone's thoughts rushed through, and instantly gave her a headache. It's overstimulating, but she always knew that there was a chance this would happen. That she would be caught up somewhere there's a fight and she might need to use her headphones. She didn't need to use them now, but she who knew when she'd get the chance to practice her control in such a chaotic setting again?

She got a jumbled of everyone's thoughts. Something about a fight at the festival causing this, that kid being a product of Britney's fuckery, general thoughts of trying to survive this, along with thoughts of absolute violence coming from 8th Street. It's a fucking mess and too much for her to parse through. She reached up to take her headphones off when a far off thought caught her attention. Fucking Greyson. Her hate for him helped her focus.

He was trying to find a way around the ice barrier. Finally, he's good for something. If he can find a way in, then she'll have her way out. She tuned everyone else out to focus on him. He had his channeler on. His thoughts reached for Britney. The concern of this thoughts, his desperation to find her. Oh fuck. He's in love with her. Yikes. A terrible man would have terrible tastes in women. She'd been told that any attempt for a telepaths and empaths to connect to her thoughts or emotions wouldn't yield anything useful for them. He probably won't even notice she's here, since his thoughts are focused elsewhere. Good. Keep ignoring her. She's learning a lot about him.

Mention: Drake @Punished GN, Sully @Atrophy, Luna @Estylwen

She rolled her eyes so hard. Whatever bullshit Tsukino was spitting about her being burned before and how she's been helpful in the past. She didn't care. Like she knew anything about how she's been burned. Bitch, she's extra crispy. She's been manipulated enough to know when someone's trying to use emotions against her. It's not going to work. She's allowed one man to do that to her for eight years. Never again.

Drake shut her down immediately. After this incident, she might like Drake a tiny bit more than she already doesn't. She can't say she's all about second chances when it comes to her relationships with other people, but she'll tally a point towards Drake for having fucking sense. No talking about feelings and wanting to know why, just kick the bitch to the curb.

She was pulled into another Recollection. It couldn't have been more than fifteen minutes or less sense the last one. What the fuck was going on? She came out of it less disoriented than the first time, but had a lot more questions about what she saw and about the people involved. She didn't know much about 8th Street. She probably should, since every other magical group are enemy to the Wolfpack, but oxy and alcohol and sex kinda makes all of those things unimportant. She didn't know what Kari's notes had to do with anything, but she had a guess on who could pay top dollar for them. Another thing to add to her list to question the Dollhouse about. Cause if it's not them, then it's someone they might not know anything about and that was dangerous. Better the devil you know, then the devil you don't.

Jack popped up all of a sudden with a warning about 8th Street coming here to start a fight. She cannot be anywhere near combat. The Coven knows her Lux to be illusions. If she's not using it during a fight to play the distraction, as she often used to, then that would raise some eyebrows.

"Y'know what, fuck this. My fighting days are over. Like hardcore fighting. I know fuck all about 8th Street, but from what we just saw, those bitches are crazy. I sure as hell know they aren't worth me going home with bruises, or worse, dying, or even worse, having the Feds show up again. After whatever the fuck some of y'all got up to at the strip club a few weeks ago, I'm sure they're keeping closer tabs on us. Best to keep our noses clean as much as possible." She didn't know how much time they had before they showed up. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and checked the time. Damn. The next bus wouldn't be here for another twenty minutes. Buses didn't run out here too often like they did the city. It was too far out, a longer drive, and they only had one bus running the route instead of multiple. She hoped they wouldn't be here within that time.

"And don't think you can use the coming confusion to slip into the group. What the fuck's about to happen won't change my mind. Nothing you do will ever change my mind," she said to Tsukino.

She addressed the rest of the group."Any of you drive here? My bus won't be here for another twenty minutes and I'm not willing to wait for 8th Street to show up."
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