Cio

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@Eviledd1984

The man noticed her. Of course he fucking did. Gritting her teeth in annoyment, Vanessa tried to speed past, ignoring him. That didn't work, though, as the man began talking. Nessa kept her body posture closed off and guarded, frowning at the supposed werewolf.
"What the fuck are you on about? Are you drunk or something?" Nessa asked, holding her hands in a closed position. Looking over the man, she molded her face to fit the description of someone confused and afraid.
"You should be grateful I'm not calling the cops on you for harrassing and stalking an innocent woman," she huffed. How did this man even know how to look for her specifically? Could he sense her fear, or did he just go up to every person doing the same monologue until he hit the right target? Nessa was acting confused, but beneath that she was actually confused, too.

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@Kinjaav

Aava's mind was blank with rage, her small body lunging forward to attack the enemy in sight. A slash across a cheek, crimson blood. Then, the man vanished like smoke. Aava - already in motion, nearly crashed into the shelf full of jars behind the man. The only thing stopping her were a pair of hands grabbing her from behind into a crushing hug, forcing Aava's hands to her sides no matter how hard she struggled.
In her beastly fury, the water around Aava formed into spikes that were ready to pierce through whoever had grappled her. However, when a familiar smell reached the näkki's nose, she held back as if on instinct.
Can't hurt friend. Protect friend.

Calming in Evren's grasp, Aava soon realised it wasn't just to restrain her. Evren was shielding her. Aava's rugged breaths grew faster as the lake creature realised her friend was in danger. The water kept dancing around them, forming spikes and sharp shapes and moving in jagged motions in time with Aava's racing heart. It was as if the water was connected to her emotions.

Aava began struggling again, desperarely trying to free herself from Evren's bear hug.
"Don't hurt Evren! Don't hurt Evren! Don't hurt Evren!" Aava chanted, her voice frantic as she tried to struggle.
Tears fell and the water slowed down, slowly descending to the floor after the shadow man made his exit. Drained, Aava's knees gave out as she fell to the glass shard covered floor.
"(Shadow man knew... He knew he knew but he left me there,)" Aava whispered, tears falling down her bony cheeks in defeat. "(Alone. No one to play with. Aava forgot even her own name, she did. Toxic man. He almost hurt you, my friend. He claims he loves you, but he hurts you. That is not what friends do,)" Aava ranted, her voice distraught, body shaking.
There was a word on the tip of Aava's tongue. Something her vocabulary didn't have, but something her friend had taught her. A long long time ago.
Something so very human.
"Anteeksi. My fault." (Anteeksi = An earnest sorry)

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@Eviledd1984 Nessa was already outside on the street, not in the stairs. She had exited through a back door

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@Kinjaav
I don't imagine it's going to become a battle or anything, but Aava will trash around if not calmed lol.
And my initial thought was that this boutique was a part of a weird collector/fanatic's collection of proof of mythological beings, and this person has succeeded in capturing näkki such as Aava, but also just signs of the supernatural such as wendigo fingers or syren eyes or whatever :--D It's up to interpretation

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@Kinjaav Yeah Aava can probably get in a hit or two with the element of surprise, but she's by no means the winner here xD
I actually intended that Aava was the only remaining living creature in a jar and that the others had just parts like eyes and fingers etc., but I suppose it wouldn't be too far fetched to think there could be one or two surviving creatures of some sort (probs not näkki,but other mythological things)

Edit: also note Aava is lashing out in anger and burst of emotion, she isnt thinking clearly at ALL. But I think her water manipulation has something to do with how strongly she is feeling

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@Kinjaav after that revelation... Aava is not a fan of Lucifer anymore xD Even if he wasn't the one that trapped her (obviously not), Aava thinks he knew about her and did nothing. In her little black-and-white world that means Lucifer is even worse than whoever trapper her in that jar... Plus it feels extra bad because Evren had told Aava this man was a friend. Aava's concept of friendship is pretty much unconditional friendship such as her and Evren's...

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@Kinjaav@Eviledd1984

Vanessa rolled her eyes as she saw Beck's response, warning her to stay inside.
Too late for that, the vampire thought to herself grimly, ears attuned to any movement close to her.
The ravenette walked down the street with a pace slow enough to seem normal but still hide her limp. Looking back, she saw the familiar figure of the man round the corner of the building to the street she was on. Shit.
Grinding her teeth, Nessa took a deep breath and kept walking, attempting to act as normal as possible. Quickening her pace just a little, Nessa tried to think of a way to avoid her supposed chaser.

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Aava held still in Evren's arms, head pressed against the taller man's chest as arms circled her. Somehow Aava thought it should've been alarming to be restrained so, but it only felt... Comforting. Distant, like a memory. It felt nice. Warm and safe. Even though the näkki stood in the embrace stiff at first, hands on her sides confused as to what she was supposed to do, soon she closed her tired eyes and just basked in the silent comfort.
It wasn't to last, however.
The shadow man was there, and Evren was shouting. Angry.
Aava observed, ever so confused, as the two men fought with their words. Fought about... Her?
Aava didn't understand all that was said, but the tone of the words was very clear. Shadow man who Evren had told her was a friend... He was the one who had trapped her. Or rather, he was the one who had known about this place, knew and did nothing.
Aava stood silent as the men's voices grew loud then gentle, then loud again. Her fist was clenched closed and then open, grasping air, trembling.
Wrath. Anger. Betrayal. Trapped in a sick collector's shelf like a display piece for centuries, in a jar too small to move, to think.
It was all his fault.

When Evren finally turned his attention back to Aava, gently prompting they leave this place, Aava didn't even look at him. Her icy eyes were fixed to the other man, her expression unreadable.
A tremble travelled across the room, like the surface of a lake being disturbed. Aava's nostrils flared, her large eyes seeming to grow impossibly even larger. Fist curled into a ball, teeth peeking from under a trembling lip.
"YOU..." Aava's voice boomed low, dangerous. The glass jars on the shelves were now visibly trembling almost like someone was moving them unconsciously.
Before anyone could react, there was a popping sound, glass shattering with force. The jar with the eyeballs was broken like a balloon, shards of glass flying around and smelly, water-like liquid pouring out, dancing in the air. Forming a blade of sorts, a thin tentacle that whipped towards Lucifer with force. Aava's breaths grew rugged and shallow, her newly acquired, human-like and soft appearance beginning to wither as water began seeping out of her skin. Cheeks hollowing out again, turning the pretty human girl into a hideous shadow of one.
"YOU!!!" Aava repeated in shout, tears sliding down her bony cheeks as she lunged forward in attack, water dancing around her.

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@Salenea

Lorie chuckled along as the woman explained that her question had been way too broad to answer. In reality the chuckle came out dry, almost getting stuck in Lorie's throat. She knew the question had been a bit broad, but had hoped it would've been enough. Kicking dirt, Lorie eyed Sneasel. The little devil was seemingly getting along with the trainer's Bulbasaur swimmingly. Lorie bit her tongue, remaining silent until the trainer asked her if she saw the Umbreon.
"Uh.. Yeah, it's over there, I think," Lorie replied, pointing ahead of them. Sneasel gave a cry as if to agree with his purple haired travelling companion.
When the woman asked if Lorie had a pokedex, she nearly froze. Recovering quickly, the orphan answered nonchalantly: "P-pfft, obviously. I just forgot it at... Home," Lorie lied quickly, trying to hide her patheticness. Because that's what she was. Pathetic. A homeless girl who wasn't really even a trainer, not officially. She didn't have access to fancy tools such as pokedex or pokenav, and that did hurt her more than she would've liked to admit.
But what would this random woman think if she knew Lorie was just a nobody? Yeah, no chance. It wasn't like Lorie's lie would ever catch up to her. Hopefully. It wasn't even such a big deal.
"What's that one called?" Lorie then asked, nudging towards a trainer walking down the street with his pokemon: a pale unicorn with a flaming mane (Rapidash).

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@Kinjaav understandable, life comes first! ❤

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@Salenea

Lorie felt incredibly awkward, walking beside this random woman she had just snapped at. As the two walked, their pokemon following closely, Lorie was trying to word her coming request as nicely as she could.
"Tell me about pokemon." Okay, maybe that left something to be desired there, but at least it didn't come off snarky, just a bit... Rough around the edges.
Avoiding eye contact, Lorie kept glancing at the pokedex, trying to hide her curiosity.
Sneasel was walking right next to Lorie as the Bulbasaur emerged closer, extending its vine in what seemed like friendly manner. Sneasel eyed the grass type pokemon warily at first before extending a clawed hand and shaking the vine.
"Sneeeasel. Snee," it replied with a nod; 'I'm Sneasel. Don't mind my human, she isn't fully trained yet. I look out for her, though.'

As they walked around a building, Lorie thought she caught a sight of the Umbreon in the distance, sitting on someone's yard.