December

♦ Children Of The Moon ♦ (Teen Wolf Roleplay)

@smarty0114 Oh I am very interested to see how Leo and Charlie will interact.

In Grimm Times (December x Wick)

Elias

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Elias conversation with his uncle was brief and distant. Beyond the exchange of basic pleasantries and a slightly cold welcome, Elias remembered nothing of it.

A servant led him to his quarters; the long trudge upstairs seemed like a mountain to the tired traveller, however he made it without complaint, nodding absently to the servant as he prattled on about what he could do to serve Elias.

The voice of the boy eventually faded into the background as Ellias gently leaned against the wall, looking out over the estate through a small window. Many men moved across the field towards the woods, shouting and signalling to each other. A small frown crossed the man's face, however he pushed it aside and pulled his cloak from his shoulders, tossing it onto the back of his chair as he began working on his shirt.

The small clearing of a throat caused the Grimm to frown, turning around to see the boy awkwardly staring at the ground. A small, weak chuckle arose from Elias chest.

"Ah, my apologies. You're excused. Thank you." Elias managed a weak smile, nodding gently at the boy. He simply lacked the strength to be disdainful or aggressive. Had he been more energized, perhaps he would have regretted his actions towards the woman who had approached him earlier. Then again, she had seriously overstepped her bounds.

The youth bowed his head and muttered his awkward thanks before quickly exiting the room, obviously relieved to be out of the room before Elias removed any more clothes. The notion struck him as odd; normally, servants didn't show any qualms about that kind of thing out west. Must be different in the East.

Elias tossed aside his clothes and nestled himself into the quilts laid out on the bed, entering a deep, dreamless sleep.

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The sun was just peaking over the horizon when the Grimm awoke, disoriented and in a foul mood. A new set of clothes was draped over the edge of a chair by his bed, obviously put there for his use.

Elias slowly changed into them, making his way to the first level of the estate and quietly slipping outside to the stables. The cold morning air bit into his cheeks, promising a wet, rainy day.

He found Hundar asleep in the corner of the stable, well washed and fed. Elias had originally planned on performing these actions himself, however the estate hands had beat him to it. Pleased with their work, Elias returned inside, following the scents of food to the main hall, where an excellent dinner was set.

Marcus, Ellinora, and the woman from earlier all dined quietly. Marcus smiled broadly and motioned for Elias to join them. "Come, join us. It's good to see you awake."

Elias managed a smile and took his seat across from the woman, nodding to Marcus in thanks. "It's wonderful to be welcomed so warmly into your home, Uncle." The pleasantries were a facade, however Elias didn't want to alienate himself within the first day of arriving.

With a small, mirthless smile on his face, Elias turned to face the woman from yesterday. "Forgive my presumptions, but I am led to believe that you must be Alexis Grimm. Do I deduce correctly?"

In Grimm Times (December x Wick)

Elias

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Elias' muscles tightened as she so easily approached and took the reigns from his hands. The instant her mouth opened, he could sense what she was going to say, and his shoulders clenched further, causing a strong amount of anger to rise in his chest.

Had Elias possessed the energy, he would have made a large host of sarcastic retorts, however he didn't have the strength nor patience for it. Elias wrapped his hand around the reign and mutterred a word command word to Hundar.

The horse snapped its head to the side and jerked the reign out of the woman's hand as Elias cast a distasteful glare at her and gently flicked the reigns, moving past her without so much as a word. He guided his horse towards the stables and weakly slid out of the saddle, his knees bending far more than normal as his tired body hit the ground.

Whispering soothing words to Hundar, he gently rubbed his muzzle and brought him into an empty stall, allowing the horse to familiarize himself with his new surroundings before he settled in.

In Grimm Times (December x Wick)

Elias

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The damp morning air deafened the poorly lit path. Every movement in the early morning light was lackadaisical and dreary, further tarnishing any hope of a happy mood for the Grimm.

His hunched form was pressed low against the back of his steed, seeming to disappear into the depths of the horse. Elias' breaths were slow and drawn out, accentuating the depressing mood of the morning.

He had been on the road for almost four hours now, despite the sun only just rising. Restless nights and moving shadows had spurred the man to continue his journey despite his lack of sleep.

The horse beneath him was clearly exhausted, however he still pushed it forward, unwilling to stop for even a moment.

The words of his father still rang in his ears, making his stomach churn and his heart sink into his chest. "Go to the east. Find your cousin. Help her. Become a Grimm once more."

Elias closed his eyes and pulled his hood up over his head, attempting to drown out any sense of reality. It had been almost four months since Taric's death. Despite his best efforts, there was nothing Elias could have done to save him. Except perhaps be more cautious.

The empty feeling in his chest only increased as the thoughts of his fallen partner began to take over his mind, forcing every single ounce of happiness from him.

Grieving wasn't something Grimm's did. They were stronger than that. But here Elias was, over three months later, still weak and dishevled.

Hundar, Elias' horse, stumbled beneath him, forcing the man to tighten his grip on the reins and pull himself into a sitting position to stay on his steed. As he sat up, he noticed that the trees around him were beginning to thin, indicating open plains ahead.

Hundar whinnied softly and trotted along the path, forcing both him and his rider into a higher state of conciousness. Elias gently patted the side of Hundar's neck, whispering quietly in his ear about rest that was soon to come.

Over the course of the next hour, the trees gave way to lush plains of tall, wavy grass, still damp in the waxing sun. The clouds above broke way to illuminate the area, however it was muted and dull, eliciting nothing more than disinterest and disdain from Elias.

Did his father really think he could just easily replace Taric by sending him to some godforsaken estate across the land to work with some half-competent woman that he had met twice in his entire life? For such an intelligent man, Elias' father showed little to no tact in this situation.

While he wasn't eager to continue his approach to the estate where his cousin supposedly awaited him, his desire for security and rest were more powerful than his distaste. Hundar's exhausted legs soon brought the hooded rider to a lavish estate with towering fences and well structured walls. The architecture and layout of the estate were more likely rather impressive, however they passed by unnoticed as Elias guided Hundar along the path towards the heart of the matter.

The sudden, faint thud of an arrow striking wood perked Elias' attention, causing his guard to raise as he slowed Hundar's speed to a slow trot.

Before he could unsheath a dagger he kept within Hundar's saddle, he caught sight of a woman weilding a bow, pulling an arrow from the center of a target.

The City of Gems

(Double post, ignore!)

The City of Gems

@Akayaofthemoon

Real. Life. Comes. First.

Don't you feel bad for a second. We are all here for you. I know I personally haven't talked to you that much, but you have been so amazing and gracious and kind. It's so wonderful to hear from you again, and I think all of us know what it's like when a tornado turns into a hurricane in your life. If there's anything we can do, let us know. I'd love to help in any way I can. <3

In Grimm Times (December x Wick)

@Wick I'm unfortunately not home right now, I only swung by my house to post the CS before I had to go to an event. I can start with the first post, but the event doesn't end for another two hours.

In Grimm Times (December x Wick)

Elias Grimm

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Name:

Elias Fulk Grimm

Age:

23

Parentage:

Son of Simon and Isabel Grimm

History:

Elias was born into the Grimm family as the youngest of three children. His eldest sibling was a brother by the name of Julian, with a sister by the name of Sybil. All three were raised as the traditional Grimm hunters, however each showed very specific talents. Julian showed great skill with the mixing of various substance in potion making, Sybil showed remarkable promise as a tracker, and Elias showed immense strength in combat. Eventually, as the three siblings grew older, their parents began pairing them with their relatives. The siblings initially showed great distaste to being split apart, however they weren't given a choice. Sybil was sent to live with her cousins, while Julian and Elias stayed with the family to train. Soon, their cousins arrived, and Elias showed great promise pairing with his cousin Taric. The two boys made an incredible death squad; their fathers commissioned them to follow the great creatures that Sybil tracked, such as Ogres, Mancores, and Trolls, and slay them. The two cousins were at first quiet astounding as a pair, however battle prowess soon gave way to overconfidence.

Taric and Elias attempted to overtake a serpent that lived in the depths of a mountain range, however they boldly traveled into the heart of a deathtrap. The pair slew the serpent, however they disregarded her poisons. Elias didn't have the chance to deliver Taric to his brother Julian to hopefully cure him before he succumbed to his wounds.

Distraught, Elias entered into a bloodlust, slaying every creature within his path. It wasn't until Sybil and his cousins tracked him and forcefully returned him home that he was subdued and given rest. After three months of confining himself to his chambers, his father forced him to travel across the land to assist his "cousin", the adopted daughter of his uncle. He hoped that Elias bloodlust would help Alexis in her battle against the beasts.

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Weapons

Scythe

While well versed in many weapons, Elias chooses to fight with a scythe attached to a morning star by a chain.

Phobia:

Elias has an indescribable fear of snakes and serpents.

♦ Children Of The Moon ♦ (Teen Wolf Roleplay)

Leo

Location: Sky Lakes Medical Center

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Interacting with: Xerxes @YoshiSkittlez, Magnus @BlackPanther

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"I get a distinct feeling that you hate me."

Leo sighed and closed his eyes, mentally reminding himself not to slap the Druid. Xerxes was not a man to mess with, from Leo's experiences, and he didn't appear into a state that Leo would describe as amiable.

"How are they doing?" The Druid's voice came again from behind Leo, but he jumped in before he could say anything else that could potentially piss off the doctor.

"Hi, I'm Leo, and I assume you know Magnus." The Warlock gestured behind him vaguely as he continued. "We've met a couple times before. I'm a friend of Zoe and Callie's. We're here to check on the kids who were attacked last night, and see if there's anything we can do to help. Given the nature of the situation, our particular areas of expertise would seem to prove useful."

Leo smiled at Xerxes, attempting to appear helpful and non-intrusive, though with Magnus behind him, he wasn't positive he could really sell that image. "I'm a part of Callie's Coven." He spoke the last sentence at a lower volume, so as not to attract unwanted attention.

♦ Children Of The Moon ♦ (Teen Wolf Roleplay)

Leo and Magnus

Location: Magnus' House → Sky Lakes Medical Center

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@December and @BlackPanther Collaboration

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Interacting with: Each other, Xerxes Arvantis @YoshiSkittlez

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Magnus turned to Leo and raised a brow. He opened his mouth to say something but decided against it. He walked to his door and ran a hand across it, causing several small runes to light up along with what looked like a dial from a safe, but with various symbols instead. Both hands moved and the dial spun in different directions before the door opened.

Inside the cottage was more sleek. Various slabs of stone covered the walls and the floor was made of bamboo. It was small but did not feel claustrophobic...rather it felt inviting. It was a two bedroom 1.5 bathroom with a living room open to the kitchen. Along one wall there was a floor to ceiling bookcase that was built in. Other then the rather large book case the most interesting aspect was the yard outside. While you would expect a view of the small town or a forest there was large leafy plant life. It almost looked like an overly organized jungle with a path made out of cobblestone. That may be his herb garden...where he got some of his ingredients for his own potions.

Magnus glanced at Leo. "Feel free to wander. I should only be a moment." he paused and turned. "I wouldn't recommended going outside without me though...you could get lost" he then turned once more and made his way to his room where he began packing a bag. He had no idea how long he would be at Callie's after all and he did not want to be without a change of clothes. He also changed himself...switching to a sleeveless hoodie and jeans of all things..an outfit he hardly was seen in, but felt comfortable in.

"I'll try my best." Leo responded somewhat drily.

As Magnus went into his room and began packing his bags, the Warlock began exploring as inconspicuously as he could.

The house was rather small, but every inch was filled with detail. Various objects imbued with magical power decorated the house, ranging from amulets engraved with wards to simple light fixtures that cast a slightly unnatural light. The interior was decorated with good taste; Magnus probably had plenty of experience in that department, given his age.

As Leo peered out into the garden, he reflected on his and Magnus' age gap. It was certainly the largest age discrepancy he had ever encountered. While he wasn't positive exactly when Magnus was born, he knew it was at least before 1900, most likely a couple more centuries before then. The Druid was vastly older than Leo. Hell, he wasn't even twenty five yet.

A small amount of blood rushed to Leo's face as he realized he had been very overtly flirting with Magnus ever since last night. It appeared Magnus had been unopposed to it, but knowing the Druid, he could just be playing with him. What had Callie thought? Had she even noticed? Probably.

"Shit..." Leo muttered, suddenly very conscious of every little action he was taking, every piece of clothing he wore, every hair on his head that was out of place. Whatever, just focus on not screwing up.

Leo straightened the hem of his shirt and casually leaned against the wall, gazing out into the garden as he waited for his companion to return.

Once Magnus felt satisfied he left the room with a rather old and worn trunk. He paused seeing Leo looking out into the garden. He gently put the trunk on the counter and walked to Leo. "Perhaps on a less busy day I could show you around it." he then walked past Leo to the book case. He seemed to whisper something and the book case slid open to reveal another door.

Magnus inhaled then held his hand up with a ball of light he began moving and with him a somehow more complex lock moved with him until it clicked and the door slid open. Contained within was a large room filled with various bottles and boxes containing ingredients. In the center was a sort of podium with two worn looking books. He pulled out his phone and made his way through...clearly he trusted Leo to be exposing this room.

He left the room with a few small bottles with worn labels. "I had to check my stock." he turned to the door and a ball of light appeared in his hand before flying at the door causing it and the book case to close as if it was never open. "Okay now I should be good." the bottles were labeled with wolfsbane cure, vampire venom, and sleeping salve. An odd assortment but Magnus knew what he was doing. He put the bottles into the trunk before closing it and holding it. His gaze hit Leo and he found himself wondering what the warlock was thinking.

Leo took a deep breath and pushed himself away from the wall with a heave of his shoulder. He gave Magnus a small look over, noticing his new outfit. He didn't mind the cut off sleeves, but he did his best to hide the fact that he noticed that in particular.

He jerked his chin in the direction of the bottle as he put his hands into his jacket pockets. "Those are quite the ingredients you've got there." Leo wasn't entirely positive what species the supernaturals at the hospital were, but he doubted they would be needing something like vampire venom. Then again, Leo was aware that if you distilled it properly, it could provide quite the healing boost, as well as some other nocturnal abilities; Magnus most likely possessed the skill to craft a potion of that sort.

Without waiting for a reply from Magnus, he made his way to the front door and called out over his shoulder. "Let's go, I don't want the kids dying at the hospital because we were too busy worrying about your wardrobe to go help them."

Magnus shrugged at the comment about the bottles."Never know what could be needed." that sentence in particular was said like he experienced quite a few events where things were needed. He grabbed his keys and rolled his eyes at Leo.

Magnus made his way to the door and opened it. He opened up the trunk of his car and slide his trunk into it before popping open the passenger door for Leo. His eyes flicked over the warlock as if the Druid was trying to unlock him before he settled into the drivers seat.

In moments he had the car running and drove toward the hospital,

~10 minutes later~

Magnus parked the car close to the entrance and climbed out of the car. He paused and waited for Leo.

Leo climbed out of the car and stretched, cracking his neck without his hands as he did so. The parking lot was rather empty, except for a few cars scattered here and there. There wasn't much need for a large amount of visitors for the small town, and as a result, the parking lot was rarely used, except by staff.

"Hang on, give me a second to find out where they are. I doubt they'll just tell us." Leo had pulled a cigar out of his jacket pocket and had been smoking it during the ride to the hospital. Taking a deep breath, he pulled the cigar out of his mouth and held it between his fingers. The Warlock leaned over and placed his hands on the hood of Magnus' car, careful not to let the burning end of the cigarette touch the vehicle.

Leo exhaled the cigar smoke into the air in between his body and the car, staring intently into it as the smoke formed into a ball in front of him. As his irises turned a smokey gray color, Leo became able to discern shapes in the fog that only he could interpret. He saw the shapes of patients and nurses, IV polls and hospital beds. As the images continued to parade through, he honed his thoughts on the injured supernaturals. Soon, the injured forms of two teenagers came into view.

They shared a room in the hospital together, surrounded by the forms of other teens their age. As the image further developed, the familiar shaped of Xerxes came into the room, providing an identifying factor. Leo also noticed his daughter, Cassie, if he recalled correctly, carrying food into the room.

Leo blew into the smoke, forcing the vision to phase through the wall and provide him with a room number. Content with his findings, Leo inhaled sharply, sucking the smoke back into his lungs before sitting up and tilting his head back, expelling it into the air in a long stream. After he finished, Leo tossed the cigar to the side, muttered a spell that cause it to ignite into a burst of flames, soon dissipating into the air.

"Alright, I've got the room number." Leo set off across the parking lot, jerking his head in a motion for Magnus to follow him. "So, tell me, Magnus, what are your thoughts on this entire situation?"

Magnus raised a brow before watching Leo. He never did and probably never would fully understand the ability to see visions, but he did find the various methods to use said ability fascinating. His head tilted as he watched.

Magnus blinked when Leo finished and made his way to him. "My thoughts? Well...I have more pups to advise" he exhaled. "Honestly though...it's tragic what happened." He held a long pause. "But considering I've seen worse I think it'll work out" He had an odd urge to be honest with Leo...and to say what was on his mind. Magnus was fairly certain he was rapidly developing feelings for the warlock.

Leo was surprised at the candor the Druid displayed. Normally, he was very evasive; Leo wasn't positive what to think of it.

"In my experience, having even one new pup is difficult to handle. But having an entire pack..." Leo shook his head. "I do not envy you and Zoe. Back when I lived with my parents Coven, we had plenty of new bloods brought to us when their caretakers or newfound supernatural friends didn't know what to do with them. It was always an ordeal... I remembered often staying up through the night with the kids my age, being there to comfort them and take their minds off of things. I can't imagine going through that myself."

Magnus' eyes flicked to Leo and he felt a slight surge of uncertainty. Did he just act too open? He decided not to think on it too much.

Magnus managed a twitch of a smile. "Zoe will be holding more of the burden...." But he was there for help should it be needed. That and he would never admit it, but he would help as much as needed...no matter what it was. "Sounds like a lot to deal with" He looked away from Leo before looking forward. "My area of expertise is technically weres, but if you need help.." he trailed off. "But you're fully capable on your own" clearly trying to salvage himself with that.

Leo cast a soft smile at Magnus over his shoulder. "Was that a compliment?"

Without any further words, Leo returned to facing forward and pushed open the hospital door, focusing on hiding the fact that his face was heated, most likely meaning he was blushing.

The Warlock led the way, walking straight past the reception desk with a quick smile and walking into the depths of the hospital. After a few twists and turns of silence, Leo spoke without bothering to face Magnus.

"The same goes for you." Leo felt like an ass for taking so long to reply, but he was nervous about saying the wrong thing. Magnus appeared to be attempting to bond with Leo, and he wasn't gonna shoot him down in a blaze of glory. At least, not intentionally. "Except for the compliment part. I'm omitting that bit. Can you imagine what would happen? Your ego would go through the roof, and then where would we be? Stuck in a hospital because we couldn't fit your ego out the door."

Leo gave Magnus a playful smile and looked down the hall, nodding his head in the direction of a doctor who appeared to be having a rather heated discussion with a nurse. "That's our guy. Shall we go say hello?"

Magnus flicked his eyes away from Leo. Perhaps

Then it got quiet. Magnus felt himself questioning himself. Did he do something wrong....why did he care so much? Magnus squeezed his eyes for a moment and briefly wished he could teleport...or turn invisible.

When Leo spoke Magnus felt himself jump a bit and being thankful Leo wasn't looking at him. God that's embarrassing...his ego was really taking it today. He managed to save himself though. "That's unfourtunate...my ego isn't nearly as large as it could be"

He felt himself smile back before it vanished into the unknown. "We may as well."

Leo walked down the hall towards the bickering doctor, readying himself in case Xerxes decided to get angry at Leo as well. It wasn't that Xerxes was unreasonable during Leo's previous interactions with him; on the contrary, the Angel always seemed to be pleasant and kind, always willing to give a bit of sage advice. But Leo could imagine exactly how much stress he could be under. Trying to treat an entire pack of newbloods sounded remarkably stressful. Leo also recalled seeing Cassie in the visions of the attack, as well as in the hospital. The brief question of if she was a werewolf ran through Leo's mind, but he put it aside for later. The Warlock just hoped Xerxes had gotten enough sleep.

Leo quietly stood to the side of the nurse and cleared his throat, trying to catch the Angel's attention. "Doctor Arvantis?"