Knight of Doom

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

Izzy was excited for the meeting, though thoroughly disappointed that they were meeting Blake Fucking Schmidt today. She was woefully unprepared. Her clothes were average at best today, definitely not fit to me Mr. Playboy Billionaire himself. Plus the elevator up was messing up her hair. Not that she minded being pressed up against Herik, it just felt like the club only with significantly less dancing and music and way more light.

Izzy made sure to remember where the group headed before taking off to the bathroom. She quickly fixed her makeup and hair to accentuate what she could. This was her chance. The moment of truth. She couldn't fuck this up. God don't fuck this up. Anxiety started to well up in the red head as she stared at her reflection. Instantly, she got out her flask which was still mostly full of straight vodka. Anxiety meant she was too sober. Izzy downed a good half of the flask of alcohol and took a deep breath. Time to make her entrance.

Knowing the group, they would have absolutely have her head if Izzy made too much of a dramatic entrance. Plus with a man like Blake Fucking Schmidt, her subtle actions wouldn't go unnoticed, so Izzy approached the group surrounding Blake and his wife. She recognized his wife from the magazines, but she honestly looked way hotter in person.

Both?

Both.

We'll take both.

Her two brain cells quickly came to an agreement. Izzy found a seat at the edge of the group and simply listened to the conversation. For some reason the Coven seemed to think this was a group decision, but in reality it was more of an individual decision. And Izzy already knew her answer. Plus despite being an absolute moron most of the time, she still had a business degree. So while the other's led the charge Izzy was busy letting her imagination go wild.

Izzy noticed Maya talking to Mrs. Phillis Schmidt and frowned a bit. Hopefully Maya wasn't going to snatch the MILF away before she even got a chance. After Lyss explained how the supernatural worked, Izzy decided to pipe up.

"I'd be more than willing to provide a demonstration if you'd like." She gave an innocent grin to the group. Unlike most of them, her ability wasn't inherently violent or attention-getting. Plus she kinda wanted to give the man a preview of what he could be getting.

Stories from Idumea: Children of Avveel

Sylvaine wasn't too far off from the group when she heard a scream coming from behind her. Instantly, she ran back to where she had left Alfaru and Allet only to see Allet kneeling next to the boy who was underneath a slab of rock. Cursing under her breath, the mercenary ran over to help. She crouched down and slipped her hands under the rock before lifting it upwards.

It was heavy. Already Sylvaine could feel her legs strain under the weight. She was able to lift the pressure off of the boy's legs, but most likely wouldn't be able to fully move the rock without help. "Can you get him out?" Sylvaine groaned, trying to keep the rock up as long as possible. Her muscles protested especially after the long day of travel, but years of training had taught her mind over matter.

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Izzy couldn’t help but giggle when Maya took the bottle and took a long drink. Who would say no to a bit of alcohol at the end of the week? Besides with all these changes within the coven, people were probably getting stressed or whatever.

“Thanks. Speaking of us staying alive while you were gone… You mind healing this? Honestly, I’ve got bruising like everywhere else but this is really bothering me, you know? It’s ruining my good looks.”

Maya

Izzy could barely see the bruise under the seamless makeup. ”Oh, come on, you look cute no matter what,” She teased, as she leaned over to plant a kiss on the other Asian girl’s cheek. When Izzy pulled back, the bruise was all healed up. ”There all better.”

A few more of the group started showing up. To each, Izzy gave an enthused wave and grin as they found a place to settle. Since there weren’t many comfortable seats, Izzy just stuck with sitting on the ground next to Chompy. It was dirty, but it would be such a pain in the ass to stand up from where she was right now. More likely than not, she’d stumble and trip over Chompy.

Speaking of being drunk, Madison stumbled into the area looking even worse for wear than Izzy. Which was unfair because Izzy was supposed to be the lovable drunk girl of the Coven.

”Hey guuurl, saw that picture you put on the gram the other day and I was thinkin' "she a bad bitch". Then I remembered you tha' second baddest.... Sorry, but, you ain't got these.”

Madison

The double edged compliment made Izzy pout. ”Hey! If I had a couple thousands of dollars layin’ around, I’d get even bigger boobs than you.” She poked an accusatory finger into Madison’s chest.

“Madison, no one wants to hear about your sex skills! Especially not about some old rich dude! I think if it was that Emily would’ve just done it herself and not shared the money at all.”

Maya

Izzy laid back onto Chompy, crossing her arms. ”Damn, I was hoping for a sugar daddy,” She complained. Of course, that wasn’t gonna stop her from at least trying to seduce the rich and powerful man. You’ll never know if you don’t try. ”Here Madison, I have some water.” Izzy tossed an actual plastic bottle of water towards Madison. She was still mad at her for calling her flat, but she decided to let it pass cause she was drunk.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

Izzy stared at the clock on her computer screen waiting for 4PM to roll around. She hated being stuffed inside business casual clothing. Don’t be mistaken, she still manages to look good in the clothes, but it just wasn’t her style. Not to mention she had been pretending to look busy for over an hour now and was ready for the weekend to start. As soon as it was 4PM on the dot, Izzy quickly gathered her things and rushed out the door. She had places to be and people to see.

After returning to her apartment, Izzy changed into a sports bra and leggings to use the gym. The apartment gym wasn’t much, but it was usually empty. Izzy wasn’t in the mood to get hit on at the gym. It was during her routine that she got the notification from the Coven’s Snapchat group. Big money? Blake motherfucking Schmidt? The hottest fucking millionaire in Florida? Hell yes. Izzy had no idea what was going on, but to be honest, she didn’t really care. She was up for anything that involved that hot piece of money bags. She had to quickly finish up her workout and showered before changing into something cute. It wasn’t her best outfit, but given that most of her clothes were in the laundry, it would have to do.

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Getting to the amusement park was a pain in the ass. At least the casino had been in town, now she had to walk all the way from the nearest bus stop into an abandoned park. Not to mention, there was always something trying to snag her hair or rip her clothes. But of course, the girls had managed to somehow get involved with the FBI while she was gone? No one gave her the details, but of course the day she skipped is the day that things actually happened. Funny how that works.

”Hey guys!” Izzy waved to Claudette and Maya who were already there. ”I’m glad you all managed to stay alive while I was gone,” The already slightly buzzed girl skipped over to join Maya in crouching down and petting Chompy. ”I’m glad you’re okay too, Chompy boy.” She cooed in a tone reserved for pets to the 13 ft long alligator that could probably kill her in an instant. Then she pulled out a water bottle and took a big swig out of it, and offered it to Maya next to her. "It's not water, I promise," Izzy grinned.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

We interrupt your normally scheduled chaos to present Izzy simply vibing in her apartment

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

It was a crack of thunder that finally roused Izzy from her slumber. She released a discontent groan before turning onto her other side. It was too late though. The general feeling of shittiness from a night out was weighing down on her body. Deciding on some pain killers, Izzy opened her eyes to an unfamiliar bedroom. It was messy as hell with clothes covering every inch of the floor and LED lights tinting the room purple. To her right, was a fairly attractive guy she vaguely recognized as a friend of a ‘friend’ or something like that. It seemed as though the both of them had no clothes on which meant that hers were somewhere amongst the chaos. Izzy had to take a deep breath to gather up some motivation to get out of bed and search for her clothes. Luckily, they were on the top layer of the mess, so it wasn’t too difficult.

Since Izzy had gone straight to the club after changing at the DQ, she had an extra set of clothes to wear home. However, thinking back to yesterday, maybe she shouldn’t wear the exact outfit. So she kept the very short shorts and put the Florida shirt on. Just to be safe, Izzy rummaged around and found a hopefully clean hoodie to borrow. Now to find the bathroom.

The first door Izzy peaked through was a closet, but the next was unfortunately the roommate. The dirty blonde had been lounging on his bed, but looked over with an annoyed facial expression. Oh god, Izzy was not drunk enough for this. She put on a nervous grin before asking, ”Bathroom?”.

“Down the hall, last door on the right,” He jerked his head in the direction before turning back to whatever he was doing on his phone.

”Thanks!” Izzy squeaked before shutting the door and rushing to the bathroom. God that was awkward. She doesn’t remember much of what happened last night, but by the look of it, her and her partner had not been considerate roommates. Izzy still had her makeup on from last night, so she simply had to fix a couple things up. Though as she looked around the extremely sparse bathroom, there was no brush or comb to be seen. It looked like her hair was going to suffer. At least there was some Ibuprofen in the cabinet.

Returning to the room, Izzy found her phone and checked her camera and Insta to try and jog her memory. It looked like a standard night out, thank god. There were quite a few comments and likes which made her smile as she read through each message. But, taking a look at the time, it was late. Like 1pm late. Shit. They had a coven meeting today. Oh well, it was too late at this point and Izzy decided her priority was resting up and getting ready for work tomorrow. Thinking of work made Izzy want to bash her brains in, but she shoved it aside when her partner began to rouse himself.

”Hey Dylan, I’m heading out. Thanks for the good time.” Izzy planted a kiss on his forehead before gathering her things.
“It’s Daniel,” He managed to mumble, but Izzy was already at the door looking at Google Maps.

”Bye!” She waved without looking away from her phone and shut the door behind her. Luckily she wasn’t far from her own apartment, she could make it without getting too soaked if she ran.

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After returning to her apartment, Izzy took a nice long shower to warm herself up and wash away the grime from last night. As she dried herself off, she looked at her phone. Surely the Coven meeting was done by now? Those meetings never really lasted that long. If anything important happened someone would’ve texted her.

So, Izzy decided to change into some comfortable clothes and snuggle down with a berry smoothie and some fluffy blankets. Maybe there was something good on Netflix.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

I've updated Izzy's relationships table in case anyone was curious. I've changed a few relationships to reflect where the story is at right now as well.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

Oh god, school is kicking my ass so Izzy is kinda missing for now. I haven't read through much, but classes end next week so I should be back to posting around then.

Stories from Idumea: Children of Avveel

Sylvaine waited a moment to observe anything that Alfaru saw that she didn't. To be honest, the kid was...odd, but you can't judge a book by it's cover. Besides kids will be kids and most kids are odd in some way or another.

"I'm heading to town. You can stay if you want Allet, but I'm just saying if I don't see Alfaru in the inn later tonight, I might just have to mention something to the local authorities." Sylvaine turned back to the road. She had spoken loud enough for their companion and maybe even the kid to hear.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

I edited my post to fit yours @KatKook. I wasn't sure if Quinn was conscious or not, but I fixed it.