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Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

I like the condensed version. It's short, to the point, and doesn't make my head hurt from too much information.

Recollections: The Othergrounds [Complete]

Hagan threw him to the ground. He hit it hard, shoulder smarting on the tile flooring. He curled up on his side, arms guarding his head, waiting for his beating. His ankle, legs, back, stomach, chest, and face hurt. Phantom pains from the incident two years ago. He never forgot the touch of their fist and feet on his body. In his nightmares the beatings played over and over. He went months without sleeping afterwards. He was afraid to go to sleep tonight.

His breathing slowed down, the flashback faded, and the pain other than his shoulder faded. He uncurled, searching for Hagan. He didn't see him. He knew he couldn't trust him the first time he saw him. Men that big were always a threat. He needs to watch his back.

Wow, that was anticlimactic. I was hoping for more than that. Guess pissing yourself like a little bitch worked. Good job, Stace.

You haven't gotten over what happened before? Talk about holding on.

Stacey's red eyes looked at his brothers leaning over him. Of course they're back. As soon as he's feeling a little bit better they have to ruin his day. Fuck. He got off the floor, arms wrapped around his waist, and went back to the couch, sunk deep in the seat, his guitar close to him. He still hadn't gotten the feeling back in his fingers and they were shaking too much to play. He laid down, eyes closed, and tried to come down from his panic attack. He was exhausted, but he couldn't sleep with everyone else around. No telling what they'll do to him. Insomnia is normal from time to time. He'll tough it out for as long as he can.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

Herik went to visit his mother after the strip club incident. There was nothing for them to do. The girls had already left and he wasn't taking on a bunch of vampire hillbillies. Instead, he dropped the pizza off at home and took the appetizers with him for dinner while he sat at her bedside. She looked paler than when he visited her yesterday and paler than the day before that. Each day she loses more color. He pushed back her blonde hair from her forehead, felt her temperature like she used to when he caught colds. She was a little cold. When he asked the nurse about it her temperature was still in normal range. He's relieved that she's not dying. The doctor said it's lack of sunlight for her color loss. He stayed the whole night and woke up early, because for the meeting today. There's a lot going on and he doesn't completely understand it. He's hoping for an explanation. Before he left for home he kissed his mother's forehead, promised to come see her later tonight, and opened the window hoping the sunshine would help.

He stuck the pizza in the oven while he got ready for the day. He dressed in short navy sport shorts and a white t-shirt, checked the pizza was hot enough, then went on his way to the meeting. He was a little late, but he didn't miss much. Seems like no one came on time, but most of the members show up before he did.

“The gist I got was that trailer park vampires stole a bunch of strippers for a billionaire’s evil scheme to awaken some magical genie thing.” Was the last thing he thought he'd hear come out of Vashti's mouth. He also needed to speak to her when he gets time to pull her aside.

Herik placed the pizza in Vashti's hands, then sat in the seat of her bumper car where he could see the group over her head. "I need to talk to you about last night." He whispered, then turned his attention to the rest of the group. "So Schmidt did something he wasn't supposed to and it's dangerous? Something to do with an outsider? Like people outside the Coven?"

Recollections: The Othergrounds [Complete]

Stacey felt trouble coming right before Hagan turned him around and grabbed his collar.

"What the fuck was that, Stacey?"

He knew this would happen, yet he wasn't ready for it. It wasn't comforting when Brodie said he could take it. He's sure he could, but he doesn't have the benefit of a hospital if his ribs break or he gets a concussion. Overlaying Hagan's face was Brodie and Braeden, and other members on the football team. Black edged his vision. He panicked, slapping at Hagan's hands to let him go.

"Let go, let go, please. I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. She ki-kissed me first." Tears clouded sight. He cried. "I didn't touch her. I swear, Brodie, I didn't!" He hiccuped, breath short, fingers tingled as they lost feeling, and his face turned red. "Do-don't hit me, Brodie. I'm sorry!" He completely lost it, movements frantic to get away despite his body feeling numb and he couldn't breathe. Get away, get away, get away. He couldn't outrun them, but he could try. Could he get to his car and drive away? But he'd have to come home eventually and Sandy wouldn't want him at her house for long. He's not ready for a beating. "Please." He coughed, throat clogged.

#SNB | [Full]

I'll have my sheet done in a few days if not tonight.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

Herik wasn't expecting Vashti to drop more than enough for the food and then some, but the waiter already walked off with his card. What should he do? He contemplated it when Vashti came back in a rush. He looked at her alarmed, worried something was wrong.

“Also I kinda sorta omitted the fact earlier that I am also cursed to transform into a weird mutant alligator that might be the physical embodiment of chaos and wanton destruction and I’m pretty sure I punched out a federal police truck that was snooping around your guys old hideout last week and I know it sounds bad but trust me it’s actually probably worse and anyway if you could somehow bring this up to Lyss or Kayla for me that’d be great because I really don’t want to screw this up and I’m already in hot water okay anyway byeeee!”
- Vashti

That was...a lot. Herik can't say he caught all of it. He sat down on his seat, packing up the food forgotten, until the waiter came back with his card, the receipt to sign, and a pen. He took it from him, ready to sign it.

"Oh, wait. My friend left cash for the meal." He took out the receipts and stuck the cash inside, instead. "Keep the change she said." He grabbed his boxes and continued to pack what was left. He couldn't believe Vashti had, a what did she say? Alligator that's chaos and destruction? He's sure she said that and she attacked a police truck last week. Oh no. The FBI agents. And right after Lyss and Maya made a deal not to get involved with anything that'll catch their attention. A giant gator is definitely on the list of things to not get involved with, especially when it took out their truck. But Vashti is a member now. If the FBI thinks she's a problem, then they'd have to protect her and he wasn't going to let them do whatever without a fight this time. Not if a friend's life is on the line.

He wrapped a the biscuits up in a paper towel and stuck one in his mouth. On the way out the waiter called for him with a pizza box in hand. Oh, it finished early. Great. Vashti will be thrilled. "Thank you." He took the box and placed in the back seat of his car. He kept the biscuits with him, got in the driver's seat, and started his car. He didn't know where the strip club was, so he look it up. Ten minutes away, great. He won't be too far behind. He kept his phone in his hand while he pulled out of the parking lot, waiting on updates from Emily.

Recollections: The Othergrounds [Complete]

That girl over there. Doesn't she kind of look like me? Stacey wishes she hadn't noticed. Wonder if she'll kick your ass when she finds out what you did.

You wouldn't stoop so low to let a girl beat you up right, Stace?

Bro, she looks like a linebacker. See how tall she is? She'd wipe the floor with him. Braeden nodded over to Hagan. Yeah, you're dead.

Nah, he'll be fine. Stacey can take his beatings. A guy like that couldn't kill you that easily, right little bro. Gotta make sure you come back in one piece, so we can rip you a new one for disappearing like that.

Stacey gripped his guitar close to himself, his breathing shallow. What was he going to do? He wanted to go home a few days ago, hell, he wanted to go home right before all this happened, because his family and ex were better than than monsters and powers. Now that they're talking to him he might reconsider. He also can't stay here. Not after they snap out of it. He has a feeling the hallucinations will come and go like his panic attacks. The group won't want him around he knows that, but where else can he go. He won't make it here alone and he doesn't want to be.

Calm, Stacey, calm, breathe. He just needed to drown out the noise like he always does. He played a song on the fly. It didn't glow this time, which is good, though he doesn't think another spell could make this any worse. After a few minutes he calmed down. Sandy, Brodie, and Braeden were gone, but he felt them in the back of his mind ready to fuck with him if he slips up. He stopped strumming at the same time he saw Zoey run across the bank and tackle Finley. What the hell? He stood up and looked around. Was there a monster he needed to get out of the way of, but there was nothing. What if Zoey taking out Finley was the work of a hallucination? But what should he did? He can't take her on. Braeden was right about that, but he feared approaching Hagan. He took his chances with Zoey and Finley. Maybe it wasn't what he thought it was. He walked over, cautious.

"Everything alright?" He didn't attempt to touch her. He read that touching someone in the middle of a hallucination could end bad.

#SNB | [Recruiting]

I'm interested. I've been itching for a zombie rp.

Recollections: The Othergrounds [Complete]

@Ghost Note All of them. Linkin Park's angst and betrayal motif was too strong.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

Herik was excited when Vashti revealed she had Kimberly's number, just to dash his hopes when she said she lost it. Okay, so it won't be that easy to get a hold of her, but he'll help Emily however he can. "I'll also contact her on a fansite. More than one of us trying to get her attention should work better than one."

The waiter arrived with their appetizers just as his phone buzzed with a notification. He pulled it out. Oh no. The girls are in trouble. What kind of trouble could they get into at a strip club that wasn't of a sexual nature? Unless that's why they're in trouble. Let him find out someone sexually assaulted them and there'd be hell to pay. He didn't like throwing his weight around, but he could for the Coven.

"... It's every weekend with them, is it? I know for a fact you're going to jump through hoops for them, but I'm going just to be sure it isn't serious."
- Emily

"Yes, it seems every weekend is trouble, even when some of us isn't involved. I'll be right behind you. I have to settle the food first." He grabbed the waiter's attention. "Could you wrap this up for us and how long will it take for the pizza to finish?" The waiter said another twenty minutes. That's too long to wait.

"I'll pay for the meal if you could box it up when it's finished. I'll be back to pick it up." He looked at Emily. "Keep me posted on the situation. I'll be there as fast as I can." The waiter left to the get the check and boxes for the food. "Vashti you can ride with me if you don't mind waiting." And she could eat on the way. He knows she's hungry. It took a few minutes for the waiter to come back and another ten for Herik to pay for the food and box it up. Afterwards he hit the road on his way to the strip club, phone in his hand and unlocked. He looked at it for updates every time he came to a traffic light.