Finally, Someone Was Willing To Say Something. Eleanor Took A Deep Heavy Breath Before Walking Closer

hayley shrugged at the comment, unsure if the person was talking to her or not, before deciding to answer. "i mean you don't have to wear a dress, a suit is always fun and women can wear them differently. for example you could just wear dress pants with the vest, no shirt under." the hybrid enjoyed breaking the typical, it was something she did her best to instill in her children. "you can do whatever you want."

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Cassie sighed in fustration looking through the dresses. What was with dresses being so sparkly? Where are the timeless little black dress. Cassie groaned as she looked at the dress rack. "Do I have to wear a dress to this stupud masquerade- it just feels like poor timing for fucks sake."

"oh, okay, yeah so sorry to bother you." eleanor turned to see the empty table, realizing that the only person she saw in this giant place was charlie. once her gaze went back to the other, he was already sitting, looking just as confused as she was. flexing her hands, she placed the manuscript on the counter before giving the other a smile. "so umm, i've decided to just kinda be up front with people since my brain is moving so much faster than any other body part. anyways, it's not you making this whole thing awkward its very much me." giggling softly, she shook her head and took a seat. "my name is eleanor, have we met before?"

he looked familiar but it was impossible to put any names to faces. elle's memory was still fuzzy, each day she was alive brought something new. the name of a childhood friend or just something she once loved. the whole process made her feel as if she was insane and honestly who could blame her if she was?

Charlie sighed in frustration as he carefully dished up his plate of food, realizing that the girl in front of him seemed to have misunderstood. He could see the confusion on her face as she held the oversized plate that was clearly meant for more than just one person. "It's not for me," he explained, trying to sound patient despite his irritation. "It's probably for one of my cousins or my uncle. You can just leave it on the table over there." He gestured towards the empty table in the corner of the room, hoping she would understand and not cause any further confusion.

Charlie took a seat and silently cursed himself for not clarifying things sooner. He felt a pang of embarrassment at the awkward situation unfolding before him. Glancing at the abundant amount of food on his plate, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed by the thought of having to explain himself further.

Melissa Barrera as Sam Carpenter in Scream VI (2023)dir. Tyler Gillett & Matt Bettinelli-Olpin

the star card // upright: hope, faith, rejuvenation // reversed: faithlessness, discouragement, insecurity

'cause i was never told that i wasn't gonna get, the things i want the most, but people always say, "if it hasn't happened yet then maybe you should go" -- chappell roan california

josie had lost a lot of her faith after the merge, but now that lizzie is back from the dead and hope is talking to her again, it appears there is a rejuvenation on the rise. the siphoner is filled with a type of hope that she thought was long lost. for the first time in a long time, it appears that she is putting her wants first, as she know begins the search for masked woman she met at the masquerade ball.

however, josie is filled with insecurity, something that she desperately is trying to work on, but it does get in the way. for three years, she was faithless, loosing all want to really be a person in the world. something that was met with discouragement after dabbling in black magic in europe.

can josie find herself again?

the other approached her so softly, that gabriela didn't even realize she was there, until the quiet voice spoke. wiping their eyes, the demon looked over to see nova, someone who had known mariana for a long time. the only response that she could provide was a nod yes, before taking the tissues and rubbing her nose. "thanks, i mean you kinda already know what's wrong but really thank you." it felt calming, to have someone so caring at their side. the distress slowly rolled off their shoulders as they grabbed the water, taking slow sips to steady the nerves.

this was not how gabi wanted nova to see her, but there was no turning back. normally she would fight it, act as if this wasn't happening until the person left. "i'm just terrified for my family. they are in danger because of me. sure i thought that danger was dead, but i should've realized that someone like me, can only be happy for so long." last week, her only worry was the kids moving out of the house. they were all moving on with their lives and she was beyond excited. now, all of that felt so far away and it was all their fault.

What did Nova know about the Lockwood-Chavez family? Truthfully she knew Mariana the longest, ran into the remaining siblings, and that's about it. She also knows that Mariana must have been through it with this mystery kidnapper. Maybe that's why she wanted to compensate with care packages, not that it would make a huge difference. But sometimes everyone needed a pick me up.

Nova paused in her steps noticing someone cry. She made an observation that she looked like Kaya at an angle before shaking her head. The witch gingerly sat down next to her. She took out an unopened water bottle and tissue packet handing it to her.

"You don't have to tell me whats wrong." Nova said softly.

josie walked over to the scene just in time, to see the man speed away after handing mia a card. tilting her head, she made her way over to the other and giggled softly. "i guess there are worse things to be left with than a nice card and some balloons." she hadn't seen mia in so long, so she quickly gave the other a tight hug before pulling back and examining the display. "does the card have a name?"

location: rousseau's bar

Mia walked out from the back of the restaurant into the bar area when she spotted the collection of balloons being placed on the ground near the door. A delivery man was quick to hand her a card and then headed for the door before she could stop him. "Wait, these aren't for here," she called out, looking over the card, but the man was already gone. She looked up at the balloons with a smile. "What am I doing to do with you?"

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getting ready with her twin put the siphoner in a cheery mood, thanks to the mask she wouldn't need to explain, how the once sad josie was now all smiles. for three years, people would often describe her as a girl with a frown. her mouth always turned the wrong way. tonight, would be different, she'd allow herself to take in the excitement of elegance and music. after savoring a cosmopolitan, she made her way onto the dance floor. doing her best to take in the way it felt to actually let happiness in.

getting a little too lost in the sounds, she managed to bump into someone else. taking a step back, she tilted her head with a soft smile. "sorry, i forgot where i was for a moment."

she'd seen bonnie in old photos with caroline and elena, yet had never met in person. they all said the witch moved away after the twins were transfered from josette to caroline. something eleanor always felt was smart since mystic falls ended up becoming a supernatural free zone. so yes, ellie was staring but not on purpose. the world was new to her, every color and smell felt more vibrant than before. it wasn't until the other spoke up, that the werewolf realized how long she'd been standing there. "oh umm, i'm so sorry, i just.....you look familiar."

it was odd being alive, so far she managed to hide from everyone. putting on a baseball cap and glasses to cover up any noticeable features. how was the public going to react if they saw a dead girl walking the streets?

location: Bottom of the cup

open: everyone

It's become increasingly apparent the longer time ticks by that she's being watched. Naturally it is a little concerning given that in the near year she's been in New Orleans she's kept a low profile, hardly seeing anyone but it seems the more she comes out of her own shadows? The more she becomes a target, perhaps this is one of those moments. "If you have something to say now would be the time." Voice carries out though she hasn't looked up from the book she's writing in, fingers of free hand tap idly against porcelain cup, almost empty from the tea she'd been indulging in. "Or would you prefer to keep staring in silence?" @inaducursehqstarters

with all gabi's being, she hoped that kaya wouldn't call her an overbearing mother, but being a demon meant the dangers of the world were much bigger. those monsters you tell your children not to worry about, for the lockwood family they were very real. yet, tyler and gabriela did their best to raise their kids not afraid of those monsters, instead to look it in the eye and bear their teeth. with the news of the recent murders, it was hard not to double check on the people the demon held close.

kaya sat in her favorite spot, legs folded with no care for anything other than the notepad on her lap. there was something wrong though, her tense shoulders matched her frustrated face. unaware that they were staring so intensely, they shook their head and walked closer to their daughter. "sorry babygirl, i got caught up watching you in your element." when getting closer, gabi climbed up the stone and took a seat. glancing at the crumbled papers with red and black sketches strewn about, she furrowed her brows. "what's going on sweetheart?"

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There was nothing Kaya enjoyed more than people watching at Fulton Street Square. She sat atop a stone ledge with one leg folded under her and the other dangling off, her sketchbook carefully balanced on her lap. With a tray of art supplies on the ledge next to her, she began to carefully work on a few thumbnails, trying to decide on the perfect composition for her next painting.

Again and again she drew the same, bloody bodies and ritualistic symbols. The news of recent supernatural death had plagued her mind, no matter how hard she tried to stop thinking about it. She tore the page out of her sketchbook, crumpled it, and tossed it onto the stone next to her, grumbling at herself.

She took a sip of the hot coffee to her right and settled back in again, sketching and sketching but still finding nothing other than blood. Just as she was finishing up the last thumbnail, the first one that looked even borderline promising, she felt a pair of eyes watching her from across the street. The brunette looked up from her book, "What's so interesting that you feel the need to stare?" she asked with a raised brow.

her eyes watched as kaya quickly shut the notebook, taking note to mention it later once getting a better understanding of what was going on in her daughters head. gabriela also knew that when their daughter wasn't facing them, it was easier to minimize the problems that plagued her mind. placing a soft kiss on kaya's head, gabi then rested her cheek in the same spot. "yeah, i get that. sometimes it's too much at once, but you'll make sense of it at some point. just takes time." a crowded brain was something the demon knew all too well, giving up your soul meant there was always something else lurking. something evil, wanting to only cause harm and she'd do everything in her power to never let it shine through.

"you know what helps me when i have a crowded mind?" she smiled, before quirking an eyebrow.

She closed her sketchbook abruptly and tossed it to the side as soon as saw her mom. Kaya had shown her mother quite a few of her works over the years, but never anything from the rough sketch stage, and definitely never anything that looked like a crime scene. In past years, her art had always been peaceful and calm, rolling waves and women looking over the coast line. Now they were tainted and wrong. When her mom hopped up on the ledge next to her, Kaya reflexively rested her head on their shoulder. "It's nothing, really," she said. It was so easy to hide her feelings, so easy to tuck them away. "Just struggling to get the right compensation. My head is... it's crowded."