MASON LOCKWOOD
Werewolf
Posts: 151
Played by:
ANGE
Last seen Apr 15, 2024 20:01:07 GMT
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Post by MASON LOCKWOOD on Mar 29, 2023 19:33:23 GMT
When was the dividing line between breakfast and lunch, breakfast and dinner for that matter? When you rolled out of bed on the whims of the weather, heading for the beach at dawn if the surf was good, lounging in bed another couple of hours if a storm was already rolling in pewter grey and violet, it was easy. When you’d been up half the night dealing with a fire at a cabin out in the woods, not so much.
Mason rolled down the windows of his truck as he headed towards the Grill for something more than a couple of pancakes to fill the hole the work had drilled right through him. It wasn’t exhaustion clinging to him half as much as it was the hunger and the faint, lingering scent of smoke. The kids who’d reported it – and looked to have started it, although the sheriff was gonna have to figure that much out – had reeked of the stuff as he’d marched them out to the road where their parents had pulled up. One mom had spilled out of her car still in her nightdress, her pale face growing red from anger and embarrassment when her son had half admitted what had gone on. She’d babbled apologies for him but Mason suspected he was gonna get the roasting of his life when he got home, somewhere private enough that it wouldn’t end up a public humiliation.
Remembering the way his own punishments for the stupid stuff he’d pulled way back when had been meted out behind closed doors, he’d showered up at the station and finally headed out mid-morning. Tyler hadn’t been so lucky. Richard had been all about public appearances on the surface, but sometimes that nice guy persona slipped and Tyler had been the one to publicly pay the price. In the end Richard had caused his own downfall and maybe, despite everything that had happened, Tyler had a chance to build a decent life for himself here – if he could get out from under Klaus’ thumb.
Green eyes swept the street when he finally pulled onto the square and coasted into a spot outside the Grill. Going toe to toe with the Original hybrid to try and break Tyler free was a dumb move and he’d vowed not to pull any of those where his nephew was concerned. He had to find another way to do it … without resorting to using people like Katherine as his middle man.
He shot the hostess a smile as he stepped inside, the lunch crowd already starting to fill the place up. She handed him a menu, gestured for him to seat himself as she rushed off to help a waitress wobbling her way among the tables with a heavy tray of drinks. The majority of the booths were taken up, but Mason made his way along the line of them, trying to find a spot where he wasn’t gonna have people around him griping about the faint scent of smoke still clinging to him.
The last in the row looked empty at first, but as he reached it Mason caught sight of a guy sitting on its far side. He went to turn, but paused, taking a second look before he snorted and dropped the menu on the table in front of him. Without asking, he slid into the bench seat on the other side, dipping his head slightly as he grinned. ”Well, look what the cat dragged in … never expected to see you back here, man …” Laughing, he extended a hand to Brady. Plenty of folks had drifted in and out over the years, even families whose roots went as deep here as his own did.
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BRADY KINSELLA
Werewolf
Alpha
Posts: 110
Age:
31
Occupation:
Owner of Mystic Garage, Mechanic
Status:
Single
Played by:
Emma
Last seen Feb 29, 2024 1:06:58 GMT
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Post by BRADY KINSELLA on Oct 29, 2023 17:18:50 GMT
Brady had grown up in Mystic Falls but back then he hadn’t known the truth about what lay beneath the surface. He had found out about werewolves the hard way after he triggered his curse back in Ecuador and ever since then it felt like he had been learning more and more about the supernatural world each day. He had never thought that he would end up becoming his siblings’ legal guardian after his parents died or that he would become an Alpha but he’d had no choice but to step up and do what needed to be done. None of it was ideal but he was doing his best to muddle through and he knew that he couldn’t do anything more than that. Brady had reconnected with Julian and his family after he returned to Mystic Falls and the pack had grown during the time that he had been in town. Now Julian’s younger brother and sister were part werecreature and part vampire, turned into chimeras by the same people who had taken his sister, and he was doing his best to look after all of them and make sure that none of them got hurt again. It had been years since he had moved back to Mystic Falls and the truth was that Brady didn’t regret it, they had built a life for themselves in town and after their parents were killed that was more than Brady had let himself hope for. He had bought the garage a while ago and was able to be his own boss and his siblings were doing a lot better than they had been. They still had the threat of their uncle and the rest of the family wanting to kill them hanging over their heads but he was doing his best to let Alix in. She had been wronged by their family as well, she had been forced to kill people and she had been sent after Julian’s younger brother as well. It was difficult to trust her at first but Brady had come around in the end and he knew that a lot of that had to do with the people that he had around him. He had changed a lot from the way he used to be before he triggered his curse and he was trying to do better by the people he still had in his life. That day he’d finished work and his siblings had other plans so Brady found himself heading to the Grill for something to eat. He didn’t particularly like eating alone but at least there he knew that he might bump into someone he knew and that wasn’t a bad thing. He was lucky in that he arrived just before the tables started filling up and he managed to snag an empty table. He was looking through the menu trying to decide what he was going to have when he heard a sound and looked up in time to see a menu being dropped onto the table before someone sat down across from him. “I could say the same for you, what happened to surfing your way along the coast?” he chuckled as he shook Mason’s outstretched hand. “It’s good to see you man, how long have you been back?”MASON LOCKWOOD
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MASON LOCKWOOD
Werewolf
Posts: 151
Played by:
ANGE
Last seen Apr 15, 2024 20:01:07 GMT
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Post by MASON LOCKWOOD on Nov 25, 2023 18:53:28 GMT
There were probably only a couple of handfuls of people from his graduating class who’d stuck around home and had gone to Whitmore. More probably could’ve gotten in, especially if they’d pushed their connection to the Founding Families in their applications, but most seemed to want to get out of the town. Mason figured he’d led the charge, not even waiting through the summer after graduation – he’d gone practically the next day. His parents had probably sulked about it for more than a while, but it had been one of the best decisions he’d ever made. Begrudgingly, he might have to start saying the same about coming home.
It had never been his intention to be back here, let alone putting down proper roots here when he’d been forced into coming finally. Get to town, convince Tyler to start behaving again, head straight back to Florida. Of course, he should’ve known it would never be that easy, but what he’d hated started to shift into something else. Maybe he could lay all the blame on Maya, but it wasn’t just her, or the others who’d also made their way back here.
There were still problems, he wasn’t going to deny that, and a glance around the square only had him more certain that there were still others out there on the horizon that he hadn’t even considered yet. They were things to worry about another day though. Heading to the Grill instead of straight back to the house to shower and collapse into bed for a few hours was about living the life Katherine had tried to have cut short. Maybe she wasn’t out there to see it, but he was still gonna do it. Enjoying the small things, considering himself lucky that he still could when so many others couldn’t.
Tomorrow he’d ignore Maya’s protests that she had stuff to do and drag her with him. For now Mason flew solo into the Grill – thankfully considering how full the place already was. He’d made it all the way to the end of the booths were before he’d found one that he’d thought was empty. Not only wasn’t it, but there was a familiar face sitting in it. It’d been years since he’d seen Brady, their paths, like so many others dividing and not coming back. He’d looked for those old friends who’d scattered when he’d arrived back, but other than Jenna and a few others, they still seemed to be going their own way.
Still grinning, Mason shook Brady’s hand, slugging him lightly on the shoulder when he let go. This was another of those damn good surprises. He shrugged, settling back in the booth, his smile barely dimming at the thought of what he’d let go of. ”Been there, done that,” he admitted. ”I figured it was worth taking a break, you know, ‘specially since I’m getting old.” Giving a little groan at that, Mason settled his hand on top of the menu he honestly didn’t need.
”You too.” Puffing out a breath, Mason squinted at his old friend as he tried to remember. ”Five years, give or take. Damn, that’s scary.” He snorted out a chuckle, shaking his head. Some days it felt like just yesterday, others it had been half a lifetime since he’d rolled back into Mystic Falls, sure he wouldn’t make it six months here. ”How ‘bout you? Just back here visiting family?” Those distant threads of family still had a way of tangling around you and pulling you back in when you weren’t expecting it.
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