NOAH JACOBSEN
Druid
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Last seen Jul 19, 2024 17:26:18 GMT
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Post by NOAH JACOBSEN on May 31, 2020 15:33:36 GMT
Noah raised a hand in farewell as he backed out of the store. Bags dangled from his fingertips, one tucked awkwardly between his arm and his chest as he nudged the door open with his hip. ”I promise I’ll send Scarlet and Kiera your love. See you next week, Wes.” The owner of the small grocery store chuckled, mumbling something that Noah missed as he let the door swing shut behind him and started down the sidewalk towards his car. He was pretty sure Wes would’ve preferred one of the Jacobsen women to turn up and pick up the groceries but unfortunately Wes had gotten him this afternoon. That meant no offered of help to carry the groceries out to the car, apparently he was old enough and ugly enough to handle that himself. Both his sister and wife were capable of doing it themselves too but Wes was gentlemanly enough to do it, thank God, and definitely polite enough not to say either of the other things. The women in his life were strong and independent enough to handle whatever came their way, equal parts of their triumvirate.
They were both out working while he was at a loose end for this afternoon too. His Thursday afternoon class had been switched to tomorrow to make way for some sort of event at Whitmore. Usually he would’ve spent the extra time holed up in his office or working from home, not necessarily on the reports he still had to mark on Scandinavia’s 21st century economic situation. Those were his added joy for after dinner tonight, the dinner he was planning on cooking. The cupboard had been too bare to pull off what he was in the mood for so he’d taken a slow trip into town, driving in a way his sister would likely have compared to a ninety year old’s. It wasn’t slow, it was safe, and a pleasure compared to the snarl of traffic that usually happened back home in Boston. The windows open, the breeze bringing the scent of the woods and the falls into the car, it’d been relaxing. Cooking would be the same way once he got all of this home and unpacked.
Noah set a couple of the less delicate bags down on the sidewalk while he unlocked the car and muscled the back door open to set the groceries carefully inside. He just had one more stop to make at the Banana Boat to get some ice cream to go with the apple cobbler he planned to make for desert and then he’d get back, start getting some prep done before the high school let out and Scarlet would be on her way home. He was just settling the bag containing the eggs carefully in the footwell of the passenger side when he heard the noise coming from the alleyway a couple of yards down the street. Scuffling, low voices, the sort of growls that could still have the hair on the back of his neck standing up. Noah closed the car doors quietly, glancing around as he stared to make his way towards the mouth of the alleyway. A louder snarl went up as he stepped out into it, his presence immediately noticed. There was a louder crash, someone running in the opposite direction. Noah hitched his hands up, making sure he was in full view instead of silhouetted against the light. ”Woah, I’m not here to cause more trouble. I heard sounds of a fight. What’s going on? Are you OK?” Others might’ve kept their nose out of a situation like this but it was his vocation, had been his family’s vocation for generations, there was no way he was just backing away from it.
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ATHENA PETROVA
Immortal
Posts: 80
Age:
27/2000+
Occupation:
Hunter
Status:
Single
Played by:
Emma
Last seen Sept 20, 2024 0:15:33 GMT
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Post by ATHENA PETROVA on Jun 28, 2020 0:21:18 GMT
 Athena had come across a few different places like Mystic Falls over the course of her life but if she was honest she had never once seen so many people who were a part of the supernatural world come together in one place. She had felt a pull to the town before she had even heard about what was going on with Azazel or found the lead about Erik’s nephew and since she had arrived she had felt like she was where she was meant to be. Athena knew that it would certainly explain a lot if others felt the same way that she did but she had yet to find anything that was truly different about the town that would explain all of the supernaturals being drawn there. Beacon Hills had a nemeton luring the supernatural to town and with every other place like this that she had been to in the past there had always been a reason behind it but so far there didn’t seem to be anything like that in Mystic Falls. Right now she knew that it didn’t really matter too much though, after all she had her sister in town along with Lukas, Silas and Erik so she knew that she wasn’t in a hurry to go anywhere. For the first time in a long time she had a reason to stick around and she knew that she would be a fool to throw that away. She wasn’t at all used to having people around that she cared about but now she had just that and she knew that she wanted to make the most of it while it lasted. She knew that it wasn’t going to change who she was, though. Despite not letting too many people get close to her that didn’t mean that she didn’t care about the world, in fact she had put herself in danger more times than she cared to admit to save those around her. Now she knew that she needed to figure out what the demons in town were up to but she also knew that she needed to hunt. The day she had drunk the elixir that Amara had left for her she had set in motion a chain of events that had resulted in her own doppelganger line. Over the years there had been a few women born into the world who looked just like her and were fierce warriors. Athena knew that her doppelgangers were born into the world when they were needed the most and now two of them from completely different eras were in Mystic Falls so she knew that there had to be something big coming. What that was she wasn’t sure but she knew that she would figure it out in time. Until then all she could do was carry on as normal and that day she had ended up in an alleyway in Mystic Falls with a rather pissed off werewolf that had information about the werewolf that she was really after – one that had been killing people for fun for the last few days. He didn’t seem to want to talk and tried to fight back but Athena’s abilities even in their downpowered state gave her the upper hand and it wasn’t long before she had the guy pinned up against the wall by his throat. The fact that he didn’t want to tell her what he knew didn’t matter as Athena was able to read his mind and find the information that she needed but the one thing that she wasn’t able to find was a location. Needless to say she took the distraction that came from someone else entering the alleyway to let the werewolf go, knowing that it would be easy enough for her to track him now and find the wolf that she was really after. The noise the werewolf made as he hit the ground and ran off was enough to make an amused smile work its way across her face and she nodded as the guy that had interrupted her interrogation asked if she was ok. “I’m fine, not a scratch,” she nodded, any wounds that she had sustained already having healed by now. “I can’t really say the same for the other guy though,” she added with a shrug. The fight that had ensued hadn’t resulted in her getting hurt but she knew that it would be a while before the werewolf healed properly. “feel like helping me track a killer werewolf?” she asked, a few of the man’s thoughts filtering through before she could put up the wall she needed to block them. It had been a while since she had last come across a Druid and even though she didn’t tend to read people’s minds too often if she could help it, it could certainly come in handy sometimes. NOAH JACOBSEN
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NOAH JACOBSEN
Druid
Posts: 123
Played by:
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Last seen Jul 19, 2024 17:26:18 GMT
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Post by NOAH JACOBSEN on Jul 20, 2020 17:48:00 GMT
Walking into situations was his speciality, like a red cross worker striding out onto the field of battle, knowing there was a life they could save. Of course, as a druid he didn’t have a universal symbol on him to state his intentions. Heck, it might’ve been easier if he had, it would’ve stopped the looks of suspicion and the time wasted trying to work out what his ulterior motive was. Noah knew the world would never work that way though. Even if he somehow could muster up a sign there would be people who were incapable of looking past it, those so tangled up in their suspicions that they refused to trust their own eyes and ears.
Sometimes he kinda knew how they felt. He’d long ago learned to plough on regardless though, rapidly figuring things out as he went. This … this was one of those situations when he wasn’t a hundred percent sure what he was looking at. Strange noises in the middle of Mystic Falls in the middle of the day, not unheard of, growls, more familiar, a figure retreating down the alleyway while a woman was turning towards him, amusement on her face.
Sandy brow’s rising, Noah kept his hands up in the air. The woman was alone now, the faint sounds at the other end of the alleyway speaking of the other person’s disappearance. There was no blood or bruises visible on the woman, which was an added reassurance when she promised there wasn’t a scratch on her. He’d heard Kiera say the same enough times when she hadn’t been entirely to know not to believe just one of his senses. ”Glad to hear it,”[/coor] he said lightly as he let his hands begin to fall. Others might’ve questioned her assurance that the other guy might’ve come off worse but he had a banshee for a wife and a hunter for a sister. He knew better than to believe that women were weak. If anything they were the stronger sex and he wasn’t about to forget it.
Noah inched forward into the alleyway, his brows drawing together and etching that line deep between his brows that seemed permanently engraved these days. His sister would’ve said all work and no play was making Noah a dull boy but in a town like Mystic Falls there didn’t seem room for much else. He tilted his head as she immediately leapt from reassurances she was OK to asking if he felt like helping her track a killer werewolf. ”That’s a heck of an offer,” he drawled lightly, slipping his hands into his pockets as he slowly approached her. A harmless druid who’d obviously projected enough of an impression of knowing what was going on to cut the usual BS here in town. Noah lifted his chin towards the end of the alleyway. ”If it was the guy I scared out of here I’d say it might be too late. Who are we talking about and how did you know?” If she could cut the BS then he was perfectly capable of it too. Being a druid wasn’t like being a vampire or a werewolf, there weren’t any real tell tale signs that things with heightened senses could pick up on, not unless he was sporting eau de mountain ash.
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ATHENA PETROVA
Immortal
Posts: 80
Age:
27/2000+
Occupation:
Hunter
Status:
Single
Played by:
Emma
Last seen Sept 20, 2024 0:15:33 GMT
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Post by ATHENA PETROVA on Jul 23, 2020 21:18:33 GMT
Mystic Falls had a reputation and it was one that had intrigued Athena. She had toyed with the idea of heading there to check it out before she had even heard about what Azazel was up to. She hadn’t arrived in time to stop Azazel from freeing Lucifer but she was doing her bit to help those living in the town as much as she could even if that meant simple hunts for the time being. Angels and demons were something that she had come across a couple of times in the past but she didn’t have too much experience with them so she knew better than to head straight into that fight without knowing what she would be truly up against by getting involved. Athena had seen civilisations rise and fall and she had brought down plenty of tyrants in the past but this was something different entirely so she knew that she needed to be smart about it. From what she had heard there were others in town who were working on that particular problem anyway so Athena was free to focus on other things for the time being. That day she was tracking a werewolf that seemed to want nothing more than to kill as many as possible and she knew that it needed to be stopped. She knew that she could have tortured the werewolf into telling her what she wanted to know and she could have easily gotten inside his head and found the information that he hadn’t wanted to give up but one thing that Athena had learned a long time ago was that things really weren’t fun that way. She had seen so much over the course of her life and she needed ways to keep herself busy so sometimes hunting the old fashioned way was the best way she knew of doing that. It had been easy enough for her to let the werewolf go knowing that he would probably end up leading her to the werewolf that she was actually after so the truth was that she wasn’t worried at all. She was slightly amused by the fact that the guy before her didn’t seem at all phased by it when she said that she didn’t have a scratch on her, she was used to guys thinking that all women were going to break at a moment’s notice but this one seemed different and she couldn’t deny that it was refreshing. “Maybe. It’s one that you’re considering though,” she said, a knowing smile working its way across her face as she looked over at him. She knew that she could easily see through the hunt on her own the way she usually did but she was interested to see what kind of people there were in town who knew the truth about the supernatural. She had come across those in the past who knew about it and wanted to stay out of it completely and she had met a few who had proved to be true allies so she was interested to see what category this guy would fall into. “You didn’t scare him off, I used the distraction to let him go. I could have got him talking but I’m in the mood for having a bit more fun so I don’t want it to be too easy,” she shrugged. “Besides, he isn’t the werewolf I’m after, he just has information on the one I’m looking for. Chances are he’ll lead me straight back to the other,” she added. There were a few different ways that the hunt could have gone but if she was honest this way reminded her of hunting animals while she was growing up before she had her abilities and she missed the simplicity of it sometimes. “How did I know you’re a Druid?” she asked, her smile turning to one of amusement as she looked over at him. “Let’s just say I have a knack for getting inside people’s heads,” she shrugged. “I try not to invade people’s privacy too often but you’re all on slightly different frequencies so some of you take a little longer to tune out,” she explained. “So, are you in?”NOAH JACOBSEN
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NOAH JACOBSEN
Druid
Posts: 123
Played by:
ANGE
Last seen Jul 19, 2024 17:26:18 GMT
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Post by NOAH JACOBSEN on Jul 31, 2020 17:00:25 GMT
He always liked to sound out people before he opened up too much to them but sometimes they didn’t give you the chance. Having heard a situation kicking off in the alleyway Noah had arrived expecting to see some sort of assault in progress. A man going after a woman perhaps, as it so often turned out to be, violence perpetrated by the stronger of two parties no matter how many times men had the words ‘don’t ever hit a woman’ drummed into them growing up. It was cliched perhaps but the truth, men were always expected to be the ones to temper their strength, their role to protect rather than to attack. His own father had heaped the lesson onto him. Of course, now both Kiera and Scarlet could probably knock him on his ass without much effort. They would’ve said he was just a soft touch though.
Maybe he was since there’d been that bolt of surprise as he’d realised that in this case it was a woman dealing with a werewolf, easily holding her own against the thing. Noah’s blue eyes narrowed as he studied her, that hint of wariness remaining in the pit of his stomach with that knowing edge in that broad smile of hers. ”Maybe,” he shot back. Raking his teeth over his lower lip, he nodded. So easily drawn into things, especially when he believed there was something he could do under the circumstances.
Brows still knotted, Noah had indicated the end of the alleyway as he tried to sound out what had been going on here. Easily led didn’t mean stupid. There were depths to this situation that he still didn’t understand and until he did he was about to go rushing ahead. Maybe once upon a time but he had his wife and sister to watch out for, a town he’d come here to try and protect from whatever it was that had been killing packs in Mystic Falls. ”You’re in the mood to have fun chasing down a scarred werewolf,” Noah drawled lightly. He drew in a breath, huffed it out. If he wasn’t get the feeling that she was one of the good guys, that news might’ve worried him a little. People who enjoyed the cat and mouse game didn’t always enjoy being on the right side of things. They tended towards turning that predator’s mood on someone they wanted to hurt.
Noah’s gaze snapped back at her as she called him a druid. He drifted another step closer, hands still in his pockets as he watched her. Psychic perhaps, another druid, although that sort of awareness didn’t always come with the job. ”Right how did you know I’m a Druid?” His face twisted as she smiled at him saying she had a knack for getting inside people’s heads. ”And one for producing mysteries,” he told her honestly. ”Psychic right? One with telepathic tendencies?” He could’ve tried to locked his mind down then, to keep her out but he didn’t have anything to hide, never did when he walked into a situation. An open book, one that was simple to read. No hidden agendas, no secrets. Noah tugged his hands out of his pockets, folded his arms over his chest and looked down at her. ”I am … if you tell me what the werewolf you’re actually looking has done.” This could come back to bite him on the ass and some of the groceries might end up in the bin but either one could prove to be worth it in the end.
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ATHENA PETROVA
Immortal
Posts: 80
Age:
27/2000+
Occupation:
Hunter
Status:
Single
Played by:
Emma
Last seen Sept 20, 2024 0:15:33 GMT
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Post by ATHENA PETROVA on Aug 26, 2020 0:02:33 GMT
While she was growing up Athena had always had one constant in her life and that was her older sister Amara. Even after their parents died Amara had still been there looking out for her and she had felt sure that no matter what happened the two of them would always have each other. That was the way it should have been and had Amara not fallen in love with Silas then Athena was certain that it would have worked out that way but instead things had changed completely and she had been left alone in the world. Even after she had gotten married and started a family of her own she hadn’t been able to move on from the loss of her sister and the decisions that she had made had resulted in her spending more time on her own than she cared to admit. Lukas had become her family and she had grown used to having him there but otherwise she was more accustomed to doing things on her own rather than having to rely on anyone else. Athena knew that she could have easily seen this hunt through to the end on her own and she had fully intended on doing so but there was a witness and he was someone who knew about the supernatural world so she knew that it wouldn’t hurt to see what he could do. Meeting Erik all those years ago had made her realise that having a few trusted allies that she could count on wasn’t a bad idea but most of the ones she’d had were long dead by now so she knew that it couldn’t hurt to try and find a few more. Athena had learned a long time ago that men often had a nasty habit of underestimating women and there were times when she took it upon herself to show them the error of their ways but right now she had something much more important to think about. As the man before her said that she was in the mood to have fun chasing down a werewolf, Athena’s smile returned and her eyes searched his for a moment. She was doing her best to block out his thoughts so as not to invade his privacy any more than she already had done, not one to like to use that particular ability too much unless she absolutely had to, and she couldn’t deny that she was a little intrigued by his reaction. “When you’ve lived as long as I have you learn to take any semblance of fun when you can get it and to me hunting is definitely that,” she explained. At first it had been a necessity as she’d hunted so that she could provide food for her family and make sure that they had enough to get by but over time she had learned that there was an art to it. She never went after the innocent, she only went after those who deserved it and she was proud of her accomplishments to date. She could see the surprise written all over the man’s face as she said that he was a druid. She could see that he hadn’t been expecting that at all and she stayed where she was as he took a step towards her. “Not quite,” she said, a smirk forming on her face as he asked if she was a psychic. “I’m so much more than that.” It had taken her a while to get used to all of the abilities that she had gained after drinking the immortality elixir but she had a handle on them now and even in her downpowered state thanks to the witch she had crossed paths with years ago she knew that she could more than hold her own. “I’ve been called a lot of different names over the course of my life but the one that has stuck is Immortal. I’ve been around since before the Mikaelsons became the first vampires the world has ever known, you might say that the spell that caused me to become what I am was the basis of the spell that created them,” she explained. Druids were advisors, they were known for having a huge amount of supernatural knowledge but she had encountered very few of their kind over the years so she doubted that any of them would know about her so she knew that it wouldn’t hurt to enlighten him a little, especially since he was keeping his mind open to her. She was a true immortal anyway, she couldn’t be killed so she knew that she had nothing to fear from his man knowing what she was. “The werewolf I’m looking for is a killer. He has dropped at least six bodies around town already and if he is allowed to shift during the full moon then that number will be a lot higher.”NOAH JACOBSEN
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NOAH JACOBSEN
Druid
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Last seen Jul 19, 2024 17:26:18 GMT
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Post by NOAH JACOBSEN on Sept 20, 2020 18:46:00 GMT
Barring the darker hair it could’ve been his sister he was standing there watching. Kiera had taken to hunting like a duck to water. He’d never been able to do the same. He was a thinker, a talker, not a fighter, even if he was built to be one. It was what made their triumvirate work, he, Kiera and Scarlet all having their own unique talents to bring to the table. Sometimes their skills had to overlap as they went for work but most of the time it was a matter of complimenting, not clashing or overlapping. There was a chance that the woman who’d been handling the werewolf without any help from him was some sort of triple threat all on her own. It wouldn’t have been unheard of and Noah certainly knew better than to question whether or not she could handle what was going on on her own. He was a staunch feminist, honestly couldn’t have been anything else under the circumstances.
He stood, faintly frowning but finding that light note in his voice. Hands had slipped into his pockets, making it clear he wasn’t a threat, relaxed instead of tensing in case of him ending up in the same position that werewolf had been in. One brow rose as she mentioned ‘living as long as she had’. There were plenty of things out there that could appear hundreds, even thousands of years younger than they actually were. Hell, some of the people he considered family had lived long enough to know the first Jacobsen druid to set feet on this side of the pond. ”I guess I can’t argue with that. Fun’s a rare commodity sometimes.” Hunting would never be that for him but he’d seen that fire in Kiera often enough to know that for some it wasn’t just a job or a vocation.
Vampire might’ve been his first guess but they sure as hell couldn’t mind read, despite what Hollywood said. Noah grew slightly wary as she’d plucked what he was straight out of the air but didn’t slam up the mental brick walls like he was suddenly trying to keep her out of what was going on in his head. There would’ve been nothing more suspicious and it wasn’t like he had anything to hide. His smile tugged at his lips as he ducked his head lightly. ”So much more and modest about it too.” He would’ve asked her if she was hiding what she was but she almost instantly proved that she wasn’t. her explanation had him whistling low. Whatever she’d seen in his head had been enough to let her know that he knew of the Mikaelsons and was going to be at least a little impressed by the comparison. ”You’re looking good for being ancient,” Noah said lightly. The Mikaelsons were a thousand years old, his own kind far older. There was no point in playing coy about any of it with someone who’d probably seen all of that rise and would likely be around long enough to see it fall too.
Noah’s smile faded as she explained that the werewolf she was actually looked for had already killed six people and that was without being fully turned on the full moon. Noah took another step towards her, his expression growing grimmer by the moment. ”And you think you can find your way to him by tracking that guy that just ran?” If she could, he’d be there with her. Letting out a long breath, Noah tipped his head back towards the car. ”If you’re willing to wait I have something that might be able to help us with the one you’re looking for later.” He always carried supplies in the car, right alongside where the ice cream he’d picked up was likely beginning to turn into a gooey little puddle right now.
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ATHENA PETROVA
Immortal
Posts: 80
Age:
27/2000+
Occupation:
Hunter
Status:
Single
Played by:
Emma
Last seen Sept 20, 2024 0:15:33 GMT
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Post by ATHENA PETROVA on Jan 10, 2021 19:16:09 GMT
Hunting was something that Athena had been doing ever since she was young. There was a time when she had hunted so that she and Amara would have enough to eat after their parents died but now she hunted for a completely different reason. After Amara died she had wanted nothing more than to make Qetsiyah pay and after she killed the witch she had needed a new purpose in her life. She couldn’t go back to her husband and children knowing what she had become and by the time she had returned home they had moved on with their lives without her anyway. She had needed to find something new to do with her life and in the end she had realised that the best thing she could do was try and keep people safe and that was something that she had been doing for the last two thousand years. She had travelled the world so many times and she had seen civilisations rise and fall. She had found it difficult to connect with people for the most part but that hadn’t changed the fact that she would do everything she could in order to keep them safe. She had taken down groups that had threatened life as they knew it before and she had taken down Hitler while he had been trying to take over the world. There always seemed to be a new threat that needed to be dealt with and Athena wouldn’t be surprised if the group that she had taken down before made an appearance again one day but until then she knew that she would settle for just taking it one day at a time and protecting the people of Mystic Falls from the supernatural seemed like a pretty good way of doing just that. “You got that right,” she nodded as Noah said that fun was a rare commodity sometimes. That was something that Athena had learned a long time ago, it had taken her a while to find a way to put her long life to good use and she would be the first to admit that she didn’t always do things the right way but she did her best and she knew that she couldn’t do anymore than that. She had found ways to have fun along the way and normal hunts like this definitely fell into that category. She knew that she could have tried harder to get the werewolf to tell her where the beast she was looking for was hiding but tracking was something that she was good at so she knew that it would be much easier to follow him there instead. “There’s nothing wrong with being honest,” she shrugged as he said that she was modest about it too. Athena knew that she could have hidden what she was from Noah but there wasn’t any point in doing so. She didn’t like to invade people’s minds too often if she could help it and she was keeping her thoughts to herself now but she had gathered enough to know that he wasn’t a threat to anyone. His next words were enough to bring a smile to her face. “I’ll take that as a compliment,” she said, her tone laced with amusement as she spoke. People often didn’t believe how old she was at first but Noah seemed to be taking it in her stride and that made a nice change to say the least. Looking in the direction that the werewolf had taken off in, Athena nodded. “I know I can,” she said as she turned back to face him. “I’ve been doing for most of my life, I’m not going to let him get away,” she added. She had learned how to use her abilities a long time ago and when she was on a hunt she never stopped until she had found the creature she was hunting. As Noah spoke again, Athena studied him carefully for a moment. “I can wait. What do you have back there?” she asked, unable to deny that she was intrigued. She knew that she could just read his mind to find out but she didn’t like evading people’s privacy unless she had to so that was always a last resort. NOAH JACOBSEN
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NOAH JACOBSEN
Druid
Posts: 123
Played by:
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Last seen Jul 19, 2024 17:26:18 GMT
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Post by NOAH JACOBSEN on Feb 24, 2021 17:17:48 GMT
While other kids had been giggling over fairy tales, finding something amusing or sweet or occasionally faintly scary about them, he’d been reading them like dictionaries. They weren’t entirely true, his father had warned him as he’d sat in the rocking chair by his bed, a well-thumbed copy of Aesop’s Fables or Grimm’s Fairy Tales spread across his lap as he’d read to him, but there was a kernel of truth to almost all of them. Not fun, not really, if you knew how deep to look into them. While those other kids had laughed over them during reading time in class or as he’d gotten older become obsessed with stories of vampires and werewolves he’d taken it all deathly serious. Blond brows furrowing, his blue eyes intense, he’d drank it all in. Even now Noah knew he was the same. He knew too much, had seen too much of the worse to find the enjoyment in the hunt that others did. Maybe that was what made him a decent druid, maybe, as Hawthorne had suggested, he was just too uptight, devoid of a sense of humour.
That was a faintly grim smile tugging at his lips as the woman nodded at his comment though, carving lines into his face. He might not have fun tracking down a possibly deadly werewolf but he wasn’t gonna spoil anybody else’s. This world was a grim, miserable place sometimes. If he could change that just a little by leaving the ice cream to melt in the car and heading out with her, Noah planned to do it. She was having fun now, he thought, watching her shrug when he called her on being modest about what were very obviously hidden talents. His smile slanted, a huffed chuckle sliding out. ”I’ve found it depends on being you’re honest with. Some want to hear it, some want to hear anything but it. I try and give it anyway.” He bobbed his head at her. Case in point, telling her she still looked pretty good for being so old. Noah tilted his head, gave a slight shrug. ”It was meant as one.” You never could tell though. That was one of the first things he’d learned as a kid. The head of the vampire nest back home, the one he was already considering an uncle at that point, was more than 300 years old, he’d been around to actually watch the Boston Tea party, and didn’t look a day over twenty five.
Things hid, in a human mask, in plain sight. They disguised who they were to slip through the world unnoticed and almost all of them lied in one way of another. His real skill, Noah guessed as he moved towards her, eyes on where the werewolf had gone, was figuring out what the lies were so that he could help people come to terms with them. Blue eyes cut towards her as she assured him though, narrowing slightly as he tugged his hands out of his pockets. ”You mean we’re not gonna let him get away?” He posed it as a question although his tone was firm. Knowing he could actually help and perhaps without anybody but the homicidal werewolf bleeding, Noah backed out of the alleyway, heading for his car. ”My sister’s a hunter,” he called back over his shoulder. ”I try and make sure she’s got everything she needs to protect herself when she goes on a hunt. Wolfsbane makes it a thousand times easier, especially when you find yourself the right kind. Are you carrying?” He meant projectiles of course, bullets, arrows, anything that would penetrate. Noah threw open the trunk of the car, dug into it to get the little pack. Vervain, wolfsbane, a half dozen other compounds that would subdue or even kill the supernatural. He slammed the trunk shut, returned to the alleyway holding the little bag high.
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ATHENA PETROVA
Immortal
Posts: 80
Age:
27/2000+
Occupation:
Hunter
Status:
Single
Played by:
Emma
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Post by ATHENA PETROVA on Mar 21, 2021 18:26:13 GMT
Athena had learned a long time ago that the world could be an incredibly cruel place. She was only young when her parents died leaving her with just her older sister left in her life and then Amara was taken away from her too because Qetsiyah had been jealous of the love that her sister and Silas shared. Athena’s world had come crashing down that day and even though she had eventually picked herself up and moved on before starting a family of her own she hadn’t been able to let herself be happy. Her grief had consumed her and turned into rage to the point where she had killed Qetsiyah after consuming the portion of the immortality elixir that her sister had left for her and in doing so Athena had sealed her own fate. She had seen civilisations rise and fall and she had seen some of the worst that humanity had to offer. Athena knew that in time they could sort things out themselves but considering that there were supernaturals out there who wanted to tip the scales in their favour and make things work out the way that they wanted them to rather than in the way that was best for everyone else, Athena saw it as her responsibility to stop them. She had done so in the past and she intended on continuing to do so now. Normal hunts were what she spent most of her time on but there were times when something more sinister came to her attention and she had to focus on that instead. Right now she was on the trail of a particularly psychotic werewolf and even though she knew that she could see this hunt through on her own like she had so many times before she knew that a little backup wouldn’t hurt since Noah seemed to be happy to give it. “People will always hear what they want to hear, all we can do is try,” Athena shrugged. She knew that it was important to keep the supernatural world a secret from the human world in order to keep the peace but there were always going to be individuals who needed to know the truth or were going to find out one way or another anyway. As Noah said that his comment was meant as a compliment, Athena felt a smile touch her lips and she nodded. She knew that looks could be deceiving a lot of the time and she really was no exception to that. She was over two thousand years old, older even than the Mikaelsons and most others that anyone in town had met before, but she still looked like she was in her twenties and she always would. She had taken the elixir so that she could stand a chance about Qetsiyah but she had never expected any of this and all she could do was try and make the best of it now. “Right,” she nodded as Noah said that they weren’t going to let the werewolf get away. “In case you couldn’t tell, I’m not used to having backup,” she conceded. She was used to working on her own for the most part but this time she knew that she could make an exception. Athena was a little surprised when Noah said that his sister was a hunter. “She didn’t take after you with being a Druid?” she asked, not quite sure what to make of the fact that they seemed so different. As he asked if she was carrying, she couldn’t help but laugh. “What kind of a hunter would I be if I wasn’t?” she asked, letting the illusion fade so the crossbow and arrows strapped to her back became visible. She also had a gun tucked into one of her boots and a knife tucked into the other along with a few other surprises. “I’ve got everything I need right here,” she assured him before watching as he returned from his car. “Are you ready?”NOAH JACOBSEN
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NOAH JACOBSEN
Druid
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Post by NOAH JACOBSEN on Jun 6, 2021 15:09:47 GMT
He’d made a career out of trying to get people to listen. A druid’s job was more than just providing supernatural knowledge and support to packs. They were called emissaries for a reason. They were the front line of diplomatic relations, the cool heads in comparison to the rapid boiling point of wolves. Pitching the arguments, trying to keep peace between packs who would almost certainly prefer tearing each other apart to talking things through and finding some middle ground. Noah knew his own experience growing up was peculiar, most packs not choosing to live in harmony with vampire nests the way they did in Boston. It gave him a perspective others didn’t have, their heads firmly lodged in the sand, only hauled out when they had no other choice. A perspective Athena seemed to share in a way.
Noah’s smile grew, his head bobbing slowly as he looked at the far older woman. Honesty got you so far, although in his line of work it had to get him further. You just had to know how to present it, how to nudge and cajole until you could walk away with everybody semi-happy. ”Exactly,” he murmured. ”Gonna keep doing it, even if it feels like banging my head against the wall half the time.” It had been that way since he’d arrived in New York, walls going up at every turn like he was being blocked on purpose. As he watched the hunter return his smile, his comment landing with the complimentary edge he’d meant to have, Noah wondered whether she’d help knock that wall down for him. Someone that old had to have some experience, some connections he could exploit to try and find out why the wolves had ended up dead the way they had.
Even if she didn’t he intended to back her up on this. It wasn’t sexism, if she’d been a guy he’d have made the same offer. He hadn’t ever stood back from a fight and even without Kiera there at his shoulder Noah liked to think he’d hold his own in whatever fight this ended up being. The guilelessness on Noah’s face slipped slightly as he grinned at her. He inclined his head, a knowing look on his face for a moment. ”I could tell. In case you couldn’t tell, I’m not used to letting people chase after things on their own.” His wife would’ve said he was a man who couldn’t take no for an answer but that wasn’t exactly true, he just didn’t like sitting there twiddling his thumbs when he thought there was something he could do to help out. Kiera would’ve just called him a stubborn idiot. One brow arched as she questioned what he’d said about Kiera. ”She could’ve done. My parents wouldn’t have stopped her but she chose her own path and we supported her in it all. Her, me, my wife, we’re a team – a triumvirate.” Three people enmeshed so closely that sometimes it wasn’t obvious where one ended and the next began.
If she’d been here Kiera already would’ve been on the move. Armed similarly to Athena as she allowed whatever glamour she’d employed fade. Noah saw the bow and arrows appear, whistled low in response as he slung the pack over his shoulder. The ice cream was gonna have to be a sacrifice for this. ”The sort who knows how to take a day off?” he quipped. He jogged back, nudging his pack to show her as he approached. ”I’ve got everything I need right here, so yeah …” he confirmed with a nod. Noah held his hand out, encouraging her to lead the way as they took off. ”You got any idea where this thing’s gonna have headed?” Having seen what he had of her he was willing to bet that Athena already had some idea of where they were going to end up.
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ATHENA PETROVA
Immortal
Posts: 80
Age:
27/2000+
Occupation:
Hunter
Status:
Single
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Emma
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Post by ATHENA PETROVA on Jun 27, 2021 18:14:48 GMT
After all this time Athena knew that she should probably be taking it easy and retiring from the hunting game. For over two thousand years she had been travelling the world righting wrongs and setting things back on the right track and it was exhausting to say the least but still she couldn’t bring herself to give up. Lukas was in Mystic Falls and it felt like it had been such a long time since she had last seen him and so far she was making the most of having him around. He wasn’t her son biologically but she had raised him after his mother had died and he had been the only family that she’d had ever since then. He was the reason why she had decided to stay in Mystic Falls in the first place and she knew that she wanted to protect her home as much as she could. It seemed to draw the supernatural to it and that was something that she had seen a few times over the years but this time around there didn’t seem to be any particular reason behind it and that was something that surprised her to say the least. In Beacon Hills and other places there had been a nemeton which had explained the influx of supernatural but there wasn’t anything like that in Mystic Falls so she could only assume that it was the town itself that acted like a beacon and that meant that everyone there needed to be careful. “Exactly. People have always been like that, I can tell you that much,” Athena admitted. She had seen a lot of things change over the course of her long life but the way that some people seemed content to ignore what they were being told even if it was the truth wasn’t something that had changed. There were plenty of people who were more than happy to continue living their lives completely oblivious to what was going on around them and there were others who wanted to change that. Athena had seen what had happened when certain groups of people had learned about the supernatural and she had also seen what supernaturals who thought that they were better than others could do. It was a vicious cycle and one thing she had quickly come to realise was that it was best to keep those two worlds separate as much as possible for the sake of everyone involved. As Noah spoke again, Athena couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m starting to see that,” she nodded. It would have been so easy for her to let down the wall that she kept built around her own mind most of the time and learn everything from his but she had realised a long time ago that that was a huge breach of a person’s privacy. It was a handy skill to have but she only used it when she had to and that was something that she knew wasn’t going to change. Finding things out the normal way wasn’t as quick and it wasn’t always as interesting either but it was something that was important to her. As Noah said that his sister could have become a hunter but chose not to, she nodded once more. “We all have our own paths to follow and it sounds like she’s found hers. My sister wouldn’t have followed my path either,” she admitted. She and Amara had always been close but the two of them were so different and she knew that her sister never would have even thought about doing even just a fraction of the things that Athena had done over the course of her life. “I’ve never been very good at sitting around and doing nothing,” Athena shrugged before nodding as he asked if she had any idea where the thing was headed. “There are some caves out in the woods that are popular spots for creatures like this, he seems to be heading in that direction,” she explained as she began leading them out that way. NOAH JACOBSEN
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NOAH JACOBSEN
Druid
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Post by NOAH JACOBSEN on Jul 29, 2021 16:04:11 GMT
Humanity hadn’t changed since those first societies had gathered together. They liked to think they’d grown more civilised - they didn’t smack each other over the head with clubs so much anymore or gather around open fires every night for safety, grunting at one another – but it was just the setting was different now. The violence was still there, greed, lust, envy and all those other sins still motivating people to do things they shouldn’t have done. There were others out there, like him, like Athena, trying to redraw the lines that were stepped over but they tended to just put them in harm’s way. If Scarlet was here, Noah thought, she could’ve told her own story of just what stubbornness could do but thankfully his wife was still at home, leaving him to roll up his sleeves and inevitably clean out the back of the car when that ice cream melted all over the place.
Noah’s smile was wry as he aimed it at Athena. She’d know more than any of them about that, her admission wrapped in a truth most wouldn’t be able to believe. As old as she was she had probably seen the entire world change, people caught up in the middle of it like the only things not eroded in the tide as eras were washed away. ”I don’t know how you’ve coped with them for so long.” Patience Noah though, his head bobbing slowly. The same thing he liked to think he still held onto despite the constant disappointments since New Orleans.
They didn’t stop him, never had. Pick himself up, dust himself off, put himself right back into the middle of the situation again. It was the only way he’d ever been able to function, his faith in what he was capable of carrying him into situations that could quite easily kill him again. He was pretty sure that his wife and sister would’ve preferred if he didn’t try going it on his own without them but Noah wasn’t prepared to walk this time. ”Call it one of my best qualities,” he quipped. Or one of his worst, depending on who was talking about it. Kiera was just as bad. ”I think Kiera would’ve cracked a week in. She likes to do, not to say. It’s … what makes us work. We all have our different paths.” And perhaps his wife’s would’ve eventually led him to the thing he was now chasing down with this hunter. Her cries going up over a body, heralding another death in a town that seemed to suffer them on a nightly basis.
Bag over his shoulder, Noah hoped that she wouldn’t get that urge to scream again tonight. He started off after Athena as she began leading them out of the alleyway, and towards the woods that seemed to crowd thick around the town, like they were prepared to swallow it whole on a whim. ”Probably not the best combination then,” he said lightly, easily keeping up with her, longer legs eating up the ground. ”Out near the falls?” One sandy brow rose before he frowned. He’d spent plenty of time out there, trying to get some feel for the packs in town. ”There’s been plenty of activity out there but I haven’t managed to track down a pack here yet. Just omegas, most are laying low.” There were plenty of places to hide out in those woods, plenty of … food … too, despite all of the warnings the Sheriff put out about not being out there, especially after dark.
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ATHENA PETROVA
Immortal
Posts: 80
Age:
27/2000+
Occupation:
Hunter
Status:
Single
Played by:
Emma
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Post by ATHENA PETROVA on Aug 22, 2021 18:18:55 GMT
Athena had seen the world change so many times over the course of her long life and she knew that it was sure to change again. She had seen the best and the worst in people and she knew that it was only a matter of time before the group that she had worked against a few times over the last century would reappear. Right now they were licking their wounds after she’d foiled two of their plans and she knew that they weren’t going to give up but when they tried something again then she knew that she would be right there to stop them once more. To begin with Athena had felt like being immortal was a curse and there were times when she still felt that way now. She’d had to move on with her life more times than she cared to admit and so many people that she’d known had died. It was never easy getting to know people when she knew that she would outlive all of them and her life had become a pretty lonely one but she was trying to do things differently in Mystic Falls and having Lukas in town helped. She didn’t just want to live on the sidelines this time, she wanted to really live and enjoy life in Mystic Falls while she had the chance. “It’s not easy but when people are never going to change, there isn’t much choice in the matter,” Athena shrugged. It had always been the same, no matter what era she found herself living in there were always going to be people who wanted to do the wrong thing. She had put a stop to tyrants trying to force their agenda on people in the past and with two of her doppelgangers living in Mystic Falls she knew that this time she wasn’t going to be on her own. Doppelgangers from her line were born into the world when they were needed the most and she knew that it was only a matter of time before they were needed. Until then she wanted to focus on keeping Mystic Falls safe since she had decided to make the town her home, though, and hunting was a pretty good way of doing just that. “Either that or you’re the kind of person who likes putting themselves in harm’s way,” she teased. There were plenty of people out there like that but even so something told her that Noah was a cautious person even if he was determined to go with her now. “It definitely makes life interesting though,” Athena offered, knowing that it would be boring if people were all the same. Leading the way into the woods, Athena nodded as Noah asked if the guy had headed out near the falls. “That’s right,” she nodded. “Give it time, there are a few packs in town. They don’t normally spend too much time in the woods unless it’s the night of the full moon though, you’re more likely to find them in town,” she explained. Athena knew that the packs in town didn’t mean any harm so she was happy to leave them to it. She only ever went after those who intentionally hurt people she that was never going to change. As they neared the falls she slowed her pace and signalled to Noah to stay quiet. “He’s definitely out here, I can hear his thoughts,” she said, making sure to keep her voice low. “You go that way and I’ll go this way, we’ll circle round and cut him off.”NOAH JACOBSEN
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NOAH JACOBSEN
Druid
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Post by NOAH JACOBSEN on Aug 28, 2021 16:36:43 GMT
This was gonna be one hell of a story when he got back. With his wife and his sister at his side he’d seen things most couldn’t even imagine, had negotiated his way through some of the worst parts of it, treading a thin line that could send him tumbling at any moment. Holding onto his future wife’s house in a warehouse as rival packs tried to argue territory out, praying she’d survive the night. Racing through Boston when she’d come back after running, pulling those bags away from his sister, again praying that death hadn’t come that night. A hundred times since, balancing on a rope thin road that Noah knew most didn’t want to attempt. Each thing they’d faced, individually or together they’d talk through afterwards. The three of them sharing everything in the way of all successful triumvirates. Telling them both he’d met an immortal and had accompanied her on a hunt was going to be the pinnacle of what had happened since they’d come to Mystic Falls.
A woman so like them … and yet not.
Noah heard the subtle difference in her comment as she’d shrugged over those sage words. Someone who’d lived long enough to know exactly how the world worked … and yet, she hadn’t given up on it. There was a lesson to learn in that alone. One corner of his mouth kicked up in an understanding smile, a shoulder nudging towards her. ”There is one, no matter how much wiggle room you have in it and you’ve chosen to keep fighting to handle it all.” Maybe it was the faith in who he’d seen in her here that had left him so willing to go with her … or perhaps it was that masochistic streak.
A trace of heat rose above the scruff on Noah’s cheeks as he smiled ruefully at her teasing. He raised a hand, scratching his fingertips through the coarse hair and feeling that warmth against his skin. The grimace eclipsed the smile a minute later. ”Don’t let my wife and sister hear that, they’d agree with you all too fast. They’re just as bad though. Family protect each other though, don’t they?” A little fishing expedition about her own situation in other words. Noah knew when to step out of the fight most of the time, to let faster fists take over when a fast mouth hadn’t worked. He grunted at her next words, knowing he would’ve preferred it if his sister had less of that stubborn streak in her but she would’ve said just the same about him.
The offer to accompany her hadn’t been made with the intention of trying to weasel information out of her as they went but Noah’s gaze shot to the woman loping along beside him as she brought up the packs. ”I’ve been trying to make contact with the packs since I arrived. I’d heard there were some around, but people have been pretty closed lipped about the whole thing.” After what had happened in New Orleans more than a year before it was no wonder. People knew when they were painting a target on their own backs. Except for this wolf it seemed. Noah slowed when Athena did, moving as she signalled him too as he caught his breath. ”You can track him on his thoughts alone?” he asked in a hoarse whisper. He would’ve let out a whistle if he didn’t want them to be the hunted suddenly. Giving her a nod, Noah started in the direction she’d gestured. ”Meet you at the bad guy.” Carefully, he started into the woods, straining his ears as he moved, trying to catch just a whisper of sound out there that he wasn’t drowning out with his own.
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hope to see you in the discord! 
