SADIE VALENCIA
Human
Posts: 100
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28
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Last seen Nov 1, 2024 17:05:25 GMT
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Post by SADIE VALENCIA on Oct 9, 2023 19:14:08 GMT
Now this was like the old days. Someone pressed against her back, grinding together to the beat of the music with the promise of maybe something more later. It didn’t matter that the front that pressed against her was too broad, too soft, just that nobody would get pissed off when she extracted herself and headed home alone.
Sadie had been on the fence about it from the moment he’d offered to buy her a drink. A quick glance up at him revealed a face that was almost painfully ordinary, his voice and accent just the same. The sort of guy you’d lose the ability to pick out of a crowd the first time you blinked. He knew it too. You had to appreciate a guy who was willing to make the most of what he’d been blessed with – or not in this case. That first ‘sure’ had rapidly been followed by half a dozen shot glasses being slammed down on the bar.
Alcohol hummed through her now, leaving her feeling smooth and absolutely devoid of any sort of self-consciousness as she gave one last grind against him and turned around to look – what had he said his name was? Jimmy? Jonathan? Danny? Something as unassuming as the rest of him – him in the face. His brows were already hitching as though he knew what was coming.
”I think I’m gonna head out,” Sadie yelled above the music that continued to pound. ”I’ve got an early start…” Well, she would have if Mitch and the others actually made it up and out on time. These days it was always a crap shoot as to whether or not they’d make their dawn sessions these days. She’d have bitched about guys being unable to actually keep track of their plans, but she’d been the one who’d blown it off on Thursday morning. It had been an all nightery – a writing all nighter, not a pick up like this that had ended up with her dragging a guy out instead of planting a hand in the middle of his chest to get him to stay put.
”You want me to walk you home?” Scott – or was it Steve? – offered. He looked all Boy Scout earnest despite the haziness those shots had put in his eyes, and the sway to his body that he couldn’t entirely call dancing.
Slanting him a smile, Sadie began to back out. She was already shaking her head and slipping her phone into her purse like she was booking an Uber already. ”Nah. Stay put, find yourself another …” Partner. Sadie scoffed. A red head had already emerged from that mass of bodies to drape arms around Simon’s neck. That was it. Simon. Mouthing the name like she’d need to remember it, Sadie turned and began shouldering through the crowd. If she’d wanted the company she imagined Simon would’ve gone with her, but that itch hadn’t been there for him to scratch tonight.
The bouncer held the door open for her, letting her slip out into the cool night air. Sadie shot him a wave as she started down the front of the building. She could’ve got an Uber, but it was less than three blocks and despite appearances, she was more than capable of handling anyone she came across in town. Unfortunately she’d had to leave her taser at home tonight, so it was gonna be a knee to the crotch and painted nails to the eyes if she really had to go toe to toe.
Arms wrapped around herself, still feeling the alcohol enough to be warm despite the bite in the air and mellow enough that she wasn’t thinking rabid skunk or mountain lion when she heard the sharp yelping from the alley alongside the club. She’d walked down it often enough, when too many shots had sapped her of any common sense. The street lights barely reached the filthy blacktop, leaving it the sort of place a hurt animal would drag itself off to.
”Here boy,” Sadie crooned as she stopped and stared into the pools of shadows. Yeah, definitely too drunk to be sensible – assuming it was a dog, and male to boot. She took a couple of steps forward, making kissing sounds. Forget too dumb to live, she was apparently too drunk to live tonight. Maybe she should’ve taken Simon up on his offer instead of feeling that hollow settle into the pit of his stomach at him not being Darcey. Too hooked to live? Nope, too pathetic to live, that was the one.
The scrabble of claws on the blacktop had her jumping, her wayward thoughts snapping back into focus. Sadie scrambled back, her heels catching just enough that she was stumbling back onto the sidewalk and straight into someone who hopefully hadn’t seen her trying to play Doctor Doolittle here. ”Shit,” Sadie puffed, clutching at the … guy, definitely a guy … as she turned away. ”Hey! Taking another break on the way home?” Amusement curled her lips in a semi-sloppy smile at the guy she’d found skulking around her building before another yowl emerged from the darkness behind them. ”You heard that right? You wanna tell me that doesn’t like something I should be trying to help?” A little affirmation would have her backing up another yard. The Sheriff had people she could send out for injured animals that might’ve been hurting enough that they’d snap. She wasn’t ready to lose a finger … or her face here.
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TOBI PARKER
Warlock
Posts: 139
Age:
37
Occupation:
Bartender
Status:
Single
Played by:
Jodi
Bad decisions make for the best memories
Last seen Oct 28, 2024 16:09:17 GMT
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Post by TOBI PARKER on Oct 29, 2023 21:00:31 GMT
He shouldn’t have been out at The Ruby Slipper club drinking all night. He should have been at home trying to help his family bring back his missing sibling back but frustration set in after a few hours of listening to his parents. Tobi grabbed his coat and dashed out the door before his dad noticed. He couldn’t take another minute of listening to his family bang on about the coven and how important it was to bring his sibling back for the sake of the coven. Tobi was keen to offer the Ghost Riders Kai in exchange for whoever they’d taken. It would save them having to keep him trapped in a prison world and they’d all forget about what happened seventeen years ago. Win win situation. Tobi would do anything to forget his brother killed him because no matter how many jokes he made about the situation it bothered him deep down inside. One day Kai was a part of their family and the next minute he was taking them out one by one. He threw himself onto the dancefloor for most of the night, only breaking away to get another drink until the world around him started to blur away and the music was no longer making sense. That was usually a sign he needed to go home. The fresh air hit him like a ton of bricks once he stepped outside as he fumbled around in his coat pocket for his cigarettes. With one eye open he focused on lighting the cigarette as he stepped away from the club. He wrapped his coat around himself tightly as he stood for a moment trying to get his bearings. It had been a while since he’d walked home from the club in Mystic Falls. Again with one eye open he peered down at his phone. The last message was from his mom just before midnight asking when he’d be home. By now they’d realised it was impossible to keep Tobi in line. He wasn’t going to conform to the bullshit rules of the coven or bow down to them. Tobi inhaled deeply, allowing the smoke to fill in lungs, hoping the cigarette would sober him a little. If not, the walk home would probably do the trick. One step forward, four steps back. It was going to be a long journey. He swung himself left, gearing himself up for the walk home when he saw a woman cooing at some animal. He moved closed, craning his head a little to try and get a look at the thing but the woman stepped back into him. He reached out with his right hand, trying to steady her as she turned to him. “Parking lot woman.” Tobi placed the cigarette back into his mouth, taking another drag as he looked past her at the animal which apparently needed help. “Looks like some kind of racoon.” The animal screeched loudly causing Tobi to jump back slightly, “Yeah I ain’t helping that thing.” The animal slowly walked forward out of the darkness, “Oh look it’s a coyote who’s…” Eyes were glowing yellow and foaming at the mouth. He quickly glanced up into the sky. There was a massive fucking full moon sitting there but this coyote didn’t look normal. “We gotta go.” As he went to grab Sadie by the arm the coyote pounced towards her. Tobi quickly held his hand up, “Suurentaa.” He muttered before the animal's neck snapped violently and it dropped to the floor. “Like I said. We gotta go.” He didn’t need the walk home to sober him because having a rabid animal leaped out the darkness was enough. SADIE VALENCIA |
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SADIE VALENCIA
Human
Posts: 100
Age:
28
Occupation:
Author
Status:
Single
Played by:
Ange
Last seen Nov 1, 2024 17:05:25 GMT
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Post by SADIE VALENCIA on Nov 25, 2023 20:33:05 GMT
History class had finally started getting good in the fifth grade. Up until then it had been all about romans wearing togas and tea being thrown in the harbour (alright, maybe some of those things had come in handy once she’d started writing). Then they’d done a project on the history of Mystic Falls and all the insane bullshit about there having been vampires here once had spilled out. Most of the class had laughed, especially when one of the kids in the throw row had stood up all red faced and spluttering, insisting it was real, but she’d been hooked. While a couple of other kids had suffered nightmares over the whole thing, Sadie had been in the local library, talking the librarian around to letting her take out just about every supernatural book she could lay her hands on (alright, a couple had been snuck out, but it wasn’t like she’d stolen them, they’d gone right back after she’d read them).
These days Mystic Falls was just weird enough for most to titter nervously about those stories again. Right, cause everyone who ended up getting lost in the woods or dying around here had been a Little Red Riding Hood sort, meeting the Big Bad Wolf when they were out hiking. Obviously that was just proof that she shouldn’t go making a New Year’s resolution to try and get more active. People got in trouble wherever they were. The wildlife was fine, just as long you didn’t go trying to take a selfie with it (honestly, people, were all those TikToks of people trying to tear a pissed off lemur out of their hair proof of the stunning stupidity of it.
Wise minds had nothing to worry about when it came to walking home late at night. This was home and she was more than capable enough of making it a handful of blocks. Simon would’ve undoubtedly made the trip go by a little faster, but when it’d come down to deciding between taking him home and leaving him there, Sadie hadn’t felt the pull. Was she broken? Maybe. Or she’d just been broken of the habit of finding a new guy every weekend. Hey, a girl could learn to prefer knowing who was sitting on her couch in the morning.
Alright, she was definitely drunk if she was considering adding a pet to the mix – one who absolutely would’ve judged everyone she ended up bringing home. The yelp had definitely sounded like something small and furry needed help and she was just soft hearted enough to want to give it. Kissy noises usually worked on them right? This time it had just started to when she got a little spooked and stumbled back, almost into the guy she’d almost tasered. She aimed a finger gun at him as he steadied her. ”Parking lot guy!” she echoed. She gripped his elbow, trying to steady herself as she heard another yowl. ”A trash panda? I can’t take that home.” There was a mournful edge to her voice. Rats.
”Oh my God, do you think it’s rabid?” Sadie clutched at Tobi’s arm, taking another step back. If rabies could make you grow to more than twice the size of your usual raccoon and make your eyes glow yellow. The foaming mouth, that was definitely rabies. Maybe reading Cujo as a teenager had been a bad idea. "No shit," Sadie yelped. ”Go home doggy. Leave us the fuck alone.” If she’d been ready to let go of Tobi she might’ve face palmed. The next time the taser was going in her bag no matter what.
Undoubtedly she would’ve fallen on her ass and become puppy chow if Tobi hadn’t grabbed her hand. The coyote pounced and she shrieked, scrabbling back. Tobi – fucking ninja he was – didn’t. His hand came up and he was muttering something that had to be Spanish. The word was barely out of her mouth when the coyote’s neck just twisted and it dropped. God, she was gonna puke, what a waste of the drinks Simon had ended up paying for. ”It’s dead…” she muttered before her voice started rising. ”Dude, what the hell was that? How did you…? That was you right? You just … you broke it’s neck …” Maybe puking was gonna be the best thing for her because she’d obviously lost her damn mind. Sadie took an unsteady step towards the thing – she wasn’t crazy enough to go poking the rabid animal, but …
Another growl came from the dark behind and this time it was lower, more menacing. ”Woah, woah, woah. Go!” Thank God she hadn’t worn the four inch heels, forget stumbling up the stairs later, she would’ve snapped her damn ankle taking off down the street and away from that thing’s mate, or cub, or whatever the fuck dangerous animals had waiting for them. She kept her grip on Tobi’s sleeve, not worrying a bit about whether she was gonna send him sprawling face first into the sidewalk. Her only thought was to move.
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TOBI PARKER
Warlock
Posts: 139
Age:
37
Occupation:
Bartender
Status:
Single
Played by:
Jodi
Bad decisions make for the best memories
Last seen Oct 28, 2024 16:09:17 GMT
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Post by TOBI PARKER on Dec 17, 2023 17:21:18 GMT
Tobi’s relationship with his parents was somewhat complicated. His dad was constantly pissed at him because he refused to chant Latin incantations with everyone. His mom just wanted him to be more involved with the coven. Both of them would act like he needed the coven, which was bullshit. The coven needed him. Nonetheless his parents didn’t deserve the shit they were going through and even though Tobi was knocking back countless tequilas it didn’t mean he wasn’t going to help them. He was blowing off some steam because losing a sibling hit hard. He started to type a message out to his mom to say he’d be home soon, but actually typing the message was hard work. ‘Be hume siin.’ Ah fuck it. He deleted the message before hitting send. His mom would still be awake and he’d be stumbling through the front door in less than thirty minutes smelling of cigarettes and tequila. Hopefully she didn’t have the energy to lecture him about coming home trashed. There was a chance she wouldn’t even notice Tobi had crawled home either as her head would be buried deep in grimoires.
“Um…” He began, his mind trying to thread together whether it was a good idea to take home a raccoon. Probably not. “Nope.” Wait. Was Sadie saying if the animal wasn’t a raccoon she’d scoop it up and take it home? There were so many things wrong with that idea. Oh fuck. It wasn’t a raccoon. It was a sick coyote, which could potentially be a human. He’d never heard of werecreatures contracted rabies. “Maybe…” The question was why was Sadie clinging onto him like he was going to save her? He too was struggling to stand up. One sway and they’d both be on the floor, their faces being chewed off by the coyote. That final shot of tequila wasn’t a good idea. But he snapped into action once the coyote pounced. There was no fucking way he was going to die by being bitten by a ugly looking dog. Tobi’s plan was to go out all guns blazing this time around. As always he didn’t consider the consequences when he did magic in front of Sadie. Action first, consequences later. “Did I? Naaaaaah. The dog must have jumped funny.” As she went to step towards the animal Tobi quickly took hold of her arm lightly, “Let's go.” His eyes ticked up towards the full moon again. His parents would be super pissed at him if he came home with a werewolf bite. Tobi jumped as another growl came from behind. “Fan-fucking-tansic.” He muttered as he removed the cigarette from his mouth, flicking it towards the darkness. He wasn’t going to repeat himself again, by telling Sadie they needed to leave. He grabbed her by the wrist, dragging them both away from the growling animal and back towards the street. He dropped her from his grip once they were far enough away, trying to catch his breath. “Don’t… talk… to… weird animals.” He managed to say to her through his laboured breathing. SADIE VALENCIA |
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SADIE VALENCIA
Human
Posts: 100
Age:
28
Occupation:
Author
Status:
Single
Played by:
Ange
Last seen Nov 1, 2024 17:05:25 GMT
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Post by SADIE VALENCIA on Dec 30, 2023 19:01:49 GMT
How many signs was the big guy gonna throw at her before she finally realised that she needed to change her ways? Scowling at the realisation that this wasn’t her moment to take home some stray cat and live out her Holly Golightly fantasies, Sadie puffed out a breath and looked up at the sky for a second. It wasn’t like she’d been seriously considering it, but with the alcohol humming in her system and just enough of her higher faculties impaired, there’d been a chance in her head. Darcey never woulda made much of a Paul Varjak, but hey, not every guy could pull off George Peppard levels of charm.
Fuck. She was drifting down the mental avenues of some freaking idealised future again, when what she had on her hands was some mangy, pissed off stray that would probably have just bitten the hand that tried to feed it. They still gave you months of shots for rabies, right? Freaking needles, nope.
”Definitely not taking it home,” she muttered, fingers still curled in Tobi’s sleeve. Right now he wasn’t just her lamp post, keeping her upright, but her sanity too. Hey, he was just like Jiminy Cricket … if Jiminy was capable of stopping a rabid coyote in mid-air, but psychically breaking its neck.
Seconds ago her thoughts had been drifting off on a million tangents, now all those arms of tangled thoughts were snapping back into a knot that wasn’t letting her brain get away from the realisation that he had done that. ”Bullshit,” Sadie puffed. ”You telling me it leapt face first into an invisible wall? Yeah, no. It was you. What in the Doctor Strange kinda shit was that?” Her other hand reached out, like it was gonna encounter that barrier she hadn’t seen in mid-air. The part of her brain that always remained sober knew she wasn’t gonna find it, but it had done fuck all to warn her that Wile E. Coyote had brought a buddy with him.
It didn’t matter that she was still too drunk to trust her balance, or that Parking Lot Guy was antagonising the damn thing by flicking his cigarette towards it, just that they fucking high tailed it out of there. Movemovemove. She hadn’t trained with her dad’s team in years, but she could still hear Jenk’s voice barking at her. Maybe she needed to run more often, this would be enough incentive (if the worst details of it survived her sobering up).
Her lungs were burning by the time they’d got far enough away to slow down. Sadie was still glancing over her shoulder, in case that thing was behind her. ”I was the problem in all of that?” She laughed hard enough she had to bend over for a moment. ”That wasn’t normal, not that thing … or you. I did not get dosed at the club. I know what I saw. You super heroed that thing. There’s really some Xavier’s School for the Gifted here in town huh? You can walk through walls, read people’s thoughts, snap coyote necks with a single thought?” Her imagination was usually wild, but this? Her brain was exploding in her head, probably looking like one of those nuclear explosions, all mushroom-cloudy inside her skull.
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TOBI PARKER
Warlock
Posts: 139
Age:
37
Occupation:
Bartender
Status:
Single
Played by:
Jodi
Bad decisions make for the best memories
Last seen Oct 28, 2024 16:09:17 GMT
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Post by TOBI PARKER on Jan 13, 2024 21:55:22 GMT
This hadn’t been the first time Tobi has displayed a level of magic in front of a human. Growing up he didn’t understand that his magic was a secret to be hidden from the world. He thought it was there to be shared so had no problem showing his classmates he could blow up his teacher’s handbag. Tobi was grounded for a month after that. His mom forced him to watch a documentary about the Salem witch trials, telling him that people could come after him or his family. Obviously he hadn’t learnt his lesson, but you couldn’t blame Tobi. He was drunk, not thinking straight. Something was about to attack him so his first instinct was to defend himself, using magic. There was a mind wiping spell he’d learned a long time ago, buried deep somewhere inside his mind, but he couldn’t remember it. He wasn’t keen on making Sadie permanently brain dead. “I didn’t do anything. I didn’t even touch the thing.” The problem was if Sadie started to blab around town saying there was a warlock amongst them people would believe her because of all the crazy shit that went down. Next minute he’d be the one blamed for all the animal attacks. Sprinting away from a crazy animal was a sobering experience for him. Suddenly the buzz he was feeling at the nightclub started to fade away as he tried to force some sensible thoughts into his mind. Why the fuck did people choose run? He’d see those unhinged people in their running gear, bobbing around town. They were the ones who needed their head check. “I… I can talk to animals. I asked him to take a little nap.” Fuck. What kind of lie was that? It was worse than saying he was a warlock because now he sounded like some Doctor Dolittle. “I wish I could read people’s thoughts. It’d save me a lot of time when I’m hitting on a guy at the bar and it turns out he’s straight.” He straightened himself up, as he got control over his breathing. There was a twitch in the corner of his mouth at the mention of Xavier’s School for the Gifted, but that was a conversation for another day. “Looks like there’s some rabid breakout here so best keep your limbs out of animals mouths.” Tobi wasn’t keen to die again, especially if he was going to go out due to rabies this time. He’d seen the videos on the internet. SADIE VALENCIA - wanna wrap with yours? |
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SADIE VALENCIA
Human
Posts: 100
Age:
28
Occupation:
Author
Status:
Single
Played by:
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Last seen Nov 1, 2024 17:05:25 GMT
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Post by SADIE VALENCIA on Jan 26, 2024 20:53:02 GMT
Alcohol and a vivid imagination had led to some wild nights – and mornings after – before, but never like this. Sadie dropped the hand she’d held out and squinted at Tobi. Had she had enough to drink that she’d imagined what had happened? Write enough crazy shit and you started seeing it when you’d had … She started trying to count the drinks off on her fingers, got to five and grumbled, giving up. It didn’t matter how much she’d downed, she wasn’t that drunk. ”I saw you do it,” she muttered, aiming two fingers at her own eyes and then at Tobi like she had to demonstrate. Screw it, maybe in the morning it would look different.
If the second rabid coyote hadn’t started growling in the alleyway, maybe she’d have crept close enough to see what had really happened to the thing. It had, though, and any thought of sticking around had vanished in one long mental shriek. Tomorrow she wouldn’t just wake up wondering what the fuck she’d seen when she was all liquored up the night before, she’d probably be aching like a bad tooth from the run too. At least in the end it had been relatively short. Another couple of blocks and she’d have been staggering, sweat pouring off of her, any ability to speak stolen away by the gasping breaths she was dragging in.
Laughter had left her standing there with her hands propped on her thighs until Tobi started talking crap again. Sadie looked up at him, laughter still leaving her eyes glittering with tears of mirth (better than the alternative). ”Bull. Shit.” Her repeated words rolled out on a cackle. ”Every time you try it gets worse. You’re no Professor Xavier, you can’t do all that mind control shit.” That was as bullshit as the invisible wall thing before. He had spoken though, and in the middle of that the wolf had gone smack. Sadie stared at his mouth like he’d do it again and she’d be the one ending up on the sidewalk. Someone would find her in the morning, writing her off as some drunk college student – if the wolf’s friend didn’t find her first.
The cold shiver that had run down her spine at the thought had her straightening up. Sadie brushed her hands down the front of her shirt, trying to smooth out the roller coaster her emotions had gone on. She paused, like the whole thing had come off the tracks as Tobi carried on. ”Wait, you’re … that makes so much sense,” she drawled, snorting. Not that she expected every guy to hit on her, but, well, she at least got a little flirtation out of most of them. ”You just need to get your gaydar fixed, or, you know, a wing woman.” By now she probably could’ve given him a full run down on just about every guy in the town.
Taking a step back, looking in the direction they’d come from, Sadie waved both hands in the air, like she was warding off the idea of any more attempts at animal rescue in the future. ”Never again. I like my fingers where they are, thanks.” The only intention she had was getting out of here now, back home, or you know, somewhere else with plenty of liquor where she could try and burn what she’d seen out of her head. ”And thanks for the rescue. I always appreciate an ass saving.” She bumped his bicep with a fist lightly, the corner of her mouth lifting. ”I can take it from here. You’d better get home too, Professor X.”
Smothering a shudder at the thought of what she might’ve picked up from that thing if it’d gotten close enough to take a nibble, she started roughly in the direction of home. The cold seemed to bite harder with each step, that feeling like she’d just escaped something seriously fucked up growing with the chill. A block later she was running for the entry to a building that wasn’t hers as someone headed in. Maybe Darcey would end up telling her she was drunk and sending her home, or maybe he’d tell her that sometimes the world really was as fucked up as it’d seemed tonight.
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