ALIX QUINN
Werecoyote
Dread Doctors' Experiment
Posts: 379
Age:
29
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Photographer/hunter
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Christian Callaway
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ANGE
Last seen Nov 23, 2024 19:29:56 GMT
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Post by ALIX QUINN on Oct 27, 2023 14:48:31 GMT
Failure had always stung. It had burned in the pit of her stomach as much as it did her eyes when she’d woken up in the hospital, swathed in bandages, to the news that she hadn’t killed the Alpha, it had almost killed her instead. Alix had seen the disappointment on her father’s face and had spent three years afterward trying to erase it. When she’d woken up back at the high school, changed by those things, it had hit again, entwining heavily with shame. She had become one of them – a monster. Maybe she hadn’t fought hard enough, maybe she hadn’t been good enough.
Derek, Brady, Rohan. Christian. They’d tried to temper it, had maybe managed to soften it, but that disappointment had been reflected back at her in all of their eyes. Each time it had been as hard to swallow as it had that first time. She was not who they had believed her to be, and worse, she had actively lied to them about it. Self-preservation was a semi-solid excuse, but regret had again burned as strongly as the feeling of failure had.
On the night the thing that had destroyed both Christian’s and his wife’s lives should have ended up in a shallow grave they had both burned. Curling her hands into fists that she tucked into her pits as she crossed her arms, Alix tried to push away the memory of Christian’s bare skin beneath her fingers. She should have been left entirely numb by her dunk in the icy river, but she’d felt the heat rising from his reddened skin as she’d drawn the pain from him. Christian had shared what there was of his warmth with her, even though he’d shivered almost as much as she did. It wasn’t until the next morning, when they’d woken up wrapped around one another that embarrassment had slithered between them, bright and hot, to join regret and disappointment.
Alix shifted, propping her hips back against the hood of the car. The thing should have been dead, the maps and photos stripped out of the warehouse because they had given Sofia and their unborn child justice. Instead she’d tried to keep the painful reminder of what hadn’t happened away from Christian. Oh, she was still looking – the rake of her gaze across the glazed front of the restaurant was proof of that – but she hadn’t wanted to raise Christian’s hopes only to end up crushing them again. There was too big a chance the vampire would refuse to speak to an associate of the hunter who had tortured her, or worse, would know nothing more about how Sofia had been turned than she had already told Christian.
Anywhere else the description of a pretty, auburn-haired English vampire might have made it easy to track her down, but this was Mystic Falls. Every day for weeks she’d left the warehouse not long after he had. Strapping on her cameras, using them as an excuse to nose around the entire town. Sofia’s friend wasn’t like the vampire that had been hiding out in the ramshackle house in the woods, she was a woman who took care of herself. That meant being around civilization – visiting the hair salon, joining in with the town celebrations that seemed to happen daily, and drinking in the coffee shops and bars. In the end, it had been that routine that had left her here – leaning up against the front of her truck at the curb outside the Grill while the woman she thought might’ve been the vampire was inside. Thankfully there was no sign of the guy in the black suit who had turned up to save her from Christian the last time. This would be woman to woman - without weapons.
Another glance had Alix cursing the decision to wait for her to come out. The redhead had disappeared while she hadn’t been concentrating on the scene inside the restaurant. Alix took off at a jog, not bolting inside the Grill, but along the sidewalk beyond it instead. The vampire hadn’t gone past her, which either meant she’d gone in the other direction or had left by the back door. She scanned the street ahead – no sign of her, no flash of fall sunlight on flaming hair. There was no way she would have blurred away in such a public spot. That left...
If there was any question that the woman was a vampire it vanished as she turned into the alley and found herself almost face-to-face with her. Alix offered her a smile that barely quirked one corner of her mouth. ”I guess I should’ve known better than to think you hadn’t noticed.” She brought both hands up in that universal sign of surrender – not that she would if this ended up a fight. ”How about we call a truce and just talk? You were Sofia’s friend, weren’t you?” Christian had managed to establish that as he’d attempted to kill the vampire he’d believed had turned his wife into a monster and had taken the life of their unborn child.
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AURORA DE MARTEL
Vampire
Posts: 167
Age:
1041
Status:
In a Relationship
Partner:
Damien Beck
Played by:
Jodi
The king may rule the kingdom, but it’s the queen who moves the board
Last seen Nov 11, 2024 12:09:59 GMT
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Post by AURORA DE MARTEL on Nov 1, 2023 17:26:52 GMT
Damien had tried to convince her to leave town with him, but she couldn’t leave Tristan behind. Yes, he sometimes treated her awfully by locking her up for months on end but she couldn’t abandon him if there was some mysterious virus taking down vampires. She had yet to tell her brother what Damien had told her though, even though the virus had torn through Hector. The very man Tristan was hoping to take down. It was all nonsense business connected to The Strix, so she didn’t pay too much attention to his ramblings about Hector. It wasn’t the only rambling that fell on deaf ears though. Aurora had found herself losing interest in the whole Mikaelson revenge plan. A plan they devised over a thousand years ago but was no closer to enacting it. Perhaps Aurora had swallowed that bitter pill in accepting there was nothing they could do about the Mikaelsons or maybe she was just too busy being in love. There was still time for her to rope Damien into the plans though, without Tristan knowing of course. The only person she wanted to bring down was Elijah. The others weren’t the ones to compel her or force her to live her life as Rebekah. The Grill was as dull as ever, just like everything else in this tiny town. Just walking into the place had her reconsidering Damien’s offer to run away somewhere nice and sunny. They could have been anywhere in the world yet they were in Mystic Falls, albeit not by Damien’s choice. The main reason she was in even in Mystic Falls in the first place was the Mikaelsons. It felt like everything in her life circled back to them in some capacity. She wasn’t planning on staying in the Grill for too long anyway, but her visit was cut short when she spotted a woman outside leaning against the hood of her truck. A face she had seen far too many times over the past few weeks meaning it was either confidence or this woman was looking for her. Edging on the side of caution she collected her belongings and slipped out of the side door. She didn’t rush past the female, but stayed put in the alleyway next to the Grill in the hopes the woman would walk past. But she walked into the alley, coming face-to-face with Aurora who had a tight smile on her face. “Please. I am not an amateur.” Running from Mikeal for a century proved that. That was expert level hiding, always looking over her shoulder for him. “Oh bloody hell. This is about Sofia? That woman has brought a lot of trouble to my doorstep… We were acquaintances.” Did the whole world think her and Sofia were best friends? That hunter was under the impression Aurora was the one to turn his wife. “Wait, who has sent you?” She stepped forward, closing the gap between the two, “Was it that hunter? Her husband?” If so the woman was already living on borrowed time. ALIX QUINN |
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ALIX QUINN
Werecoyote
Dread Doctors' Experiment
Posts: 379
Age:
29
Occupation:
Photographer/hunter
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Christian Callaway
Played by:
ANGE
Last seen Nov 23, 2024 19:29:56 GMT
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Post by ALIX QUINN on Dec 7, 2023 21:00:11 GMT
Trying to do the right thing didn’t always work out like you wanted it to. You hid parts of yourself for the sake of the people whose lives you crashed into. Sometimes it was selfishness, but beneath that, Alix had always believed she had a heart and was trying to protect them for the right reasons. Her parents, Ralphy, maybe even her brothers, they’d always made a big show out of doing the same. Protect those who couldn’t protect themselves, rid the world of its monsters, but in the end what they’d hidden had only benefited themselves and the twisted beliefs that had left countless innocent people dead. They didn’t hesitate in those final moments of a thing’s life, not even when love should’ve made them pause.
Sofia’s final moments had been different and no matter how she would’ve wanted to protect Christian from having to suffer through them, Alix knew there was no way either of them could’ve changed it. It took a heart far harder than the scarred one Christian now bore the weight of to kill a woman without blinking, especially one you’d made vows to, one you loved despite all the lies and the horrors that had been revealed. She could wish her own would go the same way when the time came, but she doubted that Ralphy or her dad were gonna stand there and tell her they wished it could be different or they were sorry. The Quinns had become the monsters in this tale long before the curtain had come down and it’d been revealed to her just who the true villains were.
Staring at the red head Christian had almost killed in the belief that she’d been the one in his story, Alix wondered if that was who she’d be painted as now. This wasn’t about revenge, not against her at least. It was about trying to protect Christian from more harm. She’d been the one to push for the hunt the first time and if they’d been a little less lucky maybe it would’ve been his body being buried in an unmarked grave. The thought clawed at the pit of her stomach. He’d been torn apart time and time again by the thing that had decided to attack Sofia in a place she should’ve been safe. It wasn’t about to happen again, even if that meant her taking the pain again.
One corner of Alix’s mouth rose a little higher, her smile turning wry as she inclined her head towards the woman. ”You’d have been dead by now if you were.” Not at her hand either. Christian had improved massively since she’d first critiqued his attempt at hunting – undoubtedly pissing him off in the process, although he’d been too polite to say it. If the vampire had been younger or sloppier, she’d have been dead long before her boyfriend showed up to get her out of there.
Her hands hitched higher, like she could ward off the accusations like she believed the two of them had been anything more than that to one another. She’d had no reason to lie when Christian was already trying to kill her. If she’d been the monster that had hurt Sofia and the baby in the first place, she wouldn’t have hesitated to rip the grieving husband’s throat out. ”I’m not suggesting you were anything else,” Alix muttered. ”I know what happened before, I’m not looking for a repeat.” Especially not here in the middle of the town. Only a lunatic with no sense of self-preservation would start a fight here during the day. It was too light, too public, too likely to draw the sort of attention that would send the two of them running with targets on their backs at the very least.
Alix didn’t back up as she stepped in – if you showed any sign of fear toa predator you were just asking to become prey. ”Nobody’s sent me here. I know her husband, yeah, but he didn’t ask me to come. I’m here of my own volition to try and find who did turn her.” Tracking that thing down wouldn’t ease the guilt over the vampire getting the jump on her later, maybe costing Christian the chance to put an end to this, but it would be justice for Sofia finally and a crushing weight off of Christian. ”Did she ever tell you what happened at the hospital? How she was turned?” Had Sofia confided in someone other than her husband? A friend who would give her a shoulder to cry on about the child she’d lost, someone who could understand the hunger, the loss of the life she’d dreamed of having.
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AURORA DE MARTEL
Vampire
Posts: 167
Age:
1041
Status:
In a Relationship
Partner:
Damien Beck
Played by:
Jodi
The king may rule the kingdom, but it’s the queen who moves the board
Last seen Nov 11, 2024 12:09:59 GMT
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Post by AURORA DE MARTEL on Dec 30, 2023 17:42:25 GMT
Aurora had some deep rooted hatred for hunters, which was more than fair. A group of people whose aim was to wipe out vampires and whatever other species they fancied taking down. Like they were somehow better than everyone else and they were the ones who deserved to live. She struggled to comprehend that Sofia’s husband hated vampires so much that he was willing to abandon his wife. Aurora couldn’t imagine turning on Damien in such a way. Clearly their love wasn’t pure and real. When that man uttered his vows he didn’t truly mean them. Sofia just needed someone to help her in those first few months. There was a chance she could have become some normal functioning vampire. One those bizarre vampires who fed on animals. A deep frown formed on Aurora’s face, “Are you trying to say you would have killed me?” The frown faded into a look of amusement. It was amusing that this woman thought she’d stand a chance against Aurora. She’d be lying on the floor, dead, within less than a second. But, if she did that it would give her a chance to see Damien. She was bored of hearing Sofia’s name by now. The woman had apparently been dead for a while but now suddenly people were interested in her? She would have offered up all the information she had about Sofia, maybe even offered to help, if that stupid man hadn’t opted for violence. She wasn’t going to help him after he’d tied her to a chair with vervain soaked ropes. “Good because I am not in the mood to dispose of a dead body.” Aurora had no concern about her surroundings. The woman would be dead and in a dumpster before anyone had the chance to notice. It was an empty threat either. She didn’t operate on empty threads, usually promises. This woman was being reasonable though. There was no sign of a weapon or attempting to force Aurora to speak. Slowly she stepped back from the woman, her eyes still locked on the stranger. “She was attacked in the hospital and turned by a man. The person did not stick around to exchange names with her… I suspect it was a younger vampire. It seems irresponsible to turn a random person because they refused to give them blood.” She would never storm into a hospital to demand blood bags off someone, not when there were plenty of fresh blood bags walking the street. “Why are you looking for the person who turned her? So you can kill him?” She paused for a moment, pondering to herself, “Did Sofia’s husband kill her?” There had been hints that he had done so, but never actually admitted. Instead he was trying to blame Aurora for what happened. Realistically it wasn’t something she actually cared about, but it was a thought that had been swimming around her mind since they met. ALIX QUINN |
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ALIX QUINN
Werecoyote
Dread Doctors' Experiment
Posts: 379
Age:
29
Occupation:
Photographer/hunter
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Christian Callaway
Played by:
ANGE
Last seen Nov 23, 2024 19:29:56 GMT
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Post by ALIX QUINN on Jan 11, 2024 21:13:52 GMT
Taunting the things that could tear your arm off if they cared to was a bad move. She’d learned that when overconfidence had her mouthing off on that first solo hunt. It hadn’t been what had driven the Alpha to attack, but Alix was sure that it hadn’t helped matters. Her parents had always been the quiet and deadly sort – go in, kill what had to be killed as quietly and efficiently as possible and leave, Ralphy had been the talker. It wasn’t until far later – when he’d revealed just what he had done to her – that she’d come to despise everything he’d taught her. Any hero worship she’d once had for him and her father had vanished in an instant, turning to ice in her gut as realisation had brutally ripped through her.
They wouldn’t have bothered saying a word before they’d tried to slaughter the woman. It wouldn’t have mattered that Christian had only started to hunt after he and his wife had both lost a child, after Sofia herself had supposedly almost died – it wasn’t about being brothers-in-arms, it was about slaughtering every last thing they possibly could.
Pursing her lips faintly, squashing the smile that had been there, Alix shrugged. ”I’d have tried if I needed to,” she said, putting the emphasis squarely on the needed to. There was no guarantee she was good enough to take this vampire down, but she wasn’t as weak as she looked, that was the only thing there was to be grateful for in what she’d become. It still complicated more situations than it helped in, a downside she had no choice in avoiding. Eventually the truth always came out and her only choice was in how she tried to deliver the news and what pieces she could try and hold together afterwards.
The amusement had seemed to flicker back and forth between them, but now it was definitely in the vampire’s court, her own attitude growing serious. Alix snorted faintly though, the sound more bitterness than amusement. ”In this town you could probably just drop one on a street corner and not many would take notice of it.” The thought dried up fast as she realised how true that was when it came to Sofia’s life. How many had she killed and tidied away before Christian had come home to find her slaughtering people? She’d been a vampire for over a year at that point and hadn’t found control by then. That probably meant that someone else would’ve tracked her down eventually, but with his hand forced, Christian had been forced to do it instead.
Maybe the two of them had discussed it at the end. A frantic exchange about how the wife he’d loved had vanished and left a monster behind. Gilded words from bloodied lips to try and fight off the end that she’d given into in the end. There’d been no concrete facts though, Alix didn’t imagine that Christian would’ve kept those from her. Her stomach twisted as she listened to the vampire tell what she knew of it – what little she knew. Alix kept her eyes on the redhead’s, not looking away from a story that was far more horrific than the simple telling suggested. ”A younger vampire could mean any one of a hundred people in this town. It’s not much help.” Not all old vampires were so diligent either, but she didn’t think the woman was wrong. If the vampire they’d found had been older, neither Christian or her might’ve made it away from that cabin. They’d been hadn’t been ready for the fight when it had appeared and that had made all the difference.
”Yes,” Alix told her simply, not flinching away from the word. ”He killed an unborn child and would’ve killed Sofia too if he hadn’t managed to turn her. Most hunters would kill him for that.” And they’d tried to. Her frown deepened, her weight shifting. This wasn’t entirely her story to tell. Would hearing that it was Christian who had killed her friend paint a fresh target on his back. ”Wouldn’t you kill someone you loved if you found them slaughtering innocent people in your home? I’m watching out for her husband. He deserves justice for what happened, so does Sofia and the baby they would’ve had. I’m trying to find that for all three of them. Do you know where young vampires would retreat to around here?” It wasn’t like there was gonna be a hangout spot for them, somewhere to buddy up with the older, more experienced creatures of the night to learn from them. There was no Big Brother program for the supernatural in Mystic Falls.
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AURORA DE MARTEL
Vampire
Posts: 167
Age:
1041
Status:
In a Relationship
Partner:
Damien Beck
Played by:
Jodi
The king may rule the kingdom, but it’s the queen who moves the board
Last seen Nov 11, 2024 12:09:59 GMT
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Post by AURORA DE MARTEL on Jan 16, 2024 19:01:16 GMT
The woman would have tried and failed. She’d known the person standing in front of her for all of two seconds but already Aurora knew this woman didn’t have the ability to take down a thousand year vampire. “And you would lose. How old are you? Late twenties? Darling, I am over a thousand years old.” The delusional ones were the easiest to take out. Aurora was in no mood to ruin her clothes with blood today, but if needs must. The dry cleaners could scrub the blood out. Another body wouldn’t make much of a difference the continuing deaths. Stashed amongst the rest of them. The police had a lot to answer for in Mystic Falls though, constantly brushing these unexplained deaths under the carpet. “It is not a theory I am looking to test today.” All she wanted to was enjoy her afternoon in peace without strangers coming up to her, asking questions about someone she barely knew. Nonetheless Aurora offered the stranger a piece of information about Sofia only for her to throw it back, commenting that it wasn’t much use. Was she expecting Aurora to stand there and paint a picture of this unknown vampire who supposedly turned Sofia? She sighed, “You come to me asking for information about Sofia and complain that the information I hold is not helpful? Like I said to your male friend I do not know a lot.” Patience was wearing incredibly thin for Aurora by now. This woman’s attitude was dreadful. Approaching an ancient vampire, acting like she had the upper hand then to complain. Well, now the woman had admitted they were gunning for vampire blood the tables had turned. Maybe Aurora would have been willing to help this woman if she wasn’t so damn rude. “That is unfortunate.” There was a trace of emotion in her voice though. It was sad that a child had lost their life before a vampire couldn’t control themselves. Aurora was wicked but she’d never condemn violence against a child. “No I would not but I am assuming me and you have differing views on that matter.” And she wasn’t going to waste her time debating them. She was a vampire. Killing innocent people was a part of their nature. “If I did I would not tell you… like you said there are a lot of younger vampires. One of a hundred in this town. So good luck finding them.” She wasn’t about to hand over one of her own to a hunter. ALIX QUINN - wrap with yours? |
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ALIX QUINN
Werecoyote
Dread Doctors' Experiment
Posts: 379
Age:
29
Occupation:
Photographer/hunter
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Christian Callaway
Played by:
ANGE
Last seen Nov 23, 2024 19:29:56 GMT
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Post by ALIX QUINN on Feb 10, 2024 18:47:54 GMT
”I didn’t say I’d win,” Alix said lightly. Trying was a whole different ballgame. She’d tried to kill an Alpha on her first solo hunt and had almost lost an arm doing it. It had taught her some humility at least. She was stronger now, thanks to the sons of bitches who’d taken her under Ralphy’s orders, but she wasn’t anywhere near the top of the ladder when it came to strength in this town. Her eyes narrowed faintly as she studied the woman in front of her. Without working out who she was, other than Sofia’s friend, she hadn’t been able to judge how old the vampire was, just how unmatched she would be. The only thing she’d be able to do was fight for her life, sometimes that was enough, some time it wouldn’t be.
A thousand years old. Alix puffed out a breath at the thought, but plunged on ahead all the same. The woman wasn’t scared of her, probably not of anything in this town. Would Sofia have been the same one day? She wasn’t sure. Christian had seemed to believe that Sofia knew that death was the right thing for her at the end. How long would it have taken her remaining humanity to slowly be drained out of her? How long would it have been until Christian’s was the body left like a broken doll in their bed? The thought of what might have been had bile creeping a burning trail up the back of her throat.
The woman had immediately tried to cut off their conversation by trying to shut her up bloodily at least. That was more than Christian had managed, although grief and hatred had driven him to start their meeting off with instantly violence. Maybe this would end up there eventually, but she’d appealed for something a little more civil for the sake of maybe finding out something that would help. Hope dropped through her stomach like a ball of lead when all she got back for her questions was a young vampire.
Alix’s hands went up as the woman questioned her reaction. Her full lips pinched, her head ticking back and forth slowly. She wasn’t ungrateful, just frustrated and that sort of emotion could spill over fast if you didn’t get a hand on it. ”I was hoping for more, that was all,” she assured her. ”You know I won’t get too far with that vague a description.” But that didn’t matter to the redhead. Sofia had stopped being her problem the moment she gone grey and cold. The only people this mattered to now was Christian, and her. She hadn’t known Sofia, but she knew Christian and how badly the two losses had torn at him. She wouldn’t have saved him from both if she could, even if would’ve meant nothing of what had come to be after Sofia had been attacked had happened between the two of them. No sacrifice would turn the clock back now, but one day he’d have some justice for their deaths.
A dead baby was unfortunate? Alix almost choked at the word, but swallowed it back. It was more than that, worse than that. There was no humanity left in the vampire, no heart. The thin thread of emotion in her voice wouldn’t convince her otherwise. The shrivelled thing in her chest likely would’ve turned to dust if someone did get a stake in it. All of the grief and loss that had hollowed Christian’s life out had started the moment that thing had laid a hand on Sofia. A future filled with so much hope and love turned to dust in an instant.
”Very different views,” Alix assured her roughly. ”I’m sure I will. They’re gonna pay in the end. Sofia, her husband and their child deserve that much. Thanks for your help.” There was a sour edge to Alix’s voice as she forced out the gratitude and stepped back. She needn’t have bothered, if she was going to find this thing she’d have to do it herself. Not wanting to show weakness and back away, she turned and started back up the alleyway. Internally she braced herself, waiting for the moment the vampire would grab her and tear out her throat, but it didn’t come. Moments later she was back on the street, dragging her hands wearily over her face. It might take the rest of her life, but she’d wouldn’t stop hunting until she laid the young vampire at Christian’s feet.
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