modelcitizenbettersurfer

––––––– while thayer didn’t know adara well, he knew how important she was to cal and that was all that really mattered. so he took the time to listen to her and nodded his head. “yeah, i can relate.” that was all he said, trying his best to ignore the burns he’d suffered trying to get others out of the fire. even after backing out of the CIA, once an agent, always an agent. “cal’s okay. you’re okay. jubilee’s okay. darcy’s okay. the riddles are okay. that’s about everyone i care about. oh and yves, as much as he irritates me.” the words were simple and he shrugged. “i can’t hope for much more than that considering how lucky it is that they’re all okay.”

Adara probably couldn’t compile a list, even if she tried. Though Calysta would top that list, she was also concerned for pretty much all of the students. “I heard that they took people to the hospital,” she said quietly. It wasn’t to shame him for his prioritizing, because that was just human nature and Adara knew that all mortals played favorites to their own kind. It was more for her own sake, to inform people and remind herself that they still had students to think of, even if it seemed they were out of danger. 

calysta-thanos

Adara and Thayer– the few people she really cared about, and they were safe. The fire was still an awful thing, and there were still remnants of the fear she’d felt when the alarm had first gone off, but Calysta was slowly but surely going to gather herself, now she knew they were both fine. She was already feeling calmer enough to find Adara’s statement inappropriately funny. Of course she’d be one of the few who looked at it like a puzzle needed to be solved– of course. “Magic isn’t all powerful… case in point,” she gestured to the building, orange glow and all, “I’m down for that. People are saying we’re going to be relocated to the gym… we could head there?” She was hesitant, unsure how long she’d get with her sister before one or the other would inevitable find reason to leave.

“Even so, you would think there’s a sprinkler spell or something. Seems almost basic. But then, what do I know about magic?” she shrugged. At least, in the Harry Potter movies there were water spells. Maybe her knowledge about the topic was skewed. She spotted people around with blankets draped over their shoulders, hands in front of their faces and coughing. It was a bit sad, but nobody seemed to be having serious issues, as there weren’t people laying on the ground being resuscitated.  “It does look like they kind of have it under control now, so maybe we’d better go where they tell us to,” she nodded an affirmative. “The gym it is, then.”

“Yep. I’m okay. A lot of people had it a lot worse than me, actually.” Adara tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, while the other hand mindlessly fidgeted with her shoelace. “I just hope that everyone is okay.”

––––––––  “hey, i get it, it sucks but this could all be a lot worse.” his voice was low and he sighed before rubbing at his face, hating how many people were cramped in this gym. thayer had been able to secure a corner of his own with his patented scowl and imposing figure. “i just…am glad you’re okay.”

“You might have missed the news where the good beds, private rooms, and wardrobes were destroyed in flames, but yeah. That happened. And I’m fairly certain that if it bothered you so much, nobody would object to you paying for your own hotel room somewhere else.”

“they don’t seriously expect us to sleep in these, do they?” the question was aimed at no one, and everyone. yves nudged the tent and sleeping back in a pile on the floor with one foot, as if it might bite, and shook his head in disgust, “my parents paid for private-fuckin’-school. you know, good beds, private rooms, a wardrobe - the entire package, not some shitty tent and sleeping bag so i could sleep on the floor of a fuckin’ gym. surely we can over turn the decision by majority rule or something…”

calysta-thanos

It was something of a shock, seeing the unfamiliar girl slowly but surely morph into the face she knew better than her own. Visible relief flooded her expression, no hint of usual annoyance that the other girl had disguised herself, even to her. She couldn’t be annoyed when she was just so grateful to the heavens above for making sure that she was alright. It was the first time she had seen her sister in weeks, the first time that her mind was clear of their past issues, and though it mightn’t have been right for her to do so– the second that Adara was in front of her as herself, Calysta flung herself at her. There wasn’t any hesitation about wrapping her arms around her shoulders with a thank the gods, clinging to her for a few moments before pulling away, more than a bit nervous over how the short-lived hug would even be received. “I– I did think you’d be smart enough to clear out quick as possible. I’m just… really glad you’re okay, Add-Adara.”

“I’m glad you’re okay too, Calysta.” Though she didn’t admit it, it was hard for her to resist running to her sister’s room before evacuating the building. Although it might have been more heroic if she had, it was almost certain that Adara would have gotten got up in the flames. “The fire seems really odd,” she said, almost as if unbothered by the fact that it was burning down her school, and more like a puzzle. She looked at the flames then shook her head, turning to her sister. “With all the magic around, i’m surprised it got as far as it did. Anyway, we should go see if we can find somewhere a bit further from the building.”

Adara stood in front of her sister, watching her with a color of eyes unfamiliar to her face, chin odd, hair length short. The fire alarms shocked Adara. After all that had happened at WDA, it was understandable for her to assume there might be another attack occurring. Why she felt it necessary to shape-shift into a stranger, nobody knows. For her, it felt a little bit safer if her own face was masked. But when confronted by her sister asking around for her, the daughter of Aphrodite gradually morphed back into her own appearance. “I’m fine, Caly. I got out fast enough, funny how athletic you can get when adrenaline kicks in.”

“Have you seen my sister? Adara?” The crowd gathering outside of the dorms had only grown since Calysta emerged from the smoke and flames, and made it none the easier to find her sister in the throng. She had to trust that people knew who she was trying to find, because if they didn’t, all of her searching and asking was in vain and she’d fall into the type of fear and worry which would eat her alive. “Yea high,” she held a hand to her own head, “Real… model like? I- I haven’t seen her, and I… I need to find her. Could you even keep an eye out?” +@adoring-adara

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calysta: i love you

calysta: i miss you

calysta: and i thought i needed you to be my other half and it hurt that you didn't need me in the same way but i get it and i'm sorry, ok? i'm sorry.

calysta: i love you

adara: what's come over you calysta

adara: one minute you make me feel so bad about myself that you make me leave, and the next you want to fix it all

adara: i don't even know what to think anymore

camillecharming

“Thank you.I think whatever your natural color is usually looks best.”

“Yeah, funny story about that. I don’t actually know what my natural hair color is. Being descended from the goddess of beauty comes with the perk of being able to change your hair color at will.” Adara didn’t elaborate that she could change other features as well, since she still wanted to keep that one on the down-low.

wesratcliffe

Wesley looked up at Adara with an icy glare. “No,” he lied, voice unwavering and as unemotional as possible.

“Alright, suit yourself, I won’t press. Welcome back, anyway.”

rylie-barton

Adara didn’t speak much about her sister, at least not to Ry; she wasn’t even sure if she would know the girl to see her in a corridor. She definitely didn’t know what their sibling relationship was like, except that they sometimes came to blows - never why. If it was because of a disagreement in choices, then she was just thankful that Adara wasn’t going to take any of the same approach with her. “He does. Sometimes, at least - I’m sure you know what Alex is like,” her lips pulled in a wry smile, before she took a more serious note, “I love you too. You’re like… a big sister, I suppose is the most accurate term - and he’s your family, so I thought that it would be better you hear it from me. I don’t want us to be at odds, Adara… so now you know, do you think we could put this out of mind, and get back to me being overjoyed with your return? We could go get coffee, like old times?

Adara tried not to take it the wrong way when Rylie commented that she was sure Adara knew what Alex was like. Of course she knew what he was like, she had grown up with him, seeing his decisions, the way he acted, his attitudes, the like. Adara truly believed someone like that shouldn’t even be let near Rylie. But, it was much too late to prevent that. Giving her head a small shake as if to try and rid it of the negative thoughts, the daughter of Aphrodite pulled up a smile and a small nod. “Yeah, I could go for some coffee.”

alanakawenaa

“Someone pushed you? Who would do such a thing! People are rude.” She said as she started to get frustrated at the person who pushed Adara.

“Tell me about it,” she sighed, feeling like she’d just gone through a tornado, got spat out, and left in the dirt. “I didn’t even get to see who did it.”

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calysta:well it would have been awkward if u weren't lol

calysta:how's things

adara: is there something you need, calysta?

rylie-barton

“I can only imagine. Considering the stories about your family… I really get it,” she had no idea if the stories could be compared with real life, but she could only assume that there was some truth - there usually was, after all. Ry grimaced, her gaze fixed at a point past Adara’s ear long before the other girl had even picked out the sentence she’d been hoping she wouldn’t, but knew she would. It was out of respect she was saying anything at all - her was her cousin, her family, and if Adara had somehow ended up with a member of her family, she’d have liked to be told rather than find it out herself. The justification didn’t make it any less awkward, though. “Yeah - neither did I,” understatement, “It just sort of… happened, I guess. Is that - ok?”

“I, um,” Adara straightened her back, shifting her top a little. “Look, I love you Rylie. I love my sister, Calysta, too. I spent- well, spend- a lot of my time being disappointed with her choices, and so far it hasn’t gotten her to change anything, and the only thing it has brought is conflict. I don’t really want to do that with you. To say I am ‘ok’ with this would be to lie, because I truly believe that Alex wouldn’t be the best choice for you.” She let out a breath, not enjoying saying any of this. But she had been avoiding problems for a long time, and now she was trying something new. Something where she just faced her problems as they came. “But if he makes you happy, then that’s fine. I want you to be happy.”

Katie Cassidy out in  SoHo, New York on April 15, 2016 - [x]

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calysta: [unsent] i miss u

calysta: [unsent] im sorry

calysta: [unsent] can this stop now

calysta: heard u were back at school

calysta: how's that going for u lol is it still a trainwreck

adara: i am

adara: no, it's fine

camillecharming

“My hair? Um, thanks, I guess.”

“Yeah, I can never tell if I like brown or blonde on me better. But you pull it off really well, it’s a good thing trust me.”

“Sorry- uh- no, no you can’t help me. I just- wow this sounds stupid- but I love your hair.”

Camille let out a slight sigh of annoyance as someone came to stand over her, casting a shadow over her book. “Can I help you?” she asked, not looking up.