vampireboulevard: (where's the fire?)

[personal profile] vampireboulevard 2020-12-14 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[On the way to the hospital, Caroline sends out a couple of texts.

To the group chat:]


We were in an accident on the way to the hospital, though ambushed is more like it. Lydia is fine. Elena is not, we're in an ambulance now. Stiles is dead, but he had my blood in his system so he's transitioning.

I need someone to clean up the hunters.


[She's busy compelling people. Then to Alaric, after texting Jo about their predicament:]

I need you to get in touch with your contact in the sheriff's office. There are some hunter bodies off the main road that need to not hit the system.

[And finally, to Ryan:]

Can you meet me at the hospital with a change of clothes?
gambled_ourmistakes: (the voices in your head)

[personal profile] gambled_ourmistakes 2020-12-14 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Meanwhile, sitting on the chair in front of the contained dead hunter that will probably be entering transition soon, Damian stares at the body pensively before looking up at Damon.]

Now, I'm not saying it was a bad call. But I do have some questions. Though really, they might be more like quibbles.

[Yeah, let's start there. With the quibbles.]
swillpot: (and i've never been to denver)

[personal profile] swillpot 2020-12-14 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Alexander hadn't intended to swing from one fire to another, but after dropping off some of the backup witches he brought to secure things at the graduation, he makes his way over to the location Jackson gave him. He lets himself in winds his way through the house until he locates the person he came to see, and smiles as he does.]

Nice digs.
werewolfqueen: (2)

[personal profile] werewolfqueen 2020-12-25 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[They arrive at the designated meeting place, far enough into the woods that they won't be seen but close enough that they can scope out the place. Hayley scans the area, before turning back to her murder friends.]

I have his scent. If you guys keep the hunters off my back, I'll get him out.
imnot_likeyou: (but they don't dare fail)

[personal profile] imnot_likeyou 2021-01-02 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[As promised, Sam is waiting in the airport pickup when Scott, Allison and Cora arrive. He gives a wave out the driver's side as they get close.

Cora reaches for the back door, sliding in until she's behind Sam - she's the tiniest, it makes sense that she be in the back, and she addresses Sam directly.

"Once we drop them at the hospital, take me to my brother?"

Sam nods.]


Yeah, no problem.
phonetically: (restless guilt)

[personal profile] phonetically 2021-01-02 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
( The last thing Stiles remembers, he was with Derek. He dreams of his father, his mother, of Scott and Malia. Of Cora for some reason. His dream is a labyrinth of an FBI building and in true Stiles fashion he discovers he's dreaming and that he was in an accident. But, also -- something after that.

It's just something he can't puzzle.

It's the end of the dream when he's being chased down the hall by something... And then he hears something else, an echo of a conversation he doesn't know. And a voice he barely recognizes. Somebody named Ezra.

and then he gasps, shooting up. Breathing heavily, he sees a -- curtain. And those voices, still. He tries to sort his thoughts out.

...Laying in the backseat, being held, coming to and then -- he blinks back to the present, and his eyes finally fall on...
)

Lydia.
maleficum: (15)

[personal profile] maleficum 2021-01-10 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[David is well aware that the walls of Pearson Spector are mostly made of glass for some kind of weird corporate sign of transparency, but at the moment, he doesn't actually care. Being who he is and having a negative amount of fucks to give has made him a little more brazen in his own age, and when it comes to Harvey, everything is a power move.

So, at some point in the early morning hours, when most of the staff is still shuffling in and getting their coffee, David swings open the door to Harvey's office, and strides in like he owns the place. The office is empty - Harvey's a partner, he doesn't have to come in until the plebeians are already hard at work. In the downtime, he pulls one of Harvey's probably-for-show law books off the shelf and plops down on one of the chairs to wait.

Donna swings her way through a few minutes later with her coffee, spots David through the walls, and sticks her head in the door. "Hi."]


Hi. Donna, right? Harvey's expecting me.

["Uh-huh." she eyes him curiously. "And you are?"

David flashes her his most charming smile as he gets up to greet her.]


David Gainor.

[She shakes his hand but doesn't back down. "You aren't on his calendar."]

Last minute emergency. I'm sure if you text him, he'll confirm.

["I'll do that."

And with that, she makes her way over to her desk to fire off a quick text: There's a David Gainor here. Do you have a meeting you didn't tell me about?]