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Adam has been in Siren Cove for four days now and in those four days he's heard a lot of stories circulating around town about the current state of the Matriarch and the situation the sirens now find themselves in. For Adam, it works in his favour. His family has never belonged to any enclave, has never answered to any Matriarch and the problems going on now give him the opportunity to slip into town unnoticed.
It won't last, he's sure of that, but that doesn't mean he's not enjoying the chance to move into his new condo without worrying about how he's going to present himself.
Rather, he'd be enjoying himself if it didn't seem like the movers were going to drop ever second box. A year ago and Adam would have done it himself. A year ago he would have talked some friends into helping him, bugged his little brother until he agreed to drive the van, and they would have unloaded together. He would have bought beer and pizza -- or convinced someone to give him beer and pizza anyway -- and it would have been an experience, even if it hadn't been fun.
But now his brother is dead. Most of his friends don't call anymore. And Adam's scars prevent him from doing much of anything when it comes to moving boxes.
"Jesus Christ, I'm going to have a heart attack before this is over," he says loud enough for the movers to hear as they manhandle another box off the truck, nearly dropping it in the process. "Please don't kill all my things before they even make it inside."
[Adam's in front of his new condo, a lovely building near the beach. Dry run tags can be considered canon if you'd like, or if you want to start fresh, I'm okay with that, too. :D]
It won't last, he's sure of that, but that doesn't mean he's not enjoying the chance to move into his new condo without worrying about how he's going to present himself.
Rather, he'd be enjoying himself if it didn't seem like the movers were going to drop ever second box. A year ago and Adam would have done it himself. A year ago he would have talked some friends into helping him, bugged his little brother until he agreed to drive the van, and they would have unloaded together. He would have bought beer and pizza -- or convinced someone to give him beer and pizza anyway -- and it would have been an experience, even if it hadn't been fun.
But now his brother is dead. Most of his friends don't call anymore. And Adam's scars prevent him from doing much of anything when it comes to moving boxes.
"Jesus Christ, I'm going to have a heart attack before this is over," he says loud enough for the movers to hear as they manhandle another box off the truck, nearly dropping it in the process. "Please don't kill all my things before they even make it inside."
[Adam's in front of his new condo, a lovely building near the beach. Dry run tags can be considered canon if you'd like, or if you want to start fresh, I'm okay with that, too. :D]
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Date: 2015-10-05 03:06 am (UTC)"But a model huh? You seriously just like snuck that one in there." He is teasing of course. Adam didn't seem to be bragging. Not the way one might assume a model would anyway. "I don't think I've ever met a model before, what's that like?"
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Date: 2015-10-05 09:40 pm (UTC)"I mean, it was fun, don't get me wrong, but it's a pretty ridiculous job at the end of the day." He'd literally just stood around and let people dress him and take pictures of him. Kind of like a doll.
"So a witch, huh? That's more interesting than being a model."
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Date: 2015-10-06 03:29 am (UTC)For instance, that day with April and the binding spell, that had been a particularly good day to be a witch. Most days are. Les enjoys his magic, maybe more than most. It's just ever since that day every day since has seemed less...special somehow. He knows it's because something is tugging him to explore the depth of his powers. However, this is not what Adam has said and Les realizes his mind has drifted that easily...again.
"Though I'll be honest, it's more ridiculous that you're probably imagining. There's the brooms for one, and then all the Harry Potter jokes," he says grinning.
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Date: 2015-10-06 06:55 pm (UTC)"Are there really brooms?" he asks, his head tilted slightly as he tries to imagine Les with a broom. "For riding purposes or just for general house cleaning? If it's the latter, I have one of those, too."
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Date: 2015-10-06 09:13 pm (UTC)"Good. Considering I've never read them I'm not going to get the jokes anyway," Les says amused. "I am much more open to Wizard of Oz jokes though. Gotta go with the classics when you can."
He can't help laughing at Adam's question knowing that he is teasing him, just as much as Les has quickly taken to teasing him. He shrugs back at him. "Look, I can't give away my mysterious magical secrets on day one. I have to string this along some. It keeps people interested."
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Date: 2015-10-07 07:28 pm (UTC)Even if he does, Adam doesn't really see a problem with it. He's only teasing, after all.
"At least I'll know who it is if I ever see a witch flying across the moon in silhouette."
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Date: 2015-10-11 04:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-10-13 02:50 pm (UTC)He hasn't flown in a long time. Since before the accident. It's something he's only ever been able to do under the cover of night anyway, something private, to be hidden from the world.
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Date: 2015-10-16 10:43 am (UTC)"Can you really do that?"
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Date: 2015-10-16 04:23 pm (UTC)"Back before everyone started turning into fish and sharks and seal, there was the birds," he continues and he's heard this story from his parents so many times that it's almost ridiculous. "I think my parents told me that in order to make me feel like we were lucky."
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Date: 2015-10-16 07:03 pm (UTC)Adam looks serious is the problem, and Les makes a face at him craning his neck at his back then gives him a wide grin. "You have wings?" he asks eagerly. If the guy has wings, Les wants to see them. Of course, he wants to see them.
"Show them to me." He doesn't say it rudely. He says it the same way a kid would tell Adam he wants to see this cool thing he claimed to have because he half-way doesn't believe him in the first place. "What color are they?"
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Date: 2015-10-16 10:27 pm (UTC)He doesn't want to change, though, not now. He's not ready. He doesn't know if he'll ever be ready again.
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Date: 2015-10-16 10:45 pm (UTC)"Hmm. How come? Is something wrong with your powers?" he asks.
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Date: 2015-10-18 01:50 am (UTC)The news of the accident will get around, he has no doubt of that.
"I was in a car accident about nine months ago," he says. "A bad one. The driver of the car was killed and I was injured pretty badly. Since then I just... I haven't felt comfortable changing."
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Date: 2015-10-18 04:23 pm (UTC)He didn't mean to do that.
"Well." He pauses a little thinking how to backtrack off that line of questioning. "I'm just going to pretend you have huge pterodactyl wings since I can't see them."
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Date: 2015-10-19 12:05 am (UTC)"I'm not sure my family goes that far back, though," he jokes. "That's pushing it a little."
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Date: 2015-10-19 01:33 am (UTC)His secret siren daddy didn't give him wings. And it's disappointing.
He gives Adam a look, smirking a little. "You just meet all kinds of interesting people in this town," he says. "Don't you?"
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Date: 2015-10-19 04:46 pm (UTC)He should work through it, he knows that, but Adam has never been good at confronting the more serious parts of life, so he would truly prefer the distraction. "Not to mention good looking," he adds with a laugh. "This entire town."
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Date: 2015-10-20 02:05 am (UTC)He looks Adam over. "Hot model with secret wings. I think you might fit right in around here," he says.
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Date: 2015-10-20 08:17 pm (UTC)It's so nice to be in a town where no one knows what happened to him. For awhile, when his friends had still bothered to visit, there had been so much tiptoeing around him, waiting for him to break. There had been moments where he'd caught them looking at him, waiting for him to just fall apart, and that had been part of what had driven him to Siren Cove. And it's nice to be able just to talk to someone, to casually and playfully flirt.
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Date: 2015-10-23 01:47 am (UTC)He realizes then that it's been his turn at the front of the line for a few minutes and people were now walking around him. "Maybe I should let you get back to moving in," he says turning back to Adam. "I think we're gonna see each other around. I hope."