Kate didn't like small towns. She wasn't a small town kind of girl, never had been. She'd spent most of her career, and life hopping between one big city and another. Chicago, New York, Montreal, everything in between was just travel time. She wasn't sure what it was about small towns that made her twitchy, maybe it was the familiarity of it all. ( Read more... )

Kate doesn't know why she bothers shutting her eyes anymore.

He's touching her hair again, likes to stroke it with a sick kind of affection. She has a feeling his childhood pets got the same treatment, right before he nailed them to a tree or something.

"So", he says, standing behind her, "Let's look at you." The rustling of papers is the only sound ( Read more... )

"Blood for blood", she says in the kitchen weeks later, "That's the Tauron way." It's a simple statement, blunt, straightforward, as rightous as the soft insinuation of murder can be. Kate likes the sound of the words as they roll around her mouth, like how they feel when she spits them out into the air. Like how dispelling some venom can ( Read more... )

Two weeks was a long time to clam up. And now with this latest fiasco, him getting taken off the mission list...well. There was concern all around when exactly Will would come out of his room. Kate finished the calls she was doing for Magnus, and headed down the resident halls. Will's was down one and around a corner from hers, it wasn't a wing she ( Read more... )

It was dark in the sitting room, unsurprisingly, considering most of the Sanctuary had gone to bed some time ago. Sure, Magnus was almost assuredly still in her office, and Kate would bet money that Henry was tinkering in his lab. But for the most part, it was quiet. She flipped on one of the lamps beside the couch before heading back to the ( Read more... )

 Kate doesn't dream. Doesn't ponder, doesn't drift, doesn't wander, the silence and the blackness in her head is absolute and enveloping. It's curled around her like a child's play cape, dark silk, thick enough with regret and memory to smother ( Read more... )

[open] ❝ what if meme ❞
[ list a verse if you have any/multiples :) ]

WHAT IF:
01; I died:
02; I kissed you:
03; I lived next door to you:
04; You found out I was married:
05; I stole something:
06; I was hospitalized:
07; I refused to leave my home:
08; I got into a fight while you were there:

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT MY:
09; Personality:
10; Eyes:
11; Hair:
12 ( Read more... )

This was so ridiculous.

Kate had been pacing about her room for an hour, turning her closet, drawers, and piles of laundry inside out in search of anything in her wardrobe vaguely suitable for dinner. Well, dinner as in dinner date. With a vampire. Who was also over a hundred years old and probably had a very different idea of formal than she did. ( Read more... )

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((Every explosion starts with a spark. Tonight, you are the spark. Gather like-minded individuals for your Cause Du' Jour. The important thing to remember is to keep it quiet, because gatherings can get broken up and ringleaders are often the first to face the firing squad.

How do you do it, spread the word in secret? What exactly are you fighting ( Read more... )