Once I was seven years old;
Avery Simmons. 26. Teacher.
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She wasn’t going to argue, but they both knew he wasn’t close to being done. “We’ll look over the files together after you get some rest and have something to eat. Besides we’re out of coffee and i’m not pointing fingers here, but I have to go make a coffee run. would you like to join me?” it wasn’t a question. Sure, it may seem like a question, but it wasn’t a question and she was expecting him to join her.
averysimmxns:
A roll of her eyes and with a wave of her hand the file he was reading closed shut. “–Now.” She wasn’t going to repeat herself and he knew it.
“I’m not, I didn’t– ” He gave a sigh and finally turned away from the closed file to look at Avery, knowing that trying to open it up again would end in the same result. “I was almost done.” No he wasn’t, he never was.
#c:colton#i'm on my dad's laptop#and he doesn't have xkit#so i cant delete previous posts#fml#and both she and i know he'll never take a break#so she's making him
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A roll of her eyes and with a wave of her hand the file he was reading closed shut. "--Now." She wasn't going to repeat herself and he knew it.
@averysimmxns
“Hm? Yeah – yes, I’ll take a break. Just let me go over this again.”
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It was clear that the young female was friendly, perhaps a bit too much, or maybe the paranoia was getting the best of her. Rather than shaking her introduction off, Avery extended a hand of her own out towards her. "It's nice to meet you, Juliana, I'm Avery." She greets but continues to listen to her.
"Have you learned to control it yet?" She asks in regards to the powers she was talking about.
Change of Time | Avery & Juliana
averysimmxns:
With the events that had taken place, most of her students weren’t coping so well. Once again, another event gone wrong–worse than the last time. However, she needed to get into the reality of things and as easy as it was to just overlook her student’s papers, it was just as unrealistic to let them believe they’d be able to pass if they didn’t try. With her coffee coming to an end, Avery stood up and headed towards the line to place another order.
Just as she got in line, she noticed a new face walk in as well. Clearly friendly from the smile that played across her lips, Avery couldn’t help but smile back as their gaze met. But as the line moved up, Avery turned back around and paid attention to the barista who was taking her order. Once she paid, she stepped to the side to wait. When she watches the otehr step into line, Avery turns to look at her before speaking up. “New to Hollow Grove?” she asks.
Juliana gets herself a little yogurt parfait and a mocha. She hears someone speak to her, and she blinks, and then grins at her. “Yeah. Yep. Uh, might as well get the pleasantries out of the way, right? I’m Juliana, I’m a witch from New Orleans, and my power is hurting people with my brain but I never use it because seriously, it’s horrible. And, who do I get to meet now?”
She’s genuinely excited. She loves people, and meeting new people, and getting to know them and what makes them tick and drives them.
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At the mention of Colton, her face turned a hint of red, because she was and he would disapprove if he found out she was cat fishing. "Don't let him hear you call him that, but you're right, we are. Again, my students talked about this and I wanted to see what was so special about it. Why are you on tinder?"
AVERY.
“I’m actually new to Tinder and I wasn’t looking for a date – nor friends, I was just curious.” As if that would help explain the reasoning behind this. Because a serial killer used Tinder, yes?
“–That’s actually pretty reassuring.” The brunette rose her brows slightly. “I was almost 90% sure you were with that stupid cop.” It was a term of endearment, really.
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trashjulie:
She’s spent some time thinking and going around meeting people. She still hasn’t really shrugged it off, and hasn’t fully worked through her feelings, but she’s going to give herself time for that. And part of giving herself time is, of course, going to include plenty of going out and having fun. Even if it’s just by herself, because maybe that way she can meet some people.
Juliana walks into a cafe that she hasn’t really visited yet, wondering if there are different people here that she can talk to. She looks around, taking in how many people are here and whether they seem like they’re open to conversation or not. She doesn’t want to be rude or inconsiderate. It’s a cute cafe and she smiles a lot just upon walking inside. Lovely.
With the events that had taken place, most of her students weren’t coping so well. Once again, another event gone wrong--worse than the last time. However, she needed to get into the reality of things and as easy as it was to just overlook her student’s papers, it was just as unrealistic to let them believe they’d be able to pass if they didn’t try. With her coffee coming to an end, Avery stood up and headed towards the line to place another order.
Just as she got in line, she noticed a new face walk in as well. Clearly friendly from the smile that played across her lips, Avery couldn’t help but smile back as their gaze met. But as the line moved up, Avery turned back around and paid attention to the barista who was taking her order. Once she paid, she stepped to the side to wait. When she watches the otehr step into line, Avery turns to look at her before speaking up. “New to Hollow Grove?” she asks.
Change of Time | Avery & Juliana
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agentverbivore:
#don’t mess with jemma simmons
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praedvtor:
“Well, I certainly didn’t expect to MATCH with you either.
And yet – here we are.” The brunette huffed, striking
her eyes towards the tattoo parlor across the street. It
was better than focusing on a Tinder date gone wrong.
“I’m actually new to Tinder and I wasn’t looking for a date -- nor friends, I was just curious.” As if that would help explain the reasoning behind this. Because a serial killer used Tinder, yes?
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delilahreyes:
“Are you here to give me a conjugal visit? Are we allowed conjugal visits in the drunk tank? Please? Pretty please with tequila on top?”
“--How about no. I was here to see Colton and see what we can do about letting you out of here.”
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howling-rosalie:
“What part of ‘no’ don’t you understand?!” Rosalie shouted, pushed the man’s arm away from her. “Leave me be. We’re done here. Go home and just leave me alone!”
It was her voice that had caught her attention and after closing her book, Avery raised a brow at the male who reached out for her once more. Raising her hand, it was easy to push the male against the brick wall and further away from the woman, but rather than letting him go, she held him there. “Are you alright?” she asks, “I can turn him into a frog for you right now or levitate him high enough before letting him drop. Your call.” would she have really done it? maybe not but she wouldn’t have jus tlet him walk off easily either.
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She rubs her thumb against his cheek gently, in hopes of comforting him, but she knew it would take more than just a hug or some coffee. He was working with the man who murdered his parents. If it were up to her she would have killed him. Hell, she had to bite down on her tongue to prevent the words 'kill' and 'him' from slipping out. "What business does he have here? Are you safe?" And her eyes instantly go down to his neck to make sure he was still wearing the safety amulet she had given him a while ago. "Just don't work with him. Can he be transferred? Is there any way you can get rid of him?" Without killing him?
averysimmxns:
She’s willing to be patient if he doesn’t want to tell her and a part of her almost wonders if he will talk to her. Her curiosity was getting the best of her and all she could worry about was another body showing up, someone they both knew. Someone close to them and fear was beginning to settle in with her as well, however when he spoke up to admit the face from his past shows up, she isn’t sure what to say. “What?” it comes out as a whisper, but she instantly catches herself. “Who?” she needs to know, but she isn’t sure for what reason. To prevent him from doing something that could lead him to trouble or to do it for him?
Her presence is already calming him more than any mad dash through the woods or fight with a punching bag. While the rage was still stirring inside of him, itching for blood, it was much easier to ignore with her standing there. Her hand on his cheek an anchor. “At the precinct, he’s a new special investigator.” Saying it aloud had his skin crawling, his lip twitching up into a grimace off disgust. The older wolf was his superior now and god if he didn’t hate that more than simply seeing the man stroll into town. “Seeing him standing there, it took everything to keep from tearing him apart.”
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"Oh, don't lose hope so quickly. At least not for hollow grove. I trust we're safe, it's the people outside of hollow grove that worries me. I'm disappointed that the world is coming down to this. Zombies were understandable, but we're stuck with clowns."
“The question is, how are we going to stop this nonsense? I mean I’m sure one or two clowns is not an issue. But to have a group of them causing havoc? Doesn’t seem fun.”
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"Well for being a witch, the first thing is to learn some sort of protective spell. Unlike vampires or werewolves, it would be foolish of us to assume we can take on anything, so as far as self defense is concerned, I think every witch would know a protection spell."
( averysimmxns )
If she were being honest this was the only place that made her feel safe. But it seemed like this wasn’t what the other was asking. “I feel safe and it isn’t a lie I tell myself. What about you?”
“I have confidence in my ability to protect myself but I wouldn’t delude myself into believing this town is actually safe in itself. There are those that are far more incapable when it comes to self defense. Apparently not you, though.”
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"It won't turn you into a frog." She reassures only because she's made this potion twice to know. As he grabbed the cup and chugged the liquid, Avery watched as waited just as patiently. "--Well it's supposed to turn you invisible." Perhaps it was going to be a slow process but she would try again.
averysimmxns.
“Oh hush now, it won’t be so bad…” there was a slight pause on her end before she handed him the potion. “–this time.” She adds quickly.
“—-If I turn into a frog, Avery Simmons, I swear to Elvis above, I will come back and put you in the jailhouse. And not the rockin’ kind.” He glared, looking at her before taking the potion from her smaller hand and kicking it back. He looked at her, waited for a second, then arched a brow. “What’s supposed to happen?”
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"The question is, how are we going to stop this nonsense? I mean I'm sure one or two clowns is not an issue. But to have a group of them causing havoc? Doesn't seem fun."
“Human psychopaths, I can take but if the clowns terrorizing people are supernatural, then we have a problem.”
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"Human psychopaths, I can take but if the clowns terrorizing people are supernatural, then we have a problem."
“What is this world coming to? Now there are creepy-ass clowns running around terrorizing little kids? The world’s really going to shit. Don’t you agree?”
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