#{Etienne Threads
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@threebreaths
"- oh do let me take a guess. marcus has gotten himself into a situation again, hasn't he? "
he was dreadfully tired of cleaning up his brother's messes and yet here he was. taking marcus' call and upon hearing a distinctly unfamiliar voice he could only surmise a handful of options. when it wasn't buying the silences of his numerous partners, it was paying off officials and buying out various 'items' in order to get his notorius sibling out of trouble. it was damn lucky that they had a variety of incomes aside from their generational wealth because at this rate they would be bankrupt at the year's end.
he was very close to just leaving marcus to fend for himself- if he didn't have a heart that was.
unfortunately he dearly loved his little brother.
his last of kin and felt the ire flare up at the fact that he would be once again dragged into rescuing him. so he stood at the balcony of his penthouse overlooking london and held the phone tensely waiting to hear what nonsense his brother had gotten into.
"what has he done now, hm? something to your person? property? finances?" jaw ticked slightly as he thought over the possibilities. "wife or sister, perhaps?" he had been meaning to get his brother neutered eventually.
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Today has me thinking about Etienne, and how his character changes depending on the AU.
In his default/human AU he's a flirt who struggles with commitment but who does care about people, he just doesn't like to show it. He's dramatic and creative and undeniably driven. Sure, he has his flaws, but don't we all?
In his Shadow Weaver/demon AU he's similar. He's still flirty and creative, but he's also struggling with retaining his humanity even as a demon. He's a bit more morally grey, he's done some less than pleasant things, but he's working on it. He wants to be good, but he's still a demon, and sometimes it feels impossible to fight his nature...
He's truly at his worst in his (modern) Forest of Forever/Merchant AU. While he still has a certain charm, he's also completely devoid of morals or care for people. He was never a "person", he's a creation made purely to punish humans for being greedy, selfish or otherwise cruel, but nowadays plenty of innocents get swept up in his nefarious schemes.
#still desperate for a thread where a muse who knows Etienne meets his demon or merchant version. imagine the chaos#and the hurt of course#the black cat
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when: the day before the Olympians left for Aventia with: @etienneulven where: Eridani & Etienne's residence notes: figured I'd tie this starter into the event!
Etienne had grown on her, as Gulizar supposed he did for many of those willing to persist past his shy nature. The blonde hadn't quite had a choice, given how much time she spent with his sister, but she didn't mind. He was important to Eridani, and thus, he'd become important to Guli, in a way. She was like an older sister, to the both of them.
The two Olympians were preparing their supplies for their next adventure and were scheduled to board Karme's airship in the early morning. Aventia needed their aid, and Eridani needed Etienne to stay out of danger. Naturally, Gulizar was sleeping over so they could leave together, and Etienne was watching her pack with what Guli could only describe as puppy eyes. "On the bright side, you can throw a super fun party here while we're gone, and we won't even know." She paused. "Well, actually, we're Agents of Minerva. Of course we'll know."
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location: the state fair
closed starter for: @sparepcrts (arséne)
etiénne wasn't normally the type to avoid people. they were far too friendly, far too eager to make friends where they could, and they'd hold just about anyone in a conversation. but running into arséne in public was a whole different animal, and they felt like they still weren't ready. unfortunately for etiénne, the universe rarely worked in their favor.
"hi," they muttered softly, stepping up beside their brother. they had an almost sheepish look on their face, and they were wringing their hands nervously. "i didn't expect to see you here today."
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Where: Un Nouveau Départ. When: May 4, 2023 Who: @etienne-canet
Emilia heard bits and pieces of what was going on. Olivier would share a little when he would come check on her and see how the baby was doing. He was determined to be there when the baby kicked and he could feel it, but when he showed up, it appeared that the acrobatics show was done for the moment. It would always get a small giggle out of the blonde. It pained her heart when her mind drifted to what they could have been.
This afternoon, she was back at the shelter with new paperwork in front of her. She had been secretly going around to building close to her shelter that was for sale in search for the right one to expand what she was working on. There was the hope of building the next stage in these women’s lives where they could live independently and start the life they were falsely promised when brought over.
Knock. Knock.
Her head glances up towards the door. “Come in.” Nimble fingers close the folder in front of her, lacing her fingers together to rest on top. She wasn’t expecting any company, nor did she have any meetings scheduled. That meant it had to be someone that was approved access into her shelter if they were not workers or the women. Security had gone up a few notches.
A smile graces her features when she sees a familiar blonde enter. “Étienne.” Emilia stands from her chair, moving around her desk, and starting to close the distance between them to wrap her arms around him in a tight hug. “I wasn’t expecting you today.” She takes a step back, palms smoothing down the front of her blazer, curving around her bump.
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now playing: spaceship - art sorority starter for: @forestofforever
"you can really go. no one's going to stop you." Andy isn't much for words, more a man of observation and action, his words always have meaning behind them. Some more intense than others. There's a long pause, and he looks down, giving his shoulders a small shrug.
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@fatestouch said: *eyes*
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@effervcscents ( victoria & etienne )
A soft knock on Etienne's chambers door and Victoria stood in all her tiny, meek glory, though the sadness that radiated from her was bound to reach all the way up to the moon and the stars. She'd heard about what happened to Tae-Hyung, and surely they must have known what happened to Credence. "Are you..." it's hard to get the words out, and so she sniffs and takes a deep breath, "Do you feel like getting something sweet to eat with me...?"
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Mistletoe 2022 - Canon
When: Dec 14th, 2022 Where: A Club Who: @etiennecanet
“Kahrestin.” Emine mumbles under her breath.
This is not going to plan.
Emine liked when things went the way they were supposed to. She had spent the last couple weeks watching him, finding his routine and tonight she was going to kill him. It wasn’t the person she wanted from the Rutherfords for what they did to Berat, but still, it would make her feel better with them feeling the pain she did when her brother was hurt.
No mercy!
Everything was lined up, she had the perfect shot, and then some asshole showed up, making her shot go wide, thankfully she had a silencer on Carlos. She only grazed the man’s arm and attention was drawn to her. Their eyes met for a second, shadows hiding most of her face, the the shouts started to be aimed in direction.
A quick exit was needed but that meant going through the club and potentially being followed.
The Turks pushed through the door, the drumming of the beat from the music filling her ears and their voices fading away. She weaved through the crowd never looking behind her when a body moved in front of her and she was met with oceanic hues.
He was blocking her from her exit.
"You're in my way." Her head tilts back to look up at him, her voice keeping calm.
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who: @etiennexdelacour where: delacour townhouse when: evening
It had been weeks since she'd last been home, preferring the solitude of her flat. For the most part it was the short distance to Diagon Alley, in other parts her wish to stay clear of those who thought different than her. Still, Estelle couldn't deny that there was a need to see her family occasionally. How else was one meant to keep up with all the things that seemed to happen the very moment she turned her back even for a silly minute. "I hear congratulations are in order?" Her eyes had fallen onto her brother the moment the brunette rounded the corner. Their mother had been rather vocal about the most recent events, seemingly thrilled in comparison to what Estelle felt on the inside.
Luckily she knew to keep her mouth shut. The witch had made conversation a skill used to her advantage, and this silly notion of her brother was hardly going to change it. "I've been gone for mere weeks and come back to my brother having found someone he wishes to marry." It didn't matter that very moment that it hadn't been Mrs Delacour that would share the news with her but rather the witch that now was forevermore linked to her brother. "You love her, I presume?" Finally, she managed a smile, however weak it may have been.
#threads;; estelle#threads;; etienne#threads;; estelle & etienne 001#etiennexdelacour#like a whisper on the wind so everlasting;; threads
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@canetetienne
"Enjoying yourself?" The Vixen smiles up at the Frenchman. "You do look handsome tonight." She was always ready with a compliment.
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˚ ༘✶ ⋆。˚ ⁀➷ a closed starter for @lycanus.
“you’re always taking care of me so now it’s my turn to return the favour.”
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"Elijah...?" Well thats not good, Klaus might be near by.
(for not elijah)
@malka-lisitsa
"-and so it is with 'elijah' once more." he had been reading an article on his tablet. enjoying the anonymity within the terrace of the outdoor cafe in the outskirts of london. fingers flicked up across the screen to the next article before dark eyes lifted to see whom it was that said the name that was not the first time posed to him. except...this time it was by an exceptionally beautiful woman.
"i apologize, miss." his ired tone now softening as he took in the lovely face before him, the tablet set on the table before him. "i am not 'elijah' though apparently resemblances are very similar it would seem. my name is etienne- and you would be?"
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"In order to have a party, people have to know you are back." Maria holds out a drink. "Did you miss us that much?" She smirks.
@mobscene-starters
"Well, I wouldn't exactly call this a welcome back party." Though he did make it just in times of the yearly event in London. A year back in Paris had been, though yet again, Étienne had been asked to come back.
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location: all night diner 2
closed starter for: @feastonkings (yuki)
they'd run into each other a few times in a few different places, and yet etienne had ever really stopped to talk to yuki. chalk it up to him always being too busy, or too focused on the task at had to really stop and make nice. but as they stepped into the diner and spotted the other at a table, ettie made the snap decision to go over and speak to them. what's the worst that could happen, after all?
"hey," they spoke softly, one hand in their pocket as the other gestured towards the seat across from yuki. "mind if i join you?"
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@etienne-canet
“You’ll see it on the news in the morning,” He responded quietly, keeping the cap of the Police Uniform’s hat pulled low over his head to partially conceal his face in the darkness. The light in the back alley came from far above them, and the brim extended from his forehead, casting his facial features into darkness. The less recognizable he was to these girls, the better. “A few of them will need medical attention,” He advised her, louder, still utilizing his British accent, “As soon as you can. Their conditions prior to their rescue have not exactly been pleasant. Trauma counseling for what they saw tonight might also be in order.” The deceptive violence they’d visited upon the Russians at the shipyard wouldn’t be something they’d soon forget. As the women began to offload from the two passenger vans, Etienne drew her to the side, out of earshot of the women. “If the police figure out what happened at the yard, they will come asking questions. We did everything in our power to conceal what happened there, and that the women were there at all, but I wanted you to know. As far as any onlookers could tell, it was a police raid.”
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She was prepared for it to be on the news. There were times where altercations could not be avoided and the public would see the light. Emilia nods her head at him, knowing exactly what she would need to do. It wouldn’t be the first time, nor would it be the last. “I will have it all sorted once they are inside. We have many people here to help.” She had some medical staff here. A hand came up to rest on his shoulder. Emilia was grateful for his help with this. He was something she could count on. She leans up to kiss his cheek. “I want to thank you for all your help. I really appreciate it. This wouldn’t have happened without you.” There were only a few people that she was comfortable with to ask for help. “We will be prepared if anyone comes asking for questions. They will have to speak to a bunch of lawyers before it gets to me.” The organisation would give time to figure it all out.
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