#.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⌖ ― aliyah simmons / threads

[lcthalwcapon]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⌖ ―open event starter

aliyah's hand rested on the elbow of the man who asked to accompany her to the gala. she wasn't the type that needed to have a date but she knew it would be a good look for her family and for the oea if she brought an innocent human date with her. her eyes scanned the room once they entered, immediately spotting someone. "i'm parched, would you get me a drink? the bar is over there." her red painted nail pointed in the direction for him before she removed her hand from his arm. the huntress made her way towards her target once her date had walked off. "enjoying the gala so far?"

[lcthalwcapon]

"i know you're a hybrid, sweetheart, although i bet you're feeling a whole lot more like a wolf right now. going for any moonlit walks anytime soon? don't forget your leash." she quipped right back at him, implying far more than just the impending full moon. as she listened to him, the huntress became increasingly aware of the gun she had strapped around her waist. while she was itching to arm herself, she was collected enough to remember her training. if it came down to it, she was prepared to never even reach for it. especially since, as he continued to talk, she took note of how much he severely underestimated her.

she couldn't help but to smirk at him, taunting him, as he mentioned her father. aliyah may not be as high up in the ranks as her father but she had been aware that he would make his way out before the others. she was happy he did, otherwise she'd be mourning more than just her relationship with asher. the oea wasn't a ship, nor was the captain expected to go down with it. it was called a good plan, a smart one, so that they could go on after the gala and move onto the next move in this game of chess her brother had created.

the other side didn't understand that because they depended far too much on their unnatural powers and abilities, casualties were expected and they had all signed up knowing the risk. well, not all of them. she didn't know when asher first decided to turn his back on the cause, on saving innocent people from the monsters that walked among them. she didn't know how long he had been lying to her, withholding his truth, keeping secrets. they used to be so close but now when she thought about her twin, she saw a stranger. that's what they've become to each other because the asher she knew would have come to her, trusted her.... he wouldn't have hurt her the way he had.

the only logical reasoning for it all, and she had spent some time thinking it over since the gala, was that this temperamental, immature, egotistical pyro puppy in front of her had taken advantage of her brother's compassion and manipulated him in some kind of way. it was the only way. if it wasn't, then aliyah would have to revisit the idea that maybe, just maybe, she had never been as close to her brother as she had thought. that she had been a horrible sister and because of that she had pushed him to do this. the first time this crossed her mind she broke-- and she couldn't handle breaking like that again.

it wasn't until asher was brought up that aliyah felt an opening, a weak spot in his argument, a spot of hope. this was it, asher wasn't telling him everything, or the true story. aliyah hadn't sided with her father. not completely. while she hadn't planned for jordyn to end up in the state she was in, she did that to keep her out of her father's reach. as much as she loved her father, she would choose asher over him every time. if asher had just come to her instead of this waste of good hair, she would have done anything to get him out of the association. to free him from this burden that he had. hell, if it meant saving him-- if he had come to her before the gala, before exposing himself, and confessed about the five hunters, she would have taken the blame for him. so either briggs was unsuccessfully trying to get under her skin, or her didn't have the relationship with asher that he thought he did. either asher lied to him or he completely misunderstood her and only heard what he wanted to hear. she didn't want to believe that, she wanted to believe asher understood her and everything that she had said, everything she felt, because if he didn't then that would mean they were too distant..... too disconnected to fix it.

"interesting." she mused, bringing her finger up to her chin to tease him by pretending to think over it. "so that would mean you really don't know much. are you sure you want to go with that? it's kind of embarrassing."

"You do know how to flatter me," Briggs retorted, continuing to play it like he didn't realize how angry she was, as though her body wasn't already telling him everything he needed to know. "If that's what you want to tell yourself now, be my guest, darlin'. I'm a hybrid actually, not just wolf, but I do have a pretty sweet bark. But whether I say that would all depend on what inches we're counting." Her smirk only grew, happy to add fire on fire because he had enough of one blazing. Yet, his continued in its simmer, as if it were part of him, as if he could control it. "Did I say I was talking about only the gala?" He taunted, stoking her flames. "What do I know? Hm. I know none of you really gave a damn about those hunters, they were an excuse to feed the humans before unmasking your own cruelties. I know that Daddy left you behind in the gala with a lot of supernatural way stronger than you'll ever be. Let's see, what else do I know...oh, I know your brother asked for you to be spared. He was concerned with you getting out. But let me guess, you sided with Daddy dearest anyway?"

[lcthalwcapon]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⌖ ― open event starter // @exitiumstarters // phase 2

with the night only just beginning, the huntress knew the plan and knew the fall out that would happen afterwards. of course there was no truce, those five oea agents were not so easily forgotten or ignored. "excuse me." she jested to the body that she had to step around. aliyah had to make a path to meet up with her father but that didn't mean she couldn't join in on the chaos, the knife that had been holstered on her thigh now gripped in her hand. "going to have to try harder than that, babe, i wore red for a reason." she stated with a smirk after slicing into the ribcage of someone who tried to lunged at her.

[lcthalwcapon]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⌖ ― open | @exitiumstarters

with being away from the city as long as she has, aliyah figured it was time to get reacquainted with it and the locals. an observant eye went a long way and just like any other city, the best place to do that was at a bar. people drank and talked... talked too much. it always worked for her, so she was here sitting at the bar and nursing a glass. after finishing her glass, and taking that time to get a read on everyone in the room, she stood and moved towards the group surrounding the pool table. "go on, rack 'em."

[lcthalwcapon]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⌖ ― aliyah simmons / open event starter / @exitiumstarters

"excuse you, make way!" she exclaimed, her digits wrapped around the clothing rack, and just as she could feel herself swelling with pride in being able to successfully make her way out of the 'carnival workers only tent' with the costumes that her heel got caught on something and next thing she knew she was stumbling, her hands fumbling to grip tighter on the metal to regain her footing. a laugh pulled from chest once she was standing upright.

[lcthalwcapon]

upon hearing her age, aliyah instantly took note as her interest was now peaked. though she wouldn't press it for now, she had a more subtle way of finding out information, even if some disagreed with it. "oh you're from texas? i was just in texas about 5 months ago, short visit but loved it. is your dad the reason your here? why leave such a gorgeous state?"

"uhm 28 years?" she said. artemis thought it was a strange question. she'd never had someone straight up ask her like that. she was lucky her age was still pretty young in vampire years. "okay well fair. definitely not the hunting type. even if i am from texas," she laughed.

[lcthalwcapon]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⌖ ― aliyah simmons / closed event starter / @lawfvlhunter

"alright, i'll give it do you." she admitted, trying her best to hold in a laugh as she looked down her shoes. "you were right, these were not the shoes for a carnival but you have to admit i look damn good in them." she lifted her calf as she showed off just how good she looked to the other. "sacrifices need to be made in the name of fashion sometimes, laine."

[lcthalwcapon]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⌖ ― aliyah simmons / closed event starter / @fragmcntedsouls (asher)

aliyah celebrated her brother's win, moving to sit down on the stool next to his. "all those years of training coming out in a win, i see." she couldn't help the chuckle that escaped while she handed the guy working the game some tickets. "simmon's showdown this time, think you can keep up?"

[lcthalwcapon]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⌖ ― aliyah simmons / closed event starter / @morsobitus (anyone)

she'd stopped by the magic show purely just to have a good laugh, wondering just how many actually magical beings would be in the crowd fuming over what most of them call a mockery, only to find herself truly entertained by the magician on stage. it wasn't until he called for a volunteered that she nudged the person next to her. "i bet you the next trick is where he slices someone in half, you should volunteer!"

[lcthalwcapon]

"you're welcome." she nodded, taking a step back no that she was done covering his cut. "you need to get that actually cleaned and dressed, you're no good hurt." she stated out of obligation. aliyah felt like she's just been running on autopilot lately, which was very unlike her but she also knew that enough people were questioning her so she couldn't let it be show just how much her brothers lies had affected her. "i wasn't going to ask, it's really none of my business. however, since you opened it for conversation, who was she? don't deny it, only getting one tattoo removed so far for 'aesthetic reasons'? that screams ex."

"Thanks." He lamented. It wasn't the fact he thought he was ugly. Bejo just had the everyone sees the tattoos and think less of him. Bejo the deliquent, the dirtbag, the stupid taunts he gotten back in school and the army. The feeling of not fitting in, because he was the type to think otherise. "I like my turtlenecks but you get points for trying." Bejo remarked with a smirk. He looked at the shirt bloodied and red. "Before you ask I got tatted when i was young and stupid as shit." He remarked. "I only got one removed so far for aesthetic reasons" But no one needed to know that he tatted his ex's name over his heart. How corny would he have sounded.

[lcthalwcapon]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⌖ ― aliyah simmons / @arthurxwhitfield

"what do you think a goat and fire emoji means?" after having spent a good amount of time looking at the text, she asked the closest person. "i'm thinking its an invite to dinner, but it's still up for debate."

[lcthalwcapon]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⌖ ― aliyah simmons / @fragmcntedsouls (zeke)

"i'm just saying, it took you long enough." aliyah teased him once he had closed their distance, running her index finger down jaw, her gaze that had been following it traveled to meet his dark hues. the trail that her finger was on ended under his chin, lifting it slightly so he was looking up at her, the huntress was at a slightly height advantage as she sat on top of the counter. "so long actually that i think i change my mind. new plans, we're going out." aliyah smirked, the finger that had been on his chin was now on his chest, pushing him away so she could hop off the countertop.

[lcthalwcapon]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⌖ ― aliyah simmons / @burningmyths

knowing exactly what to do to help someone in need of some comfort had never been a strong skill set for her, but she knew zera needed that, and to her surprise she wanted to be that person that could bring her some comfort. the problem was aliyah's version of comfort usually involved alcohol, no clothes, and an intense training session-- in no particular order. the difference was she knew that wasn't her version of comfort, matter of fact, she didn't know what that was for her, but she wanted to know, to learn, to be that for her. that was what pulled the huntress to the woman, aliyah very rarely felt like she was challenged, z did that for her. "it's a rage room, baby-- i have my training; i didn't know if you had a space you could just let it out."

aliyah had been keeping them so locked away from the world, from her world, but not anymore or at least for right now she had taken that plunge-- that was what it felt like to her anyway, it was more of a baby step, and brought the dragon to a local rage room. hoping more than anything that this would help her. the huntress's gaze lingered on the beautiful features of the woman next to her, gently giving their intertwined fingers a squeeze as she waiting to see what zera's next move would be.

[lcthalwcapon]

Having just left the dance floor, aliyah was making her way to find everleigh when she found herself coming face to face with her twin brother. Her lips parted in greeting, though the greeting was silenced by his next statement. The huntress arched a brow at him, a hand moving to settle on her hip. "Seriously, ash? Act like you've been here before."

@exitiumstarters ✦ asher simmons

Everything about the facade that had been orchestrated by the OEA and now by the Mikaelson's felt false. From the moment he'd stepped into the hall of the compound, the atmosphere had been palpable, as if everybody in attendance was just waiting for the other shoe to drop. And whilst he knew that his father wouldn’t be amongst those attending; far too intelligent to risk it, it didn’t stop the unpleasant thoughts of 'what if' from plaguing Asher's subconscious.

The entire evening was going to be testing out those new skills he'd acquired in therapy, but he wasn’t going to allow for his anxiety – nor his obsession with locating his father rule him. Instead, he knew that he had to remain alert.

Despite the intention to remain alert, he figured that one glass of champagne wouldn't hurt and as he took a sip, he kicked himself for what he was about to say, "shit, this tastes more expensive than an entire months salary."

[lcthalwcapon]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⌖ ― starter / @missionfocusedaj

"you are a hard man to find." aliyah teased as she entered the room. the huntress immediately made herself comfortable as she pulled her bag off her shoulder, dropping it down in one of the chairs in the room and then dropping her ass down in the one next to it. "i'm aliyah simmons, and i do believe we haven't met yet." she grinned at him after introducing herself.

[lcthalwcapon]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⌖ ― aliyah simmons / closed starter / @splintcredspirits (asher)

"did i miss your text?" aliyah verbally wondered out loud after walking into her living room only to unexpectedly find her twin brother sitting on her couch. she'd given him a key in case of emergencies to quell his nerves but there didn't appear to be any kind of emergency going on.