#04.) Azriel / Cross Your Thoughtless Heart

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Closed Starter: Azriel & Feyre Archeron ( @hcpefuldreaming ) Where: The Park

Shadows linger around Azriel from where he is sitting high in a tree, they keep him hidden from lingering eyes, but also make it easier for him to watch the people in the park. A small smile grew on his lips as he thought about a joke with a bat and a tree before it fell as he spotted someone familiar to him. Wings guided him down from his perch, before folding behind him as he walked closer to the familiar female. "Feyre," Azriel greeted, dark hues taking in his high lady to make sure she was well. "I'm glad to see you. I think if you weren't here, Rhys might lose his mind."

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Azriel was making his way home after his morning run, flowers were in his hand for Elain when he saw a familiar figure. The Lord of Bloodshead himself, his brother in all but blood. "Cassian," The shadowsinger spoke, moving closer to the bulkier male before his brows furrowed when the other male looked at him. The look in his eyes reminded Azriel of the look Nesta gave him when he first saw her in Ivy Cove. Yet he hoped he was wrong. "I just said your name, Cassian. Wanted to make sure it was you, plenty of people look like other people around here."

Cassian gave a sigh as he stretched, he was determined to get out for a run before he had to be off to work. There was so much that had to be done today but he would be damned if he skipped out on some sort of workout knowing full well he most likely wouldn't get home until late, but that was a small price to pay. Pulling on some weather appropriate clothing, he pulled on some running shoes and left his home. He took his normal route down the street and ran a few miles before he felt the burning in his muscles until he turned back home. Seeing movement from the corner of his eye, Cassian let himself slow down as he came to a stop and pulled the headphone from his ear with a small frown tugging at his brows, "I'm sorry what was that?" @ivycovestarters

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Closed Starter: Azriel & Elain Archerion ( @seccndchances ) Where: Their Apartment

Azriel was pacing their apartment, trying to figure out how to talk to Elain about their lives. Both of their lives were coming together, her sisters, Lucien, and Rhysand were here now, some without their memories and some who had them. The brunette knew that Rhys remembered him, and he wondered if his high lord would tell him to leave Elain alone again once Rhys found out, especially now that her mate was also here. The shadowsinger watched as his shadows moved about the room, like they were trying to protect him but couldn't find what was causing his unease. Brows furrowed as he paused in his pacing to watch as one crept under the door before coming back, to inform him that he wasn't going to be alone soon. Azriel straightened up, wings poised behind him, as he tried to act casual so Elain wouldn't pick up on his anxious mood. Dark hues glanced towards the door, listening for the key entering the lock while making himself a cup of coffee. He silently hoped that their conversation would end on a good note and that he wouldn't need to watch the love of his life walk away. Without his memories, he was drawn to Elain, fell in love with her, and chose to ask her to be his wife. Now that his memories were back, he was still in love with her, and the life they shared, he just hoped that she would choose him back.

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❛  seems like we’re gonna be spending a lot of time together.  ❜ Azriel & Aayla Secura ( @seccndchances )

Azriel took a sip of his coffee, attempting to wake himself up enough to engage in the conversation. Dark hues glanced up at his companion before nodding his head softly as he swallowed. "Seems like it. Shouldn't be too bad as long as you don't host these meetings so early again." He slightly joked, as his normal stoic expression faded from his face and showed off a kinder side that only certain people saw. "Next time, you supply the coffee."

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❛  see, that's what i admire about you, Azriel, your willingness to go to extremes in order to get what you want. it is a quality we both share.  ❜ (Feyre to Azriel)

"You make it sound like a bad thing? What extremes did I go to exactly? Is this about me and Elain?" Azriel questioned, eyes narrowing trying to figure out if it was supposed to feel like a backhanded comment. He knew his high lady, at least he thought he did. Maybe, he didn't, or maybe, she didn't even know who he truly was. Azriel still didn't know how many memories, Feyre had, and he had yet to ask Rhys or Elain.

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"No," The answer was quick as it fell from his lips, his shadows curling over him as he talked with the stranger. "I think if that was the case, more people that I knew who died, or killed would be here, and they aren't. Therefore, I think we were just pulled from our own homes, and brought here for reasons unknown. But for you to ask that question, I take it that you died?" Azriel questioned, wings held tightly against his back as he felt people walking behind.

Location: Kings Bar Open: @ivycovestarters

Robb stood by the bar, a drink in hand, though he had not yet taken even a sip of it. He used to drink recreationally after work, always gravitating towards whiskey or wine, but since his memories had come rushing back, he had been far more weary about what drinks he accepted--and when he let down his guard. For he could remember how his life had ended before this; his last memory in that world was a wedding's festivities, the wine flowing, the music echoing from wall to wall as people danced. And then the sound of arrows flying.

Scowling, he rattled the glass in his cup. Yesterday, he had been fun company--quick to laughter, eager for conversation. Now, he felt the irony of this bar's name: he had been a king, once. And he had died a king. All in another life.

He looked to the person next to him, wondering what world they'd come from, if they remembered it. "Do you ever think, perhaps, we've all died, and this place is our punishment from the gods?" he asked casually.

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Closed Starter for @allthatglxtters Who: Azriel & Rhysand Where: Rhysand's House

Azriel was lounging on Rhys's bed, holding a pillow to his chest, as he watched Nyx sleeping on the brunette's wing. Maybe he shouldn't have taken his brother's son from his nursery when he snuck in knowing it'll make Rhys angry, but at least he didn't wake up the little bat from his nap. Shadows curled around the room, protecting the shadowsinger and his nephew before one came over from the air duct to alert him about Rhys. The Illyrian remained where he was, almost dozing off as he waited for his high lord, while his other wing rested on top of Nyx hiding him away from anyone that might come through the entranceways.

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Closed Starter for @upgrxded Who: Azriel & Gwyn Where: Cordova Grove Campsite/Woods

Azriel didn't know how long he was in the woods, but he knew that the ice in his veins finally matched the slight chill in the air and that he was once again nothing. His shadows were curled around him, his first friends that he made while locked away in a room with just shadows as company. Azriel stared blankly into the woods, truth teller stabbed into the ground next to him, while a million thoughts filled his head, mostly surrounding The Night Court, and the Court of Nightmares. Mostly because Mor, the high lord, and the high lady weren't there to ensure nothing would go amiss. Wings flared behind him when footsteps approached him, before curling around him again. Azriel just figured that someone he knew and remembered him finally realized he was missing. A scarred hand reached out to grab truth-teller, wanting to be prepared in case they weren't someone friendly.

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❝ you’re not very good at keeping conversation, are you ? ❞ (penelope to anyone)

"I-I'm not," Azriel nodded, confirming what the other had said. He knew he didn't talk much, unless he was speaking with his family, with his Elain, the brunette didn't know if he could even call Elain his anymore, unsure of where he stood with the female he loved. He wondered if she believed that he truly thought they were a mistake. Azriel was planning on speaking to her, yet for once in his life he was truly afraid of the outcome. "I'm sorry, you have my attention now."

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Shadows curled around Azriel's wings when he spotted a familiar son of the autumn court, silently wondering if the other male remembered who he was. Yet, the Illyrian moved past him, being mindful not to bump into the other with his wings. Dark hues narrowed as he looked at the menu, before glancing over at the other when he heard him talking. "Coffee with cinnamon. Sometimes, I'll even add honey." Maybe, there was a slight tease to his words, but he wouldn't admit it, just like he wouldn't admit his coffee order to either of his brothers. "You tell anyone, I'll kill you." Amusement flickered in dark hues, as a hint of a smile crossed his lips to show he wasn't being too serious about his threat.

open starter for: @ivycovestarters

location: local coffee shop

Every once in awhile, Lucien liked to treat himself to a coffee from the local shop. More importantly, he liked to grab a sweet pastry to go with it. The coffees were more so an excuse to get out and grab whichever new pastry they had that morning. His current favorite had to be the lemon custard tart with a blueberry glaze on top.

"Oh, you can go ahead of me. I'm still trying to figure out what I want." He shuffled out of the way, closer to the windows, so the person next to him could go by if they wanted. "What do you normally get?"

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❝ lie down, you’re going to hurt yourself. ❞ (leo & any)

"I'm fine," His words were slurred as he took another sip of faewine, while his gaze slipped from the younger male. "I can fly if I so desired to, but I assure you it'll heal if I injure myself," Azriel muttered, wings tucked close to him as his shadows wrapped around them. "Thank you for the concern."

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❝ say that again. ❞ (ygritte & any)

"She chose me, and I told her it was a mistake," Azriel muttered, a hand running through his hair as he thought about that night. He lied to her, and in the process, he broke both of their hearts. At least now in Ivy Cove, they chose each other again, and it seemed like everyone they knew was happy for them. After receiving those books, he wondered if Elain had read them yet. And maybe he was hiding away to protect himself against the fallout. Azriel couldn't bare the sight of her ending things, or the tears in her eyes, and so he took to avoiding her. Spending more time in the diner, or hiding away in the cave in the woods behind their home. A home that might not be filled with Elain's laughter, or a garden filled with flowers, it was supposed to be a gift to her, but now he kept it hidden from her. "And I don't even know how to say sorry for that night, since all of my are struggling to be put into a proper letter."

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Closed Starter @tragcdyfallen Who: Azriel & Nesta

Azriel knew what he smelt like when he decided to seek out Nesta, he smelt like a mixture of Elain, and Cassian. Cassian's scent was stronger since he just left the other male's apartment. The brunette wasn't sure if the fae senses were back for the older Archeron, yet he was going to try. A wicked smile crossed his lips when his shadows alerted him of the female's presence before he slipped from the shadows that enclosed him. "Hello, Nesta." Azriel practically purred, wings held proudly behind his back. "When are you going to leave that flower lord? I mean, I don't care, it gives me more time to spend with Cassian." The brunette shrugged, hazel hues filled with an almost feral energy. "Did you know, he likes when you touch the base of his wings? Makes his eyes roll back." His shadows were amused as they curled around his arms, as Azriel told his lie. The male knew if he wanted his friend, to remember her life before this, he would need to make her almost feral over the thought of Cassian being with anyone else but her.

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Azriel's eyes narrowed at how quickly the other brunette knew he was there, normally no one could tell he was there in the shadows. The winged male stepped out from where he was, stretching out his wings before shaking his head. "My wings and water don't really mix." Azriel shrugged, before sitting on the shore and keeping his eyes on the other. "How did you know I was here? Not many people would be able to tell."

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.｡.:*☆ Qimir liked being on his own. In fact, he prefered it over everything else. Even when he could not tell why whenever being asked about. Most likely, he simply was no social person. Someone who had learned to not rely on anyone but himself...

Did that explain why he could feel the presence behimnd him before even seeing the person? Maybe. But also, Qimir was having some sort of sixth sense. Another thing he could not explain when being asked about.

"Thinking about joining?" He asled, finally facing the person while still treading water. "I maybe should warn you then. It is still rather chilling."

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Tag Drop

Anakin Solo

01.) Anakin Solo / Who's Afraid Of Little Old Me 01.) Interactions / You Should Be 01.) Mirror / Who's Afraid Of Me

Ariadne

02.) Ariadne / I Can Show You Lies 02.) Interactions / Do It With A Broken Heart 02.) Mirror / I Can Handle My Shit 02.) Ship / To Be Loved By A God

Ariel Triton

03.) Ariel Triton / But Daddy I Love Him 03.) Interactions / Not Growin Up At All 03.) Mirror / Bestowed Upon My Fakest Smiles

Azriel

04.) Azriel / Cross Your Thoughtless Heart 04.) Interactions / One Less Dagger To Sharpen 04.) Mirror / You're In Terrible Danger

Belle

05.) Belle / Secret Gardens In My Mind 05.) Interactions / I Read About It In A Book 05.) Mirror / I'll Get Lost On Purpose

Cal Kestis

06.) Cal Kestis / Old Habits Die Screaming 06.) Interactions / Even If I Die Screaming 06.) Mirror / My Longings Stay Unspoken

Cody

07.) Cody / How Did It End 07.) Interactions / Soul Was Leaving 07.) Mirror / Can't Pretend Like I Understand

Elena Gilbert

08.) Elena Gilbert / Queen Of Sandcastles 08.) Interactions / I'm Just Repeating Myself 08.) Mirror / All These Broken Parts

Evan Buckley

09.) Evan Buckley / It's Ruining My Life 09.) Interactions / Your Quiet Treason 09.) Mirror / For A Fortnight

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"It only got my attention, because I was already here. My shadows knew you were here before you even tried to seek me out. No, I suppose not. Besides, at least we're not the ones in a relationship with Tamlin." Azriel shrugged, as he pulled away and scarred hands were tucked into his pockets. "I have a good reason for that. The other two have memoryless mates, I don't have that problem." His smile turned soft when Mor mentioned him smelling like spring before a hint of laughter escaped him. "Elain is around, yes. I was just with her in her garden."

"It got your attention didn't it. After all, you boys can't have a monopoly on stupid." Mor stated with a smirk as she turned to face her favorite shadowsinger. Her eyes glancing over him up and down, "You look better off then the others. Which is good, I don't know how I'd handle three broken bats." She commented with a sly smirk. Taking a step closer as she took a whiff. "Even if you reek of spring." She teased, she knew it must have been driving Cas's allergies wild. "Did you change sides Az or is a certain Archeron close by?"