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A sly smile curved Azlee’s lips as she accepted the glass from her brother, her touch light against Lucien’s. “Flatterer,” she murmured, a hint of amusement glimmering in her dark eyes as she raised the drink to her lips. “Your favorite sibling?” A single brow arched in dry amusement. “I’ll try to contain my shock.” Her tone, though cool, carried the faintest warmth beneath its polished veneer. Tilting her head, she studied him for a moment, her smile softening. “I’m well enough," she paused, the flicker of something unsaid passing through her eyes. “I almost didn’t come tonight but you know I was never one to pass up a good party.” She tilted her head, a dark curl slipping over her shoulder, as a smirk chased away the more solemn expression. “So, how is my favorite brother faring this fine evening?” she teased, echoing his own sentiment with a knowing look. The playful jab masked deeper things she wasn’t quite ready to say... but perhaps he would hear them anyway. He always had a knack for that.

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THERE WAS A TIME WHEN LUCIEN USED TO ENJOY SUCH EVENTS. now, he just found them a little tedious. however, he always showed up to them. shaking his head, lucien raised a glass out to his sister as he approached. "looking lovely as always, dear sister." he spoke as she took the offered glass. "how is my favourite sibling tonight?" his tone playful. while they had been the closest at one point... it was something he actually said to all his siblings, and they all knew it.

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NYE 2025 Ball at Town Hall: Azlee Blackthorne

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Azlee chuckled softly, the warmth in her voice familiar and unguarded, as if the years hadn’t stretched between them. She knew exactly what he was asking. It wasn’t about her physical scars; those were fading, but the ones left in the corners of her mind that lingered a little longer. "You're always too perceptive," she said with a small sigh, her gaze drifting for a moment before meeting his eyes again. "I guess I’ve been… trying to make sense of things. Been a lot of changes. You know how it is." She paused, leaning back in her chair, her lips curving into a soft smile, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. "I’ve had worse seasons though," she said, her voice growing quieter, more thoughtful. "I’m still here, still standing." She met his gaze then, her expression lightening. "Enough about me. How about you, Vik? You’ve been back a little while now… What’s going on in that mind of yours?"

{ closed starter. } - viktor and azlee.

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HE COULDN'T HELP THE AMUSED LOOK THAT HE GAVE HER. despite everything that was going on, the two finally had a moment to catch up. and like always, their conversation started on the lighter side. "don't try to distract me." he playfully demanded. "now... tell me how you're really doing." it wasn't a question and he knew that azlee knew that. he knew she was healed up at this point, they both knew he meant emotionally, mentally... he didn't really remember how their friendship started, it just DID. and while they could go some time without being around each other, every time they met up again, it was like no time passed.

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“I don’t mind hosting. It’s been a while since the manor was filled with family for something other than a crisis," she chuckled lightly, her expression softening at the thought of Aida learning holiday recipes. “And I think it’s wonderful that you’ve been teaching Aida. She’s always been eager to learn when it’s something that brings people together. You two can bring what you’ve prepared and I’ll make a few dishes myself.”

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"Your place is probably the best option for holiday dinner, but don't worry. I'm more than happy to do the cooking. And I've been teaching Aida some holiday recipes so we could whip something up at Erik's and bring it here to save some time," Natalie suggested, resting her chin on her hand. "Are you okay with that? If not, we could just use the restaurant."

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Azlee smirked, leaning against the doorframe as Erik approached. "You’re supposed to, yes," she said, folding her arms, "but I like to think of them as little time capsules. Each one tells a story." She glanced back at the Jack-o-Lanterns, some starting to sag and wrinkle. "Or maybe I’ve just been too lazy to toss them," she added with a teasing shrug. "What brings you here? Surely it’s not my questionable pumpkin etiquette."

🎃 - Our muses carve Jack-o-Lanterns together.

"You know you're supposed to throw the pumpkins away after Halloween, right?" Erik asked, nodding to the Jack-o-Lanterns as he walked up to her front door, "Been busy or something?" he joked.

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Azlee smirked at the younger woman when she paid for their tickets, beating her to the punch. "Well thank you, Adelina. You're always so thoughtful," she said, tucking her hands into her coat pockets as they stepped away from the counter. She glanced around the bustling theater, the laughter and chatter of costumed patrons filling the air.

"You’re probably right," Azlee mused as they walked toward Screen 3. "If Halloween had stayed rooted in its original spookier traditions, I don’t think it would have become this worldwide celebration." Pausing just outside the theater door, she glanced over at her friend, "But I do appreciate the ones who still honor the spirits quietly, in their own way. It feels... grounding."

Adelina loved her traditions. When you lived this long, you always need something to look forward to. Halloween had changed so much over the years and so had her traditions. After moving to Northknot, going to see a scary movie had become that tradition and she never failed to do so every year, even if she wasn't in town. It was nice to have the company of Azlee this year, especially when she so often did this by herself.

When Azlee commented on the nature of the holiday, Addy could only nod in agreement, "I suppose so. Though I still know many who take this time to honour the spirits," she replied, "I don't think everyone would celebrate if it still had spookier connotations," she added as they stepped to the front of the line. Before the other could protest, she ordered and paid for the tickets for both of them, "My treat. We're in Screen 3."

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Azlee’s step faltered the moment her eyes landed on Ashlyn, a flicker of surprise breaking through her usually composed demeanor. It had been years... and while she often wondered about the younger vampire's well-being, seeing her here, now, was like a memory come alive. Her gaze quickly swept over Ashlyn, almost instinctively checking to see if she was okay, and her lips pressed into a faint but warm smile. “Ashlyn,” Azlee greeted, her voice calm, steady; soft in a way it rarely was with anyone else. “It’s... been a while.”

She studied the younger vampire’s face for a moment, searching for any hint of how this unexpected meeting was landing on her. There was tension, sure, but something else Azlee couldn’t quite place. “I didn’t expect to see you here either. Just passing through or…?” she trailed off, not wanting to assume too much but the question lingered in her expression. She shifted the bag in her hand and took a small step forward. “How have you been?” she asked. Though her words were casual, there was an undercurrent of care that Azlee couldn’t quite help, even if she was unsure how welcomed it would be. "Are you doing alright?

{ closed starter. } - ashlyn and azlee.

SHE'S ALIVE! SHE'S ALIVE AND SHE'S HERE! SHE'S ALIVE, HERE, AND JUST LIKE ME! her mind seemed like it was running a mile a minute and just in circles. it was a lot to process, but she was trying. part of her was excited. part of her was scared. ashlyn didn't really know what to do with this information about her sister. she wanted to get to know her all over again. wanted to know everything that happened. wanted her to know that she looked for her. but she also felt very lost. didn't know where to start.

which is why she felt so overwhelmed NOW. she was making her way to a studio she was told about. when she was overwhelmed like this, she wanted to not have to think at all. she was so focused on that, that she didn't realise that azlee was walking out of the store she was passing until it was too late. "stai scherzando." she mumbled in italian under her breath when they made eye contact. ash has spoken to az since being turned against her will... has even had moments where she's gone to her for help. but there was always that part that DIDN'T couldn't forgive the original vampire. "az... hi. i didn't realise–" she stopped trailed off. she knew that the original vampire and her family founded this town. had even know that az was here a lot. but she guessed part of her wished this would be a time that az WASN'T in town. smiling awkwardly at the elder vampire, ashlyn tried to clear her head to focus.

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Azlee's expression softened further, a flicker of surprise and pride crossing her features as she held the younger woman's hand. "Audrey," she began, her voice trembling slightly, though whether from emotion or her weakened state was unclear. "That means more to me than I can even say. You’ve always been a part of me, and making it official…” She paused to gather her breath, her smile growing as she gave Audrey’s hand a gentle squeeze. “It’s your choice but if that’s what you want, I’d be honored. But do know, you've always been my daughter. It never mattered what name you carried."

"I promise," Audrey said, "Always." She nodded at her, a small smile on her face. "I think... I don't know if it counts because I'm technically dead but... I want to change my last name, to your last night. I don't want any connection to my father anymore. I don't want him to have anything over me anymore."

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Azlee chuckled softly at her brother’s comment, her gaze flickering to Natalie on the dance floor before settling back on Erik. “I don’t know about that. We all carry our fair share of flaws, but you’ve always had a way of seeing the best in people; yourself included. Maybe I just haven’t been as kind to myself?” she said as she swirled the drink in her glass absentmindedly, her expression softening. “Finding my Natalie… It’s a nice thought. Maybe I will, someday? If eternity has taught me anything, it’s that surprises can come when you least expect them.”

Erik laughed softly, "Azlee, we're all flawed. That's practically synonymous with Blackthorne," he continued, "You are certainly less flawed than me and if I can find someone, you're more than deserving. You just need to find your Natalie."

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Azlee nodded slightly, leaning back in her chair. “A few things, yeah, but nothing concrete. Just bits and pieces; mentions of a group that might’ve been them, but it’s all vague.” She gestured toward the books Nova had brought. “That’s why I’m here. Figured it couldn’t hurt to dig deeper. Maybe together, we’ll find something they missed?”

"Did you find anything though?" Nova asked. "Maybe it could be something even if they were mentioned."

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👻 - our muses attend a Halloween movie at The Moviehouse | Azlee & Adelina

Azlee had always adored Spooky Season. This was her first real outing since the attack, and Halloween, her favorite holiday, despite it being her birthday, felt special. She had witnessed its origins firsthand; back in the day, it was a time for revering the spirits, not just costumes and candy. Not long after she and her siblings became vampires and ended their father’s tyranny, Azlee had ventured to Celtic Ireland, joining in the Samhain festivities. Practices like leaving food offerings for the aos sí to ensure peace, lighting bonfires to assist with divination rituals, and carving scary faces into turnips to ward off evil spirits, all to honor the dead, felt profound for the young vampire, who was still coming to terms with her newfound immortality. Now, though Halloween was more of a playful celebration, she loved it just the same, still observing a few Samhain traditions quietly on her own, honoring the roots that made the season meaningful to her. Standing in line for popcorn at the theater to see Salem’s Lot, Azlee turned to Adelina, a soft smile tugging at her lips. “It’s strange,” she murmured, “how a holiday that once honored the spirits has become something so… lighthearted. But maybe that’s the charm of it now. Even the darkest things don’t seem so lonely.” @immcrtalsx

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Azlee Blackthorne as a Ghastly Statue of Liberty

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Azlee nodded at Adelina's words as she sipped her drink. She had to agree. She thought Alex and Mariza were really good together; a fine example of true love. When Adelina started talking about her date, Azlee couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her lips when she finished. "Oh, right," she said. "She's a dealer down at the casino. I thought she looked familiar. You two looked pretty hot together out on the dance floor."

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"I'm totally on your side," she said as she finished her drink and ordered another. Azlee had been teetering the line between sober and drunk for a while now. Although she wanted to remain vigilant in case something happened, she really wanted to let loose and enjoy herself. "Do you want something to drink? My treat."

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"Okay, you go find Cade," Azlee said, gently squeezing her daughter's hand. "And I—I know you want me to get to safety, but I can’t just leave these people behind. Some of them are defenseless, and I’ve lived too long to stand by and do nothing. You’ve always known me as a protector and that won’t change now. If I can help, I must. I need you to trust me, just like I trust you. We’ll get through this together but I have to stay and fight."

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Azlee managed a faint smile; her eyes, though tired, shone with the deep affection and resolve that had always defined her. "Rest assured, my dear," she said softly, her voice gaining a bit of strength. "I'm not planning on going anywhere. And as for my siblings… well, you know how they can be. They might be out there but they’re always ready to rally for family." She reached out weakly, her hand finding Audrey's. "Just promise me one thing... when I get back on my feet, we'll face whatever comes next together. We’ve weathered storms before and we'll face this one too."

"You better not," Audrey replied to her saying she wasn't going anywhere. "Or else I'll be really pissed." Audrey leaned forward. "I also don't think I'd want to witness any of your siblings if something ever happened to you. I'm pretty sure they're all still outside."

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Azlee's eyes fluttered open, and she slowly turned her head towards her daughter, her voice weak but filled with the strength she always carried. "Audrey… I'm here, and I always will be. I'm not going anywhere," she paused, breathing deeply, her gaze softening. "You don't need to apologize. You are my light; always been, even when the darkness tried to swallow me whole. I'm so proud of you, and I need you too; more than you'll ever know."

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Audrey leaned her head on the side of the chair, "I'm sorry," she whispered, though she wasn't sure if Azlee could hear her right then. "I know technically you can't die from this, but I need to know you're alright. I need you still, and I'm sorry I never told you that. You're the only one who ever cared about me, at least in the way it mattered when I was a kid."