Fandom American Horror Story: Coven

[WrittenHollowness]

As the others exited the office, Elliot fought the urge to go away with him. He had wanted to deny the fact that the deranged psycho had a special eye for his hide. But the fact that Cordelia's hand still lay on his shoulder said everything he was trying not to. Kyle nodded his head to the headmistress as he closed the door behind himself. The "click" let Eli know that whatever was going to be said was of high priority and was to be kept between the tow of them only. He walked over and took a seat in the high-backed chair before Cordelia's desk. A nicely decorated afghan had been thrown over the top, adding a much needed dash of color to the bleak cream-shaded fabric. "Miss Goode," he began, chewing his lips while thinking of the right things to say, "I think that our student/teacher relationship would flow a heck of a lot better if we were honest with one another." Eli crossed his arms and stared her down, his grey eyes hardening into a sharp steel silver.

 

[EtherealDarkling]

Dexter watched as everyone else filed out of the room. His gaze lingered on Makaela briefly as she stumbled out, him being suspicious of her the most. His eyes narrowed slightly and he turned to Cordelia after everyone except Eli was left in the room. "Are you sure that you want to let her go? She snuck out knowing that you'd dissaprove. Despite how loose she is, she's still dangerous out on her own." he then pointed to his throat to convey his next point."There was definitely signs of ice magic in her throat, mine went really cold when I scanned her. I suggest we interview her tomorrow to see what she says."





Natasha had slipped out from behind the door after she heard heels click towards the doorway. Luckily the girl was too drunk to notice and she faked it so that it would like she was just passing by the door. Someone else was approaching the staircase but she didn't look to see who it was; she moved away so whoever it was didn't notice her. She hid from Makaela as she approached from behind by ducking into a nearby bathroom until she passed by. When she peeked out, Lucian was already inside the office and the other students already filed out; Makaela was halfway down the hallway. She quietly made her way downstairs, greeting some of them who she passed by. Her room was on the first floor, just outside the greenhouse. Changing out of her kitchen robes, she dressed herself in a black dress with leggings and heels followed by a leather jacket and a black brimmed hat to top it off. Large golden earrings dangled from her ears as she put them on. Before she left, she performed a transmutation spell on herself making a copy of herself and sending it to fake-sleep on her bed. And with that, she was on her way to greet a former old friend, Helen.

 

[Noah]

Benjamin sorely got up from his seat and walked out from the hall. He noticed that Eli was pulled to the side by Cordelia. Obviously there was some concern for the warlock. The thought was dismissed as a throb of pain came into Ben's chest. A slight scowl formed on his faced before he walked briskly into his room. Opening a bag, Benjamin pulled out some ingredients and quickly brewed a pain-killing potion. After rubbing some potion on his chest, Benjamin walked out his room feeling a bit better, and hungry. Ben made his way to the kitchen as Cordelia said that Kyle would be there preparing food. Noticing Collete in a seat already, Benjamin decided to go over and sit next to her. "Hello there." Ben said. He noticed the bandages and could notice some ointment applied. "Comfrey salve huh? Smart. It causes your cells to divide faster and thus faster healing." Benjamin said, stating his knowledge.

 

[heysappho]

Colette smiled to Benjamin, and nodded. "Yes. I have teas and bandages made as well. Enough for everyone I saw with burns. Just somehting simple enough to help the generals." She said, using a bobby pin from her hair to fasten the bandage, and put her hands up on the table. She was tired, but not as much so as she was expecting. Enough energy to help the others but after that, she was sure Kyle would be knocking on her door and waking her up to remind her of food.


"Are you in need of anything? I have things for bruises as well."

 

[VividVero]

Cordelia frowned towards Eli's remark as she listened in at Dexters accusation of Makalea. "If you have reasons of suspicion then I will keep an eye on her for the proceeding days to come. Ill arrange a meeting for her as well later in the day. Its better to not wait for tomorrow to come and nip it in the bud as soon as possible. Ill give her a bit of time to herself for now seeing as she must be exhausted from the following events of last night. Interrogating her now may just set her more on edge then she already is. Thank you for bringing up these concerns though Dexter, any concerns that are brought up here are noted and addressed."


Kyle had taken Lucian to the office briefly to say a quick hello to Cordelia, but quickly turned around when seeing her concerned and slightly hardened features due to the situation at hand weighing on her mind. Along with her seeming to be in a conversation still with the other students, he noted that maybe it would be better to introduce Lucian to her when eating. Escorting him upstairs he decided to place Lucian in Ashtons room due to his room mate having left suddenly from the academy. Cold feet he assumed. Allowing the young adult into the room he explained. "This is your new room, your room mate is actually the guy you ran into on the way inside. Breakfast will be made soon. We all eat in the dining room together so you wont have that hard of a time meeting people here. Ms. Goode will meet with you later to welcome you into the academy, at the moment she is busy. If you have any questions feel free to ask me in the mean time. Speaking of questions do you have any at the moment?" He asked before turning to leave.

 

[EtherealDarkling]

Dexter's eyes softened a little bit as he listened to Cordelia's response. He sighed inaudibly, and a hint of a smile formed on his face. He appreciated the Supreme's ability to make sound decisions like this, it was less stressful for him knowing that there was someone in charge to keep things in line. He glanced at Eli who had been glaring at them as they spoke. Despite the signs of injury plastered on his face, he could make out his attractive features underneath it, his silver eyes not helping him keep out the dormant thoughts that echoed in his mind. He cleared his throat abruptly. "I'll leave you two alone then, don't mind me." he remarked with an awkward smile. He passed by Eli staring straight ahead but had glanced at him again before he left the room.

 

[Noah]

Benjamin shook his head. "It is all right. Thank you though." he said to Colette. "I am currently using some of my potions to numb the pain." Benjamin's stomach growled and his cheeks grew slightly red. "Sorry, I'm a bit hungry. Do you know when the food will be ready?" Ben asked. His body needs energy since a lot was used last night. It was hectic, plus internally, Benjamin's body is hard at work repairing/replacing injured cells.

 

[EtherealDarkling]

Lucian took note of the amount of students that filed their way out of the office, injuries and such riddling their bodies. They were all dressed like they had gone out somewhere and connected this to the dirtied carpet from the entrance. He was too intimidated by that many people to respond to any of them as they walked by, his eyebrows furrowing again and his eyes focusing on the boots he was wearing. He was lead upstairs to his bedroom after seeing that whomever the lady was, was kinda preoccupied. His eyes wandered around the bedroom in awe. This was the first time he had his own room in years. He was relatively speechless at this until Kyle spoke. He shook his head silently, deciding it best not pry into what happened that night. "No, but thank you.. Kyle." He replied softly, a smile forming his lips, the first time he did so since he got there. There were many questions he had, but decided it best that he had some time to think to himself. He enough for one night. 
It was pretty late out tonight, most of the stores around the block closing up for the night. It was a mildly long walk up to the Voodoo witches' territory, but Natasha could clearly make out her way around the neighborhood like she once did many times before. She strolled her way up to Helen's hair salon, black large glasses framing half of her face from under her hat. The bells rang out up front as it signaled her presence. She made her way up to the front desk, her already sensing the Voodoo Queen nearby. Nobody was up front at the moment, so she waited patiently, knowing that she'd be up to greet her relatively shortly.

 

[WrittenHollowness]

Helen strolled out upon hearing--and sensing--someone enter her shop. Her dark eyes lit up a bit whenher she saw that it was none other than Nat. "Hey gurl, sit ya ass down. You look tired." The vodoo priestess waved her friend over to a chair. "Can I get ya somethin'? Water? Vodka?" She asked, cackling afterward. "But first, let me get at that nappy head of yours. I'ts been too long, and we have a hell of a lot to discuss--especially about that cute little white-bread boy who almost knocked me outta my socks."


(this might be fun)

 

[EtherealDarkling]

Natasha removed her large hat as she heard Helen's voice, a pleasant smile forming her lips as she then went to slowly remove her shades. The hat revealed a nappy mess indeed, Her thick hair currently in messy and clumped curls on her head. Natasha gave a throaty laugh at Helen's first sentences as she made her way to the chair she signaled to. "Nice to see you to Hel. There's a lot to discuss indeed, this flop on my head being one of em'." she replied, ignoring the comment that followed, partly because she didn't know who she referred to. Nat got a good look at her old friend, seeing that her appearance had not changed since they last seen each other. "Looks like she still got that deal with Legba goin'.." she thought with melancholy, hiding it under the sassiest grin. "You're lookin' good girl!"

 

[WrittenHollowness]

"Cut the shit honey," Helen drawled as her old friend sat down. She may have been born in the 40's, but she still had the jump on most witches that came to her. She began combing and sectioning off parts of the girl's hair as her hot comb began percolating. "I know you are in cohorts with the Coven uptown. Girl, I can smell that shit on you. So, be honest to me and I won't have to use that beautiful face as a hanky. Okay?" she pulled a little tight on one end of Nat's hair just to prove a point of how helpless she was in this Queen's shop.

 

[EtherealDarkling]

Natasha's head jerked upwards at the tug causing some minor pain at that particular spot, but she didn't openly show her discomfort. Nat sighed a bit, predicting that Helen would act this way. "Gladly. More than happy to. I'm more than obliged to be up front with you as long as you do the same. I'm pleased to see you treat your customers as well as you used to." she replied with a hint of sarcasm laced in her tone, her smile now fading now that she was allowed to cut the sister-sister act. She crossed her legs the other way around, just to show how calm and unintimidated she was of her. "So I heard a bit about tonight. There was a nasty little fire inside of that club that you owned. It's too bad it was left in such a state. I feel sorry for all of those people that passed away in there. Your heart must be so heavy." Nat's voice growing increasingly gentle, despite the malice in her words. "I wanted to get your take on the events. My people were in there after all and they were in your care."

 

[WrittenHollowness]

Helen giggled manically as she began pulling the hot comb through Nat's head. "You got some nerve, coming in here and demanding the answers to things you already know." The hair began to straighten rather quickly. Luscious silk seemed to be created at Helen's touch. "They killed her. They killed my family--our family. They deserve to pay. Every single person in that damned coven of bimbos. Except for the Male....somethin' just ain't right about that Eli." Helen finished straightening the kink and began braiding some of the hair back in a simple, yet elegant, fashion. "Come back, Natalie. I honestly don't want to hurt you, and you'll be forgiven for the betrayal. We can rule together...my best friend doesn't deserve to die." Helen begged, finishing her friend's up-do.

 

[EtherealDarkling]

Natasha visibly narrowed her eyes, her focus on one of the mannequins on display on a rack, stylized wigs resting on each one. "She hasn't changed a bit." She felt the urge to shake her head in disapproval, but had stopped to mentally take note of the male witch she had mentioned. "Since when did you become so blind? Them 'bimbos' weren't responsible for what took place those many years ago. Yeah Fiona was no good, but it was some racist white heffa who put her in the ground and some bafoon without his head on straight who gunned everyone down in this very shop. That's who. And all of it was because our aunt couldn't let the past be the past. The same thing your doing based on your actions tonight. How many of them you gonna drag to hell just to get to them? You know how many of us we lost because of her? I lost my ba--" Nat had to stop herself from finishing that statement or else she would've broke down into tears. "What about the treaty? Your just gonna break it now?! I was rooting for you, we all were! And for you to sacrifice everything just to get even... It's abysmal to me--it blows my mind."

 

[WrittenHollowness]

Helen stared coldly at the ground after hearing Nat's piece. When the yelling came to a close and the silence was at it's most deafening, she spoke. "Fine, if that's the way you feel, I'll do this myself. But, trust me when I say that there are more forces at work than lil ole me. I'm sure you knew he was there last night, getting drunk off their souls." Helen's voice was as deep as a grave, her fingers as cold as death while straightening the red ribbons that had been braided into Nat's head. "Go on and tell your little friends I'm coming for them. And tell them they had better hope it's me that finds 'em." And with that, she spun on her heel and disappeared into the depths of the salon, just as how she appeared.

 

[EtherealDarkling]

Natasha's eyes widened at the mere hint of him being there. She hadn't realized that he was capable doing that out in the open. Panic rushed up inside of her, her hands clutching the arms of the leather chair. After Helen left, Natasha peered into the mirror one last time, admiring her handy work before slipping the large black hat over her hairdo, followed by her shades. Then she was out. She was extremely troubled by this new information, the severity of the danger plaguing her mind and the thought of keeping everyone safe a constant stressor as she made her way back to the mansion. She couldn't let anyone else know she had been there, but she couldn't ignore the grave danger all of her friends were in. Nat crossed her way out of the Voodoo witch's territory and was several blocks away from arriving at the Coven. She would have to sneak back inside in order for no one to that she had been out.

 

[EtherealDarkling]

(I'm really hoping this hasn't died yet, I'm all for starting a new one since most of the people are gone.)

 

[WrittenHollowness]

(As co-author, I'm gonna have to either pull some strings to make this work of let it die. Please don't make me have to put Eli down.)

 

[EtherealDarkling]

We might have to start another thread for this since most of everyone left. We can still keep our characters and the main ones but I'm not comfortable playing as any of the canon characters since I have 4 characters to look after. (I haven't even introduced my last one yet.)