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      Full Sail | In Town (RP Thread)

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      23 hours ago, AJ Lee said:


      He was hard not to stare at. Especially right now with the way the remnants of moonlight hit the side of his face from the window near the front door. Did he blush? That made the corner of her mouth turn up before he went on with his friendly advice. AJ's hands come to rest on her hips, the comfy cotton material making her feel like its a safety blanket. Should she really be this upset over somebody she's known for less than 24 hours? The trouble warning makes her smirk and she does nothing but smile at him, her features soft. "Y'know, I've been trying to steer clear of trouble for years but that asshole just sneaks up on me all the time." She says, her tone light-hearted. That sounds like any other town she stepped foot in after leaving home. "But really..I'll keep an eye out. You've just gotta promise me you'll do the same." Chaos wasn't the right word to describe things most of the time...unless, of course, she brought them on herself...so that was intriguing to her. She glances around at the walls and shrugs. "One wrong gust of wind and this thing might turn into a box of tooth picks but she'll be a fun fixer up." AJ takes the card from him, balances it between her index finger and middle finger for a moment, before placing it down on the table where she keeps her car keys. She finally looks back at him and lets out a breath. "You know where I'll be. Make sure you advertise in the woods and the next time, dinner is on me." She says before she steps forward and kisses him one last time. It's short, but it's just one more spark of that electric feeling. " I'll see ya, Phil." She says softly. April isn't hard on goodbyes. She'd slammed the door in many faces with no regret. She didn't lose sleep over that sort of thing, but when she went to say goodbye to him those words wouldn't come out. 'See ya' in her eyes, left room for another meeting. Even if it was a snowball's chance in heel. AJ crossed her arms and took her turn leaning against the wall. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the shadows of trees but something was in them. Almost like shadows hiding within shadows. It was like they ran forward to catch a glimpse of life before vanishing into the trees. They were the voices. They were the chaos...and maybe chaos was just going to have to be something she became comfortable with.


      Smirking as AJ quietly kisses him, Phil frowns as the moment ends almost as soon as it starts. It takes everything within him not to reach out to her once more, to take her in his arms like he had before. Glancing at her as she lays against the doorway, mimicking him, Phil can't help but shake a growing feeling of uncomfort deep inside of him. It had made an appearance throughout the night, but now it was more prevalent than ever. Looking around carefully, his dark gaze sees nothing unusual or out of the ordinary, confusing him. Turning back to AJ, he almost flinches as he gazes into a familiar set of warm brown eyes, eyes that didn't belong to the stranger he had spent the night with. Just like that, the remnants of the fire from before are put out, only leaving behind cold ash. Where AJ's hair was once dark and stormy, now it was a familiar shade of gold, falling around her in soft curls. Her features were replaced by those of a tempting and alluring individual, a person he thought he'd never see again. Carmella stares back at him, at first lovingly, then accusingly. Her eyes bore into him, hurting him unlike anything he had felt before. Shaking his head, he turns back to find AJ once more, with no sign of Carmella in sight. Cursing as the familiar sensations return to him, he makes his way down the steps of AJ's home in a hurry. "See ya, gorgeous. Take care, alright?" Phil says abruptly, shoving his hands into his jacket as he makes his hurried exit. Hopping into his old truck, he gives AJ one last wave before driving back to Luke and Serena, confused at what had just transpired.


      Driving along the lonely outskirts of town in silence, Phil's thoughts constantly turn back to those last few moments with AJ and the sense of dread that was following him since. He had seen Carmella standing in front of him, even when she wasn't there. The unsettling moment shared the same strange and unnerving feeling that tinted his memories of the gala and all of his recurring nightmares. It frustrated him, but worried him as well. Was there something wrong with Carmella? He couldn't quite say, and that ate away at him, even today. "No. You're just siking yourself out. She's alright. You're just... drunk." Phil quietly reassures himself, refusing to surround himself with all of the negativity he had left behind. Turning on the radio, he hums along to the music to distract himself from everything, wanting to just meet up with the rest of the band and leave Full Sail once and for all. Gazing out into the surrounding forest, Phil feels himself lose control when his eyes meet an unsightly scene. Off in a nearby clearing, strung up on the branches of a towering tree, swayed the bodies of countless of women. Their clothes were tattered, their skin pale and on the brink of rotting. Feeling his hands begin to burn once more as he looks on, he lets go of the steering wheel in pain, cursing as the flames begin to surround him. As he struggles to control what's occurring, Phil braces himself as the truck barrels into a nearby tree, sending metal and glass into the air.

      At first, Phil sees nothing but black. Then, red. Nothing but red. Feeling himself slowly return to consciousness, he struggles to exit the car, limited by his poor sight and something else. Cursing in pain, Phil desperately wipes away at the red in his eyes, feeling a slick substance cover his hands as he tries to see. Managing to make out certain things around him, Phil pushes against the broken door of his car to make his exit, only to be restrained once more. A sudden sharp pain stabs at his leg, eliciting a deep growl from him. Looking down, he sees that part of the truck has crushed his right leg, preventing his escape. Cursing, Phil desperately looks around for his phone, only to find nothing but twisted metal and shards of glass. Feeling himself gradually slip back into unconsciousness, Phil yells out for help, only to hear no response. As he quietly accepts his situation, Phil manages to hear the soft footsteps of someone in the woods after an eternity. Then, another. And another, and another, and another until eventually he hears a large group approach the accident. Thankful, Phil attempts to call out to them, to no avail. Once they reach him, they stand in silence, surrounding the accident without a word. Unsure of why they weren't responding, Phil is able to find his answer by staring outside once more. It was the women from before, the ropes around their necks now falling behind them like a braid. They stare blankly at him, not responding to any of his calls. Panicking, Phil feels the furious flame surround him even more, burning away at him minute by minute. Then, he feels a familiar hand take ahold of his face, turning him towards where she sat, unharmed. It wasn't Carmella, and it wasn't AJ, but Phil couldn't shake the feeling that he knew her. Staring at her wild blonde hair and alluring features, he listens carefully before going back to black, her clawed hand lingering seductively on his tattooed chest.

      Bring me the grimoire, Phil. Bring me the grimoire.



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