Posted: Sun May 05, 2019 11:13 pm Post subject: Hava
Ava for the longest time, was always one of the boys. With her two older twin brothers, and even her mother’s influence as Remedy was not a feminine person to say the least, Ava was often scrappy in boyish in her demeanor as well as appearance. But with age and the coming of her cousins Manon and Lucita, Ava had been able to come into her own. She was very much a ‘teen,’ she was often on her phone or laptop, trolling the mall with her girlfriends and coming home with heavy bags from forever 21. She had filled out nicely, a figure closer to that of her maternal grandmother than Remedy’s. Plump as a peach with slopping curves, her lips a heart shape and often painted red. She had a lot of her father’s European features, alabaster skin and light eyes, a curved chin and diamond shaped face. Her nose had a soft bridge and small nostrils, a rhinestone piercing through the left nostril. She had a wide smile, a slight overbite and a mildly offset front tooth from wrestling with her brothers when she was little, knocking a baby tooth out too soon and allowing an adult tooth to grow in uneven to it’s pair.
A pretty girl, confident and flirtatious, but still scrappy and boyish on the inside.
Her cousin Manon, whom she had paired up with today was also very pretty of course. A nice blend of her parents features, a little bronze but not as tan as her mother. Her face a little more square, a long jaw and a face of sun kissed freckles and pink lips. Her eyes were also light, a mossy green color but wider than Ava’s with curly lashes. In comparison she was a ‘natural beauty’ in the sense she did not paint her lips or prick large hoops in her lobes. Her frame much more slight, short and thin, small wrists and a dainty waist.
They couldn’t have looked more different next to each other walking up to the Society, arm in arm. Ava with her hair pulled back in a high ponytail and wore an oversized hoodie that had been tie dyed and bleached, the sleeves slightly frayed from time. to complete the outfit was a pair of tall black boots, thick heels clicking on the sidewalk in time with Manon’s quiet tennis shoes. Manon’s own fluffy hair was down, a little damp as it was air drying post shower. She wore a plain white crop top and Levi cut offs, the sleeves of her crop top were rolled up on one side from the bag she was carrying. The two were out on the town, but had to make a special delivery to JJ, Manon’s Dad and Ava’s uncle. Roxanne, their grandmother had made lunch for her husband and son and tasked the girls to bring her best boys some food.
In another life, Haneul Son might have been able to live peacefully. He would only have to worry about mundane things like not missing the train, whether or not he should eat out, if he could get away with wearing the same shirt two days in a row. His worries would be so easily managed and he certainly wouldn't have to worry about what others thought of him because of the way he looked or because of what he was.
Though not conventionally so, Han was undeniably a handsome young man. His father used to tell him that he looked like his mother, who he often remarked was as "beautiful as the moon". Han could neither confirm nor deny his father's remark as she was gone long before he could even remember her, but he must have looked like her because he only just barely looked like his father, save for his otherworldly qualities. His face was round, but not unpleasantly so, and his eyes were softly narrow in the way it always looked like he was smiling even when he wasn't. The soft features his mother left him were often overlooked however as it was hard for people to get passed what his father had left in him. Like Han's father, Han bore the traits of the mythical haechi with scaled skin the color of lavender, and sharp canines that were so large they protruded from his mouth. There were times, even, when a horn would protrude from his forehead, though he usually managed to keep it from appearing.
Though, it had made a rather annoying appearance today when he and a few other cohorts crossed paths with some humans who expressed some very hateful anti-supernatural rhetoric until Han headbutt their leader with said horn and started an all out brawl.
Which was how he ended up at the Society.
He and his friends had been taken into custody by none other than JJ Laughlin while one of his coworkers tried to smooth things over.
Ever since The Incident in New York City, the secret lives of supernaturals around the world had been laid bare, and there had been a good number of humans who didn't like what they'd been shown. Relationships became tense, hate groups arose, and situations like this were frequent, though even more violent situations were seen more often still.
"You realize the situation you put yourself in, right? Those people could have easily harmed you and your hooligan friends if they had been armed or hunters." JJ chastised from his perch at his desk on the precinct floor where he had Han handcuffed.
Han rolled his eyes and huffed a breath upwards to try and stop his hair from falling in his face.
"If they had tried something, we could have managed it, more than that, we would have been in our right to do so." He said, which must have frustrated JJ because his chest puffed up with irritation.
"What you would have done is made yourself look like the monsters they already think we are. You would have given their peers more reason to come after our kind and you would have given me one more headache to figure out." JJ explained. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
Since the Society was a family business, Ava and Manon were able to walk in freely enough and find their way to the precinct floor. Manon could see her Dad at his desk working, it appeared he was exacting justice upon someone as he did sometimes. It wasn’t something either girl hadn’t seen before, the twosome walked up happily as they would any other time.
“Hi Daddy!” Manon greeted.
“Hi Uncle JJ.” Ava greeted after her cousin. Manon pulled up a chair to her Dads desk to sit beside him, while Ava hopped up and sat on the desk itself.
“Grandmama sent us with lunch for you and Grandpa.” Manon said, digging through her tote bag.
A look of surprise crossed Han's face, but not because of the casual way these two girls suddenly appeared and approached JJ, but because they were both certainly something to look at, but the girl who plopped onto the desk more so in Han's opinion. While JJ quickly went to "scolding" the girls, Han smiled up at the girl on the desk.
"Wow, are all the guys you arrest so lucky to get visitors?" Han teased JJ, though he remained smiling up at the curvier girl sitting closest to him. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
Manon was susceptible to flirting and flattery but only indulged as needed, though her ear didn’t bend to the comment made by the young man in custody, she was also mostly unbothered by her Dads scolding as well. She definitely inherited her Mothers laid back attitude.
“It’s okay, Dad.” Manon waved him off after producing a tupper. “Look, still warm. I’ll even run down and get you a soda from the vending machine. What do you want?” She asked, fishing out change from her bag.
Ava loved flattery, and she loved to play and flirt. Boys and girls alike, no one away safe from Ava’s shameless sense of self confidence.
“Not all of them, you’re special.” Ava indulged with a wink.
JJ's head swiveled at the comment, his face aghast. He shook his head and looked back at Manon, mortified by all of this.
"What? No! Manon, you and Ava need to go. Drop off Grandpa's lunch and then get home, please. I'm begging!"
Meanwhile, Han tried to shift in his chair to look more cool, but was unable to do much thanks to the handcuffs.
"I don't know about that. If I was lucky, I wouldn't be the one in cuffs." Han gave a suggestive quirk of his brow. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
JJ shook his head even harder at the exchange going on between Han and Ava and promptly got up, reaching to grab Manon's arm and then Ava's, going to coax them off.
"Non, non, non, pars s'il te plait" JJ said. "Go drop of Grandpa's lunch, go home. Both of you...and for God's sake, put on clothes, girls." JJ said when he caught the looks a few of Han's friends, each handcuffed to different desks on the floor, were giving the girls. He hurriedly shrugged off his jacket and put it on Manon. "Go, my love, I am begging." _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
Manon’s petite frame disappeared under her Dads suit jacket. She pouted her lip a little.
“Dad this is a lot, and what about Ava? She’s wearing a hoodie as a dress!” She pout but still made an effort to collect her things and make moves to leave.
“I’m wearing bike shorts underneath.” Ava rebutted but slid off the desk. “See you later.” Ava said to the boy, blowing him a little kiss before joining Manon as they made their exit.
Han couldn't help but grin still, until JJ promptly stepped in his line of sight, blocking him from watching Ava exit. Han's face instantly soured and he looked up at the man.
"Don't even think about it." JJ said firmly.
Han was glowering up at JJ when a third man appeared out of nowhere, almost as if he'd accumulated from the shadows.
"JJ, we're releasing these kids with a warning as per orders from Rundin." Joshua said, which earned two very different reactions from both JJ and Han.
"What?" JJ seethed.
"Really?" Han asked, pleasantly surprised.
"Really. We don't have the resources to lock you up here nor do we have the time to deal with delinquents like you right now. However, don't think that you'll get off so easy if we catch you again." Joshua explained, already producing a set of keys to unlock Han's handcuffs.
JJ was already cursing profusely in French as he went to grab his phone, presumably to give Rundin an earful, when Han was uncuffed.
Han reached up to rub at his wrists before standing up and gathering his ratty leather jacket that had been slung over the back of the seat.
"Well, it's been swell, but you know...well...you know." Han shrugged before giving JJ a sarcastic salute and hurrying off to hopefully catch up to Ava and Manon. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
Manon had shrugged her Dads on fully, sinewy arms pushed through the sleeves. She was still pouting, something like “it’s not fair,” and “he’s being dramatic.” Ava was listening but was already on her phone, texting Lucita about the cute boy she just encountered.
Han’s friends called after him, yelling at him to wait up, but he was already in pursuit of the girls. It hardly took any time at all for him to find them on their way out and he promptly hurried to get ahead of them, practically sliding to a stop in front of them.
“Look who was sprung early.” He joked. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
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