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Joel Waters-Baker ([personal profile] just_another) wrote2014-06-05 10:38 am
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It's been a strange, confusing, amazing and horrifying few days.

For someone who generally keeps to himself, Joel's not sure how so much has happened at once, but no matter how he looks at it, there's enough going on in his life right now to satisfy him for years to come. The ball had been both a disaster and one of the more gratifying nights of his life and while he hasn't yet spoken with Lou since sending her home in a cab, he knows he needs to find the courage to visit her at some point.

He needs to speak with Lara as well. The truth is, he's been avoiding her, still not entirely sure what he feels. He's angry, but more than that, he feels betrayed, and that's a feeling Joel has gone out of his way to avoid, it's why he's kept himself so closed off from most people in Siren Cove.

The threatening letters he's been receiving aren't helping matters and although he's handed them over to the police, he'd still spent most of the night in his work room, crafting witch bottles that he's hoping he can convince people to put in their homes or bury in their yards. Something is coming and he doesn't know yet if that something is coming for him or the people he cares about, but he's not taking any chances.

With the bottles in his bag, he locks the door to his store and heads into town. He needs to find a few specific people, he needs to run some errands and he wants to stop by the library to see Spencer, maybe bring him lunch. Even as he thinks about that, he finds himself smiling and he has to duck his head as he walks. The premonition he'd had the night of the ball had disrupted things a little, but even with that, he feels a lot more certain of where things may be headed.

[ooc: Joel can be just about anywhere in town. There are some specific people he needs to speak with, so find him wherever suits! He's also made witch bottles for people he cares about, so come collect your protective charms. And no matter what you read on google about making a witch bottle, he did NOT pee in them.]
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[personal profile] asharpertongue 2014-06-05 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Lara nodded emphatically. "I will. Don't worry. And no one will bother you, I'll guarantee that." She let the tension out of her body and pressed her lips together. "I'll leave you to your chores." she said quietly.
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[personal profile] asharpertongue 2014-06-05 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
She quirked a half smile at him, forgetting herself for a minute. "Anything dark. I'm a siren...doesn't that description technically include me?"
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[personal profile] asharpertongue 2014-06-06 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
Lara nodded, sobering. "You've done more than enough. Thank you Joel."
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[personal profile] asharpertongue 2014-06-06 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Lara would be lying if she said she didn't feel something unknotting at that statement. Time she could give him. She nodded. "Okay. Okay that's good. You know where to find me."
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[personal profile] asharpertongue 2014-06-06 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
The smile is what means the most to her. Words are words but Joel shows how he's really feeling so rarely that any quirk of a brow or lip means something. She smiled back. "I do as I'm told by the experts, promise."
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[personal profile] asharpertongue 2014-06-06 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
She smiled. "Do. I'm not going anywhere." Hopefully time would heal wounds. She knew she'd have to go a long way to make up for what she'd done but the promise that he'd find her was enough for that.