Pairing: Eli & Random Female OC [Platonic/potential Romantic] Prompt: High School

"Uhm… excuse me..?"

Low, uncertain voice drew Eli's attention up from the textbook he had buried himself in. Blue eyes greeted him, lowered once his made contact, small flush starting to creep across the face of the raven-haired girl in front of him. She looked lost, a bit nervous.

"Hey, there. You look like you need help?"

It was an offer of assistance with a flash of a friendly smile. His reward was a meek nod.

"I'm new here and I don't really know where the Biology labs are?" She held up a slip of paper, with the class, room number, and designated instructor printed on it.

He took it, looked it over, his face splitting into a wide smile. "Well, you're in luck. That's my next class." he assured her, handing it back and nodding down the hall over one shoulder. "You can follow me in, I'll fill you in on what we've done so far."

Pairing: Eli and Random Female OC [Platonic] Prompt: Western

Cold silver gaze looked over the top of the bar, toward the door as a familiar figure strode into the building. Small quirk of her lips were given, though the attempt at expression failed her once again.

"Dobryy den', Sheriff." Smooth yet apathetic voice wafted through the air, chill on the heated air of day. "Looking for Kord? He's next door. Somedhing about fixing a vagon vheel…"

"Good afternoon to you too, Evey." Eli chuckled a bit. He didn't really know what the Russian was saying, but given the context, he wagered a pretty good guess. "Yeah, but since he's busy, it can wait. Not too important."

"Vell, I can get you a drink vhile you vhait, if you'd radher." she offered.

He shrugged. "I don't see why not."

"Dhe usual?" she asked, pulling a glass from a shelf behind the bar.

He gave her a goofy little half-grin. "You know me too well."

A laugh greeted him with that. More of a chuckle, really, but it was genuine. "You run dhe local 'vhatering hole' and you get used to your regular patrons…"

Pairing: ChancexEli Prompt: Victorian

"See something interesting in the clouds today?"

Chance snapped from her thoughts, looking to one side with an indignant huff at Eli, who was giving her one of those quirked goofy half-grins. Lace-gloved hand tightened around the parasol over one shoulder, the other balling just slightly.

"I see you still have very little tact, Mister Shane."

"Yeah, well…" He paused, expression falling slightly at the realization of her returned taunt. "Hey, now. I have plenty of tact!"

She gave a small laugh, turning away from him with head slightly lofted. "You will have to prove that to me."

Pairing: GabexLace Prompt: Modern

The roar of the old engine announced the arrival of the red-head, Lace looking up from her phone as Gabe pulled up next to her. She opened the door, settled herself in the passenger seat.

"You're two minutes late." she scolded playfully, shutting the door and buckling herself in.

He gave her a sheepish, apologetic smile, compulsively scratching at the back of his head. "I'm really sorry, there was an accident at Main and Second…"

She scoffed, waving a hand dismissively at him. "I'm kidding, you know that. We should really go or we'll miss showtime."

Pairing: BlakkxWar Prompt: Mafia

The door slid open, light clicking betraying the entrance of perhaps one of his favored running-scouts. His nose was assaulted with the heavy scent of clove smoke with just the barest touches of a rosy perfume in the undertone, head turning to look over his shoulder at the tall slender woman.

As expected, the smoky culprit was dangling from between her lips, hand on her hip while the other was occupied with one of the newer model rifles. Devious glint in those abyssal blue eyes told him silently that her job had been completed appropriately. Turning about, it drew a low chuckle from him.

"I can see the new driver is working out for you." he stated, striding toward her. "And what of our shipment? Did it make it this time?"

Lips shifted upward, exhale blowing a prominent cloud from fanged maw to encircle her head in a halo of smoke. "It made it zis time. I made absolutely certain of it."

One of his hands had reached out to tilt her head upward, eyes meeting in that indirect affection. "Good girl." Rare legitimate praises given, his free hand made careful advancement on the cigarette.

Pairing: BlakkxWar Prompt: Medieval/Royalty

Adelaide scoffed, inspecting the bottom hem on her daughter's skirts, stained with dirt across the powder-blue satin. "What have you been dragging this through! You know the Lord Blakk is visiting today on his annual business…"

She sounded upset, as she usually did, humming under her breath as she tried to find some way to fix the blemish quickly. Fae sighed at her mother's nitpicking, trying to pull away without ruining the fabric further.

"I had to exercise Bucephalus, you pulled me out of bed und dressed me before I had a chance to." she scoffed, crossing her arms at her chest to which her mother gave up the endeavor at the hem and smacked them back down.

"Ladies do not cross their arms." Adelaide chided before sighing. "Hopefully he will not notice… Go see your father. He is waiting downstairs."

Fae rolled her eyes, but said no more, leaving as asked and heading for the foyer. She was not expecting to turn a corner and come into contact with a black monolith. She almost spat some small venom until she caught sight of the crest and bit her tongue against it.

There was a low rolling chuckle from Thaddius at the intrusion, a strange glint in those green eyes as he stepped backwards some and bowed his head in greeting. "Excuse me, Princess. I arrived earlier than expected."

"It's fine." she assured him before backing herself a step and giving a half-hearted curtsy in return, with correction. "It ist alright."

"Your father is already moved on ahead. Thought you should know." he told her, moving passed before giving that distinctive shark's grin. "Your muck makes an interesting contrast."

He was gone before he could catch sight of those reddening cheeks of hers. No doubt, he would have a few choice words for those, as well.

Pairing: BlakkxWar Prompt: Pirates

"How did I ever let you talk me into this?"

Up ahead, the ebon-maned privateer shrugged. She had already peeled off the first several layers of coats and coverings, leaving little more than a flimsy white shirt of almost thread-bare cotton between ivory flesh and the heated moisture of the Caribbean jungles.

"You vanted to see ze vorld, T'adi." That absolutely abhorred shortname of hers for him, but at this point, he was little more than boiling and besides a snarl in her direction, he didn't feel much like correcting her. "See your trade routes und all. Not mein fault ve lost a gute portion of our fresh vater in ze last storm." Here, she hopped the ridge, voice sounding further and further away as she moved, tested the terrain. "Besides. You could haf stayed on ze Jericho und vaited…"

He grumbled, scrambling after her. "Almost wish I had."

He had barely crested the ridge when he heard her shout, looking down to see her pointing ahead. Through the tangle of trees and foliage, something glittered, dappled by sunlight patterning through the canopy above it.

Water…