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Jesse ([info]jdelacroix) wrote in [info]nevermore_logs,
@ 2016-03-23 22:28:00

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Current mood: full
Entry tags:adrian delacroix, ceridwen, isaiah delacroix, jayden delacroix, jess van der berg, jesse delacroix, nicholas rowland

Who: Jesse, Adrian, Isaiah, Jayden, Ceridwen (+ Nicholas & JJ?)
What: What the fuck was that?!
When: A couple hours after this
Where: Ceridwen's house
Warnings TBD


Jesse had twelve stitches in his face, and bruises and cut scattered all over his body. Isaiah was banged up too, though not as badly. Once the four of them were discharged from the ER, Jesse piled them all back into the SUV, where he collapsed into the passenger seat. He glanced over at Isaiah, who'd gotten behind the wheel again. "You sure you're good to drive?" he asked.

Isaiah waved one hand in a 'more or less' gesture. "You're sure as hell not, and I got us here in one piece. I'll get us wherever we're going. As long as we don't get pulled over, my license is expired."

Jesse snorted. "We'll deal with that later. Right now, I want to make sure everyone else is alright."



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[info]stormandshadow
2016-03-24 09:34 am UTC (link)
Nicholas, Adrian and Isaiah carried everything in and stowed it on the coffee table. "Eat," Nicholas directed, especially eyeing Jayden.

"Yes, sir," Jayden half-whispered, but then he smirked a little bit to show he was joking. He finally released his grip on his mother's legs so he could inch closer to the table to grab some food. Nicholas returned with tea as well, and Jayden fixed himself some of that too. "Thank you."

"Course," Nicholas said, sitting beside JJ and Jesse. "Shit, that was unreal."

"I'm sorry about your stuff," Adrian winced.

"Oh I don't care about that," Nicholas waved his hands around. "It's just things. Also I'm rich." JJ snorted at that, and covered her mouth. "My point there," he said, eyeing her, but his expression was fond, "is that it's easy for me to say it's just things because I can replace them easily. But even if I couldn't I'd rather it was things than all of you."

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[info]jdelacroix
2016-03-24 10:33 am UTC (link)
Ceridwen rose up onto her knees and walked over to the coffee table, fixing a cup of tea for herself before settling back to let everyone else dish up some food first.

"So Richard just appeared in your home and started tormenting you?" she asked softly. "And from the sounds of it, smashing up your house."

"Yeah," Jesse said darkly. "He was more like a poltergeist than a regular ghost, he blew out the lights, tossed stuff around, and scrambled us in the process."

"Yeah, and Jesse decided to basically wave a red flag at him," Isaiah muttered. Jesse just looked at him. "I still maintain, better me than you three."

"Your martyr complex called, it's overblown," Isaiah retorted, before collecting his meal and disappearing into one of the bedrooms.

Jesse started to get up after him, but Ceridwen raised a hand, and he stopped. "Let him go, ti kras lonbraj mwen," she said. "He's scared, and he just watched his older brother get beat to hell and back by the ghost of the man all of you hate. We all process things differently."

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[info]likeafirestar
2016-03-24 10:41 am UTC (link)
Adrian felt the same as Isaiah, but he stuck around in the living room. He didn't want his older brother to feel like shit on top of everything else. "JJ and Nicholas fled when he started tossing stuff around. He threw an x-box at my ribs, but nothing's broken and that was the worst I got. None of the glass hit me."

"You waved a red flag?" Nicholas said, incredulous.

"He was protecting us," Jayden spoke up, because he didn't want Nicholas yelling at Jesse either. "We were afraid he would come after you," he said to Ceridwen. "Did...did he really hurt you when I was a baby?"

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[info]jdelacroix
2016-03-24 10:55 am UTC (link)
"JJ had to, for the baby's sake," Jesse added. "And I, of course, happened to be standing near the windows when they shattered. That's how my face got cut up."

Ceridwen sighed. running her hand through Jayden's hair again. "He started to notice I didn't age," she admitted. "I looked nearly the same as I did when we met, and it made him suspicious. And I wouldn't tell him anything, so he beat me until I finally told him the truth. I couldn't walk for two days, and as soon as I could, I had to leave the house. Or else he'd tell the world my secret, and they'd lock me away from you forever."

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[info]likeafirestar
2016-03-24 12:00 pm UTC (link)
Jayden put his plate down and he reached out to put a hand on his mother's knee. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "He shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry he hurt you."

"We all are," Adrian nodded.

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...whoops >.<
[info]jdelacroix
2016-03-26 09:24 am UTC (link)
Ceridwen squeezed his hand. "Thank you, sweetheart," she said. "And you're right, he shouldn't have. Truth be told, I think he was pleased to find such a 'good excuse' to get rid of me. Easier to justify in his own mind."

Isaiah had finished his food, and he'd calmed down enough to return to the living room. "Sorry," he said, going over to Jesse. "I shouldn't have blown up like that."

"It's OK," Jesse said, squeezing his hand. "I can't really blame you for that."

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