The chaos happened here

LOCATION Aston hospital
DATE 10 of September 2021
TIME around 14.00
TOPIC FOR  @Nia Lewis
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It hadn't been his finest moments, the hunt hadn't gone as planned. Nothing went on as planned at the moment, and Quentin was tired of it. So, when his uncle had suggested they collected and trained more hunters, he couldn't see it was a bad idea. And with little research he had found some people across England, even outside of Athena. One of them was Tyler Rivers, who right now was recovering after a surgery. Well, maybe that group of demons had been a bad idea for a beginner. Sometimes Quentin forgot that people didn't have the same survival or fighting experience as himself or his family.

His thoughts returned to reality when one of the doctors seemed to storm towards where he was sitting. He looked up and frowned a bit, he knew he wasn't supposed to sit here - he wasn't family. He didn't even know if the guy had any family here, maybe that was the main reason for why he was staying.

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"Hey, yeah, everything is fine - or ish. I just got a call from Cecilia, apparently Tyler is at the hospital, and she asked me to check up on him. Talk to you soon, okay?" Irina hang up on the phone as she drove towards the hospital, just wanting to call and let Nigel know where she was. After last month, she just felt like everyone was a bit more comfortable if they knew where everyone was. But she made her way towards the hospital. She parked outside, and headed towards the room the was guided towards. Tyler was more a brother to her than her actual brothers, mostly because they had turned their backs on her when she had left Matthew back then - well, then again they didn't know much about what had happened. But Irina had promised Cecilia to check up on Tyler till she was done with a line of important surgeries. However, there was a scent that hit her rather hard, making her speed up her steps till she saw him. It took a great deal of control not just going to tear him apart, then there was the other doctor already yelling at him. "Get the fuck out of here," she said with a low snarl, keeping her eyes on Quentin. After all, he had fired shots against her and threatened Katelyn. She wasn't going to move her eyes from him. Quentin got up from his seat and took a few steps closer to Irina, making her take one step back. "I would be more careful with my words," he said starring into her eyes. "Oh yeah? Maybe you should be more careful with your actions and your words, and we wouldn't have an issue at all," she replied taking a slightly deeper breath in.

"Do you even have anything to do here?" Quentin asked arrogantly still with his eyes locked on Irina. "That is my cousin in there, so you can be damn sure that I have everything to do here. And If this is because of you - you can be damn sure I will be your next problem," she hissed at the hunter in front of her. "Just be thankful that I'm not interested in getting Nigel even more pissed," he snorted a bit, making Irina chuckle a bit. "Oh great to hear. I will happily remember to tell him that."

Quentin was outnumbered by the two ladies in front of him that seemed to agree on getting him out of here. Then again, he didn't take supernatural creates for much, and one of them was that, he had tried to kill her yes, and it was only Nigel that was in the way of him trying again right now. He saw the strings, the two of them were strangers, it would be so easy to make them hate each other and let him stay put. So easy. Then again, Elenora and Nigel talked, and if Nigel wanted to find him and strangle him in his sleep - he would. So, Quentin chose his next actions somewhat carefully. Quentin looked at the pager the doctor took out, wait, how did she know he had tried to kill Ethan - he didn't remember seeing her before, or maybe she just had some supernatural scent. He wasn't sure. "You can be damn right sure he is on his way out of here," a voice appeared from the corner as Cecilia took off her gloves and moved directly towards Quentin. "I don't know who the hell you think you are, but dragging my brother into this is far from acceptable," she was right up in Quentin's face. Having the gifts that she had, she knew just around what mess Quentin had dragged Tyler into, and she was not having it. First attacking Madelaine, then Ethan - then dragging Tyler into this, he had crossed the bloody line here. "If I ever see you near him again, I will make you feel very sorry for it, understood?" Cecilia looked into Quentin's eyes. Taking a step away from him wanting to move away, because she was at work - she couldn't really stand here and threaten a guy, no matter how much he deserved it.

Quentin however, grabbed Cecilia's arm and pulled her towards him. Not having threats, but just as he was about to speak, Irina had grabbed his arm having her claws piercing through his skin. "Let her go," she spoke quite calmly. Quentin took a sharper breath in, before releasing his grip on Cecilia. Irina let go of Quentin giving him a small push so he took a few steps back. "You were warned, now leave." Quentin hissed a bit to himself in a lower mumble, not having it. Why was no one on his side anymore, the humans, couldn't they see that they were standing with the monsters? Quentin only took one step further back, he didn't leave just yet. It was like he tried to figure out if it was worth the fight or not, and couldn't agree with himself that the best thing was just to get the fuck out of here.

Cecilia looked over at Irina for a short second, when she saw how fast Nia walked towards Quentin. The way she grabbed him, making Cecilia frown a bit. The way she pulled him closer with no fear, more strength than Cecilia could ever pull off. Irina narrowed her eyes a little bit, grabbing Cecilia's shoulder with the hand that didn't have blood painted fingertips, to hold her cousin from going closer to Quentin and the other one. Quentin was stupid and reckless, nothing new there, but perhaps it was best to let Elenora know that her brother was once again losing his mind. They needed to put a stop to whatever Quentin kept doing before he stepped further over the line. There was only so much that could be forgiven. "He isn't worth it," Irina whispered to Cecilia that took a sharper breath in. Cecilia didn't need to be a werewolf to have a temper, a temper that like the other doctor rarely came to show. But once in a while the innocent and sweet snapped, and you better start running.

It looked like Quentin had seen a ghost for a moment. The way he looked around, searching for them, then jumping back as he got a scare. The first scream and the second one scared him the most, because he had no idea what was going on. Quentin took a step towards the exit. They really wanted him to leave. Witch craft. He now knew he would have to come back for that one, she couldn't be human. It didn't make sense. Quentin almost fell over his own feet trying to get to the exit, trying to cancel out his own hearing as the voices screamed louder, there was no source. He had no idea how long it took, but finally he was outside and his mind was clear again. Kicking the trash can before heading towards his car to drive home.

"Girl, how did you do that? And - what did you do?" Cecilia asked as she blinked a little bit walking closer to Nia. "That was impressive," she chuckled a little bit running a lock of hair behind her ear. Irina looked through the window to Tyler, listening to the sound of his heart beating. "I think he is waking up," she looked over at Nia and Cecilia. "I'm just going to go wash my hands," she looked down at her bloody finger tips from when she had pierced through Quentin's skin, and walked towards the nearest restroom. Cecilia walking with Nia into Tyler's room, to at least remove the tubes now that he could breathe on his own. "You are in luck that you got in here in such bad shape, otherwise I would've kicked your ass." she chuckled a bit looking at her older brother.

Tyler coughed a little bit, clearly still sore from whatever he had endured. Cecilia had still yet to know just what he knew and didn't know. He didn't know this Quentin guy, she only knew of him from the visions. It seemed like Irina had known him a bit better, or at least had met him before, and then there was whatever the hell Tyler was doing with the guy. Cecilia didn't mind Nia being here, for one it was nice having another doctor in who wasn't family connected. Tyler was still a bit disorientated. He had lost a lot of blood and his head was spinning like crazy, at least he hadn't been in the front line - but it didn't mean the demon hadn't gotten the best of him, but he had escaped with a light beating - which was more than most could say. Cecilia's pager started ringing, making her groan a little bit. "I have to go, but I will be back," she assured him and looked back at Nia. "Will you take him? Just at least keep an eye out for him, Irina will be here shortly, but just in case of anything. I do really trust he is in the best hands with you," she gave Nia a quick smile. Both of them knew not to let Ash be waiting, and someone else needed her right now. So, she ran out.

He turned his head a bit in the direction of Cecilia running out the door, before moving his dark eyes to Nia. "Hey," he said with a lower and more hoarse voice. He felt like crap, his body so heavy and the room was almost spinning, but he kept his eyes on her, making him focus. At least he could see her clear as day.

He narrowed his eyes a little bit as the light form the flashlight found his eyes, but after she removed it he blinked a little bit. Tyler took a deeper breath in and fell at ease by looking into her eyes. He clicked his tongue a little bit, "my pride," he replied honestly. But as her hand traced over one of his wounds, he made a small grimace. He knew about all these creatures that had been used for fantasy stories, movies and now they were real, it was all real. Tyler didn't know how much of it she knew, and he knew Cecilia knew more than she told him. He couldn't even begin to say where his worry started, it had for sure not ended. "But I think I'm okay," he breathed out looking up at Nia still. The painkillers was doing their work after all. "I was in a fight - not my proudest moment," he confessed on his next exhale. Tyler wasn't a fighter, not like that at least, even as Quentin had tried convincing him that he was doing the right thing, and he believed it. Because Tyler wanted his family to be safe, and this year seemed to have proved to him that his family wasn't completely safe. After all February had he almost lost Cecilia, then Maeve getting kidnapped for all those months - at least it seemed like Irina had been doing alright. Worrying too much? That was an understatement.

What is going on Tyler? He frowned a bit. What hadn't been going on? Things had been rocky with him and Jessica for over a year, but the line had finally been crossed between them in the end of June where Quentin had found him, removed the vail that had been hidden for Tyler's eyes for so long. "He showed me something," Tyler frowned a bit, "and it was terrifying." Tyler cleared his throat, as he tried to figure out how to talk without saying too much. The last thing he wanted was to scare her with what he knew. Because there was no way she could know, or maybe there was. Quentin is bad news, yeah it wasn't like Tyler liked the guy, far from, but if he could teach him to protect his family - wasn't it worth putting that gut feeling aside? "I know he is, but he was the only one who was going to teach me how to survive in this world, I've been completely useless," he confessed on his next exhale. The painkillers had removed his filter, so it was much easier speaking about the things that bothered him. "And I just want to keep them, everyone safe, it shouldn't have to be this hard," he mumbled a bit frustrated at himself.

He stopped rambling and looked up at her, with a small frown, and he took a deeper breath in. It wasn't on him, he wanted to go with that thought and that mindset more than anything. Then she told him that she knew too, making him look a bit more confused than to his liking. But she also said something else, that not all supernatural were bad. How could he be sure? How could she know that? "Pretty terrified world out there, huh." whispered Tyler as he took an even deeper breath in. It was a dangerous world out there. Tyler didn't know much else than what Quentin had told him, what Quentin and his family did. It was kill or be killed if you wanted to survive here, not that Tyler was fond of that mindset. But a horrible hunter family? Tyler felt like he had been betrayed in someway, and he had no idea why, but he trusted Nia's option and words more than he could even begin to trust Quentin's.

Being totally consumed about what Nia said, he didn't notice Irina standing close to the door, refusing to go in as she listened in on the conversation. If she hadn't been seconds of ripping Quentin's throat out, she sure as hell were now. This had to stop, he had to stop. But having Quentin go around and twist minds of innocents to help him gain some sort of god complex - it wasn't alright. She looked inside as Nia apologized for not being the one to tell him that. Irina didn't know if she was the one to tell him either, not knowing how much Quentin had filled him in of the different species, or how he would react to the fact that his cousin was a werewolf. And with Cecilia busy, it seemed like it was only her and Nia here to get him on the right tracks.

"What? I'm not," he yawned while covering his mouth, "I'm not even tired," he blinked a little bit his eyelids getting somewhat heavy while looking at her. "Okay, maybe I should sleep a little," he whispered with a small nod as he started falling asleep again. Irina taking a step further into the room, "I've texted Quentin's sister - he has to stop," she breathed out looking at Tyler. It could have been worse, it could have been so much worse - but if Quentin had just left him alone, it could've been so much better.

Irina took a sharper breath in watching Tyler in this state just made her close her hands into a fist for a second, no going after Quentin right now wasn't the answer to anything. Instead she looked over at Nia when she mentioned they maybe should go grab a cup of coffee - it did sound like a the perfect distraction. Irina nodded a bit, and took a deeper breath in. "Thank you," she breathed out again and licked her lips. "No, I think staying here is just gonna tempt me to go after Quentin," she moved her eyes to Tyler again. Not that she would go after Quentin, she wasn't that stupid, but it didn't mean she couldn't and wasn't tempted to do so. Irina nodded towards the door, before heading out to the hallway. "Nia, right?" She handed her hand out to her, "Irina," the chances of having been mentioned to Nia before by Cecilia was there, just like Cecilia had mentioned Nia before. But it was nice to finally put a face and a name together, even if it was on a day like this. Irina had fate in Tyler would be okay, so she wasn't too worried. Besides, he had to be in the best hands in the hospital, right? "You are in luck, I'm on a caffeine restriction, but I haven't had any today - so I should be good, and god knows I need it," she chuckled a bit before heading out of the hospital. Luckily it seemed like Quentin was far gone, she couldn't smell him at least.

"Right back at you," she replied with a warmer smile on her lips, watching as Nia explained to the nurses that they should call if they got anything new. She could after all hear the entire conversation given her werewolf hearing. They turned to the coffee shop, not a place Irina had been at before. Irina looked back at Nia, as she saw how the smile started to light up on the girl's face like a beam of light, making Irina smile even brighter, nodding to confirm that she was. The happiness from Nia was contagious, "thank you," she replied as she followed Nia to the coffee shop, chuckling by the way she bounced ahead. Getting inside it was a nice little place, she could see a lot of the doctors and nurses having their small breaks out the day here, it was a quick trip getting here.

Irina turned her head back to Nia when she said they needed some kind of celebration, making her frown a bit, but couldn't really help but smile. But before she could really say anything, Nia had already placed the order, which made Irina nod with a soft chuckle.  "Yes," she nodded and followed Nia in the direction of the table she had sort out. It was a nice and quite little corner. She had heard stories about Nia before, from medschool, from when her and Cecilia lived together with, what was his name again, Clay. "You really didn't have to," she chucked a bit looking down at the muffins, "but thank you."

She took a deeper breath in as Nia mentioned she could use a pick me up. Which wasn't a lie, the werewolf tensed her jaw a little bit for a brief second. No, it wasn't easy, listening to how Quentin had walked into someone in her family's life and filled his head up with lies and these black and white theories about the world. She drew a sharper breath in, if Quentin hadn't caused enough problems, she still hadn't forgiven him for what happened in the forest. "No, its not. Sadly, it's not my first problem with Quentin, and I doubt it will be my last," Irina breathed out and broke off a little piece of one of the muffins and ate it. Because knowing Quentin and how he hunted, how he worked, she couldn't even begin to imagine what he had filled inside Tyler's head. "With everything that happened to Cecilia since last year, I don't blame him for having been worried. He would have made an easy target for someone as twisted Quentin," she took a sharper breath in. Irina tilted her head a little bit to the side, picking another piece of the muffin, thinking a bit. "I'm not close to my own brothers. Some areas of Russia is still very much a man's world, and when I left my back then husband - they refused to speak to me again," she took a slightly sharper breath in. It wasn't really something she talked a lot about, but it was a wound that had been opened both when Natasha suddenly had appeared and now that Tyler was in the hospital because of Quentin. "Tyler never turned his back on me, so - I'm really just pissed at Quentin, if pissed is even beginning to covering it."

Irina thereafter shook her head a little bit and licked her lips. "But it's going to be okay. I know Cecilia is busy, so if she doesn't have time to tell him or convince him that Quentin is loaded with shit," she took a slightly sharper breath in, "I will do it. But I don't know how he will react, but I do know someone who might know how to talk some sense into Tyler, I will just have to stop him for hunting Quentin down afterwards," she breathed out. Irina wasn't raised in a hunter world, she didn't know what they were taught and what would be taught to someone like Quentin. There was a far better chance of Nigel giving Tyler a better perspective, than herself and even Cecilia. Because if Tyler was worried about Cecilia, there had to be a part of him that wouldn't believe her, she could be brainwashed, influenced by powers. But having it come from someone else could help. Maybe even Nia could provide some comfort in the truth. But it was not a one person job, because she knew Tyler didn't just believe in facts coming from one source.

The list of people being pissed at Quentin grew by the second, he had even managed to piss Mariella off - which said something. Then again, burning away the last chance the fairy had had for meeting her biological parents, no one blamed the fire fairy for being angry and upset. Lost in that thought, she blinked a little when Nia mentioned she could help too. The werewolf narrowed her eyes a little bit, thinking about it. Nia had been in Cecilia's life for many years, even if they had been out of contact. It seemed like Tyler was comfortable with her when he had woken up. Maybe it wasn't a bad idea to start with, and if everything went south, she had a few aces in her sleeve. Irina sat a little bit back lifting the cup up to take a sip of her coffee, just what she needed.

It wasn't like she had had the most light start on the supernatural world as well, suddenly just being bitten and having your whole life turned around. It was only because of Selene that Irina had made it this far today. She took a deeper breath in by the thought of just having to find out everything by herself or by the wrong person, everything could have looked so different. "It might work," she licked a small drop of coffee of her lower lip and took a deeper breath in, letting the smell of the coffee calm her nerves. Evelina could also be a person to call, but she was already dealing with so much and Irina didn't want to add to her plate. "We can give it a try, how long till you reckon he will be clear enough in the head for a serious conversation?" Irina wondered before taking a larger mouthful of her coffee.

Irina understood and wasn't going to pressure a thing as big as this was onto Tyler just as he woke up. If Quentin already had twisted his mind. Another fair point was the amount of doctors that were supernatural, not that Irina could count that many - or maybe she just hadn't paid attention. Mentioning a safe place to tell, Cecilia's house was a good place, but she didn't own any books about the supernatural. Nigel on the other hand did. "We can go to Cecilia's house, he knows that one the best. I recon my boyfriend will be willing to help, he has a lot of books, it helped me a lot when I first got here to read in some of them," she mentioned while taking a deeper breath in. "I believe he would be able to talk some sense into him as well, if everything else fails," she added with an assuring smile. It was rare that Irina talked to anyone who empathized with the fact of having your life turned around, even if it had been years, most of her friends were born into this life, had known about all of this for years. But it was first after really talking with Cecilia time to time, and now, that she realized she never really had put into words how it felt like. To be living one hell and suddenly having to go through another, even though her hell had turned into some of the best thing once she had battled it. "We will figure out what to do, together then. Because no one deserves to be alone in a matter like this," she replied with a tender smile.

The werewolf noticed the change of behavior in Nia rather quick as her eye moved around the people, and before Irina even knew it Nia hid under the table. She looked around, for a moment to be aware that no threats were close by, but it seemed like there was nothing but just guests visiting sitting down for a coffee. Or someone with a rather interesting scent seemed to come closer, making the werewolf thrown a bit. "Nia?" He asked looking at the vampire hiding under the table, before looking at the werewolf flashing her a warm smile. "Clay, nice to meet you," he presented himself giving his hand to the werewolf, "Irina," Irina took his hand and gave it a firm shake. "Ah yeah, Cecilia's cousin right? Russia, I have a cousin who used to live there at some point," he chuckled a bit looking over at Nia as he let go of her hand. "I - I  will, let you two finish your coffees - seems like I have to get back to work either way. Have fun," he chuckled a bit to himself before turning around and heading back to the hospital. "Oh, what is the story with him?" She chuckled a bit looking back at Nia before taking a sip of her coffee.

Irina was aware of just how fast the heart was beating, and she listened to what Nia had to say. Coming from a rich family wasn't all glam, no she didn't doubt that. Her father had been quite rich as well before he past away, and status had always been important to him. Which was why Irina always had been closer to her mother's side of the family, listening to her mother's tales about her grandmother, a woman she wished she had gotten a chance to know more before she had passed. But Nia came to the real problem of this, real feelings had gotten to her, but life as it was had fallen over their head, complicating things. Irina took a deeper breath in and got up pull her chair closer to Nia, and placed an arm around her. "Life is complicated, and everyone has a past that possibly can make everything even more tricky, and yes, love can suck - but it doesn't have to" she gave the girl a comforting smile. Irina had thought she would never find a love again, had given fully up on the idea, giving all her love to her family, then she got to Gaia and everything had changed in the blink of an eye. "But, I reckon that if you love him, you should tell him. Even if you're scared that it's not the right thing. Even if you're scared that it'll cause more problems," Irina took a deeper breath in and reached for her own coffee cup. "Even if you're scared that it could burn everything to the ground, you should say it, and then you can go from there.” The werewolf turned her head to Nia giving her shoulder a little squeeze before letting her out of the half hug.

Truth to be told, she didn't know what kind of problems this Clay person had with his ex-wife, or what issues he might have. She knew he was a hybrid based on his scent, and that knew Nia and Cecilia, working at the hospital. But being in a fake relationship with someone and still walking over to check on them, noticing them. Then again, there was a difference between a crush and falling in love with someone, loving them. "What ever you choose or do, I got your back, okay? We are officially coffee buddies."