Ben Hoff FBI.

"My ex girlfriend is an elf, I'm good with weird." ((Indie OC. Sideblog to pointyearedprogrammern so I follow back from there. Mun and muse are 21+. FC is Theo James. Open to NSFW.))

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  "A full blown serial killer wendigo, great. And you haven’t been able to gather any of the murderer’s DNA off of any of the bodies it has left behind?”

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"We have DNA," Ben sighed as he shook his head.  "But we were never able to match it  to anything.  Our techs always said it was  corrupted." 

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"Great," Lydia answered, stepping around the covered body, giving the room one final sweeping gaze before she was standing in front of Ben. "How many cases like this have there been? Just so I can get a clearer picture of what we’re dealing with here."

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Ben stood over them and watched, the girl fascinated him more than he'd like to admit.  Most of the other teenage girls seemed to care more about boys than solving crimes.  "Ten, that we know of at least.  I was put on the case when he was carving his way through Texas."

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☾ℜ☽ ┄ ❝I really would get annoyed about that.             I mean the no jet. Getting around must have             been an arm and a leg. ❞                { Camoren’s eyes looked up to meet the             man’s - but in all her nerves were still on high. }

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"I'm glad that I no  longer have to fly coach." Ben smiled at the girl. "And the company is  much better."

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Pancakes with an Axe Murderer?? || Agenthxff

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She chuckled at his lazy comment and glanced over at him. “Well I’ll just motivate you with pancakes. For every box you get done, I’ll make you a pancake breakfast.” She was joking, kinda. But food was always a good motivation for her. Leaning against the counter she used her free hand to get a little bit of ice to place over the back of her hand. Thankfully it wasn’t a bad burn so it would feel better soon.

It was impossible not to laugh with him at the mention that the bacon was out to get her. “Yeah you’re right, it wanted manly hands to make it. Not my tiny girly hands.” Smiling she prepared their plates of pancakes before sipping the coffee she had sitting aside for herself. Without really thinking she glanced at him. “So…how long have you and your ex been split up?”

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"Are you sure you want to do that?" Ben laughed as he set his cup down on the counter and looked over at that.  "I have an entire apartment filled with boxes, that is a lot of pancakes.  But if you want to make that deal I'll take you up on it." He wanted to ask if there was anything he could do for the burn, he had basic first aid training but didn't want to seem overbearing.  

"It's bacon, it's supposed to be manly."  He laughed as he looked for something to put said bacon on.  It had finished cooking and he didn't want it to burn that much.  But her words stopped him in his tracks, he hadn't been expecting that question this early in the morning.  "We broke up about three months ago.  I kind of threw myself into work after that.  I am finally coming up for air."

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"Pretty please!"

My muse is sexually frustrated and yours offers to help.

"Are you sure about this?"

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"Where’s the harm in a little fun between friends?"

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"Well when you put it that way," Ben leaned into the kiss as his hands moved to settle on her hips.

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"Pretty please!"

My muse is sexually frustrated and yours offers to help.

"Are you sure about this?"

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Pretty please

My muse takes your muse on a romantic cruise for the weekend.

"So you ready? We gotta leave for the harbor.  I left my phone at my place so don't worry I can't get called into work."

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//Been feeling exhausted all day so my muses aren't feeling that talkative.  I am going to try and churn out all the replies I can tonight.  But I can't guarantee anything.   

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Pancakes with an Axe Murderer?? || Agenthxff

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Her brown eyes followed him moving in her peripheral vision as he made his coffee. She couldn’t help but watch him for a moment, he was handsome that much was obvious. But she also enjoyed that he was smart and easy to talk to. That was nice, most people bored her because they weren’t very talkative or they were annoyed with her rambling. “I’m sure it isn’t that bad Ben, you’re just too busy to clean.”

Starring down at her burnt hand for a moment she nodded and winced as she moved to shove her hand under cold water. “Yeah, the grease bubbled and landed on my hand. Burnt it a little.” Her face flamed red as she avoided looking at him. Of course the first time she has a guy in her house she goes and burns herself like a clutzy idiot. “Sorry to ask but can you watch the bacon for a second? Gotta try to take the heat out of the burn….”

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He stirred his coffee and slowly sipped at it, knowing that it would be a bad idea to just gulp it down.  No matter how much he wanted to, that would be something he'd regret for the rest of the day.  But he just listened to her speak before he said anything.  "I mean I have requested the next few weeks off and I've barely touched the boxes.  I'm just lazy."

He moved over closer to her, setting the mug down as he looks over at her hand.  It would be fine, with a little cold water and ice the swelling would be long gone by the end of the day.  "Hey it's okay, I swear the bacon was out to get you."  He laughed and moved over to the pan and took up her spot as he carefully moved the bacon around.

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Pancakes with an Axe Murderer?? || Agenthxff

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As he came through the door she couldn’t help but smile, she seemed to be doing that a lot since she met Ben. It had been a long time since she’d enjoyed peoples company, the last time being a girl in one of her foster homes before she’d been sent away. But she chose not to think about that, instead she just locked the door behind Ben and lead him to the kitchen. Realizing that she still hadn’t answered him she flushed lightly and glanced over her shoulder at him. “Good. I got up and cleaned. Didn’t realize how dirty my apartment was until I realized someone else was gonna be in it.”

With a small chuckle she poured him a cup of coffee and handed it across the island to him. “Sugar is there, creamer there and milk is in the fridge. Help yourself. I gotta finish the Bacon.” Her eyes lingered on him for a moment and she shook her head before quickly turning away to focus on the bacon. Since she’d met him last night he’d been stuck in her head and that confused her. She didn’t usually get stuck on people, especially not guys.

"So did you have a good run?" Moving the bacon around to keep it from burning she kept her back to him then yelped as the grease popped and burnt her hand a little. "Fudge muffins!"

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Ben smiled back at her as he followed her into the kitchen, looking around her apartment as he went.  It looked much more like a home than his did.  He had the bare bones out of boxes but most of his possessions were still in the boxes that littered his apartment.  Last night he had found the box that he had packed all of his ex's stuff in to give back to her. But he had been called away before he got the chance.  It had some of her clothes and all the photos of them that they took.  

"Well it looks nice to me, you'd probably have a heart attack from how messy my room is."  He smiled as he moved over and fixed himself a cup.  He could use it after the run he just had, his lungs burned and his body ached.  He watched her move over to the stove and go back to cooking.  His mind wandered for a moment before she said anything.  

"I ran much further than I thought, I just kept going.  But it felt good."  He smiled and then jumped at her curse.  "Everything okay?"

[irretrievabledelicacy]

"It’s V, darling. What’s yours?"

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"Ben, so it's just V? That's not short for something?"

[mortalityx]

Hades took a single step back, clasping his hands               behind his back           “Happy?”

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"Better."

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"Beacon Hills isn’t exactly a boring place to live," Lydia said as she began to observe the room, the blood splatters and the claw marks, both on the floor and on the windowsill where the wendigo had broken in, then turned around to Ben. "Maybe you’re just not smart enough to recognize the pattern. How about you show me your files on the other murders and I’ll see if I can?"

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"I'm starting to notice that," he made a mental note to do more google searches when he got back to his hotel room.  He needed to know what brand of weird this place was.  Ben watched the girl look at the room, he shook his head at her words.  She definitely reminded him of his ex, they were both smart and well aware of it.  "I'll bring my files to the station for you to look over."

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Pancakes with an Axe Murderer?? || Agenthxff

Tori had woken up early, only having slept a couple of hours after saying good night to Ben. She didn’t mind though, she always woke up early. The earlier she got up the more time she had to sip her coffee and enjoy a good book. But this morning she was too busy cleaning up the piles of books, papers, and junk off her tables. Just in case Ben swung by for Pancakes she didn’t want him to think she was a slob. She honestly couldn’t remember the last time anyone had been in her apartment, actually she couldn’t remember anyone being in her apartment ever. She didn’t really have that many friends, just her coworkers at the diner.  So she’d spent her morning cleaning up, and making sure she actually changed out of pajamas for once.

Flipping the last couple of pancakes onto the plate she checked the bacon to make sure it wasn’t burning. She wiped a bit of pancake batter off her ‘Divergent’ t-shirt just as she heard a knock at the door. Tori all but skipped over to the door, peeking through the peephole to see Ben. When she swung it open she smiled at him, running her hand through her long hair. “Morning! Come on in! I’ve got bacon on the stove and coffee in the pot.”

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When Ben finally got home he tried to sleep, but his brain just wouldn't shut off.  He was thinking of the girl he had just spent the last hour talking to.  He thought of what she said about meeting someone.  It just happens.   But he didn't want to jump any conclusions that she might not have come to as well. When he finally did drift off he didn't sleep long, the sun hadn't risen yet when he got out of bed.  Dressing in running clothes he started out only intending to run three or four miles but it was close to seven when he finished.  It felt good to just let go and run, something he hadn't done in months.

It was nearing seven thirty when he finally started walking back to his place, he was sure that he was going to end up seeing Tori.  He couldn't get her out of his head this morning.  This hadn't happened since he met his ex.  He hesitated a moment when he stood before her door, it was just pancakes.  He told himself this a few times before knocking on the door.  

"Coffee does sound good, my pot is still in a box somewhere."  He smiled as he stepped through the door.  "How was your morning?"

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irretrievabledelicacy

"I'm sorry, I didn't get your name."