we're gonna fix this.

Sheriff Rowe, Salmon Bay County. Akomish. Older brother. Just a plain normal guy. [indie semi-private Reggie Rowe RP blog]

[milch-tuete]

First thing that popped into my head when Delsin said he’d take him for a sightseeing tour…

[akomishcopman]

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[goddessofbloodandfire-deactivat]

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[TEXT] OKAY REAL QUICK!!!

[TEXT] DUPES ARE AFTER ME AND

[TEXT] I NEED SOMEWHERE TO LAY LOW AGAIN

[TEXT] MIND IF I CRASH AT YOUR PLACE.

[TEXT] :*

[akomishcopman]

[text; Maddox, S.] Maybe I should just drop the badge and babysit conduits instead.

[text; Maddox, S.] Can you make it here safe?

[text; Maddox, S.] If anything goes wrong, send some sign.

[lola-loves-gaming]

"Reggie, no."

[goddessofbloodandfire-deactivat]

Sadda sighed with relief. "Oh thank god. You don't understand how grateful I am." She crouched low as flashlights moved across the window and refelected inside the apartment. "Uh, you wouldn't happen to know a safer way out of here?" She looked up at the older man.

[akomishcopman]

Well, at least she was willing to listen and cooperate, or at least so it seemed. So far, so good — except for the D.U.P. patrolling outside. Reggie did take notice, however, of how promptly the girl reacted to the lights invading the apartment. Good. The way things were right now, they would definitely need to stay alert.

"Yeah uh... No. Not really. No." He huffed, taking yet another look around. Alright, maybe there was a safer way out, now that the damage was done anyway. "But I guess we can—"

He cut himself short, eyes locked on the front door. Making his way there in a few steps, the sheriff tried the doorknob, to no avail; searched for keys, and nothing. "Right. We can just..."

One kick, then another, and the door broke open. There was no time for fumbling with lock picking anyway.

"Yeah, this will do." He nodded towards the hall. "With the streets swarming with D.U.P. men, we better stay inside. Maybe we can figure this out once we reach the rooftop."

[akomishcopman]

He walked into the house limping in secret, peeking around corners cautious of his brother. The coast seemed clear, and he hobbled straight toward the back of the hall to his room.

"— I can hear you, you know?"

Except it wasn’t exactly like hearing. If anything, silence seemed to grow quieter, the atmosphere thicker all over the house whenever Delsin put too much effort in not getting caught. It was no surprise that, after almost a decade of putting up with his brother, he had developed some sixth sense at some point, an almost supernatural awareness to all sorts of Delsin’s antics.

(Granted, having checked his location through the phone’s GPS link just before getting up to see what was left to be found in the fridge also helped.)

"So," he said, voice firm and loud just enough to be heard, and made his way from the kitchen to the hall in deliberately slow steps, chin held up. "What have you done now?"

[aftermidnightgamer]

Oh, if the sky comes falling down, for you

There’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do.

[goddessofbloodandfire-deactivat]

She smiled and nodded. "Akomish." She gulped. "So you're not...going to take me in right? Cause I think if I get another strike my dads going to kill me. Sadda. Sadda Maddox."

Sadda was feeling pretty crappy and just wanted to take a shower and sleep. "Listen I just need a couple of minutes if that's no problem. I got DUPES all on my ass for something I didn't even do. Some idiot is going around messing with the DUP and now they're taking it out on anyone even remotely suspicious."

[akomishcopman]

Akomish, of course. Supposedly Akomish bio-terrorist who wasn't exactly pleased with all the noise Delsin had been making — and at least with that last bit he could definitely agree, even if for whole different reasons. Day was only getting better.

"Look, uh—" He rubbed his face and pinched the bridge of his nose, taking a deep breath. Not that it did much to help him muster the patience and willpower to deal with that, but it was worth the shot. "Actually, there is a problem. Since, you know, this place is not mine nor yours and, just in case you didn't get it the first time, I'm a cop."

Which was only more reason for him to find a way to help her. As the sheriff, he was bound to protect his people more than anyone else.

"Okay, so. Why don't you just... catch your breath, and then we go find some place where you can stay safe without trespassing?" It was the best he could offer, given the circumstances. "I don't intend to take you in, alright? But you gotta help me here and play by the book."

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'Space Needle' by Tim Durkan

[tombadgerlocks]

Argh, fear me! I am a bio-terrorist! Run away in fear! 

[goddessofbloodandfire-deactivat]

Sadda cursed under her breath. Her back was to the man but she could certainly hear the rattle of a gun. "Listen i just need to lay low for at least an hour. Im soaked, I've been running for what seems like forever and I could eat a hoarse, figuratively of course." She huffed. It felt like her chest was burning.

She slowly turned toward the man and pulled back the hood on her jacket and narrowed her eyes. "You look kind of familiar..." Sadda looked around the dim lit apartment. "Is this your place?" She asked still out of breath.

[akomishcopman]

He was about to kindly explain that, no matter how hungry, tired or soaked one was, it was still no excuse to break into someone else's property, when the young woman turned around and showed her face. There was an obvious sign of recognition in those eyes, and he was pretty sure his own expression mirrored hers.

"Hell, no," he answered with a sigh, putting the gun back to the holster. With arms now folded, shifting his weight from one leg to the other, he took in the room before facing her again. "Sheriff Rowe. Guess it's safe to assume you're from Salmon Bay too, huh?" 

[goddessofbloodandfire-deactivat]

The rain was pelting Sadda hard on the face. She ran as fast as she could through Seattles Lantern District. Of course it felt like all lights were on her. She kept her black hoodie over her head. She made a beeline for an open window and threw herself in. She scrambled up making sure the Dupes didn't spot her.

[akomishcopman]

One day, that whole mess would be over. D.U.P.'s siege over Seattle would end, bio-terrorists would be locked in whatever sort of cage was capable of hold them, and people who happened to be a little different but posed no threat to society would be granted the basic right to come and go wherever they please. When that day came, they would take the truck again and finally visit the Space Needle — a proper visit, not climbing up with superpowers or anything like that.

For now, however, he was stuck with a goddamned storm, soaked from head to toe. With no signal on his phone, while his brother was chasing after — whatever. Some sort of flashy pyrotechnics, probably.

He was trying to make it to a fire escape, hoping that climbing higher would help with his phone's reception, when he caught sight of someone breaking into the building through a window just ahead. Someone, as in can't-tell-Delsin-from-Betty-under-that-rain sort of identification. 

It could be his brother. Granted, it was more likely to be just a waste of time, but he'd better find some shelter anyway, so why not check it at once?

"Hey!" The low rumble of his voice broke the silence, as he made his way into the building through that same window, by the fire escape — and just as he expected, there was no prompt reply from Delsin. Shit. Gun in hand, finger off the trigger; better safe than sorry. "C'mon, I'm not here to serve anyone on a silver plate to the D.U.P. You show yourself, and we talk."

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[uglyawkwardlady]

It’s that ah… pitching arm again, huh?

[birdoforigami]

Easier to Run | K & R

Deputy Kaylee Moore was 31 years old, had never missed a single day of work before her leave of absence, always recycled her garbage, was a good and quiet neighbor and right now was definitely running for her life in the crowded of Seattle, shouting to get people out of her way, for their own safety.

Of course they had to catch her, of course it was when she wasn’t even using her powers on purpose, of course it would be a damn hidden camera and then the hell was all over her in less than five minutes (and she would laugh later than they were faster than the ambulance service). Well, at least they were louder, she could hear them before they took her street and, leaving everything behind, she started to run.

Kaylee just ran, she didn’t know what to do and they weren’t giving up on her chase, so she just ran. What could paper do against concrete? And even in the chance that she could choke those bastards with a storm of papers, even then she still was a cop and murder wasn’t her thing.

So she ran… right into a tall man who was too busy talking into his damn phone to pay attention to anything around him. She couldn’t avert it, as soon as she noticed what was going to happen, she tried to stop, to take another direction, anything, but she was running with her full powers, being boosted by it, and she couldn’t neither avert crashing into him nor the way they fell into the pavement, a confusion of limbs and feet.

"Oh shit! Oh God! Oh fuck!" 

[akomishcopman]

Sure, being tackled down by a giant folded paper chain while he tried to keep track of his brother was just what he needed right now. As if the day could get any better.

"Yeah, that's a hell of a speech, lady." If his humorless mumble wasn't enough to make clear how pleased he was after the sudden encounter — that was certainly a way of putting it —, the look he threw her would do the job. Still, he helped her up as soon as he was on his feet again.

There was probably some message he didn't even want to think about in offering a hand to a bio— conduit, he reminded himself. A person.

And a person who seemed to be deep in trouble, judging by the look on her face and the sort of obvious fact that she was on the run. And though the sheriff still thought most of people should remain in cages, what threat some paper girl could possibly pose? Paper cuts weren't exactly deadly.

Well, he wouldn't find out if the D.U.P. got to her.

"C'mon." He let out an exasperated sigh, pointing the way ahead with a nod. Delsin had been freeing those people all over town; it wouldn't hurt if he helped one. Right?

Yeah, you go play Supercop.

"We gotta get you outta here."

[attorneywright-blog]

Infamous: Second Son + a bond between brothers