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greyson-roberts:

“Both.—Not sure which facts are true and which ones are twisted to have a story, and the fire, it’s just…surreal.” He answered the familiar voice while still fixated on the words printed before blue orbs landed on the other. Almost immediately, Grey’s eyes fell to the crutch under Caiden’s arm, already making assumptions at what happened. “What the hell happened?” Was all that came from his mouth, though was it meant about the fire or the other’s leg was the real question; Grey genuinely curious about both.

It had been surreal, in every sense of the word. One minute, everyone had been dancing and enjoying themselves; the next, it was like something out of a movie, with everyone scrambling to make it out alive. He recalled the screams, the heat of the fire, and the debris as it fell onto him. With the question, his gaze dropped to the crutch before lifting back to the other, “Guess I’m apart of what’s true.” He attempted a grin, but it only lasted mere seconds. “Fire took over the house pretty quickly, a lot of debris came falling down on everyone. Guess I was one of the lucky ones to get caught under it.” He rolled his shoulders, knowing that many others had suffered way worse than he had.

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littleainsworth:

“Yeah. Very, very lucky.” She added, bringing the bottle to her lips she took a sip before setting the basket down with food. “Whens the last time you had some girl feed you, huh, Caiden?” She asked narrowing her eyes up at the male, closing the space between them, she tilted her head back a bit more. “Oh really? How much more, and I don’t know about you, but I think I need a little more convincing to know how lucky I am.”

“Can’t say I remember the last time. Kind of been having to fend for myself lately.” He smiled with the words, watching as she moved closer, remaining where he stood as he now looked down at her. “More than enough to put us in the right mood.” Of course, he wasn’t aware that she wasn’t -- human. “Is that right? See, you’re lucky because I’m happy to oblige.”

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cthompsxn:

“Couldn’t we just settle for you sitting here and talking to me instead of helping?”

“Yeah, alright; I guess we could do that instead. So --- how are you holding up, with everything?”

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thalialevesquexx:

For the first time, Thalia was alone. With Lenny, Maddox and Bonnie all leaving town, who did she even have left ? Maybe that was why she couldn’t sleep. With having no one staying with her, that would have been why she didn’t sleep well. “I don’t think anyone did.” Even though bad stuff always happened in Salems Point, what had happened at the Gautier House was unpredictable. “I haven’t even been back to work ever since the fire either.” She admitted as she looked at him.

When he was a kid, Caiden had always seen himself as something invincible, had always seen others as this way too. He knew that people grew old and passed on, but it was such a strange concept when one was a kid. He hadn’t experienced the loss of someone close to him until he was in his late teens, and by then, it had made more sense to him. But this, the fire that had randomly started, it didn’t make much sense to him. “There’s, um --- people at the college. They’re talking to the students and professors, helping anyone that needs it. I could set something up, if you wanted.” Despite his words, Caiden hadn’t even spoken to anyone about the fire -- at least not more than the fact he got his leg broken but that wasn’t about it.

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greyson-roberts:

“—This is ridiculous.” He voiced to himself aloud. Now standing outside the Daily Point after having turned his notice of return in from his leave, in hand are the various newspapers following the weeks of the fire. Reading over the articles that were sadly not written by him, Grey only shook his head, pissed at himself for not being there. Things we’re vastly different in town, that much he could tell, though what it was still remained unknown.

“Which part? The article or the fire?” He questioned without pause, having overheard the other as he moved down the sidewalk. That day he opted for only one crutch, situated under his arm to alleviate some of the pressure applied to his leg. It’d been a few weeks since the fire, which meant that he still had several to go before his leg was fully healed.

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littleainsworth:

“Oh your so lucky i’m down for drinks.” She told the other as she walked over to him grabbing one of the beer bottles. “And your also lucky I brought us food. I don’t do this for anyone.” She looked over her shoulder giving the male a playful wink. “I hope you have more of this, cause I don’t get drunk easily.”

“Is that right, am I now?” It was only moments before a grin curved the edges of his lips, Caiden chuckling as he moved to open up his own bottle. After taking a sip, he lowered his arm, the bottle hovering at his side. “Now it seems you’re in luck, because I have a lot more where these came from.”

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natxmercer:

She did look the same, Natalie was that aware. However, no one could see the scars that she hid underneath her clothes or the months that had managed to change her completely. Hunters that she had managed to meet throughout her time away told her that soldiers went and saw trauma and were able to relocate themselves – to find themselves, bullshit was the word that ringed in her head when she heard those stories. “Ah yes – I am not related to the Delore family or any other blonde here – it’s hard to stand out in the waves of blonde skinny girls – but I guess for you it’s just hard to stand in general.”

“Then I suppose I can cross out long lost cousin of the Delores’ off the list. Must have just been my mind playing tricks.” Or perhaps it was the combination of his lack of sleep and prescription pain killers for his leg playing the tricks. “Yeah, can’t really do it without these guys,” he rattled the crutches at his words. “Ah --- this is going to sound strange. But since you work here, are you all still needing the statements from the other night?”

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thalialevesquexx:

A small sigh escaped her lips as she sat on the seat. Just as yesterday, she took another day off. Ever since the fire, Thalia hadn’t been ready to go back to work. Nor was she really ready to go out into the public yet. But there she was anyway. Out and about for what ever reason. Looking over as she heard the familiar voice, she tried to smile. “Tired. Haven’t really slept that much lately. How have you been feeling?”

Getting a proper night’s rest almost seemed like a thing of the past, something that Caiden hadn’t quite experienced in days, maybe even weeks. The fire, the losses the town experienced, Blaike waking up to find that her brother had died -- it all seemed to keep him up at night, to prevent him from truly getting a good night’s sleep. “Yeah, I’m in the same position. I just -- never thought something like this would happen.” There was still so much that didn’t make sense to him, that kept the questions burning in his mind.

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( @littleainsworth )

“Care to join me?”

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( @thalialevesquexx )

Things had been vastly different around town since the night of the fire, and there was a tenseness to the air that only seemed to be getting worse with each day. Despite the cast that he had to wear, Caiden didn’t let it stop him from moving around town, nor did he let it get in the way of his day to day. Thankfully, however, his classes were done for the day and he was finally able to relax. Or relax as well as he could, considering. Turning his attention to the woman beside him, he sighed softly before he spoke, “How are you feeling?”

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cthompsxn:

“It’s really not necessary.” Caitlyn denoted rather quietly, her hair still hanging lifelessly over the half of her face still healing from the fire. “I’m perfectly capable of closing the place on my own, but you do need to.. well… I mean — we’re closing so..”

“I may have a banged up leg, but I’m still able to help another out, if need be.”

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natxmercer:

Yes, she had seen the posters – missing what a stupid word to put over someone’s photo. Not to mention that she was positive that people realized she was missing months later, so fuck them and their fake concern. Natalie was back in Salem – and god did she hate it. But alas there was nothing else to do but embrace the fuckingness that came into this town. Grabbing her microwave plate she sat down on one of the benches in front of the station, “What? you’ve never seen anyone eat on their lunch break?” 

“No, sorry; I didn’t mean to stare. You just --- looked familiar for a moment.” But he was shaking his head, displacing the momentary thought from his head. Holding the crutches under his arms, Caiden used the support of them to stay off his bad leg. He’d been coming to the police station to provide the statement that he had neglected to the night of the fire, but he hadn’t been all that keen to go in yet.

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thalialevesquexx:

Noticing that something was wrong with his leg, a frown formed upon her lips. This was something she didn’t like. Someone she cared for getting injured in what had happened. “I’m going to have to go to the hospital even if I do get checked out.” She pointed out. “But I’ll only go if you go too.”

Deep down, Caiden wanted to avoid the hospital at all costs. There was something unsettling about going to the hospital that Blaike lay unresponsive in, with the rumors of Jamie’s death in the back of his mind. He was already holding himself from saying anything to Thalia, wanting her to get checked out before he voiced anything she may not have heard yet. “If that’s what it will take, then alright. We both go to the hospital, and we both get checked out by the doctor.”

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haileexsparks:

After failing to get her landlord on the phone she hung up and took a glance her. She had been twenty dollars short off her rent – twenty bucks, and yet her landlord managed to lock her out till she got that money. Though this would be a great time to call Kali or Derek, she knew she couldn’t because of the lovely event that had taken over the ball. “Do you know of any local motels? That you know don’t charge a fee? Like a unicorn motel.”

“Sorry, I don’t --- like a what motel?” He’d never heard the saying before, uncertain what she meant by it as his brows pulled together. Then again, he didn’t know much about the local motels as he’d never needed to stay at one.

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brennanxgautier:

          “You really shouldn’t express condolences, it was only a house.” Many others had lost their lives, the Delore parents and a Knight included. Memories Brennan could look back on could be considered insignificant in comparison to those who would never live to see another day.  

“Guess it’s just out of habit. Or because I’m not really sure what someone says to another who just lost their family home.” Of course, he’d learned that the rumors of what had happened to Jamie were true, and it was a pill he hadn’t been able to swallow yet. Despite all that had transpired between the two, at one point they had been good friends.

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tctumdelore:

               It wasn’t until she felt Caiden’s hand pulling her cheek towards his eye direction that she finally let herself see the male, allowing him to see her in such a broken and fragile state where her make up was rushing down her face in different directions and her hair was clinging to the sweat that was forming along her face and neck. His words were soothing, something she had asked for rather than him sitting down and throwing them out so carelessly thinking he was helping, the words were something she needed to hear in that exact moment and hearing them from Caiden was enough to make the shaking of her hands begin to slow down. “I’m just scared the pain won’t stop.”

There was nothing to be understood when it came to a certain level of loss, not even if one had gone through a similar loss themselves. For Tatum, it was a loss that could not be describe, to lose both parents in such a tragic manner. The only loss that Caiden had felt was that of Blaike, and there was still a possibility of her coming out of it, no matter how slim it was. Lifting a hand gently, he brushed some of the stray hairs off Tatum’s face. His thumb wiped at the tears sliding down her cheeks, his own lips curved down. “The pain will stop, in a sense. They were your parents, Tatum; you’ll always feel a sort of pain. But that’s not going to stop you, because you’re going to get through this, alright? Just take each day one step at a time. Grieve for your parents, and remember all the good memories you have of them.”

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acacianavarro:

“You look it,” Acacia answered sardonically as she realized it was Caiden she was speaking to. He would say that no matter what he felt. “I helped what I could of the worst injuries and more qualified people are with them and getting them out of here now. Stop telling me what to do and start telling me what’s wrong. Please.”

It wasn’t necessarily like Caiden to refuse the help of another, but when it came to disasters such as these, when there were others who needed the help more, things changed. His fingers tightened their hold within the material of his pants, lips curving down at the edges. “It’s, uh --- my leg. I think it’s been broken.”