Callie Cooper

Callie Cooper Twenty Three Human Intelligence Operative for the Institute Sister of Cameron Cousin of Cooper Cousin of Dexter "..."

[callie-coop-cooper]

joeysalvatored :

I don’t know, man. I’m just tryna eat my sandwich. Go ask the other Salvatore kid about getting a discounted gym membership or better yet, go ask our daddy dearest directly. For all we know, he might be yours too so. Automatic discount.

Joey! My guy! My hero! Tackler of the Sal’s Special after just one attempt! [ laughs and points to the seat beside him ] You mind if I sit? I can promise you right now that I’m not going to try to join the gym through you-- or by any other means, for that matter.

Didn’t realise Salvatore was your dad. Don’t tell my mom, she’ll insist I never speak to you again.

[callie-coop-cooper]

lulu-matthews :

“Sorry. I’m sorry. I usually don’t take up so much space…It’s just…Research papers take up a lot of space. Sorry. Let me move everything. Sorry. Sit down. Can I get you anything? Coffee? Juice? A small snack?”

“No, it’s fine. Don’t worry about it. As long as I have laptop space, I’m good.” She smiled as she sat down, moving some papers to make room for said laptop. “Juice would be amazing though. Just whatever’s here. What are you working on?”

[callie-coop-cooper]

candycoatedmatthews :

So…. t h i s is Havensdale. I expected it to be sunnier.

You... do know this is Connecticut, right?

[callie-coop-cooper]

ricky-bmont :

Okay, next time someone invites me to a party I should probably make sure that it’s not being thrown by a student and that half the sophomores won’t be there. Because this is awkward, they aren’t supposed to know I have a life.

Probably a good idea, mister teacher assistant man. That is what you are, right? You know... besides that obvious monthly issue you’ve got going on. Oh, sorry. Surprise! Glad to be here to add to the awkwardness, Ricky B.

[callie-coop-cooper]

little-orphan-annelise :

‘M not hungry. Not hungry, not hungry, not hungry. I just…Sorry. It’s just a headache. That’s all.

Hey. Pull your shit together. You really want the next clean up you do to be your own? If you can’t control your urges you have no place being out in the field, Annelise.

[callie-coop-cooper]

What? No welcome home balloons?

That’s a shame. I only came back from the dead. The least you guys could do is throw me a party or two. Maybe bake a cake? No? Guess I’ll just have to settle for the Sal’s Special. Prayer circle, guys. Wouldn’t want me kickin’ it a second time.

[callie-coop-cooper]

ronitheblts :

Correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t the point of quaint, small town life that it’s supposed to be charming? I’m just not feeling it.

You haven’t gone to the right places if you think this place isn’t charming. Maybe head on down to Sal’s.

[callie-coop-cooper]

theprodigaljennings :

It’s okay, it happens. More often than y– Callie!? Oh my god, hey. Callie Cooper. How are you? Last I heard you were off to MIT, school of geniuses and circuit boards.

I’m great! How are you, Isaiah Jennings? That’s right, I went to MIT, I graduated, I am a certified genius, it’s true. But what about you? What have you been doing?

[callie-coop-cooper]

joeysalvatored :

Look, I’m sure that you– Holy crap, now that is a Special. I mean uh, I just haven’t seen anything so… gross and delicious in a while. Since moving here, actually. Thought the place down in Queens was the only place that could really do it. Just slop it all down onto the plate like that. Sorry, I’m just gonna… Get back to what I’m doing. Guess I just picked the wrong day to sit at the table next to Callie Cooper. My bad. You can get back to the– What was it? Zone?

Right? Right? You should totally get yourself one! Take a break from the studying, fill your stomach with this greasy goodness. Take it from me, the MIT graduate, one hour of a break is actually really good for you. That sounded really braggy, but I swear I wasn’t trying to rub my degree in anyone’s face. I’m just saying, breaks can be good. The place in Queens? You mean the one on the corner by the subway? Oh, no. Don’t apologise. It’s totally fine. Feel free to join me in the zone if you decide to tackle the special.

[callie-coop-cooper]

Welcome to Kreagan Valley, home of Callie Cooper.

“NOW EVERYTHING LOOKS JUST LIKE A HORROR CARTOON, AND I’M THINKING OF SOMETHING THAT I KNOW I SHOULDN’T DO.”

Something’s not quite right

Callie didn’t find the Institute during college and instead found herself in jail for hacking into a million other databases. She’s still the most intelligent, but she’s the family disappointment. At least she was up until she “died”.

Callie Cooper had always been different from her goody-two-shoes little brother, Cameron Cooper, and no matter how much Christian Cooper proved that his genes were literally scraped from the bottom of the gutter, nothing could change the fact that the girl with all the potential in the world was jailed for hacking into the FBI, the CIA, the BAU; basically, if it had an abbreviation, Callie hacked it. It was the CIA that got to her first and they provided her with the classic choice; work with us or spend a lifetime in jail. Being too proud for her own good, Callie chose the life in jail. There was no way in hell she would ever be working for such a corrupt system and, frankly, she already had an escape plan.

It didn’t take her long to break out of her cell, but from that day onward she was a wanted woman. Going home wasn’t an option. See, as awful as she was, Callie still loved her family and she couldn’t ask them to lie for her. They couldn’t become accomplices in her crimes. So she worked on changing her identity and just as she was about to board a plane to Europe, she found it; the Institute. You would think she would have learned her lesson, but no. Callie was still as curious as ever and soon she was so deep inside their database that she couldn’t even cover her tracks anymore. They found her. She had expected to be sent to jail again, but instead they hit her with a much different option; work with us or die. What they didn’t tell her was that it didn’t matter what she chose. The second she agreed to go with them, they were already setting up her fake death. Evidentially, the Institute wasn’t prepared to work with a wanted criminal. It was too much hassle than it was worth and her objections meant nothing to them.

So there she was, stuck exactly where she didn’t want to be. It wasn’t all that bad. Some people were tolerable and she was even able to get a message to her little brother letting him know that she hadn’t died. At least she hadn’t at that point. Callie was just walking from her lab to get a soda when it happened; Piper Renderos had escaped. Those moments were a blur, but she can remember the girl’s fangs sinking into her neck before everything went blank. Callie woke a few days later with an insane thirst and a confession from the Institute that they had brought her back; as a vampire. She was too great an asset and they couldn’t let her go and now she was even more valuable to them. A year has passed since she was changed and the vampire who turned her still hasn’t been found. However, it seems Piper may have resurfaced and, under the supervising eyes of another vampire, Agent Alex Andrews, Callie has been sent back to Kreagan Valley to help bring her maker back in. Callie has other plans, but she never was much of a field agent.

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION:

Twenty Three

Vampire; turned 2013, age 22

Escaped Criminal

Death was faked by The Institute; Spring 2013

[callie-coop-cooper]

ohricky-ursofine:

                        Hey, do you know where I can find the regular pretzel sticks? Not the knotty kind, those are no good for dipping. I need the stick kind.

Oooh, and salted peanuts. Can’t forget the salted peanuts.

                       Ricky?

[callie-coop-cooper]

ronitheblts:

Well, so far, so good.

A little extra grease and these chili cheese fries would probably kill me, but they sure make a hell of a welcome. Is it frowned upon around these parts to eat these every day?

Actually, if you ask me, it’s encouraged. You can’t come to Havensdale and expect to leave with your arteries in any sort of good condition. But also, you’re in Havensdale. When did that happen? Is this a permanent thing?

[callie-coop-cooper]

thenotso-prodigalson:

[Emerging from the ‘Without a Hitch’ offices waving around his incense or sage, either way there’s some serious cleansing going on here]

Yup, there we go. Good as new! We’ll try and see any negative vibes make their way into our dojo now, Jules! … Jules? Damn, I really thought after the great Feng Shui I performed on the place the other week she’d be here for this. I mean sure, there might have been some tripping and the new girl almost broke an ankle but… Besides the point.

Hey! Hey, how you doin’? Feeling cleansed? Are you feeling these cleansing vibes?

I-... I’m sorry, I missed everything after the first ‘hey’. You’re not- Gosh! Isaiah?

[callie-coop-cooper]

joeysalvatored:

I can hear you lurking.

Either spit it out or breathe through your nose. Or the more anticipated option of just leaving. Whatever you want, I don’t care. I’m sure I’m not the only town bastard around here so move along.

Some of us gotta pass to get the hell back out of this backwards ass town.

Okay, wow! I am trying to eat the Sal’s Special over here, okay? You can’t eat the Sal’s Special without breathing through your mouth a little. It is not a dish for the aesthetic orientated. I’m not lurking, I’m being in the zone. It’s been a long time since I conquered this beast and while I am sympathetic to your studying needs, I’m afraid you picked the wrong day to sit at the table next to Callie Cooper.

[callie-coop-cooper]

danny-mcr:

Finally. Breathing room.

I swear, between the pom-poms, textbooks, Tootsie Roll wrappers, ringing phones and pancake emergencies I don’t think I’ve had a decent sleep all week.

Which is why you my friend have to feel totally chill about whacking me over the head should I drift off here. I don’t wanna wake up in my pie. It’s such a good slice of pie…

You bet your precious little tooshie I’ll be whacking you over the head. That pie is a god-send and you will not be ruining it by dropping that mop into-OH MY GOSH! Danny!? Daniel McReid, is that you!? There is scruff on your chin!

[callie-coop-cooper]

morethanjustacassidy:

“Is there anywhere good to eat around here? I’m pretty sure I just saw the eggs move over in Sal’s.”

“Okay, first of all, you need the stomach for Sal’s. Sal’s is not for the weak. Secondly, Sal’s is a town treasure! Thirdly, Sal is a treasure! What is happening to this place!? Where is your respect?”

[callie-coop-cooper]

coop-coop-cooper:

This is what I’m saying! This is what I’m sa–

Callie! Oh my God! I mean, hi. I mean, hey. You’re here! I didn’t know you were coming. It- It’s not the holidays already is it? Because I have been studying and if- if I missed finals… Oh no. Oh, my life prospects just went down the drain. I might as well ask Sal if he has any jobs and– No offense Sal! Sorry, hi. You’re here.

Hey, Coop! -pulling him into a hug- I am, I’m here! Oh no, don’t panic your little head. I’ve been given some time off so here I am. I mean, where else am I really going to go? -laughs- Hey. Make that two, Sal.