chase alexander

[chasealexander]

a-dang​:

emitylor​:

location   ╱╱ cressino farm. 

as isaak made his presence on stage he slipped behind aeva &. snaked his arm around her neck, pushing her against his chest. his lips right at her ear ❝ не волнуйся, любовь моя, я тебя понял. просто смирись с этим.❞ he whispers and as isaak shoots, he narrows his eyes ( he’s never been one for killing woman &. children. they were simply off limits in his mind but he wasn’t pres &. rules were rules )  back to aeva. the man that has been her date saw his actions and went to lauch to protect aeva or to swing at him but milo’s actions were faster. milo placed the gun right on aeva’s temple ❝ i wouldn’t do that if i were you. if you make one single move, i will blow her pretty little brains all over you .  ❞ each word that left his lips were false accusations , her would never hurt one single hair on her head but they were acting &. was it one hell of a performance. ❝ chase is it —-  ❞ he made a brief pause &. his head tilted to the side . his arm lossens around her neck as he gets closer the balcony of the farm with aeva , his hand now wrapped around her neck , as he looks at chase ❝ you make any sudden movements to alert anyone &. i will throw her ass over this balcony. do you understand ? ❞

┊   closed    starter   :   @a-dang​   &.    @chasealexander  ┊

   While Aeva knew that the Vipers were brewing something all along, what she did not expect was the magnitude of it. It was too easy to slip into her role as ‘panicked guest’ as the Vipers came to round up all the attendees and held them all in the reception venue. Before she knew it, however, an arm wrapped around her neck, yanking her back. For a split second, she thought she was in real trouble, perhaps even found out. But as soon as she caught a whiff of his familiar perfume aided by the utterance of a string of Russian in her ear, she knew she was in safe hands. 

   However, Isaak’s gun had gone off, and it promptly put a horrified expression on her features. While she took care of men and handled them for information purposes, she went no further than drugging them. Killing was a whole other ballgame, and the reaction was strewn on her face. 

   The killing in cold blood seemed to have cause a wild variety of reactions amongst everyone, and she knew her date would snap into his senses, seeing as Chase was a cop. “Chase!” she cried out, directing his attention only unto the helpless sight of her. And perhaps Milo had counted on this too, because quick as Chase attempted to interfere, the cold end of a gun was suddenly pressed against her temple. 

   “Chase–” Aeva sobbed, feigning grasping at Milo’s arm around her, putting on her best show as she locked eyes with him, hoping that her theatrics would dissuade him from further doing any sort of heroism. // @chasealexander​

(POST PLOT DROP - MARCHAND WEDDING)

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The wedding took a turn for the worst and the chaos that erupted stormed in completely, at least to him, unexpected. The helicopter that showed up unannounced was the first sign of trouble, but the well dressed people who exited made chills run down his spine. They all held a similar look, strong jaws and bright but deadly eyes. They were dressed to the nines and had a similar looks plastered on each of their faces, somewhere between smug and coy. Chase surveyed the crowd and it was obvious that he wasn’t the only one who tensed up at the new and uninvited guests. He couldn’t help himself for automatically reaching to where his gun would’ve been had he been more prepared, but who needed weapons at a happy family wedding?

Some man, who Chase assumed was the leader of the pack, got on stage and started to give a speech but he was more concerned with the people moving around the crowd and the second he saw someone reach for a gun, Chase leaped into action. He couldn’t be stupid because he wasn’t carrying, but he couldn’t sit there and do nothing. And even though he didn’t understand what was happening, the man figured that it was better to act now and ask questions later. 

However, the opportunity didn’t come because his date was suddenly snatched by someone else and he had to watch the cold barrel of a gun press against the terrified woman’s temple. He moved forward as a shot went off and for a moment he expected Aeva to come toppling down, but it was further away and screams erupted all around. “Easy!” Chase lifted his palms up. He wasn’t above letting go of his pride in a situation like this one. In fact, he was trained to do just that because being the though guy rarely ended well. “Let go of her, no one else needs to get hurt here.” He tried to persuade the man. “I already called for backup.” He lied. But how did he know his name?

@emitylor​​

[chasealexander]

maddison-campbell​:

When another spoke up, the brunette didn’t move an inch instead listening to the mans words as she glared daggers at the man before her, as if to tempt him to make her follow through with her threat. Because if there was anything that Maddison Campbell stood by it was her word. And if there had been a way to follow through with her threat, without causing a scene or drawing any unwanted attention to herself then she would have done so in a heart beat. Just to feel the satisfying snap of his bones and watch the smug smirk instantaneously fall from his features to be replaced by a scowl of pain. “Or you could test your luck. But  it’s at your own risk.” She drawled, a second and final warning as she stood her ground, squaring her shoulders off as she stood to all of her 5′ft5 glory. There was something of a fleeting feeling of disappointment as the other shifted to step between them, evoking the woman to take an involutory step backward. Despite her own hope, the man begrudgingly turned on his heel and slunk back into the crowd before the other could reach the count of three. “Fucking coward.” She muttered under her breath, gaze following him before she lost sight amidst other guests. “You know I had him, didn’t need a knight in not so shining armor to come to my aid.” Maddy mused, finally turning her attention to partially familiar male that now towered over her. A thank-you perhaps would have sufficed, but asking nor needing the help of others was simply not in her nature. “His kind aren’t exactly a rare breed around here.”

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Chase used to think, despite being raised by a police officer who taught him better, that it never rained on anyone in sunny Southern California. That, at most, it’d mist over people’s heads and mess up their day as one big inconvenience but people like the woman he shielded, who spat out so much disgust, showed him a different side of life on the west coast— one that made people rotten and angry and perfectly unbothered all at once, and one that he tried to keep his own boy from. “Are the newlyweds okay with having idiots like that around?” What type of wedding was this anyway? Everything so far had gone well and it was obviously the family had money, but something felt weird about it. It wasn’t something Chase could put his finger on, more like a gut feeling. He turned to look at the woman and took a couple of steps back, giving her space. His kind. The way she phrased it made Chase look around the wedding venue at the guests who’d minded their own business throughout the would’ve-been altercation. He wasn’t sure if the woman meant that there were other sleazy people there or in the city in general, but it was obvious that the wedding was filled with happy drunk people and some dimwits. He scoffed in amusement at her words, following it up with a low chuckle. “I’m glad you meant what you said because I wasn’t planning on stepping in past where I needed to.” He admitted, but wondered who hurt her. Chase cocked his head to the side, realizing he had seen her before. “We’ve met, haven’t we?” He hadn’t put two and two together yet. 

[chasealexander]

samanthaxreed​:

Starring: @chasealexander​

Locale: Dessert bar

“You know,” she began in a slow approach around the decadent sweets, lips curved into a mirthful smile. “If you keep looking like somebody pissed in your Cheerios every time I come around, I’ll probably start to get offended.” Probably. For all intents and purposes, badgering Chase came with the territory of her job at this point, though Sam wouldn’t deny getting a slight kick out of his obvious reluctance. Not one to burn bridges or sour a useful connection, she scooped up two glasses of champagne from a passing tray and extended one to the officer. “Peace offering? C’mon, we’re both off the clock today.”

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Samantha and Chase had a complicated relationship, at least that’s how he imagined she described it to anyone who arched a curious brow in their direction. Chase would say that Samantha could be annoying as fuck, but the truth was that life wouldn’t be the same without a little Reed in it. “First of all, now I know why you walk around with a stick up your ass. It’s because you think people are supposed to have Cheerios in the morning. Next time you come into the station I’ll have a breakfast bagel or something for you.” The blonde really was everywhere, even at this wedding where he didn’t know anyone except his date and the blonde. Chase looked at the alcoholic drinks in her hand and hesitated for a moment before talking on. “I’m not going to cheers on it.” He said about the peace offering. “How’d you end up here? Are you friends with the newlyweds?”

[chasealexander]

a-dang​:

   “Oh,” Talk about a case of misunderstanding there. Briefly embarrassed, Aeva chuckled it off, nervously tucking her hair behind her air, gathering her composure as she attempted to correctly answer his question this time around. “The bride and I met each other a few months back. I think during Valentine’s Day, if I remember correctly. And we’ve been friends ever since. Julia’s seriously just lovely. I mean, you’ve seen her.” 

   After giving her own, the bartender was curt enough to get onto their orders right away. “Rex, yes. Your son, right?” It wasn’t lost on her that he was a dad, that some people their age were already parents. She, however, knew she was ways to go in that path. As such, she settled on getting to know the kids instead of coveting her own. “I’m glad his mom was able to take him. Good bonding time, and all.” Up against the bar counter, she leaned onto the counter slightly, her arm resting on the edge to support her frame. “How old is he now?”

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Chase could tell that his comment embarrassed her by the flush he noted on her cheeks, but he liked the other one more— the one the followed his earlier compliment. “You must’ve made an impression for her to invite you to her wedding after only a couple of months.” But Chase understood that, he’d met people in his life who he had instant connections with just like that. “She seems like a really happy person, I can see why her groom looks so in love.” The man perked an eyebrow when she recalled his boy’s name. It made him smile and give Aeva a nod. “I’m surprised you remembered.” Rex like king, because that’s how Chase saw his son. 

He didn’t think she wanted to listen to the hardships of the divorce process and custody battles so he nodded, pressing his lips together. “We’re trying to keep him as unaffected as possible.” Or rather, Chase was trying. The bartender finished mixing their drinks and slid them over the bar top towards the two. Chase grabbed his and brought it up to his lips before taking a swig. He took a moment to look at Aeva before he said anything else. “If you don’t mind me having two left feet, I’d love to dance with you after these.” He motioned to the drinks.  

[chasealexander]

[chasealexander]

maddison-campbell​:

It was fair to say that any kind of formal event, like that of a wedding left the brunette feeling well and truly out of her comfort zone. Having witnessed the turbulent relationship between her parents growing up, she never truly understood the concept of marriage and how two people could sign their lives away to one another only to watch it all go up in flames. It all seemed rather pointless. Nevertheless, while she had never received an invitation crashing the reception felt easy, a little too easy and despite the small butterfly knife hidden in the pocket of her pants she still felt somewhat uneasy. Even more so as she watched both of her once closest friends head off with their respective dates. Though Maddison was no stranger to her own company; plucking a champagne flute from a passing waiter she made her way to the corner of the room, watching over the crowd as she did. That moment alone however, was short lived as another that she had run into at the bar earlier in the afternoon came to stand beside her. “I told you before Greg and I’ll tell you again. I’m not interested. So do us both a favor and politely fuck off.” She mused, stepping forward and away from the leering male. Only as she did he reached forward to grab her wrist, pushing her to immediately yank her arm back and away from him. “Touch me again and I swear I’ll break every fucking bone in your hand.” She warned, tone cold. 

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“Hey, buddy. Are you an idiot?” Chase blinked, blanked, and missed the moment his feet started moving to close the distance between where he’d been and where the brunette and the other male were. His own hand had reached out after she had yanked hers free, but his fingers wrapped around the man’s wrist and gave him a taste of his own medicine before he could reach for her again. How he always managed to get himself involved in these types of situations? He’d never know. “Listen to the lady.” Chase registered the threat she spat, feeling proud of the near stranger but kept his eyes on the male. “You’re at a wedding pal, this is not the time to test your luck.” Despite what was unfolding at that moment, the scene was minimally scandalous. Too many others were focused on the couple, their dates, or the drinks in their hand to give the three more than a quick and curious look. “Relax.” He said, stepping in front of the woman to become the barrier in between bodies. Something about the way the two males were starring each other down felt primitive, and it almost filled Chase with unwarranted excitement. “I’m going to give you ‘till three to walk away before I step aside and let her break that hand of yours, every fucking bone. Your choice.” His tone was cool, collected. “One... two...” 

[chasealexander]

a-dang​:

   As Chase extended his elbow for her to take, Aeva was more than happy to be in the presence of a proper gentleman, looping her arm around, whilst resting her other hand quaintly on top of it. It was sheer luck, that she found him to be for a date. To the untrained eye, they’d simply look like a polished pair attending the wedding, walking along as they belonged. 

   But once they reached the outdoor bar, she loosened her arm around his, but keeping a close distance to him still. “Spencer is my brother.” she plainly shared, sticking to the way she and Spencer had always liked to identify their relationship. Though they had yet to come up with the paperwork to actually support their familial claim to each other, it didn’t stop either one of them from presenting the other as such.

   Given the compliment, Aeva didn’t bother fighting off the blush that formed on the apples of her cheek, accompanied by a smitten smile. “Thank you. And how polite of you to be mindful of the bride.” At least, she knew he had good manners with him. As he turned to her then, she flickered her attention over to the bartender. “I’ll have a glass of champagne, please.” She would have ordered her usual cocktail, but the woman wanted to keep her wits about, knowing that she wasn’t entirely safe in the position she was in. “It’s a celebration, after all.” she gushed, beaming a radiant smile Chase’s way,

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Chase had never attended a wedding so... formal, and the venue not the decor made him think that because those were all cosy, relaxed, and bohemian. The vibe there, the atmosphere, had more to do with the guests in attendance and how they all seemed to walk around, greeting one another, with perfect posture and polite smiles. They seemed like the type of people who were used to holding that kind of bearing at all time even after a couple of drinks that were meant to loosen them up at events like these. And he’d never noticed how well Aeva fit into that kind of circle from their previous interactions. It was interesting to observe nonetheless. 

Her claim on Spencer was met with a nod since he already knew that from their work with the police station. Chase chuckled then, “I meant you and the newlywed couple, but my regards to Spence.” The man remarked with a lingering amused tone in his voice as another smirk stretched his lips out, leaving one side a bit askew. God, this was not his scene and he thought he sounded too dignified in that setting for the baseball loving dad he was but at least Aeva was at his side and she made him feel more at ease— which didn’t come at a surprise interestingly enough. He listened to her order, but his eyes remained on her the entire time. It was how he caught sight of the flush that crossed her cheeks, making her glow in an unexpected way. 

He noted her smile and hot it brightened up her face even more. She was a beautiful woman. “Y’know, would’ve loved coming here.” He wasn’t sure if she knew he had a kid, but Chase never hid that fact from anyone on purpose, not when the boy was his reason for living. “His name’s Rex and he’s a complete maniac. He’d be climbing all these trees  around by now, but it’s probably a good thing he’s with his mom tonight since I doubt anyone would appreciate a circus show during the reception.” 

[chasealexander]

location: backyard wedding yeehaw who: @maddison-campbell​ — closed. 

Chase was used to feeling out of place and like he didn’t belong because, well, most people didn’t want a cop around until they needed one. He didn’t really care and it never bothered him because he chose that profession and had seen his own mother go through the Ups and Downs all of his life. It was normal, familiar. Anything else would’ve been odd. It was also easy to spot him and pinpoint his profession from his demeanor, all it took was paying a little attention. He’d been seated with a glass of some kind of wine and a plate of half eaten stake when someone appeared in his peripheral vision. He wouldn’t have thought anything of it if the woman didn’t look uncomfortable. She was far enough for him to be unable to listen in on her conversation with the other person, but he turned, still, to look at her. She looked familiar, but why? He dealt with so many people on a weekly basis that most people were hard to keep track of unless they were repeat offenders, legally or otherwise. He wasn’t sure if she needed help getting out of that conversation, but he kept his eyes on her just in case. 

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a-dang​:

   Attending Julia’s wedding with someone completely new was exactly what Aeva had planned. Armed with the knowledge that Julia was a known Scorpion member, she hedged a guess that the invitees and attendees would most likely be her fellow members. Given the façade she operated on, it would serve her well to keep up with it, to further mine whatever information she could. Thus, it was a good call to attend the nuptials with a cop in her arm, if so to throw off whatever scent could potentially be on her. 

   “They sure did.” she remarked, brown irises lingering around to take in the rustic décor that littered the farm. It looked grand, and yet, effortlessly natural, a beautiful mix for such important day. 

   When he mentioned getting her a drink, Aeva was more than happy to oblige with some booze. “Thank you. I would love that.” Curtly, she stayed by his side, as they made their way towards the outdoor bar. “And again, thank you for agreeing to be my date. I wasn’t sure if I would be able to secure one. Honestly, I’m kind of afraid to come alone, since I do only know the bride.” 

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Someone who was used to wearing suits seemed better suited as the woman’s date, which only made Chase wonder what she saw in him. He, of course, had no idea about her true intentions but he was happy to tag along and get some free food, have a good evening, and do it all with great company. 

Chase did what felt like the appropriate thing to do and popped his elbow out for Aeva to loop her arm around as he led them both to the open outdoor bar. “How did you two meet again? I’m not sure I remember.” He said, glancing over to her as they made it. He rested an arm against the countertop and truly couldn’t get over how familiar Aeva seemed, even before meeting her at the station, even before Spencer too. 

“You look stunning, by the way. I meant to let you know earlier but I figured it’d be rude to talk about how you outside the bride.” He didn’t know the bride or anyone else there so he didn’t care if someone else heard that comment, especially when he thought it to be true. “I’ll take a whiskey sour.” He told the bartender and then looked at Aeva for her drink of choice.

[chasealexander]

location: wedding who: @a-dang​

The wedding had been a beautiful display of love, family, and union between two people. Chase didn’t know the couple, he actually wasn’t familiar with most of the elegantly dressed people there but he knew his date and that was enough. The man has sat through everything politely, but was happy now that they made it into the reception. His date, Aeva, was someone who pleasantly walked into his life not too long ago thanks to someone they both knew named Spencer who worked as a detective while Chase was a police officer. The woman surprised him by asking him to be her date to a wedding, but he didn’t get too many opportunities to dress up and she was beautiful so he agreed right away. “They really went all out, didn’t they?” He raised an eyebrow as he took the adorned scene before them in. Chase spotted the bar right away and turned to Aeva. “Let me get you something to drink.”

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[chasealexander]

chase alexander is attending with a very classic look and childhood friend @a-dang on his arm.

[chasealexander]

“How’d I get here?” (Alexa)

"I... I’m not sure, but is this yours?”

@alexamocre​

[chasealexander]

❤️

"I don’t want to make you blush, but I love your moral compass. You’re a good man, Ry. Now stop asking me this shit, I’m not your mama. I don’t need to puff up that ego of yours.”

@soldieratheart​

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[chasealexander]

kieran-kennedy​:

LOCATION — Wildflour Bakery.  CHARACTERS — Open!

Kieran was prone to bouts of hyperactivity after shifts at the casino that left him wide awake for far too long when he should have been going home to sleep or work on something productive or anything at all that wasn’t wandering aimlessly around Oceanside without a care in the world. His ADHD certainly wasn’t something that helped matters in any concrete way but within an hour of leaving the casino in the wee hours of the morning– returning home to shower and stepping back out into the world– he found himself lingering inside the bakery with a borderline childish frown on his face as he considered all of the treats on display. “Excuse me?” Kieran said warmly to the nearest person, “You wouldn’t happen to have any recommendations, would you? I’ve been here loads of times but I’m having a craving for… something different and I can’t decide on anything for the life of me,” he explained, tan skin going ruddy as he blushed and grinned broadly. 

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Part of the job meant pulling grave yard shifts every now and then. Thankfully, Chase had been a police officer long enough at this point to not be considered a rookie and those late nights were rare. Most of the time he just wanted to get home and see his boy so he’d head straight there after his shift, but this particular morning the man decided to take a surprise home— in the shape of baked goods. Chase was inside Wildflour Bakery looking at array of delectable treats when he turned and saw who he recognized as someone from the casino there; from when he’d been called only last week to handle an altercation that escalated. “Hey, man.” He gave the other a nod and then looked to the desserts and breakfast foods behind the glass display. “Can’t go wrong with the basics like a cheese danish. Those are my boy’s favorite. Have you had the apple fritters?”

[brendenfraser]