The Penthouse wasn’t usually Dawson’s scene but some of his guy friends were going out and instead of turning them down again and spending time at home, he decided to go. He needed to let loose and have some fun so he got himself out there tonight and was excited. When they all arrived, Dawson followed his friends to the bar and he stood in line waiting patiently and smiled at the bartender when they made eye contact. Damn, she was hot. “Hey, can I get a whiskey, neat please?” He asked with more of a smile as he leaned against the bar making sure she could hear him. “How are you doing tonight?”
for: @dawson-ellis
location: seattle brewing company
“What’s with the line tonight?” Serious question, Rhys was sure he’d been waiting for a good half an hour already. “Is anyone actually serving?” He didn’t intend to make a dig, but honestly, he was beginning to get concerned seeing as the queue wasn’t moving at all. Had something happened? It wouldn’t be the first time, he’d been out drinking enough to have stumbled across complete chaos that delayed absolutely everything.
Dawson turned to look at the man standing beside him and shrugged. “I’ve been waiting for around a half hour and the line has barely moved,” he said with a slight frown before looking ahead to finally seeing someone else serving up at the front. “Thank god,” he said with a sigh of relief as the line began moving and he took a few steps forward, “it’s about damn time the line moved.”
She looked up in surprise and then tilted her head to the side, blonde hair falling in front of her eyes. “Is it? What do you do for work?” Kacie wondered if he was a doctor or something, and if that was the case, maybe he knew her father and that was more of a bummer than anything else because it meant he was likely to treat her like a prize or a porcelain doll. “Dawson. Nice to meet you, thank you for rescuing me from such an awkward situation.” She laughed softly and laced her fingers together behind his neck as they danced. “Yeah, have we met? Or do you know my father?” She scrunched her nose up at the thought.
Watching as some of Kacie’s blonde hair fell in front of her eyes, Dawson couldn’t help but think how beautiful she was and as much as he wanted to move her hair out of her face, he kept his hands on her waist and continued dancing with her. “I was in the Army for a long while and now I work as a police officer as a canine trainor,” he said, his smile showing how much he enjoyed his career. His smile grew just a bit more at the feeling of her fingers lacing behind his neck and he chuckled. “No need to thank me, I’m glad I could help.” When she asked about her dad and saw her nose scrunch at the thought of him, he just shook his head. “I just know your last name is all. Your family is pretty well known around here,” he said, another soft chuckle escaping his lips. “I’d like to get to know you though, the real you.”
Ingrid leaned back against the back of the stool. Her black fingernail tapped the edge of her glass. The person singing wasn’t the best but they were at least able to keep with the rhythm, despite the obvious alcohol that ran through their system. She didn’t plan to go up on stage, but the offer soon showed itself. When the stranger spoke beside her spoke, Ingrid’s brows knitted together, the corners of her mouth quirking. “Me? Why, you plan on going on with me for a duet?” She teased, not shying away from letting her personality shine.
Dawson chuckled to her words and quickly found himself smirking, enjoying her teasing already. “No, I was just wondering but ask me again after a few of these and you might change my mind,” he teased back motioning to his drink with another chuckle escaping his lips. “My name is Dawson by the way.”
Despite popular belief from her male coworkers, Evie didn’t hop into bed with everyone she knew. Despite popular belief, she simply got along well with some people. Work picking up meant less time to hang out with friends after work or to drink more than a single beer.
“Don’t tempt me to order top-shelf just to spite you now,” she returned as she pulled herself onto the stool. “Traffic was fucking murder.”
“Well hey, you’re here now to have some fun with your favorite and most attractive friend-” Dawson wiggled his eyebrows teasingly to her and continued, “so let’s forget about the traffic and drink up,” he chuckled with a grin. “What do you want to drink? And how was your day?”
closed starter for: @isabxlladeleon
location: pike place market
Living in downtown Seattle was fun and what Dawson loved pretty much the most was being able to run to Pike Place Market. He would get his workout in for the day and also find some good snacks and look at what the different vendors had to offer. Still sweaty but happy to be walking around, he was looking at the flowers when he accidentally bumped into someone. “Oh shit,” he said quickly before stepping back and looking at the woman in front of him. “I’m sorry about that. Are you okay?”
closed starter for: @ingriddduh
location: the drunken dragon
When Dawson started to get back into civilian life again, he promised himself to get out of the house and meet new people and start having some fun again. He has somewhat lived up to his promise but knew he could be doing better so he went out that night to the Drunken Dragon. It was karaoke night and Dawson was sitting at the bar chuckling to the person singing as he held his glass of whiskey between his hands. “Would you get up there and sing?” He asked the woman sitting beside him with a small smile.
She realized she probably looked like a maniac, talking about squishing bread to a practical stranger, but it was fresh. Who didn’t like some fresh bread action?
The blonde flashed the man beside her a grin and nodded, “You bet your ass I am. I’m gonna probably have to buy two loaves or something, cause I can eat this much bread in one sitting.”
Skye paused then, a small flush flooding her cheeks. “Probably a lot to admit, and not the best for me but… C’mon. You ever do that before?”
Dawson couldn’t help but laugh softly to the woman’s words about the bread she was holding and squeezing in her hand. She must of really loved bread. “If I were going to have that much bread, I probably would have it with butter and be drinking some wine but that’s just me,” he said with more of a smile. “I have done that before, definitely. I mean, who hasn’t?” Taking a step back and shoving his hands back into his pockets, he continued smiling at the beautiful blonde before him. “I’m Dawson by the way.”
It had been a week since Aksel had come out publically and everyone had been supportive apart from his mother. The ballet had been really supportive as had his sister and all his friends. His father had remained silent and although it was a good thing, Aksel couldn’t help but worry that something was coming from his father. Matt was still asleep when Aksel had decided to go for a jog and after an hour of clearing his head he was now heading to the coffee shop to grab some brunch when he saw someone. “ Hey.” He said with a breathless smile.
Dawson didn’t have to go into work until later that afternoon so he got up early to go on a run. It wasn’t always a sunny day in Seattle so Dawson was going to make the most of it. After running a couple of miles, he made his way to the market and started walking around, grabbing a snack while he was doing so as well. While chewing on an apple, he turned to hear someone say hi and realized that he was talking to him. “Hey man,” he said with a small smile. “Did you go for a run too? It’s a perfect day out to do so,” he said, hearing that he was breathless like he was not too long ago.
“You’re saving my life right now and you don’t even know it.” Kacie smiled as she draped her arms around his neck and started to sway to the music playing. “It’s fine, he probably wasn’t trying to be creepy I just don’t know how to be assertive enough I think.” She felt bad sometimes because she probably gave people the wrong idea but it was just not in her nature to be rude, even when it was warranted. “So, does my knight in shining armor have a name?” Kacie smiled up at him and tried to figure out if they’d met before. She knew so many people in Seattle and had a huge list of acquaintances thanks to her mother the socialite and her father the CEO.
“Saving lives is kind of my thing,” Dawson said with a small smile, looking away as he thought back to his days in the Army though more of the happy times. Connecting his eyes back with the blondes, he chuckled to her words and nodded. “I get that but I think I would do the same thing too if I were uncomfortable with the situation,” he said before running his tongue along his lips. Leaving his hands resting on her waist, they continued to dance to the music and he smiled down at her when she called him her ‘knight in shining armor’. “My name is Dawson, Dawson Ellis. You’re Kacie, right?”
Open Starter
Pike Place Market
@seattlehqs-starters
Skye hummed to herself as she walked through the farmers market. The airpod in her ear playing something reminiscent of the backstreet boys. It wasn’t the most apt music to be picking out her bachelor viewing food, but it was making the shopping experience a little more entertaining.
The blonde stopped at a bread stall, jaw a little eskew at all of the different types of loaves. If there was one thing Skye loved more than pizza and her job, it was bread. “Holy shit!” She preened, picking up a fresh loaf of sourdough and squeezing it.
Despite the squished appearance, the action made her happy and she looked at the person beside her. “Okay, feel this bread. It’s fucking amazing.”
Dawson had some free hours to himself before he had to get back to the station so he decided to walk through Pike Place Market, always loving the atmosphere and the food. Pushing his hands into his pockets as he walked around, his eyes wandered on all sides of the market, looking at the flowers and the vendors and chuckled at the kids that were running past him having fun with their friends. Smiling to the sight, he slowed his walk when he heard someone getting excited about bread.
Turning his head to look over at her, he approached the stand more and chuckled. “The bread does look amazing so it must feel pretty good too,” he said before reaching over and giving it a squeeze. “You’re right, it does feel amazing. Are you going to buy it?”
( special delivery for: @eviexmorris )
location: seattle brewery co.
Dawson and Evie had been friends for a long time though they really hit it off when they found out they were coworkers at the station. He chuckled thinking about when he hit on her when they first started to really get to know each other and now that they were close, he couldn’t picture his life without her. Taking a sip of his beer as he waited for her to arrive, he turned his head to see her walking in and he smirked. “About time you showed up, Morris,” he teased, gently nudging her when she joined him. “First round is on me.”
Niko wasn’t exactly the warmest person on planet earth, but he was genuinely a pretty nice guy even if that wasn’t always evident. Maybe he should smile more, he did have a pretty fucked up resting bitch face. As he pulled out his chair at the table he’d been instructed to find his name at, he glanced at the guy beside him. “Is this the singles table? I wonder if it’s like the equivalent of the kids table at thanksgiving.” Niko sat down and offered a hand to the gentleman next to him. “I’m Niko. I won’t bother you if you’re here on a date though so no worries.”
Dawson hadn’t been at the event for too long so when he made his way around and talked with some people, he decided to get a drink and sit down at a table to relax and people watch. When he saw another man join him, he chuckled to his words and extended his hand out to shake his. “The kids table was the fun, cool table so with this being the singles table, it’s the most fun,” he replied jokingly with a smile. “It’s nice to meet you, Niko, I’m Dawson and nah, I don’t have a date tonight so you’re all good to join.” Taking his hand back, he took a sip of his drink. “You don’t have a date tonight man?”
Kacie had been desperately trying to avoid this dude all night who would not leave her alone after she politely declined a dance with him and now he was headed her way again. “Oh, crap.” She mumbled under her breath before turning quickly and hoping he hadn’t seen her, but he had, and she was finding herself rapidly looking for a solution. “Hi, I know this is weird and you don’t know me but I need you to pretend you do and just dance with me so this weirdo will leave me be.” Kacie smiled up at the man who she’d found by himself, hopefully not here with a date who was going to be mad that she interrupted their romantic evening.
While Dawson didn’t particularly want to come to this event tonight, mainly because he was single and it was Valentine’s Day, he was getting used to civilian life again so why not get dressed up and meet new people or run into some old friends. It wasn’t until a blonde turned to him and he recognized her; it was Kacie Kingsley. Seeing how desperate she looked, he chuckled to her words and nodded. “Yeah, okay,” he said with a smile before wrapping his arm around her waist pretending to be her date and leading her to the dance floor. Once they arrived there, he slowly began dancing to the music with her. “I’m sorry some guy was making you feel uncomfortable.”
Age: 31
FC: Oliver Stark
Gender: Cis male
Pronouns: He/him
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Status: Single
Profession: SPD Canine (K9) Trainer
How long in Seattle: Born and raised - left for the Army straight out of high school and has been an ex-soldier for 5 years
Biography -
Dawson Jacob Ellis was born and raised in Seattle to two loving, caring parents. His mom was a nurse, his dad was a lawyer and while they both worked extremely long hours, they made it a priority to spend quality time with him. Two years later, his younger sister, Isabella was born. Ever since she could walk, they were inseparable. The two were laughing, playing, fighting as all siblings did and even when they were in their teenage years, they still loved hanging out together. Both Dawson and his sister were popular in school, Dawson being a stud athlete while Isabella was schooling everyone in academics, being the mathematic genius she was. During his junior year, his whole world came crashing down. Having a football game the next day, Dawson stayed home as Isabella went out to a party. He got a text from her hours later letting him know that she was on his way home and that night, she never came back home. She had been killed from a car accident by a drunk driver.
While he didn’t turn to drugs or alcohol, Dawson found another way to cope with the death of his sister. He turned to guns at the local gun range and was completely interested. He spent hours there, shooting different guns. While some people thought that he was going to take his own life as he wanted revenge, he decided that he was going to enlist in the Army once he graduated high school. Now in his senior year and barely getting by, he fell more in love with the guns at the gun range. Not only did he love the way he felt while holding them, but he loved they way they sounded and the way they made him feel powerful. When he graduated and was enlisted, he said goodbye to his family and friends and went off to bootcamp. Two years later, he was deployed for Afghanistan.
Dawson was gone for a total of six years and only came back to visit his parents who were still grieving but slowly moving on with life. He came back for some of the holidays and when he was away, he would send his parents letters, checking in on them. During his last tour, he saw one of his best friends that he made there get shot in the chest. Hiding for safety in a bunker, he held his friend as he died in his arms, never forgetting his face as his heart stopped beating. His name was Anthony. While wanting to serve others and be a hero, he hated the killing. First his sister and now Anthony. He remembered brining Anthony back home to Seattle with him for the holidays to introduce him to his parents before they were deployed again. Not being able to handle being a soldier anymore, he had to put himself on leave due to the PTSD that he never realized was going to take control of him.
When Dawson came back to Seattle, he lived with his parents for a few months as he was getting himself a place and once he did, the PTSD started to kick in. He started having nightmares, waking up in a cold sweat and screaming and during the day, he was constantly feeling on guard. As much as he wanted to get back out into civilian living, he couldn’t leave the house. Even fireworks on the 4th of July sounded like gunshots and he would be triggered. A little over a year later, he started to finally adapt back to the civilian lifestyle. He has been going to therapy for his PTSD, he was in a veteran support group and he was taking online classes to get his bachelors degree out of University of Washington. Once he got his bachelors, he decided that he wanted to go into law enforcement.
It was not easy being a cop and while he tried his best to stay out of shooting situations, he finally found the job that was best for him, a job that made him happy. Dawson decided to become a canine trainer. With his career, he was able to go to sleep each night knowing that these dogs will one day save lives.
