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burning pile || gale and elaine

@galedreyer

Elaine had been staring at the files on her desk for so long, her vision was starting to blur. The fact that the murders seemed to have stopped for now eased her mind a little, but she was still afraid. If whoever was doing this had targeted the first three victims based solely on their possible affiliation to the demons, she’d be stupid not to know that she might be a target. If they’d found out that Letha was a demon and that those three men associated with demons, it wasn’t too much of a stretch to think that they could find out she’d sold her soul, too.

Hearing someone approach her desk, she glanced up. The station wasn’t exactly crowded these days -- plenty of officers weren’t interested in solving crimes against demons, and weren’t bothering to come to work -- so the possibilities of who it might be were pretty slim. She wasn’t surprised to see Gale there, and she offered him a little smile.

“What’s up?” she asked, hoping she didn’t sound as tired as she felt.

#para #gale #p:gale #burning pile #p:bp

rhaellar

You will know me by the scars I bear

You will know me by the hate, I swear

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leklonthecurious:

Leklon shook her head. “No, he wasn’t there. I checked. I honestly don’t think he’d show up for a demon. I’ve heard that some people see him before a near-death experience, but I think it’s just a hallucination.” She tilted her head at Elaine. “You really shouldn’t pay for my drinks. I can drink much more than a human, I don’t think it would be fair.” She finished her drink and slid the glass away. “I believe so, but I don’t know for sure, we didn’t get a chance to discuss it before I attacked him. I really should have but I think he would have tried to run away.”

“It’s just an expression,” Elaine clarified with a little smile. “I guess things like that are a little easier to take literally these days, huh?” She’d never been a religious person, but she figured she’d have to be stupid to pretend that the religious stories didn’t have some merit behind them these days. “You can get mine next time, then. I think dying like that means you deserve a break this once, right?” Elaine figured saving money was pretty pointless these days. She probably didn’t need to save up for big purchases any time soon, and it wasn’t like she expected to be around much longer, anyways. She figured she was safe for the moment, but eventually the demons would probably get sick of waiting around for her to die and come around to collect. She hoped she was wrong, but she knew she probably wasn’t. “Do you know his name? What he looks like? It’d help make my job easier if you did. We’re trying to make the town safe for everyone, but we need cooperation.”

#dash #leklon #d:leklon

galedreyer:

“I’m glad to hear someone else beleives that. Every time I say it people act like I’m delusional.”

“People are having a hard time seeing the light at the end of the tunnel right now. I can’t say I can’t relate, but... that doesn’t mean there isn’t a light, right?”

#dash #gale #d:gale

leklonthecurious:

“Temporary is a disappointing prospect, but if it’s all I have, I shall at least try. Delaying the problem sounds like a good option.” She finished her drink and indicated she wanted another. “An iron bar. It entered through my solar plexus and exited between the fourth and fifth rib. I think. Technically it was exsanguination, if you want to get technical.”

“Jesus.” It sounded horrible, and painful, and Elaine felt a twinge of sympathy for the woman. She had to be a demon, of course, but she didn’t deserve what had happened to her. No one deserved that. “Put her drinks on my tab,” she told the bartender when he came over to bring them another round. Turning back to the woman, she offered her a small smile in an attempt to comfort her. “The person who did this to you... It was the same one who attacked Letha? And those men?”

#dash #leklon #d:leklon

jonesskillian

sasha williams + being sorted into: hufflepuff | district 13 | dauntless | house stark

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the-walking-dead-art

Sasha Williams Appreciation Week

Day 2: Favorite Scene || 5.15 “Try”

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leklonthecurious:

“I can’t recommend it. There are worse things, but still. I just wish I didn’t remember it so clearly. That’s why I’m drinking. I’m told it’s possible to drink to forget, so I’m testing it out. Important research.”

“Drinking is kind of a temporary solution. It just kind of... delays the problem.” Elaine had certainly tried it. “How... how did you, uh, die?”

#dash #leklon #d:leklon

leklonthecurious:

“No, it’s fine, really. I’m - I don’t think there’s anyone I need. Not exactly. I’m just - have you ever died? Or, almost died?”

“...No. No, I’ve never died. I’ve thought I was going to, a time or two.”

#dash #leklon #d:leklon

leklonthecurious:

“I don’t feel like me anymore.”

“Are you okay? I’m a cop, I can call someone for you if you need me to.”

#dash #leklon #d:leklon

galedreyer:

“Always.”

“We’ll power through.”

#dash #gale #d:gale

rottenwasp

I think that I’m still human

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galedreyer:

“We better, or I’m worried people’ll start rioting.” He shook his head and looked out the window. “I mean, I know we will, but… God, I hope it’s soon.”

“They might do that anyways. We should be ready for the worst, no matter what.”

#dash #gale #d:gale

galedreyer:

Gale sighed, and nodded. “Right.” He wanted to say something about this case seemed different, and how more of the same approach didn’t seem like a good idea, but he didn’t. Elaine was one of the people he agreed with more out of all the people he worked with, and he didn’t want her to feel like he was attacking her.

Elaine hated knowing that she was being so unhelpful, and hated it even more knowing that she was doing it on purpose. She liked Gale. He was a good cop and a good guy, and he didn’t deserve to be lied to, especially not when he obviously wanted to help everyone involved. She wasn’t going to risk her secret getting out, though. “We’ll catch them,” she promised.