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chase lands. editor/publisher/fuck up.

[fknchase]

evieharmon‌:

Living as a snake was easy. Getting information, exploiting it and not to mention the lies. It ate at her but she didn’t know how to get out and every second she stayed in that life she felt trapped and slaved to it all. But with that title came the calming ability to stay in the shadows and not be seen until she wanted to be. Her small frame maneuvered around the dark streets until she saw something worth following. More like someone that didn’t want to be seen, and instead of pushing away everything that told her to mind her own, she followed the man into the space. Walking in, her eyes went wide as she saw the blood covering the face of the man. “Holy shit.” 

Sighing in annoyance, Chase closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It was his fault, he knew. He came into a bathroom and crossed through a bar while his face was all bloody and didn’t even bother to lock the door. “You should leave,” he said, not threatening, but very seriously. “Leave and don’t tell anyone, don’t say anything.”

[fknchase]

skylarhale‌:

Skylar wasn’t one to lose her cool so easily but there was one occasion that got her anxiety hit the roof. It was maybe because he lost her brother when on a mission, or simply because she took her work seriously, but either way, she did get nervous when a job took a turn for the worse. And the worst was, even worst than her dying, was her passenger getting hurt. And in this case, she had a terrible feeling that Chase has gotten hurt.

The dealer hadn’t showed up to his Alpha 1 location nor Alpha 2 and after Sky drove around for half an hour, she knew it was useless. She had called him repeatedly too but he wasn’t picking up. So she pulled to the nearest bar, sitting at a stool and ordering herself something strong. She wasn’t a believer but she could pray that moment that Chase was at least alive. Fuck. She fucked up bad. 

Just as she was about to take her first sip, however, she noticed a man with a face painted in red walk in and head straight to the bathroom. With a sigh of relief she jumped off, walking to the bathroom right behind. “Fucking hell, Chase! What happened?”

It was a mistake to not have called Skylar to help him out, and at least escape. But now it had been too late and he was already guilty of whatever he had done. Now he had to deal with the consequences. He also didn’t want to drag anyone into his mess. “Fuck,” Chase whispered when he heard Skylar’s voice behind him. “Nothing happened. Just some bruising.” His hands went under the faucet to gather water to splash on his face. “Everything’s fine. Get out.”

[fknchase]

littlemissclara‌:

Clara hadn’t been in New York long, but she had made quick work of getting a fake ID that allowed her into places she made shouldn’t legally be in. It all fell under Clara’s banner of ‘if it’s not hurting someone else, what’s the problem?’ which was how she operated under most circumstances. She planned to enjoy her newfound independence as much as possible.When she spotted the blood covered man running through and ducking into the bathroom, it was more curiosity then concern that led her to follow him. When a knock at the door led to it swinging open, she raised an eyebrow as she got a better look at the blood on his face. “So are you that other guy that always looks worse, or is it the other way around?”

Chase hadn’t even bothered to check if there was anyone in the bathroom, but when a voice rang through the space, he didn’t even flinch. He was focused on the way his face looked. “Well, the other guy is dead, so you tell me,” Chase told her, flat out, no emotion on his voice, simply putting into the world that he had, indeed, killed someone. 

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[fknchase]

charlescyoung‌:

Elisabeth looked around to her side, before turning back to the girl. “Um.. No, sorry I haven’t. Could you be more specific? I mean, we could ask the guy to help if it is important?” she suggested, nodding in the direction of the bartender. 

“No!” Dianna jumped at the woman, almost putting her own hands on her but stopping just in time. “No need, I’ll find it. I-I will. It’s no big deal.” 

[fknchase]

connortakesnewyork‌:

Jamie was a regular at the bar, despite the fact that he couldn’t legally drink and the bartender here was always going to know that on account of being his older brother. Still, Jamie thought the place was cool, and he often liked to hang out and bug Blake. He looked down as he heard a voice and frowned slightly as he spotted the person by his leg, “Um … is everything okay? You need some help?” he asked carefully.

“I’m... Okay. Just, looking for uh, something I lost.” The other looked harmless and innocent. Dianna wouldn’t put them in a situation where they had to deal with her. 

[fknchase]

emmyfuk‌:

It was the first week back since she ran away, keeping her head down and out of sight from everyone for a whole year. But being back was just as hard as being gone. But she saw something she was oddly familiar with. Picking it up, the thief inside her knew that she could make money off of it but then she saw who’s it was. but before the girl could say anything, Darling dropped it in her lap and sat down next to her. Taking a seat, she gave a soft smile. “Hey,” she quietly said, the other knowing Darling wasn’t much of a talker.

The ache that squeezed inside Dianna’s heart was heavy. Seeing her sister was always hard. And seeing her after so long was just plain heart breaking. Their family dynamic was shit-- they were living proof of it. “Hi,” Dianna offered in return. It took her a lot to not rest her head against her sister’s shoulder. She felt she had to be angry and resentful at Darling, but Dianna was too tired for that. Too high for that. Too strung out.

[fknchase]

vxsilicv‌:

    He immediately shoves the carton and lighter into his jacket pocket and moves closer to Dianna. “Jesus Dianna, what the hell did you do?” He asks, eyes running over her body to check to see if she had any physical damage. “I can take you inside the gym and you can take a shower there to sober up.”

“I don’t care about sobering up, so save your efforts for someone else,” she simply replied. “You obviously have shit to worry about and I’m not about to be another one of them.”

[fknchase]

ryan-cotterr‌:

Looking down at the girl who was crawling on the ground near his leg, Cameron just watched her for a second, trying to figure out what she was doing. “Um…..what exactly are you doing?” he ended up asking,more out of curiosity than anything else.

“Oh just chillin’ on the floor,” Dianna replied with a bit of an attitude. “What does it look like I’m doing? I’m looking for something.”

[fknchase]

thackerybaltierra‌:

Elijah smiled, “Are you okay down there? Had a bit to drink or just like sitting on the floor?” He chuckled a little, before noticing the girl did not look happy at all, “Is everything okay? Anything I can help you with?” He frowned a little, hoping he wasn’t intruding.

“Hm?” Dianna hummed as she looked up where the voice was talking. The handsome stranger seemed nice and while Dianna looked straight out of an ad for much needed rest, she didn’t want to interrupt him in whatever he was doing. Getting on her feet, she dusted off her knees and shook her head. “I’m fine,” she dismissed him quickly. “I don’t think you can help me anyways.” He probably didn’t even know what to look for or how the drug looked like.

[fknchase]

charlescyoung‌:

Elisabeth was not much of a drinker. But she somehow ended up in bars whenever she had some spare time, just sipping coffee and enjoying the people watching. She was lost in her own little world once she could feel someone by her legs. “Oh!” she jumped. “Are you okay there?”

“I’m fine, just looking for something. Have you, uh, seen a small bag with white contents in it?” Dianna ran stood up from the ground and ran a hand through her hair. “Asking for a friend.”

[fknchase]

mrnoahjeffery‌:

Brenna nodded, “It’s fun sometimes.” she agreed before shrugging, “It really is fake, trust me, I’d never actually get something that badly done. I was sorta just gonna test his reaction, cause I do want to get a real one, but something that actually means something. I was kind of thinking something for my mom, actually.”

“Then you should just get it and leave it at that. Giving him double the heart attack is a little bit mean, if you asked me.” Dianna was usually good at hiding her feelings, but having Brenna mention her mom brought up Dianna’s own feelings. The same ones that caused her drug use and basically spiral out of control. “For your mom. Yeah.” She kept her reply short; crying in front of people was never an “okay” thing for Dianna. She sometimes even wished she could be as okay about talking about her mom as Brenna was. 

[fknchase]

clicksintoplace‌:

Mia leant down and touched the woman’s shoulder to get her attention. “Um, are you …” It was a hard to find a suitable word. The woman certainly didn’t look anything remotely close to alright. “Do you need any help?”

The unexpected touch made Dianna jump and almost hit her head with a nearby table. She turned to where she had felt the touch and noticed a woman who seemed to be preoccupied about something or someone. “What? N-No,” Dianna stuttered a bit, recovering from the scare. “I mean, I need help but it’s help to find something. I lost something.”

[fknchase]

julianmoonier‌:

Kieran really wasn’t supposed to be in this bar. Sure, he was turning 21 in a few months, but still. Every time he used a fake ID, he had a small sense of nerves - but what was the alternative? He couldn’t go to his dads all the time and ask them to get him stuff. Once in a while, for special occasions, maybe, but not once a week at minimum. So there he was, when he looked down, and saw a bag of dope. His eyes widened momentarily and he leaned over, picking it up and shoving it into his pocket. Sure, it was bad to do that, but it was better than someone seeing it and thinking it was his, and him getting in trouble, right? Now no one would know. However, then he looked down again a minute or two later, and jumped at the sight of a girl there. “Hey there.” He said awkwardly.

Looking up at the sound of someone’s voice, Dianna couldn’t even muster a polite smile. “Have you seen a bag of dope around?” she asked, not caring about who she was asking what. She needed to find what she had lost. “Sure you know what it looks like?” Pushing herself off the floor and standing over the stranger, her thin fingers pushed her hair behind her ears. “Small bag with white powder in it.”

[fknchase]

deandrejenkins‌:

Rick’s hand rested on her lower back as her lips reached his ear. “Yeah?” he mumbled, eyes roaming her from head to toe - wouldn’t want her to fucking black out or something. Not here, anyway. “You know I’m down.” He looked for the nearest exit of the club and started escorting her out.

“Yeah well, when aren’t you,” Dianna slurred as she moved in front of Rick, making their way out of the club. The air outside was light and cold and exactly what she needed. Her body felt so heavy and Dianna fought hard to not give into the exhaustion. “Your place?” she suggested, not sure if he knew that she didn’t even have a stable place to sleep at. Sleeping around at least got her a bed and some sheets.

[babyyeah]

[fknchase]

Sitting on the floor of the dimly lit bar, Dianna felt so angry and disappointed with herself. She had been looking for a bag of dope she had dropped on the floor. It had cost her big money and she felt almost consumed by the thought of having lost it. “Fucking shit,” she whispered to herself, not noticing the stranger’s leg she had managed to end up besides, while she was doing her looking.