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kittyy-cait:

The guy seemed like some kind of reporter. Or something. He was asking her too many questions too quickly. He was getting too close. She could feel her breath catching in her throat as she tried to keep herself from panicking. Her words came out in a stumbled mess until she saw Luka pushing through the crowd. She was thankful that he shoved the guy away from her. Still she could feel herself teetering on the edge of panic. She could feel that he was keeping a distance between them but she quickly broke it and crossed over to him. She wanted to be closer, at least she felt a little safer. “Can we just go please. To your place? There is too many people.”

His place. The thought of it set off alarm bells in his head. No way was Luka going to impress Cait with the shit box apartment he lived in ( it was pretty hard, after all, to get a decent lease with a criminal record like his ). But he pushed that aside for now, more concerned with getting her somewhere safe. “Yeah, sure,” he nodded after a moment. He hesitantly snaked his arm around her, tucking her into his side so she could hide her face against his chest. Not that he imagined many people would approach her with the look he gave anyone who glanced their way. “I’m only a few blocks away,” he assured her, already carrying them in that direction.

#kittyycait

gavinxjoyner:

Gavin should have expected Luka to fight back, but he didn’t have enough time to block it and he stumbled completely into the snow, quickly grabbing Luka’s collar, dragging him down with him. He was furious but also part of him was worried about his best friend. The man that was basically his brother. “W- w- w- what’s wrong with me!?” He practically shouted and scoffed as he shoved the man away from him causing snow to drip down the collar of his own jacket.

“W- w- w- w- what’s w- w- w- wrong with you!?” He said angrily. “Y- y- y- you’re out here l- l- l- like an idiot sear- searching for some girl when you c- c- c- c- clearly have hypothermia a- a- a- a- and you won’t listen to shit I- I- I- I- I’m saying when I’m just t- t- t- trying to help you because y- y- y- y- y- you’re my brother and I actually care about you!” His stuttering was getting much worse by the sentence as anxiety finally overfilled his bones. Something Gavin was never good at hiding. “B- b- b- b- but fine. You d- d- d- don’t want my help anymore? I d- d- d- don’t care anymore! I- I- I- I- I’m done trying to be y- y- y- you’re friend.” He said as he felt his throat swell up as he spoke and took a deep breath. This was the first fight that they have gotten into in forever. “H- h- h- have a good life t- t- t- trying to f- f- f- find this g- g- g- girlfriend of yours a- a- a- and die of h- h- h- hypothermia. I don’t care anymore.” He said throwing a fistful of snow and angrily threw it at Luka’s face before he got up from the snow, not caring how much had fallen off the jacket he was wearing and started heading back towards the cabins.

The combination of the sheer force of Luka’s push and Gavin’s grip on his shirt was enough to send him tumbling downward. He felt his cheek collide with the cold, hard ground, leaving scratches behind on his face. He shouldn’t have attacked Gavin. He knew that ( of course he knew that ). But it was too late to regret it and Gavin was already shouting at him again. “Are you fucking with me? You’re ‘done being my friend’? You’re being such a little bitch, Gavin. Even for you.” Maybe it’s the cold talking - or his frustration at not being able to find Cait, but the words are out before he can choke them down. He peeled himself off the ground, staring as his friend.

Luka couldn’t remember the last time he’d been in a fight with Gavin. Sure, they were different - as different as night and day. And there were days where Gavin grated on his nerves so bad that Luka had put his fist through a wall. But they’d never laid hands on each other and Luka isn’t sure what exactly to do now that they have. So he didn’t stop Gavin when he started to walk away. “She’s not my girlfriend,” he tossed at him pathetically. As if that - of all the shit that Gavin had said - was the thing he needed to address. But it didn’t matter. He doesn’t even think he heard him. So the pair part ways and Luka turned back to the wilderness. Emotional shit he couldn’t do, but finding Cait? He could handle that.

#gavinxjoyner

outspokxn:

❛ the way you speak of her has me thinking you two are more than just friends — or have i got the wrong end of the stick ? ❜ he doesn’t understand why he’s feeling so inquisitive, but all of a sudden he feels the needs to QUESTION the male & how he knows his sister; something he’d never thought would bother him but apparently, it leaves him feeling even more tense than he had been previously. but, from what he’s gathered, luka is the sort of person who, like most, is definitely on the wrong side of the law, but as he’s WILLING to help with finding his sister, storm is willing to ignore that in return. after all, in the fbi he learned how to correctly organise a plan; in the military it was that team work is always better. ❛ of course it is, ❜ a confident mask the hide his anxiety as careful, quick footsteps lead them closer to the clearing.

“Nothing’s happened with me and Caitriona.” The use of her full name betrays him, but it’s not a lie - not quite. In a truly impressive display of cowardice, Luka had yet to give Cait more than a friendly hug. He wasn’t sure what was stopping him, really. Maybe he felt some sort of comfort in not having made a move. If it hasn’t started, then that means it can’t end, right? Either way, none of this was the sort of thing he wanted to figure out while her older brother stood only a few feet away from him with a gun in his hand. “Why? Were you getting ready to give me the ‘hurt her and I’ll kill you’ speech?” He’s not sure why he’s goading Storm. Regardless of how he feels about being the subject of suspicion and intimidation, he needed him right now. They were more likely to find Cait together than alone.

#outspokxn

kittyy-cait:

The news had been blasting it every since she got back. She was sick of hearing about it and she was sick of people asking her about WHAT HAPPENED to her. Maybe that’s why she couldn’t help but snap at the next person. “Yes, I’m the girl who went missing. And no I don’t want to talk about it. It’s my fault. End of story.” she said. She pulled the hood farther over her head, to cover her face full of bruises and scratches.

Luka elbowed his way through the crowd to where he was supposed to meet Cait - just in time to see someone giving her a hard time. Without thinking, his aggression took over and he grabbed the fabric of their shirt collar and pulled them toward him and away from her. He pushed against their chest, forcing them to stumble backward. “Hey, man. Fuck off. Do you hear her? Fuck off.” Throwing their hands up in surrender, the boy disappeared into the crowd. Luka turned to face Cait, all of the aggression instantly drained from him and replaced with concern. He stepped forward, moving closer to her but maintaining a careful distance, not wanting to invade her space. “You alright?”

#he'll fight everyone #kittyycait

nelliegreene:

“ I knew we were friends for a reason. I’m pretty sure there’s only sort of physical activity that we’re good at. ” she smirked, taking a drag from her cigarette as she sat comfortably on the bench. “ Are you offering to join me? ”

“I dunno about that. I think there’s another kind of physical activity that you and I are pretty good at.” Luka grinned, the sexual innuendo clear as day. “I’m not just offering.” He pulled a flask from his jacket, shaking it at Nellie. “I’m supplying.”

#nelliegreene

fllxwless:

he’s actually surprised that luka hasn’t jumped head first out of one of the windows; after all, such a tense atmosphere in one confined space is too much for even finn to handle. STILL, he’s glad luka hasn’t actually done that — after all, without him there who was going to stop finn from killing someone ? at the male’s words, finn chuckles before sitting on one of the luxurious couches, trying to at least ‘chill’, as luka had put it. ❛ ALL the time. you’d think they’d be trying to tell me something, right ? ❜ a shake of his head before he sighs. ❛ i haven’t been able to like, really chill since college. pretty fucked up if you ask me. ❜

Luka’s lip curled in disgust. This was the problem with rich kids. They were so tightly wound. That’s why he made so much money off of them - the damn kids needed drugs just to relax. Speaking of, his hand dipped into his jacket, removing something from the inside pocket. “Nothing a little smoke can't fix.” He pinched a finely rolled joint between his fingers, holding it up for Finn to see. “This is some serious shit. It’s a new strain - just flew in from California a few days ago.”

#fllxwless

pvrkerisms:

With the light no longer obstructing most of his thought process, Kit let himself breathe a little easier. Now he understood why deer found it so hard to move when headlights caught their attention. It wasn’t because it was mesmerizing. It was because the damn florescent energy tore away at any sign of one’s wits. The teacher let out a perturbed breath as he tried to right himself. If he could kill the person who made flashlights, he would.

“Wouldn’t dream’a it,” he fired back as he followed some paces behind. His own light was being pointed in areas that the male missed just to cover as much ground as possible. Kit wasn’t optimistic about most things, so he certainly wasn’t optimistic in their ability to find Cait. Still, he tried his best not to let it reflect on his features that wouldn’t even be seen in such dim light. “So how d’ya know her??” Kit asked to pass the time after a few moments. “From yer face an’ the way ya screamed her name, Cait means a lot’ta ya, huh??”

The man’s words and footsteps became background noise to Luka, elevator music that he tried to tune out as he listened for any sounds of her. He wasn’t even sure what direction he was walking in. He’d never been in the woods before this weekend and it was a miracle in itself that he hadn’t managed to get lost in all the time he’d spent in them. His flashlight danced around the area, his eyes focused until the man’s question broke his concentration.

“I watched her beat the shit out of some guy. That’s how we met.” Even in the current circumstances, the memory caused a smile to pass over his lips - a shooting star, there and gone in an instant. But it was enough to infuse some hope into his search. She was out there - she was a fighter. “She’s... something.” He didn’t know how to put his feelings for Cait into words yet. He hadn’t known her as long as some of the other people searching for her, but he cared about her all the same. He didn’t need to know everything about her to know she was special. “Do you know her?”

#ok no my replies are whatever but yours are basically poetry #pvrkerisms

georgie-sow:

Why men had such a hard time letting go of stupid assumptions of themselves was something Georgia would never understand. She wasn’t trying either, but it seems useless. “Yeah, looking like a a creepy snow zombie, about to just pass out in the fucking cold. You’ll be super helpful when that goes down”, she roll her eyes, admired by people’s ability to forget practicalities when they needed it most. “You won’t go anywhere”

“I’m not about to pass out.” Luka happened to be fairly well-acquainted with how much endurance his body had in the cold. That was the kind of skill that being homeless during the winter months taught you. You knew exactly how much your body temperature could drop before you laid down in the snow and passed out. “If I start slurring my speech, I’ll go back, yeah?”

#georgiesow

gavinxjoyner:

“B- b- b- because you a- a- a- and I both know it’s t- t- t- true.” He said taking a deep breath to try and remain calm as he kept up with Luka’s pace. He was good with Luka’s temper a majority of the time but his next words was what got to Gavin. A slight twitch in the eyebrow made Gavin’s entire body tense up and he was tired of people treating him like shit. He thought that Luka of all people would understand.

“Luka w- w- w-will you just listen t- t- t- to me……” He nearly whispered but the other kept on walking and it was making him angry. Gavin got frustrated and he ran his fingers over his head gritting his teeth. “LUKA W- WILL YOU JUST LISTEN TO ME?” He asked finally, practically yelling at him this time and it took all of Gavin’s will power not to stutter as much as he usually does. His face was red and his hands were cuffed in a fist as he gritted his teeth and glared at his best friend. “Y- y- y- your’re a dick, y- y- you know that? I t- t- t- tr- try to be th- th- th- there for you but you k- k- k- keep on p- p- p- pushing me away! STOP PUSHING ME AWAY.” He said angrily as he raised his fist and aimed to punch him in the face. He was so angry and this had been the first time going off on someone in a long time and man it felt good. Gavin has never really punched anyone but he has seen Luka do it a couple of times where he could easily replicate him and well. It looked right to him.

Luka’s feet are still carrying him away, further into the wilderness and further from the pleading of his best friend. It seemed like nothing was going to slow him down - until he heard his usually soft-spoken friend start yelling. He turned to face Gavin, staring him down as he screamed at him. It was so rare that Gavin let his anger go, always serving as the cool, soothing water to Luka’s raging flames. “Gavin -” He tried to interrupt, to slow him down, but there’s no reeling him in now. And then he felt it.

Before he could notice what was coming, Gavin’s fist collided with his lip. It’s far from the fiercest blow he’s ever been dealt, but the shock of it combined with his weakened state is enough to send him off balance. He stumbled backward, feeling blood soak his lips and chin. “Fuck, Gavin!” He doesn’t think - he never was much of a thinker in these situations. Luka had been in fight-or-flight situations his whole life and he’d chosen fight every time. Palms outstretched, he barreled forward, shoving Gavin backward into the snow. “What the fuck is wrong with you, huh? Are you fucking kidding me?”

#gavinxjoyner

sxfias:

“hey, buddy, i’m here to help.” her voice was probably far too harsh, but in such a time she didn’t expect to be so confronted. she expected teamwork, for that was the best way to find cait. that was the best way to cover the most ground. ( and yelling a name so loud would probably only attract animals, not a lost girl, so it was probably better that she was here to stop his getting attacked. ) so, softly, more carefully, she made sure to add, “trust me.” her flashlight and a spare jacket were clutched in her hands, but the bluing of his lips made her hold the jacket out to him ( a kind gesture, she’d probably give her own up when - and i repeat, _when - _they found cait. she seemed to feel the cold a lot less than everyone else. ) “here, put this on, you look fucking freezing.”

Luka made a face at the redhead. “Trust you? I don’t fucking know you.” Annoyed, he crossed his arms over his chest. Why was it that girls always used that voice with him when he was angry? That gentle, careful little whisper that was meant to soothe but always provoked. He didn’t need a lullaby - he needed to find Cait. He didn’t care that he was chilled to the bone or that his lungs were heavy with all his yelling. He only carried about Cait’s status going from missing to found. “I don’t want a jacket.” What he wanted was to rewind to the other night when he’d been sitting next to her by the campfire. That was the only warmth he wanted. “I want to find her.”

#sxfias

stella-harlow:

Stella shook her head, giving Luka a small smile. “I knew you weren’t going to come in to get something warm. I thought I’d bring it to you. Besides, I was going a bit crazy in my cabin.” She let him lean against her for a few moments before starting to walk back. Maybe if she could get him to the cabin she could convince him to come in for at least a few minutes.

“Have some of the coffee,” she said softly. “It’ll warm you up. Or at least give you the sensation of warmth.” She tucked her hands in her pockets, the cold even more obvious now that it was night. “You need to at least come back to get that refilled when you’re done. I can make you something besides coffee but you need something warm.”

“I’d rather have you go crazy in your cabin than freeze to death in the forest,” Luka groaned. She was right, however. He wouldn’t have gone back to get anything. The cup of coffee was the first warm thing he’d seen since he’d left his cabin after he found out that Cait was missing. “You need to think about shit before you do it.”

He didn’t look at her as he pointedly drank from the thermos. He was mostly doing it just to appease her, but the warmth was more than welcome. “Last time I checked, you’ve already got a baby to take care of.” He hated when she coddled him like this. He’d been fine before she’d found him and he’d be fine after she went to sleep. “If I tell you I’ll come inside and let you make me another fucking coffee, will you stay in your cabin?”

#stellaharlow

nelliegreene:

“ I don’t care how hard you try - you’re not getting me on any of those slopes. I’m here to enjoy some natures, party and pass out in front of the fire, wrapped up like an extremely cozy burrito. ”

“You don’t have to worry about that with me. I don’t ski. Or snowboard.” In fact, Luka was only even on this retreat because of his own personal supply of snow that he’d brought along with him. “But drinking and passing out I can do.”

#nelliegreene

gavinxjoyner:

“It wasn’t an option.” He said taking a deep breath and this time more firmly as he handed it to him again his gaze meeting Luka’s. “I- I- I- I’m not leaving y- y- y- you out h- h- h- h- here like this.” He said dropping his gaze as he let out a nervous breath. Gavin knew that this girl probably meant something to Luka if he was out here looking like a mess searching for this girl. and he was going to help his best friend no matter how much of an idiot Luka was.

“I- I- I’m not leaving you.” He said again as he shined his own flashlight in front of them. Never once had he left Luka like this and he wasn’t going to now. “Y- y- y- your mom would k- k- k- kill me if sh- sh- she found out I- I- I- I left you like this.” He said calmly as he shifted awkwardly on his feet before letting his gaze drop to the ground.

For a moment, he was thrown off by Gavin’s tone. His best friend had never been the sort to take charge - even with someone he’d known as long as Luka. With only a slight raise of his eyebrow and not a single word, Luka grabbed the leather jacket from Gavin and pulled it on. It was what was best for Cait, anyway. He could give her the jacket if when he found her. “I put on the jacket. Now go.” He couldn’t focus on finding Cait if he was worried about Gavin.

“Fuck, why are you bringing my mother into this?” Luka’s lip curled in annoyance, though he didn’t stop walking. He continued forward at a brisk pace, hoping Gavin would get tired and give up. “Just go back to your cabin, G. I can’t fucking babysit you right now.” He regretted the words as soon as he said them, but he didn’t take them back. He needed Gavin to get somewhere safe and if he had to hurt him to do that, then so be it.

#gavinxjoyner

georgie-sow:

She didn’t know the girl, so there was no emotional connection in this task. It was mainly Georgia not being a jerk, and understanding that if this girl was really lost, she probably was hella scared and no woman deserved that. So, even if she was pissed by this guy attitude, she walked back to him, offering him the flashlight. “You gotta putt yourself together you know? Looking for someone like you’re right now it’s useless”, he didn’t asked for her opinion, but she wouldn’t leave without saying it.

Luka instantly regretted asking for the flashlight. This was what people did - you ask for one thing and suddenly they’re offering unsolicited and unwanted advice. “I’m together,” he forced out, jaw clenched. His fingertips might be frozen and his lips might be turning blue, but he was still in one piece. Physically, at least. His mind was in a million different places.

#georgiesow

stella-harlow:

Stella needed something to do after her talk with Reed. She had waited to fully break down until he left but was interrupted by the news of her cabinmate going missing. She knew she had to help somehow, volunteering to stay there and make sure everyone had something warm and to make sure she didn’t come back there. She knew some people probably thought it was the easy way out but she knew she’d probably do more harm than good out there. At least here she was able to be supportive and not looked after.

She knew Luka was out there looking and hadn’t heard from him in a while. She didn’t want him to freeze and made him a thermos of coffee. It wasn’t much but it would be at least something a little warm. She found him after searching for a little bit, starting to feel the cold in her bones. It had almost been time to give up when she saw him. His words made her a bit cross but she didn’t want to blame him for how he felt right now. “I brought you this,” she said as she handed him the thermos. “I knew you wouldn’t come back to get something so I figured I’d bring it to you.” She also handed him a fresh flashlight. “And this in case your other one died.”

“Stella?” It took a moment for her appearance to settle in. After all, Luka had hoped she would know better than to wander out into the cold when she was pregnant. But sure enough, that was her head of strawberry blonde hair that he saw reflected in the dim light. He groaned as she handed him the coffee and another flashlight. “You shouldn’t be out here.” He was, however, grateful for the warmth that the thermos was bringing back to his fingers. He could almost move them again. “You’re fucking pregnant, Stella. What if you’d gotten lost or hurt or something?”

Luka glanced back over his shoulder. He didn’t even know how far he’d wandered from the resort or if he was walking in the right direction. And he wasn’t about to run off to find one girl he cared about just to come back and find out that another had went missing in the process. “Come on.” He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, hoping everything that people said about sharing body heat to keep warm was true. “I’m walking you back.”

#stellaharlow

outspokxn:

❛ i’m sorry, do you want to break a leg or save my sister in one piece ? now do me a favour & shut up. it’s HARD to concentrate when your mouth keeps on opening. ❜ his words are hushed but he switches off the light, looking back at luka with an expression that says ‘are you happy now?’. he doesn’t know what affiliation his company has with his sister, & clearly he’s not too keen on finding out. as long has he helps him get his family back, he’s not asking any questions. especially when he’s well-aware of the male’s JOB & would rather not have that get in the way of his goal. he’s already lost one member of his family; he’s not about to lose another one as well. ❛ there’s a star-gazing spot not far from here — there’s a cabin near it. cait mentioned something to me earlier; this seems like the most PLAUSIBLE place to look. ❜

“I want to find Cait. I don’t care how many pieces my bones are in when I do it.” Luka could kick himself. Here he was, making his feelings for Cait known to her brother when he hadn’t even manned up enough to tell her. And now he might lose her before he ever got the chance. He bit his lip, not bothered by Storm’s demand for silence - in fact, it was probably better that way. It was clear from the way the blond handled himself and his weapon that he had some kind of formal training ( a cop? military? ), so the less he knew about Luka, the better. “It’s a good lead,” Luka agreed. It sure beat wandering aimlessly through the woods and freezing his ass off - which had been his previous plan of action before teaming up with Storm.

#lol yes if you use the term 'getting along' very very loosely #outspokxn

gavinxjoyner:

Gavin hasn’t seen Luka all day and he was starting to get worried about him. He knew that Luka was closed off and he didn’t talk to him all the time but he wasn’t even answering his phone call after leaving seven voicemails on his voice that was probably just of him stuttering the whole time. He knew that Luka had liked someone. Someone that Luka didn’t tell him who and sure he felt kind of hurt about it but once he heard the yelling and with another pair of gloves and one of Luka’s favorite jackets he ran towards the flashlight with his own flashlight in his other hand and his voice before he stopped in his tracks right when Luka turned around and his eyes were wide at the sight of him and frowned slightly.

“I- I- I- I- I’m going to h- h- he- help you, but first… P- p- p- put on the jacket.” He said his tone serious for a moment as he handed him the other jacket. “I’m not l- l- letting you suffer from frostbite either.” He said, trying to sound somewhat stern, but he was timid as usual and his voice cracked in between.

“Fuck, Gavin.” Luka sighed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “I didn’t know it was you.” The last thing he needed right now was to upset Gavin. He couldn’t spare the time to calm him down - he needed to find Cait. His jaw tensed at the sight of the jacket, his mind instantly taking him back to the other night, when he’d wrapped it around Cait’s shoulders next to the bonfire. “I don’t need it.” He did need it - he was just being an idiot. He flexed his fingers at Gavin’s words, the rigidness of his muscles obviously apparent. “I’m not getting frostbite, alright? I’m fine.”

His tone is harsher with Gavin than it usually is, his mind too caught up in his frustration to watch his aggression around his more timid best friend. But he couldn’t worry about that right now. “Just go home.” He turned around and kept walking further into the woods.

#gavinxjoyner

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