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harpercarmichael:

HARPER.

“Well I definitely feel more secure knowing you’re not one, if that helps,” Harper said, amused grin on her face. Special ring. That sounded like something she recognized. A plot from one of those vampire shows she watched in college, on her lunch breaks hanging around the bars at restaurants she worked at in the afternoon. Eyes going down to his hands, gray eyes narrowed. “Are you even wearing a ring?” Hearing the man before her talk about cold starts and inspecting her lawn mower, the chef finally realized how much shit she was in. “I gotta be honest, I don’t know what the fuck a cold start is.” Should she? Probably, but she skipped home ec to sit in the parking lot with her friends in high school. Taking a deep breath in at his request, the blonde shook her head. “No gas. I’m taking it to mean that’s a good thing?”

“I’m not sure they’d let vampires be cops either,” He liked amusing her with the thought of fictional beings, knowing that they weren’t real. “Oh no. I’m not, I like to keep my hands and wrists pretty empty, just makes it easier when I’m working.” He probably wouldn’t even wear one if he was married. “Cold start is like basically getting the mower’s gears ready to grind,” He figured that was the simplest way to explain it. “It means the thing isn’t gonna explode on us so yeah, that’s a good sign but the whole not starting thing isn’t. Do you need the grass done now?”

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andythane:

ANDY.

If there’s anyone who’s been just as stressed as the club, it’s Malcolm. Kali’s arrest has created a headache for everyone, even the MC’s mole – Who probably got stuck with most of the paperwork. Andy’s hesitant to talk about the arrest in question while on a smoke break. At least, in detail. He’s not sure what to make of the arrest, given that he can’t figure out why Kali would want to fuck with the club (it’s pretty clear to him that the woman’s death was meant to hurt the club and Maddox, rather than be an actual hit out on Sutton), or why the Crooked Bastards would try to ruin their partnership with the MC. “Depends,” Andy answers easily, taking a drag before he continues. “How much evidence you got?”

Malcolm crossed his arms, hoping that Andy wasn’t doubting him. “Enough for an arrest warrant. I’ve been under pressure from your president to ensure that there was an arrest. I’m just doing what I’m told.” He had direct orders from Seth. “Seth seems pretty angry which he has every right to be. But I had to move forward and convince ‘em to focus on one person. And that one person was Kali. Of course though, everyone’s innocent until proven guilty.”

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tishrivers

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reinathane:

REINA.

For a moment, Reina actually feels bad, if that’s even possible — at least, it’s the closest she can get to feeling guilt. Malcolm’s been working tirelessly to make sure nothing regarding Jason’s disappearance gets pinned on her, and while she’s usually happy to take advantage of the man, she does realize all of her bullshit and impulsive decisions must take a toll on him. She’s not about to acknowledge that out loud, though, so Reina simply downs her shot and immediately signals for another as a means of avoiding eye contact with Malcolm. He’s not about to let up, though, and eventually she does spare him a glance again. “I know I wouldn’t have. That’s why I’ve got you in my corner, isn’t it?” Her tips turn up as she speaks, brows raising in a way that makes her words feel obvious — and it’s probably the closest to an expression of gratitude that he’s going to get. “The kids would be fine,” she says, though that’s probably not true. AJ and Rhett might do a lot better without her neglect, but Iris would just be a complete wreck. “Although I’m not entirely sure where they’d end up now that Rowan and Andrew suddenly have a full fucking house.”

“Yes ma’am,” He agreed, “You always have me.” He’d probably take a bullet for his friend, his loyalty going far and beyond. “It doesn’t matter since you’re not going anywhere,” He reassured, “Sutton’s death pretty much took over the whole entire department’s workings.” Her death was a tragedy, yes, but it also really took everyone’s eyes off of Jason’s disappearance. That and pretty much clearing Reina’s name meant that she was going to be just fine. “But just to remind you, the kids wouldn’t be fine without you. Believe it or not, they sort of rely on you.” It was just nature, but he wasn’t going to get into that. The last thing he wanted to do was talk about the kids, not knowing if it would put her in a bad mood or not. She didn’t exactly seem to like her sons, though Iris was a different story altogether. It didn’t matter, he wasn’t going to bring them up unless she wanted to talk about it more. “Speaking of,” Though it really was a new topic altogether, “That Caine fella keeps snooping around the department. Anything I need to know?”

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cainethompson:

CAINE.

“Not really. I’m better at criminal law than solving crimes. But I guess part of being a good defense attorney means you know how to snoop around a bit,” he shrugs. Plus, in Vegas while the Club was close with the police, there was a much bigger department to dig into and it was hard to have someone in Homicide, Vice, Sex Crimes, and so on. Caine had found himself making nice with the evidence folks, most of all, since that’s usually what he needed to dig into. “Yeah, guess so. I mean it kinda makes more sense for it to be a hit on her husband, wouldn’t it?” he says, off-hand. Caine was used to Las Vegas which would probably be closer to a department like New Orleans. Things were quicker there and honestly, he’s not even sure how useful the department here was, let alone Malcolm himself. “Just used to the City. Figured that we might have something by now. And you know how it is— rumor mill city. I’m sure you have people down your neck already so don’t worry about me,” he mentions. Everyone knew how Seth was. He wouldn’t be surprised if Malcolm had the man breathing down his neck, in fact.

"Yeah, I’m sure you know if your client actually did it, right? I know you’re not supposed to ask them but do you have an idea?” He was glad that he just had to arrest the bad guys and interrogate them. If he had to prosecute criminals, he wasn’t sure he’d find his job as fun. Though the real entertainment these days came from the club. “I think it would but it’ll probably make even more sense when we figure out who did it. Hopefully they’ll confess without much of a fight.” For their sake, really. He knew the Club was pissed. “I do have my chief on my ass about this,” And a certain MC president pressuring him to make the arrest. “I wish the department could work faster, it’s just not in the cards for us. I just feel for her family and hope we can get to the bottom of this for them.”

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lomkaurora:

AURORA.

“Thanks. It’s a good thing my place is only a few blocks away,” she spoke. Normally, Aurora took her bike or car when she was with her daughter. But, it had been nice enough of a day outside that she thought, why not just walk? “To be fair, you do work in law enforcement. You can’t always be nice to everybody, right? Even I have to yell at people when I’m working when they don’t want to pay for their shit,” she admitted. “I hope your day gets better though. Thanks for everything that you do around Olympus.”

"Yeah, but I’ve learned being nicer gets you much further, even in law enforcement. People are more likely to cooperate. What do you do for work?” That and doing illegal things definitely got him much further but that wasn’t for her ears to know. “Of course. It’s my pleasure.”

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@andythane

It had been a busy few weeks, trying to solve this murder. But Malcolm wasn’t going to sleep until he helped the club. It was his job, besides his actual one considering that Seth pretty much told him to get someone and fast. . He just wondered what the VP thought of all this. “So what does the club think? Happy we got arrested someone?”

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harpercarmichael:

HARPER.

“I mean, I think you would have to know…the not being able to walk out in the sun thing would get you good right away. Her shoulders shrugged noncommittally. Watching him try the start button, her face twisted in a worried expression. “Uh oh,” She started, biting her lip. Harper Carmichael prided herself in being able to do a lot of things on her own. But somehow yard work got lost in the shuffle of everything else. So if she had to buy a new lawnmower she’d have no idea where to start and either end up with a worse one or one too complicated to actually work. “You’re about to tell me it’s dead aren’t you?”

“You’re right. How could I forget about that?” He forgot that not being able to step in the sun was a trait of a vampire. “Or maybe I have a special ring that allows me,” He had unfortunately seen more than his fair share of vampire shows. He began to pull the string to start the mower, though his effort seemed to be fruitful. “Don’t give up hope just yet. It could really just need a new cold start. Do you smell gas or anything?” He asked, afraid his own nostrils were already too clogged up.

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kaliharmon:

KALI.

Kali went into work tired. Already exhausted and her week had just started. If she had to fill out one more form or read any more codes she swore she’d go cross-eyed. She hated to admit it even to herself, but she was kind of glad to get the break of a bartender shift. At least there she could get everything done without having to think about it. It was the benefit of doing the same thing for so long.

She hardly noticed the good Lieutenant and his officer entourage when they entered the Dive. When she did, she assumed they were there for one of the patrons or Seth. The last thing she suspected is they were there for her. “Excuse me? Is this a fuckin’ joke?” The look on her face was incredulous to say the least. Stunned, for a moment. It was obvious by the show they were putting on that it wasn’t a joke and she had to figure out what the fuck she was going to do, quickly. “Yeah, I don’t think so.” Like a feral animal backed into a corner, she took the first option that came to mind and hopped over the bartop. Kali moved toward the door as if for some reason, the cops or the Primordial bouncer was going to just let her leave. That didn’t stop her from trying, though. She wasn’t one to go down without a little fight.

Resisting arrest only made it more difficult for the arrestee. The problem was that he didn’t know if she was armed or not. It seemed to help that she couldn’t leave. He approached her with one hand on his holster. Malcolm hoped she understood that she was trapped. He didn’t want a shootout happening at The Dive. That would probably put his head on a silver platter. “Turn around. Now.” He didn’t want to have to use physical force towards her. He was a lot bigger than her. Malcolm took her hands, cuffing them on her back. “Lets go. Don’t make a scene. It’s only going to make it harder on you.”

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reinathane:

REINA.

Reina rolls her eyes as she leads the way back inside the building, looking back at Malcolm as she walks. “I don’t have any plans to get rid of anyone else, so we’re golden. I’ve turned a new leaf.” That is, until someone else with a death wish pisses her off. Once they reach the bar, she’s telling her bartender to get them two shots of tequila — a bold and stupid choice, considering she’s had more than enough wine for the night already, but Reina doesn’t really care. “It’s my restaurant, sweetheart, there is no tab.” Of course, she’d eventually be the one paying to restock whatever they decide to burn through tonight, but Reina’s got so much fucking money that she’d never give it a second though. When the shots are placed in front of them, she raises hers in her friend’s direction with a grin. “To avoiding incarceration — on your end and mine.” Considering how deep his ties run with the club, that’s something she knows Malcolm can celebrate any day of the week.

“I really hope so. I don’t need anymore gray hairs from you,” Though she’d probably always give him some no matter what she did. “Alright, if you insist. It feels nice to be able to relax without havin’ to worry about proving your innocence.” It must be nice to have a restaurant and do whatever the hell you wanted to do. It almost made Malcolm jealous for a moment. He raised his shot glass at her with a smile. It was his choice to help, and he knew that if he went down, that was all on him. But he couldn’t prevent his own downfall if it occurred. He could, however, prevent Reina’s and that’s what mattered. His friend’s freedom was important to him. Maybe even more important than his own. “You were never gonna end up there, I hope you know that.” Over his dead body. “Can’t leave those kids without anyone after-all. Iris would give everyone hell.” They couldn’t “lose” both parents in the span of a few months.

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@kaliharmon // closed starter

After working on the case for days, with mainly running on coffee, they seemed to have a lead. And who was he to go against the detectives actively working on the case? He already played it too close with Reina’s murder of Jason. He couldn’t act suspicious by suggesting that maybe it wasn’t Kali, whom he knew was one of Reina’s friends. Finally, they got a rushed arrest warrant from a judge which meant that they could make the arrest tonight.

Arriving at the Dive, he and a few other officers walked towards Kali. “Kali Harmon, you’re under arrest for the murder of Sutton Hart.” Once they got to the station, he’d read her the Miranda Rights. He expected her to turn around and let him take her into custody. It’s not like she had anywhere to hide.

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homerjacksons

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cainethompson:

CAINE.

Caine had nearly just arrived at the station when Malcolm came bearing at least some information. However, Caine knew that anonymous callers being the only information was a bad sign for getting valuable information at all. He can only imagine that means that leads are drying up and people aren’t talking that know something. “Fuck,” he says, calmly but still with disappointment laced in his voice. “Still looking around. Just trying to see if I could think of a new angle— plus, I’m kinda still working my way through some of these cases I’ve got,” he says tapping his briefcase. “Got anything else besides a whole lot of nothing? Ideas? Theories?”

“Do you solve crimes in your free time or something?” Cause they could maybe use a little more manpower around here. “I got some theories myself. I mean no one just shoots a rando around here. She’s got ties to the MC,” Maybe he shouldn’t have been telling him but he was a lawyer after-all. Who was he going to run to? “It’d be helpful if we could identify who the bullet belonged to. But we gotta send off forensics around here,” That was the problem with being in a small town police department. “So everything runs pretty slowly ‘round here if you didn’t catch onto that.”

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harpercarmichael:

HARPER.

Her agitation was obviously putting a cloud on things. The man before her was offering help, but the stubborn part of Harper wanted to say no, she could do this herself. However, it was extremely obvious that that was not the case. Glancing back down at the offending piece of equipment, the chef huffed in defeat. “Yeah…yeah I guess I do.” Running a hand through her hair she stepped away from it as if the lawnmower would attack. His question was perplexing. “’Course. Don’t really need permission do ya? Unless this is some vampire ‘can’t cross the threshold without permission thing’. If it is, the answer is still yes, just gotta warn you that I have a lot of garlic in my house.”

He went onto her lawn as she spoke, though her going on a tangent about vampires almost caused him to stop in his tracks. "Not a vampire, no,” He sounded amused, wondering if she actually believed in vampires. “Would there be a way to figure out if I was one, though? I just hope I’m not secretly who has no idea,” He then bent down to the lawnmower, pressing the cold start button three times before looking back at her.

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silasxavery:

SILAS.

“I just…” Silas gripped at the hoodie loosely surrounding his frame and twisted it tighter around himself. It couldn’t be hers, it was someone else’s. Had to be. “I need to know, I need you to say it.” His lip quivered because as much as his heart wanted to deny it, his brain told him different though. He’d ridden in that SUV many times. He knew. He just needed to hear the other man say it, so he followed when he motioned him off to the side. Sutton. Silas repeated the name in his head a few more times. “Sutton Hart.” He nodded and sniffed. “Okay, um, do they know who did it? What happened? Is she okay?” She wasn’t okay, Silas already knew that from the phone call but damn if he didn’t ask anyways.

This sucked for whomever was close to her, he knew that. But this was also just routine. "Don’t know who did it.” He then shook his head at her question, not wanting to say the words aloud. Already having to notify the family was terrible enough. “Like I said, this is an active investigation,” He hoped the other man knew what that meant. “I’m sorry.” He didn’t know what else to say, unsure of how to deal with Silas’s emotions. He never quite did well with emotions. Maybe that’s why he was so close with Reina, she never showed emotion. “That’s all the information I have.”

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andythane:

ANDY.

“What, you think I just sit around thinkin’ about motorcycles and leather vests?” Andy teases, laughing at his own words. He gives Malcolm an unimpressed look, finding this a bit more entertaining than he’s sure Malcolm expected it to be. “You know, I know how to read too, Williams.” He knows Malcolm means well – There’s plenty of people who have been surprised Andy knows more than crime and the club, though the man across from him isn’t one of them. But, Andy’s not going to pass up the chance to poke fun at Malcolm. “Apparently, man. S’a wonder you even got on the force at all. It saved your ass tonight, apparently.” Andy laughs at his own laugh, taking another drag of his cigarette. “M’not gonna punch ya, man. I’m not lookin’ to go back to prison.”

“Honestly, I just assumed you didn’t have the time, man. Between the club and taking care of your kids.” Maybe it wasn’t a fair assumption to think that he didn’t have anymore personality beyond that. “I don’t know how you juggle it all,” He was tired after any of his tours and usually slept for hours before getting out of bed and making some food for himself. He couldn’t imagine having to take care of a family too. “Yeah, pretty sure me getting on the force was just an accident. They enlisted the wrong Malcolm,” He said lightly, knowing that Andy was just teasing. “Oh yeah, cause I’d for sure press charges and make sure you ended back in the slammer.”

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reinathane:

REINA.

Reina’s eyes roll dramatically as Malcolm scolds her, phone clicking as she shoves it deep in her bag. She’s about to tell him to fuck off unless he’s actually got an update for her, but what follows the words no news gives her pause for a moment. It’s not that she’d expected the sheriff’s department to find anything, but for Malcolm to say she’s in the clear — well, she knows he wouldn’t unless he was pretty fucking certain. “No kidding,” she says quietly, almost incredulously, before a sinister grin spreads across her features. “Looks like I haven’t lost my touch, have I?” Maybe incriminating herself for other murders in front of a cop isn’t her best move, but Reina doesn’t really give a shit. It’s just Malcolm, anyway. “Of course I’m gonna fucking celebrate. It’s my birthday and I’m not going to prison, I’d be an idiot not to drown myself in tequila right now. You coming inside with me?”

Her grin caused him to smile, maybe for the first time in a few days. At least he did something right for his good friend. “As if you’d ever lose your touch,” He knew that would never happen to the Reina Thane herself. “Other criminals could take some notes from you. Just please next time let’s not make it someone where you’re the first obvious suspect please,” He was pretty sure he got grey hairs the past few months from everything. “Yeah, ‘course I will. Since it’s your birthday, I’ll pick up the tab too.”

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