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BRETT.

Brett’s inside looking for Ethan when all hell breaks loose, people running around everywhere. In the crowd he spots Natalia, attempting to call her name over the sounds of everyone else yelling. “Natalia, wait!” She knew Ethan, maybe she knew where he was. Plus the two of them knew each other, so even if she didn’t know, maybe she could help him look. But she doesn’t seem to hear him, so he starts to push through the crowd, keeping his eyes on the brunette. Brett’s almost out of the ballroom when the person behind him gets shoved into him, causing him to fall forward. The pain is almost instantaneous, and when he looks down he can see the stem of a broken wine glass sticking out of his thigh, blood already starting to pool around the wound.

“Shit.” Is all he can manage to get out before a pair of arms come into his view, pulling him to his feet and out of the ballroom the rest of the way, moving towards a nearby elevator. They’re nearly there when Brett realizes just who is dragging him along, a quiet laugh leaving his lips. “Natalia! I was looking for you. It seems I’ve been a little bit impaled…” Brett half mutters, half laughs, waving towards his leg. “This isn’t good.” @nataliclvarez

Chaos. There was a sudden scream, then another and Natalia’s blood ran cold. There was a half second of silence where the tension in the room reached its climax and then...explosion. Explosion of screams and the shattering of glass all around, people running and tripping, pushing each other all in the same direction, the exit. The brunette’s instincts immediately kicked in and she put her clutch, her glass and her award carelessly on a table nearby before running in the opposite direction. She knew something bad had happened and whatever it was, help was needed.

That part of her took over and as she got in the heart of the commotion, her name was shouted by a masculine voice behind her. Brett. She had managed to spot his face right before she saw him slip and one look down at the trickles of blood she had spotted from afar was enough for her to start running in his direction, trying her best not to push anyone in the way. Looping her arms under his, a huff escaped her lips as she lifted him and tried to drag him away from the chaotic stampede. Throwing a quick glance back, an elevator came into view and with the help of her lucky stars, it had magically opened for them to get in. It was hard with her dress hanging, the heavy’s man weight and people running everywhere but Natalia finally managed to get them both into the elevator. Only, as they both got into the small space, the door suddenly closed. This wasn’t good, not good at all. Natalia turned around and hit the door once, twice, three times. Nothing. They were stuck. The lights had gone down and had triggered the small little emergency lamp, their only source of light from then on. This couldn’t be, this was already the worst evening imaginable, how could it have possibly got worse.

‘’No it’s not, sweetie’’ she left out gently, trying not to look too worried as she quickly bent down to take a look at his injury. It was bad. She had been trained for these kinds of emergencies yet nothing around her seemed to be of any help. ‘’Brett, I’m going to need you to be a little brave here, okay? This is going to hurt a little but I know you can do it’’ she looked up to him before letting her eyes fall on his tie. In one swift movement, she had taken it off his neck and was now tightly tying it down his thigh. ‘’I don’t want you to worry, you hear me? I’m going to get us out of here and you’re going to be fine. I promise’ she says, forcing a smile on her lips as she looked down before ripping a part of her gown’s train. She tied it to the other end of his thigh and threw an apologetic look at the man before giving a big squeeze at the tissue for it to stay firmly, acting as a garo. She had been bracing herself for the screams of pain the man was going to let out and her eyes slightly watered at the sound of it. The tears streaming down her cheeks were now falling on her hands, mixing with the blood they were stained with. A small pool of dark, red blood was surrounding them, one that she hadn’t even noticed probably from the little time he had spent without the garo. She was with an injured bleeding man in a dark and broken elevator, meters away from a serial killer. This was a nightmare.

#gives you an extra reply #because this has been due for a lil while #( — her mouth could lie but her eyes couldn't | para )#tw blood #tw injury #( — event thread )#( — brett )

OFFICER NATALIA ALVAREZ—

In Recognition and Sincere Appreciation of Your Distinguished Service, Devotion and Friendship with the Atlanta PD. Your Hard Work and Commitment Have Been a Huge Contribution to Our Success.

#ahhh how cute is this #<33 #tbt #submission

HADES.

Walking into the Ansley Country Club where the Policeman’s Ball was located, Hades eyes wandered in amazement. He’s been on the force for over a month now and never thought this would happen. The last time he was honored for something was in high school and it was for something very little. To him, this meant so much more.

Shaking himself back into reality, Hades looked down at his date and grinned softly. He’s been working with Natalia for awhile now and has enjoyed her company. She kept him on his feet, awake, and knew how to make him laugh. In his quiet world, she was a ray of light that helped him open up more and more each day. He was truly grateful for her.

“We’ve made it.” Hades said towards Natalia’s ear, his striking blue hues gleaming down at her. “What would you like to do first? Chat with coworkers, Get a drink or two, dance?”

@nataliclvarez

Natalia had been taught not stare yet her eyes stayed glued to decorations of the fancy ballroom as soon as they had passed the door. She had been to these kinds of events before but none of them had been this chic and it was hard to even find something to focus on because there were just so many things to look at. As she felt Hades’ gaze on her, she decided he’d be the one getting all of her attention that night because, well not only was he her date but he was also a dear friend of hers and she knew they’d keep each other sane during the celebration.

He was the kind of person she felt comfortable with, not having to put up a front or mindlessly laugh at all his words. They sometimes didn’t even need words to understand each other and that’s what made them quite the duo. At his words, her lips stretched into a wide, genuine smile before she turned and looked up to his light eyes, ready to face on whatever the night would offer. ‘’I think we should get ourselves in the mood a little,’’ she spoke softly, a small smirk slowly taking over. She grabbed two flutes of champagne as one of the waiters passed by and handed one to Hades, raising her own in the air. ‘’To us’’ she simply cheered.

#please ignore daddy daddario on the side #or don't ;)))))))))#( — hades )#( — event thread )#( — her mouth could lie but her eyes couldn't | para )

ADRIAN.

‘’Nothing to be worried about.’’ Adrian shrugged it off. The man noticed how she tensed up at his remark and he figured she was a police officer or someone of importance. ‘’It’s probably the scotch or the strange ambiance of the ball.’’ he tried to come up with excuses, he didn’t want to ruin the ball for the woman. ‘’ I’ve never been to one.’’ It wasn’t exactly a lie. Adrian had been to balls and such, but only for work and never for entertainment.

‘Then why mention it’ the woman thought but kept it to herself as she placed a small smile on her lips, looking up to the stranger. He was a well-built man, all dressed of black and his posture clearly indicated that he wasn’t about to jump on the dance floor but rather on someone. At his next words, the situation finally cleared up and she felt her shoulders relax, taking another swig of her drink. He wasn’t used to these places, which meant he was simply freaking out and nothing else. ‘‘Oh,’‘ she let out with a soft giggle. ‘‘Well, relax a little and enjoy the free drinks’‘ she told him. ‘‘How come you’ve never been to a ball?’‘ she then asked curiously, hoping the bad feeling she had would stray with the conversation about weird vibes.

#( event thread )#( adrian )#| whispers in the wind | (ᶜᵒⁿᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ)

CASSIAN.

Cassian was on his way to the bar when a brunette in front of him caught his attention. Thinking that the women could have been his sister, he went up to her and tossed his arms around both of her shoulders, pulling her into a sort of hug. “Cassi! I’ve been looking all over for you!” Whether it be because Cassian had a drink too many, or because he hadn’t seen his sister in years, it was no doubt an accidental misunderstanding – a situation very similar to the embarrassment felt when you say hello to someone you thought you knew and it turned out to be the contrary.

As the female turned around Cassian stuttered an apology and looked up towards her. The redness in his cheeks subsided as he realized he did in fact know her. “Well I’ll be. Natalie you look so much like my sister…that or I need to slow down on the drinks.” He let out a nervous laugh before offering an apologetic smile. The two were friends, but not to the point where he would jump on her out of nowhere for an embrace.

@nataliclvarez

As Natalia grabbed the glass the bartender had set before her, she felt a pair of strong arms loops around her and half of her drink spilling, she furiously turned around to face whoever had mistaken her for a certain Cassie and was more than ready to make them pay her drink back. But as she opened her mouth to speak, the brunette’s eyes widened and her scowl turned into a wide smile as she recognized the familiar face.

'’I don’t think anyone looks any more than different than your sister and I, Cas’’ she told him as she settled the wet glass on the counter and mindlessly signed for the bartender to take it back, not wanting Cassian to feel any more bad than he probably already was. ‘’Maybe we should take you away from the drinks before you mistake the mayor for an old college buddy’’ she teased, grabbing the man’s arm and slowly walking away from the bar towards the buffet. ‘’So, are you enjoying your night?’’ Natalia asked, hoping that the sudden change of conversation would help them forget about the small incident.

#( event thread )#| war of words | (ᵖᵃʳᵃ)#( cassian )

EMERSON.

“Shut up!” The brunette rolled her eyes before going to follow her friend’s orbs as they scanned the room. “Oof. The only color we’re missing in their combined ensembles is red, but I think his hair makes up for it.”

‘‘If I ever dye my hair that color, please shave it all’‘ Natalia dramatically shivered, as she smoothed some strands of her long raven hair behind her ear. ‘‘Seriously, I’m not one to judge but I had no clue rainbow colors had made a comeback’‘

#( emerson )#( event thread )#| whispers in the wind | (ᶜᵒⁿᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ)#ignore what she has in her hands :)

NIKITA.

To be perfectly honest, even if she wasn’t planning on getting too out of hand with the rest of the crowd, Nikita enjoyed the diversity among the crowd that evening. She’d been to far too many events like this where there was very, very little excitement to be had. Memories of galas long in the past at her father’s side brought an instant shudder to the girl’s slim shoulders. “Tell you what–” she began to say as she leaned forward and flashed the brunette with a mischievous smirk. “I’ll give you one hundred dollars if you do it yourself.”

At the sight of the blonde’s devilish smirk, Natalia’s mind braced itself. She knew that smirk because every time her own mind would come up with the worst but also funnest ideas, her lips would automatically stretch into the exact same smirk and it often meant trouble. Of course, the idea that left the other’s mouth was as ridiculous as she had expected it, yet a small laugh passed her lips. ‘’Tell you what– ‘’ she replied, leaning forward just like the other had previously done, ‘’Even if I wanted to, there’s no way I could. I have to get up on that stage and receive a price in less than an hour. I’d rather not have the mayor picture my ass while he’s handing me my award.’’

#( event thread )#( nikita )#| whispers in the wind | (ᶜᵒⁿᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ)

NORAH

“Oh, and congratulations to you too.” Norah replies, giving Natalia smile. “Thank you, thank you. I always worry long dresses make me look shorter, but you don;t have that problem. You’re a freakin’ goddess.”

‘‘Thank you’‘ Natalia replied with a wide smile, practically feeling shy. ‘‘I’m really just doing my job’‘ she added, not really sure how to explain the feeling that she never really felt like she deserved all the praise. ‘‘A goddess? Please, have you seen yourself? I’d kill to have your legs’‘

#( event thread )#| whispers in the wind | (ᶜᵒⁿᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ)#( norah )

NATHAN.

“Well, you do deserve it.” The surgeon replied quickly, joining her small laugh as he shook his head. They worked hard. They sacrificed plenty. He also knew they never felt worthy of the praise, but this kind of recognition was good, it lifted up their spirits when everything got tough. “So far, so good… if you see me running out of here like Cinderella then you know it’s because something happened and I have to report back there, but for now, we should just enjoy the evening. You look absolutely gorgeous, by the way.”

‘‘Thank you’‘ she replied softly, looking up at him as a slight blush crept up her cheeks. She had never been the shy type of girl and often enjoyed compliments but something about the way everyone seemed to praise her for something as trivial as her every day job was quite unusual to the brunette. She listened closely to his words, interested in the man’s job practically more than hers. He got to save lives as well but in such a different way than hers, it was simply fascinating. ‘‘Let’s hope you don’t lose a shoe in the process, it’d be quite funny for you to show up at the hospital in a tuxedo and a missing shoe’‘ she chuckled, locking his gaze to his. ‘‘Why, thank you’‘ she added, a wide smile spreading on her lips. ‘‘You don’t look so bad yourself. I do prefer the scrubs though’‘ the brunette pronounced playfully.

#( nathan )#( event thread )#| whispers in the wind | (ᶜᵒⁿᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ)

ADRIAN.

Adrián wasn’t one to stand out in social events. He wasn’t keen on coming to the ball in the first place, but the Lacroix had contacted him and asked for his services. So there he was, once again, in a corner, observing. Adrián took a glass of scotch, trying to calm down his nerves, since his guts were telling him something wasn’t right. The man cleared his throat and looked to his right. ‘’ Is it just me or there’s a weird vibe going on?’’ he asked before taking a sip of his glass.

The brunette threw a puzzled look at the man who had just spoken, not sure what he was making allusion to. For her, the night was only getting started and she was having a blast, everyone around being so sweet and congratulating her. She would never admit that her guts was telling her something else, that she knew the killer was out there somewhere and even if they had done a great job protecting as many people as they could have, the harm was still out there and everyone as at risk. Of course, the man couldn’t possibly have known about that, which is why the woman was so surprised to hear him say such a thing. ‘’A weird vibe?’’ she repeated, taking a look at him. ‘’What kind of weird vibe?’’ she questioned, turning around to face the man.

#( event thread )#| whispers in the wind | (ᶜᵒⁿᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ)#( adrian )

NIKITA.

“So then I said there was no chance on God’s green Earth that I was ever drinking something mixed with Tabasco sauce, tequila, and peach schnapps.” Nikita informed the person next to her in an incredulous tone and a laugh of pure amusement soon erupted from her lips. Raising the half full flute of Dom Pérignon to her mouth she sipped some of the beverage down and continued on. “We’re only an hour into this ball and already certain people are veering toward the other side of crazy. I can’t even imagine what the end of the night will look like.”

Natalia let out a laugh at the other’s story, definitely having been in a similar situation. With a hum of agreement, she looked around and spotted a few people around the bar that were already getting crazy. It was after all, not that conservative of a party and people from all backgrounds were invited, thus leading to quite the funny mix in the ballroom. ‘’It’s turning into my kind of party’’ the brunette remarked with a chuckle, taking her own flute of champagne to her lips before taking a small sip. ‘’I bet you ten bucks someone will end up mooning the mayor. Now that’ll be funny.’’

#( event thread )#( nikita )#| whispers in the wind | (ᶜᵒⁿᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ)

NORAH.

“Well well well…look who cleans up nicely.” Norah murmurs with a smirk, looking over the person beside her slowly. “Seriously, you look fantastic. Tell me your secrets.”

‘‘You’re so sweet, thank you!’‘ Natalia replied to the stranger, smiling widely at the brunette. ‘‘You’re stunning yourself, I don’t think you need any secrets from me’‘ the agent added matter-of-factly.

#( event thread )#( norah )#| whispers in the wind | (ᶜᵒⁿᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ)

EMMY.

“We should play a game,” the brunette murmured to her companion as she looked around the crowded ballroom. The party still didn’t appear to be picking up speed, which quite frankly wasn’t Emmy’s style. “Oh! I know. Let’s try and place bets as to who’s going home with who at the end of the night. One of my favorites.”

‘‘Emmy!’‘ Natalia replied feigning indignation. She stole a quick glance at the crowd and scanned the familiar faces and the stranger’s ones. ‘‘Blue dress, yellow heels is definitely going home with green tie, orange suit. Their child will complete the rainbow’‘ she then replied, losing all seriousness as a smug smile played on her lips.

#( emmy )#( event thread )#| whispers in the wind | (ᶜᵒⁿᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ)#these two are so bad hahaha

EUPHEMIA

She let the train of her gown fall on the floor for one goddamn second ( just long enough to clasp the arm and shake the hand of an old friend ), and she could already feel a tug that had become too familiar in such situations. The feeling of a foot pressed at the hem of fabric, a tug as soon as she attempted to detach from a situation.

At least the crowd was breaking up.

Effie snatched the stem of a champagne glass as it passed on a silver platter, offering murmured thanks to the server as she pivoted her body and placed her fingertips on the arm of the culprit. ❝Excuse me?❞ She was all apologies, sympathetic grimaces while she motioned to the space between them. ❝I think your foot is on my gown. Would you move just a little so I could pick the train up?❞

‘‘Oh, I’m so sorry’‘ Natalia let out as she let her gaze drop to her feet where she was indeed stepping on the silky fabric of the blonde’s gown. You would think that with the same thing happening to her all the time since the very beginning of the ball, she would have been careful not to repeat the gesture but there she was, throwing an apologetic smile at the other as she quickly took a step back before grabbing the train of her own gown and swiftly securing it around her feet. At least the same wouldn’t happen as long as she stayed there and didn’t move too much. ‘‘I can’t believe I’m doing it to someone else, I want to rip people’s heads off when they step on my dress’‘ she admitted with a small laugh, still a little guilty about the small incident. ‘‘They’ve been rubbing off on me’‘ she added jokingly.

#( event thread )#( euphemia )#| whispers in the wind | (ᶜᵒⁿᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ)

NATHAN.

“Here’s to you,” Nate raised his flute and tilted it towards the other person. He was used to these kinds of gatherings, the black tie events being part of his upbringing. He enjoyed them, to some extent, if not for anything else then at least for the chance of catching up with others. “Haven’t seen you in a while, how’s everything?”

‘‘Thank you’‘ Natalia replied with a wide smile, slightly raising her glass before taking it to her lips. She had been repeatedly congratulated by everyone around her and she felt all warm and fuzzy every time as she hadn’t realize her job had touched that many people. She recognized Nathan from the hospital and wasn’t surprised to see him around at all. He was a skilled surgeon and they needed important man like him around the ball. ‘‘It’s been great! The job’s been keeping me busy but as you can see, it payed off well’‘ she answered with a small laugh. ‘‘How about you, how’s the hospital?’‘ she asked.

#( nathan )#| whispers in the wind | (ᶜᵒⁿᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ)#( event thread )

NATALIA ALVAREZ ATTENDS —

The Policeman’s Ball in honor of Atlanta’s Police Department May 19th, 2017

Accompanied by Hades Mason

( @hadesmxson)

#atl.bestdressed #eden is a goddess #and she helped me color the model #ily eden

Glances turn into words | Nathan & Natalia

@natefairmont

One of the few things Natalia truly loathed from the accident was the procedure to follow. She had come with peace with the fact that she would never get that part of her memory back and it was okay, she was making a new life here in Atlanta and she was managing. All the brunette wanted was, ironically, to forget all about her accident and simply move on with her life. But it wasn’t so simple. She had constant checkups at the hospital and therapy from the agency that she was obligated to attend if she wanted to keep her job. Luckily, it was coming to an end but she still had to show up to the hospital at least every two weeks and let the doctors do whatever they had to do.

Waiting. She was constantly waiting, for the doctor to arrive, to take her in, to get her results, the get the newest prescription that would supposedly help and just..wait. She hated it. She was now stuck in the cafeteria yet again and she was hesitating between a weird looking soup and some cold veggies in a plate. Looking around, she spotted a man right beside her waiting to serve himself food. Natalia had seen him around a couple of times but never had they spoken to each other and it seemed like the perfect opportunity to spark up a conversation. Their long gazes would turn into actual words and maybe she wouldn’t get so bored anymore. ‘’Which one should I go for?’’ she question, nodding at the food in front of them. ‘’No offense but none of this actually looks good’’ she added truthfully.

#| war of words | (ᵖᵃʳᵃ)#( nathan )#| glances turn into words ( nathan ) |#hope this is okay!

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