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Silas Haynes Intro

( cis male, gabriel macht, he/him )

look who goes there! It’s silas haynes. wait, you don’t know who he/him is/are? the 55 year old lawyer at maple brook law firm has been in town for, like, 15 years. i believe they live in davenport, but i usually see them around springdale. they can be a bit sarcastic, but i think being charming kinda balances them out, you know?

[ played by: nvrever, 32, cst, they/them and child & sexual abuse ] Silas moved to Maple Brook after accepting a partner position at the local law firm there at the age of 40. He was a paralegal for many years before taking on the recommendation of becoming a lawyer.

Has never been married, but has been on many dates and involved in situationships. He's homosexual(sorry, ladies), but will flirt with anyone after a few drinks.

Would love to explore a bromance with someone who works at the law firm with him(will be a wanted connection).

He is a highly profiled criminal defense attorney, and his win-loss record is 50-20

[ OPEN for connections such as friends, past flings, enemies(maybe put someone close in prison), or whatever type ]

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closed starter for: elliot (@thistld) where: Jack o’Lantern Lane at Station 5 when: afternoon, weekend

SILAS NEEDED A LITTLE BIT OF EXCITEMENT TODAY, and why not go to Station 5 for a little Jack o'Lantern hunting, or hunt for something else. He wasn't looking for anything in particular, though.

He removed his shades that covered his eyes, went from pumpkin to pumpkin, nodding at the craftsmanship and creativity of some of them. Silas rarely participated in holidays - aside from New Year's, because he can watch the fireworks and get a bit tipsy. Plus, who doesn't love ringing in the New Year?

Silas had thought about buying a pumpkin to support the benefit, but he was terrible at picking out pumpkins. Even more terrible at asking for assistance.

He tapped one of the firefighters on the shoulder, and when he turned around, Silas flashed a smile before speaking. "Hey, I am looking to purchase one of these, but having a hard time choosing." That was his way of asking for assistance, and he wasn't going to ask outright.

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the jack o'lantern lane was one of a very few seasonal traditions that elliott didn't mind participating in — not that he had much of a choice when it came to the event. he'd actually grown rather talented at pumpkin carving after all his years of experience, his own jack o'lantern sitting proudly with sharp eyes and a slanted, toothy grin. he turns at the tap on his shoulder, brows raised at the man's statement. “ i've got to say this one really has something about it. ” he muses with a hint of a smirk, pointing to his own creation. “ hard to beat, honestly. ”

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SILAS NOTICED THAT SMIRK, as a lawyer, you had to pick up on certain mannerisms of others, but his shoulders shrugged as he decided to play along with the male. "So, what makes this one the best?"

His lips curved up into a smirk that matched the man's earlier on, bouncing the ball back into his court to see how he'd make his play this time.

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closed starter for: chester (@maplechester) where: Fall fest at Aurora’s Fair when: 3:45 pm, tuesday

SILAS MISSED THE FARMER'S MARKET ONCE, which means that he wasn't going to miss them twice. This is probably the first time he didn't have one fruit or vegetable at his house, but the farmer's market was the perfect place to get the freshest ones during October. While searching through the variety of what everyone had to offer, he had accidentally bumped into someone and immediately turned to face them. "My apologies." The guy seemed chilled enough not to cause a scene. Who would want to cause a scene at the farmer's market anyway? His eyes took a quick glance into the other person's basket. "Got a lot of vegetables in there." His gaze went back to the gentleman. "Have you ever tried their baked goods?" Silas asked with a quirked brow.

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closed starter for: elliot (@thistld) where: Jack o’Lantern Lane at Station 5 when: afternoon, weekend

SILAS NEEDED A LITTLE BIT OF EXCITEMENT TODAY, and why not go to Station 5 for a little Jack o'Lantern hunting, or hunt for something else. He wasn't looking for anything in particular, though.

He removed his shades that covered his eyes, went from pumpkin to pumpkin, nodding at the craftsmanship and creativity of some of them. Silas rarely participated in holidays - aside from New Year's, because he can watch the fireworks and get a bit tipsy. Plus, who doesn't love ringing in the New Year?

Silas had thought about buying a pumpkin to support the benefit, but he was terrible at picking out pumpkins. Even more terrible at asking for assistance.

He tapped one of the firefighters on the shoulder, and when he turned around, Silas flashed a smile before speaking. "Hey, I am looking to purchase one of these, but having a hard time choosing." That was his way of asking for assistance, and he wasn't going to ask outright.

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with: @clemcntia (any muses) where: birmingham for sweeney todd when: tuesday evening

SILAS PULLED UP TO THE BIRMINGHAM, seeing that everyone was lining up for Sweeney Todd - one of his favorite musicals. He doesn't speak about musicals much, but when he does, he will always mention Sweeney.

Once he found a parking space, he got out and waited in line, eyes went down to the watch on his wrist. The line started to move as people were being led inside, and Silas showed his ticket and was granted access.

He hasn't been here in a long time, but remembered enough to find his seat. His eyes scanned around to see people filing in, one by one. He removed his phone from inside his blazer pocket to scroll through it while waiting.

Silas felt someone sit down next to him as he peeked their way briefly to offer a small smile. Small talk wasn't really his thing, but if someone started the conversation with him, then he would engage.

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with: @chckmates (cody) where: his office @ maple brook law when: afternoon, weekday triggers: mentions alcohol

SILAS' EYES REVIEWED OVER SOME PAPERWORK for an upcoming case until his phone beeped that someone wanted to see him. As much as Silas wanted to tell his secretary to send them away, his finger pressed a button, and he managed to slip out to let them in.

As the figure walked towards his office, a grin formed between his lips as he stood up to greet the man. "Cody Adani." His hand extended for the other male to shake.

"Sit down, sit down." Silas waved for him to sit down. "Drink?" He was over where he kept his bourbon and poured himself a glass while waiting for Cody's response.

In his mind, he had wondered why Cody would want to see him, but he was about to find out shortly. "What can I do for you? Need help on a case?" An arrogant smirk curved up at the corner of his lips as he took a small sip from his shot glass tumbler. Silas' reputation preceded him, and he was always willing to help out a fellow lawyer in any way he could.

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closed started for: @divineinfamy (jules) where: ludlow plaza when: mid afternoon, weekday

SILAS RARELY WENT ON DATES. LET ALONE A BLIND DATE. He had eyed the building multiple times while waiting inside his vehicle. He really got inside his own head, thinking that he should crank the engine back up and leave. However, it was just for a corn dog, so he got out and proceeded to walk inside anyway. When he arrived, he saw the mystery man about to leave and, with a sly smirk, approached the table with a hand clasped onto the back of the chair across from him. "Well, this is an interesting turn of events." That smirk turned into a small smile. Silas unbuttoned his blazer before sitting down and leaned back in his chair. "So, have you ordered yet?" Internally, he rolled his eyes because he wasn't good with small talk or anything remotely close to whatever was happening right now.

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closed starter for: elias @vellichorz where: elias' place, davenport when: afternoon, weekend

SILAS ALWAYS WORE A SUIT, no matter the occasion. It was the weekend, and yet, a suit adorned his body. He didn't really have any plans for the day, but his eyes peered out of his window and saw that his neighbor, Elias, was home. With the shrug of his shoulders, he thought maybe it's time to pay him a quick visit. As he appeared on his porch, he knocked on the door, then slid his hands down into his pants pockets and rocked on his feet. When the door opened, he turned around and flashed a smile. "Hey, Elias! Got a minute?" Silas had hoped that he wasn't interrupting anything that he might've had going on. "I know you've seen my late-night rendezvous last night, what did you think?" He had winced slightly, because Silas doesn't do relationships. Never has. He thought it might've happened one day, but it never did. It was a good thing, though, since work kept him busy.

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starter for @nvrever (silas!) where: the widow's bite when: evening, weekday

Elise was still waiting on her dinner date.

Not that she was expecting one after seven years. Not that she was expecting one from Silas of all people. Still, though, it was something they'd both joke about now and again.

Too many drinks into a flirtation, Silas had proposed a dinner date to Elise. A few hours sober the next morning, he'd texted her to cancel. Elise hadn't been angry about it, but she had asked questions.

Turns out they make better friends now anyhow.

Elise sips her wine gingerly, finding herself at another post-work get together with just the two of them. She's laughing at some work story or other that Silas is telling, not that Elise fully gets the whole legal aspect of it all.

"So all I'm hearing, Silas, is that your whole bad day could have been avoided if you'd taken me out to lunch instead. Tsk tsk."

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with: elise @elisiiium where: the widow's bite when: evening, weekday

SILAS WAS CHATTING AWAY with Elise once he had sat down. Today's work was definitely a struggle for him, but instead of thinking about that, he decided to make this evening light-hearted and fun. Despite being a lawyer for criminals. When he first bumped into Elise, there was a mention of a dinner date - one that he had cancelled. It wasn't the right time, or better yet, the right person. That was always in the back of his mind, the what ifs, the could've, should've, would've's. But at least they became friends and can hang out without it being awkward. After they shared a laugh, Silas' attention focused on her as she spoke. "Elise." He chuckled slightly. "But that sounds about right. I'll keep that in mind for next time." He had leaned up to grab his own wine glass as he swirled it around and pointed his index finger at him. "Enough about my boring job. What's new with you?" He asked with a quirked brow and took a small sip from his glass.