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Out Tonight | Rent
callie ross: a summary
In which Ava charms Embry into taking his glasses off
I Like That | Richard Vission & Static Revenger feat. Luciana ♪
DM - Embry/Scout
@serialscout: The second you do shit for free is the second people start walking all over you.
Is that your final offer?
@chiefembry: I have ice cream..? Jeremy isn't here to call you the black widow. Theia wants to see you. I might throw in a foot rub.
@serialscout: Deal. I've been meaning to see Theia.
DM - Embry/Scout
@chiefembry: But can your club offer you my shining personality?
@serialscout: I hope the cod that's not your best offer, honey.
@chiefembry: I thought friends were supposed to want to visit each other without needing incentive?
@serialscout: The second you do shit for free is the second people start walking all over you.
Is that your final offer?
DM - Embry/Scout
@serialscout: It's a sex club here in Four. Cod, I love that movie, though. I like to think I was born as the Antichrist sometimes.
@chiefembry: I don't know how to respond to that.
@serialscout: As much as I love that movie, it's not orgasmic.
@chiefembry: But can your club offer you my shining personality?
@serialscout: I hope the cod that's not your best offer, honey.
DM - Embry/Scout
@serialscout: It's a sex club here in Four. Cod, I love that movie, though. I like to think I was born as the Antichrist sometimes.
@chiefembry: I don't know how to respond to that.
@serialscout: As much as I love that movie, it's not orgasmic.
DM - Embry/Scout
@chiefembry: What are you doing tonight?
@serialscout: I was going to go to Himeros unless you have a better idea.
@chiefembry: I don't know what that is. Lucius is on and I wanted to know if you wanted to watch it.
@serialscout: It's a sex club here in Four. Cod, I love that movie, though. I like to think I was born as the Antichrist sometimes.
DM - Embry/Scout
@chiefembry: What are you doing tonight?
@serialscout: I was going to go to Himeros unless you have a better idea.
@serialscout uploaded a photo, tagged @fierybabeaudrey
I swear to drunk I'm not cod.
//In which Hazel is more enthusiastic about having their photo taken than Joseph (who is probably shooting that dirty look at his mother)
@serialscout updated her Jabberspace avatar photo and added:
Giving back to the less fortunate @chiefembry
Heart To Heart - Sage/Scout
As soon as Scout set foot in the room, she started talking a mile a minute. Sage desperately tried to follow what she was saying, furrowing her eyebrows when she realized that Scout was talking about the cookies. Was that really her only concern? If this watch really belonged to the person Sage believed it to be, then they had much, much bigger issues at hand.
"I brought some laundry up, and I found thi-" she started, falling silent when Scout spoke. She could have it? That’s all she had to say? Sage wasn’t an idiot. She knew there was something wrong with her daughter. All the evidence was there. Hell, just having she and Eli for parents was reason enough to suspect there might be something off. Scout displayed every symptom of bipolar disorder. She made bad decisions not because she wanted to, but because her brain gave her no other options, and her mood swings were so intense that they were not only scary for those around her but to herself, too.
Sage wanted to help her, but Scout refused to hear it. She had hoped she would have been able to delay this conversation a little longer, but if her daughter’s next answer matched what Sage was thinking and dreading, then continuing to wait was out of the question.
"Where did you get this, Scout? And be honest with me."
"Don't ask questions you already know the answer to. I'm not one of your patients," Scout growled, tossing her bag on the floor. All that sense of pride went out the window and was replaced with anger, annoyance. She felt as though her privacy was invaded and that she was being judged by someone who was supposed to reserve all judgments.
"It's his, and no, I didn't steal it off his wrist while he was over helping author of the year figure out how to sell more of his stupid books. I borrowed it. At the time, I thought it would make a nice trophy. I think I want to sell it now."
Scout would never admit to being scared of anything at all, but she felt somewhat remorseful now thinking about what she had done. It was the same feeling she had when she told Embry about her past. In the moment these things seemed so desirable. Thinking about them now was humiliating and shameful.
"Go ahead and tell me I'm a slutty nymphomaniac but we both know this isn't the first time you realized I'm having sex. I'm legally an adult. He didn't touch me until I turned fourteen. I, on the other hand, was a little handsy," she laughed, wiggling her fingers. If she could laugh about it, make a joke out of it, her mind wouldn't feel shame.
"We aren't dating or anything. It's just sex. Everyone has sex.. well, not everyone," she sighed, seeming completely unamused by the conversation.
Heart To Heart - Sage/Scout
Sage felt like she hadn’t seen Scout and Hunter in ages. Hunter always locked himself away in his room, and Scout was often nowhere to be found. They were quite alike in personality but spent their free time much differently. Sage couldn’t complain. Scout was making friends, and Hunter was throwing himself into his art. There had been no calls from the school about fights or suspensions. Things seemed to be calm. While Sage didn’t want to risk interrupting that kind of balance, she missed her kids.
While bringing the laundry upstairs one day, she decided that perhaps it could be an excuse to just sit down for a bit and catch up with both of them. It didn’t come as a surprise when she opened the door to Scout’s room, only to find it empty. What did catch her eye, though, were the Girl Squad cookies that cluttered her floor and bed. Boxes lined the base of her walls, and others had been opened and half eaten. At this point, Sage had learned not to question her daughter’s actions. Though the amount of cookies was alarming, it wasn’t as concerning as some of the other things Scout did. She decided it would be best just to leave it be.
She set the basket of clothes on top of her dresser and turned to leave, but something else made her stay. Sitting next to the laundry was a watch, and a nice one at that. Sage picked it up and flipped it over in her hands, trying to figure out where she had gotten it. It was made for a man and didn’t seem new enough for it to be something Scout had bought on a whim. She was ready to put the watch back in its place and ask later until she saw the initials that were engraved into it.
Her heart dropped into her stomach. This had to have been a mistake. The door downstairs slammed, and Sage knew if she didn’t figure this all out now, she might not get another chance.
"Scout!" she called out, "Can you come up here? I need to ask you something."
Scout had spent most of her day thinking about the conversation she had with Embry. Rather than paying attention in class, she tried to figure out why anyone would ever see her as anything other than villainous and cruel. She didn't feel sorry for herself because it was an image she perpetuated constantly. In her mind, keeping others at a distance was safe. Being burned once was enough for her to learn not to reach towards fire.
As soon as she got home, her mother was calling her name. She was fairly certain there was nothing worth calling home about today. It had been a few weeks since she had said anything or hit anybody. Her heart sank when she remembered the cookies. Soon enough, she had bolted up the stairs and was in her room.
"Iboughtallthecookiesbecauseifonemademehappythenmorecouldmakemereallyhappy," she rambled, her brain racing around per usual. "I gave some away but I just really wanted them. I couldn't help myself from buying them. What are you doing in my room anyways?"
In her mind, both of her parents harbored animosity towards her. While Eli was more obvious with his general distaste, Scout couldn't shake the feeling of not being good enough for her mother. Hunter had a bond with his mother that Scout couldn't compare to. She felt like the conversations they had were more like talking to a doctor than a parent, but that was of no one's fault but her own.
Her eyes locked on to the watch in her mother's hands. Her superiority complex from the mania made her smirk with pride.
"You can have it."
Making decisions while manic
Barrier - Embry/Scout
Embry tensed up immediately at the mention of Jeremy. He knew there was some animosity between his brother and Scout, but here she was claiming some unconscious hate between brothers. Embry could never hate Jeremy. When everyone turned on him, Jeremy stayed by his side. Jeremy raised him when it wasn’t his job to do so. He was about to answer when she explained why he had a reason to..
Scout never was one to tread lightly. She always knew just what to do or say to really hurt a person. He was sure in this moment that being caught in a bear trap would hurt less than hearing what she said to him.
She was wrong. Yes, Jeremy did technically have all the things he wanted in life, and yeah, he didn’t really have to try to gain any of them, but Embry had things going for him too… right? It only took him 18 years to make a friend and he was pretty much destined to spend his life looking out for himself and the idea of having a family of his own was pretty out there and-
"No. I don’t hate Jeremy. I love my brother. I’m happy for him. He hasn’t been rewarded everything; he had to work for some things, too. I would never turn my back on the people I love for any reason."
"Mhm," Scout smiled, laughing to herself, "I thought you'd say that.. and that's why we aren't comparable. You're just too damn good. If I was in your place, I'd never bow at his feet. I'd hate him until the day he croaked or until the day came where I could kill him myself. I'd spend every waking hour I had trying to figure out how I could get the upper hand for once in my life. I would never, ever love him or even say I did to be cordial."
Even after admitting that, there was no doubt in her mind that Embry was still her friend. He still would continue to care about her and see her in the same damn spotlight he always had.
"Enjoy the cookies, Chief. I'm annoyed now and plan on going home and plotting how to kill you now that you're a liability," she said, her voice full of a teasing tone. Once again, her mood completely flipped without warning or hesitation.
"Try not to eat them all tonight, fucker."
FIN