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†With: Malcolm Bright†
Despite what may come across as skepticism, it wasn't really doubt so much as surprise that had her furrowing her brow. "I thought I was fully prepared, to hear just about anything from your analysis but," the detective admitted, "I've gotta say, this one wasn't really on the list of possibilities. When you say we're potentially looking at a juvenile offender, what are-range are we talking though?"
🎹 37: The Line - Twenty One Pilots @wvsteria
†With: Will Graham†
She glanced at the images from the case file over his shoulder, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, there's definitely nothing that ever quite prepares you for the sight of any crime-scene -especially not the ones that tend to be assigned to my specific division- but it never cuts you quite as deep as that first time." There was no amount of training or stories from the veteran detectives that could ever really set one up for that very first time one witnessed the outcome of humanity's worst instincts having won out.
🎹 88: First Time - Vance Joy
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The Walls Are Way Too Thin - Holly Humberstone
"I'm just in a bad mood." Amelia stated with a sigh. "My surgery went wrong, the patient died. It's still hard on me now, even after all this time."
The specifics may be different due to their respective careers, but Liv understood what it felt like when there was someone who was fully entrusting their life in your hands, and despite every single one of your best efforts, it wasn't enough... Regardless of what others -including most therapists- said, it always felt like a very particular brand of failure. "I think the day it stops being hard is the day you'd have to stop and re-evaluate if this is something that you should continue to be doing. I've got time if you'd like some company though, to talk things through or just to sit and listen."
†With: Zhalea Kren†
Having cut herself off from the force, was a bit of a double-edged sword. Yes, it meant it couldn't be used to sense her as easily but, it also meant she couldn't use it to sense other force-users. "...this is the part where I'll admit, the fact I was technically part of a younger group back home, would mean I'd get easily overlooked here," Eisa admitted with a rueful smile.
🎹 11: Lost and Found- Senses Fail @wvsteria
†With: Akantha Kenahr†
"Now all that's left are the pieces to find." There was sense of finality to her words that she didn't fully feel. As much as they knew it was the truth, Eisa also understood it was the truth now. However, if the fact that she was currently sitting across from Akantha again, breath in her lungs -and having now had said breath again for the past ten years- was anything to go by, there was hope for things to change. For new beginnings.
🎹33: Haunted - Kelly Clarkson @musingnook
Sal shook his head. "No, I definitely didn't want to deal with the whispers, the looks and the comments I would be getting. With people doubting and second guessing my work, that was not something I wanted to go through." He said with a sigh. "I didn't get the whole we're a family thing either, I was closed off and very focused on work. But that was until I joined firehouse 51, there you really get what it means to be a family, it was the first time I felt like I truly belonged somewhere."
"More than valid." Continuing to do so something under those specific conditions, though something she herself had knowingly chosen, it was no less exhausting. "I think you can hardly be faulted for having chosen your peace instead." Perhaps things would've played out different for herself if she'd done the same sooner... Eisa smiled warmly at the way he expressed himself about the firehouse, clearly being entirely earnest. "Perhaps I've just not found myself in the proper career field. Can't really say any of my own colleagues have ever felt as anything more than, well, exactly that. Based on the nomenclature though, I'm assuming this wasn't in D.C. though. Where is it you're originally from, if I may ask?"
†With: Scott Hunter†
"I think there's a flaw in my code," Caden noted, turning to glance over at him. "But live-sporting events have just never really been my thing, so you know, having to be technically be on the clock while the game's happening doesn't really bother me all that much." If anything, she rather preferred it that way.
🎹 34: Gasoline- Halsey @playernctpuck
†With: Jenna Sommers†
Blue eyes closed for a beat before as she turned to face the other. Slowly opening her left eye and leaving her right still firmly closed, a grimace clearly shown on CJ's face as she just whispered, "Please, don't make me play pretend..." The day had already involved far more social interaction than she held the capacity for, the last thing she wanted was to do any more.
🎹 69: Fake Happy - Paramore @vcndetta
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her brows furrowed ❝ i know ❞ hannah said, a brief second after sighed. she knew that's what it meant ❝ but not all of them can have changed their numbers all of sudden or blocked my number ❞ she looked down on her phone, tried to send a text message to any of her friends, stood not delivered. searched after a number that was to a company in washington dc, heard signals and suddenly a voice ❝ hi, sorry, i must have called the wrong number ❞ she said to the person on the other end ❝ how come i can call them and not anyone from home? ❞ her attention turned towards caden again ❝ i'm good, just worried about my friends ❞
If the other woman's response was anything to go by, it seemed that CJ had still managed not to get the actual question after all.. Luckily, before she just outright asked the girl to explain herself further, the other went on to add additional context. Caden went to try and say more but, before she could say anything further thought, the young woman had already begun to dial again and there was just a slightly audible 'click' as the whitelighter promptly shut their mouth again, without a word. Not wanting to agitate the other further, CJ waited a couple of beats before attempting to assist once more. "Okay, I think the key bit of info I was missing before -that I figure is likely the case- is the fact that you're trying to call people outside of the city, yeah? And if that's the case, it's going to be a non-starter. I don't really have much of a detailed explanation, but calls for anything outside of this two general D.C. area codes don't really connect."
"Thank you" Tony says with a small chuckle. "It depends. Energy drink it's good if you take long to sleep or drive for a time. Coffee you can have a high energy but after a time it can pass by."
"Those are both very good points," they conceded as they began to weigh the options. "I think I'll probably stick with coffee then, I need only to survive the rest of my shift at the shop. Do you guys just have the standard drip or do you guys have any different flavors and stuff?"
†With: Margo Hanson†
"At the end of the day, I know there are worse ways to stay alive, okay." Rachel would know. They'd sure as hell managed to find themselves trying out at least a handful of other, far more questionable things -and that was a generous underestimation. "I think all in all, we'll be relatively fine when it's all said and done."
🎹 43: Growing Sideways - Noah Kahan @irresistiibles
†With: Daisy Johnson†
"It seems to be lasting just a little longer than it should..." A fire drill having hit the corner convenient store, right when Rachel happened to have walked in trying to grab snack before she headed home, was already odd enough. The fact that the alarm had already been going on for several minutes with no word from any staff, made it even weirder. Their brows knitted together as they turned green eyes towards the only other person currently standing across the chip aisle, "...or, don't you think?"
🎹 22: Morning Song - The Avett Brothers @cosmicstruck
"If you came here from where I come from, you'd be even more certain in saying that. Back in my time? There were no places like it. There were establishments, sure, but it was more of an each to their own kind of thing." If he wanted something, Spencer knew he had to find a way to either steal it, pay for it, or find a way to take it from someone else. Thankfully, it wasn't like that right now, which he was glad for. He just wished that Alex could have had the chance to see it. He knew she would have loved every single inch of this new reality. His wife had been a free spirit. "For those that do not have loud demons, I'm sure. Either way, yeah, gotta be tempted to agree." Spencer had had enough of the noise in the past. He didn't need it ever again. "Cold it is. I'm Spencer. Spencer Dutton. It's nice to meet you, Rachel."
"Oh, I'm fairly certain that I very much did not." Practically one-hundred percent guaranteed, actually, came the thought as they let out a rather mirthless chuckle. Just one of those pesky consequences of having one's home universe entirely wiped out, and all that jazz... Rachel brought that train of thought to screeching halt before gained too much speed and the possibility of it getting out of hand became a risk. Maybe she should have taken him up on that offer a drink after all...
"I think the quiet allows for a bit of a reprieve. Loud external world, loud internal demons, it's like trying to fight a war on two different fronts while already ill-equipped for one. Or at least that's what I would figure." The shrug probably did little to minimize the seeming abruptness of the little rant, but they threw it in anyway. "I do have to say, Mr. Dutton, I am rather intrigued by your earlier description of where you came from. If it's not taking too much of your time -or taking too much advantage of your hospitality, at any rate- could you share a little more?"
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"Yeah, it sure is runnin' late. We're open twenty-four hours, though. If you wanna stay a lil' more." Spencer wasn't going anywhere. Why? It was his job and while he could go back to the ranch? There'd be nothing more than just memories there. Memories of Alex. Memories of everything he had come to lost, over the years, but one thing stood out. It was Alex. She broke his heart. She was the one heartbreak that he would never be able to get over. Spencer knew that it was, partly, because he hadn't been able to save her life. "Music slows down a lil' at this hour, yeah. Mostly for the folks in the corner," He pointed out some of the people that were passed out in their booths, sleeping rather soundly. He wished he knew what that kind of peace was like, but he hadn't, not ever since the war. Since all of it. "Some good water comin' right up. You want it cold? Normal?"
"Not gonna lie, the idea of anything -outside of a convenience store-that's open 24-hours nowadays feels almost like a nostalgic concept." Even as they spoke this aloud, they understood it may not be a universal concept. With the life she'd led thus far, her idea of what was nostalgic may very well end up being something is currently very much en vogue... "I'm sure it's not the typical draw for most bar patrons -and certainly not to the appeal of a bar owner- but I can appreciate the stillness of the current lull. Quiet coexistence can feel like a rarity sometimes." Rachel glanced over at the individuals he pointed out, a small chuckle at the sight. When she turned back around, she was struck for a moment by the look on the man's face. It was a look they'd seen a few times too many on many familiar faces back home -her father, her mother, her brother...herself... "Cold would be great, thank you. I'm Rachel, by the way."
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presumably would others give up when the first signal said, the number you have dialed cannot be reached. hannah was too stubborn at the moment. had allie changed her number? and the guys too? ❝ oh come on. how can all of your numbers not work. i've called for days ❞ she mumbled, pushed back the hood of her hoodie. looking up at the buildings, she sighed. still difficult to take in the new surroundings. last memory was talking to garrett, the next she was in washington dc. or maybe not ― but it was right? hannah started to question herself, was it her last memory of home? she doesn't know anymore. jumping through time and space isn't possible ❝ do you know why it says the person you are calling cannot be reached? ❞ she asked a person she now had turned her attention to. doesn't want to think the worse, that they had blocked her number, but why would they? they were friends, she can't remember they had become enemies.
Caden opened her mouth to reply, but hesitated for a second. Her immediate thought was that the message itself was pretty self-explanatory, but taking a second she realized that this being the case, it likely wasn't what the girl was actually asking. So a response of 'because your cell service can't reach the person you called' wouldn't have been much help. "Oh, uh, typically that message plays when the number you dialed is either disconnected, no longer in service, or can't be reached from your calling area." Taking note of the young woman's general state, Cade took a second to ask, "Is everything okay?"
