The Devil In I

Stefan Sala - 468 - Wrath Demon "Undo these chains, my friend. I'll show you the rage I've hidden; Perish the Sacrament. Swallow, but nothing's forgiven. You and I can't decide which of us was taken for granted. Make amends; some of us are destined to be outlived. Step inside! See the Devil in I! Too many times we've let it come to this. Step inside! See the Devil in I! You'll realize that I'm not your Devil anymore..." - Devil In I by Slipknot "Dark for fear of failure an Inner gloom as wide as an eye and fermenting roiling hate; death grip in my veins. Unveiling rancid petals flowering forth foul nectar. The space between a blink and a tear; Death blooms." - Death Blooms by Mudvayne

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acadia-jacques:

“She was just left in a basket?” Acadia blinked a few times and eyed the child, her grip loosening on the box of sweets she had brought by the precinct. When they lifted to him again she smiled softly, the expression more uncharacteristically nervous than anything else. “You’re looking at her the way someone does an abandoned puppy. If you’re planning on keeping her you get to explain that to Sinclair.”

“She is like an abandoned puppy. A child is not to be abandoned in a basket in the cold. The A.F. has protocols for that, same with the Clinic. And no, I don’t plan on keeping the baby. She needs a home, and that’s not with me.” He slowly looked to Acadia, seeing the box of sweets. “Are those for me?” He asked, smiled to his lover and adjusted the baby in his arms so he could take the box. “Sit down and we can talk a bit.”

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eliana-gonzalez:

“A basket? Alone?” Eli’s nose twitched slightly and she leaned in to peer down at the child. “Where? No one else was around? You are sure?”

“No one was a round at all. She was just in a basket, no blanket, no note. Just left there.” He said, nodding once before looking to Eliana. “Do you think you could sniff them out? Help me find out who was this callous?”

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the-smol-captain:

“It can be heartbreaking, but it happens more than you would think,” she said, looking to the infant in Stefan’s arms. “The Youth Center has a program for abandoned children. Malakai, the Angel that runs it, finds people willing to take them in and raise them as their own.”

“Why does it happen? This is a baby, a child of someones. I may be a Demon of Wrath but even I have my limits.” He said, still looking to the baby as he smoothed his hand over the top of her head gently. “She needs to be taken there. I just don’t have a means of transporting her since I don’t have proper safety equipment. I should walk there.”

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angelic-adah:

“Oh no,” she said, her eyes starting to well up with tears as she looked at the baby in Stefan’s arms. “That’s so horrible. How could anyone do that to an innocent little baby?”

Seeing how Adah was looking at the baby, Stefan frowned softly before holding the baby out to her. “You can hold her, Adah. You are the gentlest soul I know.” He said simply, giving a little sigh afterwards. “I don’t know, but I am more than willing to take her to the Center. I will have to walk there since I don’t have a carseat.”

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“I was on patrol and I saw this child in a basket in the chilly weather. So, I brought her into the precinct.” He said, his fully onyx eyes never leaving as his smile never faded.

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the-smol-captain:

“No, we haven’t. I’m usually too busy here to do much of anything when it comes to down time,” she said with a shake of her head, grabbing her phone and keys before walking out of her office. Closing the door and locking it once Stefan stepped through, she walked with him through the desks scattered here and there. “We can walk. The Snake Pit’s not far from here.”

“As am I.” He said, knowing it was the truth. He did a lot for the A.F. and it was more or less something he loved doing more than practicing his routines. “Walking works.” Maneuvering through the desks, he kept up pace until he got to the front of the building and opened the door for her again. “I haven’t really had a drink with my boss...ever. There wasn’t really a boss in the first place, to be honest.”

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the-smol-captain:

Well, that was true that Stefan rarely said ‘thank you’ aloud. So him saying it now did make it a sort of special event around the AF headquarters. Hearing his offer, she looked to the paperwork on her desk before nodding once. This was nothing she had to look over right this second and there was nothing else that needed her attention right now. “Alright, we can go to the Snake Pit,” she agreed, starting to stand up from her desk.

When Mischa stood up from her desk, Stefan nodded once while moving to open the door. “I don’t believe we’ve ever spent time together outside of work...besides that one picnic after Adah and Sinclair got out of the hospital.” Once the door was opened, he stood to the side while waiting for Mischa to head out of her office. “Did you want to take the cruiser or just walk there?”

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the-smol-captain:

She looked over to him with furrowed brows, wondering what she had done for him to be thanking her. “Oh,” she said after a moment, blinking a few times before giving him a slightly confused smile and nod. “That isn’t something I need thanks for. It’s part of my job to protect this city and to look after the newest here.”

“it’s not about you doing your job, not in my eyes.” He said, stepping forward a bit and locking his gaze on hers. “You helped us, me thanking you means more than just simple words or ‘just doing your job’. I usually only ever nod or give a faint smile to those I owe much to.” A hand went through his hair, his gaze roaming a bit before looking back into hers. “I wanted to thank you...over a drink or two. The Snake Pit, if possible.”

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the-smol-captain:

“Yeah, I do. What is it?”

Stepping into her office, Stefan stood there as he closed the door behind him. “I was wanting to thank you. Not for something frivolous, but for helping out the Cirque, the ones I call my family.”

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@the-smol-captain

“Captain, do you have a minute?”

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Alexandra Daddario

[twelvepercentt]

“I felt a bit lost, to be honest. I was walking past the Gaiety School of Acting, one day, and I thought I’d give it a go. I don’t know what drew me to it; I mean, if I hadn’t walked past it that day, and if I hadn’t been in that particular frame of mind, my life might have been very different. But I did, and so I signed up for one of their classes - acting for camera. It felt foreign to me, yet very creative, and I connected with it straight away. Getting up there and making a fool of yourself in front of people you hadn’t met before - that appealed to me.”

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This has been a Public Service Announcement from the Founding Fathers.  

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acadia-jacques:

“We can’t even be part of dessert?” Acadia scoffed dramatically, lower lip sticking put some. “You’re no fun, but fiiine. I’ll think up some ideas when we get home, but for sure we need to have this red wine called menage a troi, it’s a blend but I think he’d approve of the name since we’re off the menu.” She laughed softly but her expression soon faded. She waited until after the hole was dug before stepping aside and talking again. 

“It’s not that I don’t want him there. If he’s there, that’s great. I just want to get it done. You should know by now I’m not a patient person. It’s one of my worst attributes.” Acadia turned away and wiped her forehead on the back of her arm. Her body was already overheated and the temperature only made it worse, the idea of an ice bath suddenly sounding pleasant. “I know you do, I love her too, and yes you can tell her that. We’re a family, the Cirque. Well, everyone is to me except you and Sinclair, only because it’d be a bit weird to say two people that are family also happen to be my lovers.”

“You two can be dessert for one another, I can clean.” He said, smiling to her and giving Acadia a quick peck on the lips to show his affection. Picking up the tree again and placing it into the hole, he got down on his knee and started to put the dirt over the tree. He could see her face becoming flushed and he frowned in worry. She must be hot, though the temperature was excruciating to anyone who wasn’t from Hell or an actual Fire Elemental. “The wine will be good. We can go look at Green Savvy’s collection and see if they have it. If not, I’m sure Johnny can order it for us.” Stefan stood up, dusting his hands off on his jeans.

“I know you’re not patient, but it will be rewarded. You know it will be, but you’ll be alright if you wait until he’s off work. The tattoo shop doesn’t close until midnight.” Walking over to the hose, he gestured for her to come over while he turned on the water. “The three of us are our own little bubble, I understand that. Though, to the rest of the Cirque, we’re family to them. I am just happy that everyone has seem to found their own home here in Castor. The fact of the matter is that we have been traveling so long, but we all have finally gotten used to being in one place again. Now come here so I can cool you down. Drink it, spray it on yourself, do what you want. No need for a heat stroke.”

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