adaptation

Spencer SabahiAge: 33

[spencersabahi]

fallonmyers‌:

“Hey, it happens.” She rose both palms, not judging his choice in friendships one bit. How could she when her own were so eclectic? “Yeah I’d be in the same boat as you, rather dress myself than let anybody else take it on for me.” Pausing as the gaudy peacock literally went strutting by them, a low chuckle escaped before the wolf spoke again. “—Woof. No pun intended.” Casting hues over the crowd, she observed the swaying body of the woman as she disappeared into the horde. “Definitely the boys. That’s Halloween for you though, right? Somebody’s always gotta be the showiest in the room. Glad you’re not one of those people.”

There wasn’t much Spencer disliked more than the limelight. It was difficult to begrudge the type to enjoy it their fun, but he didn’t envy it. “Me too,” Spencer agreed, snorting in amusement. “What about you? Never wanted to be the...girl in the peacock dress?” He asked, smile twitching at his lips. Mostly, Spencer was only teasing. He’d always been drawing to big personalities, despite himself. 

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 shepard-russo‌:

Shepard watched Spencer fumble with his glass while wearing an amused smile.  Damn, he sure was cute when he was nervous.  “It’s a fuckin’ secret, Spencer,” Shepard dismissed as he pulled Spencer along with him to the restroom.  He was fairly intoxicated, nearly tripping over his own feet as he stepped into the empty room.  “No promises,” The werewolf chuckled, his heart pounding nervously in his chest.  He casually locked the door to the restroom so no one would walk in on them, before turning to Spencer, the look on his face of pure adoration.  “Look, I have something I need to tell you,” He tried to sound as serious as possible, which was difficult because of his slurred speech.  “I’m in love with you,” Shepard blurted out, moving closer to Spencer, “I never realized it before tonight, but when I saw you standing up at the bar earlier, it was like something finally clicked.”  Just as impulsively as he had confessed his magic induced feelings, he grabbed Spencer by the front of his shirt and pulled him into a rough, desperate kiss  His teeth scraped across Spencer’s lower lip and he roughly pushed him against the outside of the nearest stall.

“Right, a secret,” Spencer said bellow his breath. Something about the way Shepard was laughing plucked at his nerves. Led into an empty bathroom, Spencer scanned every corner for some hint of the shoe that was about to drop, stomach sinking when he heard the lock on the door click. 

Suddenly, Spencer was faced with Shepard, a look in the man’s eye he couldn’t understand. As he spoke, Spencer’s own eyes grew wider, backing away until he hit the stall door. Shepard seemed very close, and before Spencer could process what he’d been told well enough to say anything, he was being shoved back against the wall, Shepard’s lips against his. He let out a noise, curling his fists in the front of Shepard’s shirt, frozen by the shock of it.

With a gasp, he shoved Shepard away from him, his heart hammering in his chest. It had been a long time since anyone had kissed him like that. “What?” Was all that Spencer could manage to say, grip tightening on the collar of Shepard’s shirt. “Are you even gay?”

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fallonmyers‌:

“Never you.” She offered him a wry smirk, still uncertain how to approach her pack mates even now. Spencer had felt more her speed compared to the others, less attached in a way. “By official decree or do you just roll with a pushier crowd?” Hues relegated to his costume and Fallon amended her previous taunt. “No, I like it. Looks good on you… And real.” Glancing down at her own pitiful excuse of a costume, both shoulders lifted in a lithe shrug. “My originality is about a three; I’m a witch. Thought it was funny at the time, maybe if I drink more it will be again.”

“They’re really pushy,” his shrug was only mildly defensive. “It was easier to just pick something, or I was worried someone might...find one for me,” Spencer said, the idea enough to make him scowl. “Thanks. Yours isn’t bad. It’s just one night of the year, right? I don’t see why you need to go so...” A woman walked by in a full peacock outfit, Spencer trailed off, watching her pass. “Over the top.” He finished, sending Fallon a sideways look. “Aren’t peacocks the boys?”

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fallonmyers‌:

Parties had never quite been Fallon’s cup of tea, not in this life or her last. Too many bodies, too many opportunities to have her pockets picked clean. Or perhaps that was simply the paranoia of a criminal, the brunette unable to escape such a mindset even now. Skirting the edge of the crowd, she came to rest beside another individual only vaguely recognized considering their costume and the hazy atmosphere. “Ya’ll really do it big around here, huh?” Casting hues to her chosen company, the ghost of a smirk appeared on her features as she teased, "The hell are you supposed to be? A Thriller extra?”

“If that’s counting me...” trailing off, Spencer lifted a shoulder towards Fallon as she settled beside him. “This isn’t exactly- I was told to dress up.” Threatened, more accurately, the outrage when Spencer had let slip he didn’t have a costume had been frightening. “I got from the army surplus off belmaunt. It was last minute.” Spencer couldn’t be embarrassed about the lack of originality, when he hadn’t wanted to dress up in the first place. “What about you?”

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shepard-russo‌:

Something had come over him when the clock struck midnight.  He could feel it as soon as he looked across the bar and spotted a familiar face.  Spencer.  It felt like the world had stopped turning for a second, everyone else in the crowded bar seemed to fade out of Shepard’s interest, leaving only Spencer behind.  Shepard got up from where he was sitting, walking towards Spencer, because for some odd reason he just really needed to be close to the other wolf.  As he got closer, Shepard started noticing things he had been blind to before.  Like how handsome and sharp Spencer’s jawline was, how full and kissable the other man’s lips were.  The beta threw his arm around Spencer’s shoulders, pulling the man into a side hug that was just a little too tight.  “Hey baby,” Shepard slurred, his breath so thick with alcohol you could get drunk off of it alone.  “Will you come with me to the bathroom? I have somethin’ I need to show you.” 

As though he’d dropped from the sky, Shepard’s arm was suddenly slung across his shoulders. Spencer jumped badly enough he almost dropped his empty glass, fumbling to catch it in both hands. Automatically leaning away, Shepard pulled him closer, a solid weight against his side. “H-hey! Shepard,” he turned towards him, frown puzzled, but it put them closer than he’d expected. Closer than Spencer could remember being to him before. “What...do you have to show me?” Despite his reservations, already he was letting himself be led away from the party, towards the restrooms down the hall. “You aren’t going to throw up on me, are you?”

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inkedvixcn‌:

“—Mmmm…a fuckin’ bruise on my arm…doesn’t mean much, but one thing.” Kat shifted over the sink, head resting against the side as strings of hair fell over her cheek. Her mascara was smeared due to the excessive crying the brunette had done when she first noticed the mark on her arm. Her fingers were almost white against the surface, hating how well she fit in the scale of the bathroom. She was better seen as a part of a wall than any sort of living being. She didn’t deserve to be alive, not without suffering more. It was a debt she curated. It was deserved. Her gaze tore from Spencer as she stared down at the mess of sick.

“Oh.” Kat brushed a hand to wipe a stray tear that fell. “—You need to find Jo…Please, I don’t trust myself to find Lukas…and explain again…I don’t have the heart to explain that I fucked it up again. Could you please find my son? I-I…I can give you the address.” 

“I couldn’t see a bruise,” he reminded, reaching out again to tuck her hair out of the way again. “And when did I see you, an hour ago? You were- seemed fine.” Spencer wasn’t sure it even mattered. It was a waiting game now, unless she got worse. Pulling away from Kat, Spencer popped the top off the napkin dispenser to grab the stack, setting the pile on the counter beside her. 

“Who is he with now?” He asked, pulling a few off the top of the stack to pass to Kat. As much empathy as he felt for her, and as cute a kid as Jonah was, he didn’t relish the chance to go behind his alpha’s back. That was never a bright idea.

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inkedvixcn‌:

“Are you being bullied?” It sounded like a joke, slurred with a hint of a giggle at the end of it. He wasn’t wrong. Even Kat wouldn’t think of looking for a man in the women’s restroom. Her brows knitted together, confused by the circumstance. Was he being bullied by Shep? She didn’t know he had it in him. The wolf could barely hold his own against Kat, despite the strained relationship between the two. Her thoughts seemed clearer. Then, nausea hit once more. The brunette cupped her mouth, arching over to stand to the sink. She slammed an arm against the porcelain as more vomit pooled from her lips. “—Fuck, man.” It came out as a whine.

“We aren’t fourteen,” Spencer chided, grin tugging at the corners of his lips. It was better to hear her laugh, as brief as the sound was. Then, Kat jerked upright and Spencer had to wince at the noise of her heaving, again, into the sink. He pulling himself more slowly to his feet, gripping the edge of the counter to help. “Shit, maybe someone did slip you something,” he spoke more for his own benefit than hers. “You remember anything?”

[clecx]

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Cleo was enjoying the bar crawl. It had been a little bit since she had let herself go and let loose. While she was tiny, Cleo knew that her tolerance level was very low. So, it wasn’t such a surprise to see the girl with red cheeks and a wide grin on her face with only a few drinks in. She was heading back towards the bar when she saw a familiar form hovering just by it. A wide grin spread over delicate features and the tiny tipsy made a beeline for him. “Spencer!” She cried out, wanting to hug the man in her giddy state. “Promise me you don’t have any coffee this time.” Features scrunched up into a mock scowl but she was past the point of being able to be serious and she started laughing. 

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Spencer jumped as his name was called loudly from across the bar, head jerking towards the noise. For a moment, he blinked, not sure who it was calling for him, but then his frown cleared as his eyes lit with recognition. Coffee shop girl. Who seemed to even remember his name. Her joke make him wince, offering a weak smile.  “Nope. Just uh- just coke,” he said, holding up his glass as example. “Funny running into each other again.”

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inkedvixcn‌:

Kat looked genuinely puzzled as she stared out. Confusion warped her expression as she rose a hand above her head to pause and think. She couldn’t think clearly. It was like she rolled through the water with each breath begging for her to close her mouth and savor the air. She brushed a hand over her jawline as Spencer squeezed her thigh. “–Hand to hand, obviously…” She paused, looking up at him. “W—Why are you in here?”

A smile tugged at his lips, glad Kat was able to hold onto her humor. “Shepard is playing some joke," he said, omitting the full story because Spencer wasn’t sure he understood it. Shepard’s behavior had been odd, even for the other wolf. His hope currently rested with the assumption that once he’s sobered up from whatever he’d taken, it would all be over like a bad dream. “I though this would be a place he wouldn’t look for me.”

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@shepard-russo

From the place he’d picked along the far wall, Spencer could see most of the bar, pairs weaving across the floor. The night had passed by quickly. He hadn’t wanted to stay so long, but he hadn’t planned to drink either. The buzz was dull now, a hazy warmth under his skin. Easy not to think about. Raising his glass, Spencer was disappointed to find it nearly empty, and swallowed the last gulp of his coke, turning back towards the bar to refresh it.

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inkedvixcn‌:

Kat nodded. Hiding out. From what, she wanted to ask, but an answer from him didn’t seem likely. She nodded once more, repeating the notion as if it held any true meaning. A shiver rolled down her spine as she followed him. She was completely reliant on him to the point where it made her want to vomit again. Her slurred speech didn’t help, clumsy words dripping down her chin as she spoke. “Right.” She said, sitting down against the tiled floor. “I’m so sorry I’m putting this on you. I honestly thought I’d be combattin’ —– a drunk….a drunk girl.” 

As if on cue, Kat slipped from his hands onto the floor. Spencer blinked down at her, nose wrinkling at the thought of what had been on those tiles. He was careful not to touch, as he kneeled down beside her, grabbing the counter to steady himself. “Better than what’s out there,” he said with a flash of a smile, squeezing her knee briefly. “What kind of combat were you planning?”

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inkedvixcn‌:

She tried to focus. Focus on anything, but herself. Her fingers wrapped around his wrist as he steadied her own. “Why are you here?” Kat said, brushing her hand over his as she tried to steady herself. Her fingers shook too erratically to gain any sort of real grip on him. “I thought you weren’t finishing the crawl.” She blinked once more, tears reaching her gaze. They almost pooled over had she not sniffled.

She’d seemed almost lucid when she’d stepped into the bathroom, but that didn’t seem to be lasting. “Just hiding out,” he said, the truth even if he wasn’t sure she could grasp it. Spencer wasn’t sure that she was seeing him anymore. “You think you want to sit down?” He offered, not answering the question he didn’t understand. 

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inkedvixcn‌:

Bits of bile stuck on her chin as she turned on the water. Her fingers dipped underneath the water and stroked her chin to get any excess mess from her face. Anything that was in her stomach was gone now as she gagged once more. She swayed, vision blurred as she stumbled back from the sink. Her back was caught by his hand that rolled in comfort on her shoulders. “Fuck, Spence. Fuck, I can’t do this again.” Kat brushed her hands over her shoulders as the words stumbled their way down her lips. Drool dripped from her chin as she blinked harshly against the dizzy mess bawled in her stomach. “—You don’t see it?” She held up her arm, gesturing to a mark that wasn’t there.

She was practically shaking against him, a shocking difference from how she had been earlier in the night. There wasn’t much Spencer could do but offer her some bare amount of comfort. “Yeah. Yeah you can. It’s just going to suck.” His tone was low and soothing as his hand continued it’s path along her back. "I can't-" he started, grabbing Kat's wrist to hold her arm still and get a proper look. "I don't see anything. Sorry."

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inkedvixcn‌:

The wave of nausea hit over her head as the brunette arched over the sink. Bile flushed to the edges as she gripped until her knuckles were white. She didn’t budge as sweat beaded her brow. It was difficult to speak, rolling through the choices in her mind. Did she take something? No, she couldn’t have. Her gaze drew towards her left arm, watching as the bruise swelled from a needle mark.

She brushed her hand over the sink with a whimper. “I think – Someone must have fucked me over. Someone fucked me over.” Kat repeated, tears breaching the edge of her eyes. “I-I think this is withdrawal. I don’t remember taking the shot. I —- It had to be someone else.”

The smell of sick made Spencer’s nose wrinkle, looking away to keep himself from gagging sympathetically. Whatever had happened, it was clear that he wouldn’t get a straight answer from her now. He wasn’t even sure she was completely lucid, if she didn’t even remember how she’d ended up in that state. “It’s a little fast for withdrawals,” he muttered anyways, wondering if she’d somehow been high when he’d seen her earlier. It was difficult for him to believe he would have missed it. Kat had been erratic certainly, but seemed fully in control of herself. “Sorry, I know you feel like shit.” He rubbed circles absently into her back, wondering distantly if werewolves could be poisoned. 

[inkedvixcn-archived]

@spencersabahi

“Spence?” A garbled uttering of his name as she slowly made her way across the venue. She could spot him in the distance, every movement strained and sluggish. Her fingers splayed against the bathroom sink as he stood across the room. Did she walk into the wrong restroom? Porcelain distracted her faulted vision as she stared down against the white. Fuck. She couldn’t see straight, much less function as the bile trapped in the back of her throat. “What are you doin’ here —?” Her words stumbled out clumsy and slurred.

[spencersabahi]

The door swung open, and Spencer tensed, poised if he needed to bolt. So far his luck had held, but every time he expected to see a man’s figure step through, and it was a relief when instead he had to try and awkwardly explain why he was lurking in the women’s bathroom. It had been an odd night for him.

It took Spencer a few extra moments to realize who it was that had stepped into the bathroom this time. Though he had seen Kat less than an hour before, he realized it wasn’t just the light, and there was a pallor to her skin that made look distinctly ill. “Hiding,” he slid off the counter, stepping towards Kat. “What did you take?” He asked, carefully reaching a hand forwards to rest on her shoulder. 

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inkedvixcn‌:

He still managed a scarlet hue on his skin. It looked nice. Often times, he seemed too pale in comparison. Her arm bloomed with goosebumps as his touch grazed her arm lightly. She pressed her hand against his and held onto it. It was easier than brushing him off. “I’m not sure. The noise was overwhelming.” She said. “Shit’s a lot harder sober.” 

Her touch was warm, felt warm against his skin though Spencer guessed they were about the same temperature. He didn’t mind that part of it so much, he’d always hated to be cold. “Yeah. Alright,” he found himself nodding, settling back against the wall. Overwhelming he could understand. “I don’t mind it. Things are clearer, easier to get a grip on.”

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inkedvixcn‌:

The brunette quirked a brow toward him, not quite sure if they were talking about the same thing. Surely, Spencer wasn’t talking about sex with her so freely. “Shit, maybe I did get you to drink a little too much.” She said, brushing a hand over her lips as a smirk etched the edges. “I haven’t noticed the difference, not really. Not with work anyway.” 

Scowling, he glanced away from Kat’s smirk, heat pricking across the back of his neck. “Maybe it’s just me,” he muttered, shoulders bunching around his ears for a shrug. “Do you want to go back in?” Pushing him self off the wall, he brushed a hand lightly along Kat’s arm, a suggestion of a nudge towards the door.