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[intotheinfernc]

CLOSED STARTER FOR: ??? || @crystalballl​ PLOT: Ezra has been looking after his niece for some time now. He doesn’t try to control her, but he does have a few strict rules. These rules come with consequences, ones that rarely fluctuate. Consistency is key after all.

“And where have you been?” Ezra’s voice was calm as he leaned in the archway. He’d been in the kitchen, grabbing some water when the front door opened. It wasn’t like her to be late, so when a half hour turned into more, he’d posted himself downstairs. Waiting. He could have called the cops once that two hour mark hit, but he knew better. She was probably out fucking around with friends. Maybe lost track of time. Maybe not. It didn’t matter either way. Late was late. 

“Come on. You know the rules. Shoes off and stand here,” He pointed to the spot just in front of the couch as he moved further in, placing his glass on an end table.

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“Oh, I didn’t know you were so sensitive here,” Dawn teased, running her fingers along Cat’s side. Her attention span had run it’s course on the movie and yes, it felt cliche as fuck to be distracting her in such a way, but-- yeah, she didn’t care as she danced her finger tips up and under her arm, trying to get more of a reaction.

CLOSED STARTER FOR: cat || @tangcrine​ PLOT: Dawn’s a bit bored with their usual movie night and feels a tickle battle would be a more appropriate use of their time

[fromtheashcs]

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“No?” Hollis’ eyes narrowed as she spoke. She was kidding, right? Maybe he had misheard her, because while he was very aware this was not the room he’d fallen asleep in, she had no right to tell him what he could and couldn’t do after abducting him. “I apologize. I had no idea you were abhorrent to questions. Let me rephrase that,” his jaw flexed, not hesitating to step forward, his hand out, “The book. Give it to me,”

He didn’t have to explain himself, not when she was acting so rudely and something seemed off about it anyway. What exactly? He couldn’t place but she made his stomach swirl as he drew closer and stopped. His eyesight in dim light held up well thanks to the elven blood in his veins. She looked human enough and yet that swirl told him otherwise. Which was too bad considering he could just charm her and be done with it.

His fingers drummed on the hilt of his sword but in a pinch, he knew he had other talents he could put to use. “Give me the book and I’ll be out of your hair. I won’t report you from looting inn rooms, either. Which I know to be a pretty serious offense in these parts,” He didn’t, but that didn’t matter. He just needed it back before his patron got wind he lost it. Again. “Chop chop, I don’t have all day...night? Whatever,”

[fromtheashcs]

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His eyebrow raised as she teased, a scoff following suit, “Really? You think I’m that easy? Fuckin’ rude, Red,” Hollis feigned a roll his eyes. He’d seen her around the complex, taken a look at a few things here and there. It was his job after all, but he was off duty for another thirty minutes at least. And whatever pouting, acting cute, nonsense she had planned wasn’t gonna work. He had three-- four sisters. And maybe one out of the four ever got away with it. “What light? Aka, how pertinent is it, cause--” he gestured to himself. He wasn’t dripping but yeah, he felt pretty gross at the moment. Unlocking his door, he held it open to her, “If you want you can come in. By the time I’m done, I’ll be back on the clock,”

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“If I have somewhere. Are you kidding?” The corners of his lips curled upward as he slipped out of his seat. It was his first requirement in finding a place. May have been his only if his mother hadn’t stepped in but that was neither here nor there. Point was, he was smiling and waving off her offer. “No no, a gentleman always pays. We can compromise and say normal rate,” Miles rolled his shoulders before stacking his books. Wasn’t like anyone would be coming into his apartment besides them, but still.”Do you have a suit?” The question came out before his brain caught up and he chuckled tapping his nose, “O’course not. I have a shirt you can wear--”

He disappeared into his bedroom, leaving the door ajar as he shifted through his closet. “Are you more of a solid color type? Pattern? Graphic?”

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“Mhm,” Arms crossed over his chest, thinking. Seemed like something more up Dawn’s alley. Art wasn’t lost on him. He liked looking but he never really got it. It was his sister’s bread and butter. Then again, she was looking for a travel buddy. That was more him. He tutted, uncrossing his arms, “Alright. I’ll bite. Do I have to actually go into the gallery?”

Hollis stepped past her, using his towel to blot his face again before he gestured her to follow. “And what time were you lookin’ to leave? I do gotta shower first but come on in,” he unlocked the door, holding it for her a moment, “I’m not sayin’ yes just yet. But you can at least get cozy,”

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Hollis gave Roo a good scritch behind the ears, a chuckle echoing through the kitchen, “Yeah you’re right. Ya don’t. And thank you. I swear, man sometimes it’s nice just ta feel seen,” he teased, not missing a beat as he pretended to catch the kiss and shove it in his pocket. Anyone else and he wouldn’t have leaned in so hard. But that was kinda routine with the Warrens wasn’t it? They’d never be anyone else. They were unlike any other and always would be. “We got options. Hold’em or rummy. 500 not gin. I ain’t a shark like the gang at Sunset,”

He snagged the deck, shuffling and enjoying the feel of the as they flitted through his grip. “So where’d you and Roo go off to today? Same haunt or try somethin’ new?” Not that there was much in the way of new in Alston after 30 years. Some things came and went but over all, it was the same as when they were kids. Still, if you believed in Cora’s line of thinking, there was always a little magic to be had in places, especially old ones. “Ya know, I saw an otter up at the lake the other day? I thought it was that beaver trying to finish what it started on the trees around the cabin,” he let out a hefty sigh, dealing out a few card, “Glad it wasn’t cause Cora would’ve had a fuckin’ fit. The cabin has enough problems though, doesn’t need a tree fallin through it,”

[fromtheashcs]

a wild starter for: caleb || @cxstlaviee plot: Cards? Cards. Hollis is casually bullying Caleb into an evening card game.

“Look what Roo dragged in,” Hollis grinned pulling his heels from the chair next to him as Caleb sauntered into the kitchen. Roo had beat him in, no doubt alert to the fact Hollis had just made himself at home. Couldn’t have been more than a few minutes though. He knew what time Caleb usually got off so when he didn’t see him right off, he figured the two had gone out for a stroll or something. 

He pushed to his feet, giving his friend a hug before motioning to the table. Cards were laid out. Shuffled. Beers-- well a beer. He didn’t know an exact time so he didn’t want it to loose its chill. “Figured I’d take you up on that card game before we scoot to New York. What do you say?” Hollis asked, but he took a swig of his beer and was already in the middle of grabbing something for Caleb, playing host as if he owned the place.