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@southsidelover || sc. 

     “Better watch yourself out there,” a simple warning, one Serpent to another. The town of Riverdale was more deadly than ever, everyday a new body turning up. With business on both sides of the tracks, JD found himself on the other side of town quite frequently, easily susceptible to hearing the spreading rumors and worries. “North side’s fallin’ to shit worse than the south.”

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@scrpentvenom || sc. 

          “Yep, we’re gonna go someplace real cool,” the toddler following along at his side, clinging ever so tight to his finger, was just asking if lunch was anywhere soon on the schedule. They’d barely started off out of the south side of Riverdale, where Jenny had reluctantly dropped Eliot off, making their way to the middle grounds. And one of James’ favorite restaurants. 

           “Its nice ‘n yummy, and I don’t think your mom’s brought you there yet.” The Serpent is rambling off to explain their outing before eyes finally glance up, feet stopping abruptly in their path. A familiar face with the same jacket across its shoulders that JD has back home. 

            He’s not scared or embarrassed to introduce Eliot to the gang, more that he’d get in big trouble - and probably lose his rights to see or hang out with the kid. It was the one rule Jenny had given, not to get Eliot involved in James’ gang association or otherwise not-so-legal activities. ‘Get goin’, Daddy-’ the little voice at his side is wondering why they’ve halted in their journey. But James is too distracted by the fellow Serpent to reply to his son. 

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@deadwalked || it’s a little dangerous.

          HE’D MESSED UP. Wasn't the first time. Probably wouldn't be the last. But this one was bad. More than bad. And JD had the marks to show it. 

          He wasn't exactly done for the night. But he couldn't finish right now. Not when he was SOAKED in blood - both his own and others' - and stumbling a bit on his feet. The gang wasn't available for this one, so he went the only other place he could think of, with the only other face he figured might be able to help; the only other FRIENDLY FIGURE he had right now. 

          Waiting at the kitchen door to Pop's, JD kept his hood up, music playing in one ear through his earbuds, as he leaned - as casually as possible - against the back wall, SMOKE LINGERING by his face as he indulged in a couple cigarettes. He couldn't exactly just wander in to the diner like this. So he was just going to WAIT OUTSIDE until Veronica got off her shift. Shouldn't be too long. Hopefully wouldn't be too long.

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@deadwalked || sc. 

          “You’re sure a NEW face here.” He’s got one earbud in with its music blasting into his eardrum, while the other echoes into the open air as it hangs near his chest. Mouth still full while he takes a chug of milk, James isn’t one to care about manners. “Ready to join the PITS OF HELL that are this shithole of a town?”

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@necessaryrulebreaker || post finale.

The town had gone wild. Actually, the town had gone wild a long time ago, back in the summer when this whole thing started rolling downhill. And as mysteries were discovered, and more secrets revealed, it seemed things were getting worse in the little town. And the South Side Serpents had gotten the short end of the stick. Jame had heard about the shooting. Everyone had. One afternoon Pop’s was just another popular hangout spot for teens and families. That night, it was the scene of a crime. 

The next day, names were already flying. And those of the snakes, were making the very top of the lists. They were always too easy to blame. James tried to stay out of it, keep a low profile. It was hard enough avoiding the increased hate from the town towards the gang, after the arrest of their leader and the revelation of the Blossom cartel. He was simply minding his own business, not a harm to the world. And then she came over; ice in the eyes, fire in her walk. On a mission. The Lodge girl. A roll of the eyes, a heavy sigh. James adjusted his stature, standing up more straight, unenthused crease to the brow. 

“OH, GREAT.  A storm approaches.”

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@doesntfollowrules || sc. 

“Ah, Riverdale’s newest member, and the daughter of Hiram Lodge, . What has us GRACED by your presence on this side of town? Does your mother know you’re over here?”

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@ofthelodges​ || sc. 

       “Great. We KICK the red head out,           so he sends his friends over? 

Already told ya kids, it wasn’t us at the site. 

                      Now get LOST.”