Nov 18, 2020
Open to: Anyone Oliver would call, or could even be the phone didn’t call the right person. If you can make it work, go for it!
“Hey, I know this is so 1995. I wanted to check in, how are you holding up?”
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Open to: Anyone Oliver would call, or could even be the phone didn’t call the right person. If you can make it work, go for it!
“Hey, I know this is so 1995. I wanted to check in, how are you holding up?”
Location: Anywhere
Time: Noon-ish
Open to: All | @crimsonstarters
“So, I’ve just burned the shit out of our lunch...I sincerely hope you like crispy fried chicken tikka masala.”
“But um...in all honestly - I kinda wanted dim sum, anyways. So I’m gonna go and get a shit load of it from my favorite place in Chinatown...Did you wanna come along?”
open to // faust house
“ JESUS, i feel like i can’t get off my fuckin’ feet today. ” the way he sinks into the sofa and lets the cushions swallow him up is a telltale sign of exhaustion. “ my girlfriend goes missing, then i suddenly have to look for her and order everyone around. being me is fucking hard. ”
Open to: Faust & Guests at the Faust house
Lilah had been unnaturally clingy once the turkey prepping commenced. He held her in one arm, while he blindly carried on the tradition of his movements on Thanksgiving. Somewhat lucky to have had time to practice since the night he got home with cooking Sunday dinners still. Matty was running between the living room to the kitchen asking one thousand questions. The known and annoyingly loud growl from his dinosaur toy only became louder as the minutes drew by. Something drew Oliver away from the stove as he heard a knock.
“Bowie! Aperta!” He called out while he fumble walked with Lilah towards the door. The Great Dane and by extension the malamute Balto, each ran up to the front door. The dog stood on her hind legs and managed to open the unlocked front. To be fair, Oliver wasn’t quite sure where the knock came from, but he did see the shadowy presence of another human among them. “Ah, glad to see you made it.” Not soon after he spoke the overzealous growl of the dinosaur toy announced Matty’s presence between them. “Glock wants to know if you seen our space turkey.”
Christmas Day Time: 14:50 Open to: Anyone invited, anyone that wants to crash, any rando working there. I’m not picky!
The happy shrieking of children that had been able to come filled the entrance of the planetarium. Oliver had already slipped every employee some additional cash, and told them to let him know if they wanted to leave early. Because he trusted one of the lower associates could help temporarily with some things. He wanted Matty to have the best birthday party, but he also realized it was Christmas for these other people too.
He had gotten used to explaining to Matty when people didn’t show up to the birthday party. It was part of the problem of having a birthday on a holiday. He had busied himself looking over the food he had brought in. Surveying the Christmas dinner as he started to set it down on the tables set up just under a makeshift solar system above their heads. Scattered decorated with plain Christmas lights. His attention moved to a person, once he heard Matty call out excitedly with the other kids. “Dad!! Look!” Oliver waved to the form with a smile. “Hey come over here. I have dinner ready, and Teddy has the cooler around that rocket.” Oliver pointed to a further placed cooler, but there was a cooler on the right side of him full of capri sun and kid friendly drinks.
Happy Holidays
Location: Faust Manor
Open To: Faust Affiliates & Invited Guests | @crimsonstarters
“Hi!” Vidia greeted as she poured herself a glass of merlot. Seeing that they were about reach for the eggnog, she diligently put her arm out to stop them, with a warning, “I wouldn’t touch the eggnog if I were you. I think someone went a little too crazy with the booze tonight...and now it just tastes like a whole damn liquor store got dumped in. Trust me, it’s disgusting.”
There were many things to fall upon Oliver’s lap in the past 24 hours between trying to explain abandonment to his five year old, to his younger sister having been the freshest kidnapping. There’s still that anger that it took half the morning arguing with people to get to their PLACE. That time could have been spent starting the search. He put Matty on a small little project to delay having to explain that Amelia O’Shea had left on her own acord he assumed. Then to follow that up with, ‘by the way your aunt Effie got taken’ might be a bit much. He waited until all were gathered in the manor.
Oliver had already made sure at least Matty had ate and went upstairs to play with his toys whilst the grown ups talked downstairs.He stared at all his subordinates, all his family, because that’s what the Fausts were - blood or not. That had always been their philosophy. To distract himself while Matty helped him decorate the teams, he had made a lasagna from scratch. Now he clutched the casserole dish with his gloves on that he always wore.
The anger bubbled to the surface as he lunged the casserole dish full of lasagna across the room. “First of all. Never be late to check in again. If I have to put a bullet into your leg to ensure you’re safe, then I will do so.” His voice past the emotion of slightly irritated. “Looks like dinner will be another hour or so. Chalk that up to some of you owe me hours of worry without even a text back.” Just like the oven, his tone had became dry.
“The reality is one of ours is among the missing now. We don’t have the luxury of going to the cops like all these other fuckers. Everyone is to stay at the manor, except for Noah. Because we don’t want the cops to come here to be curious.If anyone leaves this manor they better have someone with them. Preferably above the rank of Associate that knows how to use a gun. Noah will be in charge of Intel to myself, Darcy,or teddy. Angel with her...”
He motioned to the woman. “CONDITION. Will be on full time guard duty here at the manor. Everyone else has their teams.” He walked over tot he fridge and started to magnet the construction paper to the fridge. “Three teams, Search every inch of Chicago on your shift. You will get a reprieve, and then you will be on guard duty. It rotates on a morning, afternoon, evening shifts. You all will be expected to call off yours jobs and devote yourself to this. Because it could very well be you missing next. Team one will be lead by me, we will search in the morning, be on guard duty in the evening. Team two will be lead by Teddy, you will search in the afternoon, guard duty in the morning. Team three will be lead by Darcy, you will search in the evening, guard in the afternoon. Questions? ” The edge of his voice and eyes locked onto the people under his care almost DARING them.
“One more thing. If any of you alert anyone outside of our family here about Effie’s disappearance, I will consider that an act of treason on the highest degree. No cops. Except well, Noah.”
The manor had been decorated for weeks. Back to the business of things now that the majority of his eyesight had been resolved. Lilah giggled maniacally from the miniature ball pit he had set in the corner. Balto was currently trying to tug away from her hands. Oliver sat behind his desk with the rifle in his hand, cleaning the barrel of the gun. There was a loaded weapon by him, but he didn’t think he would need to use it. He waits patiently for each Faust to enter his office, and adjusts the clear glasses on his face.
“Good, come in. Got a few things for you.” He muttered and motioned the figure in further to his office. “First things first.” Oliver pushed back in his chair to violently throw down the empty box of breadsticks ordered from Pizza Hut with his free hand onto the desk. “Who the fuck has been bringing this filth into my house?” He paused the cleaning of the rifle to lean forward to stare the other in the eye.