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STARTER FOR: @hallenkane LOCATION: A street in Olympus. SETTING: Late afternoon.

Did he purposefully run into Hallen? No, but he isn’t as innocent as you think. When all of his errands for the day were complete, he slyly drove past Hallen’s home. There was no car in the driveway and from where he was, there seemed to be no lights on either. Not home. But somewhere. He had other things on his mind but he can’t help the way their phonecall steps to the forefront of his mind from time to time. Hallen’s sternness, his way of being worried, his speechlessness. Oliver dwells on it over and over the moment the memory comes. Why worry? Why worry about someone you seemingly despised?

Though, they’ve both come to terms with the fact that they were at least a tad fond of each other. Not friends, no. Something. Oliver still wasn’t sure. Maybe he never will be.

It’s why he’s so quick to step on the break once Hallen comes into view in town, surveying the pole that had fell, earning in the town-wide blackout just the evening before.

In classic Oliver fashion, he pulls over and parks, stepping out of his vehicle. He looks both ways before crossing the street over to the detective. Hallen doesn’t spot him at first, his back turned towards Oliver, which makes a cheeky smirk spread across Oliver’s mouth. Blue eyes scan over the pole too, teasingly pretending to be serious. “Looks bad, chief. Call it in. We got a rogue pole on our hands.” He raises a finger, “That’s actually my stripper name. Rogue Pole.”

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STARTER FOR: @hallenkane LOCATION: Liv’s apartment. SETTING: Late afternoon.

Inviting Hallen over for dinner was nothing new. Tuesday was their usual day, the one the girls always prepared for each week. Liv does what she can to prepare a decent dinner but everyone knew that Hallen was the cook of the family. She makes a basic steak, mashed potatoes, and green beans on the side. It’s nothing fancy and both the mashed potatoes and green beans are from a bag, but that was enough for Liv.

Once there’s a knock at the door, Liv wipes her hands against a dish towel and jogs over to the front of her home. As she opens the door, she gets right to the point, “Fuck you, dude,” The blonde says with a quiet chuckle, “Were you gonna tell me that Danny was in town? I looked so bad when I ran into him at the hospital.” She states, heading back towards the kitchen, nodding for her brother to follow. “What’s going on with you? You usually tell me this shit.”

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-- HALLEN KANE.

@hallenkane | ❛ your gut knows what’s up. trust that bitch. ❜

Andy didn’t trust cops, point blank. He’d never actually met this man before, but he knew who he was -- A detective, Kane. Once he’d left prison he’d made sure to steer clear of anyone with a badge, given how vulnerable he’d been while on parole. And after everything that happened with Tori, and the shit she’s pulled since? Christ, the last thing he wants to do is have a run in with someone from the Police station. But yet here he is, and now he’s speaking to Andy. He can’t help but wonder if the name knows who he is, too. “Trust that bitch, huh?” He scoffs, lighting the cigarette between his teeth. There’s a pause as he takes a deep inhale, pushing smoke past his lips before speaking once more. “You tryin’ to appeal to kids these days, now?”

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STARTER FOR: @hallenkane LOCATION: Dunk Tank. SETTING: Summer Festival, Afternoon.

Hallen being located at the dunk tank was a recipe for disaster. For Oliver, that is. While he’d like to consider them friends at this point, there was still a lingering desire to mess with him whenever he could. Teasingly, of course, mainly because Oliver didn’t have a true malicious bone in his body.

There’s a long line for the tank which causes Oliver’s infamous dramatics to kick in. He spots Hallen in the distance, perched up on the little seat above the water inside the tank. The smile on Oliver’s face grows as he starts pushing past crowds of people. A few profanities are thrown his way but that much is expected. Once he reaches the front, he fishes into his pocket and plucks out his wallet, paying the teenager who’s watching over the tank. Nothing like a bribe to get the festivities started.

Oliver grabs a baseball, tossing it into the air once before catching it within his palm, “Hiiii, Hallen...” He says in sing-song fashion, lifting his free hand to wiggle his fingers and wave cheekily. “You’re makin’ this too easy, detective.”

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STARTER FOR: @hallenkane WHEN AND WHERE: Afternoon, Olympus’ local supermarket.

Oliver Stone was amazing at almost everything. As a child, he was practically a prodigy. There wasn’t anything he couldn’t do. He’d take every hobby and make it his own, hellbent at being the best. Though despite his ambition, his talents came easy to him. It was natural. He was born gifted and sickeningly sweet, which was quite a rare combination. By some miracle, he grew up humble and kind, spewing love from every pore. But there was always one thing, one fatal little flaw in his code, and it was cooking. What a joke, right?

Even now, a fully grown man with a husband and a child, cooking remains his one ailment. The one thing he can cook, one mean pot of mashed potatoes, still was severely mediocre somehow. But, here he was still harboring that same ambition and deadset on cooking a good meal. Or attempting to, but perhaps it’s truly the thought that counts.

While on his journey to find ingredients, he spots a new acquaintance, Hallen Kane. A fairly new detective in town that Oliver took to befriending almost instantly. That was a given, really. Oliver’s friendliness might be his greatest and worst flaw, both a curse and a blessing. In truth, maybe they weren’t even friends, Hallen obtaining a similar distaste for Oliver as most natives to Olympus do. Despite the pang of hurt it sends through his system, Oliver approaches him anyway, wheeling his heavy cart of groceries over to the other man. He was handsome too, that’s for sure. A little too handsome for a place like Olympus.

“Well, hey, detective,” Oliver says, chipper as ever, “Look, you’d be so proud of me,” He then reaches into his cart to pluck out some ginger, “Look at this shit. Ginger. So professional, right? I have no fucking idea what I’m gonna put it in....is it sweet-tasting? I have no idea but I think if I just put it in my kitchen, in some nice lookin’ bowl, it’ll make me seem more put together. Like, oh yeah, he knows what he’s doing, look at that chunk of ginger!”

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STARTER FOR: @hallenkane LOCATION: Hallen’s home. SETTING: Evening.

A well-fitted suit and a tired face, Oliver loosens his tie like a noose around his neck. He didn’t have to attend his mother’s charity event tonight, but he did anyway. Something to feel normal again, mundane. Though he lingers on the edge of every single emotion making a home inside him this evening. His husband is quiet, unwilling. Telling him nothing of how he feels. Adrian is gone, somewhere unknown to Oliver and all he has is his dying cellphone and too many text messages with no answer. Then, there’s Hallen, an orchestra that makes his chest rattle. Too loud. But it did make sense with all the noise inside of Oliver. The banging pots and pans of his every feeling.

On the way home, he stops here. At his home where they once had a subtle but somehow disastrous dinner. His hands grip the steering wheel while parked out front for what feels like ages. There’s regret circling him now, like a hawk surveying roadkill. Oliver might as well have been some dead animal on the street, lying out in summer heat to be devoured. With one mighty breath, he leaves his car, padding up the walkway and to Hallen’s front door. He tries not to picture anyone inside, as if his home has become a haunted house or an abandoned building where only rebellious teenagers and spiders play now.

The same hand that pushed him away reaches up to knock at the door. Quietly, at first. But then a little louder. It doesn’t mend well with the too-loud orchestra. A couple seconds pass, then minutes, and Oliver feels strange for standing there, no longer knocking. Something turns inside him, brows furrowed, “Open the door.” His voice is quiet, barely there, but just enough. He knows he’s there. Somehow, he can sense him.

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STARTER FOR: @hallenkane LOCATION: The Barn. SETTING AND TIME: Summer Festival, Early evening.

The day was winding down though the festival was just picking up. As the sky grew darker, a deep blue mixed with violet, the lights of the rides and games illuminated the space. Liv does what she can to feel the whimsy and charm that this night must possess. But, for some reason, it slips right over her head. Or perhaps in one ear and out the other. It’s a little hopeless. Though she spots her daughters up on the Ferris wheel as she walks around, getting a feel for the area. That at least makes her smile, especially as they scream and laugh. Sometimes she forgot how much she treasured them. The feeling often became consumed by the negative feelings that are usually plowing through her system.

As she continues to walk, Liv allows her gaze to scan her surroundings. Both nervously and curiously. The barn comes into sight, the one that would be holding a dance later this evening. Liv almost cringes at the thought, both out of jealousy and disgust. She was not an intimate person, or smitten with the idea of, well, being smitten. So, the idea of a barn filled with loving couples makes her shudder a tad. Just as she’s about to turn to the opposite direction, she spots her brother. A subtle smile graces her expression as she approaches him, Hallen seeming to be drying off from being at the dunk tank all day. “Hey,” The blonde says lightly to her twin, leaning up against the barn beside him, “Hiding out?” She asks with a quiet chuckle, “Julia and Megan are on the Ferris wheel. They seem happy. They asked about you earlier.”

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❛ you are losing my interest and that is very dangerous. ❜

Geoff snorted. “What, because if left to your own devices, you might get into trouble?” He wasn’t intimidated by this new detective with the poor attitude. Geoff was generally easy going, but he wasn’t a pushover. This was his town, and he was going to protect it from everyone, and everyone from each other. He didn’t know why this guy was here, why he had chosen Olympus, but he was gonna keep an eye on him until he found out.

Buddy was not off to a good start.

“Those’re big words for a city slicker in a small town, though,” he added. His tone was mild, because that was Geoff all over. It was more of an observation. With a hidden edge. But he didn’t even move from his position, feet up on the desk, and arms behind his head.