#lawfulcop

[azhefa-moved]

         he’s a little bit drunk. and he’s lost a lot of blood. perhaps he can blame impaired judgement for why, of all god forsaken places, he came here. he doesn’t want to be anywhere else, though. he could call someone but god knows how long it’d have taken. she was closer and he’d rather be seeing her angry face than some ugly mug right now. especially if this is it for him. who knows, maybe she’ll finish the job. so here he is, slumped against the doorframe as kicks his foot against the wood in place of knocking. he isn’t sure he could lift his good arm. and he probably shouldn’t, given his hand is the only thing keeping the blood trying to ooze from his gut. if she isn’t home then...well she’ll have a nice surprise to come back to. dead man on the doorstep. probably make her life easier, discounting all the paperwork she’d have to sign.  @lawfulcop​

[doomdays-a]

“HOW ARE YOU DOING?” 

  ⇢ @lawfulcop​​

❝  you’d be surprised by how many times i hear that a day.  you know,  really,  i’m getting great at my responses.  really tests my originality when no one wants to accept ‘ i’m fine.’  ❞   she doesn’t mean to take it out on her;  everyone’s treating her as if she’s fragile,  like she will never recover from losing her fiancé.  somedays,  she starts to believe that,  when everything weighs too heavily on her and it’s all so DARK.  but other days,  she means the generic ‘ i’m fine, ‘  because she remembers that dwelling isn’t getting her anywhere  ----  and it’s not what ripley wanted for her.  she found her strength again because he helped her;  she can do that again,  even if he’s not here.  ❝  but really.  i am.   you know what they say  ----  sometimes you just gotta throw yourself back into the fire again,  right?   you know,  literally.  ❞

[klarsynt-arc]

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

          ʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ. mostly. he just hasn’t done it in some time and rarely is afforded the opportunity. when she decided they should go out this is hardly what he had expected. she said a few drinks, he just didn’t know after said drinks she would be dragging him out to the dance floor. at least it’s a quiet song, something he can at least keep up with. hopefully he doesn’t make a complete fool of himself. not that it would entirely be a negative, given he likes the way she looks at him when she’s laughing  (  even at his own expense  ).  

hands rest on her waist and he keeps glancing at his feet to make sure he doesn’t step on hailey’s. he never exactly went to school dances. sometimes the recruits would wait until staff were asleep to turn on music and have parties. but that was a long time ago. the last time he can recall doing something like this it was for a mission and he hadn’t really been focused on the dancing part of it. 

eyes turn back towards her when her hand slips under his chin to get his attention. there’s a reassurance that he isn’t quite doing as terribly as he thinks. emil also thinks she might just be saying that to make him relax, but he accepts it anyway. the smile on her face makes one pull across his own. this feels normal. feels like everything he has ever missed out on, like a glimpse of what his life could be if he had never been recruited. and he knows it isn’t what his life is or will ever become. but for now, for tonight, he’ll pretend. // @uptonpd

[azhefa-archived]

@lawfulcop​ ||  s.c. ❅

          he should probably be more discreet. but after the night they’d had well, it’s hard to stay away from her. he at least had the decency not to visit her at work this time. but he waits until she’s got a lunch break and settled into some diner. he wastes no time in entering and sliding into the seat in front of her while she’s preoccupied with the menu.  “  any word on that trafficking ring?  ”  he grabs a menu from the side of the table, stuck between the napkin bin and the wall. eyes graze over it as if he’s actually paying more attention to the options than her. 

[angelusn]

˛ ╰  *  ⋄ .  ◝    ❦          『     𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣     ,

❛❛          i’m    just    saying    that    whatever    you          &          this    jay    person    have  .          𝙸𝚃    𝙼𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃    𝙱𝙴    𝚆𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙷    𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶  .          but    𝖉𝖔𝖓’𝖙    𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖓    to    me  ,          what    do    i    know          .    .    .          ❜❜

@lawfulcop      .

[klarsynt-arc]

❛❛ Lay your head in my lap and try to get some rest. ❜❜

sᴏғᴛ ᴄᴀʀɪɴɢ sᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘɪʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ  || @lawfulcop

      ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ’ᴛ ᴏᴘᴘᴏsᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴᴠɪᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. he’s exhausted in every sense of the word. it’s hard to say which aches more: his body or his heart. a small glance is given towards her features before he simply shifts from where he sits on the couch to rest his head against her. unfocused gaze shifts over the ceiling as a heavy breath passes through his lips. it takes a moment before his muscles began to let go of the day’s tension. even when the small vision comes he doesn’t stir, nothing he didn’t know already. mostly. feeling how strongly she had reacted to the mess from today, to him very nearly getting his ass handed to him, that is a little surprising. eyes shift towards her features and find her already looking down at him. there’s a ghost of a smile that pulls at the corner of his lips, not quite there but enough to notice  (  has a feeling his bruised face might hurt a bit too much if he did  ). it strikes him then; this is the first time in years he has touched anyone without a motive beyond wanting to be near them. 

[klarsynt-arc]

“What am I to you?”

         ᴛʜᴇ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴ sᴜʀᴘʀɪsᴇs ʜɪᴍ. not because it is direct  (  she always is a bit of a straight shooter  ), but because of the personal nature of it. it always feels like no matter how much more he wants to delve into figuring her out, the more she seems to want to draw away. but she isn’t shielding herself from his scrutiny now. he supposes they might as well be honest with each other for once. no bullshit. except what is he supposed to tell her? most of his existence is classified and he isn’t supposed to get too heavily involved with anyone outside of tantalus. he isn’t supposed to get attached but it’s difficult with this one. with her. emil is quiet a moment longer before speaking  “  a liability. ”  it’s truthful. and there is no malice in it. maybe resignation. perhaps it’s his way of trying to tell her she is more than just another colleague to forget when he moves to the next city. //  @lawfulcop

[klarsynt-arc]

@lawfulcop​ ||  s.c.

     “  ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ.  ”  he doesn’t enjoy wasting his time and despite what she might believe, he is here to help solve cases not impede them. most people tend to stay out of his way. he’s got more jurisdiction than them and they respect that. but not her. she’s always up his ass and he’ll be glad to be reassigned to a new city. but for now, they’re stuck with each other and he might as well try to smooth things over.   “  i know what i’m doin’. just stay out of my way and i’ll try to stay out of yours.  ”