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@softstcps | Rüya and Maddox, The Masked Ball

"Be honest, was it the sympathy vote that finally turned no into a yes?" He's smirking ear-to-ear, his mask doing little to conceal the man underneath. Not when Maddox is in prime form; charismatic, flirtatious, and running from reality with a good time. A bit 'over-the-top' to bring two dates to a masked ball, but like any great lawyer, he argued his point. It was, as he told Ruya at the office, a way to keep things 'easy' and 'casual.' Never to be mistaken for a cruel man, Maddox leans in closer. "Or was it the fact that there's less pressure now that it's a group thing?" he hopes it's the latter. Something about being seen only for the tragedy of his family? It's something Maddox has barely gotten out from under.

#muse: maddox #(ruya and maddox)#softstcps

closed starter · shady & isabella @softstcps location · their home

at 10pm, the male was four beers deep. ( to be fair, it was his first day off this week — and his sizable stature made him a heavyweight. ) number five was in his near future. standing there with the refrigerator open, shayden took a moment to revel in his surroundings. it still felt unnatural to come home and crack open a pbr in a half million dollar kitchen, all stainless steel and expensive granite. he couldn't help but think to himself, ought to be drinking something nicer. at least a fucking stella artois. and then the kitchen was suddenly dark, leaving him illuminated only by the pale light of the open refrigerator. a blackout. dark eyes grew wide with realization, and as a few moments passed, he realized the electricity wasn't going to just turn back on. " bells ? are you home ? " shutting the fridge, he wandered out through the dining room, narrowly avoiding kicking a chair leg with his bare feet. through the windows, shayden could see that the neighboring homes were also cloaked in black, and the streetlights were out. " do we have candles ? " he continued calling out towards his roommate, hearing movement in the next room. " or like, a lantern or somethin' ? flashlights ? " how foolish for an emergency service worker to be caught so unprepared. he used the light on his phone as a beacon in the long, dark hallway that lead between the living room and bedrooms. " whole streets out, i think. we're going straight 1800's in this bitch. "

#𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚣 ( starter )#softstcps #this is not very good but it is what it is

With: Stella @softstcps Where: K.O.

"Miss Moretti, you are a dear woman and a great benefit for my more reckless operatives, but if you ask me about hydration one more time, I'm physically carrying you from this room and locking you out." Diego deadpanned as he wiped at his face with a towel and gave Stella an unimpressed look. While she was a good, hard worker, he didn't make the best patient on some days. "Tell me you didn't track me to the gym to spring an impromptu physical on me and that you have real business to discuss."

#softstcps #writing; diego [ the bright clear line that leads from a to b ]

closed starter · for safiye @softstcps location · neon dreams

jaw cricks to the left, then to the right: the only visible evidence of the white powder still coating the inside of his nose. but appearances were irrelevant. typically, ambrose wasn't keen on environments such as this: full of sweaty, inebriated nobodies desperate to relieve themselves of their everyday, low-stakes stressors. however, he could wear a mask here, existing under the guise of being just another zero. pupils grew three sizes as a familiar face came into view. ( he'll tell himself it's the coke, but at one point in his life, safiye had been far more addictive than any stimulant. ) she is a mirage under pulsing club lights, purple then pink, purple then pink. sure-footed steps carry him towards her before he can plan his words more carefully — a reckless abandonment of his usual social ettiquette. " you know, my mother called me to say she saw you on tv last week, " he began, no choice but to speak directly into the nape of her neck in order to be heard over the bass-heavy music. he'd seen it too — coverage of the trial was unmissable within the state of california. it wasn't every day that his ex fiancee's face graced every screen in the city, even if only for a moment before focusing on more familial figures. " half broke her heart when she asked how you're doing and i had to admit i don't know. "

#𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚠 ( starter )#softstcps #drug cw #idk i figured she would've met his mother a fair amount of times when they were together lksdjfs

@softstcps | Stella and Harvey, Police Shooting Range

"What can I say, I was top gun in my years." Harvey can't help but boast, admiring his perfect marksmanship. Ten in a row, at one precise spot, burning a hole into the paper target. He lifts the noise mufflers off his ears, glancing over the barrier to glance at Stella. "Think you can follow that up?" He teases Stella, good old fashioned ribbing common for their years together.

#muse: harvey #(stella and harvey)#softstcps

@softstcps | Stella and Harvey, The Masked Ball

"Well done." Harvey whistles, playful admiration as he nurses his gin and tonic at the bar. Having known her for most of his life, not even a mask and a pretty frock can keep him from noticing her from a distance. "And here I half-expected you to spend tonight at the range, instead of listening to my explicit instructions." Not that Stella is ever one to turn down a good time. Simply put, she simply enjoyed the peace of a range more. "And a date, too." He whistles, glancing behind her. "Something to prove, love? Everyone already know you're hot shit." Or at the very least, Harvey does, wise enough over the years to be thoroughly impressed by her.

#muse: harvey #(stella and harvey)#softstcps

closed starter · safiye + ambrose @softstcps location · safiye's home

it had taken minimal effort to figure out the precise location of safiye's place of residence. his assistant ( or someone she'd paid ) had figured it out within a matter of a few hours. and while the ease had made his task much simpler, ambrose couldn't help but harbor a certain distaste for how his ex fiancee's personal information was so readily available for someone with the tenacity to find it. it made him nauseous — likely prompted by the retrospective violence that still painted the back of his eyelids, but he made note of it nonetheless and thought of potentially slipping into conversation that the girl should reconsider the level of protection she kept. especially now that she was becoming a more notable figure in law enforcement. surely safiye had and would continue making enemies.

despite his unannounced arrival, she had still greeted him with basic decency, reluctantly inviting him inside and even offering something to drink. ambrose had instinctively wanted to deny any warmth she'd extended to him, as simple and meaningless as it was, but the glass of water in his hand had proven to be the only thing tethering him to this version of reality — where he was allowed inside her home — where only a month prior, they'd kissed in the back of some seedy club.

few days would go by without the memory of her mouth seeping into his brain again, like a sports game replay where he could really analyze the exact moment he'd given in to her once more. so he could study it and make sure it never happened again. or that it did — ambrose hadn't yet decided his course of action. even now in her company, he was deliberating.

" so, " he cleared his throat, " did you find what you were looking for ? " there's a certain nonchalance to his tone, a disingenuousness. he may as well have been a store clerk asking a customer if they were finding everything okay. cue a pause just brief enough for him to observe her visage, to parse her expression for some underlying clue about how the raid had gone so incredibly haywire. " you know, you should've at least told me it was going to happen. i had a lot of people i care about in that room. "

including you, he doesn't say.

#softstcps #𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚠 ( starter )#𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚠 ( feat safiye adem )

@softstcps; sip happens

"Miss Yao, isn't it so lovely to see you," Mei Lin cooed, smiling beatifically as she tilted her head and held out her hands for the woman to grasp. "Thank you for meeting me, I swear this won't all be work related. Why, it doesn't need to be work related at all if it doesn't need to be." Sharon didn't have any criminal leanings as far as Mei Lin knew, but that didn't meant she couldn't be softened up with the right degree of warmth or pressure. "Please, go ahead and order, it's my treat for taking up your time." She offered generously, hoping to set the tone of her being the kind older lady and Sharon being the one in her debt.