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With this change to her physiology, Casper just found herself wanting to hole herself in more than she usually did. She did feel a little better though, getting used to it a little so much so that she wasn’t punching herself in the face every time she reached up to push away floppy brown hair from her face. Which in turn meant she ended up sleeping. Freaking out tended to take up a lot of energy, so she was knocked out on her couch by the time the afternoon rolled around.

She was shocked awake by the familiar voice and the pounding on her door. Bleary eyed as she stumbled (and almost tripped on her own feet) to the door, opening her door. Oh, it was Theo. “The-” pause for a long yawn, “-o.” Casper rubbed her eyes (not before poking her eyebrow instead before), “Hey, sorry. I was napping. Sorry about that - what’s going on?”

“Whoa.” At first, there was a rush of annoyance? Anger? Jealousy? Pumping through him as an attractive young man answered the door. Was Casper seeing someone? Was she sleeping with someone? It appeared as though he was just waking up... So had he spent the night? If so, why hadn’t she mentioned it? Did she not what him to know? Were they not close like that? His mind was going wild with frazzled thoughts until they began talking. “C-Cas?” Brows slowly pulled together, his head cocking slightly to the side. “I-Is that you?” Shit, had the curse gotten to her as well? Deep down, he hoped so. It wouldn’t certainly be an easier pill to swallow than to realize she was seeing someone. “Uh... Sorry. I was just checking in. I mean, I was worried. You know... Because of all of the shit happening around town.” Blinking a few times, he still couldn’t seem to shake the strange feeling that had randomly consumed him. “Y-You are Casper... Right?” Better to be safe than sorry.

#;;Bυт тнε вlαcк нσlεѕ тнαт ѕυяяσυиd чσυ αяε нεανιεя вч ƒαя #casperjn

“My full first name,” Vic responded on reflex, turning on her heel at the familiar voice. She’d been on her way to her car, keys in hand, when the other hunter had crept up on her. Which annoyed her greatly because she hadn’t even heard him. “Is reserved for family, arresting officers, and guys who’ve I’ve slept with. You’re exactly none of those, Theo.” She stepped up to him, arms crossing and head tilting slightly as she took in his positively normal features. It was appreciated that she could make direct eye contact in this body, atleast. A positive to this hell week was being able to stare people down without even having to crane her neck. “You look the same. Why? There’s no way a boozehound like you would miss a fling at the Polis… Theo, you were invited to the Polis the other night, right?” His old ass might not have been. How sad. But that was the overlap in victimology, she’d figured out pretty quickly.

“Vic?” Even wrapped up in a pretty blonde headed bow, Vic’s venomous tone was obvious. It took him a second to register it, but after a moment he couldn’t help but laugh. “Leave it to you to still end up gorgeous.” Dark hues rolled, his head shaking. “I’ve had people calling me crying cause they are suddenly fat or old and you’re basically a Victoria Secrets Model. How’d you manage that?” Not that he really cared. It was just pretty amusing. “I guess some people have all the luck.” Shrugging, he scoffs. “Because some of us have jobs. Ones that we can’t ditch for a party.” Plus, half of the department had wanted to go. What kind of person would he be if he blew off his shift to party? Theo was a lot of things, but he wasn’t irresponsible when it came to his job. “Though I’m glad I couldn’t make it. Hell only knows who I would have ended up as.” Something tells him it wouldn’t have been pretty.

#;;Bυт тнε вlαcк нσlεѕ тнαт ѕυяяσυиd чσυ αяε нεανιεя вч ƒαя #victoriaxhassan

Grace might’ve thought that playing tricks on people was an irresponsible use of magic, but Lia wasn’t the one who’d done this. It just happened to her. It seemed like there was little consequences to it and she, therefore, really did feel like when she was teen and a little more reckless with magic. She was grinning ear to ear as she slipped into the police station, looking around for her friend. The brown mop of hair was easy to spot and she made her way over to him. The smile was immediately evaporated by his comment by the time he looked up. And then Lia realized he was backtracking and that was definitely working in her favor. “Ah, that’s okay,” she answered, leaning on counter slightly to talk to him. “I just, um, I don’t really know how to do this, but um, I guess I just thought someone should know about a um,” Lia leaned down, looking nervous. “A dirty cop?”

Dark eyes studied the young girl as she spoke, his brows slowly pulling together. “Whoa, that’s some pretty heavy stuff there.” Straightening up, he glanced around trying to see what other officers were around. “Would you be more comfortable talking about this with a female officer?” Perhaps something had happened to her? Had someone hurt her? The thought sent a shiver of annoyance down his spine. Theo couldn’t stand disgusting ass cops who abused their power, but sadly it happened far more often than he’d like to admit. “Or should we contact a friend? Guardian perhaps?” She really did appear to be young. “I just want to make sure you’re comfortable before we talk about this.

#;;Bυт тнε вlαcк нσlεѕ тнαт ѕυяяσυиd чσυ αяε нεανιεя вч ƒαя #liavillace

Considering the disaster that had recently fallen over Castor, Theo figured it would be best to seek out the other hunters in town. And seeing as everyone was too busy to answer their phones, the dark-haired cop found himself standing inside of the Bloodcare building. His eyes caught strangers as they passed by, it was next to impossible to place any face. God, was he the only one left the same? The real question now being, was this a blessing or a curse? “Oh. Excuse me.” His voice is deep as he calls out to a blonde exiting one of the staff only areas. “Sorry to bother, but I’m trying to find Victoria Hassan?” Onyx hues give her a quick once over, the corner of his lips twitching upward into a smirk. She’s a stunner, no doubting that. But something tells him she’s got a shit attitude. It’s just a gut feeling. @victoriaxhassan

#;;Bυт тнε вlαcк нσlεѕ тнαт ѕυяяσυиd чσυ αяε нεανιεя вч ƒαя #victoriaxhassan #//hope this is cool?

“Let me guess, you’re not who you’re supposed to be?” Theo growled a little under his breath as he glanced up from his paperwork to look at the stranger who had approached him. Dark eyes landed on a young woman? Girl? Child? “Oh.” Well, now he felt like an ass. It was probably some teenager stopping by to report something or ask him some questions. It happened quite a lot, surprisingly. “Sorry, I thought you were someone else.” He breathed, closing his folder to straighten up in his chair. “What can I do for you?” @liavillace

#;;Bυт тнε вlαcк нσlεѕ тнαт ѕυяяσυиd чσυ αяε нεανιεя вч ƒαя #//I hope this is cool?

Everything in town had suddenly gone to shit. If he had to deal with one more fucking phone call with someone screaming about being different, he was seriously going to quit. It seems as though someone had taken it upon themselves to curse half of the damn town and he was left trying to piece it all together. Unfortunately, one thing he hadn’t expected was for Casper to go ghost on him. (pun not intended) After several unanswered calls and text, he found himself standing outside her apartment door. A balled fist lifted to slam violently at the door. “Cas? Are you in there?” He waited before banging three more times. “What’s going on? This isn’t like you.” Had something happened to her? Was she hurt? Or had she been changed like others? Theo wasn’t sure. But he sure as hell wanted some answers. @casperjn

#;;Bυт тнε вlαcк нσlεѕ тнαт ѕυяяσυиd чσυ αяε нεανιεя вч ƒαя #casperjn #//this is trash #sorry!

Reina was currently facing having an internal dilemma—- ‘do I want sweet or savory?’ was the topic at hand while in the junk aisle when a voice interrupted her train of thought. Looking up, her violet eyes took in a man she’d never seen before, or at least she didn’t pay much mind to him as he did her—- and immediately zeroed in on his badge. “You realize it’s a small town right?” Her voice was dry with humor as she reached for hot chips. “I’ve seen the cashier at the Chinese joint so much in the past few months we’re practically domestic. But you—” Reina couldn’t help but give him a once over, eyebrow raised and smirk on display. “You I haven’t seen. Not to mention my first lawman. You new? Two-week course and now you’re on the force, bet you got your own scooter and bumper sticker to show for it.” It was actually quite comical, though the dark-haired beauty hadn’t formally come in to contact with any of the town enforcement, it hadn’t stopped her from definitely popping up on their radar—- they just didn’t know it. And the guy in front of her had probably heard of a few of her crimes and didn’t know the guilty party was a mere few feet in front of him. “Enjoy that Snickers, by the way, we all know how you beat cops get when you’re hangry.”

“God, you were so much more attractive before you opened your mouth.” His features deadpanned a slothful stance taking over his frame. “But something tells me you hear that a lot.” There was nothing more annoying than trying to have a casual conversation only to have your head bit off. “Been here for a few years, actually. But please, feel free to toss some more of those overused cop insults. You don’t strike me as the creative type anyway.” If anything, his uniform always seemed to put a big ass target on his forehead. Narc, Pig, Donut boy, he’s heard them all. And he was certain he always would, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t getting bored of them. Or the unnecessary attitude those around him seemed to give him. It was toxic and beyond overdone. Cops suck. He got the memo. “Oh I will. I’d hate to abuse my power. Or hell, even commit police brutality.” Yeah, cause all policemen were douchebags. Just like all Army guys were trash and idiots. He’d been dealing with people and their prenotions on what he was for years. From growing up in Chicago to joining the military, to landing a job on the police force. Everyone else knew it all and this girl was nothing new.

#;;Bυт тнε вlαcк нσlεѕ тнαт ѕυяяσυиd чσυ αяε нεανιεя вч ƒαя #reinaxromero

Whatever relationship Lia had with Theo was very precarious. She certainly thought it was a friendship, but she wouldn’t put it past him to throw her over a bridge sometime because she got too annoying. Still, that did not stop her from pulling the same kind of shit with him she always did. By his request, he’d asked her to pick out his escort for tonight; it was incredibly strange, but Lia took it stride and was honestly, treating it like some kind of game. She pretend to thoroughly consider each woman, despite not really giving this whole process much thought. Theo was getting antsy watching her take her time and that was the funny part about it. He finally snapped and Lia pulled back from the profiles, offering Theo a leisurely smile. “Oh?” She asked lightly. “No aftercare? That eliminates all my possible choices.” Lia let out a sigh and shook her head. “Guess we’re back to square one. Did you prefer your partner wearing socks or no socks?”

“Excuse me for not wanting to cuddle and give her a bath afterward?” Was it really that strange? Honestly, before having met Lia, he hadn’t thought much about the way he handled his sex life. It was what it was, but she had to zone in on every little detail. It made him a bit self-conscious, though he’d never admit it. “I like my women the same way I like my chicken wings, naked.” His tone was dry, though it’s clear there's meant to be humor in his words. “I have a better idea, how about you close your eyes and just point at the screen and see what we end up?” Anything to make things go faster. “Or I could just go to the club. Go in for a full shift at work. Hit the gym. Maybe by then, you’ll be done?” Giving her a sluggish shrug, he sat back in his chair. “I’m just saying. I’m going to be forty by the time you’re done.”

#;;Bυт тнε вlαcк нσlεѕ тнαт ѕυяяσυиd чσυ αяε нεανιεя вч ƒαя #liavillace

Obviously, she was capable of getting her own coffee. But why would she, when some tall drink (pun completely intended) was offering to save her the trouble. “Oh, honestly? That’d be lifesaving.” She reached out to pluck the cigarette from his hand. “I’ll hold onto this for you,” she added, taking a drag and grinning, suddenly quite a bit more alert. “Cream, no sugar. You’re my new hero, I swear.”

It would be a lie if Theo were to say he hadn’t really expected her to take him up on the offer, but there was something entertaining about her little show. Arching a brow, a lazy smirk pulled at his lips as she snatched his cigarette from his fingers. “Cream, no sugar. You a danish kind of girl or would you rather have a breakfast sandwich?” Hell, he was already getting her a coffee, might as well go all the way. Plus, the cafe gave a killer military discount. “Or should I just surprise you? Actually, That’s what I’ll do.” With a nod, he twisted away from the female and disappeared into the shop. Shortly after, the Hunter reappeared with a coffee and white paper bag in tow. “I’d like to say that I put a lot of thought into the surprise, but that would be a lie.” A low chuckle rumbled in his chest as he placed the cup and bag before her. “Both. I just settled on both.”

#;;Bυт тнε вlαcк нσlεѕ тнαт ѕυяяσυиd чσυ αяε нεανιεя вч ƒαя #soph-of-the-polis

“Hey Theo?” Casper called from her position on her apartment floor, knowing that her apartment was small enough that he could hear her from wherever he was. Her dark eyes were glued on to the books she was flipping through - all that were kept in a rather large box that she usually kept hidden with her other hunter gear. “What do you know about witches abilities to know if you’re lying? Especially in modern times - have they developed something about this?” she asked again, though her eyes didn’t waver from her books. She knew most, if not all, things about this subject - she had been taught about everything supernatural related as soon as she learned how to add and subtract numbers - but recent events left her feeling a lot more paranoid and anxious. You just couldn’t know.

@theoxtorres

Theo had managed to find something to keep him busy while Casper was off doing her own thing. This was his very definition of hanging out. He’d find something to fix and she’d just do her. It worked for them. The male was currently changing out the showerhead in her bathroom when her soft voice captured his attention. “Hmm.” Wiping his hands on a paper towel, he exited the bathroom to follow the sound of her voice. Her question did a great job of making his mind wander, but he knew better than to inquire. If she wanted him to know, she’d tell him. Entering the room, he leaned against the wall, watching her as she searched for her answers. “Witches are tricky-” The Hunter begins. “They are the only ones that ever seem to continuously change. Evolve, really. Some are gifted in ways that others aren’t, so I’d say there is a good possibility that one could, yeah.” Deep cocoa hues studied her for a moment, his thick brows pulling together. “The thing with lying is, you’ve got to convince yourself that what you’re saying is true. You can’t convince them if you can’t convince yourself. It’s like passing a lie detector test. You could be lying through your teeth, but if you can control your heartbeat and trick yourself into believing it, you’re golden.”

#;;Bυт тнε вlαcк нσlεѕ тнαт ѕυяяσυиd чσυ αяε нεανιεя вч ƒαя #casperjn

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“–shit!” Tanna swore as she stood by her car. She had just finished a long shift at The Velvet and all she wanted to do now was go home and take a long hot bath. Instead she was stood on the too cold night, in a short skirt, starring with rage at her keys. Sat dangling in her car, and she locked outside. The girl groaned loudly and thudded her head against the car as she mumbled many swears. Elizabeth was long gone by now and Tanna had been the one to clean and lock the facility up for the night. She looked around desperately and saw no one. It was much too far of a walk tonight, especially since it was so late and Daphne’s warning was still fresh in her mind. ‘Don’t walk around late at night.’ She would’ve called Beau had it not been for the fact that her phone was also inside the car, where she left it during her shifts. The week couldn’t have gotten any worse.

Pulling her skirt down again, she walked out to the front of the building. She looked across the street, hoping someone would be out. Though is was close to 2 in the morning, she was jut praying someone would drive by. To her outstanding luck Tanna saw a car turn the corner, a cop car, even better. She flapped her arms wildly in a hopes to get their attention.

“Hey! Excuse me!” She called out, grinning wildly as the car pulled over, “Hi, hello, yes. Ohmygosh, thank you so much for stopping. I locked my keys in my car, as well as my phone.” She explained, gesturing to the parking lot. “I was wondering if you maybe had something to unlock the car or if I could just get a ride home?” She asked.

Leaning down a little closer to see the man better she thought her green eyes were deceiving her. There sat a man she knew all too well. “Theo?” She asked, a smile finding its way to her face again. “Ohmygosh hi! It’s been so long!” The last time they had seen each other was when he had been stationed in one of the countries she was seeing. Having had a fling for a few nights, the two also traveled a little when he wasn’t busy. She often send him letters when had been sent off or when she left. They had fallen out of touch though, and Tanna had enjoyed his company so much.

It was yet another dull and uneventful night for Theo as he patrolled the empty streets of Castor. It was times like this when he regretted not taking a job in The Windy City. Sure, the possibility of him getting killed would sky rocket, but at least he’d be kept busy. Not to mention all the Supernatural activity in town had died down a bit since the vandalism. Everyone was laying low, which meant he was on actual cop duty. If he was forced to write another parking violation, he might actually lose it. But, as he turned the corner a frantic woman caught his attention, saving his breakdown for another time. What luck. “Evening, Ma’m.” There was something strangely familiar about the silhouette that clouded the bright lights of his squad car. “Is everything alright?” Tipping his head down, he shifted to get a better look at the female as she approached the window. The moment she started off on a frazzled rant, her voice came to him. It was familiar because she was someone he’d never imagined he see again. Someone he’d met on the other side of the world and by some random struck of luck they both ended up in the same town in Maryland, of all places. Small fucking world. “No way.” A low chuckle rumbled in his chest as the long-haired female finally caught on. “Thought I was dead, didn’t you?” He teased, sporting his signature crooked smirk. Shifting the car into park, he popped the door open to step out into the cool night. “It’s been what? About two years?” Or perhaps it was three. Hell, could have been even longer, Theo was awful at keeping up with time. “Glad to see you made it back to the States in one piece. Even if you’ve managed to lock your keys in your car.” It was amusing how fate worked, honestly. One second you’d never think you’d see someone ever again and the next they are right in front of you. Talk about a turn of events. “I have a tool that’ll unlock it.” He explained, leaning into the car to press a button to pop the trunk, before closing the door. “But here, take this before you freeze.” He rolled his shoulders back, beginning to remove his jacket. “Or I have to arrest you for suspicion of prostitution.” It was clearly a joke, even though he didn’t wear a bright smile. That was his sense of humor, dry and stiff. Offering her the jacket, he waited for her to accept, before turning his attention to retrieving the tool he’d need to help her out. “So I have to ask.” His head peeked around the trunk, to steal a glance at her. “How the hell did you got from backpacking across Europe to end up in Castor?”

#;;Bυт тнε вlαcк нσlεѕ тнαт ѕυяяσυиd чσυ αяε нεανιεя вч ƒαя #tannasuelamey #//this is shit

soph-of-the-polis:

“What ass-wipe of a diety invented eight a.m.? This is intolerable.” Sophie squinted at the morning sun accusingly. “I’m supposed to stay up till now, not wake up now…”

“Come on now, it’s not that bad.” Lucky for Theo, he was used to waking up at four in the morning, if not earlier. Perks of his past life in the military. Taking a long drag from his cigarette he exhaled a cloud of smoke dropping his dark eyes to the coffee cup in his free hand. “Want?” He offered dryly, nodding his head back towards the cafe. “I could get you one, seems like you might need it.” The corner of his lips twisted upward into a weak smirk.

#;;Bυт тнε вlαcк нσlεѕ тнαт ѕυяяσυиd чσυ αяε нεανιεя вч ƒαя #soph-of-the-polis #//idk what this is

“You’ve seriously got to stop following me. This is what? The sixth time I’ve seen you this week?” A lazy smile curled his lips, his head nodding a bit towards the raven-haired girl. “First outside the gym, again at the cafe and now here.” The pair were currently taking up space in one of the small aisles of the convenience store. Theo stood catty-corner in full uniform by one of the exit routes, a package of beef jerky in his hand. Lunch of champions. “If you wanted to say hello, you should have.” It was clear he was teasing by the smile on his face, though his voice was deep and level. “Does this mean you’re down to cover my lunch? Or do I have to file a report.” Ah, nothing like a weak cop joke to make him feel good about himself. A dry laugh escaped him, his head shaking. “We’re going to ignore I said that. I’ll just grab my Snickers and get going.” @reinaxromero

#;;Bυт тнε вlαcк нσlεѕ тнαт ѕυяяσυиd чσυ αяε нεανιεя вч ƒαя #reinaxromero #//idek wtf this is #he mad a dad cop joke and I hate him for it #wtf #i blame beau cause they are friends #that is all

Dark eyes were locked on the blonde, just watching. Waiting. How fucking long did it actually take? Theo usually spent about twenty minutes tops searching the catalog. But Lia? It appeared that she was taking her sweet time, checking out every profile that caught her attention. And for the first time ever, the silence was getting to him. Any other time, he’d be happy to sit quietly together, but now was the time for her to be vocal. “Well?” His voice was low and held little emotion. “Think we might come up with something before I’m forty? Which is closer than you’d think.” Lifting a hand, he reaches over his head to rub the back of his neck. The fact that they’d gotten to this point in their relationship, was saying something. Never had he’d imagined seeing her again, let alone bonding. (Her word, not his.) Had someone told him when they’d first met that they’d be sitting here finding him a new escort, he’d call bullshit. But since Lia had so much to say about it, why not allow her a hand in the game. He was a gambling man after all. “If it says aftercare, I won’t even consider. I want to make that clear.” Kissing wasn’t the only thing he was against. “Got it?” @liavillace

#;;Bυт тнε вlαcк нσlεѕ тнαт ѕυяяσυиd чσυ αяε нεανιεя вч ƒαя #liavillace #//shit starter #i forgive you #still trying to find my footing

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———✧ *:･ﾟ ☾ ( theodore ‘theo’ torres ) looks an awful lot like ( bob morley ), don’t you agree? but they’re actually a ( thirty-two ) year old ( male ) ( hunter ). they have been in castor for ( six years ) and have been working as a ( police officer ). i don’t know much about them except that they are ( determined & strong-willed ), but also ( intense & unfiltered ). i heard their loyalties lie with the ( hunters ). i don’t know what this means for castor, but it looks like we’ll just have to find out. ( josie, 24, she/her, pst )

#castor:intro #;;Mσиѕтεя Iи Tнε Mιяяσя™#//OKAY! Please feel free to hit me up for plots/connections #I'll be more active on Discord cause I'm getting ready to do shit #but yeah #feel free to shoot shit my way

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