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[txalvarez]

“I don’t have classes for another hour or so,” he spoke, his voice calm despite an unsettled storm brewing somewhere in the back of his mind. “If you need to talk my doors open. Otherwise, how may I help you?”

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hvneymlk‌:

these graveyard shifts were quieter than usual it seemed since the lockdown. understandable, what with a murderer being on the loose and detectives roaming the grounds but it made for boring and long nights. leaning against the wall just outside the school, by one of the many entrances to the building.  the doors open and helio’s head turns, “little late for hangin’ out ‘round here, ain’t it? “

“For other’s perhaps,” Titus responded calmly as he came up on his son. He was glad to see both were staying out of trouble. At least for now. It was a relief though to know both were alright given the circumstances. “No disruptions I take it? How are you?”

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gldcnsins‌:

for as cold a woman she seemed, elodie was very largely in tune with empathy. she hadn’t known the fallen nephilim very well, or at all, but she heard only good things (well, excluding the comments of how weak she was for not defending herself, those just served to piss her off). considering that some individuals were probably more affected by this death than others, she had decided to advertise a small grief gathering to help those individuals cope. she sat in the courtyard with a few students who had joined her in response to the flyers she pinned across campus. when a shadow suddenly loomed from behind her she glanced over her shoulder, fully turning when she realized the person had stopped to look. “bonjour,” she greeted, slighting shifting in her seat to better face them. “are you here to join us?”

Titus had been mainly observing but he approached after being sought out he shrugged his shoulders. “I was making sure things were going well,” he said in answer. “But I’ll join sure.” Anywhere he could help out he figured he could toss himself in. As part of the staff it should have been part of his job. “How are things going?”

[txalvarez]

☆ﾟ*・ﾟWOAH is that TITUS ALVAREZ ? i’ve heard they’re a NEPHILIM working here as a PROFESSOR FOR HISTORY OF NEPHILIM. they came here because THEY HAD NOWHERE ELSE TO GO AT THE TIME and they’ve been working here for FIVE years. as a 100 / 40 year-old, i’m sure they’re skilled. someone told me they're DECEPTIVE & DISLOYAL but i think they're CUNNING & INTUITIVE. i can’t help but think of BRAKE LIGHTS IN THE DISTANCE, SITTING OUTSIDE DURING A FULL MOON, and COY SMILES when i look at them. ( wilmer valderrama, male, he/him )

-Titus was always a tough kid to take care of. He was that kid constantly climbing trees or pushing his limits. His mother knew the hospital staff well at a certain point but it didn’t stop his taste for adventure any. He never really knew what he wanted to be when he got to adulthood, but he figured he’d sort that out later. -He thought he found love in his life and the announcement of a child certainly drilled it home. He was working at a local business. The cubical kind of job he swore he’d never do but for his child? Absolutely. He enjoyed those six months he did have with Noah. He was the read bedtime stories and be hands on sort of dad and he swore they had a bond. Learning that Noah’s mother cheated and was expecting with another man was too much for Titus. He meant no ill will but to stay and play house under false truths? He couldn’t. He ran. -For the longest time Titus bounced between meaningless jobs and crappy apartments trying to learn who he was again. All the while he was mourning Noah as if he had lost him to death’s embrace. To him he had really. It was a blow. -When Titus came across the school he realized he perhaps had a chance at a start that was better than what he was doing. It was happen chance to learn that Noah attended, and though he learned of his sons presence he didn’t dare approach. He secured his job and remained a sort of guardian angel. He still is. -Titus is often found out at night finding some grassy spot in the back to gaze up at the sky. He believes in a Heaven and knowing his former love is up there is some sort of peace. Whether he’s mad at what she did or not he doesn’t find death fair in any regard. He’s not a drinker just for personal preferences, but he enjoys simpler things. Cards, camping, a good sunday drive to clear your head. He’s not too complex in that regard and though he has a colder vibe to start it’s only on the outside. He’s willing to help another in need.

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@thebloodbound​  (amadeus)

“I’d offer a better sentiment of peace but so far I can say things aren’t chaotic enough.” Things were decent all things considered. The professor was doing his best to be of any aid, but he tended to find himself lost as to where to put himself in the end. 

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@hvneymlk​ (evelyn)

“We can be rest assured at least that there is no further panic in the aftermath of Amelia’s passing,” Titus remarked with a sigh that relaxed his shoulders. He was on edge though. Every corner could be hiding a secret or every closed door could open to another disaster. He wasn’t naturally paranoid but in these cases... “Are you doing alright?”

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@gldcnsins​

Titus was more like a fly on the wall. He was careful to ensure Noah was alright given the announcement, but he couldn’t find it in himself to express honesty to him. He lingered up till he had to see for himself. “Are you doing alright?” he asked. “It’s our interest to make sure the students are doing alright during this hard time.”