Temperance II :: Lit|Future|Yuri|Het

[Jehui]

Jelena Taurus


Relena Saint Mantis


Raleigh Lynnette Der Malian


Karelineo Kuscherii

Malwyn Carmineo

Malwyn shook her head and laughed bitterly as she downed the shot.

"No, no, I'm pretty damn sure the question is what the hell am I going to do." She declared boldly as she pushed the glass away from her. "I already know what I want."

And just what the hell was that? Malwyn sighed as she drummed her fingers on the table. "I want her." She glanced over to Leena and sighed as she took in the brunette. "I want all of her. All of her smiles, all of her tears. I want her to be mine. Completely. Utterly."

The issue, as Malwyn was painfully rectifying, was the fact that she didn't have Terry in that way. Calling for another shot of "the same". She had no clue what she called for the first time. Just a thought that it was probably one of Terry's favourites: Malwyn didn't drink. Not usually anyways.

"So it's not a problem about what I want. It's a problem as to how the heck I'm going to get it." Malwyn took a sip, grimaced at the burn (how the hell does Terresha manage to choke these down?), then tipped the glass back to drain it. It was starting to occur to her that the whole "drowning your sorrows in alcohol" thing was more of Terresha's niche and not hers.

It was strange how the people who are close to you affected you.

"No, let me correct that. It's a question of if I have anything to get, and if not, what to do with myself then..." She placed the glass down carefully, her head dipping low. "The more times I hear her say these cruel things about herself... the more I start to worry that I can't do anything to help her anymore. And if that's the case then -- what the ******** am I really doing to myself?"

((Malwyn is a tad bit selfish me thinks....))

[Tempus_Glacia]

-Leena Corbik-

Leena made a thoughtful sound, taking her turn to drum her fingers against the bar. She really didn't have anything to say. She'd tossed the bait out before hand, given Malwyn everything she could to set the game in motion. Now it was up to her to come to Leena. The dark haired woman was just here to provide visual now. She still wasn't even facing Malwyn.

"I don't know what to tell you." she shrugged, flagging the bartender down and ordering. The mixed shot was brought to her, ranging in colors of red and orange. She observed it for a moment, then downed it and nodded for another after swallowing. "You're hurt, you have no one to turn to, don't know who you can and can't trust." she shrugged again, "Looks to me like you need to take a stand. Do something for yourself instead of worrying about what Terry would think, or what she'd want you to do. Because honestly? Looks to me like she doesn't care, or is she meeting you here later to carrying your by then drunk a** home?"

[Jehui]

Jelena Taurus


Relena Saint Mantis


Raleigh Lynnette Der Malian


Karelineo Kuscherii

Malwyn Carmineo

Take a stand for herself? When the hell hadn't she done that? Malwyn always, always did things her way.

"I don't dance on anyone's strings, Leena. Not on yours, or my parents', not the ******** Council, and certainly not Terresha Sikanda's strings. No one, Leena. No one." She was beyond frustrated now, ordering another drink and wasting no time to get into it.

"Terry does care." She spat. "She's also so incredibly thick headed sometimes that she could probably break a damn brick wall if she bashed her head against it." Malwyn was on a roll now. "I am not worried. I am most certainly not worried about her or what she thinks. If I ever worried about that in regards to anyone, I would of never chose Terresha in the first place."

She was an aristocrat's daughter after all, with a name that she couldn't actively live up to.

It was when she took another sip of her drink that Malwyn's anger filled rant came to a screeching halt. Would Terresha come for her when she was drunk?

"No, she won't be here." The words left her faster than she could even comprehend. "She doesn't even know I drink. I avoid alcohol." She managed to gain control over her suddenly churning stomach to finish off her glass, what definitely had to be her fifth or six or some strange number along those lines (she was sure she didn't reach the double digits yet. This was a strong drink and she was sure the bartender would cut her off by then). She was starting to feel the effects of it now: it wasn't water she had gulped down after all, and it wasn't weak either.

Despite the absurdity of the idea, she called for another glass. She had enough money on her anyways.

"Usually anyways. I only drink when she's away from me." That confirmed it. This wasn't the first, or the last time this would happen. "It...doesn't help anything, does it? She does this too when she's upset, and usually I have to drag her home. She never knew I do it too on occasion."

Malwyn sighed, the anger deflated, replaced by a crushing sense of dismay. She shifted her seat just a bit closer to Leena's, only because she felt quite alone and well... she didn't quite trust Leena. She didn't quite not trust her either. She had always been on the fence with her.

"We keep so many things from each other that sometimes Terresha feels more like a stranger than a lover."

[Tempus_Glacia]

-Leena Corbik-

The dark haired woman raised a hand at the barkeep and shook her head. "No, bring her one of what I'm having." she purred, the effect for the man behind the bar, not the woman beside her. Two more shots of the mixed colored substance were brought and each was placed in front of the woman it belonged to. "Its easier to take, smoother, has a better flavor, and does the same amount of damage to your sanity as well as your kidneys." she shrugged and down her shot, winking at the barkeep who nodded and went down a ways to another customer. "Its a Redheaded Slut, before you ask."

She sighed, but was still facing forward- even when Malwyn scooted just slightly closer. "Maybe that's the problem, maybe you're trying too hard to make her your lover. She's your partner, I'm aware, but partners don't have to be lovers, and maybe you're just trying too hard to force Terresha into something she doesn't really want or at the very least feel comfortable with." Lenna shrugged, "Who knows?"

[Jehui]

Jelena Taurus


Relena Saint Mantis


Raleigh Lynnette Der Malian


Karelineo Kuscherii

Malwyn Carmineo

Malwyn raised her gaze a little as she heard Leena's words. When the drink was set before her, she tried it with trepidation, and found it a lot easier to handle than her previous poison of choice.

"For the record, I am not a boozer." Age old pride flared at that as she gulped a good portion of her new drink down. It was all going to catch up with her sooner or later, and it wasn't going to be pretty. Why prolong the agony then?

The name of the drink, however, made a goofy grin pull at her lips, and it was then that it seemed the alcohol might of started to go to her head. Mal smiled, Mal smirked, but she never grinned. A giggle left her at that. Malwyn never usually giggled.

"Redheaded slut?" She echoed. "Why am I not surprised that you of all people know about this drink?" Malwyn shook her head. "I'm sorry Leena, I don't mean to offend, or maybe I do. I don't even know anymore," Mal sighed as she patted the woman on the arm. "But hey, let me buy the next round to make it up to you, okay?" With that, she turned to the bar keep and loudly called out for two more Redheadded Sluts to be placed on her tab, that childish grin plastered on her lips as the new drink was set before her.

Malwyn finished the old and tentatively sipped at the new one. It would probably be in her better health to slow down anyways. She could feel herself start to go loopy.

"You're right, Leena, who does know?" Malwyn fidgeted in her seat. "Terry does." She answered herself in a quiet voice. "Of course, knowing Terresha, she'd avoid answering me. She always avoids answering me, it makes me sick." Pausing to take a sip of her drink thoughtfully.

"We argue, and then the next thing I know we're waking up with the sun high in the sky, and we're bare as the day we're born. Fantastic sex, but nothing important can be discussed in the meantime." It's kind of hard when you spent the majority of the night moaning until your voice went hoarse. As funny as it was to think of that, it suddenly didn't seem so amusing anymore. "It's like everything we are is a game to her..." Malwyn hummed lowly as she took another sip, this time, her eyes landing on Leena, and traveling the course of the woman's body.

Mal knew Leena's reputation, no doubt, but now she was thinking.

"It's all a game for you too, isn't it Leena?" Placing her glass down, Malwyn turned to face Leena fully. "I am right, aren't I?" Her voice suggested she already had the answer she wanted to that question. "What is the fascination? Hmm? People like you using others like that... I never quite understood it. What the hell is it that makes you people tick? Is it the cardinal pleasure? Is it the fact that you can get them to bend to your will? Is it the ideal to have a night of bliss and then simply pretend it never happened?"

Malwyn turned around to finish the last of her drink. "Or is it nice not to be alone for once?" Like now. If she went home -- if she was even sober enough to find her way home, that was, she would be going to a cold and empty bed, and sit there and think about the idiot woman she so stupidly fell for and couldn't make her see it. "I don't like being alone." She admitted. "And Terresha's staying at the hotel tonight, meaning I will be alone, even though all I stated was that I needed a little time to think. No, she took it upon herself to get up and go."

A sharp crack alerted Malwyn, and she looked at her hand in shock as she watched the glass literally fall apart. Bright red caught her eye, as her hand stung, but she merely sat there staring at it.

"You know...I really don't want to be alone tonight..."

[Sythephire]

Jaq

Okay, things were getting just a tad out of hand. The larger teen gently pried her mouth from Tomi's as one hand traveled up the redhead's shirt to rub the girl's back in soothing circles. Once she'd done that Jaq rested her forehead against Tomi's. A soft sigh escaped her and she looked intently at the other girl.

"It's time for sleep Tomi. Let's worry about other stuff tomorrow, okay?" If she could just get the girl to let go, she'd be free for the night and able to get into her own bed. Anywhere as long as it wasn't leaving her with a temptation she couldn't fulfill.

[Tempus_Glacia]

-Alestia Languin-

-Leena Corbik-

Leena stopped to think about this. To honestly consider Malwyn's words. She had ignored the drink comment, but the questions? Those deserved honest thought. The woman pursed her lips for a moment, then downed her shot. The glass was then placed back on the bar and she shrugged her shoulders. "I do it because I can I guess. Because I went all through my school years unpartnered and unwanted. I wasn't good enough for them, wasn't pretty enough to draw eyes and attention. So while I sat back and watched everyone else get loved and partner up, I grew a a fairly vindictive nature." she smirked slowly and bowed her head a bit, "And when I got older, I grew into what seems to be an appealing body, and suddenly I was showered with all sorts of affection. Even those who snubbed me before had eyes for me, and with my vindictive nature in place, well...I'm sure you can guess the ending of the story."

The shattering glass caused Leena's head to finally turn. She stared at the bleeding wound, then sighed and stood up. She snagged a rag from behind the bar, approached Malwyn's side, uncurled her hand, then worked on removing the shards of glass before pressing the rag to the wound and wrapping it. "No one wants to be alone, Malwyn. Not really." she looked up into the other woman's face, her expression still collected, "But you don't have to be alone tonight." she leaned closer, close enough to kiss, but didn't try. "I'll sit here with you until you pass out cold, then I'll drag you to the medical wing." she then turned her head and focused on the wound.

-Vesper Diboriem-

-Miryo Ries-

-Satomi Luren-

Satomi sighed. It was obvious that this wasn't what Jaq wanted, even an inexperienced girl like Tomi could tell when there was a desire to be elsewhere. So, the redhead removed her hands from the older girl's skin and tucked them close to her body. "You don't have to stay with me, Jaq. I'll be fine now." Would she? Tomi really didn't know, but that's not what she wanted lingering in the air between herself and Jaq. She didn't want the older girl feeling obligated to stay when all Tomi wanted to do was touch her all over.

So she yawned and closed her eyes.

[Sythephire]

Jaq

A soft whoosh of air escaped Jaq and an uncharacteristic pout came to her lips. What she was about to do didn't make a whole lot of sense to her. "Tomi... I can stay if you want... but it's better if nothing happens, okay? If I stay all we'll do is sleep. Now... do you want me to stay?"

Never before had she offered to stay. The only one who ever had the luxury of having Jaq spend the entire night was her mother. It wouldn't really hurt her to stay, it would just keep her from doing anything else that night. Not like she had serious plans she would miss or anything. "I'm serious about this 'you shouldn't sleep with me' thing. If you want me to stay for more than one night then we just can't. I don't do relationships and I won't be guilted into one." If anything the girl was honest. She wasn't going to have something like the truth thrown in her face.

[Aidenzyx]

Shannon Hallard

The girl had a point and considering her ‘father’s’ sense of direction… Yeah, it’s a miracle that her parents haven’t gotten themselves shot for trespassing in some private property or something. Her mother knew her father’s sense of direction is as good is infamous to those with absolutely no sense of direction! That’s not really something to be proud off but her mother just takes it all in stride and manages to enjoy herself. Shannon was usually left shaking her head in disbelief whenever she heard stories from their youth.

“I suppose. But I am expecting to hear from them soon.” At least, she hoped she will hear from them. The spirits help her if those two managed to get themselves to some other part of the country or worst yet into another country! She was this close to attaching permanent tracking chips on those two… Seriously. She was looking forward to introducing Kamiko to her parents too. Sigh. Oh well, there are other chances.

“Still, it’s a good day. I got to meet your mother and your sisters.” Just thinking about little Chiyo and Aoi made Shannon grin. They were miniature Kamiko’s but their temperaments were on the opposite ends of the spectrum. “The Academy is going to be very lively when those two get here.”

Jules Allen

Oh Jules knew what it was like to interact with teenagers. She does not have any experience of actually mothering teenagers but she dealt with the lot every day, serving as their mentor and sometimes even their friend outside of class. The DV instructor was not really the first choice when it came to getting an advice on something but she tries.

She wondered what Relena meant about losing control. Jules was familiar with that as well. One moment you would think that everything was under your power and then the next everything goes to hell. Many times, Jules had watched carefully laid plans crumble before her very eyes and all because of a small misstep.

Once more, the faint hues of red colored her cheeks at the praise. She wondered if she really would make a good mother as she knew close to nothing about the subject and the only mother figure she had grown up with, well, is not really a good person to emulate. She was prepared to wait until Relena’s children got used to her, children must not be rushed no matter how much one wanted them to accept things. As for Relena having her more children, the image of a very pregnant woman popped in Jules mind. She nearly choked on the food she was chewing.

((Aiden apologizes for the lateness of the response. Bad weather, lack of sleep and a demanding boss makes for very little time to make one. *bows*))

[Jehui]

Jelena Taurus


Relena Saint Mantis

Relena chuckled at Jules, watching her closely. "Are you going to be okay?" She asked the choking woman until she was sure Jules was capable of breathing normally again. With that taken care off, Rel relaxed, mildly wondering what could of gotten that reaction. Was it the mention of her not minding more children?

"You know, I wonder if pregnancy would make my anger more pronounced when I show it." She chuckled in amusement. "Biological, or adopting more though, I'd love them all equally. The blood ties mean little to me, its the children themselves that matter." She fell silent then, eating her food with slow, calculated chews.

Relena could read into Jules curiosity, and she smiled a simple, soft and demure smile at the woman, as she ran a finger along her own collar bone again in thought.

"Even I lose control sometimes. Let's just say, Julianne," that name seemed so foreign these days, and as soon as it left her mouth, Relena was silently hoping it didn't put Jules off, "that I pride myself a bit too much for being a collected woman. On that day, I was anything but, and it took Raleigh of all people to get me to stop." Relena looked at her hand idly before wiggling the fingers.

"Luckily, no one was seriously hurt, and we've had very little incident since then." Knowing that this would cause more confusion she decided to flesh things out. "One of our routine trips to the hospital for Raleigh. One of the staff got on their high horse and did something that was completely unnecessary had they simply read her charts instead of assuming the worst when Ray acted out. When Aiden informed me and got me over there, I... snapped."

Relena shrugged. "It even surprised me. I'm not one to react like that, but the staff seriously screwed up. Ray was only nine at the time, we were just starting to see some progress and then their stupid stunt shakes her up so badly that everything we worked on had to be abandoned just so that we could get her back to that point again."

((Aw, that's okay, Aiden. I hope it all works out.))


Raleigh Lynnette Der Malian


Karelineo Kuscherii

Malwyn Carmineo

"Well everyone's a royal douche bag when they're in school. Welcome to the world, love." Malwyn was breathing harshly now, almost angrily as she watched her hand being cleaned from the glass. She made no move to deal with the wound herself, merely watched.

"Until I pass out cold?" How kind of her, but Malwyn didn't care all that much for the gesture. At the end she would be too stoned to call Terresha, meaning the blond probably wasn't going to call her. All in all, whether it'd be this morning, or this night, she would still be dragging herself back into a cold, empty apartment.

All she wanted were those comforting arms, a decent night's sleep, and her bed nice and warm.

"I hate hospitals." Malwyn groused lightly, watching the rag turn pink. "And that still leaves me alone. Even worse, it leaves me there for the stupid nurses to ask me stupid questions they have no right to know and I have no patience to explain." Malwyn sighed. "I'd rather swallow poison."

Closing her eyes, she could still feel Leena hovering ever so closely. The woman frowned, but tipped her head up, lips almost against hers. Common sense returned then, and she stopped where she was.

"If you're going to do me any favours, take me home." She whispered. "I'd rather drown in my misery where no one else can see me being so pathetic. Whether you stay for a while, or go off on your own business is your own affair."

[Tempus_Glacia]

-Leena Corbik-

The ravenette rolled her eyes. Honestly, the self pity bit was getting old, but she knew Malwyn had a right to b***h. She was right, Leena had set the pace of this game after all, but that didn't make her any more fun to listen to over and over again.

Regardless, Leena nodded and stepped back. She made a gesture then helped the other woman to her feet. She threw an arm over her shoulders, called a thanks to the barkeep, then guided Malwyn out the door and towards her apartment. "I think dropping you off would be best. After all, you're quite aware of my reputation and I think it best that I don't start any false rumors. Would do neither of us any good." she sighed, "We'll just both have to endure empty bed tonight, I'm afraid."

[Jehui]

Jelena Taurus


Relena Saint Mantis


Raleigh Lynnette Der Malian


Karelineo Kuscherii

Malwyn Carmineo

The short journey home was bearable. The thought of being in the apartment by herself, however, wasn't. It smelled like Terresha. There were still many of her clothes. The way they decided to decorate was based on both of their preferences. In short, everything about home reminded her of the precious blond she didn't seem to possess as much as she thought she did.

A night by herself was manageable. Being surrounded by constant reminders that Terresha was here, but not willing to be with her, wasn't so.

Fumbling for her keys, she struggled to unlock the door when she found them. That was when Leena tried to make her get away. Malwyn was torn then. She was going to be left by herself once more. At first it would be Terresha's fault, but at this current moment, Malwyn felt her nightlong loneliness would be her own fault if she didn't do something.

Desperation made her decision before she did, and she tugged harshly on Leena's arm, drawing her closer, and pressing a harsh kiss to Leena's lips. It was demanding, rough, possessive. In the back of her mind, Malwyn made herself think of Terry as she did this, before pulling away for some much needed air.

"The rumors can rot." Her slurring was hardly even noticeable. Not that it mattered. She was aware of what she was doing, even if she chose to deny it later. "I already told you I don't want to be alone." This was stupid, and she knew it, but right now, she was craving attention and affection, and perhaps Leena was willing to give both to her. Opening the door behind her, she kissed Leena again, this time softly, as her hands rested upon Leena's hips.

"What do I have to do to get you to stay with me?"

[Tempus_Glacia]

-Leena Corbik-

Leena had done her job. She had escorted Malwyn back to her room and was content to leave her there. She said her good nights, then turned away with every intention of going to her own room for the night. A hand grasping her arm, then turnung her around, however, stopped her head in her tracks. And a moment later there were a pair of lips against Leena's own.

Victory. And oh was it sweet.

The first kiss was not returned. The dark haired woman merely allowed it to happen, giving Malwyn the lead in this encounter. The second kiss, however, she returned. It had started soft and slow, but with an easy tip of the head, Leena deepened the gesture of affection, humming in delight when Malwyn's hands found her hips.

"Just say the word," she husked, eyes half lidded, "And I'll stay..."

[Jehui]

Jelena Taurus

Relena Saint Mantis

Raleigh Lynnette Der Malian

Karelineo Kuscherii

Malwyn Carmineo

What the hell was she thinking? And did it even matter?

No, because one she wouldn't be alone and two, even if it was for a little while she could convince herself that everything was perfect. You had to know how to lie a little to yourself at times, and all Malwyn could focus on at the moment were thoughts of instant gratification.

Instead of answering, Malwyn initiated another kiss, taking Leena's mouth as her own. Her tongue plunged deep, caressing every inch of her. Perhaps as a small prelude of just what Mal could do to the woman later.

Without breaking the kiss, she pulled Leena back into her apartment, shutting the door, and pressing the woman she captured against it. Malwyn pressed her body close to the other's as she locked her door. In the back of her mind it occurred to her that Leena was far too tall: she had always been taller than Terresha, but she purged that thought from her mind as she broke the heated kiss to lay an assault along Leena's jaw, one of her hands brushed against the other's taut stomach.

She didn't taste like Terry, and she most definitely did not kiss like her. Their skin was different too: Terreha's had odd scars and that tattoo that Malwyn always curiously traced with her fingertips, despite having one of her own on her side. Leena's skin seemed absolutely flawless.

Malwyn would absolutely gawk in jealousy had she not been preoccupied. All of these two weeks were spent with growing frustration as she bottled it, and now it was all bubbling to the surface. She thought guiltily of how Terry had seemingly wanted to have an honest talk to her, but damnit, Malwyn was sure that either her rage would of ruined it, or her desire. It didn't matter now. For tonight she would simply try to pretend that Leena was her precious blond.

"I'm asking you to stay tonight..." she replied, utterly bemused, "in case you needed that confirmed verbally." Malwyn laid another kiss along Leena's neck as her hand traveled further up to cup her chest. "Please?" She murmured, teasing the other with delicate fingers. "I need this. It has been far too long."

[Coleyoly]

Torrin Berne

She was absolutely relenting to the gentle pushes and pulls Zakuro applied against her. Torrin was absolutely willing to let the woman have her space, to let her think about what she was going to say. Even though there was always that intense desire to lay her out and eat her up like a lunch platter… Her ears suddenly turned scarlet, her eyes widening slightly. That was going to be a hard feeling to shake off. Not that she wanted to, but she needed to at least subdue it or else…

Green eyes looked upward, quietly asking Jasmine for resistance to her less than pure desires… But why would she bother asking Jasmine? She set time out during the day to lay her woman out!

She was thinking about which god to ask for help when Zakuro finally, finally admitted to her-!

“Yes!” It was hushed, but Torrin was in absolute agreement. Anything, any step forward was preferred to none at all. “I mean…” Her ears got impossibly redder. “I’d really like that… Too.”


Freya Ahlberg

Upon being picked up by Jelena Leanne immediately latched onto one of her new mommies and lay her head to rest on the woman’s shoulder. Pretty black eyes peered up at her, innocent and rounded with childhood as Leanne offered snowmen and a really, really big doggy. “I wanna-“ She started, and then she sat up a bit straighter. “I wanna make snowman.” Her expression was just too cute, full of adoration. Although, the snowman would probably have to wait for the morning.

Freya carried Chloe against her hip into the restaurant, speaking briefly with the waitress to get them a table with two booster seats and enough for the five adults. After being taken to a seven-person table, Freya situated Leanne into her chair, smiling softly.

Dinner was an extremely pleasant affair, everyone ordering what they wanted, playing with the children and teasing the younger potentials. Some families at other tables admired them quietly, although unknowing to the dynamic of such an unusual family.

Three mommies, three adopted children, and an apprentice so integrated she might as well be one of them.

At the end of the meal Freya cleared her throat. “Well ladies, the adoption papers for Leanne and Chloe come through tomorrow. The only thing they need is a new last name.” And therein lies the problem. Three mommies, whose name do they get?


Lindsey McNeil

She smiled, bobbing her head once in acceptance for Ali’s declaration. Lindsey never expected to be ‘sloppy seconds’, but was just saying in partial joke. Partially because there was always that small possibility that it could happen.

The reassurance was nice though.

Lindsey turned about in her spot, heading directly for the punch bowl and filling up a cup. She took a good drink of it and smiled at Ali. “You can be sweet when you want to be.” The redhead teased. Ali had a reputation for being rough and tough.

Her mild affection for Lindsey’s dignity was endearing.


Kamiko Hamasaki

“I can’t wait to meet them,” Kamiko murmured shyly and laced their fingers together again. The soothing power of connection continued between them, making this nice and dream-like in the room. “I’d like some warning though, so I can make sure I’m ready.” Otherwise she may die from bashfulness.

“…” Her sisters in the school was not something she really wanted to think about. Maybe by the time they turned thirteen Chiyo and Aoi will have mellowed out a bit? Kamiko let out a soft sound indicating her indecisiveness on how she felt about the situation. She stared at a lock of Shannon’s hair, distracting herself a bit. “Anou… Should I help you into your jammas, onee-chan?”


Dallas Van Laar

The next morning she was summoned to the entry hall before breakfast, to meet the police at the front doors. Dallas came quietly with a blank face, reserved expressions of smiles and fondness reserved for Brie and the cuddly moments they spent together the night before. Two officers informed her that her brother and her father were found dead in their cells with shadows locked in with them.

Dallas’ only response was a single bob of the head, and the two of them took her into custody for questioning. Her morning was spent staring blankly at the table in the interrogation room, eyes glazed and retreated into her mind. Where was she last night? At the school, with Brieanne in their dorm room. Did she know who the Harbringers were? No, she wasn’t familiar with the name. She could be a fairly powerful summoner. Could her summon possibly have rounded up the two shadows? It was possible, but it would be hard to do. Did she hate her father and her brother, due to the abuse? Yes, she hated them quite a bit. Did she kill them? No, but she couldn’t say she was sad they were dead. Did she hire someone to kill them? All of the money they had, Dallas didn’t get any of it. How could she afford to hire a hit?

They were letting her sit to stew, positive that she’d crack with something, SOMETHING later in the day. Dallas had to be there anyway, in regards to her abuse case. If anyone asked they were just giving the potential some privacy from the press and the pitying stares.

Darry just stared at the table, quiet and unmoving.

She wanted Brie.


Iliya Zlatkov

Because she was pregnant Iliya and Remy were removed from active duty for the time being. They were actually transferred to the department involving assisting the police in investigations involving potentials, and were immediately given Dallas’ case. Iliya read over the report in the car, sadly flipping through the small report on Darry’s history. No hospital visits to prove long-term injury, but there was some intensive breakage in her bones from the X-rays that suggested abuse from a long time ago.

Allen and Tyrone Van Laar died that morning in their cells. Darry was currently in there for questioning. Iliya closed the manila folder, watching the scenery up the drive of the Van Laar’s home. Although the men of the family were rich enough, Dallas wasn’t given any allowance. The blue-eyed woman slipped from the car Remy drove, her face shadowed with sadness and empathy.

Upon going through the house there was little visible evidence of the abuse, although Dallas’ room was in the basement in an out-of-the-way corner. The looked from the attic to the basement, an area they were going through right now. Iliya ran her hand along the walls, her blue eyes intensive with thought. Together with Remy they discovered the structure didn’t match up- there was no entry to where a room ought to be according to the blueprints.

Iliya found the switch that opened the door, revealing the largest and most heart-breaking evidence they could ever find; a room full of videos, belts, and bloodstains on the floor. The video’s content ranged from physical abuse, screaming sessions, and the most horrifying being the sexual progression. There was a computer in there with hundreds of pictures of Dallas with potentials at the school, ones the girls had taken with their cell phones and sent to the requested number.

Horrified and heart broken, Iliya leaned against the wall outside the room, tears slipping between her fingers as she cupped her face. “Gods…”