There was no words to describe how relieved he felt. Scar ran a hand through his inky locks as he breathed a sigh of relief. There were a lot of things Scar could handle. He was strong thanks to his horrible parents. When you live in a house where no one will stand up for you, you learn to stand up for yourself. Scar had no problem with his father’s need to tear him down…or his desire to beat him down, but things changed when his younger siblings showed up. Scar should’ve known the moment he saw some new girl with his father that something was up. He hadn’t thought the man would dare have anymore kids. However, the more he thought about it the more it made sense. Scar and his older brother were growing up and that meant they’d eventually leave. What would their big, bad, father do then? Beat on his newest wife? Well it’d only be a matter of time before that started happening, since he beat the old one into her grave, but he’d need something else. If he only focused on his newest honey she’d be with the other one in the cold, hard, ground. That’s where the youngest Dalens came in. His father was overjoyed when his wife had first gotten pregnant and was just a jovial the next time it happened. It just meant there was some more punching bags for him to play with. Scar would never admit it but he loved the kids. They often looked up to Scar. This shouldn’t have been a surprise since he was their older brother, but even as they grew they didn’t judge him like the rest of the family. He worked to be worthy of their admiration though. Often Scar would step between their father and which ever kid he was trying to beat on. Especially if it was Vitani. She was a little girl and seemed to need the most protection. Every time Scar would crawl away battered and bruised he knew it was worth it. He would be there for the kids the way his brother was never there for him.
Of course that stopped when Scar left. He didn’t have to assume that their father turned his angry eyes toward the youngest Dalens. He knew he had. Scar couldn’t handle the idea that his siblings were being abused, they were the only ones beside himself that he truly cared for, but there wasn’t much he could do. As the years went by Scar busied himself with his work at Citricos and seeing just how well he could mess with his patients and colleagues. When Vitani showed up today he half expected her to attack him. How could she not be angry that he left her to fend for herself? Scar was angry at his older brother for that very thing. But Scar knew Vitani was a much better person than he could ever be. She did have a bit of an attitude and could be pretty vicious when she wanted but deep down he knew she was just a girl of circumstance. Scar had been like that at one point. His angry looks and hurtful words were just acting, but as he grew being a monster became second nature. Even monsters have a weakness and his younger siblings were his. Scar wouldn’t let anyone in here hurt Vitani. Which is why he was elated and surprised when Alek offered to keep an eye on Vitani. He was closer then an acquaintance with Alek but he wasn’t sure if they were friends. To be fair, Scar hadn’t had a real friend in years since he viewed everyone as his own personal play things. In fact, he was pretty sure he couldn’t form any sort of personal connection with anyone friend or foe. Scar just didn’t like talking about himself or his past and being a monster to people was so much easier if you didn’t know their story either.
But he did know their stories. He knew about Alek, Georgia, Avery and the rest. He had access to their files and being a therapist made people feel like they could talk to you. He also had information on the staff. That should come as no surprise, considering he was sleeping with most of them or was on good terms with a few in the loop little birdies. Surprisingly, it seemed that knowing about their pasts had no effect on him. Scar had always been worried that deep down he was still a good person which was why he’d never wanted to get to know any of his toys, however knowing their stories just seemed to make it easier to torment them. Still just because he knew their stories didn’t mean they’d ever know his. Scar was a master of misdirection. Many people, even his treasured Tai, had asked about his past yet they never got the same answer. Scar never tried to hide the fact he was lying about his past he just didn’t feel it was necessary anyone knew it. The only people that deserved to know were the ones that lived it with him. How funny it must seem that he was a therapist yet he wouldn’t talk about his own past. He chuckled a bit as he dragged himself out of his thoughts. Alek had been talking to him, had he not, so it was about time Scar answered him.
“I would appreciate it if you’d keep an eye on her. If she sees you hanging around her it’d be more natural than me tailing after her.” He admitted with a laugh.
“Of course I’m serious. I would never lie.” The corners of his lips curled up in a mischievous smile. Both of them knew Scar lied, hell, everyone probably knew he lied.
“Hopefully they will, I’d rather Vitani be her friend than her snack.” He paused.
“If they do become friends this whole place will never have a dull moment and we’re already in short supply of those.” He spoke the truth. Cordelia, though he had limited contact with her, was a handful just like Vitani. As Alek turned his attention to Georgia, Scar focused on Tai. He wanted to go over and comfort Tai, if only so he could play the caring friend for a few minutes, but that chance had disappeared as Tai talked with Sooh. Scar, like always, had another reason to want to go talk to Tai. It would look just lovely if he acted like he cared at all for Tai, but he also wanted a chance to ask if Tai was free tonight. Under the premise of getting dinner together, Scar had planned on getting Tai to himself, just for a bit. He hadn’t forgotten the way he acted earlier and how adorably awkward it was. Just thinking about it made Scar want to tackle Tai right there in front of the whole room. God knows these people could do with a good show. Everyone in the room seemed to be fuming or agitated. What a bummer.
Scar looked at Alek, then at Georgia’s retreating form, and grinned.
“Who knows? I mean, this whole room looks like they need to lighten up.” He rolled his eyes. Scar’s eyes suddenly went wide as he felt a small frame plop onto his lap. It was his beloved sister! Scar wrapped his arms around her giving her a slight hug before letting them fall away. He looked to his other side to see Cordelia. She was a very pretty young lady, it was such a shame she only liked eating people the most awful, literal, way, otherwise they could probably have had some fun. Scar realized at that thought that he was probably a lot more messed up than he originally thought. Oh well. She was a cannibal, big deal, Scar had dealt with far worse in his lifetime. Besides she was obviously controlling herself right now. He flashed her a smile.
“It’s good to see my sister has made a friend already.” He hadn’t had to ask if they were friends since they were currently near each other. Scar knew Vitani wouldn’t put up with people she didn’t like. He could understand that. His ears perked up at the sound of an all too familiar voice. He was surprised Chang had come over. Alek was right there and after what had happened he figured Chang would still be fuming. As Chang made some comment about Vitani sitting on the other side of the room Scar scoffed. Really? He was going to pull that right now.
‘Sick him Alek! Sick him!’ He thought with a smirk. Luckily Scar didn’t even have to open his mouth as Vitani defended her right to stay where she was. Things became even more interesting as Reina showed up and stuck up for the siblings. Something was going on here. Reina never stuck up for anything relating to Scar. Ever. Sure, she wanted in his pants, but on the surface she always acted like she despised him. That’s what made tormenting her so much fun. Scar contemplated why Reina was being nice and missed that Chang had given up and wandered off.
“Alas we’re just roommates...though she'd like more.” Scar replied as he was pulled back to the conversation at hand. He smirked at Reina’s comment.
“Can’t you see she gets her looks from me? Being absolutely gorgeous runs in the family.” He winked at Reina.
His eyes followed Reina’s to a platinum blonde that just walked in. Even from the other side of the room she reeked of stuck up witch. Scar was instantly intrigued. She was new, but everything about her screamed that she wasn’t staying, she had to be the chairwoman. Scar began to hold a little debate in his head. Should he or shouldn’t he try to sleep with her before her stay ends? On one hand trying to get her into bed and doing horrible, mentally degrading, things to her would be a blast. On the other hand she could get him fired. He’d have to think about this one. But that would be later, right now his eyes scanned the room, stopping on a familiar male. Avery. He had come into the room at some point, but with the growing group around Scar his entrance was overlooked. This little toy was interesting. He was off his rocker crazy but that’s what made him so enjoyable. Avery enjoyed their rough playtime and Scar had to admit he felt the same. The best part about it was Scar could go to Avery any time since he didn’t share a room with anyone. He had been in solitary for a long time. Unfortunately Scar heard that would be changing, from today onward Avery would be in a regular room and with a roommate too. Such a shame. This wouldn’t stop Scar. Nothing did. He always got what he wanted even if they’d have to have their playtime in front of Avery’s new roommate. Scar wouldn’t mind, his body was a work of art to be shared with all. He grinned at Avery signaling he had seen him which was more than most people got. He didn’t think the young man would join the growing group. Truthfully he didn’t care.
[[ OOC :: Clothes in bottom picture ~ ]]