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bakerstreet2016-06-16 06:19 pm
baitings) wrote in bakerstreet2016-06-16 06:19 pm
The longer that Richie stayed a culebra, the more Seth didn't recognize his brother. Not even the vampire responsible for changing him trusted the monster he became. Venturing to the east coast had originally been an attempt to kill two birds with one stone; a heist to fund an endeavor at curing the youngest Gecko.
Hemlock Grove wasn't what Seth expected through the backdoor information he obtained. Neither was Destiny. Originally, he was tipped off about The White Tower but the place looked like some kind of government location that he wanted no part of. While in town, someone he was referred to the town psychic who apparently had experience with... the unusual.
Seth was no stranger to using a little charm when he needed something but Destiny gave as good as she got. There was chemistry between them in what should've been harmless flirting. It wasn't out of the ordinary to end up in bed when he hit it off so well with a woman but he tried to refrain when there was business to be had between them. Especially after his ex-wife. Destiny was different.
More than her ability to predict things, she took what seemed like an honest concern in what Seth was getting himself into. He refused to let go of his little brother and found himself at death's door by a trio of bloodsuckers sent on Richie's behalf to stop his older brother from impeding his plans in the south.
It was a miracle (known as Destiny) that Seth didn't succumb to his wounds and die from the unexpected melee with the goons sent to his hotel room in town. He had showed up at her door with a trail of blood on his heels. Going to a hospital chanced the truth coming out that the Gecko brothers weren't dead. Well, at least one wasn't. Destiny was his only option.
That was six months ago. Six weeks had been the recovery time to heal from his wounds. Three months of getting on his feet to earn back what had been taken from him by Richie's goons. The last three months, Seth spent assimilating into Destiny's world rather than going off on his own.
Every time he contemplated leaving, there were reasons to stay that kept him where he was. The sun was about to rise but he'd yet to fall asleep. It wasn't just the score he had made. More was on his mind. Seth had gotten in late from a job and laid in bed, watching Destiny sleep before leaning in and attempting to wake her with a kiss.
Hemlock Grove wasn't what Seth expected through the backdoor information he obtained. Neither was Destiny. Originally, he was tipped off about The White Tower but the place looked like some kind of government location that he wanted no part of. While in town, someone he was referred to the town psychic who apparently had experience with... the unusual.
Seth was no stranger to using a little charm when he needed something but Destiny gave as good as she got. There was chemistry between them in what should've been harmless flirting. It wasn't out of the ordinary to end up in bed when he hit it off so well with a woman but he tried to refrain when there was business to be had between them. Especially after his ex-wife. Destiny was different.
More than her ability to predict things, she took what seemed like an honest concern in what Seth was getting himself into. He refused to let go of his little brother and found himself at death's door by a trio of bloodsuckers sent on Richie's behalf to stop his older brother from impeding his plans in the south.
It was a miracle (known as Destiny) that Seth didn't succumb to his wounds and die from the unexpected melee with the goons sent to his hotel room in town. He had showed up at her door with a trail of blood on his heels. Going to a hospital chanced the truth coming out that the Gecko brothers weren't dead. Well, at least one wasn't. Destiny was his only option.
That was six months ago. Six weeks had been the recovery time to heal from his wounds. Three months of getting on his feet to earn back what had been taken from him by Richie's goons. The last three months, Seth spent assimilating into Destiny's world rather than going off on his own.
Every time he contemplated leaving, there were reasons to stay that kept him where he was. The sun was about to rise but he'd yet to fall asleep. It wasn't just the score he had made. More was on his mind. Seth had gotten in late from a job and laid in bed, watching Destiny sleep before leaning in and attempting to wake her with a kiss.
[How about 25 as deep cover thing where something's gone wrong? Someone was supposed to have made contact by now, etc, and their fake life is becoming awkwardly real.]
I hope this is okay, I can edit if you want me to change anything just lmk!
natalia_vdova
- 2016-06-18 14:14 (UTC) - Expand[Willing to take other spies in crosscanon, nobody under 30 preferred.]
She woke with a start, one hand moved automatically for the gun under her pillow...but it wasn't there. Panic rose in her and eventually was overridden by the pain that lanced up her side. She folded, hand tightening over the bandages that wrapped her middle.
It came back to her in a vivid flash, explosion, gunfire and being raked with searing heat and force. She'd caught a spray of bullets along her left side which she had, evidently from the pain she now felt, survived. Fiona looked down and examined the bandages, soft color could be seen under the top layers, whatever bleeding was happening had mostly stopped. That was a good sign. The raging case of dry mouth and thudding headache were sure signs that she'd been given some sort of painkiller which means she'd slept for possibly a long time.
That was closer than she'd been to not making it out before, she swung shaking feet out of the bed she was in an attempt to stand. She wasn't in a hospital but she didn't recognize the place either. Where was she? Who had helped her? What had happened? She remember Sam and Michael being there. KNew they'd sent Sam ahead to get the car and she recalled pushing Michael ahead of her but... had he made it? Was she being held somewhere to be used against him?
She needed to know and her cotton filled dizzy head wasn't helping matters. With a tremulous grip on the headboard she pulled herself to unsteady feet and tried to take a stumbling step forward. She needed answers and she wasn't going to find them in that bed. Whatever the hell had happened, this needed to be the end, she couldn't do this to herself or anyone else again.
It came back to her in a vivid flash, explosion, gunfire and being raked with searing heat and force. She'd caught a spray of bullets along her left side which she had, evidently from the pain she now felt, survived. Fiona looked down and examined the bandages, soft color could be seen under the top layers, whatever bleeding was happening had mostly stopped. That was a good sign. The raging case of dry mouth and thudding headache were sure signs that she'd been given some sort of painkiller which means she'd slept for possibly a long time.
That was closer than she'd been to not making it out before, she swung shaking feet out of the bed she was in an attempt to stand. She wasn't in a hospital but she didn't recognize the place either. Where was she? Who had helped her? What had happened? She remember Sam and Michael being there. KNew they'd sent Sam ahead to get the car and she recalled pushing Michael ahead of her but... had he made it? Was she being held somewhere to be used against him?
She needed to know and her cotton filled dizzy head wasn't helping matters. With a tremulous grip on the headboard she pulled herself to unsteady feet and tried to take a stumbling step forward. She needed answers and she wasn't going to find them in that bed. Whatever the hell had happened, this needed to be the end, she couldn't do this to herself or anyone else again.
"I swear if you don't stop staring out the window I'll throw you out of it." A year ago if anyone had told her she'd be the more relaxed of the two she would have punched them in the face. Though to be fair that was her response about everything. But now, after getting the hell out of the whole program, finding out just who they were to each other and having to depend on each other to get a new life set up she was finding it irritating to be reminded of their past.
Carolina couldn't let go, maybe it was harder for her because everything had actually been her life and for Tex it had just been a second chance at someone else's. But she was trying at least. Losing York hadn't made things easier, losing Church was the same. So who did they have now? Each other and that was it. Can't mourn teammates, friends and lovers forever.
Maybe Carolina could...hell even the DNA in this family held grudges. Having the two of them, specifically these to living together, eeking out some sort of living while they worked on a plan to get the hell out of any area the program could reach, was a time bomb. It was threatening to blow with Carolina being so on edge all the time. The apartment had no room to spare for her paranoia.
Carolina couldn't let go, maybe it was harder for her because everything had actually been her life and for Tex it had just been a second chance at someone else's. But she was trying at least. Losing York hadn't made things easier, losing Church was the same. So who did they have now? Each other and that was it. Can't mourn teammates, friends and lovers forever.
Maybe Carolina could...hell even the DNA in this family held grudges. Having the two of them, specifically these to living together, eeking out some sort of living while they worked on a plan to get the hell out of any area the program could reach, was a time bomb. It was threatening to blow with Carolina being so on edge all the time. The apartment had no room to spare for her paranoia.
"North?"
The voice was soft, not exactly in his ear but more echoing through his head in that way that might indicate wanting to wake someone and not wanting to at the same time. There was a prodding, a gentle nudge on his mind that quickly retreated.
Theta had been awake while North slept, as always. And he had been running scenarios, as always. He practiced so he could be good! He wanted to be the best AI possible and make North proud of him. Normally he practiced the dome forefield and ways to calibrate and employ it beyond standard usage. Or maybe something fun like his skateboard or the fireworks he was perfecting.
Tonight it had been their advancement and the program. Theta had been projecting things out based on the current direction and uncounted other factors. What he came to realize terrified him. This was all going to end badly. Too many clashes of personality and force, too many vying for power and control and too much instability for things to not fall radically apart.
They were all going to die... and he was the only one who knew.
The voice was soft, not exactly in his ear but more echoing through his head in that way that might indicate wanting to wake someone and not wanting to at the same time. There was a prodding, a gentle nudge on his mind that quickly retreated.
Theta had been awake while North slept, as always. And he had been running scenarios, as always. He practiced so he could be good! He wanted to be the best AI possible and make North proud of him. Normally he practiced the dome forefield and ways to calibrate and employ it beyond standard usage. Or maybe something fun like his skateboard or the fireworks he was perfecting.
Tonight it had been their advancement and the program. Theta had been projecting things out based on the current direction and uncounted other factors. What he came to realize terrified him. This was all going to end badly. Too many clashes of personality and force, too many vying for power and control and too much instability for things to not fall radically apart.
They were all going to die... and he was the only one who knew.
Vanessa Kimball | Red vs Blue | OTA canonmates, F/M crosscanon
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