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POSTED ON Oct 19, 2023 22:16:03 GMT

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she blamed work. with things ramping up in hoenn, there was more work to do more than ever, especially now that paxton concordas had abandoned her to work for the council. callie was lost without him to lead her at the precinct, which made her feel even lonelier knowing that she was practically alone. MATIAS SILPH was busy these days... doing whatever the fuck that elite four did. same with Eva Morales . and then paxton concordas seemed to have his hands full with dahlia goode and PENELOPE LIVY .

[break][break] it made callie wonder if she should've followed him out too — maybe her skills would've been better utilized protecting the council than it was guarding lilycove's finest.

[break][break] but halloween was one of her favorite holidays — and she was glad for the reprieve when it prsented itself. callie found herself at one of slateport lower district's midnight parties before the holiday itself, reminded of the days in goldenrod that she'd spent it with @sole and Alexandra Briarwood .

[break][break] looking at all the slutty costumes everyone wore, callie used this one time of the night to laugh at them with irony. by the end of the night, she was too drunk on margaritas to really care, but she enjoyed playing 'who's the biggest slut' with blue murtagh , who she had somehow dragged to this event. callie wore a tight-fitting shiny midnight lycanroc attire — a crop-top that exposed her midriff a fluffy tail and ears exposed. it was the one of the time of year she could look stupid enough to not give a shit, and the one time of the year that she really put effort into her make-up too.

[break][break] "oh look, blue, there's another one." she snickered, leaning into her friend, arms brushing against hers. she pointed a manicured finger. "slutty kyle lopez , or slutty dahlia goode ?" who thought dressing up as real people were ever a good idea?

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POSTED ON Nov 10, 2023 19:35:45 GMT

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It's obviously not work that prevents Blue from hanging out with Callie all that often lately. But it is convenient and easy to let that be the excuse for her sparseness. Because Callie doesn't need to know that she left Fortree PD months ago to work more closely under THEO BECKETT.[break][break]
That her world shifted and changed entirely because of that stupid, rusty sword earlier that summer.[break][break]
That she left. That she's hiding.[break][break]
From Rocket. From Theo. From the consequences of her violence, and the consequences of her abandonment. From the world itself.[break][break]
It's a bad idea, but she can't bring herself to say no to Callie this time. Guilt writhes in her stomach like an angry seviper, but she lets her old, dear friend drag her out on a rare alignment of their schedules.[break][break]
There's no Shinra Moro to hide behind. And her mask of normalcy has always been a bit shit, but she dons it anyway, along with the fluffy poochyena ears and tail over black skinny jeans a dark grey tank top that hides under her black leather jacket.[break][break]
Too much. It's loud and crowded and overwhelming. There's too many eyes at this party. None of them are watching her, but all of them are watching her.[break][break]
But she's there for Callie. And she plays her part.[break][break]
A low laugh bubbles in her throat. "That's some next level parasocial shit." The rim of her plastic beer cup hides the tentative, upward curve of her mouth. She's not drunk enough. She should be more drunk.

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[attr="class","postbody"]callie is oblivious to the things going on in blue's head. she always is. it isn't like blue murtagh tells her about it, so she has no choice but to assume the best of her.

[break][break] "fucking lame," callie laughs alongside her friend, lips twisted into a grin as she takes another swig of her drink. it's some bad, shitty alcohol with shittily mixed ingredients.

[break][break] callie is drunk enough. she's too drunk.

[break][break] "i can't believe people are stupid enough to dress up like this in public. imagine if someone took a picture of them."

[break][break] slutty kyle lopez leaves slutty dahlia goode for someone who looks suspiciously like a poor imitation of Eva Morales.

[break][break] "slutty dahlia goode is definitely worse," she says after a moment. "what about you? which one do you think's the worst?"

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POSTED ON Mar 3, 2024 23:04:19 GMT

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There’s a degree of guilt she feels in not being open with Callie. Because Callie is so kind to her, and it reminds Blue of when they were kids and things were less complicated. But if she did tell Callie, that would all change, wouldn’t it?[break][break]
And Blue is terrified of what that might look like.[break][break]
A part of her considers stealing Callie’s cup when Blue drains the rest of hers. Briefly, her vision spins before it resettles on the party moving around them.[break][break]
“Just a little bit,” she echoes, grin turning sloppy, “just a lot.”[break][break]
She shakes her head and the false ears on her head flop down. A hand flies up to push them back in place. “Wouldn’t catch me doing it,” she scoffs while her eyes scan the room, looking for another drink stand. “This could cause so much drama if they got mistaken for the actual person.”[break][break]
Well, she thinks that would happen.[break][break]
“Er, I don’t really know,” she admits awkwardly, “I don’t really know popular people.” Not personally. Not even at a distance, really. She lives under a rock. Which is probably weird for someone who’s meant to be a normal, every day citizen.

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POSTED ON Jul 11, 2024 15:48:53 GMT

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[attr="class","postbody"] blue smiles at her and her alcohol-addled brain short-circuits. her smile is so pretty and blue is so pretty and she can't help herself from the way that she leans against her every now and then, nudging her gently as the both of them cackle over all the stupid people around them.

[break][break] callie doesn't consider herself a touchy person, not really, but it's hard when the shitty beer she's holding is starting to do more of the thinking.

[break][break] "yeah," she says, lips curving into a sloppy smile. "but wouldn't it be funny?"

[break][break] she sees what she thinks is a slutty MATIAS SILPH walk by, and she can't help but burst into laughter again. she tries to imagine what calla mccoy would do if the hashtag #SLUTTYSILPH went trending.

[break][break] "well," she said, eyes twinkling. "you know me."

[break][break] "though," the officer said, slurring a bit as she leaned against her friend. "i don't know if i'm what you'd call popular." she chuckled. "i'm pretty sure i have a few enemies at the precinct."

[break][break] "not that anyone would tell me. pax would beat their ass."

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POSTED ON Jul 11, 2024 20:00:00 GMT

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Oblivious to Callie’s thoughts, and the way her smile twists at Blue in a way that’s just a bit different than normal, she bumps back against her shoulder. A simple gesture, but one that she doesn’t often give to others. Blue holds herself apart–reserves contact for so few people.[break][break]
Shinra. Theo. Callie.[break][break]
At some point or another, she’s trusted them with this.[break][break]
There is an instant sensation of something confusing, but warm at the thought of Shinra Moro, and grief when it comes to@theo. But in the moment, with Callie’s tipsy laughter in her ears, there is comfort that is suddenly blotted out by the return of ugly, uncomfortable guilt.[break][break]
“Yeah,” she breathes out, the response somewhat stilted under the weight of the feeling that catapults her out of those good spirits built up by drinking and shit talking.[break][break]
And the feeling worsened when Callie reiterates her friendship. “Yeah, you’re right. I know you.” She doesn’t want to think about enemies. How she would probably fall into that camp if Callie knew.
Callie brushes against her shoulder. Hovers close, but she doesn’t know. She doesn’t know Blue is a liar, and a ruiner, and everything bad that makes up the space between their separation in Johto and reunion here in Hoenn.[break][break]
She doesn’t deserve this comfort, this acceptance. “It’s good that you have someone to go to bat with you,” she says on a breath of laughter, “Reliable.”

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POSTED ON Jul 11, 2024 22:54:53 GMT

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[attr="class","postbody"] blue is pretty, so, so pretty like a moon rising over a field of wildflowers, and callie finds herself wanting to get lost in that ocean moon gaze.

[break][break] she's felt like this once before, with @sol , when thinks were simpler, easier.

[break][break] "i have you too," she says, lips twisting into a smile, as she grabs the other's hand. it's an intimate gesture, one that she doesn't realize she's making.

[break][break] but it doesn't matter if she'd realized it or not. she would've done it anyway.

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POSTED ON Jul 15, 2024 21:49:51 GMT

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“Yeah,” she manages, her brows creasing slightly when Callie looks at her in this particular way. She doesn’t understand. Why is she looking at her like this? Blue swallows hard, “Um..” Her eyes flit down to their linked hands and the confusion rolls like a tide inside of her again.[break][break]
She would’ve been grateful for the distraction, if it weren’t in the form of someone she used to work with swimming into view–drunken recognition bright and loud on his face. Oh no. No no no no no–[break][break]
She can’t swim away from this because the dam breaks in front of her.[break][break]
“Heeeeeeeeeeeeyyy,” the grunt drawled, smile widening as his eyes crinkled at the corners, “Murk! How goes?” He was jovial, obviously drunk, but it still sent a bolt of dread through her. Blue turned as he tossed an arm over her shoulders, and she flinched at the contact–fighting the urge to instinctively flip him over her shoulder with that same arm.[break][break]
Panic crawls up her throat, and she wills him to not say anything else, but of course– “Haven’t seen ya on the sub in aaaaages, where ya been, huh?”[break][break]
She scrambles free, eager to put distance between them. Her face burns, eyes blown wide with that same panic. “Dunno what you’re talking about. Think you’ve got me confused with someone else.”[break][break]
“Huh? No, I don’t. Lissen, you gotta hear about this gig I worked–” But she is already turning away as the world spins around her and her vision tunnels. It’s a lethal combination between anxiety and drunkenness and her hand clutches at Callie’s arm to keep herself up. “C’mon, les’go..” she manages as she tries to tug her friend away. “That was weird, huh?”[break][break]
She can’t quite look Callie in the eye as she chokes out a laugh.[break][break]
Her stomach collapses in on itself again and again and again and again.[break][break]
The wave rises to take her over in a resounding crash.

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POSTED ON Aug 15, 2024 6:47:05 GMT

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[attr="class","postbody"] callie doesn't recognize it, she doesn't know what she's doing. she just knows she wants to get lost and forget and — she's really, really drunk. blue is so, so pretty.

[break][break] her lips part. she leans forward —

[break][break] but suddenly, it's like ice-cold water awashes her friend.

[break][break] the horror. the shock.

[break][break] "murk," she blurts, a second too late. "who's that?"

[break][break] but the ball is still rolling, and even callie can see that it's about to be a strike against those metaphorical bolling pins. the fractured fate that never seems to line up, everytime callie gets close to a girl.

[break][break] because no one ever measures up, not to sol.

[break][break] but even drunk, even as wasted as she was, callie is still a cop. she is still paxton concordas's protege. she is able to put two and two together in a heartbeat, as soon as that stranger says the word sub.

[break][break] the officer stumbles away as blue murtagh tugs her, but her eyes don't leave from the confused expression on the other man's face. her brows pin together. where has she seen him before?

[break][break] and then it hits her.

[break][break] the mission report that hit her desk a week ago. the wanted ad. the fact that this was someone - a criminal - that her CO had been trying to chase down for weeks.

[break][break] her hand drops immediately from blue's side. she frowns.

[break][break] "weird is one way to put it."

[break][break] "who was that, blue?"

[break][break] but blue won't look at her. won't even meet her eyes.

[break][break] than endless ocean that she'd want to drown herself in —

[break][break] that tide is pulling back again.

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POSTED ON Oct 27, 2024 6:21:56 GMT

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The distraction is a blessing because it means she doesn’t have to attempt to decipher Callie’s actions in the heat of the moment. The distraction is a curse because it sets in motion a series of cracks in the structure of their relationship that she’s almost certain cannot be patched if it all shatters on impact.[break][break]
murk.[break][break]
This wasn’t happening.[break][break]
This wasn’t happening.[break][break]
“It’s no one, I don’t know. He’s drunk, obviously.” Not so obviously.[break][break]
She can hear Callie questioning her, but it doesn’t feel real. She’s outside of her body, watching herself pull the other girl away from the interaction. Callie follows, but it feels wrong. Blue tries to pull all the pieces back in, but they scatter in her grasp.[break][break]
Every piece is to finite for her to grasp, and she can’t regain control of the situation.[break][break]
“It…wasn’t anyone. No one that matters.”[break][break]
Her voice wobbled, though. She felt too hot, like she was burning under the skin. Vision tunneling, her breath felt loud between her own ears.[break][break]
“Someone I’d rather forget.”[break][break]
Blue inhaled sharply, and she tried to will the feeling of being thoroughly caught away. Because Callie hasn’t accused her of anything. Not yet, anyway.[break][break]
The guilt was swallowing her up, and yet she still didn’t want to relent and give up the ghost. Every part of her hoped that Callie would just read her reaction as emotional distress. That this was no more than a bad break up, or something.[break][break]
Anything for them to rewind back the days to when there was no suspicion between them. She chances a glance up at her friend, then, but she immediately regrets because Blue knows that it’s all written there across her face.