Welcome Distraction [Jay]

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Nikki
He/Him
45
October 21
Ecruteak City
Heterosexual
Ace Detective (HBIC Agent)
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Healing Hands
Widowed
42 height
42 height
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Nikita Sokolov
Welcome Distraction [Jay]
POSTED ON Feb 12, 2024 6:13:32 GMT
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[attr="class","nikita"]It’d been eight months since he’d watched his entire life go up in smoke. The blood from his first murder still dripped heavily from his hands—the feeling foreign and accompanied by a sense of acidic guilt. At that time, he could count the weeks stuck in one place on a single hand. The grandparent and his boys bounced from hotel to hotel like particularly versatile ladies of the night. His normally high bar for cases plummeted as he hungrily devoured any distraction.

The case itself held little interest. There was no locked room mystery or high-stakes robbery involved. No one had even died or gone missing. In truth, the matter fell to the level of a wellness check. An item Nikita found beneath him, something better left to the glorified meter maids of Hammerlocke’s police force. But the fee was nothing to scoff at. “I will return in a few hours, Barbara.” The detective murmured to an Alakazam in the room’s corner. “Keep an eye on Samuel for me.” Nikita did not even wait to see her nod.

Better to pretend that boy did not exist than to look into his eyes. Coddling had always been Robin’s forte.

After a few days of tracking the young man in question, Nikita found a regularity in his patterns. Today, he expected to find him at the Battle Cafe. Ordering two drinks—one for himself and one that matched the young man’s typical order—the detective took a seat by the door. When his target appeared, Nikita cleared his throat. “Mister Blackwell.” He gestured to the seat across from him. “A moment.”



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20
January 9th
Hammerlocke
demisexual
ranger/photographer
senior ranger
6’1” height
6’1” height
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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ever blackwell
Welcome Distraction [Jay]
POSTED ON Feb 13, 2024 15:19:03 GMT
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[attr="class","header"]EVERYDAY BY MYSELF I’M BREAKING DOWN


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His father had barely held back the previous night. It had been really hard to move this morning. And he knew his movements had been a little stiffer than usual.
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Most of the bruises were easy to hide behind clothing.
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But not the bruise on the side of his face.
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There was a big bruise on the left side of his face that stretched from his left temple to his cheek. From where his father had thrown him into a wall.
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At least he didn't have a black eye this time.
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So maybe he could say he had run into a tree or something. It was entirely possible. And it wasn't like anyone would know any different.
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Definitely couldn't use his normal fighting excuse.
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Letting out a huff, he finished getting dressed, wincing slightly as one of his bruises pulled. He grumbled under his breath about getting carried away before giving himself a once-over in the mirror. Making a face at his reflection, he sighed. He supposed that was the best he would do.
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He started to walk towards the door and stopped.
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He couldn't go out walking the way he was.
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Gritting his teeth, he practiced walking until he was walking normally.
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Once he was satisfied with his walk, he checked the time. "Good, he had more than enough time to get to his destination."
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After making sure his father was nowhere to be found, he made his way out of the house. Once outside, he felt he could breathe a sigh of relief.
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Once he had enjoyed being free for a few seconds, he made his way to the battle cafe. It was always his first stop upon leaving the house.
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He reached his destination right on time. Not a minute before, not a minute after. Just like he normally did.
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Though upon entering, he realized that the sight of someone occupying the usual empty seat that was beside his usual seat meant this day wasn't just going to be a normal day. Especially when the guy called him over.
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Shit, how did this guy know his name? He didn't know him. He would remember if he had seen anyone like him.
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Realizing he was just standing there, he recovered his composure and made his way over, seating himself in his usual seat.
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"Is there something I can help you with?" he asked, more out of politeness than because he really wanted to help.[break]

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Nikki
He/Him
45
October 21
Ecruteak City
Heterosexual
Ace Detective (HBIC Agent)
Cadet
Healing Hands
Widowed
42 height
42 height
I may be on the side of the angels, but do not think for a SECOND that I am one of them.
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Welcome Distraction [Jay]
POSTED ON Mar 8, 2024 17:05:03 GMT
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[attr="class","nikita"]Nikita did not turn away from the bruises. Instead, his eyes fixated upon them. While others found staring rude, the detective thought it informative. A simple glance could tell you a lot about a person. Not just elementary stuff like their age but also their sense of self-esteem, level of honesty, occupation, and marital status. Many people were too amused by his deduction nonsense to remember that he’d been staring.

Which, unfortunately, was a habit he could not discard at this point. For him, these introspections came as naturally as breathing. So, the bruise.was quickly caught and analyzed. Hm. The detective sipped from his now warm, black coffee. His shoulders lifted in a shrug. “I believe you have our roles reversed, Mister Ever.” While he normally kept his clients confidential, he saw no reason to do so now. It was not as if the elderly couple were about to drag the man to prison. “I was sent here by your grandparents.”

His laptop shut with a quiet little click. A glance at it would reveal graphic images about a rare and once popular poison that’d recently cropped up in another case. Loafers clacking across the floor of the battle cafe, the detective sat directly across from the younger man.

Though he’d attempted to hide his injuries, there were signs. The most obvious is the mark down the side of his face. Again, he takes a long draft from his coffee. When he speaks, it is at a normal volume—as if they are discussing the weather and not a man with heavy hands. "If you are trying to hide injuries, I find concealer does wonders.” He shook his head, the growing ponytail shifting from one shoulder to another. “Perhaps you can try dodging Daddy’s fists next time?”



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20
January 9th
Hammerlocke
demisexual
ranger/photographer
senior ranger
6’1” height
6’1” height
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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ever blackwell
Welcome Distraction [Jay]
POSTED ON Apr 3, 2024 20:37:54 GMT
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[attr="class","header"]EVERYDAY BY MYSELF I’M BREAKING DOWN


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For most, being scrutinized would be uncomfortable. He was used to it, however. If it wasn't the bruises that drew people's attention, it was something else, usually his attitude. He generally bounced between indifference and being snarky, not giving any thought beforehand about voicing his opinions aloud.
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With that kind of attitude, it's no wonder people bought the lies he fed them about all the fights he got into, all without checking the facts. And for all that, he was sure he had simply been written off as some kind of delinquent.
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Taking a sip of his own black coffee, he studied the man in front of him. Something told him this guy wasn't just your average guy.
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The mention of his grandparents was unexpected. He had been expecting anything from the guy being a business associate of his father to him wanting to sell him something.
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Not him being sent here by his grandparents.
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"I told them I was fine."
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He was not fine.
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Not like he would ever admit it though.
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Before the older male's laptop closed, he caught a glimpse of what he assumed was some kind of poisonous plant. Not a camera recording him, good.
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Was he paranoid?
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Maybe a bit.
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No telling what his dad would do if he thought his grandparents knew something.
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"I don't have a lot of money, usually what I do have is spent on coffee. Besides, it's hard to find some concealer that works with my complexion."
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That was only half of it. He, at this point, could apply basic first aid to any injury his father gave him with his eyes closed. However, applying concealer in such a way that it wasn't overly obvious he was hiding something escaped him.
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If the older male expected a reaction out of him at the mention of his father, he would be disappointed. While his natural instinct was to lie, claim he had run into a tree or had gotten caught up in a fight, he knew this guy wouldn't be so easily fooled.
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"I can handle whatever he throws at me," he said.
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He was too scared of his father to admit the abuse to authorities and too proud to admit he needed help or to get away.
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He was strong. No matter what his father said, he wasn't weak. Whatever his father threw at him, he would handle it like a man.
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And men don't run from fights.[break]

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Nikki
He/Him
45
October 21
Ecruteak City
Heterosexual
Ace Detective (HBIC Agent)
Cadet
Healing Hands
Widowed
42 height
42 height
I may be on the side of the angels, but do not think for a SECOND that I am one of them.
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Welcome Distraction [Jay]
POSTED ON Apr 23, 2024 1:27:49 GMT
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[attr="class","nikita"]Nikita peered at the younger man over the top of his screen. A brow went up. It did not take a genius to see the lie in his words. Even a deaf person could make out the dry wit in the detective’s response. “Obviously.” He lifted a hand to rest it against the part of his cheek that mirrored the bruise. Though in no way a good samaritan—taking jobs rarely had anything to do with the crime but in his desire for challenge—he could not tolerate stupidity. Which this young man displayed in spades. “Your pride will make a lovely funeral shroud.”

Then, he began to discuss finances. Darwin’s law really has never shone truer. Though at risk of sounding like an out-of-touch capitalist, Nikita could not resist a sardonic response. “It seems your budgeting could use some work, Mister Blackwell.” In truth, he had never enjoyed frothier drinks. If he wanted coffee, he would drink it straight. Otherwise, he might as well get milk in a cup.

From his pocket, he pulled out an envelope. It was full of money—part of his advance from the grandparents. He slid it over to Ever. If this fool wanted to get out, he needed room to breathe. A way to properly clear his head. It wasn’t as if this was free. There would just be a fee tacked onto the final invoice.

Nikita sighs. Though his father was a criminal, the man had never laid a finger on him. But in his years on the job, he’d encountered plenty of people like Ever. Plenty of cases where the end result of a relationship was obvious, but everyone was too stubborn to pull the brakes. So, someone died and people pretended to be shocked.

“Let us pretend you can—” He did not believe for an instant that this hypothetical was true. But some people benefited from games of imagination. "Why would you?”




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January 9th
Hammerlocke
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6’1” height
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Welcome Distraction [Jay]
POSTED ON May 9, 2024 18:49:42 GMT
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Okay, so using fine wasn't the best idea. It was kind of an automated response, after all. But what else was he supposed to say?
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“I did tell them I was well enough one time, but that only ended up with them asking me what I meant by that. Like it wasn’t obvious,” he huffed. Seriously, talking about his feelings wasn’t something he cared for. In fact, he was still in the stage where talking about feelings was awkward.
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And at least he tried to answer. Or maybe it was just that he wasn’t stupid enough to try and tell them it was none of their business. Because yeah, that would go over so well.
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Yeah, pride was part of it, but there was more to it than that. Something he kept hidden even more than the fact his father abused him. Part of me felt he deserved it. His father was right about one thing: if it wasn’t for them, his mother would still be alive.
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“Even if I didn’t have pride, I wouldn’t be in any hurry to get out. My father isn’t to be taken lightly. As unfortunate as it may be, my father is cunning, manipulative, and charismatic. If I didn’t know firsthand what kind of guy he was, even I would have trouble believing him to be capable of doing the things he has done. We meet here because this is the only place I know of where he wouldn’t have eyes on me,” he explained, keeping his voice low to maintain the lowered volume he had been maintaining. After all, he didn’t want everyone in the cafe to overhear their conversation.
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It was not the very subtle taunt about his money handling; he had to resist the annoyed glare he wanted to send his way. “I don’t have a job. My father gives me money to get me out of the way, but it’s not much. Though perhaps using it to buy a few cups of coffee isn’t the best idea, I don’t have any other means of keeping myself from falling asleep.”
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Sure, preventing yourself from sleeping wasn’t entirely healthy. But considering the type of person his father was, he was reluctant to be so unguarded around him. Not that being awake around his father really helped him much.
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As he pushed some money toward him, he looked down at it. He so badly wanted to quip that becoming a prostitute probably wasn’t the best way to get out of his situation. However, his dislike of wasting time warred with that, and he bit the inside of his cheek to prevent those words from escaping.
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"Fine, let’s pretend in this scenario that my father is not very bright... If given the chance, I would take it. One would have to be a fool not to take a shot at freedom,” he commented with a small shrug.
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He didn’t admit that he had already tried to get out once before. Well, running away would be more likely. It could probably be implied that he had already tried to escape, though.[break]

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Nikki
He/Him
45
October 21
Ecruteak City
Heterosexual
Ace Detective (HBIC Agent)
Cadet
Healing Hands
Widowed
42 height
42 height
I may be on the side of the angels, but do not think for a SECOND that I am one of them.
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Welcome Distraction [Jay]
POSTED ON May 27, 2024 16:36:28 GMT
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[attr="class","nikita"]Nikita sipped at his drink with a lidded expression. Each syllable would be picked apart. A whole life solving cases lent even the most minuscule thing importance—aside from tantrums, of course. “And you did not tell them?” Honestly, this fool’s pains were partially self-inflicted. Certainly, he understood the psychologies involved were complex. The relationship between a parent and child was difficult to break without some violent or wearing occurrence. Like an explosion that destroyed your life in an instant.

“Do you like things the way they are?” Personally, Nikita would have made the man regret it. Dig up and document all of those things and bring him to heel like the unruly dog he was. But he had not been raised with a child’s worship of the man. His own parents were merely boring. A maths professor who gave up a worthy life to raise two little gremlins and a small-time member of a big-time crime family. “You reference him like a god.” Nikita shook his head. “You give the snake too much credit.”

“That would certainly be a place to start.” Trapped in that man’s web, it was difficult to see beyond it. And if he was as cunning as the boy claimed, he wouldn’t stop the young man. It was normal for a child to earn their own way, after all. Even his daughter wasted her summers slinging ice cream for hoards of little leaguers. The comment about coffee drew a raised brow. Perhaps a different type of abuse was at play. “The insomnia certainly explains one thing.”

The pigheaded stupidity. He would know.

Nikita does not spare the money another glance. It is not as if he is hurting for it. “I don’t think there is much pretending involved.” Those bruises were obvious enough, and the man had let his son dance outside with them in plain view. “Then, I have one question, Mr. Blackwell.” He sets his cup onto his plate as he closes his laptop.
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A large amount of cash joins what is already on the table. A tip for the server—a substantial amount for a single cup of coffee. The laptop is slid back into the bag and locked in place.
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“Why are you still here?”




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Hammerlocke
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Welcome Distraction [Jay]
POSTED ON Jul 17, 2024 3:39:53 GMT
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At the question, he frowned. “When I was younger, I admitted that I still held out hope that my father would change. By the time I gave up on that happening, it was too late. My father became more cautious when I was older. No mail I sent out was sent out before he looked it over; he keeps a close eye on my correspondence with my grandparents,” he said with a small shrug, a bit uncomfortable with talking so much. I’m sure his throat actually hurts from talking so much. Even so, he needed him to understand a few things.
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“People around here are either gullible or don’t want to see what’s in front of them. The people around here will believe whatever lie I tell them, mostly that I have a bleeding heart and can’t turn a blind eye to someone who needs help, which usually ends up with me standing up to bullies. That’s the lie that I usually feed people.”
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It was actually pretty annoying how easily that lie was believed. Very few people questioned it. Seriously, you would think people would wonder why adults weren’t doing more to remedy a bullying problem if that was the lie he told everyone. But he supposed that doing something like that was actually something he would do if he didn’t already have too much on his plate.
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While he was in no way getting beat up on by other kids, it was true that he was a protective person. It was also true that he couldn’t turn a blind eye to someone who needed help, even if it was something as simple as helping an old lady cross the street.
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He had learned from a young age that the best way to make a lie believable was to have some truth in the lie that one made up. Though he never actually admitted that that was what he was doing, to him, it would be like admitting a weakness.
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Of course, he didn’t like the way things were. If there was one thing he hated the most about his situation, it was lying. “Of course not; my father is good at tracking thoughts,” he said, struggling to keep his voice at a lowered volume. "Look, contrary to belief, I haven’t just taken it all these years. I tried to get out when I was ten. I planned it all out in my head. I would go on a Pokémon journey, win some battles, and save up on my money until I had enough to get a plane ticket or something. I set out in the dead of night, but I didn’t get very far before my father tracked me down and dragged me back home.”
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He hadn’t tried again after that. The beating he had gotten for that little stunt had made sure of that. If he wasn’t feeling so defensive about what he had been through, he wouldn’t have breathed a word of his failed escape attempt, mainly because it was something he was quite bitter about.
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Seriously, where had he gone wrong? Had one of the neighbors seen him sneak out and tip off his father? That was the only thing he could think of, unless his father had already had eyes on him on the assumption that he would make a run for it.
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His expression became thoughtful upon hearing the question. What was really keeping him here? Obviously, his parents had been tipped off that something was wrong. He hadn’t acted well enough to get them to think everything was alright. It had been harder to lie to them than it had been for everyone else; perhaps that was what had caused him to unintentionally slip up.
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Now he had the opportunity to get out, like he had always dreamed. Well, the part of him that hadn’t believed he deserved everything he got anyway. The part that believed in the bitter remarks of his father blaming him for the death of his mother.
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“Fine, but only because I know my grandparents will rest easier knowing I’m out of that house. I still have to prepare, though, so I still have to head back, even if it’s temporary,” he said at last, letting out a sigh.[break]

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Nikki
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October 21
Ecruteak City
Heterosexual
Ace Detective (HBIC Agent)
Cadet
Healing Hands
Widowed
42 height
42 height
I may be on the side of the angels, but do not think for a SECOND that I am one of them.
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Welcome Distraction [Jay]
POSTED ON Jul 31, 2024 14:23:46 GMT
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[attr="class","nikita"]The detective merely listens. But if the young man expects empathy, he will not find any. This is simply testimony for him to dissect. An opportunity to pick apart syllables like a Mandibuzz a Tauros’s corpse.

“That was your first mistake.” Nikita is quick to murmur. There’s a strange, almost nostalgic look in his eyes. “People never truly change.” They act a certain way and scold themselves for instincts, but that base is still the same.

The beast he was now was always there, after all. It was just more prominent. Robin had been the muzzle and leash. Now, those were done.

At the talk of supervised correspondence, the detective sighed. To be so constrained must be maddening. Surprisingly, this boy had not yet snapped. “I would suggest a cipher, but your grandparents do not strike me as codebreakers.” Still, there were the benefits of modern society to consider. What stopped Ever from sending out a text? “And, yet, it is not your father lying to them.” While he was quite aware of the mental gymnastics of abuse, there was no denying Mister Blackwell Junior had his part to play.

Nikita could not resist a laugh. This father was simply a bully, likely no different from the men who beat their wives in trailer parks. It was likely the boy’s mind that lifted him into a god. “That plan was…lacking.” Children, even in this world, were restrained in their rights. They could not just book their own flights without someone being notified. But the young man wasn’t ten anymore. He also didn’t have to busk with death matches

With a nod, Nikita pushed himself from the seat. A ghoulish dog appeared beside him. “Try not to let temporary turn into something else.” He shook his head. He doubted there was much to prepare, but he did not have much faith anything would actually be done. No doubt he would try to take his bed in a carry-on.

People were often their own worst enemies.

Still, what did he have to fear? By all accounts, the child was already in hell.

Dropping a hefty tip on the table, the detective turned to leave. “Your grandparents will be expecting you.”


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Hammerlocke
demisexual
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Welcome Distraction [Jay]
POSTED ON Aug 24, 2024 19:29:44 GMT
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“It was a nice thought at a time before I truly realized just how deep his hatred was. It’s not as simple as him having anger issues. My mother died giving birth to me, and he can’t get over the fact I survived when she didn’t. Just being thought of as a killer hurts worse off. I can take the beatings; it’s the words that cut deep, as silly as that is.”
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Seriously, it was just some words. Was he really that much of a crybaby? In reality, he knew he hadn’t really cried over anything since he was like six or seven. That had been around the time he realized crying didn’t actually solve anything and often made things worse.
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“Probably not, but it’s not like I have a cellphone,” he pointed out, almost like he was reading the others thoughts. Or maybe it was easy to figure out that’s where someone’s line of thinking would go. “My father wouldn’t waste that kind of money on me. And he’s confident enough that I can lie my way out of a situation that may have people looking closely at him,” he told him.
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That, and he was pretty sure his dad had eyes on him. Sure, his dad wasn’t the nicest towards him behind closed doors, but he was charismatic enough to have garnered some friends.
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Glaring down at the table, he let out a huff. “You’ll be surprised at how many people turn the other way if you throw enough money at them. That’s besides the point,” he said with a shake of his head. “I didn’t even make it to the next town. Perhaps a neighbor saw me and mentioned it to my father, or even back then he had eyes on me. I sometimes notice people following me; they always seem to disappear when I come in here.”
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Almost like they didn’t want to be seen. Who would’ve figured?
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He noticed way more than his father gave him credit for. He could actually shake his father's friends or whoever they were to him if he really wanted to, but that would tip his father off that he was smarter than he seemed. No, it was actually best to just play it safe until he actually had a plan. And now it seemed he finally had one. Or at least the beginning of one.
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Simply nodding, he downed the rest of his coffee before throwing the cup away. Making sure he had everything he was about to make his exit when the older male spoke once more. “Don’t remind me, not looking forward to admitting what’s been going on,” he said with a small sigh before leaving and making his way back home.
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Once there, he would make sure his father was still gone before making a beeline for his room. Once in his room he would pull up some loose floor boards where he had stored things just in case he got the chance to run again and would gather it together.[break]

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Welcome Distraction [Jay]
POSTED ON Aug 30, 2024 21:28:00 GMT
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