Shouldn't this interrogation scene be a collab as well? I'm only saying because I imagine it as a back and forth between the characters.
EDIT: @Apollosarcher beat me to it.
EDIT: @Apollosarcher beat me to it.
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Age: 24
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Personality: She's the type of woman who's empathetic and kind-hearted by nature. Eva knows when to be soft-spoken and when to start making jokes with her closest friends. Being that she was raised a certain way, Eva will step in to defend an individual in need. She doesn't tolerate bullying or people taking advantage of others.
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Cassandra Voss
Cassie arched an eyebrow, her eyes darting from side to side as if she couldn't quite make out where the voice was coming from. She then turned to Reno, a rather exaggerated and confused expression on her face similar to that of someone who had witnessed an impossible magic trick.
"Hey, do you hear that?"
Cassie then turned to face the lieutenant, pretending that she had been startled by his mere presence.
"Oh, it's you..." Cassie didn't hold back the disdain that just oozed through her words. But that was simply it; the lieutenant and her never did see eye to eye, to say the least, and to have them be within such close proximity of each other always invited these little unpleasant exchanges. Cassie slowly approached the cell door, enjoying watching Alfie be stuck behind bars. It was definitely a welcomed change for her as she looked down at him.
"What's the matter, chickenshit? Your daddy isn't giving you enough love these days?" Cassie motioned towards Thrax, well aware of the fact that she was probably pushing his buttons too, but she really couldn't care less at the moment. Cassie was enjoying her brief interaction with Alfie. "That doesn't mean you gotta take it out on the rest of us."
Cassie looked over at Reno, who appeared as if he wanted to burst out laughing but was attempting to keep his cool at all costs. "I honestly don't know what to do with these guys," she went on with her sarcasm, now staring at Reno with her back towards the prisoners. "We try to show them mercy and they have to guts to come here insulting everybody left and right. I guess some people just don't know any better..."
Cassandra Voss & Reno Wylde
A collab between @Heretic and @Apollosarcher
”I’m on it,” Cassie said, gathering her bag with one hand before she headed towards the exit. Part of her was glad that Theo had reached an understanding with Isabel. This new transition into sharing such power was sure to have its setbacks, but maybe those two could work it out just fine after all.
Cassie headed towards the entrance to the cells, catching Reno leaning against the wall tinkering with one of his weapons.
”Hey. Theo sent me to let you know to go ahead and interrogate the prisoners. Him and Isabel came to an understanding and that’s the decision they made.”
"They came to an understanding? Way I heard, it sounded like an immovable object met an unstoppable force." The gunslinger sighed spinning thunder back into the holster. "So any guidelines for this? I am not Theo, I don't do the whole rage and scream thing." The cool young man answered, moving from his spot on the wall.
"So what shall I be talking to our fine Hawks about? Gas prices? The weather? What color hat goes best with my horse?" Reno liked to talk a lot without saying anything, but of course Cassie knew that. The man wasn't used to people and so he didn't ever really say what he was thinking; he just gave knowing looks and stood beside you.
"Don't be a smart-ass," Cassie replied, unable to hold back some of her laughter. "You just need to ask them why they're here, and where their ship is. Theo and Isabel will take it from there. But just do your thing--no violence or threats have to be made. That's why the Hulk over there asked me to tell you to do the job."
Cassie took a few steps towards Reno with her arms crossed, her voice just a bit lower. "But yes, he did break the table in that room and for a moment he looked like he was going to attack Isabel. I had to intervene because I seriously thought he was going to do something to her. I know he doesn't turn on his own kind, but add everything else going on like the wedding festival, and one could very easily act without thinking."
"Cassie you wound me! I could never be anything more than the smartest of asses." He smiled at his friend before nodding at her request. "I thought he might have broken something, again. Keeping your cool is the most important part of the job, even when you're staring down hell itself." The gunslinger drew his flask from inside his jacket and took a sip before offering some whiskey to Cassie.
"How are you taking all this? I know it's rough on you, but if we get some time tonight I shall treat to whatever you want out of my collection of fine intoxicants." He moved, patting her shoulder and looking down the hall. "Want to tag along, or does Achilles need your presence again?"
"Yeah well..." Cassie shrugged, her expression turning solemn as she looked down at the ground, "I would have rather had him marry out of love, not for politics. But believe me, I know the sacrifices we have to make, so it is what it is."
She then was able to show a slight smile.
"But I'll be better once we drown ourselves tonight in whatever poison you have laying around. Come on, I'll accompany you. I don't think they need me back there."
"Life is like poker, Cassie. It's always a decent start, the draws are random and the house always takes it at the end of the night." He spoke as he curled his left hand back, tapping his index finger on his pistol. "Unless you're me of course, after all I made poker an honest trade in this town." The gambler smiled, heading down towards the cells.
The Sentinel office was across the hall from the cells, while Reno usually didn't occupy the office it did see use by his deputies. "Now, when we get down there, let me do the talking... If they get out of line, feel free to remind me to give them a slap. Otherwise you stand there, pretty and mean as hell." He added the compliment to try and cheer her up.
"Being pretty and mean is what I'm best at," Cassie replied, giving Reno a wink.
Chase lay on his bed with one hand behind his head, his naked form barely covered by the blanket. He was propped up just high enough to stare at Delilah as she made her way to his bathroom to get ready to leave. The girl wasn't one to stick around after their hook-ups, especially when it was the middle of the day, but that wasn't something he necessarily complained about. In fact, it made things so much easier.
"Are you sure your uncle isn't coming home soon?" she asked from the bathroom.
"I told you he's gone until tonight," Chase replied, pushing the bed sheet aside to get up. He had to start getting ready himself soon enough before he was late for class again. Not that it mattered since he was easily passing that class and additional effort wasn’t needed. Nonetheless, it was a bad habit he had to break. Procrastination never did anything but complicate everyone’s lives.
“Alright, well, I guess I’ll be on my way then.” Delilah said as she came out of the bathroom fully dressed, her complete and undivided attention on her phone as she headed towards the door. Chase couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, wondering just what was so damn important that she couldn’t even look at him as she was leaving. “You’re forgetting something,” he said, grabbing a handful of the girl’s hair and pulling her to him, although not too rough as to to cause a great amount of pain. He didn’t give her a chance to complain as he silenced her words with a deep kiss, then immediately let her go altogether. Chase smirked when he saw just how bad she was blushing, but he gave her a quick slap on the butt and sent her on her way.
“Call me,” he called out to her as she stepped outside. From the window, he saw that the girl was smiling to herself, her skin still flushed. He then buttoned the pair of jeans he had already put on, slipped a shirt over his head, and put on some socks and his grey pay of sneakers.
Chase then headed towards the kitchen to grab a quick bite, his midday snack consisting of a peanut butter and banana sandwich on white bread. That would be sufficient for him to hold him over for a couple of hours until his next big meal.
After about 10 minutes or so, Chase grabbed his black leather jacket which hung from the wall by the main entrance. He took out his keys to lock his front door, not that anyone would dare break into his apartment given that it was on his uncle's property. But hell, there was always one or two people who had the balls to go that far, and those were the ones that worried Chase. He headed towards his bike to ride to school, the slight afternoon breeze making him realize that it should be a pleasant commute.
I'll have something up tomorrow the latest!
@Kingfisher Sooo, I was thinking of making a secondary character, maybe Chase's girlfriend or something. Of course I'd have to edit him around a bit but that's no problem. If not, let me know what type of character you want/need and I'll see what I can come up with.
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