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The good thing about having a dead parent, is that I can disappoint only one of them now! :D
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If you're still alive, you're not struggling with depression. Depression is struggling with you.
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Don't be ashamed of who you are! That's your parents job <3
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Anyone spare some serotonin?
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If you read this you are one nosy mf <3
BTW, why are you here? wanna send me a dm? talk?
Chismo(a)
Anyway, what can I say about myself? I like long walks on the beach, but don't like the beach much. I love spicy food even though I can't handle my spice. Oh! I tried juicy pork dumpling and holy shit my taste buds were having an orgasm.

U N P O Q U I T O D E T E ?

She/They . 28 . Scorpio . PTS . Lesbian

Discord: pyxislated


Call me Manzanilla or Fer, whichever is fine! I own a photography studio in LA and work as a full-time photographer
and editor. I love my job and the creative outlet it gives me. A few things about me: I love afternoon tea. My favorite
flavors of tea are chamomile, lavender Earl Grey and black tea with milk. I love dressing up all pretty and having tea
with my friends or by myself. I have three cats, two boys and a girl. The girl stays at the store since she loves
interacting with people and is the official cat and roach hunter of the store and is currently the employee of the
month for the next few years.

Currently taking it easy.


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Anzu had let go of Carlos's hand long ago and was now pacing in front of the Hades cabin. Black eyes darting from the door to the window and down to the ground in front of her. She could feel it, deep in her core eating away at her gut all the while her blood boiled under the sun. Her fingers were kept busy by tracing the patterns of her sword's sheath. The tiny intricate patterns that were engraved in Anzu's mind already were not helping her keep her cool. Carlos had tried as well, and even he knew when to back off and let her simmer for a few minutes. And despite her the bubbling anger in her core, Anzu was worried sick for Erin.

She couldn't imagine what the other girl must be going through at this moment. To know that if she failed, she'd be turned over to the God of War and be at his mercy. Fuck. Anzu groaned, kicking one of the rocks in front of her and watching it skit away and down the small trail of cabins. That's when she spotted Erin walking down the stairs of the Ares cabin.

Anzu wasted no time. She didn't even let Carlos know as she bolted towards Erin. Her hair whipping behind her in a pastel pink trail and katana in hand. When she finally reached Erin, she said nothing as she threw her arms around the other girl tightly and held her there for a few seconds.

"Fuck him. Fuck him and his stupid face." Anzu huffed. After a few seconds, she finally pulled away to examine Erin. Her eyes softened, but the heat in her only grew when she saw the state Erin was in. Gods, it broke her heart. Anzu reached up and ran her slender fingers through the dark hair. "Talk to me, Ren." Her voice was now soften, gentler. She hated seeing her friend like this.

The feeling of Anzu's arms wrapping tightly around her lithe figure; Erin froze. Her body stiffening.

The blur of bubblegum-pink an unexpected obstacle, though... it wasn't as though it was unwelcome. Even still, she didn't feel as though she deserved this. Any of this. She didn't deserve the onslaught of love and support she was getting, not when she knew damn well how much of a bitch she was to almost everyone in the camp. Friends not excluded. But after a few more moments of contact... she couldn't fight against it any longer. Tears once more glistening in her dark eyes; Erin closed them. Her arms raising to wrap tightly around the other girl's figure; gentle at first, but it wasn't long before she tightened the hug. Holding her friend - and pretty much her only female friend - almost desperately against her.

Fingers splayed at first; Erin gently curled them. Her head dropping down to bury into the crook of Anzu's neck, her voice was a soft mumble. The warmth of her breath flowing out over the girl's skin.

"..I-... I didn't do this... I swear on Styx..."

Carlos approached the two girls quietly. He knew how much Anzu loved Erin, how much she cared for the girl, and how badly she wanted to protect her. Despite Anzu's cold and abrasive outer shell, she had managed to slither her way past Erin's walls. It was a friendship he had never seen coming, and yet here he was watching the two girls embracing each other as if it would the last. Carlos stood there, giving the two of them a few minutes to themselves. He didn't want to but right in, not yet anyway. He understood how badly a much-needed hug Erin needed at the moment.

A few minutes passed before he cleared his throat and place a gentle hand on Anzu's shoulder. "Hey, you don't have to swear on Styx. We know you didn't do it, Erin." His voice was low, almost smoothing. "If we can help in any way, you tell us, okay? You're not alone in this one."

Anzu had buried her face on Erin's dark hair, eyes tightly closed, holding back her own tears. Her hands held Erin tighter when she heard those words. She didn't have to say that; Anzu knew Erin hadn't done shit. She was an innocent woman being put on trial for a crime she had not commit. The more she thought about that, the more Anzu felt the lump on her throat rise and her skin boil. She wanted to scream and curse at the real guilty party, tear them down, and rip their insides for doing this to Erin.

Carlos's hand, cold against her warm shoulder, made her snap out of the trance. The contact made her realize that they had been in this position for a few minutes now. She pulled back slowly and tenderly cupped the sides of Erin's cheeks, using her thumbs to wipe any trailing tears. "We know, we know you didn't do it." Anzu shook her head just a tad, strands of her colored hair falling over now soft gaze.

The gentle touch against her cheeks, ridding her of her tears, and Erin couldn't help it as her gaze drew back up. Her dark eyes rising to meet with the two figures that were stood in front of her. It was something she wasn't sure she was going to get used to- all day she'd had company. From the moment she'd left- no... fled. She'd fled the Big House, and the freak in the attic. And now-...

"..I-..."

But the words were stuck in her throat. It was just-... Why was it so hard..?

Asking for help was supposed to be natural- something that everybody did. And yet, it almost physically pained her to so much as think about it. She knew it was pride. She'd never had such hubris until four years ago, but still. Closing her eyes, her brows furrowed and head angling slightly, showing physically the struggle she was going through over her features, Erin drew in a breath. And letting it out slowly, she tried again. Her voice soft... broken, "..I-... I need your h-help..."

It truly was heartbreaking seeing the two of them like that, especially Erin. Carlos had always seen the daughter of Hades act so distant, and it was no secret that the girl could be a bitch, but now... Now that Anzu had gotten close to Erin and by association, he had grown closer to her as well. Erin didn't deserve this; she already had enough on her plate. Carlos stepped closer, careful not to overwhelm the girl in front of Anzu, and nodded tightly.

"Of course, we'll help you in any way we can." Carlos smiled, "Name the time and place, and I'll be there, right Zu? I'll be your lucky charm." He was trying to lighten up the mood a bit, cheer up the girl and show her that even in situations like this, she couldn't let them get the better of her.

The corner of her lips turning up in the smallest shadow of a half-smile; Erin's soft laugh was more like a scoff as his words hit her ears. It couldn't even be helped. The reaction was involuntary; though she did manage to refrain from rolling her eyes at the irony of it all. Here she was, struggling to even think about asking for help, and he was just offering it up on a silver platter. And he didn't even realize it.

"..how about as soon as possible..?" The words tumbling from her dark lips before she even really thought about them, Erin shifted her gaze. Focusing it more directly on the man standing in front of her, even as her fingers curled over Anzu's side; hands having slipped down as they pulled away from the hug they'd been entangled in, "..packed... and-... and ready to come with me..?"

As soon as Anzu heard the words from Erin's lips, her head turned to look at Carlos. Her lips parted, but no sounds came out. Carlos? But he couldn't leave, not without her. What if - no. It would be selfish of her to try to hold him back. To not allow him to go and stay at her side. Anzu lowered her hands down to her side and away from Erin's face as she fully turned to look at Carlos.

"You'll come back with Erin when this is all over." She already knew the idiot would agree to go with Erin. Carlos wasn't one to shy away from an adventure. Especially one as big as this. "Take care of Erin," Anzu looked at the girl, the tiniest smile ghosting her lips. "You'll have the camp's lucky charm with you." She took Erin's hand with one hand, and with the other, she tucked some of the dark hair behind the girl's ear. "Don't let him get in too much trouble, okay?"

Anzu had a sick feeling in her gut when she said that.

"Yes." Carlos didn't even have to think about it. It had crossed his mind when Erin had, for the first time ever that he knew, asked for their help. While he had thought that she'd be asking Anzu, he was surprised to see Erin turn to him. Anzu was by far a superior fighter than he was. She had been trained since birth, following her family's tradition. At the same time, Carlos was glad that Erin had asked him and not her. He'd come back. He had enough luck in his pocket to know that he wouldn't die out there. Anzu didn't. Despite all of her training and discipline, he was always afraid he would lose her.

"I'll come back, Zu, don't worry." The hand he had resting on Anzu's shoulder gave her a little reassuring squeeze. He'd never forgive himself if he didn't come back. "I'll be a good boy."

"..I promise..."

Nodding her head a little stiffly, the slightly nauseating feeling she'd had earlier in her cabin returning, though this time, she knew it was out of guilt. It was more than clear that Anzu didn't want him going- as much as she put on that front, the girl cared deeply and with every fiber of her being. And knowing that she was the reason behind the worry-... Erin's stomach churned at the thought. Fingers curling, she gave a gentle squeeze of her friend's hand as though in an attempt to reassure her that she'd at least try her best to keep Carlos from getting into trouble. Just another weight to add to the already heavy load on her shoulders.

"..you guys know I wouldn't ask if-..." She let her words trail off. They all knew where she was going with it anyway. She'd just never ask. It was as simple as that.

"Shhh, we know." Anzu caressed Erin's cheek, the smile returning to her lips once more. "It's okay." She had to get over her fears. She didn't want to lose Carlos. She didn't want to lose Erin. Or anyone she so deeply cared about. Anzu took a deep breath, hand moving from Erin's cheek to her shoulder. There were no ill feelings towards the girl in front of her for choosing Carlos. He was the lucky one, after all.

"And you, you better take care of Erin, okay? When she comes back, I better not see a scratch on her." Anzu whipped her head to look at Carlos with her dark eyes. It was a warning to him, too; Carlos wasn't allowed to get hurt. They would have to talk, go over everything and make sure Carlos promised her properly that he would return to her no matter what. Because if he didn't, he'd force either Erin or Spencer to open a portal to Tartarus so she could drag his ass back.

Anzu's eyes soften for a second or two before turning back to Erin."Want to go to Carlos's cabin? Relax a bit before going back over there?" Anzu glanced back at the cabin Erin called home for a second.

He could see it in their eyes. Both of them. Both girls had their own thoughts and feelings bottle up for their own sake. All Carlos could do was put his luck to use and help Erin get that stupid bird and come back. He saw it when Anzu looked at him, and the warning as well. That girl would go through all versions of hell for the people she cared about. Carlos loved that about Zu.

"No hair on Erin's head will be hurt." Carlos chuckled softly, moving his hand to rest on Anzu's lower back. "You're welcome to come over," He nodded, offering Erin a smile.

It was tempting- so fucking tempting. Though even as the thought of accepting the offer entered her mind, it was quickly overshadowed and drowned out by Brandon's familiar voice; echoing the same words that he's said to her before she'd left him to get on packing while she searched out the others.

'Either way, we gotta hurry up and get a move-on, Ren. Time is of the essence.'

Time... it was a bitch. And it was currently working against them.

"..I want to- I really fucking want to... but I can't..." She couldn't believe the words were coming out of her own mouth; and shaking her head lightly, Erin closed her eyes. Heaving out a heavy sigh before her dark gaze returned to the duo before her, "..if-... if I put this off, I'll just end up changing my mind..." Trailing off, she drew her hands back into her body. Once more slipping them into the pockets of the hoodie she'd not long ago 'borrowed' from her childhood friend, "..I should really deal with what's waiting for me in my cabin... D-Do me a favor, though..? If either of you see bolts for brains... tell him to come see me..?"

Nodding, Anzu let Erin pull away. "If we see him, we'll let him know." She took a step back, her back pressing against Carlos's side. It wasn't a surprise that Erin had decided to take Zeru with them on the quest. He was a capable fighter that had the ability to fucking fly. It was pretty much a given that he would be a vital member of the group.

"Go, I'm sure you have a lot of people to talk to." Anzu would have to help Carlos pack, make sure he took enough pair of socks and a toothbrush. Make sure he'd be ready to leave camp when Erin and the rest were ready. Her fingers wrapped around the hilt of her sword tighter at the thought again. She could hear her O bāchan scolding her all the way from Osaka for being so weak.

The hand Carlos had placed on Anzu's back wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer against him as he looked at Erin. "We will. I'll be ready when you are, Erin." He offered the girl a smile and a nod. He was excited, Carlos couldn't help that. He'd be leaving camp in a few hours, and he wasn't necessarily the best at hiding his emotions. And he wanted to show Erin he wasn't afraid of going out there. That wasn't the problem, anyway.


I know the personality isn't completed yet, but I wear I'll get it done sometime soon!
Didn't want to push it back anymore so here he is.



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The day had started slow for Anzu. She had spent the night out in the cabin's roof, an occurrence that she had developed in the past few years. The night sky, the cool air on her cheeks, and the sound of the trees dancing around her lulled her into a better sleep than her brother's snores. Falling asleep under the same night sky - the same one as the one back home - made her feel like Anzu was back there. Just for a few minutes before sleep took over.

That morning she had woken up to the sun shining down on her face and Ume's tiny teeth nibbling her fingers. After finally managing to shake off the sleep with the help of the sun, Anzu picked up Ume and placed the rat on her shoulder before climbing down the side of the cabin. It was one of those days for her. She had promised Imani and Carlos she'd see them in the arena today and watch Carlos get his ass kicked, but the hole in her chest was too much.

Anzu missed her home. She had been for years now. She had thought that living with so many people would keep her mind busy and preoccupied, but that hadn't been the case. She missed her O bāchan's miso in the mornings, her aunts gossiping by the gardens and her father's oden. Anzu had been planning to visit this summer, but her grandmother had denied her request to visit. She still had much to learn.

After breakfast, Anzu picked up one of the books she had borrowed from Erin a few weeks ago, her swords, and made her way to her spot on the beach. There was a little nook by the side of the cliff, just big enough for two people to sit in. She let Ume sit on her lap as she began to read. The words and taken over her, painting the majestic landscapes and colorful characters into her mind that she had forgotten about everything else. It wasn't until Ume began to get fidgety that she placed her bookmark in the book and decided to make her way back to camp.

Instead of heading to her cabin, she decided to pay someone a little visit. Carlos was probably still in the arena trying to compete for that stupid ring. Anzu took the opportunity to climb in through the window. Her eyes looked over that familiar interior, a place she had spent so much time in that it had become more of her cabin than the one she shared with Tyler. There were little remnants of her all around. One of her hair brushes by the nightstand, a pair of sandals by the door, some of her mugs on the counter, and her second favorite sweater thrown over the couch.

Anzu removed her boots and placed them neatly by the door before walking over to the bed. Immediately Ume jumped off her shoulder and down to it. Anzu did the same, making sure Ume was out of the way as she laid there and stared up at the ceiling. Her mind trying to make sense of the wood patterns on the beams over her until her head began to ache. Still, she continued to stare until she heard the door open.

Carlos took a deep breath before he rolled his eyes one last time at Elias's direction and began to make his way to his own cabin. He wanted to relax for the rest of the day and forget about losing the ring to Pierre. He really had to work on concentrating on one thing at a time. If only he had paid more attention and not messed around like the rest of the campers, he could have won. Too bad his luck didn't make him smarter or sharper. Elias was right, he needed to pay more attention during training.

When Carlos finally arrived at his cabin, he pushed the door open and immediately kicked off his shoes, throwing them against the wall where he didn't see the pair of black boots. He let out a yawn as he stretched and made his way to the cabin's small kitchen. There he opened the mini-fridge and pulled out one of the soda cans. Cherry coke. He was about to take a sip when he noticed the figure sitting in his bed. He jumped, spilling some of the soda on his shirt and the floor.

"Gods! Zu, I thought I was about to get mugged!" He turned around to put down the can and pick up a rag to clean up the spill. Seriously, that girl was a fucking cat. She could sneak into anywhere, and no one would even bat an eye. How the hell did she do it?

"Hey," He finally looked at her, frowning when he saw that distant look in her eyes. Carlos sighed and put down the soda can before making his way to the bed. He looked down at Anzu as he reached down and brushed some of the pink hair out of her forehead. "One of those days?" he knew them all too well. They had been occurring a lot more often. It worried Carlos.

Anzu didn't say anything. Her eyes locked with his for a second before they began to take in his other features: his eyebrows, the warm eyes, the high cheekbones, and strong jaw. That scar on his right eyebrow she had given him the first time they went on a date. Anzu nodded, reaching over to tug his shirt and pulling him down with her. Carlos had been one of the few sources of comfort for her in this place for so long now. He knew her so well, knew her better than she did. He always managed to make her laugh in the most fucked up situations. He knew how to ground her when the panic attacks hit- as rare as those were, he had always been there.

"Ew, you're all wet." Anzu pulled back when she felt the front of his shirt. She glared at the shirt as if it had just insulted her and her family.

"Yeah, wonder how that happened." Carlos rolled his eyes but smiled down at the girl in his bed. He pulled back just enough for him to take off his shirt and throw it to the side. "I didn't see you in the arena." He settled down next to Anzu, turning his body towards her. He already knew where she had been. Carlos didn't mind that Anzu hadn't been there to see him compete. He hadn't won anyway, so that spared him some teasing from the girl next to him.

"Mmm," Anzu wiggled her body closer to Carlos and pressed her forehead against his chest. "Beach. I was in my little hole. Reading." Her hand slipped around his torse and began to draw little circles on his lower back. "Finished the book Erin let me borrow." She already felt so much better. Carlos had always had that effect on her. Make her forget, even for a little while, of her home and how much she missed the Japanese beaches. She pressed her face further into his chest and closed her eyes just a little longer like this.

"When you say 'your little hole,' I really picture something else." Carlos snorted. Anzu should really come up with a better name for her spot on the beach. Calling it her "her little hole" really made minds wonder as to what the hell she was doing. "Call it the Zu Cave, or Super Secret Hideout, oh or call it Awesome Hole- no scratch that one." Gods, Carlos was horrible at coming up with names. The last time he had been allowed to name his team in capture the flag, he had called the group Fire Breathing Rubber Duckies. The funny thing was, they had won, and now that name was written down for everyone to see.

Carlos looked down, watching Anzu relax against him. He always loved seeing her like this. So carefree and relaxed. Unworried of the pressure her family had been putting on her for so long. He understood why he missed them, but he also didn't get why she was so eager to go back. Anzu knew it wasn't safe; she had to. It worried Carlos from time to time that she would finally get fed up with the camp and leave without telling him or her family. Carlos sighed softly as he ran his fingers through the pastel pink of Anzu's hair.

Anzu laughed softly, pressing her lips against the tanned skin in front of her to muffle her laughter. "Shut up, idiot." She pulled back to look at Carlos. "Mr. Team leader of the Fire Breathing Rubber Duckies. I can't believe they let you name the team and lead it." She reached up to gently pinch Carlos's nose playfully. "Idiot." Her voice tender and full of affection. She leaned in, pressing their lips together for a few seconds.

"... Thank you." Anzu sat up, shivers running up her spine from the now missing warmth of Carlos's bare chest. "I should get going. Return the book to Erin before she kills me." She looked around, looking for Ume. The rat was bundled up in Carlos's shirt that he had thrown at the floor. "Dinner at my cabin? I told Tyler it was my turn to cook." She stretched her arms over her head and let out a soft groan as her back cracked.

Carlos had been taken back by the kiss. He hadn't expected it. Just the night before, the two of them had had a fight and an ugly one at that. It had also been the reason why he had been so surprised to see Anzu in his cabin when he first came in. If he had known that this was the reason why he would have kept his mouth shut the night before. "Uh, right." He sat up, looking at Anzu with a frown. "You weren't here to hear it from Mr. D." He reached over and took her hand. He knew Anzu was tougher than she let on, but still... "Erin was blamed for stealing Aphrodite's Dove this morning. Ares blamed her, and she was given a week to get it back."

"What. The. Fuck." Anzu looked back at Carlos. Erin? Seriously? That girl wouldn't steal shit, let alone leave the fucking camp to steal some stupid bird. For Gods sake, that was the dumbest accusation ever. "You're fucking kidding me, right? You got to be. Son of a fuck nugget you're not." But the expression on Carlos's face told her no. He was not kidding. Not one bit.

"Should I go to her? Fuck, she must be freaking out." Anzu pulled her hand back and began to pace in front of the bed. She was worried, rightfully so; she knew Erin wasn't capable of that sort of thing. It was a setup. It was so fucking clear.

Carlos shook his head. It wasn't a good idea for Anzu to head over to Erin right now. "She has people with her right now. Tyler and Kyrin are with her. Some others too." He knew how bad Anzu's temper could get. It was just a matter of time for her to explode in anger and frustration. Better him to bare the front of it than Erin and a bunch of guys. Anzu would probably waste no time and just drag Erin out of camp without mercy.

"We'll go see her when she's calm." Carlos stood up, walking to her and pulling her against his chest again. "We can wait outside if you want." He brushed a hand through her hair, trying to calm her.

Anzu let Carlos wrap his arms around her. She knew he was right, but her hands were already shaking, itching to grab her swords and storm her way to Erin and drag her out to complete that fucking quest. She took a few deep breaths trying to calm down. Carlos was right. Wait until Erin was calm. Wait outside the cabin and make you she was okay.

"Yeah." Anzu nodded, looking at Carlos. "Let's go." She wasted no time as she picked up Ume and walked over to her boots. The rat snuggled closer to her cheek as if trying to comfort her. When she was ready, she adjusted the swords that hung behind her and nodded at Carlos, letting him know she was ready.

Carlos returned the nod once his shoes were on. He opened the door for Anzu and followed close behind her, keeping his eyes on her. He had to make sure she didn't slip again. They made their way past a few other cabins until they made it to Hades' cabin. There he pulled Anzu under one of the trees and away from the sun. There was no need to "You know she's a tough kid, Zu." He reached over and took her hand in his, squeezing it reassuringly. "Have you seen how she sends her hounds after some people? She's got this in the bag."

"I know. I fucking know." Anzu kept her dark eyes on the door. She knew Erin, but that didn't mean she wouldn't worry about the girl. Her fingers gripping Carlos's hand. "I'm still going to worry."
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Let me know if anything needs to be changed. I am extremely sleepy and tired right now.

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LOCATION & TIME : THE OLD STARBOARD
INTERACTIONS : ASSOCIATES & VALERIA
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Saturday night, a night that was supposed to be filled with partying, drinking, and maybe a hookup. Alejandro had planned to go out and club/bar hop all over Sol with Mara and John along with a few other members of his little "flower shop" but the night of celebrations had been put to a halt due to the visit of an unexpected guest. A guest that brought tension between him and this woman. A woman that Alejandro not dared speak against. A woman none other than his little sister Valeria Castillo Reyes, also known as the Serpiente Roja. Alejandro always wondered how come he didn't have a cool nickname like hers.

Although the visit had been unexpected, it was always welcomed. There had been hugs, kisses, and a few presents exchanged between him and his sister. As well as a few lectures about jumping into a city without thorough research of the hierarchy of the city and connections. Valeria had always been the one who followed protocol and covered every little detail to the max. While she was a woman calculated everything to the tiniest possibility, she was known to attack without warning. Strong, quick, and deadly attacks that eliminated problems in a matter of days or even weeks.

"If I had been sent here in the first place this city would already be mine." Valeria said, sipping on her scorching hot chocolate milk.

Alejandro, who had in front of her, rolled his eyes and glared at Mara when she tried to stifle a giggle. The usual three and Valeria sat in a booth in The Old Starboard bar. It was pretty busy with quite a lot of people drinking and playing about around them, unaware that the future boss of the city sat amongst them.

"Well, how about next time you just pick what city you want first. Alejandro brought his beer up to his lips to take a sip. "Besides, I heard you had some trouble down in Texas."

"It took a few days, but with the help of the police chief I managed to snuff out the last of the Ortegas and Johnsons. The chief was really helpful, you know. She even invited me to her daughter's quince next month. I might just attend and check up on Ochoa and how the operations are going down there."

"Show off." Alejandro smiled and reached over to pinch Valeria's cheek gently. "You should take a break, Vale. Relax after your victory down in Texas."

"I would have if you had already taken the city. Sol is a crucial place to make it easier to transport goods up to the North Alejandro. You can't take this job so easily. Valeria waved his hand away from her face with a little glare.

"I told you I have everything under control." He smiled, picking up his beer again. "I'm playing my cards right, Vale. You have to trust me on this one." Everything was falling into plan for him. Those who thought were above were just right in position for him to kick everything under them and make them fall. Just a few more weeks.

"You can't take this as a game, not after Huston." Valeria looked at John, who looked away quickly. "But I'm here now, and I'll help you take Sol."

LOCATION & TIME : PINK KITTEN CLUB
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TW: Violence




Lilith couldn't get Aria out of her head. Her whole two minutes up in the main stage had been a blur, just like the past hour had been while on the floor. Her bag was getting heavy as she picked it up and tied it around her pastel pink shorts- that looked more like panties. She waved at the older gentleman, smiling when he waved back and made her way to her next client. The night was busy, as most Saturdays were. The club was buzzing with clients, mostly men, a few groups of women who wondered from nearby clubs to just have some fun.

Her next client had requested a private booth, a little more secluded but in full view of the security guards to make sure the clients didn't lay a hand on the girls, a rule that Lilith always appreciated. As she made her way to booth five, Lilith wondered where Aria was. She had noticed some of the discomfort from Aria before Lilith went in, but there hadn't been much time to really talk. She should probably call her and make sure she was okay during her break.

"Hello, I'm Lilith, glad you requested me hun- Oh, fuck no." Lilith had already stepped into the curtain covered booth to see a man with dirty blonde hair, broad shoulders, and five o'clock shadow. She crossed her arms over her chest, staring down at the man sitting with his legs spread. "No. Get out."

"What? I requested you. Now you have to do your job." The man said, a sly smile spreading over his face. "You said you liked your job, didn't you? Now do it. Show me how much you like this job, Lily."

"I'm not doing this shit with you, Erik. Get out, or I'm calling security." She took a set back and glanced back to see Jerry, a security guard with long black hair looking away from the booth. "I told you to stay away from me and my job." She glared back, Erik. "Now go away." She hadn't expected him to show up here in all of the places. Erik had been angry when he had found out about Lilith's job when they had been together. He had called her names and stormed out of her apartment in the middle of the night- and not to forget the broken window.

"You will give me what I paid for; this is what you left me for." Erik suddenly stood up and walked over to Lilith, reaching down to grab her wrist with a tight grip. You will dance, and I will enjoy it. Now.

Lilith stared up at Erik a bit taken back by the sudden action. She could see what he wanted and what he would do if he didn't get it from her right now. It scared her. "Fuck. You." She kicked Erik on the shin and pushed the man back as she rushed out of the booth towards Jerry. Behind her, Erik had recovered quickly and was rushing to catch her. Lilith had managed to get the attention of the guard just as a hand took her by the hair and yanked her back and to the floor.

The next few seconds became a blur. All she felt was pain over her face and chest, then a gust of wind and yelling all around her. She felt a few pairs of hands lift her from the blood as liquid ran down the side of her face. At one point, she had some other dancers around her, trying to comfort her, but she couldn't really hear them.

Forty minutes later, Lilith texted Aria to come to pick her up at the club with a few cop cars parked outside.










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