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Born: May 25, 2011 Forum Topics Started: 4
Race: Angel Forum Posts / Replies: 42
Affiliation: Shepherds Grove Mail Replies Sent: 1705
Home City: New York Mail Sent: 280
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I survived the great Bloodout of 2011...with only minor withdrawal symptoms
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Best RP August 2014
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Celebrating Nine years of Bloodletting - October 2015
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Best RP May 2016
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2017 Winter Bloodies ~ Best Angel
2017 Winter Bloodies ~ Best Character Background
2017 Winter Bloodies ~ Best Couple
2018 Summer Bloodies - Best Angel
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Gideon Abernathy 12/29/18 Quirk
Iím on my way, Iíll take a shift with him.
But if he sh!ts on me, itís over.
Make sure heís aware of the repercussions.
Gideon Abernathy 12/23/18 Quirk
Doubtful. Heís an Abernathy.
He knows I wonít love him anymore if he pulls that sh!t.
A motherís love is unconditional.
Gideon Abernathy 12/21/18 Quirk
I see...
Gideon Abernathy 12/20/18 Quirk
Itís either a claiming thing, or a dominance thing.
Did you pee on him, then?
Gideon Abernathy 11/16/18 ďJust us,Ē he finally breathes, feeling his shoulders sag with the strain of holding himself upright for so long. Carefully, but tiredly, he collapses onto the bed beside her, taking Finn up and cooing softly as he attempts a fuss. Calmed, he settles into Gideonís arms, procuring a glint of pride from his fatherís eyes.

He leans back against the headboard, closing his eyes and breathing a contented sigh. ďHow are you feeling? Is everything healing properly? No post partum?Ē
WildKat 11/07/18 Congrats on PotD!
Gideon Abernathy 10/31/18 He doesnít dare stray far from the house. Quinn is about ready to pop, and has slowly deteriorated all day. Still, Gideon is anxious for his wife, so when he disappears for a quick smoke, heís sure to remain in hearing distance.

When she calls for him, heís there instantly.

ďCome on, back inside.Ē He supports her by the elbow, helping her waddle over the threshold as he gathers himself for what is to come. Instructions are given to Mary to assemble everyone and everything that they would need.

Itís time.
Gideon Abernathy 10/31/18 Gideonís smile falters slightly as she watches her practically squirm in her discomfort. Still, his jaw sets, acting as a focusing point to keep the worry at bay. ďMe, too,Ē he finally utters, lost in his own mind.
Gideon Abernathy 10/31/18 ďDone.Ē He c0cks a cheeky grin, bending slightly to kiss her temple, though his hand never lets up. Her swollen stomach moves slightly, procuring a cant of his head. Softly, he asks, ďDo you think it will be today?Ē
Gideon Abernathy 10/30/18 An affectionate glance would be sent Quinn's way as she attempts to make herself comfortable. Wearily, he takes stock of her form, as the kid could come any day now. "Just rest," he urges, coming to rest next to her, a hand rubbing a soothing pattern into her lower back. "Need anything?"
Gideon Abernathy 10/28/18 Quirk
Anything, for you.
Gideon Abernathy 10/28/18 Quirk
I just wanted to be nearby.
Just in case.
Gideon Abernathy 10/28/18 Quirk
Youíre getting closer as we speak.
Donít be anxious.
Gideon Abernathy 10/28/18 Quirk
Gideon Abernathy 10/28/18 Quirk
Are you afraid?
Gideon Abernathy 10/28/18 Quirk
Sheís your friend. You trusted her.
We all make mistakes.
Gideon Abernathy 10/28/18 Quirk
You canít predict otherís actions. Just let me know if you need me.
Gideon Abernathy 10/28/18 Quirk
I love you, too.
Take your time.
Gideon Abernathy 10/28/18 Quirk
Be careful.
Gideon Abernathy 10/28/18 Quirk
Youíre four hours away. Iíll send Ryan home. Do you want me to come?
Gideon Abernathy 10/28/18 Quirk
Iím on my way.

Gideon Abernathy 10/05/18 Youíre going to be great.
Gideon Abernathy 09/26/18 Stop worrying so much.
Iíll be right there with you, every step of the way.
Just trust me.
Gideon Abernathy 09/24/18 I suppose then we have a happy, fat baby?
Gideon Abernathy 09/24/18 Back rub.
Gideon Abernathy 09/24/18 I've been telling you, you need to rest more.
Gideon Abernathy 08/20/18 His eyes remain shut, though the questions procures a considering frown. "Just a year?" There's disbelief in his voice, but doing the math, he comes to the same conclusion. Humming contentedly as an arm snakes around her, he presses a kiss to her forehead. "A lot's changed. I'm amazed you've stuck with me."
Saito Eiji 08/17/18 Never reach out to me again.
Saito Eiji 08/17/18 She only gets one word in response. What.
Noli Joudain 08/15/18 Quinn
Finn is good! I like Finn.
Well. Um.
Where haven't I been?
Don't worry.
Everything is great!
I'll be home soon.
Noli Joudain 08/14/18 Quinn
I'm safe.
No problems so far!
I'll see you soon.

Also, I hope you've picked better names.
The kid hated the others.
I think.
Gideon Abernathy 08/13/18 Whatever you say, dear.
Gideon Abernathy 08/13/18 Quinn, itís fine. Heís fine. The bedroom and the girl are fine. Weíll be there soon.
Gideon Abernathy 08/13/18 I trust you. And Iíd rather she like you more than me.
Thatís the thing, heís here. Iím showing him around, getting him acquainted.
Before you freak out, itís fine. The spare bedroom is fine.
Gideon Abernathy 08/13/18 Sheís been through a lot of trauma, though. Just make sure sheís comfortable with it. Her scum father may have done more damage than we realize.
I know next to nothing about him, which is my concern. Tell Sam heíll be staying with us while he gets settled. We donít have a house for him. And if I need them to, yes. I need to keep an eye on him. The commune isnít just going to take him in, even if heís been a loyal customer. And I want to make sure he doesnít go running off into the night, should he not like what he sees. Thatís too dangerous for us.
Gideon Abernathy 08/13/18 Have you talked to her about this?
She may not want a birthday.
Is there more than one kind of houseguest? Heís a prospective member, by the name of Ignatius. Seems nice enough, but that almost makes me question his motives more. Apparently heís been coming to the market frequently for the past couple weeks.
Gideon Abernathy 08/13/18 What an ambiguous statement.
Doesnít she have a birthday?
Also, weíre taking in a houseguest.
Gideon Abernathy 08/05/18 Gideon pops his head around the corner, curious gaze finding his wife practically doubled over laughing. ďQuinn.Ē She doesnít answer. ĒQuinn.Ē Still nothing. Slightly annoyed, but humorously so, he crosses the distance and pulls the bud from her ear.

ďQuinn,Ē he states again, incredulous laughter punctuating her name, ďwhat are you being so loud over? Samís trying to sleep.Ē
Gideon Abernathy 07/29/18 What are you looking at me like that for?
-suppresses gagging-
Anything, for you.
-will be having leftovers himself-
Gideon Abernathy 07/29/18 Love you, too, beautiful.
Iím only as good as you deserve.
Gideon Abernathy 07/29/18 -blinks-
Whatever you say...
Gideon Abernathy 07/29/18 ...are you feeling okay?
Maybe you should lie down.
Gideon Abernathy 07/29/18 I... donít know what youíre talking about?
El Orlav 07/22/18 New Snap
Gideon Abernathy 07/18/18 #quiddeonforever
Gideon Abernathy 07/13/18 Mhmm.
What does your heart desire, mi alma.
Gideon Abernathy 07/13/18 ...I say your name like that all the time.
And youíre not fat. Youíre beautiful and perfect and growing our child.
Would you like some ice cream?
Gideon Abernathy 07/13/18 Of course he deserves his mother, Quinn.
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/18 Your tone left a lot to be desired.
Iíll give you the benefit of the doubt, though.
Finn deserves his mini donkey and a mother that supports his father.
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/18 You wound me.
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/18 ...who said anything about you riding the mini donkey?
This is for my son, and Iíll thank you not to diminish it.
He deserves the best.
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/18 Damn, Quinn, you almost had me hooked...
...except you just wonít get his species right.
Looks like Iíll be retrieving our sonís valiant steed alone.
Gideon Abernathy 07/12/18 Oh my god.
How could you do this.
You let me leave that mini donkey in New Orleans.
I have to go back.
Gideon Abernathy 07/07/18 Gross. We arenít naming him after a cartoon.
I mean, if you want the spicy ones, Iíll sign the waiver for you.
I highly doubt they police it that extensively.
Or I could just get both.
Thatís the smarter idea.
And extra celery.
Gideon Abernathy 07/07/18 Okay, I know youíre referring to the kid, but... his name is Finn.
I donít do shortened names.
And I hate the name Finneas...
What kind of wings would Finn like?
Gideon Abernathy 06/30/18 I...
You know what, whatever.
Anything for you, mi alma.
Gideon Abernathy 06/30/18 Sadly romantic.
Gideon Abernathy 06/30/18 Youíll be dead, remember?
And if our baby is Alien and kills you, I can guarantee you, I will kill it.
Gideon Abernathy 06/30/18, I believe we kill it.
Gideon Abernathy 06/30/18 Well, this also isnít Alien, so I assumed we were operating under the realm of the fantastical.
Gideon Abernathy 06/30/18 Yeah, if you donít know what youíre doing.
Gideon Abernathy 06/30/18 Who said anything about you dying?
It could just be a really aggressive c-section.
Gideon Abernathy 06/30/18 ...okay, but like.... how cool would that be, right?
Gideon Abernathy 06/25/18 ...whatís that supposed to mean?
Gideon Abernathy 06/25/18 If I recall, you didnít like Oscar.
You said it made him sound ďgrouchy.Ē
Gideon Abernathy 06/25/18 Are middle names really that important?
Gideon Abernathy 06/22/18 Iím done.
Gideon Abernathy 06/22/18 Who the hell are Huck and Finn?
Donít ruin this.
Gideon Abernathy 06/22/18 Absolutely not. Thatís a cop out and I wonít stand for it. about Finn?
Gideon Abernathy 06/22/18 he a thousand?
I donít want to do this anymore.
When he gets old enough, he can name himself.
Gideon Abernathy 06/22/18 How about Jake?
Gideon Abernathy 06/21/18 What the fvck kind of name is that?
Abel. Biblical.
Gideon Abernathy 06/21/18 Heís not a tellytubby.
Oscar. Sophisticated.
Gideon Abernathy 06/21/18 Gross. I hate that.
Thaddeus is a strong name.
Gideon Abernathy 06/17/18 As he closes the distance between himself and the house, the loud music permeates his ears and he can't help but grin. Quinn must be in a good mood today, something that had once been so few and far between, but now seemed to increase in frequency.

Gideon quietly lets himself in but barely makes it through the door before he stops dead in his tracks. For a moment, his heart stops; has he forgotten some important anniversary? Yet, as he takes in the decorations, his brow only furrows. World's Best Dad?


That stupid Hallmark holiday.

For obvious reasons, it hadn't been a staple in his household, growing up. Still, he crosses over to the gift and extracts all the items. It makes his heart sink and his stomach gurgle unnaturally, but he plasters a smile on his face all the same.

He holds up the shirt and the onesie, his brow quirked humorously. "Cute," he cedes before pressing a soft kiss to his wife's cheek. "I hope you didn't do all of this by yourself."
Gideon Abernathy 06/16/18 Iíll go pick something up.
Good thing Iím the favorite.
Gideon Abernathy 06/16/18 Oh, come on, Iím just kidding.
Iím my favorite person, too!
Gideon Abernathy 06/16/18 ...what is this, do you want something?
...did you do something?
Tiber Loche 06/12/18 Once again Tiber's thick thumbs paused over they virtual letters on the phone. His jaw set tight while his eyes scrolled past the words over and over again. No simple expression could encompass what he was feeling, or how heavy the blow was to the pit of his stomach. Tiber felt like it's contents were going to spill onto the hotel floor, but he chokes his nerves back down and tightens his fingers into a hard fist to keep his hands from shaking.

Wow Quinnie, that's amazing! We're so happy for you. Gideon must be ecstatic. Everyone has a past. I'm sure Tiber knows that you don't blame him for what happened...

Again, the urge to wretch threatens to overcome him.

Are you going to tell him?
Tiber Loche 06/12/18 Quinnie It's okay. You can tell me anything, you know that.
Imogen Moreau 06/10/18 "Well that makes the both of us. I might have to get it as a tattoo."
Imogen Moreau 06/10/18 "Nolite te *******es carborundorum", Imogen replies before stopping abruptly, blinking. "I have no idea where that came from."
Gideon Abernathy 06/09/18 At the beginning, he suppresses the urge to roll his eyes, but her last comment leaves him fuming and before he can stop himself, heís reacting.

ďDonít be a martyr now, Quinn, ever since that kid was conceived, weíve been gambling with its life. Have you forgotten who its grandfather is? Who its father is? This isnít just idle sh-t to me. I truly believe that all this doctor bullsh-t will do more harm than good, but you do what you want with it. After all, itís not going to grow up even remembering my face.Ē

Instantly, he whitens, jaw clenched. Heís said too much, but thereís no going back now.
Gideon Abernathy 06/09/18 He can feel the frustration rolling off her before she even opens her mouth. Before he responds, he takes a deep breath, letting some of his own tension escape with the air. This is delicate, and heís not good with delicate.

ďWhat are they going to do if itís not healthy, Quinn? Tell us itís not healthy? People have been having babies for centuries without doctors. I mean, come on, allergy testing? Pump the kid full of sh-t just to see if he reacts to the sh-t? Why does that make sense? This is just money-grabbing, and a way to be controlled.. But itís not up to me, is it?Ē

Heís remarkably calm, considering. Gideon is no fool, he realizes his views are outlandish to anyone deemed to be normal. But theyíre still his, and subjecting his child - and wife - to who knows what does not sit well with him.
Gideon Abernathy 06/09/18 Quirk
Why does there need to be an appointment for this? You know when weíll know if itís a boy or girl? When itís born...
I donít like doctors, Quinn. I donít trust them. But fine. Iíll meet you at the car.
Gideon Abernathy 06/09/18 Quirk
Allergy testing? Weíll know he has allergies if he has a reaction to something.
And I know a guy. We can get him vaccinated without the need for doctors.
Gideon Abernathy 06/09/18 Quirk
I donít think youíll be asking me anything if the time comes.

She doesnít need to know about the copious amounts of research heíd already been doing, just in case...
Gideon Abernathy 06/09/18 Quirk
I have the utmost confidence in your abilities, but youíre right, you wonít be letting them. If thatís the natural course of things, Iíll do it.
Gideon Abernathy 06/09/18 Quirk
Again, this is how we do things, which is why I didnít think we should be getting pregnant, but here we are.
Youíre not having that baby in a hospital. You and it will not be welcome back. You really want to alienate the child before itís even born?
Gideon Abernathy 06/09/18 Quirk
If something goes wrong, weíll handle it. These women have delivered many babies, hell some of them even delivered me.
This is how we do things.
Gideon Abernathy 06/09/18 Quirk
Maternity ward?
You realize youíre giving birth at home, yes?
Gideon Abernathy 06/09/18 Quirk
A birth plan sounds like a waste of time.
And I guess if you want to tell someone that, but Iím not making a playlist for you.
Jay Lian 06/08/18 Hardly needs one. It already has all the vegetables and bacon grease.
Jay Lian 06/08/18 If 'There's something about Mary' is anything to go by ..
Jay Lian 06/08/18 Probably a good thing. Bacon grease can be hard to get out.
Jay Lian 06/08/18 ... you weren't with him in the blanket were you?
Gideon Abernathy 06/08/18 Quirk
That just makes it my civic duty to make them understand.
Gideon Abernathy 06/08/18 Quirk
Who the fvck puts mushrooms on taco pizza anyway? Is that something Iím going to have to address? They should already know, right?
Be home soon.
Gideon Abernathy 06/08/18 Quirk
Donít guilt me. I know youíre not meaning to, but thatís whatís happening. Would you like me to just come out and say it? Invite her here. Just do it. She canít be any more dangerous than anything weíve already seen.
What do you want? Iíll go get it.
Gideon Abernathy 06/08/18 Quirk
Youíre right, Iím sorry. That was out of line.

While the sentiment is true, he still feels the pulse of anger just below the surface. Itís not toward Quinn, not really. But he knows the conversation canít continue; for his part, heís not in the right mindset.

I trust you.
Gideon Abernathy 06/08/18 Quirk
Sometimes I wonder if you do.
But, like I said, itís your call. You donít owe me requesting permission.
Gideon Abernathy 06/08/18 Staring down his own instability, he fights the urge to hurl the phone across the room. He knows she wants to say more, but sheís biting her tongue, and for some inexplicable reason, it infuriates him.

Do what you will, but sheís your responsibility.
Gideon Abernathy 06/08/18 Quirk
Absolutely not. You donít even know her, Quinn, and I can tell you without a doubt that sheís unstable.
Jay Lian 06/08/18 I prefer cops in those.

Because they're pigs.

Get it?
Gideon Abernathy 06/08/18 Quirk
What are you suggesting, rushing off to New York? What if you get hurt?
Gideon Abernathy 06/08/18 Quirk
Uh, exactly what you did. Weíre in California, not much else to do.
Jay Lian 06/08/18 Is the vegetable wrapped in anything?

.... other than blankets?

Couldn't help myself.
Gideon Abernathy 06/07/18 "No," he insists, rising from his seated position beside her and tucking the paper under his arm, "I'll take care of everything. Why don't you take a quick power nap, I'll come get you when everything's ready." Without waiting for confirmation, he presses a kiss atop her head and sets off about his business.

An hour later, he returns to find her in a deeper slumber than she'd surely meant to be in, but he can only imagine the exhaustion that comes with making a child from scratch. Softly, he shakes his head good-naturedly before waking her with a kiss. Her chocolate hues flutter open and he takes his cue to scoop her up in his capable arms.

Carrying her out to the garden, in a glade surrounded by redwoods, he sets her down gently on the blanket. Before her is a hearty spread of tomatoes, peppers, assorted berries, cured meats, a plethora of cheeses, and, of course, crackers. To wash it all down, he's brought a pitcher of lightly sweetened tea and some cold water bottles, just in case.

He lowers himself down next to her, clearly pleased with himself, and takes a moment to bask in the warming sun. Normally, Gideon doesn't like the encroaching summer, but he can certainly enjoy the freedom that comes with being away from New Orleans and the Flock of the Shepherd.
Jay Lian 06/07/18 Oh. *blinks* What an odd question. Why would one ask such an odd question?
Jay Lian 06/07/18 I suppose, to answer your question, I do not like, nor do I care to eat, any depressed and jobless, wheelchaired vegetables.
Gideon Abernathy 06/07/18 Her comparison procures a chuckle from the man, but he manages to bite his tongue. However, a grimace does curl his lips downward, and he shudders at her odd cravings.

Whatever the kid wants, right?

ďWhy donít we go on a picnic then? Just the two of us. Well,Ē he pauses, giving another sideways glance, ďand the kid, I guess.Ē
Lil Joe 06/07/18 When you know people that know people that was with some people, then you can find out any information that you wish to know! I have not read it. Unfortunately I do not know how to read.
Gideon Abernathy 06/07/18 With an amused expression, he offers a sideways glance but otherwise doesnít look up from the paper heís half-heartedly reading. ďOf course itís getting bigger, thatís what we want, yes? A healthy, growing baby.Ē

At her defeated tone, he folds the paper neatly and gives her his full attention. ďWhat would you like to replace the saltines? Anything your heart desires, you name it.Ē Heís no fool; itís never as simple as another sleeve of crackers.
Jay Lian 06/07/18 Wait ... are they vegetables because they were canned? Seems an overreaction to losing one's job. Though I agree, depressed people are gross.
Lil Joe 06/06/18 Normally I would say I am almost positive but one never really knows. I could only answer the question honestly if I had seen him swing a wiffle ball bat. If he is able to do it as well as me then there is only one answer, if not.... Then definitely no.
Jay Lian 06/06/18 I never understood why people ruin their meals with all that extra equipment. It's an insult to the creator. Of said meal.
Gideon Abernathy 06/05/18 Quirk
Theres no such thing as a good surprise...
But fine.
When and where?
Gideon Abernathy 06/05/18 Quirk
Define fun...
Lil Joe 06/05/18 Maybe. Maybe not. Did you know Jesus was a Jew? I'm not a jew.
Jay Lian 06/05/18 As long as I don't have to eat the wheelchair as well.
Astrid 06/04/18 You wouldn't be wrong.

Tiber Loche 06/02/18 Miss Addie? That's not right... She doesn't think...?

It's fine, Quinn. I was worried about you, but I'm glad you're okay. Are you hurt? I can be there in twelve hours.

I can be there in six if I kicked Derek out of the drivers seat...
Gideon Abernathy 05/24/18 ďI love you, too,Ē he responds, the sentimental smile returning to his own voice. Heís anxious, thereís no denying it. But she is capable, and Noli adds a small amount of comfort to the situation. In the same token, however, she adds just as much uncertainty.

ďIíll try to call again tomorrow. Donít bother trying this phone again. And watch out for yourself. Heís up to something, and no one comes above your safety.Ē Thereís an inflection in his tone that is clear; she is not to toss aside her own well-being for anyone else.

With that, he shares a soft parting before ending the call and smashing the phone into the concrete, just as Ryan approaches. ďGood timing,Ē the psychopath murmurs, ďI need another one, as soon as possible...Ē
Gideon Abernathy 05/24/18 ďAs soon as Ióď

He is cut off by the commotion on the other end, and he presses the phone harder into his ear, as if that would somehow make it easier to hear. John is sick. Black eyes narrow, even as his heart hitches in his chest. There is something within him that demands urgency, and he almost jumps in the car and hightails it back to the commune. But thereís too much riding on him finding them a new home; he has to trust in Quinnís abilities.

ďYeah, I heard it,Ē he mumbles absently, mind racing for an easy fix. But when it comes to John, there is no simple solution. He breathes a hefty sigh, hoping it would calm his frayed nerves. No such luck.

ďRecruit Kyle to help you,Ē he says off-handedly, a sudden darker shift to his tone. ďJohn trusts him, heíll tell him anything, and Kyle knows whatís at stake.Ē At least, he better.
Gideon Abernathy 05/22/18 I got this.

He smiles, a somewhat pained expression, but it's there nonetheless. At her question, his eyes find the two men he'd been traveling with: Ryan and James. It's unclear if they can be trusted, which is why he agreed to only take the pair. Two, he can handle. Anymore, and he has sheer numbers against him.

We've been looking for someone like you. Someone with a kindred mentality and the balls to follow-through. We can learn a lot from you...

"I think I have a lead," he finally breathes, the hint of a smile in his voice. "Don't worry, I'll be back soon, I promise. Just keep yourself safe, okay?"
Gideon Abernathy 05/22/18 A sigh of relief escapes him as she carries on, her voice bringing a small smile to his lips. A heavy weight lifts off his shoulders and he physically rolls off the tension. He leans back against the wheel of the car, his makeshift hideaway from the others concealing him for the time being.

ďIím fine,Ē he offers, brushing off her concern to replace it with his own. ďWhat about you? How are you feeling? Is everything going okay?Ē
Gideon Abernathy 05/21/18 Leaning his head back after the message indicates it's been delivered, he barely has time to close his eyes before the device starts to vibrate. His eyes lock on the screen as he takes in the familiar number, a strange feeling of relief and dread mixing in his psyche. It doesn't have to be her, and if it's not...

Before the phone has time to stop ringing, he hits the answer button and brings it to his ear. Again, he hesitates, his voice catching in his throat before he finally chokes out her name.

Gideon Abernathy 05/21/18 It takes an unbearably long time for the call to go to voicemail, and Gideon blankly listens to the automated voice prompting him. His heart is racing as he tries not jump to conclusions. Doing the math, it makes sense that she would be in class. Yes, that must be it. It has to be.

Not totally convinced, but doing his best to keep a straight face, he contemplates a message to type out that wouldn't give him away to prying eyes. In the same token, he knows she's grown distrustful; if it's too vague, she might not respond at all. A conundrum.

Unknown Number
I saw Wyoming. It was beautiful.

It might at least keep them off his trail, and hopefully she'd get the message.
Gideon Abernathy 05/21/18 Gideon stares down at the burner clutched firmly in his hand. Ryan had presented it to him a couple hours ago, "just in case." On more than one occasion, this new follower and his compatriot had proven themselves loyal, but he can't trust anyone under the circumstances, so he hesitates.

A deep breath carries out the weight of some of his worries, if only to allow him a moment to process. What does he have to lose? His mind is plagued with the unknown of Quinn's well-being, so he hasn't slept restfully in a few nights. He can easily toss the phone, just as he has so many times before.

Plus, hearing her voice would do wonders for his morale.

From memory, he easily recalls the number that he'd whispered to himself countless times. The dial tone plays it's mournful sound as he waits with baited breath, unsure of what he'll do is she doesn't pick up.
Noli Joudain 05/14/18 Hazel orbs, reddened from pouring over some questionable tome, would roam over the text before sliding a trusty friend in a boot before replying.
No chances.
Not ever.

On my way.
Gideon Abernathy 05/13/18 Quirk
Watch your backs and keep your heads down. I'll come for you soon.
I love you.
Gideon Abernathy 05/12/18 A low chuckle escapes him at her question. "I am the rightful leader." Yet even as he says it, Eiji's hateful gaze permeates his psyche, and suddenly his head is spinning once more.

Closing his eyes, he lets out a hard sigh. They have to leave as peacefully as possible, as loathe as Gideon is to let John disappear into the shadows. An enemy for a later day, as their time in New Orleans as come to a hasty end. "We have to give them an choice. Tomorrow is Sunday. I'll address the Flock. They have until I get back to decide. Then, we go our separate ways."

Again, he meets her with that hard stare, inebriated as he is. "You will protect yourself at all costs. You are the most important thing here. And if anyone asks, you know what to tell them..." His eyesight is going blurry, and he can feel himself losing consciousness, but he finds to hold on to his clarity. "I love you, Quinn. You do know that..."
Gideon Abernathy 05/12/18 He offers an apologetic smile before shaking his head slowly, sitting up even though his head is spinning. "Not yet, Quinn... I can't tell you yet." It's partially for their safety; the less she knows right now, the better. But there's a part of him that isn't ready to address it, so he's grateful for the convenience.

"I'm in danger here." His voice is steady even as he pinches the bridge of his nose. "Someone has been documenting my every move. I don't know how, and I don't know how much information they have. All I know is I have to find us a new home. Tomorrow."

Grounding himself, he meets her gaze, concern evident in her chocolate hues. "I want to be better for you, Quinn. I'll be better. We'll start anew. We'll make a home for our child. And I'll find it for us, tomorrow." He nods effortlessly, as if resolve alone will solve all their problems.

He falls back into the grass once more, a low oof escaping him. "I'll fix everything... Tomorrow..."
Gideon Abernathy 05/12/18 The bottle of Suntory now holds a few swigs, Gideon having finally uncapped it. It had been a gift from Eiji a few years ago, and he hadn't found a good excuse to open it. Now seems just as good a time as any, and the garden is always inviting.

The cut left on his cheek still bled freely, as he couldn't muster up the resolve to give a damn. He always knew this day would come, but that doesn't make it any easier to deal with. The loss he feels is great, much deeper than any he'd ever felt. Eiji's promise is knit deeply in the walls of his mind, and now more than ever, he must come to terms with the fact that his days are numbered. The future of Quinn and their unborn child needs to be ensured, and immediately. Eiji couldn't kill him this time and while he can honestly say he trusts the man, he can't trust his moral compass. He could pass those files off to the cops tonight, and Gideon's fate could be signed as early as the following day.

Downing the rest of the whiskey, he animatedly tilts back too far and plops down on the ground, hard. In his drunken state, the pain doesn't really register, though it's sure to smart tomorrow. He rubs at his face, as if trying to sober up, and pulls out his phone. His eyes rove over the texts he's received earlier in the day. You should really stop hiding the Cheetos on top of the cabinets. A grin forms on his face, but quickly melts into a frown. Not even an hour ago, and he'd offered his life up, not even a thought to how it would affect her. God, she deserves much more than what he can give.

Sighing, he types out a quick text before falling back onto the grass. The world spins a little faster than usual, but it's a nice reprieve to the turmoil he feels.

Meet me in the garden?
Gideon Abernathy 05/12/18 Quirk
You can try.
Gideon Abernathy 05/12/18 Quirk
Gideon Abernathy 05/12/18 Quirk
That sounds disgusting. Stop eating gross sh-t in the name of my child.
Gideon Abernathy 04/30/18 Quirk
Yeah, that seems totally normal.
Gideon Abernathy 04/30/18 Quirk
Oh, is she? So what did she want then?
Gideon Abernathy 04/30/18 Quirk
You mean, the night with the detective? So, you got drunk enough that you think you might have sent a text that you donít remember to a potential psychopath? With a detective in the room wth you?
Gideon Abernathy 04/30/18 Quirk
I donít think thatís the case. You havenít drank since you met her, have you?
Gideon Abernathy 04/30/18 Quirk
If you donít feel sheís some ďcrazy person,Ē then why did you bring it up?
Gideon Abernathy 04/29/18 Quirk
Oh, right.
What'd she want?

Also, maybe don't respond. I don't know how the fvck she got your number, but I don't trust her.
Gideon Abernathy 04/29/18 Quirk
Gideon Abernathy 04/29/18 Quirk
I've never heard of that happening...
Tiber Loche 04/21/18 ..
Gideon Abernathy 04/21/18 ...let me get this straight.
Not only did you eat the rest of my Cheetos, but you dipped them in that abomination of a dressing?
Gideon Abernathy 04/21/18 I donít know.
Completely unrelated, did you eat the rest of my hot cheetos? Again?
Tiber Loche 04/20/18
Saito Eiji 04/18/18 ...I don't have a brother?
Gideon Abernathy 04/16/18 "Uh..." A face is pulled at her worry, as he can't quite seem to grasp what she means. Just because he doesn't want a baby doesn't mean he'd stop wanting her. Or is that normal?

"I'll always want you." Even as he says it, his voice is far away. It makes the sentiment no less true; he simply can't fathom what they're going to do with a child in a cult. Then again, why would they have to do anything? There are plenty of kids in the Flock, and they seem...fine.

Just like he was.

"Everything will be fine." He has to convince both of them.
Gideon Abernathy 04/15/18 About nine weeks...

A shudder rolls through him, and he gulps down the rest of the hot drink. There is a long pause before she inquires as to his well-being, and he can only meet her gaze, his grip on the mug tightening all the more. What a loaded question.

"I don't know," he finally manages, coupling it with what seems to be a shrug. Nothing doesn't seem quite accurate, as he's certain he's feeling something. "You... How are you feeling?"
Gideon Abernathy 04/15/18 ďSo itís happening.Ē

His voice comes out in a croak, and he takes a large swig of the black coffee that may or may not have a few hearty splashes of whiskey in it. It burns all the way down, for more reasons than one.

A child... in this world...

He wants to be happy; he knows full-well that heís taking joy away from Quinn, who should feel ecstatic by such news. Sheíd been trying to soften him to the idea since they got together, and heís not foolish enough to honestly believe that she did this on purpose. The only thing she could love more than them is a baby produced by them, and she wouldnít want it here, of all places.

Or perhaps she did this to sway their leaving... No, he shouldnít think like that...

But she could have.

ďHow...far along?Ē
Gideon Abernathy 04/13/18 Quirk
But itís $20!
Gideon Abernathy 04/13/18 Quirk
...what the hell does that matter? It could have been clenched in Satanís ass cheeks and I still wouldíve picked it up.
Gideon Abernathy 04/13/18 Quirk
What are you talking about? Itís my lucky day. I found twenty bucks on the ground.
Noli Joudain 04/09/18 Quinn
Monday is perfect.
Just let me know when you get into town.
Gideon Abernathy 04/09/18 Quirk
Love you, Quinn.
Gideon Abernathy 04/09/18 Quirk
Follow your gut. You donít need my permission. Itís just as much yours as it is mine.
Gideon Abernathy 04/09/18 Quirk
Magnolia is a strange name, too.
This is your thing, remember. If I come, Iíll just be a crutch for you to stand on. And personally, I donít know that bringing a new person into the mix is a good idea right now, but thatís not my call.
You got this.
Gideon Abernathy 04/09/18 Quirk
Noli? Thatís a strange name...
Are you sure thatís a good idea? What if I scare her off?
Noli Joudain 04/09/18 Quinn
Well, it means I can meet you at anytime.
Or any place.
I quit my job.
Bought a second place in the city.
I've lost my damn mind.
Whatever is easiet for you, but if anything we can meet at NOLA City Bark, I take Sabine there often.
Weekdays are quiet.
Noli Joudain 04/08/18 QuinnHi Quinn! That'd be great!
Having a 'Rapunzal leaving the tower' moment.
Would love your input!
When and where?
Gideon Abernathy 04/08/18 Quirk
Read 1:24pm
Gideon Abernathy 04/07/18 The truth is, he doesnít know how to feel, in more ways than one.

Abruptly, he rises from the chair again, and this time, it falls back from sheer force. ďJust make the appointment,Ē is offered, followed by incoherent mumbling that even he canít make out. His mind is in a whirlwind, having been presented with something heíd never thought heíd be presented with.

Thereís no telling where the storm would lead him.
Gideon Abernathy 04/06/18 He fidgets. His fingers idly drum, his leg bounces up and down, and he can feel the creep-crawly feeling on the back of his neck. This was never was supposed to happen, they'd talked about it. And while Quinn wasn't overly thrilled, he thought they'd been on the same page.

Truthfully, he's blind-sided.

Mind racing, he considers her words. Everything in him wants to stay as far away from that appointment as possible, but there's a sliver of his conscience that tells him to be there for Quinn. And, honestly, to hear the words - one way or another - for himself. But...

"Will they ask for any of my personal information?" Gideon's never stepped foot inside a hospital, and he doesn't know anything about their operation. This sort of thing just makes him...paranoid.
Gideon Abernathy 04/06/18 His eyes widen and then narrow. Sheís late; just what they need. His mind goes in different directions, thinking of the vasectomy he shouldíve gotten and a baby that made his head spin.

He downs the rest of his drink and sinks back into the chair heíd only just left. A refill is due, and he pours the whiskey into the glass before downing half of that as well. He stares forward, his expression blank.

Finally, he speaks. ďDo you want me to come with you?Ē
Gideon Abernathy 04/06/18 Again, heís stopped just as his fingers touch the doorknob. He turns back to her, his eye twitching just slightly. ďWhy would you need to go to the doctor? Are you sick?Ē

Quinn has showed no signs of ailment, yet Gideon refuses to accept that thereís a chance she might actually be pregnant. Itís not in the cards for him, nor does he have any kind of desire for such a burden on them. Not to mention the high possibility of it carrying on the lovely, psychotic family genetics...
Gideon Abernathy 04/06/18 Gideon leans back in his chair, swirling the amber liquid before taking a large swig. The whiskey burns all the way down, but it buys him a bit of time to ponder Quinnís request.

The Flock is growing colder, and while Quinn blames herself, Gideon blames his father. There are plenty of people here still loyal to him, and his presence is a slight against their influence. Bringing an outsider in may prove to help Quinn adapt, but it could also put them even further in the ground.

ďNo,Ē he finally states before another drink is taken. ďItís too risky. They already donít trust us.Ē

Rising from the table, his glass clutched firmly in hand, he moves to step out. Something stops him, and his gaze falls to his struggling wife. They had never discussed her condition outright, and heíd just taken to assuming that she was lying. But... ďYou know, maybe you should. They can believe sheís a nurse or something...Ē Itís an absent-minded thought, one she can take or leave as she will.
Tiber Loche 04/05/18 -quietly slips back into the woods-
Tiber Loche 04/05/18 -for shame-
Tiber Loche 04/05/18 -'obviously' none the wiser-
Tiber Loche 04/05/18 ->_>-
Quinn Abernathy, Tiber Loche
Gideon Abernathy 04/05/18 Quirk
I trust your judgment. And honestly, I have no idea who Dr. Seuss is.
Noli Joudain 04/05/18 Her own easy smile met Quinn's easily; it was a blessing to be sure to find someone in this city that Noli had some much in common with.

Small town teacher (and from the way Noli's gut was reacting, secrets just as big as her own) in the big ol' city.


"Your home sounds lovely. Despite being surrounded by my family, we're not that close." It was an inoccuous comment, something that she was sure the other woman needed; more than that, Noli wouldn't pry further. She might not like it, but she did trust her gut. "My number there, you'll call or text if you need anything, right? It doesn't have to be about Emeline. I have to go see my uncle, but I would love to continue this sometime. Talk shop? Or anything, for that matter. It was really wonderful meeting you."

Noli hesitated before she started to move back into the crowd and onto facing her demons; something told her this blonde, needed more help than her sister did and for someone like Magnolia, she couldn't just leave without making sure she'd do what she could to help. "Quinn, just a phone call. That's all it takes. Whatever you need."
Gideon Abernathy 04/05/18 Quirk
Oh right.
Which one is that again?
Gideon Abernathy 04/05/18 Quirk
Noli Joudain 04/04/18 Noli couldn't help but to silently agree that perhaps the discussion of Detective Norse should come to an end; neither woman seemed to know him well enough to comment, but of course, that wouldn't stop her from using the information later. Until then...

"Oh, yes! It was all I ever wanted to do. We left Louisiana when I was fourteen because of Katrina, but all I wanted to do was come back and help in some way. I'm good at it and love the younger ages; they are so blissfully unaware of the world. Just full of wonder. To shape that, it's great isn't it?"

Honestly, the brunette could go on forever about teaching; books, art, methods. She loved it all. But her new friend was shifting the conversation and onto another subject that was quite safe for them to discuss without Noli blurting out anything that could implicate her in a body dump.

"It's a little ol' shrimping town about two hours from here. Nothing huge, but not too small. Mostly it's filled with my family, in fact, I live in my grandparent's old house. Listen to me go on and on, what about you, where is your tiny town?"
Gideon Abernathy 04/02/18 Quirk
That won't happen, Quinn. If they kill you, they won't bury you in the garden.
Gideon Abernathy 04/02/18 Quirk
Why would you be buried in the garden?
Gideon Abernathy 04/02/18 Quinn
I told you that this wouldn't be easy, that they wouldn't be receptive. If you want out, that's fine, I will meet you in Wyoming. But they followed us before, what's to stop them from doing it again?
Gideon Abernathy 04/02/18 Quirk
I thought you wanted to help these people.
Gideon Abernathy 04/02/18 Quirk
Quinn, you know my father's influence here. We're not safe.
Gideon Abernathy 04/02/18 Quirk
It doesnít have to be for long. Just until I get everything sorted out here. Iíd be happier knowing youíre safe.
Gideon Abernathy 04/02/18 Quirk
You know I canít go right now...
But I donít think itís a bad idea if you do.
Gideon Abernathy 04/02/18 Quirk
It never left the table. Though, at this point, if we donít leave soon, we may never get the option.
Noli Joudain 03/26/18 "I don't read the news here myself, mostly because I don't live here either, but since Em went missing, I figured it was necessary, that maybe I'd find something in the papers. I haven't met this detective yet, but from the reporter's standpoint, he is the only connection. I shouldn't read too much into it though, if he's a friend of yours, he would have to be kind."

If Noli had been like her sister, she might have realized it was concern for someone close to the other woman, but she was not Emeline, and completely clueless at times when it came to social cues. Part of it could have been because she really appreciated the kindness and despite her easy-going nature, people were not lining up to be part of her life; a friend, Noli could really use one. So, buttoning up her mouth about the good Detective Norse, it was an easy choice to make, move on to something less concerning.

"I think she would have liked you. I was never much like her, other than appearance, I think that was a disappointment, but it didn't stop her from leaving her house to me. Which is where I normally am; in Cocodrie, teaching, living, enjoying my excitement free life... until now."

Noli nearly internally groaned and just like her mouth being stuck on one topic, it was impossible to keep the disgruntled expression from shifting back across her face. She was broken record and it was her sister's fault. Noli was going to have to find her and then kill her herself just so she could go back home and live in peace.
Gideon Abernathy 03/24/18 A loose sigh from deep within his lungs escapes him as his eyes rove over the obituaries. His eye twitches at the corner, the expression on his face melting into a hard frown. He hadnít heard from Quinn, so suffice it to say, she hadnít heard the news.

Without explanation, he takes his leave from the meeting that had been dying down for fifteen minutes anyway. Heíll find Quinn at home, tidying up the kitchen and humming a soft tune, and his heart will sink that much further at the prospect of delivering such dire news.

ďQuinn,Ē he breathes, but words wonít find him. Instead, he closes the distance and pulls her into a tight embrace. ď dead.Ē It comes out drily, and he waits for the onslaught of emotion.
Gideon Abernathy 03/23/18 Quirk
Gideon Abernathy 03/22/18 Quirk
Aw, thatís cute. Youíre cute.
Gideon Abernathy 03/22/18 Quirk
Only almost. Iíve never blushed for anyone, and you will not be the first.
Gideon Abernathy 03/22/18 Quirk
You almost made me blush.
Gideon Abernathy 03/22/18 Quirk
Well, look at you. Iím going to have to be better at throwing you curveballs.
Gideon Abernathy 03/22/18 Quirk
I was being sarcastic.
Gideon Abernathy 03/22/18 Quirk
No. The neglect has been real, and itís been hurtful.
Gideon Abernathy 03/18/18 ďPlease stop yelling.Ē

Itís a whispered plea, and even that makes his head pound. Honestly, he doesnít remember how they got to bed, much less the amount they drank to get them to this state. Thinking about alcohol just makes his stomach churn. ďĎItís St. Patrickís Day, Giddy,íĒ he repeats, his tone high and mocking, ďĎwe donít get to let loose often.í Iím never listening to you again.Ē
Noli Joudain 03/17/18 "My Grand-MŤre used to say that. Well, not quite like that, she would say God is testing you or Satan is tempting you, figure it out. She wasn't quite... normal." Yes, Noli, let's tell the one person who seems to actually care how your family tree is full of nutters, completely endearing, really. She was really having issues in staying honest with herself, perhaps this was why it was so easy for odd facts about her family to roll off her tongue, but this was about something she had only read about. Still, she was trying to avoid the topic about Detective Norse, now that she knew they were friends, that would be exceedingly rude.

However, stressful situations were not something she was used to and so her mouth would blurt out exactly what was on her mind; no matter how insane the theory she had, all from an article and a name.

"I saw his name in the paper, an article, it seems like someone thinks that he has something to do with the disappearances."
Noli Joudain 03/15/18 Warmth, kindness; these things were not something Noli really experienced from the dregs of humanity, except for the little minds she adored, they were pretty much her only human contact other than the other teachers. Her family wasn't very close and she had chosen to focus far more on her studies growing up and now she was the poster child for avoiding any kind of emotional contact with another. It was no wonder that the young woman would be stunned by such a sweet gesture, Noli had some major issues and most of them were about to come pouring out, there was something about the blonde, she could not lie to her.

"She's been gone a month, I'm starting to think that I won't find her. I'm also starting to think the dead guy isn't that dead, I mean, there wasn't a lot of blood. Or any, I don't seem to recall. It couldn't be a coincidence that she'd disappear, screaming into her phone, on the very same day we disposed of a bod..."

Oh, dear.

"Heh... New play. It'll be great." At least her momentary lapse didn't affect the way she could think on her feet with the random strangers giving her odd looks during her micro-breakdown; hands would press into her eyes before another apologetic smile was given to Quinn. "Sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me. God is punishing me for this. I just know it. Hopefully, this doesn't happen when I camp outside of the police department, right?" Not only could her sister make her lose her mind when she was around, she was doing it while she was missing. Just grand.
Noli Joudain 03/12/18 Noli was completely nonplussed over the questioning about her lost sister, she had become accustomed to the general public giving her the brush off; a simple shake of the head and they were off as if she had never stopped them at all, but this was different. It would leave Noli staring, mouth agape momentarily before speckled eyes blinked the confusion away and her free hand would brush lank, humidity flattened tresses away from her face.

"I don't kn... She was supposed to be coming here. She was supposed to call." Magnolia Joudain was not one to over share and certainly not one that would unload on a stranger but the kindness unexpected had the young woman blurting out answers to an inquiry she really had no real response for and it didn't help that the local law enforcement was avoiding her calls.

"Emeline is always in trouble and I'm always bailing her out. I'm really sorry I disturbed you, just... I've been doing that a lot. Seeing her in others. If you see her, could you give this number a call?"

It was a bit rapid, nervous and softly Southern, so words might have blended together, but Noli would pay that no mind. Instead she'd pull one of the many fliers out of her stack to pass to the blonde, a slight smile would grace a hopeful face, maybe at least one person in this city would or could help.

"Noli. I'm Noli, the number on there is mine."
Noli Joudain 03/11/18 Nearly a month had passed since Ash Wednesday and with that her sister's disappearance, something Noli was still trying to figure out. From going back and forth to home, papering the city with a missing person's flyer, to hounding her uncle at the Sheriff's department; Noli had yet to make any kind of progress, especially with her uncle, but she would rectify that at a later time. For now, she would continue to walk the streets of the city, hoping to spot her wayward sister.

Not that she had any luck in the past few weeks, but Noli was very much a stubborn woman. So much, in fact, it would lead to countless mistaken identities, who knew there were that many blonde women around. She should not have gotten her hopes up again as she chased after the latest in a string of 'not' her sister blondes, but before she could stop herself after she realized her mistake, her thin fingers landed on the shoulder in front of her.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else." An apologetic smile flashed easily as the flash of some unknown emotion crossed through her uncovered eyes. This time, however, instead of turning on heel and moving through the thickening crowd, Magnolia took a chance with the paper in her hand that pictured her sister's likeness and pertinent details. "You wouldn't have happened to see this woman around, have you?"
Gideon Abernathy 03/10/18 Quirk
Iíll just tape your mouth shut, then.
Gideon Abernathy 03/10/18 Quirk
You know what helps me sleep? Nightmare cookies.
Gideon Abernathy 03/10/18 Quirk
Whatever helps you sleep at night, thief.
Gideon Abernathy 03/10/18 Quirk
Why would I wake you? Itís sort of endearing. Though the amount of times Iíve had to switch out your pillow case is obscene. Once, my ass.
Gideon Abernathy 03/10/18 Quirk
Yes, youíre super helpful with your mouth hanging open and drool practically flowing down your cheeks.
Gideon Abernathy 03/10/18 Quirk
No, you love my nightmare cookies, apparently.
Gideon Abernathy 03/10/18 Quirk
Great. There go my nightmare cookies.
Gideon Abernathy 03/10/18 Quirk
Donít touch my stash.
Gideon Abernathy 03/10/18 Quirk
Under the bed? You know, maybe itís mine. I do sleep eat sometimes.
Gideon Abernathy 03/10/18 Quirk
I found your secret stash, the one youíre hiding from me.
And youíre asking about Cheetos, you know the answer.
Gideon Abernathy 03/10/18 Quirk
Donít act like you donít have a secret stash.
Gideon Abernathy 03/02/18 Quirk
Well, then. Iíll be home in five.
Gideon Abernathy 03/02/18 Quirk
I hate surprises.
Gideon Abernathy 03/02/18 Quirk
Oh? What is it?
Gideon Abernathy 02/26/18 Quirk
Come on, donít do that. He is, isnít he?
These damn kids. I used to know who everyone was, and then they procreated...
Gideon Abernathy 02/26/18 Quirk
Itís probably best we do it man to man. Dan doesnít take lightly to someone criticizing him.
Gideon Abernathy 02/26/18 Quirk
Iíll take care of it. Order a new one and have it delivered to VM. We can pick it up sometime.
Gideon Abernathy 02/26/18 Quirk
...which oneís Max? Iíll have a chatty with daddy dearest.
Gideon Abernathy 02/24/18 The guy wonít stop talking, droning on and on about this, that, and the other. Gideon has his game face on, but heís mentally dismembering the man, starting with the jaw. Even when Quinn approaches, he doesnít break eye contact, for fear of it prolonging this conversation.

Finally, Chuck walks away, but not before offering a nod and smile to the Messenger. Breathing a lofty sigh, he turns to Quinn, opening his mouth to question her just as his phone vibrates. He stops, the words heavy on his tongue, and pulls the phone out. Again, his brow quirks, and his gaze finds hers with a chastising glint.

ďAbout damn time. Although next time, it might be better in person. I donít know if Iíve masked it well or what, but I donít trust random messages from random numbers.Ē A smile graces his features, telling of his joking manner.
Gideon Abernathy 02/24/18 His brow quirks, distrustful as ever. He stares at the message, pondering a response before his thumbs begin moving methodically.

Unknown Number
I donít know a Quinn, sorry.
Gideon Abernathy 02/15/18 All in all, it had taken about a month. Heíd snuck away, taken measurements, failed, and failed again. Heíd poured every bit of concentration he possessed into making it perfect. Heíd swallowed a lot of pride and took a lot of criticism to come to the finished product. Thereís nothing fancy about it; in fact, itís almost crude.

Standing outside the door, he hesitates, glancing down at the small box clutched firmly in his hand. Simple and black, encasing the most precious thing heís ever put work into. Would it be enough? Heís never done this before, but heíd researched Valentineís Day, and it was a day to be celebrated among couples.

Taking a deep breath, he pushes the door open. The sight that greets him brings a warm smile to his face. More often than not, he finds her with her nose in a book, and itís become a very endearing sight for him. He approaches quietly and presses a long kiss to the top of her head before his eyes rove over the table-top símores. Quirking a brow, he takes his seat and picks up his card. Fingers graze the edge of the envelope as he ponders his own gift. Finally, he sets the small box carefully in front of her. No words come, he merely watches her face intently.

Inside, she would find a silver ring, with two bands twisted together until they formed a circle. The inside was smoothed over, so as to fit comfortably against her finger, and heíd even gone so far as to engrave it. Not an easy task, mind you.

Until the very end.
Gideon Abernathy 02/12/18
Lookin' good.
Gideon Abernathy 02/05/18 Gideon watches as she turns to go. The shrinking part of his humanity wants to call out to her, but itís quickly stifled. For him, her outlook is selfish, and incredibly, forcibly naive. His mind is still reeling from the sheer ridiculousness of it all.

He lights a new cigarette between his lips before leaning over the sink and rubbing at his face. The fact of the matter is that they will never see eye to eye on this. Quinn will always have her ideologies, and Gideon will always have his experiences. Her purposeful refusal to see anything but good in even the worst of people is enough to fray his mind at the edges. Yet, thereís no getting her to see reason. Sheís experienced atrocities of her own, yet still believes thereís good in the people that committed them.

With himself, as well. He kills people, brutally. She chooses to believe that itís because of the childhood he had. While thatís probably true, it doesnít excuse his actions, and he finds it fascinating that she seems to think it does. Itís as if thereís no line that canít be crossed when it comes to Quinn; sheíll always find an excuse. Most see it as a good thing; sweet, innocent Quinn, she needs to be protected. Gideon has seen, first hand, what she is capable of, thus, this line of thinking comes off as a weakness that needs to be corrected.

If she wants to run with the wolves, she needs to learn to think like them.
Gideon Abernathy 02/05/18 ďIím not a responsibility.Ē

Again, his expression is pained as he pulls away from her touch. All this human contact is starting to weigh on Gideon; itís the most heís had in years. In the back of his mind, he misses the reclusiveness of living alone. Thereís so much freedom when you only have yourself to worry about. Itís not as if he doesnít love Quinn, or that sheís not worth all the changes in his life. Heís just...tired.

Her next words produce a scoff from him, and he turns back to look at her expectantly. Sheís kidding, she has to be. However, she doesnít seem to falter, and he gives an incredulous snort. ďRight. I suppose I deserved what my parents handed me, then. It was probably what I gave them, right? From infancy, I gave them negativity, abuse, and neglect, or at least something equally as unkind, and thatís what I got in return.Ē He chuckles darkly, still floored by such a perspective on human interaction. ďYou seem to have the human psyche all figured out, so what am I worried about. You did your duty, your responsibility, so go have fun with your newfound friend. Seriously,Ē he adds, his black gaze meeting hers with a hard stare, ďI want to be alone.Ē
Katherine Murray 02/05/18 -cackles-
I needed wedding money.
-blows kisses-
Gideon Abernathy 02/04/18 He considers her for a moment, noting the way her eyes keep darting to the trash can and back to him. Ah, thatís right; theyíd never discussed his habit. Suppressing an ironic laugh - itís certainly not the worst of his vices - he forces his own stance to relax as she approaches. Their eyes meet, and he canít help but notice how cautious sheís become.

You are my plan.

A frown forms, his shoulders sagging slightly as he sighs. ďI donít want you stuck here all the time. This is my history, my responsibility, and you donít deserve to lose yourself...Ē Like I do, he almost letís slip, but manages to bite his tongue. ďThat being said, I also donít want you being naive about the people you meet. I donít know if youíve noticed, but you donít attract the best stock. That, coupled with your inability to properly judge people... well, itís cause for worry.Ē His attempt at a smirk resembles more of a strained expression of muted pain.
Gideon Abernathy 02/03/18 Heís tired.
So fvcking tired.

A half-smoked cigarette hangs loosely between his lips, almost forgotten, as he stares forward. This isnít the kind of tired thatís in his head or wracking his body; itís his very existence thatís simply exhausted. A large stone has taken residency in his stomach, and nothing gets rid of it. Bad things are coming, he can feel it.

The door creaks open, and he visibly shakes himself. Outwardly surprised to see Quinn, he subconsciously takes a drag of the cigarette that had long gone out. Sighing, he flicks it into the trash before letting his gaze fall to his wife. Her stance seems hesitant, and he cants his head to the side.

ďI thought you had plans.Ē
Gideon Abernathy 02/03/18 Gideon reads the message over and over again, his eye twitching at the corner. He types out many responses, deleting each one, as theyíre too sarcastic, too blunt, or both. When he finally settles on one, itís with a sigh and pinch at the bridge of his nose.

Just be safe.
Gideon Abernathy 02/03/18 Quirk
You are not always safe, Quinn. In fact, most of the time, you are not safe. Itís like making my blood pressure sky rocket is your favorite pastime.
Gideon Abernathy 02/03/18 Quirk
Obviously. You worry me all the time.
Gideon Abernathy 02/03/18 Quirk
Thatís not what I meant, and I choose to believe that you knew that.
Iím not going to tell you no, but I do think the whole thing isnít a good idea. You have a tendency to ignore the bad in people.
Gideon Abernathy 02/03/18 Quirk
Mmm, debatable. And even if you were right about me, that doesnít mean you should go get drunk with people on Tinder.
People do lie. You could be meeting a creepy basement dweller.
Gideon Abernathy 02/03/18 Quirk
I know, Quinn, thatís the problem.
Gideon Abernathy 02/03/18 Quirk
Oh, yeah. People are generally honest and have good intentions, mhmm.
Gideon Abernathy 02/03/18 Quirk
She wants to fvck.
Gideon Abernathy 02/03/18 Quirk
Ask her if this is a booty call.
Gideon Abernathy 02/03/18 Quirk
I think she wants to fvck.
Gideon Abernathy 02/03/18 Quirk
You know, Iíve been doing research, and most people donít use Tinder to find friends. They use it to find people to fvck.
That being said, are you sure sheís not trying to fvck.
Gideon Abernathy 02/02/18 -leans in, conspiratorially-
-grins, scoops up, and hightails it to the garden-
Gideon Abernathy 02/02/18 You may.
-forehead kiss-
Garden, then?
Gideon Abernathy 02/02/18 You couldíve just asked for my attention!
Gideon Abernathy 02/02/18 -blinks-
-blinks more-
-clearly irked-
I was kidding. I just wanted to show you how it feels, but we canít all be skilled thieves.
Gideon Abernathy 02/02/18 Actually, I donít have enough money for your gift. So.
Gideon Abernathy 02/02/18 Weíll see. We will see.
Gideon Abernathy 02/02/18 Am not. How am I supposed to spend money on you if you pick my pockets clean.
Gideon Abernathy 02/02/18 Youíre welcome. God, you really lucked out with this one.
Gideon Abernathy 02/02/18 Oh, look, thereís your Valentineís Day present.
Gideon Abernathy 01/26/18 Quirk
I donít know, I think my blood is turning into coffee.
Gideon Abernathy 01/26/18 Quirk
Of course. People are usually more receptive to me when Iím a surprise, right?
Gideon Abernathy 01/26/18 Quirk
...for obvious reasons, I canít sleep. So. I will be there soon, as pleasant as a peach.
Gideon Abernathy 01/26/18 Quirk
As lovingly as possible, you give me a ďtummy ache.Ē I havenít slept since we got here, and Iím trying to be pleasant.
Gideon Abernathy 01/26/18 Quirk
Iíll be there soon. Iím drinking my third - maybe fourth? - cup of coffee.
Gideon Abernathy 01/25/18 Quirk
Actually, I donít want you alone at any point. Do not wander this place without someone with you, at all times.
Gideon Abernathy 01/25/18 Quirk
Fine, but I do not trust him. I donít want you alone with him at any point. And you need to trust me on that. Iím completely going against my gut here for you, so please, donít make me regret this.
Gideon Abernathy 01/25/18 Quirk
We went back because we were in danger. You wanted to be at the compound because then weíd have constant eyes on us and theyíd notice anything out of place. Donít change the reason simply to fit your criteria. You said he was dangerous, so tell me, whatís changed? Iím not going to stay here and watch you get hurt.
Gideon Abernathy 01/24/18 Quirk
Youíre not giving me a reason to trust you. Because what youíre telling me is that the man that forced us into a cult for safety is now nothing to be worried about. The same man that - regardless of if he was going by Tiber or Tiberius - sent us heads AND did unspeakable things to you. So tell me honestly, why do you want to stay here with him?
Gideon Abernathy 01/24/18 Quirk
Please donít argue this with me, we agreed that if there was danger weíd leave. Heís the reason weíre stuck with the Flock, he sent us two fvcking heads, so no, everything is not okay.
Gideon Abernathy 01/24/18 Quirk
Heís not dead, so no itís not okay. We never shouldíve come here. Donít leave anyoneís sight, Iím coning to get you and weíre leaving. Heís lucky the Does are here to protect him, if only because I donít want them to have to clean up the mess.
Gideon Abernathy 01/24/18 Thereís that red flag again. When has Quinn ever tried to keep him from something? When thereís something wrong.

Whatís wrong? And donít say nothing, or Iíll come find out.
Gideon Abernathy 01/24/18 Quirk
...are there cinnamon rolls at the bar?
Gideon Abernathy 01/24/18 Quirk
Where are you?
Do you think these cinnamon rolls I found in your fridge are still good? Because I reeeeally want cinnamon rolls.
Katherine Murray 01/20/18 Quinnie

Of course he is a catch.
But you do not know me.
What if I am not a catch?
What kind of place are you at?
I do hope you are not alone.
Katherine Murray 01/20/18 Quinnie

I might have done a thing.
Totally played it cool.
That is a joke.
Running away.
I am good at that.
PS. Did you stop doing bad stuff?
Katherine Murray 01/20/18 Quinnbob

You did not speak of our conversation to anyone did you?
Gideon Abernathy 01/20/18 Sheís offering him an out, and more than anything, he wants to take it. Heís typing out an apology, coupled with a promise to make it up to her. Just as heís about to press send, he hesitates, thumb hovering anxiously. Sheís already prepared, sheís obviously excited. If he takes this away from her, there will be resentment later.

Having made up his mind, he holds down the back button, replacing the message with a new one.

Meet you in five.

How bad could it really be?
Gideon Abernathy 01/20/18 Quirk
Sh-t, weíre driving, huh. Are you sure you want me to come? Thatís an awfully long time to keep the Flock unattended.
Gideon Abernathy 01/20/18 Quirk
That title belongs to you.
Gideon Abernathy 01/19/18 ďItís a bad idea.Ē

It comes off a little gruffer than he intends, and his shoulders sag infinitesimally. There is no scenario that he can come up with in which this goes well. Adding alcohol to the mix of his muddled brain would only prove to worsen the matter, that heís sure of. Quinn knows all of this, however, or at least she should. Honestly, her insistence, her damn persistence, is frustrating.

He cedes to her, if only to be done talking about it.

ďFine. But Iím leaving if it goes south.Ē
Gideon Abernathy 01/19/18 Red flag. Red flag. Red flag.

His smile falters, and he preoccupies himself with flipping idly through the pages of a book on the counter in front of him. He doesnít want to tell her no, as heís denied her too much lately. But this mood wonít last, they both know that, and does she really want him around people that care about her when he snaps? No sense in making them worry for her safety anymore than they already should have.

ďQuinn,Ē he begins, regret already deeply etched in every syllable, ďyou know thatís not a good idea. Not right now.Ē Gideon turns away, not willing to face the disappointment. Again. ďWhy donít you go, though? Itís been a while since youíve seen Adara, yeah?Ē
Gideon Abernathy 01/19/18 Just as he taps the send button on his phone, he feels hands around his face. For a moment, he tenses, his senses automatically sending him into defense mode. But when his lips are brought to hers, he visibly relaxes for the first time in a while. These mood swings happen, some days being better than others. The calm before the storm, as the saying goes.

ďWork seems a harsh term, all things considered.Ē Thereís a smirk playing at his features, telling of his more light-hearted air. Perhaps itís simply proximity; after all, sheís been gone, and even then, he was...hard to be around, lately. ďBut youíre the boss. So what would you have me do instead?Ē
Gideon Abernathy 01/18/18 His head slants slightly as he ponders her message. Adara wouldnít even know that they were together, would she? Not to mention if she even remembers him; he spent most of his short time in the Den keeping to himself.

Are you sure she wasnít just inviting you? I doubt news of our relationship is widespread.

Gideon hesitates again. Yes, sheís just gotten back but he can sense the way she lit up just by her exuberant text message, and he doesnít want to take that away from her. He knows he canít go; honestly, he doesnít want to. For one, heís not in a good headspace, and as much as he appreciates the Lycanís Den and what the Does provided in his short time there, he canít stomach that sort of social interaction. Then thereís the Flock to think of as well.

You go, though. That kind of invitation canít be denied!
Gideon Abernathy 01/18/18 Quirk
Oh. Well, thatís nice. Are you going to visit?
Gideon Abernathy 01/18/18 Quirk
...sorry, who?
Adara Litvinova 01/18/18 Mrs. Pretty
Definitely real life. Not a dream.
You'll come home soon? And pinch cheeks.
Hopefully EJ's and not mine, I love you... but that would just be weird.

Missed you, Q.
Adara Litvinova 01/18/18 Mass Text: My Livi, The Butcher, The Pretty One, Mrs. Pretty, Irish, The King

Weíre home.

And just in case they didnít know who exactly was home Addie sent an attachment; after all, it had been far too long and numbers do change. Like Adaraís number. Constantly. Paranoid much?

John Doe 01/17/18 ďOf course Santa is real, who else is going to drag the bad children down to the eternal damnation fires of hell if he isnít real?Ē
John Doe 01/17/18 Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain! Nothing to see here people, move along! (Iím being all sneaky and hiding and stuff.)
Gideon Abernathy 01/17/18 Quirk
Good thing I always keep a spare.
Love you, Quinn, Iíll be home soon.
Katherine Murray 01/16/18 Quinn, The Love Guru

I will leave all wedding plans to you
But it has to be at night.
It would be a mess if not.
Allergic to sun and all.
Do you think he is more of a night person?
I hope so.
I can find out where Tiber is.
I think.
Also, if the mean one bothers you.
I will just eat him.
Or something like that.
Katherine Murray 01/16/18 QuinnTibGid

You canna marry me.
You are already married!
Do you mean you will marry us?
Can you do that?
Will he know or are you tricking him?
He should probably have a choice.
With or without a kilt.
Though, a kilt would be nice on a beefcake.
I am in New York.
Not at the Den.
Sort of.
Tiber is in my phone.
How is Tiberius a dog?
OH. He is THAT kind of DOG?
I like those kind.
If it is that kind.
Sol is not here.
I think he should be.
If we are getting married.
Katherine Murray 01/16/18 GidTibuinn

Only one person.
And only to put flowers on him.
It is not weird
You said sweet.
We can go with that.
How am I gonna marry Sol?
Oh, but a fireman is good.
I tend to set things on fire.
Not really myself.
That much.
I am totally on board with your matchmaking.
But will he be?
Also, Tiber said Tiberious is a dog.
That smells.
Is that true?
Katherine Murray 01/16/18 TibGiduinn
It is French.
I am half-French.
Though she was not quite maternal.
She might have turned me into the person I am today.
And then I killed her.
But that is off topic!
Yes, Sol. Beefcake.
I could agree with that.
Granted, I did not see much.
I only snuck in while he slept.
Not that I was creepy or anything.
I do like his beard.
If I must marry, I will marry Sol.
Should I get married?
It would probably help with not setting myself on fire.
Katherine Murray 01/16/18 The Shipper

I like batriarchy!
Viva la Rťvolution!
Sol seems good.
I am going to trust you
I will go down with this ship.
I learned what shipping was.
Television teaches things.
So does Siri.
And the Google.
But it doesna say a word about Batriarchy.
But I like it.
I know Tiber.
TeamTiber for me!
But I also know Gideon.
TeamGideon too?
Why is Tiberius bad?
Do many people marry two people at once?
Are you sure he is a virgin?
Sol is too pretty for that.
It is the beard.
Is that obsessive?
Katherine Murray 01/16/18 Love Guru

Catholics are insane.
I know this.
Because I am one.
Can you still be Catholic if you have demons?
Birds are good.
I like all animals.
Animals are not bad.
Except this one time.
Monkey bad.
Is Sol good?
Not bad?
Is Sol a good choice?
Tiberius is not bad.
Moonshine is.
You know Tiber?
Katherine Murray 01/16/18 Probably should not handle my love life

I asked the Siri.
Religious people who kill.
I know about these things.
I am Catholic afterall.
I do not think Solomon is Scottish.
But he might enjoy a kilt.
You should ask him that too.
I was once married.
More than once.
I am not so good with the choosing.
You pick for me next time.
Are you still doing the bad, mad, sad, Giddy stuff?
Maybe he should help with the choosing.
Katherine Murray 01/16/18 Handler of my love life

How are you different?
Who is Jim Jones?
Is this about Jack?
I doona know about potatoes.
I am not Irish.
Better, I am Scottish!
Not sure about Solomon.
I would hope not, the beard is too pretty.
Maybe you should ask before I commit?
This is your job now.
I do not know you.
But you seem pretty capable.
You did get married after all.
Katherine Murray 01/16/18 Really Drunk Quinn likes to try and marry people off

Who is different?
I cannot remember.
You and Gideon?
or you and I?
Yes, I agree the Irish are quite angry.
You must know the Wee Irish.
She is pretty fiesty.
Not sure she likes potatoes.
Maybe potato shaped humans.
I doona think I can marry Solomon.
He seems to be involved with Jack.
Who is Jack?
This is also important.
What did google say?
Katherine Murray 01/16/18 No Edmund, check. Giddy's Wife Quinnie the Drunk.

How do you have a kind of husband?
You do not have to answer that.
I actually get it.
More than most.
Except for the Irish one.
But thassa whole nother story
Hey, my phone is slurring for me.
Neat trick, that.
But doona tell him.
His beard is glorious.
I made it flowery once.
Issa secret.
Is he a lumberjack? or ax murdery?
Katherine Murray 01/16/18 Drunk Quinn
Read? What? Confused.
But I do love that book.
Edmund is bad in it. Terrible brother.
Not that I would know
Only child. Are you?
Wait. Gideon? I think I know one.
Do you know the Den?
Bad is monkies. Not bad is television.
I do like it. A lot.
Especially Woodcarvers.
Axes, beards, maybe I have a type?
I once knew a beard with flowers.
That was good too.
Katherine Murray 01/15/18 By now, Katherine has already reached for a bottle of whiskey, absolutely no way she can continue this sober.


Not for you. For me. Beards are better, yes?
I am not sure why I am telling a complete stranger this.
Likely you cannot even read what I am send...

", wait, no, stoooop! Sh-t."

Hello again. Speaking to this thing does not work.
Bad depends on what is bad.
What could be bad for you, might not be bad for me. Right?
Katherine Murray 01/15/18 Defnitely Quinn

Hello, Quinn.
My name is Katherine.
Are you taking orders on ax murderers?
I could use one.
Preferably bearded.

Also, you may want to put down the bottle.
Morning regrets. Those are bad.

Second also, what is a hashtag?
Gideon Abernathy 01/15/18 The next couple texts ding through, one after the other, and he reads them a few times to let them sink in. There's a touch of shame in his gaze as he thinks on it, realizing how distrustful and accusing he's being. He'd told her to go out and have a good time, only to demonize her upon her arrival back home. No wonder she needed the time away.

Don't worry about it, and you don't need to pay me back. I'm just glad you had a good time.
Gideon Abernathy 01/15/18 Sheís lying.

His eye twitches lightly as the unbidden thought broke through. He doesnít want to believe itís true, but she seems extra wordy. Regardless, it seems like a ridiculous excuse for nearly a grand. He doesnít have the energy to argue, however, instead opting to confront it with mild disbelief.

That seems like a lot, considering the commune isnít that far from New Orleans.
You got gypped.
Gideon Abernathy 01/15/18 Quirk
$904?? What, did you think I wouldnít notice??
What did you do the other night? Get sh-tfaced and destroy the Uber? Be honest, I wonít get mad.
Katherine Murray 01/14/18 Not Giddy, Quinn

I do not understand any of this except for ax murderers. Those can be fun.
Katherine Murray 01/14/18 Definitely Misdial

Giddy? I do not think I am that happy. You certainly sound giddy. And maybe a bit drunk. Do you need an Uber?
Katherine Murray 01/13/18 Misdial?

I do not advise it. Abort. ABORT.
Gideon Abernathy 01/13/18 It isnít as if Gideon is comfortable with the situation; the idea of her off on her own is nothing short of anxiety-inducing. But he also doesnít want her losing her mind, which, if heís being perfectly honest, isnít so far-fetched in their current predicament. He knows that sheís tip-toeing, almost as if she expected him to shoot her proposal down.

She needs to have fun, to remember that it isnít always bad.

He keeps it light-hearted to indicate his resolve in the matter, so she can calm down and let loose for one single night.

Just donít let Ella talk you into her weird fetish. Be safe and have fun.
Gideon Abernathy 01/13/18 Quirk
No, you should go. Invite Ella or something. Relax for a night.
Gideon Abernathy 01/13/18 Quirk
I didnít know I was invited. But I donít know that we should leave these fvckers unattended.
Gideon Abernathy 01/13/18 Quirk
That sounds fun. Just, you know...make sure you come back.
Gideon Abernathy 01/12/18 Quirk
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Gideon Abernathy 01/12/18 Quirk
Donít do that, Iím not trying to draw attention to it.
I just want a constant reminder of him at all times. In the form of a rat. Please.
Gideon Abernathy 01/12/18 Quirk
What? You just said, theyíre little helpers. Whatís not nice about that?
And, Iím sorry, but he kind of looks like a rat. Beady little eyes, pointed, sneering face. Guess which one Iím describing?
Gideon Abernathy 01/12/18 Quirk
I like rats. I was just making sure you knew what you were undertaking.
I want one named Eiji.
Gideon Abernathy 01/12/18 Quirk
I will divorce you over this. For the last time, mini. donkey.
And I think youíre thinking of mice...
Gideon Abernathy 01/05/18 Unknow Number
New phone, who dis
Gideon Abernathy 01/05/18 Quirk
Holy sh-t, youíre going to be the death of me. Literally.
Gideon Abernathy 01/05/18 Quirk
Mini donkey. And I told you, since itís entire family mysteriously died.
Gideon Abernathy 01/05/18 Quirk are the very reason that I have to have a throw away phone.
Christ, woman.
Gideon Abernathy 01/05/18 Quirk
I plead the fifth.
Gideon Abernathy 01/04/18 Quirk
Okay, first off, Jesus doesnít own owning donkeys. And his mother rode a donkey to Bethlehem, itís hardly the same.
Second, even if Jesus did own donkeys, they were normal sized, not adorable miniatures.
Third, and honestly, most important, Jesus didnít kill the donkeyís entire family and feel guilty enough to adopt it. So. We own a donkey now.
Gideon Abernathy 01/03/18 Quirk
No, I donít think you get to dress the animal in Halloween costumes if you DONíT WANT IT.
Gideon Abernathy 01/02/18 Quirk
I've never seen a pony smaller than a golden retriever.
I got a mini donkey. Sorry it's not what you wanted.
Gideon Abernathy 01/02/18 Quirk
...not as big as a pony...
Gideon Abernathy 01/02/18 Gideon sighs and shakes his head, taking a moment before typing out a careful response.

No... a mini donkey. Heís like the size of Cheeto!
Gideon Abernathy 01/02/18 Quirk
No, better. Itís a mini donkey!
Gideon Abernathy 01/02/18 Quirk
Hypothetically, what's the punishment if I adopt a small animal? I'm thinking not heavy, right? Because really, you were the one that was talking about adopting seven puppies, and to be honest, I think Eclair and Cheeto need a friend.
I may have made a poor decision today.
Saito Eiji 11/21/17 -Swipes left.-
Gideon Abernathy 10/16/17 Quirk
Iím heading there in fifteen minutes. With all the hugs you could possibly want.
Gideon Abernathy 10/16/17 Quirk know I hate when you live in denial...
But fine. We donít have to talk about it anymore.
Gideon Abernathy 10/16/17 Quirk
Is this really bothering you? Quinn, this kind of is a very real possibility. You should be prepared.
Gideon Abernathy 10/16/17 Quirk
For all we know, Iíll die in the next few years, which isnít unlikely, and then youíd be free to share your life with this Abel guy.
Maybe I should go on the date... I can tell you if I approve.
Gideon Abernathy 10/16/17 Quirk
Donít be dramatic. Of course you will be.
Gideon Abernathy 10/16/17 Quirk
Okay, okay, fine. But donít yell at me when Iím not here in fifty years.
Gideon Abernathy 10/16/17 Quirk
Good news, I wonít be alive that long!
Gideon Abernathy 10/16/17 Quirk
Nah, Iíll take my chances. Iím starting to like you, anyway. ;)
Gideon Abernathy 10/01/17 Quirk
Just you, beautiful. Wine? Or something stronger?
Gideon Abernathy 10/01/17 Quirk
That was... insensitive of me to say. Iím sorry.
Meet me in the garden. Iím grabbing stuff so we can sleep out like we used to.
Gideon Abernathy 10/01/17 Quirk
No. Tell me how to fix it.
Gideon Abernathy 10/01/17 Her response procures a quirked brow this time. There are only a select few times over the course of their admittedly short relationship when heíd genuinely upset her. With a sigh, he resigns himself to his fate of, ironically, the doghouse.

Fine, guess Iíll pick it out myself.
Gideon Abernathy 10/01/17 The tell-tale Read flashes up at him, but itís not followed immediately by the three dots, indicating a reply would be coming. A groan escapes him; sheís upset. It isnít as if itís not true... A single puppy, and sheís already forgotten the terrible loss of their own. But that doesnít make him any less of an ass for bringing it up.

Weíll go to a shelter tomorrow. In the meantime, no dogsitting. I hate that dogís face.
El Orlav 10/01/17 Lufcuh
Where are you?!? You can come over and play with Hank. Do you think you can dogsit him while I go to the store?
Gideon Abernathy 10/01/17 Quirk
Wow. I guess Iíll remember Cheeto for the both of us.
Gideon Abernathy 09/30/17 What Quinn doesnít realize is THAT SUCKS BECAUSE ITíS ALREADY GROWING BACK.
Gideon Abernathy 09/22/17 He can't keep the grin off his face, but he still refuses to give her the satisfaction.

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Gideon Abernathy 09/22/17 Quirk're mad.
Gideon Abernathy 09/22/17 Quirk
How shady are back alley vasectomies?
Asking for a friend.
Gideon Abernathy 09/22/17 Quirk
What the hell is Tinder? And why should I be upset that you're still on it?

For the record, I'm not. Upset, I mean.
El Orlav 09/22/17 Lufcuh
Congratulations! 😘
Why not just ask Solomon? I don't know Solomon, I could ask for you.
Jameson Orlav 09/15/17 Jameson has been tasked. Well, it's not really a task, per say. More like, some smelly werewolf who lives in the mansion upstairs had insisted that he take these odd looking severed heads and deliver each of them to a respective patron. The Doctor doesn't quite understand why, but he doesn't actually care in the least. Tiberius, as he had introduced himself, had paid him a pretty penny to see that the deed got done.

Whatever. It worked in his favor.

He doubted that the mutt had expected him to put his own spin on the delivery, however. Jameson waited until the guy fled to go out and find some pretty pink boxes. White ribbons would accompany the painted cardboard- tied at the top into fancy, frilly bows. There's no way that any unsuspecting victim would come to realize what was actually inside of the box until it had been delivered.

Deranged doesn't even begin to encompass Jameson Orlav. To each person he drops off a box. While they're away, of course. His last encounter inside the house had brought immediate trouble for Ella. He would look to avoid that this time, if it was possible.

To Gideon, Quinn, and Ella herself. Inside each of their rooms they'd find a box. For Quinn and Gideon, their room would house two.

For Quinn;
The second head saw bare lips, eyelids naked but with full rouge. With his fingers, Tiber smeared the cream over the hollowed cheeks of the woman, imitating a full scarlet blush. This head was going to Quinn Harper. The only woman who had ever succeeded in making him whole. Quinn always pulled warmth from within the icy pits of him. She gave his life purpose, and chipped away at him until all that was left was love and affection.

And yo, there's no sign that Jameson has been here. Just so we're clear. Let's all relax on the coronary front for now.
Gideon Abernathy 09/14/17 Thanks, beautiful.

You were successful in stealing $938.00 from Quinn Harper.
Tiber Loche 09/10/17 Tiber reread text many times after it had come in on his phone. At first he thumbs a fast reply. Okay. Always ready to do as Quinn pleased. A simple word communicated from her and he could be gone. But it's not that easy. He's not as strong as the urges inside of him. He isn't as formidable as the other half of his existence that continuously fought for or dominance over his body and his mind.

The next reply was longer, and more defiant. I can't, and I won't. Tiber deleted that one, too, after threatening to crush the phone beneath the brute strength of his bare hands. It takes him hours to decide whether he would respond. It would be easier if he didn't. His fight has almost burned out entirely, flickering heartily from both ends of the stick.


I can't stop him, Quinn.

There is no universe that exists where Quinn wouldn't understand what he meant. Somehow he would need to find a way to convey that remaining out of sight was the best that he could do to keep her safe. For now. But there was no place for him to hide. There never had been.
Gideon Abernathy 09/09/17 Quinn
Serious question.
Do I look "thug nasty" without my beard?
Gideon Abernathy 09/08/17 Out of his peripheries, he watches as Quinn reads the note. Her body language shifts, taking her even further into the defensive. He welcomes her easily into an embrace, attempting to soothe her while he himself is incredibly tense. His eyes are trained on the crumpled paper, mind racing at one hundred miles a second.

"I won't let him get you, Quinn. You're safe here, with me."

There's hardly a line Gideon wouldn't cross when it comes to the woman, short of directly causing her bodily harm. Should Tiber choose to reappear, he can't guarantee his reaction. There's never a moment of rest for them, and Tiber is poking the sleeping bear in the eye.

Gideon protects what he loves. It's a lesson he'll only teach once.
Tiber Loche 09/08/17 We're not going to waste any time on the 'how's. Straight to the point, was that Quinn would arrive back in her room. Wherever it was that she was staying, because honestly it did not matter.

Where Quinn Harper went, Tiber was never far behind. Even if he was, like a ghost over her shoulder, he was there.

When she arrived, she'd find a note folded delicately upon her pillow. It would be easy to overlook since the creamy color of the paper blended with the pale fabric of the pillowcase. A messy scrawl on the inside would be identifiable right away.

Don't forget me.
I'm sorry.

Tiber could do his best to try and stop Quinn from whatever it was she was about to do.
But he owed her this. Her freedom.
Saito Eiji 08/30/17 I need you to not tell me how to live.
I'll bring catnip.
Gideon Abernathy 08/29/17 The name picked, he focuses all attention on her as she takes her place at his side. An arm hooks under and around her, pulling her as close as possible as he listens to her qualms. He presses his lips to her forehead for a long moment, putting all the appreciation in the world into the gesture, before responding.

"I've never had a lot of things before I had you. I've never had a party period, so you're already doing more for me than anyone else. I've never received a gift before this one," he gestures to the sleeping kitten, smiling fondly down at her. "There'll be plenty of chances for future surprise parties. Don't fret, mi alma." The term of endearment slips his tongue without him even realizing. He brings that out of him, that comfortable feeling.

Gideon Abernathy 08/20/17 The response catches him off guard, and it's all he can do to hold her gaze. Instead of words, he conveys his appreciation and admiration by pressing a kiss to her forehead for a long moment before wrapping her up in an easy hug. "I don't know what I did to deserve you," is muttered into her hair. He's painfully aware of how good she is, and people like Gideon don't often get graced with that kind of beauty. He'll do all he can to bask in that light.

When he finally pulls away from her, their fingers intertwine once more, as he's not willing to fully break contact. Flicking on the light, the better to actually see, he pulls Quinn over to the counter to show off their plunder. "I got all your unsavory requests. And your cookie dough is in the fridge. How would the birthday girl like to begin?"
Gideon Abernathy 08/13/17 Sh!t, she's upset...

His shoulders sag noticeably, as if the idea of hurting her is physically weighing on him. It wasn't his intention to come off so coldly; this kind of interaction is practically foreign to him. Gideon tends to look at things logically, and logically, they wouldn't have become so attached in such a short amount of time.

On the other hand...

Shaking his head, he approaches slowly as she speaks. With careful hands, he takes the puppy from her and sets him on the floor, where he is more than content to explore his surroundings. While his heart is beating painfully in his chest, he ignores it and instead places a gentle hand under her chin. He presses a soft kiss onto her lips, conveying complete adoration in the simple gesture. This time, it is a few moments before he pulls back slightly, his gaze searching her face in hopes that he hasn't crossed a line.

Finally, he speaks. "Cheeto's a great name."
Tiber Loche 07/31/17 He can smell her before she's even approached him. Tiber knew Quinn was here. It had everything to do with his decision to seek out Ella Donovan in the first place. He was unsure of the way Quinn would react, but it bore no weight against the decision he had made to find her and be with her. There is a sense in which Quinn knew this, of that Tiberius could be sure. It was only a matter of time before she reached out in one respect or another. Good or bad.

And here she was.

Quinn's scent is still as intoxicating as Tiber remembers, the very essence of her igniting an eagerness inside of him and consuming his body in a blaze. But his elation is extinguished as quickly as it had arisen, as the shaky unsurety of Quinn's voice sticks a pin through the heart of his jest. The man had expected nothing less, but her eternal heartbreak would never upset him any less than the first day he had come to recognize both fear and anguish behind her once beloved stare.

Because of him.

"Quinn..." Tiber breathes life into the only word that could swell his heart. A sensation that would never beseech him. Though she refuses to meet his eyes with the soft light of her own, he still gazes down upon her, studying all of the things about her that had changed. Her shoulders seemed more square. She stood taller, and with more conviction than before. Had she become harder? Did Tiberius manage to break her spirit?

Of all worldly possibilities, that could not be true.

"Quinn, look at me." It is a simple demand, soft but firm. Tiber is more unsure than ever about Quinn's reception. But no matter her reaction, nothing would surprise him.
Gideon Abernathy 07/24/17 The pang in his chest was unfamiliar, and he had to read the text a few times to full register it. You'd never lie to me, right? You're a good person, and good people don't lie. He wanted so badly for that to be true... Something about Quinn and her innocence brought that out of him.

You got this.
Gideon Abernathy 07/11/17 Quinn
Oh, definitely. That'd be best. I can't force a smile. I end up looking like a serial killer.
Gideon Abernathy 05/06/17 -eyes snap up-
-sees familiar face-
-really familiar-
El Orlav 05/04/17 ~*~ Ella had started to find a minuscule of entertainment at the number of creases in her ceiling. It was this moment she realized that she needed her own people in her sanctuary. The Order had all the people she knew, except for a very select few. She reactivated her Tinder page, and changed the About Me to reflect what she was looking for exactly. She needed a second hand person to be with her. That wouldn't mind her questionable obsession about Jameson Orlav. The friendly face lights up on her screen. Quinn? She looked nice. Grinning she swiped right. Only hoping that perhaps this nice looking Quinn would think she looked nice too. ~*~

Camille 02/10/17 -whispers-
Where can I get one of those hair ships?
Tiber Loche 11/28/16 -waves paper-
They hate you?!
John Doe 06/28/15 For prose that soars higher than the pines, but stays true to it's roots. For daring to branch out where few writers would ever go. For true horticultural excellence. I bestow upon you the coveted Gold Star!
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