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savannah greco ( kathryn newton. twenty-seven. er resident doctor. rift riders mc affilfate. )
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LOCATION: summer kickoff event, somewhere by the beach. FOR: savannah grady.
AS PER THE GRECO way, it doesn't shock sal in the slightest that his sister is found nowhere near most of the social interaction. current circumstances aside. as much as sal had wanted to rip dario's arms off as per the creed of the big brother when things had gone to shit, sal had never wished him dead. even still, he knows he mattered to savannah. so, in her time of grieving, he puts the idiotic remarks aside -- and simply sits at her side on a towel he had brought with him, patting the bit next to him so she can share it. " c'mon, lil sis. " he says with a thin-lipped, gentle smile -- as per his way. an arm is extended for a hug, knowing that sav would much rather be on her couch right now. " how're you holdin' up? " with his other free hand, he removes a paper bag from his pocket full of doughnut holes from one of the stands. " i come baring gifts. "
"i'm ..... fine i suppose," savannah found herself lying through her teeth as she sat by the beach. she'd been at the event for what seemed like far too long now, needing to get away from the crowd, the noise. it was all starting to become too much for her, it was as though she was about to burst. shaking her head at her older brother as he offered her the sweet treat, she looked down to nervously fidgit with some of the rings on her fingers. "thanks, but i'm not really hungry right now," she sighed.
kai instantly recognized the blonde in line with him at the vendor. " sav, how you doing? sorry i haven't stopped by, i've been a little busy but i hope you've been doing well. " and he means that, he cared for savannah and probably always would. " better yet, i hope you've been having a good time here so far. "
@savsgreco .
savannah spun her head around when she heard the familiar voice of kai. "oh, hi," she replied, forcing an awkward smile on her lips. without the company of her date by her side, she couldn't help but feel a bit uncomforable ... afraid of saying the wrong thing or seeming uninterested in conversations with others. "um, i'm alright, honestly? did you come here today with anyone?"
location: rift valley summer festival
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Scout was having entirely too much fun making Savannah’s life difficult. The festival crowd moved around them while Scout remained glued comfortably to the doctor’s side, one arm hooked through hers. Every excuse to touch her was immediately taken. “You know,” she said, tilting her head as she looked Savannah over for what was probably the tenth time that evening, “if I didn’t know any better, I’d think you got dressed up specifically to make me look bad.” Her fingers brushed lightly against Savannah’s arm as she spoke. Casual. Completely innocent. Not innocent at all. Scout flashed a grin. “It’s working, by the way.” She stepped closer, close enough to smell her perfume. “I keep trying to focus on the festival and then you keep existing over here.” The teasing rolled off her tongue naturally. The dangerous part was that this time she actually meant it.
"well, i didn't know if there would still be any competition between the two of us considering you're my date for tonight?" savannah questioned, arm in tow with the other girl as they walked around the event. truthfully, having scout by her side was the perfect distraction from everything else that was going on. she almost hadn't even gone out, but was convinced by the other. it would be good for her, right? "is the rest of this festival boring you if you're not looking at me, huh? i was thinking we could get into some trouble if you were interested?"
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LOCATION: peach pit, late night. FOR: savannah greco.
OF COURSE, ANGEL CAN understand that their best friend's head is in an entirely different universe. people would be lying if they said they said things were business as usual. and while their visits here to the club were more often than not for pleasure, this was different. they they had walked straight to val -- eyes not wandering as they usually did, hands buried in their pockets and calloused fingers wrapped around a pack of cigarettes -- much like the one between her lips as their backs are pressed against the brick. " talk t' me, gorgeous. " they eventually speak, voice breaking through the quiet they had assumed at first that she needed for a minute. she could tell savannah was not just deep in thought -- but in deep water. " 'cause you're one'a the only people i'd hunt down without even thinkin' about it -- and i ain't heard from you all week. " they were willing to offer whatever it is she needed -- because the last thing savannah needed to do was throw herself into a place like this. give too much, when all the universe was doing was taking. seconds later, angel's face softens -- worried that they're doing just that. expecting too much. " i've got you -- y'know that, right? "
"what do you want me to say?" savannah muttered out, keeping a serious look on her face as angel came up to them. since hearing the news of dario, it seemed as though the girl was living in a state of numbness. like she was in some sick, twisted dream that she was waiting to finally wake up from. the only way she could find herself coping with it all was her typical way - overworking herself so that she was too busy to be by herself. "i'm fine angel, really," she spoke, lying through her teeth. "i don't know why you came all the way here anyways."
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❝ Still doesn’t make it any less disgusting, blondie. ❞ Jia pointed to Savannah with their beer bottle, and then, took a swig from it. It wasn’t hard to get used to being around Evie and Savannah. They’d known the duo for a while, and even though the hacker was probably going to return to their old apartment or find a place of their own eventually, living with them hadn’t been all bad. ❝ Nah, it’s all good. I can pay for it. I’ll probably eat more than you, since this is my second joint anyways. ❞ Jia’s quick fingers placed their order on their phone and they set it aside, before leaning forward to get the joint and take another puff from it. ❝ The bar? ❞ They furrowed their brows, their voice slightly hoarse due to the smoke in their lungs. ❝ Hospital’s not paying you enough or something? ❞
"you know, i would normally tell someone to piss off by calling me that, but i'll let it slide," she rolled her eyes. jia becoming the third roomie at their place had been a little unexpected, but nothing short of entertaining. while her and evie's personalities seemed like night and day, jia was an individual that she naturally fell into a comfortable vibe with. "you're getting a serious case of the munchies or something?" she couldn't help but raise a brow towards the other. "no, the strip club .... i'm still there, jia. residency doesn't pay me shit, not until i'm done with it."
who: sav x romy (@savsgreco) where: outside the peach pit
in fairness, sav had told her she could stop by later—with a decently specific window of time and everything. what sav probably didn't expect—couldn't yet—was that romy had immediately stormed out of her apartment and into her car, a sense of right and wrong steering her actions. she needed to tell her in person, hopefully before any text messages or news reports could do so, the cold blue light of a screen a cruel messenger. so impersonal. they weren't close, sure, but romy had felt the potential for friendship in their last seeing one-another. more importantly than that, they'd both loved him. dario. and the burden of love—the responsibility of it—came in the looking after one-another when that mutual object of love was gone. romy had been sitting in her car for some time, without a doubt raising alarm with the door person, when sav finally emerged. before she could stop herself, she was climbing out, tear-stained cheeks cold when met with the late night air. "hey," she called out, voice lacking a sturdy foundation, "sav! over here."
it had been quite the whirlwind of a shift at the peach pitt tonight, down a few of their typical girls so savannah found herself more busier than usual. after texting romy earlier in the evening, there had been a lingering sense of anxiety over what she wanted to bring up. what was so important that she felt the need to tell her in person? she was attempting to push any negative thoughts in the back of her mind, trying to throw herself into dancer mode even though she knew she was off her regular game. that reflected in her less than savory earnings for the evening.
walking out of the building, she heard the familiar voice of romy in the distance. taking a few steps, she keeps a bit of distance between the other girl. "hi," she mutters out. "so, what did you need to tell me?"
zahir lets out a quiet laugh at that, shaking his head as he leans back in his chair. "yeah, that's the funny part. if you'd met me in high school, i don't think 'west point' would've been anybody's first guess." there's a warmth in his voice now, easier than before. "i was a brat. got into trouble more than i should've. not serious trouble, but enough that i kept a few teachers employed." his mouth twitches into a grin. "so hearing you were the anti-social nerd and i was the troublemaker kinda makes me feel like we ended up exactly where we were supposed to." he drums his fingers lightly against his coffee cup before nodding at her comment about lost time. that part hits a little closer to home than he lets on. "i think everybody's got things they wish they'd gotten to experience differently. doesn't mean you stop living once you realize it." his gaze lifts back to her, steady and genuine. "and yeah, i've definitely heard crazier. comes with the badge. after a while, somebody telling me they found their long lost sister in the same town isn't even in the top ten weirdest conversations i've had." a small pause follows before he adds dryly, "honestly, this one's been pretty normal by rift valley standards."
"damn, so you probably never got the 'was a pleasure to have in class' on your report cards i'm guessing?" savannah joked back. "well, at least frontal lobes were developed and you can say you got your shit together enough now, right?" she added on. sav had always been the kind of student that well, teachers probably dreamed of. she didn't have time to get in trouble or cause chaos when her education was the most important thing to her. "um, has thalia been adjusting well to living in a place like this? i mean, aside from our family ... drama so to speak," she added on, trying not to sound too awkward. "do you think she'd maybe want to have dinner sometime, the three of us? even if it's just at her restaurant?"
romy: i'll just tell you later romy: don't worry about it
sav: .... okay?
sav: you can always stop by later, i'm usually off around 1-2 am?
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Rift Valley's Summer Kickoff Fesitval | Scout Wilder looks
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sav: i’m at the club … just wanted to send you a quick text?
sav: … what do you mean
romy: are you about to go on or something? romy: there's something i should probably tell you
sav: um, yeah
sav: .... what is it? i really need to get going tbh
text: sav + romy.
sav: hey, are you and dario working this weekend for karaoke night? i finally picked a song so you'll see me there >:)
romy: sav, hey romy: no, neither of us will be working this weekend. idk if anyone's working this weekend. romy: [several seconds of typing and erasing] romy: where are you rn?
sav: i’m at the club … just wanted to send you a quick text?
sav: … what do you mean
text: sav + romy.
sav: hey, are you and dario working this weekend for karaoke night? i finally picked a song so you'll see me there >:)
JIA: you say as if it's a good thing 👁️👄👁️ JIA: also, you DO know i know you won't use it for scientific articles only, right?
SAV: what else do you think i'm going to use it for?????
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zahir lets out a quiet huff of amusement at her comment, shaking his head lightly like he’s already uncomfortable with the idea of his life sounding impressive out loud. “honestly, i kinda lucked into most of it,” he says, tone grounded and sincere in that way that makes it hard to tell if he fully believes his own accomplishments matter all that much. “had a high school advisor who pushed west point hard after i started doing decent in school. figured i’d try it.” his shoulders lift slightly in an understated shrug. “then after my second tour, a buddy recommended nypd and i stuck with it.” he says it plainly, leaving out the harder details in between. the reasons structure appealed to him so much, the years spent trying to make himself useful enough to justify staying anywhere. after a brief pause, he adds more quietly, “i was in the system too.” the admission comes easy but brief, like he’s offering understanding rather than turning the conversation toward himself. “so i get some of it. at least enough to know it doesn’t leave people untouched.” his gaze stays steady on her, compassionate without turning pitying. he knew enough about foster care to understand how much separation could carve into people, especially siblings. he couldn’t imagine finally finding them again after nearly two decades and trying to figure out where to even begin. the mood stays light enough though, and he’s grateful for that. he didn’t come here to pry open old wounds. he just wanted to know the people who mattered to thalia. a faint smile pulls at the corner of his mouth when savannah admits she wouldn’t be talking to him if she thought he was a prick. “good to know i passed the initial screening,” he replies dryly, fingers tapping once against the coffee cup in front of him. then his expression softens again, quieter this time. “for what it’s worth, i don’t think there’s a right way to reconnect with somebody after that much time.” his eyes flick briefly toward the window before returning to her. “seventeen years is a long time to miss pieces of somebody’s life.” there’s no judgment in the statement, only understanding. “but she’s really happy you’re here.” and that part, at least, he knows for certain. he leans back slightly after a moment, easing the heaviness before it settles too deep between them. “besides,” he adds with a small grin, “you’re already handling this better than most people handle finding out a detective’s dating their sister.”
"still, the miltary and law enforcement in geenral still requires a lot of discipline, training, the whole nine yards," savannah replied. she was generally impressed with zahir's work history and she was trying to make that known in their conversation. "me? fuck, i just was anti-social and a nerd most of my life .... made school my main goal and priority," she shrugged her shoulders simply at the statement. when she was a teenager, she felt like that was the only thing she had. a perfect distraction from her loud thoughts of her past and chaotic family trauma that she hadn't truly processed at that age. taking a breath, she nodded her head in agreement as the man briefly spoke about his time in the system and how difficult it was for anyone who was in it. "it's kind of sad knowing that we missed so many .... life accomplishments during those years. but, at least we can catch up on lost time," she stated. " .... thank you. i guess i've just heard crazier shit come out of people's mouth, you too - right?"
