#seth01

Where: Hallway outside the ER, Medical Center

When: Early evening

“You’re going to be fine, okay? Just squeeze my hand.” Cece didn’t normally work in the ER, but when a child came in, she was often called down simply as an encouraging presence. The child in question today was a little boy who had been hit in the face with a baseball during t-ball practice. Given that these kids didn’t even pitch yet, Celina wasn’t quite sure how that could happen, but she still held his hand and offered a bright smile while a doctor proceeded with a few stitches.

After thank-yous from his parents, Cece was heading out of the ER and towards the elevators when she caught sight of a familiar build retreating around a corner. “She’s not here,” Celina called out to Seth, a small smirk appearing as she peeled off her gloves and deposited them in the nearest trash can. “Your sneaking skills are getting worse.”

location - dog park

Tessa laughed as Archer pulled on his leash a bit, his tail nearly breaking as it wagged in excitement the closer they got to the park. “I know, bud. I know. Calm down. We’re getting there.” Tessa half-soothed as they walked up to the gate, trying not to spill her travel mug full of coffee. Once inside, she popped off his leash and watched him take off like a rocket, sprinting and sniffing, happy to play after being cooped up in the house. Sinking down onto one of the benches, she didn’t pay much attention to who else was already there. They owned a dog, obviously and Tessa couldn’t think of a serial killer who’d had a dog. Sure, there were probably SOME serial killers who had pets, but it couldn’t be very many. Dogs could smell evil... maybe. Was that a thing? That had to be a thing. Unless it wasn’t. Surely it was, there were dogs who found bodies, and could tell when someone would die, and find drugs- 

“Do you think evil has a smell?” Tessa asked, turning slightly to the person beside her. It was random and definitely not a typical way of striking up a conversation, but her thoughts had been too loud to keep in her head. She was aware that she kind of sounded like a serial killer now, so she just sipped her coffee and waited before she said anything else that sounded weird.

Location: Seth’s place

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Eddie knocked on the door of Seth’s place with the back of her grease stained knuckles and switched the plastic bag she was carrying from one hand to another. She had about forty minutes to get caught up before a bit more running around to do. No doubt he was busy as well, between the two businesses and the fucking war that was on with an enemy they’d yet to properly meet. When the door opens she gives a small, quick grin. “Heya, boss. I brought ya’ some of my world-famous chili.” she said, holding out the plastic bag with tupperware inside. “There’s enough for like four people, because I cook like I’m feeding an army.” she said with a shrug. Eddie has a pen tucked behind her ear, and as usual there’s already a few notes scribbled on her arms and the back of her hands written in an illegible shorthand only she could decipher most days. She wasn’t the most professional of people, but she was effective and her odd system worked for her. “You got a minute so we can finalize some stuff?”

In the middle of the night, on a park bench, Byakuya lazily stretched himself out and gazed at the night sky. The boy wondered if he would have the time to keep relaxing like this. The thought didn’t bother him, though neither did the idea of something more exciting popping up in the near future. If he had to wait until he was able to as much damage as he wanted, then that was fine by him, however at the moment he was beginning to wonder how long it would be until the person watching him made their move.

“Yeah you there hiding in the shadows.”

“Feel free to come out any time now.”