Where is she? - Ethan

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After leaving Baal and Buffy, she had turned a corner and started running. Darren hadnt noticed before she was darting ahead, he ran after her, trying to catch up. She felt very worried, picking up her phone and looking at it from time to time to see if there was anything new. A message from Cetas or Ethan with an update, but there was nothing. She got to the gardens that were fairly close to her house before she stopped and walked in. She looked around and were about to text before she decided that it would take too long, lifting her hand up to her mouth as she called, "Ethan!" she yelled as Darren finally caught up to her, panting with exhaustion from the sudden exercise, "Fucking hell, Es, calm down will ya?" he said in a breathless tone, leaning down as he placed his hands on his knees trying to catch his breath again. Vanessa's eyes just moved around the park as she made a worried wrinkle of her nose, calling out once more, "Ethan!" clenching her hand that was down her side. She looked at her phone again opening the group chat.

[Group chat | Four clover fuckers]
[Vanessa:] Chet, I will fucking kill you, start replying you dickwart.
[Seen by Cetas]

She groaned loudly and then she saw him. She just ran forward, almost jumping into his arms as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She held him close for a bit before she moved away and released one arm that she used to move his hair a bit away from his face, "We'll find her, okay?" she said in a low assuring tone as she shifted between his eyes. Darren had caught his breath again and walked up to them. "He went to that store today, didnt he?" he said as he scratched his arm a little, feeling a scab that he started digging into as he felt a little nervous about it all. He had come to care a lot for Emma, so this was kind of nervewrecking to him. He closed his eyes for a bit as he was trying to remember the name, "That fucking store, yeah? With all the magic shite, innit," he said, opening his eyes.

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Ethan heard her, coming out from the bedroom he shared with Vanessa, he was a bit freaked out. His eyes spacing away as he looked at his screen. He felt Vanessa’s arms around him and just as she said that they would find her the voicemail went off. ”Please … No please, I didn’t!” it sounded from Ethan’s phone followed by her scream that seemed gutwrenching at best. His lower jaw trembled, gritting his teeth as he tried not to cry. Fuck, she was hurting, anyone could hear that. Was this his fault? Was this the revenge that Samuel could pull? No, Samuel would have wanted Ethan to see everything and not be able to do anything to help her. This was something or someone else. ”It just came in when I heard you calling me,” he said in a broken voice, calming himself down with a few breathing techniques he usually used with Vanessa when she was upset. It felt like everything was crumbling. He couldn’t care less about his family, but Emma was his sister and he couldn’t ignore that she meant something to him. They had survived their parents together and gotten out one way or another. ”It came from her phone, it’s her number that called,” he said, frowning. The phone called and Ethan picked it up, putting it on speaker so the other’s could hear as well. First there was silence, then Ethan heard his sister whimper, the sound of metal being dragged across concrete and that’s when she screamed again. Ethan stared at his phone. ”Emma!” he called, but he didn’t believe that she could hear him. ”P-please … I didn’t do it,” Emma begged again, before another scream came from her throat and the phone got disconnected. Ethan threw his phone across the room, shaking as he ran his fingers through his messy hair. He walked over to the couch, giving it a kick for good meassure and mostly to get some of his anger out. ”We gotta find her,” was all he said over and over, but he was at a loss. He didn’t have access to anything that could get them to where she was. He grabbed his phone again, forwarding the voicemail to Cetas.

[Chat between Cetas and Ethan]
[File attachment: Voicemail from Ems]
[Ethan: This ain’t funny]
[Ethan: I just got a call where she’s getting beat up]
[Ethan: WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!?]

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Vanessa felt her heart drop when she saw how he seemed spaced out by something, because it meant that something was completely off. The voicemail played and hearing Emma like that made Vanessa feel like someone had just poked her simultaneously in her eyes as they filled with water. She let go of Ethan and stepped a bit away knowing she should have stayed close to him but she was just so flustered by the voicemail. Darren stood quietly in the background and looked down with wide eyes, not really knowing what to say. Vanessa swallowed hard and lifted her eyes from the phone to Ethan. "Fuck.... shit..." she mumbled as she shook her head at his words, not believing that this was real. She placed a hand over her heart taking a deep breath as he explained further about the message, feeling the need to cry but she knew it wasnt the right time. "This isnt Samuel's work. He wouldnt do it like this, he doesnt call people, he just sends the remains.... He..." she tried to argue with herself, staring at the ground for a bit as she rubbed two fingers against her temple, feeling her head spin a little at the thought clutter that was apparent in her speech.
She had gone off in a mumble to figure out what the meaning of it all was, but when the phone rang she froze. She was hoping that it would have been Cetas calling, but when the speakers were put on, she knew it had been a false hope. Darren lifted his eyes at what he was hearing, blinking rapidly like he couldnt understand, turning his eyes shortly to Vanessa as her thoughts were almost as loud as the phone. He frowned deeply and felt his shoulders tremble as he clenched his fists. Vanessa flinched as Ethan threw his phone, moving her hands up like she was ready to defend herself, to then stare at her hands in surprise by her own reaction. She shook her head and placed her hands around herself as she watched Ethan kick the couch. She hadnt minded his outbursts before, why did she suddenly feel so fearful? "Es, shut the fuck up," Darren hissed as he rubbed his forehead, looking at Ethan as he started going off on how they had to find her.

[Private chat | Cetas and Ethan]
[Seen by Cetas]

Vanessa stood for a while in her own thoughts, hugging her arms around herself as she stared at the floor at her feet. She felt a couple of tears run down her cheeks and winched her face with sorrow as she shook her head, whispering to herself that crying wouldnt work. She took out her phone and felt her hand shake as she made a call, moving out into the kitchen as she closed the door. When she came back, she was completely different, her tears had been rubbed away and she had her family's signature expression of numbness. "I have to go talk to Samuel," she said in a calm manner but it was just her adjusting to the facade her father would accept. She took a deep inhale and looked at her phone, "Alone," she added and felt quite uncomfortable at the notion that she had to do this alone. "Es, no. Let Ethan or me go with you," Darren said as he then looked at her for a bit, before he looked down like he had been told off in her mind. "Just... keep me updated," she said after a bit before she went for the door, her hands shaking a little bit.

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Ethan could see that that bastard had seen his messages, why wasn’t he responding? He felt so torn between anger and hurt, but his stupid head took it as a sign to kick things. After what had happened with Emma he had been more subdued, like he was affraid to hurt someone again. He saw through teary eyes how Vanessa went into a protective stance and swallowed, looking down in shame. He was like his father, a fucking idiot with a temper out of control. Emma had been right, she always was, and now she was hurting because Ethan was incapable of saving her. Kicking the couch had helped a little, making his foot spin at the hit, but he couldn’t care less about the pain he felt there. The pain in his chest grew bigger by the second. Would she be dead when they finally got to her? He knew he shouldn’t think like that, but he was so afraid of losing the only family member he cared for. He sat down on the couch he had just kicked, hiding his face away in his palms as he laid back on it. ”Fuck fuck fuck,” he muttered over and over, like a broken record set to swearing for eternity. Vanessa came out and he looked up at her, a few of his tears had made their escape from his eyes, making his cheeks wet. He swallowed as she said she had to go see Samuel, knowing that she did it for Emma. Ethan got to his feet as she was about to leave, taking her hand gently, feeling some of his anger disappear at their touch. Silently he moved with her out to the hallway before he cupped her face with his other hand. ”Don’t be a martyr, please come back to me,” he whispered in a vulnerable voice as he looked into her grey eyes. Her numb face was something he was used to by now, but he could see the Vanessa he knew best underneath. If she let him, he leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on her lips, fearing he was going to lose both girls he loved today. ”I luv ya, yeah – So be careful,” he whispered against her lips before he let go of her hand. Ethan might be an idiot, but he knew that when Vanessa said it had to be alone, she had to do it alone. It didn’t matter what Ethan wanted her to do or not, she was the one in control of her life. Stopping her wouldn’t solve anything, but he didn’t want it to seem like he was sacrificing her either. His heart was aching, fearing so many things and he knew he couldn’t do anything but wait.

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Darren still wasnt happy with her leaving, it just felt like it was too risky. What if Samuel wouldnt help? What if he suddenly decided that she had to go somewhere again? He shook his head and bit his words back, another scolding would just be hurtful. Vanessa looked at Ethan as he walked up to her, squeezing his hand lightly as it laid in hers, going out in the hallway. She leaned her head into his hand cupping her face as she listened to his words and swallowed, "I promise," she whispered and tried to smile but it quickly went away. She let him kiss her, feeling small tingles in her stomach loosen some knots that laid deep in her. She exhaled through her nose as he whispered against her lips, looking into his eyes. "Cetas could be anywhere, but you'd have a better chance finding him at his house. He has to go home eventually," she said as she moved for the door, feeling the shakes being gone as a steady hand grabbed a hold of the door so she could leave. The car was already waiting outside, she knew that. Darren had sat down in the couch as he was looking into his hands in his lap, waiting for Ethan to come back, "You know this will mean she owes him a favour, right?" he said a little sourly as he slouched further down the couch and exhaled deeply. He twitched his head a bit from time to time, being heavily affected by the both of them with their strong emotions.

After a long while.
[Group chat | Four clover fuckers]
[Cetas:] I'm looking for her.

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He knew she would do anything to keep that promise, but the kiss still felt bittersweet. Ethan wasn’t good at being cunning, he would let the Prideux do that. Walking in to the livingroom again he felt defeated, shaking his head at Darren’s words. ”I know,” he muttered, running a hand through his dark hair, ruffling it up so it wouldn’t sit flat on his scalp. ”But we should be able to deal with that … I can’t deal with ma sis being …” he said, trailing off. He couldn’t say the word, fearing that it would come true. He couldn’t lose his sister, she was too young and had done nothing wrong. He knew that. It was a gut feeling. So why was she being targeted and beaten? He breathed out in frustration. ”You wanna come wiv me to Cetz’ place?” he mumbled, knowing that Darren might not want to join. Ethan knew that him and Emma had gotten close, but he didn’t like thinking about it if he was being honest. It felt like time was moving at a snail’s pace and he put on his shoes, feeling his big toe being a bit swollen by the kick earlier, knowing his anger had gotten the best of him. As he was on the way out he felt his pocket vibrate, frowning as he looked down at the message. That fucker. Always wanting to solve everything by himself. ”Cunt,” he mumbled before he walked out, hoping that Darren would join him. The walk wasn’t far from Vanessa’s place, but it was far enough that it took a good five to ten minutes walking. Ethan kicked a few stones on the way. ”I should’ve sent ’er back to Manchester the second I saw ’er,” he mumbled, shaking his head at himself. He knew that Darren could hear his thoughts, but he preffered just talking about it. ”She’s a good kid, she wasn’t the problem child at home – fuck, I deserve to get my ass beaten, not ’er,” he muttered, knowing that saying it out loud wouldn’t change a thing.

Emma laid on the floor, crying silently, covering her arm as it was hurting. The guy had been a hard hitter, and she felt herself at a loss. The light inside the room flickered a bit before it turned on again, and Emma crawled away from the door, the chain around her ankle digging into her skin. A blonde woman stood in the door, maybe a few years older than herself. ”I’m not going to hurt you,” Lucille said, taking a careful step into the room. She had heard what had been going on. Even in this underground bunker every thing almost ringing. Emma shuffled backwards, small whimpers coming as she moved her arm. Lucille looked up at one of the camera’s, hoping that John was watching. The bashee still didn’t know how to feel about that demon, but this poor girl needed something other than that brute of a shapeshifter. Lucille knew the guy was hurt, but taking it out on such a young girl seemed too cruel for her to accept. ”Are you thirsty?” Lucille asked gently, Emma shaking her head in fear, her fingers tapping against her broken arm that made her flinch ever so often.

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"It's just gonna bite us in the arse, I know it," Darren said with a sigh as he looked a bit up at the ceiling. He had wanted to keep Vanessa with them, not just split up. But he knew that once Vanessa had set her mind to something, it was hard to keep her in place. He glanced at Ethan, "You could have talked her out of it," he then said, shaking his head as he rubbed his cheeks. He knew he was just digging around in it now, but he just wanted to take his mind of the voicemails that they had heard not long ago. He made an agreeing mutter at Ethan's invitation and got up from the couch, still wearing his shoes. He didnt look at his phone as it vibrated, being able to hear what it was from Ethan's mind made him feel like he didnt need to see it with his own eyes. Like hell that fucker was looking, he thought to himself as they walked.
He listened to Ethan's words and wanted to agree but he couldnt really muster speaking much. He was just making up scenarios of what had happened. Most likely it seemed that Cetas had let her take the blame for some shit that he had pulled of, it was just the matter of how bad it could be seeing that Emma was the one taking the punches. "No she doesnt deserve this," Darren mumbled with his hands in his pockets, taking in a few deep breaths. He wasnt sure what would happen if they did stumble upon Cetas, but Darren knew that he would probably lose it. Why did he know that she was gone? He wasnt telling them anything again and Darren had had enough of it. He looked up at the mansion as they arrived and took in a deep breath. "I dont fooking like it, E. It stinks of something bad," Darren said as the gates opened for them to go in.

John had been watching in the background as Wade was doing his thing, even though it was clearly disgusting him beyond belief. In the end he couldnt take it and pulled the shapeshifter off the poor girl before he moved them out of the room, throwing Wade into another room before he went to Lucille and sent her in the girl's direction. He shortly after returned to Wade.
"What did you try to fucking gain from calling that person while you were beating a little girl?" John asked in a furious tone as he shoved at Wade, being the bulky tower that he was, even a small shove could have a lot of power, but he really put his weight into it, slamming Wade against the wall. Wade barred his teeth as he straightened his back after a bit, his eyes like fire. Ramsay stepped in and looked at the tv-screen. "For the fun of it, of course," he said with a wide grin but it was clear that he was angry as well. "This girl had part in it, accompanying whoever it was that killed my daughter," he said with his malicious grin over his face, gesturing towards the screen. John looked at Lucille and took a deep breath, before he looked back at the two. "Beating up a little girl will get you fucking nowhere," he hissed, his fists clenched. Ramsay simply stepped up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder, his eyes shining with his unpredictability like a fire, "Remember that you are in my home. That banshee girl of yours were supposed to be dead wasnt she?" he said in a low tone, smiling widely at John, that flared his nostrils with anger. This was a threat, John knew that. He shoved Ramsay's hand away and looked at Wade, "Save your strength for the person that actually did it," he warned him before he looked at Ramsay with angry eyes. He turned and went back into the room were Lucille was with the girl, grabbing a few medical supplies on his way. He gave the things to Lucille and crossed his arms as he turned around and watched the door. He didnt say anything, mostly because he was busy raging with fury inside.

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Ethan still couldn’t figure out why she was being hurt like this, but he had a feeling that Cetas was part of it. He didn’t like to think that, but it just made sense in a way, at least that was what his gut was telling him. He breathed out, feeling his chest heavy. ”I don’t like it either, aight – But I can’t just leave ’er suffering and do nothing,” he mumbled in frustration. It was like every descision he took it would turn around to bite him in the ass. He went through the gates, feeling like his pulse was going crazy. ”Just … Darren if anything happens to me,” he muttered, not knowing how to say it without sounding like he had given up. He hadn’t given up, but worst case scenario, he wanted to have his sister somewhere safe with someone that he trusted. ”Just … Fuck … You know what I’m thinking, but promise to keep them safe,” he said, shaking his head as he didn’t quite know why he was asking this of his friend. Sure Darren could be a bit daft, but he seemed like the only one who could keep Emma and partly Vanessa safe if something happened to Ethan himself. Walking through the front door he looked around for a bet. ”Yo, Cetz – Where ya at?” he called out, looking around at all the fancy display of money that Cetas had. He felt like something was crawling under his skin.

Emma’s eyes darted to the door as the large demon stepped in, tugging at her large chain and whimpering as it hurt. Lucille sent John a faint smile, mouthing a thank you as he handed her the medical supplies. Lucille wasn’t good at healing, but she knew how to clean a wound and make sure infection wouldn’t make the thing prolong it’s healing. The banshee sat down. ”It’s okay, I just wanna clean you up,” she said in a tender voice, mimicing her mother’s. Emma frowned, but let the banshee come near. ”I know it’s not fair for you to be here,” Lucille whispered, knowing that John could hear her too, but the microphones wouldn’t be able to pick up on her voice. ”What’s your name?” she asked, tilting her head to the side as she wet a cottonpad with alcohol. ”EmmaaaaaaAAA!” the girl replied, screaming as the alcohol made contact with her wound around her ancle. Lucille frowned, but kept cleaning it off, sighing as the chain kept getting in the way. ”John, could we take it off her, just while I clean it?” Lucille asked, in a begging tone as she wanted to be sure the poor thing’s foot wouldn’t start getting infected. Lucille sent the demon an apologetic smile before she turned her face to the human once more. ”His name is John, as you probably heard – he’s a big tough guy, but he is good underneath, he won’t hurt you,” Lucille promised, knowing that she had too keep her voice down. ”My name is Lucille, but you can just call me Lucy,” she said with a smile.

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"Oh Ethan, shuuuut it before I smack ya gob," Darren groaned as he shook his head. He wasnt sure he would be able to accept that if it were to happen. Sure he felt close with Vanessa and Cetas, but he felt like Ethan and he knew each other far better than the rest. "You better survive this, because I dont think Vanessa would be the same without you," he then said rather seriously as they stepped through the front door. He let Ethan call out, while he was listening to hear if Cetas were here. He frowned a little and looked at Ethan, "I'm getting nothing," he said rather frustrated as he looked around. He suddenly grabbed a vase that probably had more worth than his life, just to throw it on the wall. He watched the splinters go everywhere as he took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "If anyone should be dying in this, then it should be me," he said in an angry tone as he shook his head, feeling another burst of anger nearing up on him. "I'm a nobody anyway. Take the group away, then what have I got? Absolutely nothing. I'm just a dumb fucker with telepathy," he then said in a sad tone as he looked down. Their phones vibrated again.

[Group chat | Four clover fuckers:]
[Vanessa:] Samuel will help. He's getting that hacker girl, she'll see if she can find any leads.
[Cetas:] I'm picking you up. Where are you?
[Vanessa:] Dont. I'll keep you updated.
[Cetas:] Vanessa.
[Vanessa:] Just find her.

"This is exactly what I thought it would be," Darren muttered angrily as he looked down at his screen. He clenched his hand around the phone and didnt even bother to look at it vibrated again.

[Cetas:] I'm at Hope Gardens. Hurry up.

John lifted his hands as soon as he saw her tug at the chains, signaling that he wasnt there to hurt her. He knew he could do this as long as he wasnt in sight of the camera, but as soon as he was watching the door, he stood in line of sight. He looked up at the camera, knowing the bastard was watching him. He frowned deeply and made a calm exhale. He let them talk as he wasnt very good at comforting, seeing that he was a part of keeping her capture. Sure he wasnt happy about what had happened to Amethyst, but he doubted that this girl could have done anything regarding what had happened. He turned his eyes to Lucille and his eyes softened up a bit from all the anger that he had been feeling. "No need," he said as he turned around and sat on his knee in front of Emma. He carefully moved his hands down to her ancle, looking at her to let her know he wasnt trying to hurt her. He placed his hands on her skin around the chain and soon she'd feel a comfortable warmth spread in the wounded area as his healing did it's work. He hadnt really told Lucille anything about this, as he had come to hate being able to do this when his work revolved around hurting people. "My advice would be to keep still so it doesnt hurt you again," he said in a calm tone as he lifted his eyes to look at Emma.
He removed his hands and placed them around her broken arm, just to heal the bone so it wouldnt end up healing up badly. He let go and rose to his feet before he turned back to the door. His eyes moved to the camera once in a while as he sighed deeply. "A friend of ours died recently. Have you met any black haired girls recently?" he asked as he thought she probably had no idea why she was here.

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He couldn’t help but chuckle a bit, but it came out more sad than he meant to. He knew what Darren said about Vanessa might be true, but who was he to know. Ethan wasn’t good at playing hero, fuck he had barely had the balls to tell Vanessa how he felt about her. He frowned as he looked at Darren smash a vase, listening to what he had to say. He grabbed his friend’s shoulder, shaking him a bit as he looked him in the eyes, very serious and almost stern. ”Listen up, aight – ya’re ma blud, yeah? I ain’t letting anyone leave, besides I’m afraid I might need to accept ya as a brother-in-law at some point,” Ethan said, almost groaning at the last part. He couldn’t understand what bond Darren and Emma had gotten, but he hadn’t seen his sister smile like that for a long time. ”Ya ain’t gotta marry ’er, aight, I actually prefer if ya stay away, but I can’t pretend like I can control her,” he said, furrowing his brows as he felt a bit frustrated. He didn’t like thinking of his sister and his best mate hooking up, but how should he know what they did behind closed doors. They had been sharing a bed since Ethan had accidentally hit her, for crying out loud. He breathed out, feeling a bit shameful, because this was probably how Cetas felt about Vanessa, but he wasn’t going to let his hubris get the best of him. Their phones vibrated and he felt a bit more relieved seeing the exchange, however what Vanessa had offered in return he didn’t even dare thinking about. He looked at the screen, groaning as they had just come from Hope Gardens. ”Aight, ’bout to get a move on, eh?” he said, giving Darren another shake of his shoulder before clapping him a bit on the cheek. Then Ethan started running, looking back at Darren with what could only be described as a grin. ”Besides, ma sis is a fucking sucker for a prince in shining armour!” he yelled and moved around to run again. Reaching Hope Gardens he whiped off some sweat from his forehead, looking to see if Darren was still with him. He breathed out, looking around as he spotted Cetas, almost running the last few steps. ”What’s the plan?” he asked with a frown, still feeling like Cetas was the one to blame for some reason.

Emma whimpered again as John came closer, feeling her heart race in fear. Whatever Lucille had told her didn’t make her less scared, but the warning words from the demon made her freeze on the spot. Whincing a bit as he healed her, her lower lips shook with fear. ”Hey, hey – It’s alright, he won’t hurt you,” Lucille promised, placing a hand over John’s to show there was nothing to be afraid of. Lucille might not know of his powers, but she recognized a healer when she saw how he handled the young girl. Lucille thought she was far too young to be in such a place, but she knew that even younger people had been here. Emma whimpered as she felt her arm getting healed, scared that he might want to break it further, but she kept her eyes on Lucille that was showing her how to breathe to relax a bit more. Emma followed the instructions, sitting still, but her fingers still finding a way to tap against the floor. As John let go she shuffled away again, not trusting whatever the guy might do next. She had seen how the shapeshifter had turned from nice cop to bad cop within a mere second. John’s question made her frown, images flashing in her head as she started breathing faster. Recently? Was that within the month? She could remember everything, her brain overloading her system with information and dates, descriptions of faces and interactions. Emma shook her head, wanting to scream at the overload as she pulled at her hair, rocking back and forth. Lucille couldn’t believe that such a simple question made the human girl react like this, swallowing as she thought how she could make it easier. ”Can you recall any dark haired girl from the past twelve hours?” she asked, knowing it wasn’t her place to get information out of the girl. Emma’s brain seemed to calm down, only focussing on the past twelve hours narrowing it down. ”One, small, bit chubby at ten past twelve pm, heading towards the ocean,” she said. ”Two, tall, thin and in front of a magic store about half past twelve,” she said, breathing out. ”Third, narrow face, body slouching heading towards the academy, at twentyfour minutes to one,” she said, nodding as she scanned her brain again. Three. She had seen three in total, but she didn’t understand, until she thought about the dead part. Putting two and two together. ”The witch,” she mumbled, frowning as she looked down. Cetas had denied a witch to be her mate, and Emma knew what that meant for that poor witch. ”Please, I – I didn’t do anything,” she begged again, her eyes still full of fear.

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"You're a dead man walking Ethan Spencer. How are you going to help me when Samuel Prideux is out for ya neck? Hahaha, what a joker," he teased him with a chuckle, feeling the anger slip up as it always did when Ethan cheered him up.
Darren chuckled as Ethan told him to marry Emma, "It aint like that, I swear," he said, scratching his neck as he couldnt really figure out what was going on between them himself. He surely hadnt made any approached but rather just been there for her and listened to her endless rambles that he seemed to like. He truly was at a loss when it came to girls, not knowing how to read signs if it wasnt crystal clear in their minds first. Not that he had looked for that kind of thing in her, that would just be cruel, one being that it would be more than just invasive, and second that he would hate if he found out something that would end up hurting him. He let Ethan check the message and exhaled deeply, feeling a little calmer at their little moment. He nodded and chuckled as Ethan clapped his cheek, to then follow as Ethan started running. Ethan's words made him wrinkle his nose as he shook his head, "I aint no knight. Watch me get my skull kicked in, man!" he yelled back as he laughed a little. But god how he hated running. What was with Vanessa and Ethan having to run everywhere. Cetas would have gotten a car, but these two always ran to wherever they had to go. He had been slower than his friend, getting there a little later, but not much. He was all out of breath, shaking his head with a pained expression at the lack of air, "We fucking need bikes or some shit," he muttered, looking at Ethan.

Cetas was in a call as they approached him, "Sorry, gotta go. Find her" he said as he spotted them, putting his phone in his pocket. He noticed Ethan's frown and just returned the frown with a neutral expression. "We'll wait for Vanessa to call back," he said as he looked a bit around and fiddled with the rings on his fingers. He exhaled deeply and looked at Ethan, "I have a hunch of what might have happened," he then said as he placed his hands at his sides, "She was there when I met a witch. She made the connection and I straight up refused the woman. She ran off, but I didnt think she'd have someone come after me," he then said as he shrugged. Darren frowned deeply and stepped towards Cetas, but the tall demon just looked down at him, "Chill Darren," he said coldly as he stared him down. "You got her into fucking trouble, and you're telling me to calm down? Nah man, fuck you!" he said as he struck Cetas with a punch right to his face. Cetas stumbled back as his head turned to the side. He stood for a while, not moving his head before he looked back at Darren, "You two have gotten a bit of a habit of hitting me. Now, I'll let this one slide, but hit me again and I'll send you straight to the ER," he warned the human, to then look at Ethan, as he was the only one who could calm the angry telepath of the two.

John was happy that Lucille was there, as he otherwise wouldnt know how to calm her down. But he also felt a bit bad that he had somewhat doomed the banshee to be here as she probably didnt want to, but the other option was out of the question now. Ramsay could make his threats, but John would go head to head with the sadist if he had to. He didnt know why, maybe it was some sort of making up for the bad he had done, but he also didnt want to think that she was just that. It was very confusing to him.
He frowned a little and looked back at Emma as his question seemed to get to her in some odd way he didnt understand. It was a fairly simple question, but she was getting all worked up on it. Lucille had already figured out how to handle it, and John felt shamefully grateful again. He looked back at the door and listened to Emma as she was narrowing in on her answer, his eyes turning sad as she confirmed that she had had part in it. He looked up at the camera and placed his hand on the soulsaber as the door slid open and Ramsay stepped in with a big smile on his face, "Yes. The witch," he said, before he looked at John. "You know what this means, John," he said in a rather stern tone, yet the smile never left his face. John barred his teeth and squeezed around his soulsaber, "Fuck no!" he yelled in anger as he pulled the saber off it's holder and lifted it to Ramsay. "She must know who it was. It wasnt fucking her," he hissed. Ramsay chuckled and waved his hand at the saber, "Put that down. I'm not going to hurt her. I just want to know what she knows," he then said before he looked at Emma with eyes that almost seemed hungry for torment.

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Darren might say it wasn’t like that, but his sister did seem happier when that bloke was around. He couldn’t help but chuckle at Darren’s comment. ”Then let’s get our arses kicked together, aye?” he yelled. It didn’t take long to reach Hope Gardens, watching Cetas on a call, he knew it was Vanessa on the other line. He swallowed, grateful for what she was doing for Emma, but worried what it would mean for the future. He couldn’t focus on that right now, first priority was getting his sister back safe. Cetas seemed a little off. It was unusual to see the guy fiddle with anything as he was always so calm and collected. Ethan shook his head in disbelief, his lips seperating as he scoffed. Of courset hat bastard had put his sister in such a situation. He knew it was either Darren or him that was going to punch Cetas, but Darren was surprisingly fast, and Ethan took the following warning very seriously. ”I ain’t planning on going to the ER today,” he mumbled, looking to Darren with a warning gaze. ”Priority is Emma, not fighting each other,” he said. What Vanessa had told him had made him think. It was true that they were basically squabling within their friend group. He sighed, shaking his head in disbelief that he was the one speaking of keeping calm. He ran his finger’s through his hair, feeling like he could lose it at any second, but he was keeping it together. ”Fuck … She’s a good kid …” he mumbled under his breath, walking a bit away from his friends, only to circle back to them again.

Lucille watched Emma with careful eyes. She knew that whatever the poor girl had to say could be twisted in Ramsay’s narrative, but the banshee also knew that if she didn’t tell it willingly, it would be through force. She heard the doors slide open, getting to her feet and standing a bit in front of Emma, almost to shield her. Lucille couldn’t help it. The girl hadn’t done anything, not when she had taken so long to say anything. She watched the stand off between John and Ramsay, feeling her heart skip a beat as she feared the worst. John was strong, but Ramsay had more brain than most people in Gaia. Emma shuffled a bit as the newcomer stared at her, feeling like she was being eaten away at. Her breathing became a little out of control, trying to focus on getting the air fully down into her lungs, while she battled her hyperventilation. Lucille was quick to notice, sitting down and guiding the poor girl with her breathing. ”She can’t tell you anything before she’s calm,” Lucille argued, knowing that Ramsay wouldn’t listen. She didn’t like that demon, his twisted views were sickening and she felt so much anger when she knew that John was basically working alongside him. John was almost gentle at times, she couldn’t imagine him liking working with Ramsay like this. Emma got her breathing a bit more under control, a few coughs escaping her throat, but she was far from an actual asthma attack. She feared what Ramsay might do to her, what horrors that man could have in his mind, especially with a look like that. Emma seperated her lips, but no sound came from it. Could she really just out Cetas like this? She felt like he was someone she could trust, even though he was cruel, she knew that her brother was his friend. ”I wanna go home,” she whimpered, looking down as her teeth started clicking together, her fingers joining as she tapped her arm in a fast rythm. She closed her eyes, pretending to be at home with Vanessa and Ethan in the couch and Darren and her sitting on the floor playing her games. However she knew it wasn’t reality. She couldn’t hear Ethan’s chuckle at whatever stupid show that him and Vanessa was watching. She couldn’t sense Darren in front of her, as they both sat crossed legged, knees touching. No, she was still in this weird room with these strange people.

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Cetas exhaled deeply as Darren finally backed off. Darren still felt furious, going over to a trashcan that he kicked, gasping shortly as it was already loose, but at the same time in the moment he hadnt cared if his foot had gotten hurt and now he felt grateful that it hadnt. He looked at the two others and had a clarifying moment with the trashcan falling over, shaking his head. Cetas pulled up his phone again and frowned a little at the message, "An address," he mumbled as he looked at Ethan and Darren. He started walking, leaving the park to walk to his car that automatically unlocked as he got close. "I think it's better if I do this alone," he said in a serious tone as he looked at Darren and Ethan. Darren spat on the ground, "Fuck off you and your fucking Prideux pride," he said, walking over to the car and getting in. There was no way he was going to let another Prideux play a hero card like this, they had to stick together. Cetas groaned and got into the car, waiting to see if Ethan wanted to tag along or not. Frankly he thought it would be the worst thing, but he was done with trying to tell them what to do - They wouldnt listen anyway. Whatever Ethan chose, Cetas drove off to the location he had been given, frowning a bit as he recognized the graveyard. "This is were my brother buries his competition," he mumbled as he looked around, parking the car at the entrance.

"Oh she can," he argued with a tone filled with anticipation, "And she will unless she want me to crack her open and find out myself, she'll have to move that mouth of hers and speak," he said as he looked at Lucille with warning eyes. John stepped forward and hissed at Ramsay, "Then fucking leave," he said, his anger about to get the best of him. Ramsay just smiled at him for a while, before the smile suddenly disappeared for the first time since he had stepped into the room, "You get thirty minutes. If she doesnt speak then, I'll make sure Wade does more than just break an arm" he then said in a cold tone, giving Emma a warning glance before he turned and left. John exhaled deeply and clenched his fist, before he started hitting the wall to let out his fury. "Fucker.... FUCKER!" he screamed as he threw his fist at the wall. The metal wall was quick to budge as he gave it a few good punches, panting like an animal before he looked at the wall. "Sorry," he mumbled as he looked at his hand that had a few dislocated knuckles from the punches against metal. He moved his palm over his hand and healed the bones that quickly went back into place. "You cant let him in your head. Once he gets a wiff of your bads, he'll make you a target," John explained as he rubbed his healed knuckles, turning to Emma and Lucille.

[Private chat | Ethan and Vanessa]
[Vanessa:] Ethan I'm scared. I dont know what he's planning on doing.

She sat in front of the angel that was tapping on her keyboard, the silence had become boring far too long ago, tapping her fingers on the side of her phone as she quickly felt bad for sending the texts. But she just couldnt help it. The angel looked up at her, her mask lifted from her face, "Stop tapping your phone. It's annoying," she said in an annoyed tone. Vanessa scoffed and placed the phone on the table as she slouched down in her seat, staring at it for a while as she wandered off in her mind. The angel looked at her for a while before she returned her eyes to the screen in front of her, tapping a few times before she moved her hands away. The cameras would freeze in a loop that seemed like nothing was wrong, but it wouldnt last long. She grabbed her phone and texted someone before she pulled her mask down again and closed her laptop. "You coming?" she asked Vanessa who was just staring at her phone.

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Ethan felt like he was being split right down the middle. On one hand he found it only appropriate for him to got with his friends to get Emma, on the other he felt like he needed to find Vanessa as well. He watched the trashcan that Darren had kicked, frowning a bit as he thought about everything. Was he an idiot for not seeing the full picture? He felt like things couldn’t be so easy as to just get an adress and then get her back. He sighed, walking over to the car because he didn’t really know what else to do. He looked at Cetas, feeling like he shouldn’t go with them, but Darren needed someone there to calm him down. He felt like such a bad brother, but if Cetas and Darren was finding Emma, he had faith in them doing so. ”Cetz, I need to find Vane,” he said in a whisper, but he knew that Darren could hear their conversation either way. He swallowed, looking down as he felt worse than dog shit. ”Fuck, I got a bad feeling about her, and I don’t wanna lose either of them,” he said, referring to Emma and Vanessa both. Ethan knew it would be stupid to go alone, but maybe alone was what Samuel wanted from him. ”Try not to kill each other before ya have Emma in safety, aight?” he said, looking up at his tall demon friend. He knew he was in debt, horribly in debt because of all the favors Cetas had done for him lately, helping him and Vanessa stay low for a while. He digged into his pocket, taking out Emma’s inhaler and giving Darren a sad smile. ”Any location ideas?” he asked with a sad chuckle, but he knew what he had to do. He had to get into contact with Samuel to get the real answers. ”Keep me updated, aight – She’s worth a lot to me,” he said, trying not to break into tears about having to chose, however he needed to have faith in Darren and Cetas. With that he watched his friends drive off, picking up his phone as it vibrated. He felt his head spinning at the words he was reading, but he knew he might not get an answer if he asked her anything.

[Private chat between Vanessa and Ethan]
[Ethan: Don’t be scared – We’ll figure this out]
[Ethan: Any hints as to where you are?]

He sent off the text, but now came the hard pill to swallow. He had to find Samuel and he knew how. He had his phone number, having knicked it off of Cetas’ phone once when he wasn’t looking. He called the number, holding his breath as he waited for the other end to pick up. If it did he would try and remain as calm and collected as he could. ”Name your price,” Ethan said in an empty tone if the call was actually picked up.

Emma was shaking at this point, all the posibilities, and yet she couldn’t pin point one thing from Ramsay’s actions. She could go the route, believing he would hurt her no matter what, but at the other end it didn’t make any logical sense. Lucille had guided her through the worst of her breathing, but Emma still felt torn. She didn’t want to betray anyones trust, and she might be stupid for thinking that Cetas didn’t deserve this kind of thing. Lucille walked to John, taking a look at his knuckles with worried eyes, knowing that he had already healed them. She didn’t like seeing anyone hurt themselves. [color=#669966]”Your temper,”[7color] she mumbled, frowning as she felt like she knew John, at least partly. She shook her head, looking to Emma that seemed frozen in place. ”I don’t like this – Isn’t there something I can do?” Lucille asked low enough for the microphone not to be able to hear them. She hated being watched like this and walked over to Emma again, kneeling down on the ground and looking at the young girl. ”Start from the beginning, alright?” Lucille said in an incouraging voice. She hoped the girl might spill who had done it, so her suffering would end, but event hen she didn’t know if Ramsay would truly let her go. Emma was still shaking, tapping her fingers against her healed arm as she ran Ramsay’s words through her head over and over, looking for what she had missed as Lucille pulled her out of her thoughts. ”It was just a normal day, I … I was just out walking and mostly just exploring because some of my friends had other plans,” Emma explained, looking down and being careful not to mention any names. Her hands were shaking, making her taps a bit more sporadic and out of sync, making her constantly trying to start over with her rythm and failing. She wished right now that she didn’t have the mind that she had, able to pick up on every single detail she had seen throught the last twelve hours. ”I didn’t even mean to go to that part of town, but I got a bit lost in my thoughts,” she mumbled, looking down as she was regretting that now. She should’ve stayed home like Ethan had told her to, but she didn’t listen like always.

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Cetas looked at Ethan as he spoke and nodded. He felt relieved that the walking temper had decided to stay back and look for Vanessa instead, as it meant that they could solve these problems rather quickly. Darren took a deep exhale and stuck his head out of the car window at Ethan’s words. “Fine,” he mumbled, sticking his head back in. Cetas nodded and placed a hand on Ethan’s shoulder, “I’ll make sure she’s getting out of there,” he said sincerly. Despite how weird things had gotten between them lately, Cetas still cared deeply for him. It was just a fact. Darren grabbed the inhalator and just stared at it in silence as he stayed seated in the car. “Samuel has a hideout somewhere were he stores her whenever he’s planning something. She might be there, but it’s not certain,” he said, not saying where as it would be a waste if it was a dead end. Ethan had to seek out Samuel if he wanted answers and Cetas found it unnverving, yet he showed none of this in his face. “Will do,” they both answered as Cetas got in the car and drove off. Darren stuck his head out of the car, “Dont fucking die!” He yelled as the car soon disappeared in the distance.

Samuel was surprised when he accepted the call and heard Ethan’s voice. Hwe listened to his words but didnt answer right away, the only thing being heard on his end was the scribbling he was doing with his paperwork. The pen stopped moving and Samuel answered. “You’ve got nothing to offer me yet Ethan,” his tone being the same old cold one that couldnt disclose if he was actually angry or incapable of feeling anything. He leaned back in his chair and smiled a little to himself, “But you might in the future. As much as I hate the fact that you ignored my warning, killing you would ruin the Vanessa I’ve spent so long on molding,” he said, feeling rather talkative today compared to the few times they’ve met. It wasnt that he hated Ethan anyway, he wasnt ruining his business other than distracting his daughter from her duties. Samuel had spend a long time thinking about it, even spoken to Eilish about it to figure out what he was going to do. He loved that the siren would say exactly what she wanted to, but at the same time he did hate it, because if she allowed the two to have their relationship in peace, Samuel couldnt object in any way to her and a power like that was dangerous with a man like Samuel. “So consider this as a grattitude for the times you’ve helped my daughter stay on track. And in due time, I’ll want a favor in return of saving your sister” he said, picking up the pen and scribbling on the papers, waiting a bit as he seemed to hear cars through the phone. “Are you not at Ramsay’s yet? Well, that’s a shame. She’ll be there soon,” he said, not showing but he did find it quite amusing to torment the human a little with fear.

John looked at Lucille as she inspected his knuckles with worried eyes, sighing from the bottom of his stomach as he felt a bittersweet comfort from her touch. He looked up at her and squeezed one corner of his mouth slightly together to an ashamed expression at her words. He knew he had a bad temper, but he just couldnt help it. It was great when he was fighting but made his days harder if he couldnt keep his cool. He looked to Emma and pulled his hand to him as Lucille soon after went to the girl that understandably still was freaked out of her mind. He once again felt some need to comfort in the best way he could, but he knew it wouldnt help the girl as he was a part of the bad guys. He went over next to the door at the wall that hadnt been ruined and crossed his arms as he leaned onto it. He watched them in silence as he kept clenching his fists from time to time. Thirty minutes was generous from Ramsay but it wasnt near enough, if the girl kept freaking out like this.

Vanessa arrived at the cemetary with Alice, seeing Cetas’ car that was parked but empty. She turned her eyes to the gates and looked to Alice. “I’m staying out here. I’m not a fighter,” the angel said, Vanessa simply nodded and turned her eues back to the entrance. If Ethan was here, then she had to go. She walked rather fast as she watched her phone, not noticing that she was about to walk into someone. She fell to the ground on her butt and groaned as her phone had fallen out of her hands and landed on the ground. The person picked up the phone and looked at it, before she saw his teeth in a grin she couldnt describe. “That’s a cute cover,” he said before he looked at her and reached out to grab her. She felt a panic rise in her as she lifted her hand and a shard of black blood shot out of her palm with immense speed, hitting the person in the shoulder. He didnt move a muscle but his hand that had been reaching to her, returned to his body where he pulled out the shard and dropped it to the ground. “Interesting... We’ll have a lot of fun, wont we?” He said with that big grin that made her uncomfortable. He looked down at her phone that was unlocked. “Ethan Spencer. I’ve seen that name before,” he said before he looked to Vanessa. He clicked send on the message she had been typing, before he grabbed a hold of her and pulled her with him.

[Private chat | Ethan and Vanessa]
[Vanessa:] I’m at the cemetary. See you soo

Darren stopped as he seemed to be picking up on something, but he wasnt sure what it was. Then they heard the scream and both of the guys turned their heads to it. “Es!” Darren exclaimed as he started running as fast as he could. But when he arrived, he only saw the phone in the grass. Cetas followed soon after, looking down at the phone in silence. Darren looked to him, “This is your fucking fault!” Darren yelled in anger as he clenched his fists, trying to think of what Ethan had said, yet it was pointless. He approached Cetas and stared up at him with angry eyes as he then frowned in confusion as he looked at him. “Mate,” he said with a baffled look as he looked up at him. Cetas just looked at him with a sad expression, something Darren had never seen before. “Let’s find E’s girls, alright?” Darren said, completely forgetting that he was about to hit the demon, moving around as he closed his eyes, trying to pick up on some thoughts somewhere. He just had to get a small thought, that was all he was asking for.

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Ethan felt bad for letting his mates doing the tough work. It was a lot to put on their shoulders, but he found that he would be better suited staying calm and finding Vanessa. He nodded at Cetas’ words, finding himself listen but not really. Ethan couldn’t help but smile at Darren as he yelled at him, feeling like he might not be able to hold that promise in the long run. ”I’ll try!” he called back to his friend, not even knowing if he heard him. Calling Samuel was something that only Cetas or Vanessa did, it wasn’t something an outsider did, but fuck it. Ethan rarely cared about norms and rules anyways. The silence at first was killing him, knowing he had heard what he had said. Samuel’s voice was cold as always, but Ethan had kind of predicted that. It wasn’t like the guy was a jolly old man, far from it. Fuck that guy and being right, of course he had nothing to offer, but he still wanted to try everything he could. It was weird hearing Samuel like this, talkative, yet still so strangely cold. He wondered if something had happened. The part about him molding Vanessa made Ethan grit his teeth, hating that he could speak about his daughter like that. Hearing how he was now in debt didn’t worry Ethan too much, but the way that Samuel said things made a shiver run down his spine. The last comment made the human’s heart stop, his lower lips trembling as he feared the worst, he hung up on Samuel, not caring if it would piss him off and started running. His heart was pounding like ten wild horses. He would be too late. He knew that. Fuck. He should’ve gone with Cetas and Darren. Ethan felt his legs wanting to give in from all the running he had already done, but he kept at it. Running as he gasped for air, thankful for the fact that he didn’t have asthma like his sister. He felt his phone vibrate, stopping for a second to see the message; unfinished. Panic set in as he darted off, pushing his body to the limits and further. Adrenaline in his body as he cut a corner, almost falling over a hedge, but he kept moving. He reached the edge of the cemetary, opting to jump the fence instead of walking to the entrance. ”Vanessa!” he called out in panic, stopping only to listen and look around, spinning around his center of gravity to look in each direction.

Lucille sighed, knowing that not much would come out of the girl, and she didn’t blame the poor thing. She would have been just as terrified if Wade had hit her. ”Did you meet up with one of your friends?” Lucille asked, trying to fish for answers now. Time would run out sooner or later, or Ramsay would get impatient. Emma was still shaking, crying as she closed her eyes. Why wasn’t Ethan here? What about Darren? Vanessa, she was strong and clever, why hadn’t her and Cetas found her yet? She cried, fearing that her brother and his friends really didn’t care. ”I just want to go home,” Emma cried, hiding her face in her knees as she wrapped her arms around her legs. She whimpered, feeling so lost in all of her brain’s activity, not to mention fearing that if she mentioned Cetas, he was going to get hurt as well. She didn’t want anyone to get hurt. ”You’ll go home when you tell us all you know,” Lucille said, her voice nearly breaking as she feared the young girl would be stuck here forever, just like Lucille knew she wouldn’t get out any time soon. Emma shook her head, crying. She was too loyal, even though her brain told her the easy way out, she couldn’t utter his name. Lucille looked at John, frowning as she got to her feet. The banshee moved her arms around herself, watching the poor girl suffer with all of this didn’t help. She felt like she was part of the reason why she was hurting. A small tear escaped her eyes, feeling the need to scream as her emotions wanted to run wild. ”I don’t know his full name,” Emma whispered, and it was partly true. She had a hunch of what his last name might be, but she hadn’t confirmed anything yet. However his name was so distinct, that she knew they would be able to find him either way. Lucille looked at Emma, taking a step closer to her and leaning down. ”Yes?” Lucille replied but Emma shook her head and went back to wheeping once more. Lucille looked back at join, straigthening her back. She felt lost, not knowing how she could help this poor girl. ”I can’t,” Lucille whispered. She couldn’t force the girl to talk, at least not now. She hoped that John knew something they could use, but right now the banshee felt lost.

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If there was a time to panic then it would be now. Why had Vanessa been here? Wasnt she supposed to be with Samuel? Darren couldnt piece it together. Was this some evil scheme that the Prideux prick had pulled off without Cetas' knowledge? No, the way Cetas had looked, his thoughts in that moment had showed that whatever this was, it wasnt Samuel. Darren rubbed his forehead, closing his eyes hard as he sought out any thoughts from either of the girl's but he was left at a loss. He heard Ethan call out and hurried in the direction, panting for air, he was sure that he would avoid running for at least a month after this shit. He almost ran into Ethan as he then stumbled back and gasped for air. "Someone took 'er," he said in a sorrowful tone as Cetas slowly appeared behind them. The demon was looking around like he knew what to look for, but he couldnt seem to find it. "E, I'm sorry I couldnt get to 'er in time. I didnt know she was here," he mumbled in a sad tone as he shook his head.
Cetas started walking around, looking at the tombs that surrounded them as he had a dark look in his eyes. He looked shortly to the two but quickly returned to his search without uttering a word. He felt so fucking shit, but he wasnt going to talk about it now, whatever was going to happen to the two girls probably wouldnt be delayed just because they had to talk about their feely feels first. "Ramsay Deverux. Does that name ring a bell?" he asked as he looked up at the pillars on one tomb. Not this one. It all seemed to make sense now, her looks were too similar. Hearing Vanessa scream in a place like this, it just all had fallen together for the demon. Ramsay's playground was here, Samuel had told him that many times. Who other would be roaming the graveyard to look for victims? He felt a sour taste in his mouth. "Look for a button. But dont go in. Let me go in front of you," he then said as he went to the next, inspecting the pillar.

John felt more and more impatient, but he didnt want to yell at the girl, that wasnt going to make her talk. He knew that she knew something but wasnt telling them and he couldnt figure out why. Didnt she know the seriousness of the situation? Ramsay and Wade were killers, not sparing a single soul in their way to havoc. John hated them both in the moment, Wade more for letting his anger get the best of him. John could understand, but at the same time he wouldnt himself ever muster beating up a little girl to blow off the steam. He pressed his palms to his arms as he stood there with them crossed across his chest.
He groaned as Emma revealed that she knew the guy but not his full name. Why wasnt she saying it? He stepped forward in a calm manner, trying not to let his frustration boil over, just as the doors slid open again and a young girl was thrown in with Ramsay following, "Found another one," he said with his big grin and looked at Emma. John wanted to swear at Ramsay, but instead of doing anything, he just watched the demon with angry eyes, placing a hand on Lucille's shoulder to warn her about getting involved. "Do you recognize this one?" he said as he tilted his head. Vanessa lifted her eyes to look at Emma with surprise, before she turned to Ramsay and lifted her hand as a warning, "Easy now girl. Even if you do kill me, both of you would be killed shortly after," Ramsay said, not caring much if he died himself. Vanessa frowned deeply and her hand was shaking as she lowered it and had a defeated look in her eyes as she moved her face away. Ramsay looked at Emma again, "From what I've gathered, we're looking for an Ethan Spencer. He's connected to both of them. It just makes sense," he said with a smile as Vanessa turned her eyes back to him and tried to scramble to her feet. Ramsay just kicked her down again, making her hit her back hard against the floor with a following blow to the back of her head. She groaned and closed her eyes as she placed a hand behind her head, opening her eyes halfway as she just saw outlined blurs of her surroundings. "Tell me, is it him?" Ramsay demanded in an impatient tone. He grabbed a hold of Vanessa and placed a knife at her throat as he looked at Emma, "Your choice," he said. John took a deep inhale, wanting to interrupt, but knowing Ramsay, he would just kill the girl before John would even get to him. He felt quite powerless in the situation.

Darren stood near a tomb as he suddenly groaned deeply and reached for the back of his head, looking around to see if anything had been thrown at him. "Fucking hell," he muttered as he then widened his eyes, "Vanessa..." he almost whispered as he started searching the pillar with fast strokes all around the stone. He felt quite panicked and when it turned out that there wasnt a button, he kicked the stone and groaned even louder than before. "TWAT!" he screamed at the pillar and lifted his foot that he tried to massage through the shoe, even though it wasnt quite helpful.

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Ethan pulled at his hair as he looked around. He had done it again. Fucked up. He had done the wrong thing, chosen the wrong path and now Vanessa was in the hands of some random psycho. He shook his head in disbelief of what he was hearing right now. Someone had taken her, and it was clear it wasn't just one of Samuels games. The name didn't really mean anything to Ethan, not besides Samuel mentioning a Ramsay on the phone. He scrunched his face, trying to figure himself out in this situation, but he felt utterly lost. "Find a button, find Vanessa and Emma," he mumbled to himself as he started running his hands along multible gravestones. Normal people would probably not want to touch such stones, but Ethan couldn't care less in this moment. "Tell us about that Ramsay," Ethan commented, still looking frantically and persistently. Cetas had always spoken about knowing ones enemy, and in this situation Ethan couldn't just wing it like he used to. His fingers kept looking, moving along each of the gravestones as he heard Darren complain. Ethan walked over, looking at Darren and his strange mishap. "Did you hear her?" he asked confused, maybe if Darren could hear her thoughts, they could find a way in that way. He didn't however stop his search, running fingers up and down nearby gravestones for that damned button. "An open sesame would have been so much easier," he mumbled to himself as he kept searching. Something felt off about a gravestone he was touching, running his fingers over the same spot until a loud clicking noise sounded and he fell directly into a black pit that opened below him. He barely had time to react, grabbing the side of the hole to hold himself up. "I think I found something!" he groaned trying to pull himself up from the hole, but it just made him lose more of his grip.

Lucille didn't like this one bit, feeling like she couldn’t do anything to help the poor girl. She stepped instinctively closer to John as Ramsay entered, making sure not to get eye contact with him. She hated being in this bunker, but John was the one person that made her feel safe, even if he was the one responsible for keeping her captured. Lucille understood of course, that she was only alive because John had disobeyed orders, and she would be in debt for him for as long as she was kept alive. ”No,” she muttered, placing a hand over her mouth in pure shock. Ramsay held another poor girl as he came into the room, making Lucille’s heart stop in pure pain. The banshee was ever so sympathetic, constantly wanting to help the living and the dead to the best of her ability, but this was out of her hands. Emma looked up, catching Vanessa’s gaze and shaking her head. Why was she here? Why was she not somewhere with Ethan and finding a way to get her out? She breathed a bit heavily, fearing the demon that held her brother’s girlfriend in such a cruel matter. ”Vanessa!” she exclaimed, scared as she heard the mixed demon hit the ground. ”Please, Ethan had nothing to do with this,” she pleaded, not knowing if her pleading would come for deaf ears. She shook her head in fear, her mind seemingly scrambled and her emotions out of control. Could Darren hear her? She closed her eyes, trying just to focus on one thought, but it was almost hurting with her mind’s ability. *Darren please hear me,* she pleaded in her mind as many times as she could before she opened her eyes to look at Vanessa. Fear was a stron emotion, but this wasn’t just fear. It was dread and terror. She was afraid, scared that she couldn’t do anything to help the situation. Saying Cetas’ name would help in one way, but Emma thought that the gruesome demon in the room wouldn’t just give up on her and Vanessa’s torment. ”It wasn’t Ethan, he could never hurt anyone like that,” Emma argued, knowing that her brother had hit her weeks before, but that had been different. She had tried stopping a fight, and that had gotten her hurt. Even though she was still mad at her brother, she couldn’t really blame him. Emma looked at Vanessa, fearing that she would betray any of them, but this suffering had to stop.

”It was…” Emma said but then a large roaring sound came through the room, Lucille made a horrible scream, sending those around her into a drowsy state. Lucille knew this wasn’t going to end well for her, but she grabbed a hold of the keys for Emma’s chains and unlocked it with ease, knowing she had about ten minutes to get the girls out before those in the room would be able to move - if she was lucky she had ten minutes. She grabbed Emma, amazingly she had seen the scream coming, making her hold her hands over her ears. Emma got to her feet, shaky as she went to Vanessa, lifting her to her feet. Lucille’s heart was racing as she helped Emma and Vanessa out to the hallway. ”This way,” the banshe said, guiding them through the many corridors. Lucille pushed on, helping with Vanessa, knowing Emma was weak. ”Through here,” she said, giving Emma a push ahead. Lucille couldn’t go further, knowing that she couldn’t just leave John to get punished for her actions. ”GO!” she screamed at them, Emma looking at her sad, but grateful before lifting Vanessa up on her shoulder as they started shuffling towards the light. Vanessa wasn’t heavy, but she was heavy when she wasn’t really able to help, seeing as she was stunned. Hopefully the demon would get the sensation back in her legs soon enough. As soon as they were out from the tunnel, Emma looked around a bit disoriented. ”Cetas! Ethan! Darren!” she called out, scared to be too loud. Instead she opted to be loud in her mind, thinking of where she was and who she was with over and over, hoping that Darren would pick up on her thoughts. Please, hear me, she pleaded in her mind as she moved Vanessa away from the opening, hiding for a second behind a large gravestone.

Ethan heard his name being called, he got a hand from Darren getting out of the pit before he looked around. It had sounded like Emma. ”Ems!” he yelled as he started moving towards where the sound had come from. Shadows moved around his feet, poking out at every angle, making him furrow his brows, but he knew his ability was reacting to his panic. The shadow seemed to gravitate him towards whom he thought to be Emma and Vanessa, at least that was what he hoped. The shadows felt blurry, but he knew it was theirs.

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"Let's just say he's bad company. I'll tell you when this is all over," he said as he kept searching the pillars, feeling more angry as it didnt really pay off. He knew it had to be one of them, but there were so many. Darren looked to Ethan as he shook his head at his words. "I felt Vanessa. We're close," he said as he looked around, to then watch Ethan search the pillar.
Darren gasped loudly as Ethan fell, throwing himself close to the edge as he grabbed at Ethan's arm, to try and pull him up. But geez, he knew he had to start working out and build some muscles. Cetas came to assist, pulling Ethan out with such ease, Darren almost felt jealous, if he hadnt been so focused on the task. He heard something and turned his face as he got to his feet. "Emma? Emma!" he called out as he started moving around to see if the thoughts would intensify.

Ramsay's eyes glowed as Emma was about to name the person, before he suddenly felt the scream that stunned him completely, rendering him useless to see or hear anything. He just stood still, knowing that letting the confusion get to him make it harder for him to regain his senses. John had felt it the worst in his other ear as he had been standing right next to her, feeling a little blood drip out. He stumbled a bit and pressed a hand against the wall as he placed his hand over his ear, but he couldnt heal it yet. He closed his eyes and felt frozen in place. Vanessa was already drowsy after Ramsay kicked her down, the scream just made it that much worse. She barely noticed that she was being lifted and helped out, till the air hit her in the face and she felt her feet finally start to move. She gasped shortly as she became aware of their surroundings, trying not to stumble over her feet as they walked. She had an odd feeling inside and she looked at Emma with a blurry vision as she started shaking her head, "I have to go," she whispered, looking at Emma with serious tired eyes. "I'll get away from here on my own, it's dangerous for me to be around you" she said as she blinked a few times and touched the back of her head with a pained expression, but there was also confusion in her eyes as she couldnt understand what was happening to her. She started chuckling out of nowhere, but quickly stopped as she widened her eyes. "Like right now," she said as she got to her feet, closing her eyes for a bit as she tried to collect her thoughts. "Find Alice," she mumbled as she turned and started to snicker like something seemed utterly hilarious to her. It was like a switch, from one moment she seemed to be herself, the next she was about to laugh at nothing. She started running as Darren had reached them, he watched her run off, before he frowned deeply. "What the fuck," he mumbled before he turned his eyes to Emma and hurried to her side, placing his hands on her shoulders, "You're safe now, alright?" he said as he pulled her into his arms and held her close, one arm wrapped around her back and the other gently holding the back of her head to make her feel a close embrace.

John was the first to get out of the room as he had used the oppurtinity to give Ramsay a good hit. He was still a bit slow, recovering from the stun as he looked to Lucille with confusion. "Why are you still here? You should run as well," he said in a slur, not really understanding why she was staying now when she had her opportunity to run away from this place. Wade appeared behind them, with a furious look in his eyes, "I believe you've overstayed your welcome," he said as he pulled out his gun that sat in the belt at his back, lifting it towards Lucille. John stepped in front of her, looking at Wade with angry yet disoriented eyes, "Shut the fuck up Wade," he mumbled as he looked back at Lucille. "Go. You wont get another chance like this," he said, his eyes filled with a hidden sadness as he had come to care for her a lot over the time she had been here. But this was for the best. He looked back at Wade. "Shoot me then. See what fucking happens," the tall demon snarled. Wade pressed his finger at the trigger but couldnt do it. Killing a prisoner was something he could get away with, but killing an asset of Umbrella? He wouldnt know what Rayna's wrath would be like.

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Lucille looked at Wade, threatening her with a gun like she was just disposable. She closed her eyes, squeezing her lids together as she feared hearing that mind numbing sound of a gun in a closed area. John stepped in front of her, and she opened her eyes carefully to look at the demon she had grew to care for over her stay. She took his hand as he spoke to her, tears in her eyes, because where would she run where she couldn’t be found once more? Breathing in and out felt like a chore, but she just kept her eyes on the demon. “I couldn’t just leave you,” she mumbled, feeling like he was just as much a prisoner as she was. The sadness she felt as she looked at John wasn’t something she had felt before. With Donovan it hadn’t hurt to leave, but this felt more painful. Lucille leaned closer, knowing that she should listen to John in this, running her free hand up to cup his cheek. Leaning closer, she placed a gentle kiss against his cheek. “Come find me and we’ll talk,” she whispered into his ear, only loud enough for the demon to hear her. She then covered his ears, looking into his eyes as she let out a scream out of this world. A banshee scream could not only hurt your ears, but your senses as well if you were subjected to it over and over. By covering his ears, she ensured that he would only get disoriented, while others around her might pass out.She removed her hands carefully, shaking a bit as she looked into his eyes once more and then ran off. She felt her heart torn, not knowing what would become of her or if Ramsay would eventually find her again. Lucille only prayed that John would find her first so that they could talk things through. Still having so many questions, but if they were never resolved, she would simply have to live with it. Getting out of the bunker where Emma and Vanessa had, she ran in the opposite direction before her grey wings unfolded and she flew off. She hoped that at least in the air she would be fine.

Emma frowned, looking at Vanessa with a look that pleaded with the demon. “Don’t go,” she begged, feeling like everything was chaos. Find Alice? She breathed out, nodding as she just needed to trust her, even if she acted awfully off. She heard Darren’s calls, and as she saw him she froze for a second before he came closer. His hand on her shoulder felt like he was trying to distance himself from her, shaking her head a bit as she tried to be strong. Tried to keep it together, but as soon as he pulled her close she just started crying, hugging him closer and pulling at the back of his shirt with her fists turning white holding on so hard. Never leave me, never leave me, her mind repeated over and over again as she cried against his chest. She stood like that for a while, calming down as he just held her close, feeling like she could pass out from all of her emotions. She heard footsteps and she started shaking as she looked up to se Ethan she just cried more. “Where’s Vanessa?” he asked, feeling his heart sink as he feared the worst. He swallowed, feeling his throat so dry. Emma let go of Darren’s shirt, lifting her shaking hand up in the direction that Vanessa had run. Ethan widened his eyes taking a step in that direction, but stopped as he turned to Emma again. “Did she say anything? Anything at all?” Ethan whispered and Emma tried clearing her throat. “Find Alice,” she replied before hiding her face away in Darren’s chest once more.

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John looked at her as she grabbed his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, "You can and you will," he assured her with a little sad smile as he looked at their hands for a bit. He knew they didnt have long, Ramsay would soon wake and hell would break loose. And Lucille being the only expendable in their eyes would only make her their outlet for all this anger that the two men bore. He would get in trouble, but he knew that they couldnt just kill him. It probably would be something bad, but he could take it. He had been here too long to care for the torment they could put him through. He felt her hand and exhaled deeply, knowing that he didnt really want to separate like this, but it had to be done. He felt the warmth of her small kiss make him feel a little less like the impending doom loomed over him, but also sad. He closed his eyes at her whisper and promised her quietly that he would. She covered his ears and he winched his face with confusion as he heard the scream, quite thankful that she hadnt let him experience it fully. He stumbled out of her hands and grabbed the wall as he watched her run, a small drowsy smile over his lips. "I'll find you," he mumbled as he turned to Wade who had passed out from the scream. He closed the door to the tomb and let himself glide down the wall as he pressed the back of his head against the cold metal, taking in a few deep breaths.

"I have to. Trust me on this one," Vanessa mumbled, feeling like her reality was slowly dissolving. This wasnt like switching states as she felt fully aware of it happening. She felt a need to both cry and laugh, but there wasnt anything to neither cry or laugh about. It felt more like she was going mad. She hurried out of the graveyard before Darren could say anything to her.
He held her close like nothing before. He had never felt this scared before of losing someone, he had lost a lot in his past, people that he truly cared for had been killed for the fun of it, but he had never felt scared to lose them like he did with Emma. He heard her plea and just held her closer if that was even a possibility at this point. "I wont, I wont leave ya," he whispered in her hair as he felt her comfort slowly soothe his restless soul.
Darren looked to Ethan, looking a bit down as he wasnt really sure what to say. He seen how she felt, but he couldnt explain what it felt like. A cluster of emotions that were waiting to spread everywhere, was what he thought it was like. He looked to Emma as she mentioned an Alice, "Alice?" he asked with his head tilted. "That's me," a voice said, the angel appearing behind them with her mask on and a laptop under her arm. "It's so easy to listen in on those microphones you have in your telephones," she said, tapping an earbud in the side of her ear before she looked to Ethan. "Ethan Spencer," she said as she tilted her head before she looked at Darren and Emma, "Emma Spencer and Darren," she then said, like she was trying to attach their faces to what she knew. She narrowed her eyes a bit at them before she shook her head. "Where's Cetas?" she asked, looking around a bit confused. She then turned her head to Emma and smiled behind her mask, "Okay, save the chitchat. Let's get her out of here," she said before she nodded in the direction of the exit. Darren was quite skeptical towards this mysterious masked girl, but seeing that she knew Ramsay, she was probably working under Samuel and was the one who had helped them. He looked down at Emma and caressed the back of her head gently, "She's right, you're not safe here," he said in a soothing tone as he took her up in his arms. His foot was fucked but he didnt care in the moment. They got out of the cemetery and Alice looked at the car, "Oh well, he can walk home," she said as she pulled out a small device and placed it on the car before she took out her phone. She tapped on the screen for a little while, and suddenly the car unlocked for them to get in. She turned to the others, "I cant drive," she said as she then got in. Darren looked to Ethan with a wary look before he placed Emma in the front and went in the back with Alice, wanting to be close to Emma but there was no way he'd let her near that masked girl.

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In Darren’s arms she felt safer, but she still felt the need to get out of here. She stayed close to Darren, still tugging a bit at his shirt to be sure it was really him there. Emma had always had a hard time explaining her emotions, but she had never really needed to. Her knowledge was based on facts, making her go through so many things in her mind that she felt thankful for, but it seemed like Darren popped up more and more. There was an underlying fear there, fearing the closeness that could come if her feelings eventually caught up with her mind. Emma looked to the angel as she appeared, looking at her carefully. Her brain went crazy, trying to analyze her every move, every word she said, but the worst part was the way the angel looked at her. Like she knew something that they didn’t. Darren lifted her up in his arms, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, hiding her face against his neck. Her brain could hardly handle anymore information, so she opted to just breathe in his sent, scrunching her face a little. He smelled of himself mostly, but his sweat smelt of panic, making her heart beat a little faster. Had he really been so worried? She exhaled against his skin, not wanting to open her eyes. Ethan looked at the angel with a cautious look in his eyes, and rightfully so. He knew that she worked for Samuel, making him trust her even less from the get go. The car was unlocked, Ethan frowned, but he knew how to drive a car. Emma was placed in the front with him, nodding to Darren, but barely looking. Something was off, it couldn’t just be so easy, could it? How had Vanessa and Emma gotten out? He didn’t want to annoy his sister with questions, not when she mostly looked like someone who needed a whole week of sleep. Ethan made the car roar to life, making sure that Emma was strapped in before he drove off. He presumed that they were going to Vanessa’s apartment, but then again he was a bit confused. He looked at the angel shortly in the rear view mirror. “Where to?” he asked finally. Emma sat staring out the window, empty gaze as she kept wincing at the memories of what had just happened. Her lower lip quivering as she tried keeping it together, but she didn’t know how. If Alice came with an address he would drive there, else he would drive to the apartment.

//I guess Lucille is out? (;//

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"Do you trust me enough to bring me to Vanessa's?" she asked, moving her eyes from the window to his in the rear mirror, breathing calmly behind her mask. Not that it really mattered, she knew where they all where most of the time as long as they had their phones, but it was a complete different thing to let her in of free will. She moved her eyes back to the window. "Samuel's," she then said before she looked shortly at Emma, "He wants to meet the girl he has helped saving," she said in a monotone tone, not seemingly affected by anything, but still it was like there was always something amusing to her, a small pitch to her tone as she spoke. They got to Samuel's and Darren helped Emma out of the car, placing an arm around her as he still didnt feel like this was over yet. Alice hopped out of the car and went up to the entrance, looking back at the three before she made a small wave with her hand, disappearing into the mansion. Samuel was waiting outside in the garden, sitting in a lawn chair as he watched the evening sky with a cigarette in his hand. He took a deep drag. They were guided to the garden were he turned his head and made a gesture towards the chairs in front of him. "I understand that it's another thing to be held captive by Ramsay Deverux," he said in a calm tone, exhaling the smoke as he looked at them if they had chosen to sit down. "But I just cant piece together what it is that has led a young human girl into the sight of a sadist," he then added as he looked at Emma. He had a slight hint of annoyance in his brows as he took the cigarette out of his mouth and leaned a little forward, not moving his eyes from Emma, "Do tell me what my idiot of a brother has done this time," he said, but instead of sounding like it was a demand, he was more sympathetic towards in his tone, while he was angry with his brother.

// yeyeyeye, John, Wade og Ramsay er også out <3 (TILL NEXT DRAMA)

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"I don't think I'd invite anyone in that doesn't live there right now," Ethan said in a calm voice, but underneath his facade he was losing his cool. Why did Vanessa have to run before he could see her? He breathed out, nodding as she said they should go to Samuel's mansion. Ethan hated that place, but maybe it was because anything with Samuel just made him worry. Parking the car he watched the angel disappear and he still had his head twisting around the words she had said. Samuel wanted to meet Emma? Why? What could he possibly gain from this, if it wasn't him trying to show off his power. He tried breathing calmly as they made their way to the garden. Emma leaned against Darren, wanting more than anything just to hide her face again. Maybe even hiding away from the world, hide like a kid under their bedcovers until their parent would pull them out again. She watched Samuel gesture, shortly analyzing his movements, but she sat down across from him, coughing a bit at the smoke, but she would manage. She hated that so many around Ethan smoked, mostly because she couldnt really handle the smoke too well. Emma swallowed, taking a deep breath to calm herself. Her blue eyes went and looked directly into the demon's eyes, shifting slightly as if she could see something behind the stone cold facade.

"I guess logically speaking it was a case of wrong place at the wrong time," she said in a weak voice, still a bit disoriented, but she would manage. Ethan placed a hand on her shoulder and she shook her head at him until he moved his hand again. Emma could almost hear how Ethan was grinding away at his own teeth, making her sigh before she looked back at the demon. "I was there when Cetas, the so called idiot of a brother, bluntly refused a witch - now it doesn't take a genius to know what happens when a mate deny the witch," she said, trailing off a bit as if she was solving an equation in her head. "I was the one outing her, seeing how she stood and the way her eyes kept moving down to where her collarbone was located, it wasn't hard to make that connection," she said, not knowing if they understood her way of thinking, but she had no intention of holding information away from the man that had helped save her. She just wished she could thank that banshee. "Now, I had an errand to run, so I left Cetas at the store, going on with my day," she said, frowning as she probably sounded cold and devoid of emotions, but she just didn't feel like emotions played in part in this explanation. "From what I have gathered, the witch was Ramsay's daughter, so the motive would have been hurting me to get to Cetas," she said before she finally looked down. "I'm guessing you'd like a list of people I saw in that bunker?" she said, her eyes wandering over the table, taking a piece of paper. From memory she made a small sketch of each person, writing the name she knew of the different people, sliding it over the table to Samuel.

Eilish came out into the garden as Emma was drawing, making her frown as she moved closer. She couldn't really understand why Samuel had agreed to save that human girl, but she was curious. Her face relaxed as she moved up behind Samuel, dragging her hand across his shoulders as she looked at the paper with people on it. She didn't show any emotion, but looked to Emma. Eilish leaned down to Samuel's ear, whispering only so that he could hear. "Photographic memory - looks like the perfect girl to get you to find your little mishap," she said in a cold tone, but Samuel would be able to hear the subtle flirty tone behind it. She only sounded like this when she had an idea, but she would let Samuel make his own decision.

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Darren was hesitant but sat down next to Emma as soon as she went, feeling quite alert of it all. He hated Samuel, maybe not as much as Ethan, but the man was so damn annoying. But it didnt matter what he felt, as Samuel had helped them for some reason he still couldnt really understand. He looked at Emma with worried eyes as Samuel had asked her about what had caused this, thinking that it would pull her back into the memories of the sadist's hideout, but she seemed rather calm and collected considering how she was when he found her. He leaned back into the chair and looked at her hand, not knowing if he should take it or not, but after watching Samuel shuffle a little in the corner of his eye, he decided that it would be a bad idea.

Samuel listened to her as she spoke and nodded from time to time as he didnt really move in other ways than leaning back into the chair and placing his elbow on the armrest. He placed his head in his palm lightly as two fingers supported his cheek, watching the human girl as she spoke. He took another drag from his cigarette and blew the smoke away from them as he had noticed her cough when she got here. He got quite interested in her words, leaning a bit forward on his hand as his eyes got a slight glimmer looking at her. A small smile spread in the corner of his mouth, the way she described the happenings was quite intriguing, as most people would have used simple wording, but she went into detail like she didnt miss a single thing. His eyes moved shortly to Ethan from time to time, just to see how he was reacting to all this. He could imagine that the human's thoughts were elsewhere as Vanessa hadnt shown up. He didnt even know that Ramsay had children, but now it was one less, from what Emma was telling him. "I already know who the important faces are," he said but he would let her draw them anyway, in case there was someone he might have missed.
He heard Eilish before she got near them but he didnt move his eyes from Emma. He looked at her as she drew, sighing quietly through his nose at the siren's touch that he couldnt get enough of, but it wasnt that he would show that in front of the three. He listened to Eilish whisper and narrowed his eyes a bit at Emma as he nodded slowly, "You're right," he said in a low tone, moving his eyes to look into hers as he moved his hand from the armrest and placed it on her lower back. He looked back at Emma and made a small smile, "Could you be interested in an internship at my firm?" he asked, tilting his head a bit as he looked at Emma, to then move his eyes to Ethan. He didnt really care if he had any objections, as he was talking to Emma and not her brother. He looked at Emma again. "It'll be simple. I need someone with eyes for detail like yourself, to fetch me one of my missing experiments. A little girl with the ability to enslave the world if she wanted," he explained, running his thumb up Eilish's back. "She's quite dangerous, so it wouldnt be that you would be in direct contact with her, you'd assist the team I've set up for her capture," he then explained, shrugging a little as he then added, "Interns are normally for free, but we could set you up with a suitable pay for your work. You would be able to keep a steady foot through your ongoing education," his tone being quite inviting, yet still rather cold as he then let her think about it, taking another drag from his cigarette.

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