The Worst of Things To Come.

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Valerius grabbed her hand and spun her into his arms, causing her to blush more than necessary. He told her that if he hadn't been married and in love...they might have had a chance. She gave him a half sad smile, "Right. Why are all the good men married or taken?" she asked him, and he told her he needed a shower. Still, he'd made her feel better, and her faith in humanity was restored. Silvia headed towards the kitchen and put on a pott of coffee. She used the phone to ring the police office again and go over some of the details.

Once she was done she made pancakes. Pancakes were her comfort food. Her mother used to make them for her all the time. Before...well that was another story, though. Unconciously she scratched her arms and went back to making pancakes.

((.... no muse.))

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((Necro:T^T *crying and falls on ground, curling up into ball*

Me: `... awww poor babeh, c'mere Necro, you dont need to see this, it's too painful...-_-`))

["Parker!"]

Valerius sighed finnaly, feeling a numbness in his back as the hot water had already started to steam the window and mirror. He turned off the water and stepped out grabbing a towl-- ahh-- cold! He grabbed the white towel quickly, rubbing himself down. He ran it over his hair before looking into the mirror.

He still looked like crap. He growled under his breath and wrapped the towel around his waist letting the towel hang to just above his knees. He stepped infront of the mirror inspecting his face. Geeze he needed to shave. He stractched at the stubble on his chin and jaw. Hm. Necro always liked a little stubble. He smiled saddly at the thought and then crouched down looking at the cabniets under the sink. Let's see whats down here.

He opened then and his eyes went dull. Jesus...how many tampon boxes could you fit in a cabniet? He grimanced remembering a time Necro made him go into the store and buy some tampons. He'd heard giggles from the girls at the station and he'd just tilt his head, hiding his face gently. He smirked pushing the boxes to the side looking for something in paticular. Hm...hair gel? He pulled it out, smelled it, and put some in his hands. He looked up at the mirror and ran in though his hair, geling his hair back. Heheh. He looked like some mafia hit man. He nodded with a grin as he looked more in the cabniet. Hmmm...oh...oh wait! He grabbed the little box pulling it out-- could it be? Cutips!!! He gave a beaming grin, grabbing a couple and standing up putting everything away.

He stuck one in his ear, rubbing it around. These things...were amazing. He turned around and gathered his clothes on the floor. Ick...dirty. He walked down the stairs.

Turning to the kitchen he walked in lazily dropping his clothes on the floor and turning to Silvia. Okay. So he was in his towel--so what?! She'd already seen him in his boxers. Its not like a loose peice of fabric was any diffrent. He smelt the food and coffee and turned around, twisting the little cutip in his ear happily,

"Mhm, pancakes?"

So there Valerius was standing in the kitchen in only a towel a cute little grin on his face thinking about food.


[he's so cute and obvlivious sometimes :3]

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Silvia had to keep herself from staring at him so she stared at the pancakes instead. "Yes. Pancakes. Valerius...go get dressed." she said in an exasperated voice. "I am neither your wife or your lover, and because of this, this is an embarassing situation." The words 'lover' slipped out without her noticing it. "I think I have some pants that may fit you... they were my ex-boyfriend's." she paused in her pancake making, glanced up and blushed. "I'll uh...just go get those for you. They're a bit silly looking I'm afraid, and dreadfully old. I don't know why I um...keep them around." she fled the kitchen with the stove still on, ran back and turned the stove off, and then ran to her room again, where she hyperventilated privately for a few moments.

Right. Time to get to business. She dug for her ex boyfriend's pants and found them. It looked like they'd be fine. She gave them a tentative sniff and wrinkled her nose. Still that godaweful perfume smell that he used to wear...Why did she even keep this stuff? After a few more seconds of scavenging she found a shirt, and hesitated. This one had been the ex's as well... Silvia hugged it to herself for a moment before folding it carefully and taking both objects out of the room.

Time to let go, dear. Of both of them. The two men, and the pants and the shirt. "Here you go, Valerius. I'm afraid they're not really your style..." she trailed off, glancing at the shirt, which had been spray painted with naked dancing women, and the pants which were torn along the hems and hung low on the waist. "Allthough you do wear boxers...I woulda pegged you for a tightey whitey kind of guy." she murmured pensively, handing him the clothes and turning back to the stove quickly.

["Parker!"]

Valerius hadn't really noticed the real big deal. He was just in a towel... and it was comfy... But hey, it was Silvia's house, she had a right to do what she wanted. He frowned a little as she said it was embarressing. Aww, no it wasn't! She was his friend!! He wanted to go up and hug her and tell her that he didn't mind--but then again... it could just lead to bad..bad things. He nodded merely looking down at his clothes. He stood there, still twisting the cutip in his ear. He watched her run out, then back in, then back out. She was weird...

He looked over to the pankcakes, feeling the need to grab one and secretly shove it in his mouth. But...eh... He turned around to see her with a new set of clothes. What the--- He held back, watching her for a momment. What...what was that?!? He looked at the realatively crude shirt with the woman and glanced back at her. Hah...a joke right? She spoke and he took a breath letting his hand come and scratch the back of his neck.

"I can see why you broke up. Heh... Thanks."

He hesiteated then grinned slightly giving off a 'just kidding' look. But no seriously... he could tell why. He stepped closer and heard her last remark where he frowned playfully grabbing the clothes. Whitey tightys?!? He rolled his eyes playfully at her taking the clothes under his arm and strutting out of the kitchen in his little towel.

Grrr..this bathroom was small...especially when changing. He slipped on the clothes with a tug. The shirt was almost a bit small, and the pants fit just right. Except he needed a belt baddly. He walked back kneeling down and grabbing his own belt from his police pants and putting it on the pants he had on know. He took his uniform jacket and slipped it on, buttoning it up so you couldn't see much of the crude spray on the shirt.

"Well I've got alot of explaining to do later... I'll uh give these back to you..if you..uh want.."

He mummbled under his breath with a slight laugh. Well..this was going to be interesting. Anyways, she probably would want these back..seeing that she'd kept them...from her ex-boyfriends. Juuust a bit freaky, eh? But whatever, she was his friend.

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"That wasn't why we broke up." Silvia said automatically, concentrating on flipping one of the pancakes and doing it spectacularly. "Score!" she shotued eagerly as he left to go change. When he got back she had a pile of ten pancakes on a plate, "You can serve yourself however many you want. I usually have leftovers so don't worry about over eating." she said pointing to the batter left in the glass bowl she'd used to mix it. With this in mind she put three pancakes on a plate for herself and shrugged at his comment, "Nah, you can throw 'em out. I don't know why I've kept 'em that long. I just got used to having them in there... expecting he'd be knocking at my window looking for a room to sleep."

Silvia paused and chewed on some of her pancake (completely dry) pensively, and glancing at him, "He wasn't as fond of the law back then as I am now." And then, even though he hadn't asked she told him, "Drug dealer." It wasn't meant to pin him down. It was meant to say that 'yes, I trust you.' Allthough it came out a little psychotically. "Haha. I must have looked a little odd with my ex's pants still in my drawer." She chuckled, shaking her head. "Whatever. Oh, by the way, you'll need to call your wife and apollogize for um...running off, and I'll need the full details of ah...what happened last night." She glanced at him apollogetically, "Sorry. I know it sucks. I can set you up with Green again if you like. Or if you can't talk about it I can use my power...allthough I'd rather just hear it from you."

["Parker!"]

Valerius looked widely at the pancakes as Silvia said he could endulge in as many as he wanted. Sshweeet! He took his seat grabbing a fork and instantly starting to eat. He didn't like syrup that much...he liked it dry. He chewed happily watching her get into her food. Mhm..this was good. He listened up though as she talked. Valerius was always a good listener, it wasn't just the words he understood, it was physical features that he understood which made him a good listener. He gave a slight laugh, swallowing before hesitating on sticking his fork in the pancake. Call...Necro? Apologize..on the phone? He watched her cautiously, his expression falling slightly. He waited for her to finish before he stuck his fork in his pancake.

"Well... I can't call her. I've got to go back to my home. But... I can wait..."

He eye'd her curiously. He couldn't just...stay here. He had to go back to Necro. He needed to apologize and tell both of them how much he loved them and couldn't live without them. He looked back down at his food thinking about what she said about...details. His eyes averted to his food warily,

"Details.....? Ah... nah, don't even bother. Hm. You ready...are you going to write this down or something?"

He felt a little worse, thinking about it. Everthing he did...every little crime he commited with his hands. He didn't want to make it more complicated for Silvia..he might as well..just ...tell her.

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"Write down--?" she asked without paying attention and then blinked, "Oh that. Nah, I'll write it down later. I only wrote it down on the spot because I was so freaked...I can remember things for a long time. If you don't want to say it out loud, though, you can write it down..." she offered with a shrug, "You just have to be accurate. The fates don't usually target individual citicenz without a reason...so unless they were just bored your family may be---" she stopped herself, "Woops. Classified. Sorry."

Oh you're /so/ bad. So maybe she'd just implied that his family was in danger so he wouldn't go back to them...bad...bad silvia. Well...a girl can dream, right? "I'm...that was wrong. Okay, so your family isn't in danger. I was just...anyway." she looked away nervously and fingered her ratty hair. "Just describe it in detail please."

["Parker!"]

Valerius looked down at his food in a daze for a momment as she spoke how she could remember things for a long time. Hm. He nodded gently-- okay, be acurate. He tried to think back of the night when-- what the? His eyes flickered up at her when she said that his family was-- in what? Filling in the spot his eyes grew wide? His...family..in danger? Classified? He grew tense looking at her sharply. He almost stood up to get out, but she quickly spoke about how she was...wrong. Joking? He gave her a look that said 'that was NOT funny'. He relaxed back in his chair as she spoke to start. He put a hand up gently rubbing the back of his neck...geeze...

"Okay. I was walking though the empty court. It was three hours since I'd left my house-- I think it was around nine or ten...I'm not really sure. But I started getting these headaches from like nowhere. I'm not sure how they got in...but maybe that was it. Yeah...so I could start to hear whispers, though they were just faint. And after awhile of the headaches I heard a voice. Three of them- The fates. One of them told me to take a shortcut--and..and it was like I had to do it. She didn't command me or threaten me... It was like whatever she said, my body obayed. So I took the closest shortcut. The alley was narrow the walls only spread like five or six feet appart. I was alone for awhile. Durring that time they just kept remiding me of what Necro did...so... I got a little pissed. I keep walking down the alley, then behind me I see...her."

Valerius grimanced before looking away thinking trying to visualize the girl,

"Well... she looked about the same age as my little girl. She probably came up to about my belly button. She had deep blue eyes, short light brown hair, a teeshirt and some shorts. She looked a bit lost, although I asked her if her father ever told her not to walk the streets alone. She saw that it was just a cop and she looked more relaxed and said she was just going home. She was shivering lightly and then...the fates got the best of me. I was told to seek revenge. So... I started to walk the little girl home. And thats when I lost all control of my body."

Val looked blankly to the ground, his eyes flickering up to her as if almost asking if he could skip this part...but he knew the answer already. He then adverted his eyes speaking aloud softly,

"I wrapped a arm around her shoulder for a momment before pushing her to the wall. She was surprized, having no clue what was going on. I pinned her there, and she asked what was going on-- I didn't say anything. Or..atleast I wasn't told to say anything. I took my right hand... and... started to bring it up her shirt along her sides before... She screamed and I was told to shut her up. Then...I...um... kissed her. Rough. She was crying by now, though I kept going. Thats when I took my other hand..and slipped it..down...there."

Valerius face was slightly red. He felt used, and dirty. This was discusting to even talk about. Feeling slightly ashamed he closed his eyes, titlting his head slightly- shading his face.

"She...she screamed again...although it was muffled because I was...yeah. The scream reminded me of my own daughters. That was when I started to feel them drift away. To the point where they were gone and I had myself back. It only took a few seconds to realize what was really going on. Of course I stepped back against the other wall- terrified. But not more than she. She was crying, to scared to move uknowning if I'd come back..for more.. I told her to go. She was still standing. I yelled at her telling her to go-- and she ran off in the opposite direction that she came from. I didn't move an inch till I heard her footsteps gone-- Thats when I came here."

So... discusting. He felt terrible, and creepy just to say these things aloud. Even to Sivlia who was his friend! He let a hand rub his temples as his eyes flickered up to Silvia's.

"Detailed enough?"

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((WHEN IS HE GOING HOME?!?!?!? *wnats this to be over so i can do Necro and Val again* >_< OMG I haven't decided if Necro is going to locked in a closet when he gets back or leap into his arms shivering and in tears crying like a baby. Maybe she'll hold off when he gets back or run away crying Hmmmm.... I'll think about it XD))

["Parker!"]

[he's going to leave reaaaall soon. then im going to have him go to the station and have him have a small enounter with the little girl before he rushes home -- awww i think it would be so cute if like both ideass.. omg he could find her in the closet then leap into his arms crying!!! XDDDD awww!!!!!!]

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"Detailed?" she asked with a humourless smile, "You're lucky you survived." Silvia closed her eyes and rubbed her temples, "I'm so sorry Valerius. For the girl, and for you. You have to know that...what you did...wasn't your fault..." she paused, wondering if she should tell him this... "The fates make people skin their victims when they're done doing whatever attrocities...and...the people who've done these terrible things are so freaked...and in such a fragile state of mind, all they have to do is push a little. Just...a little shove. And they off themselves. You're lucky you pulled away from the spell. Or...whatever it is."

Silvia took a deep breath, "I'll file the report Valerius. Go back to your family." her voice was sad as she said this, jealous of his wife and his child. She just wanted to...kiss him, and comfort him, and be strong for him... but he didn't need that. He was strong allready. He had proved that allready, by resisting her. "I'll see you at work."

["Parker!"]

Valerius felt a heavy lift of his chest, breathing gently. Yes. He knew he was lucky, extremely lucky. He blinked a few times before looking up to her, inspecting her face. He knew it wasn't his fault. He still felt guilty. If he hadn't left in a rage...that little girl..wouldn't be... he shuddered but then smiled with the sight of Silvia. She didn't look to happy at all, but just being with her made him in a slightly better mood. He nodded gently, understanding. Silvia knew all about these Fates. She was strong just enough to deal with these women. He noticed the sad tone in her voice as she said to go back to his family. Yes...that would be good. He was slightly crestfallen that she wasn't very happy anymore--was it because he was leaving? He frowned slightly, getting up. He walked over gently taking her shoulders and lifting her up out of her chair easily.

"Silvia... I don't know what I'd do without you. Saying thanks is starting to get old, yaknow."

He pulled her into a light hug with a slight laugh, knowing how she felt that she wasn't that close to him. He completly understood even if a little hug didn't show even a sliver of his appreciation. He then let her go with a heafty sigh turning and picking up his other clothes, throwing them over his shoulder. He started to walk out of the kitchen before he looked over his shoulder, smiling lightly, hesitaiting his mouth opening lightly to say something. But he held it and gave her a quick nod changing his mind about what he wanted to say.

"See ya."

He mummbled as he walked out the door, closeing the front door behind him, exposing himself to the bright whorld.

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