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Post by Elizabeth Hughes on Dec 11, 2010 22:25:20 GMT -6
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------ Elizabeth Hughes had never exactly led the average life. None of the people in her world ever did. Probably the best example of this was that she was currently in a room with a talented computer hacker, a women who seduces men to kill them, and a man who was simply a muscle man and murderer. And these people were her family. Donny was not by blood, but by relation. A hacker who was one of her closest friends, not that she really appreciated it yet. Widow was her niece, her sworn enemy. A sexy killer and someone who would take a bullet for her... and another before she admitted to it. Orion was her older brother. A murderer who put his life on the line rather than hurt her, when he barely knew her. And then there was Isabel who wasn't even in the room. She was the glue. Happy and perfect. And Liz saw none of it. She couldn't see these people as family. They were too off the reservation. But in that moment she was sitting there, in the apartment shared by her and Orion, on the couch watching as Widow seemed to be a bit cornered by Donny who was asking her the real reasons she was still here. You see, Donny had his loyalties to Liz, they knew that. Orion hated Darren too so it all made sense. Widow was here to just make Liz's life hell for fun and yet, something seeded so off. Don't ask how the argument over why she was here began. It just did. Tensions had been running high with the rebel!sirens lately. Orion was just watching really, sitting next to her. They had been sort of ganging up on Widow for awhile now. Liz rolled her eyes and stood up, looking over at Widow. "You've had your fun, and you're still here! We just want to know your real reason for being here, you've made it clear we can't trust you."
------ Widow narrowed her eyes at Liz, "Oh yeah because I can trust you, you killed my father don't forget.." Widow said spitefully, but Liz just laughed slightly, frustrated, "Exactly Wid, What are you doing here?" Widow shook her head, "Because I wanted to be okay?!" She exclaimed, "I hated it there, I hate it here too but not as much. I just wanted to be away from them and.... and I didn't want to be alone." Liz's eyes widened slightly actually. She wasn't expecting that. She watched as Widow seemed to be sincere for the first moment since being here. Liz knew she was supposed to feel something for Widow, she was her niece, they did grow up together, but it was either not there or buried very deep down because Liz couldn't stand the vain bitch in front of her. From her spotless eye make up to her perfectly manicured toes, perhaps it just surprised her Widow had actual emotions. Donny on the other hand, actually had a bit of a friend in Widow. He stood straight from leaning against the table and looked at Wid, "So why didn't you say that when you got here, why did you immediate just begin to blackmail Liz's life? Widow laughed, "Oh right because you guys are SOO open to that idea. Would you have believed me? Liz?" Liz just looked at her. What reason would she have had to believe her. Liz didn't say a word. "Exactly, If I wanted to stay, I had to have a reason and that was the most believable. You guys never would have let me stay otherwise. You're like a club no one else can get into or understand or possibly be worthy of." Liz rolled her eyes, "Come on Wid, you know damn well why we don't let many into this group, you would be the same." Wid shook her head and smiled, "Yes, making you the world's biggest hypocrite." "What's that supposed to mean?" Liz asked defensively. "You know exactly what that means, begins with an 'R' " And that's when Liz shut up. Widow had her there.
------ Liz had let Riley into their little world. She hadn't tried to. But somehow she ended up caring about the oldest turner and he had cared about her and he got into the car and she hadn't cared and then he got out of the fucking car and everything went to shit. It had been an accident. She hadn't wanted him involved but as far as Donny and Orion knew, Riley was not there. Wid only found out by accident. Liz had somehow been able to plead with her to not say anything. Liz knew that it Orion knew he would think everything was solved, they could just tell their dear old dad, blame the shot that ended darren on riley, kill him, bring their father his head and the man hunt would be off. But that wasn't going to happen under Liz's watch. Donny looked confused, "What's that supposed to mean?" Liz looked at Wid, begging her in her own mind, not to say a word. Wid shook her head, "I just think Liz has a bit too much of an attachment to that mancandy teacher." Orion nodded, his first real part of the conversation. "I agree with Widow on this." Liz shrugged, "First off, you're both nuts, I couldn't care less." Which was false, it was more she COULD care less, "Besides, he's got nothing to do with us. I haven't even spoken to him in weeks, so you can both chill." Orion nodded, "Good, we don't anyone poking their nose around." He stood up and walked towards Widow, "And we all know Wid's right, we would never have accepted her presence." Orion was trying to be the voice of reason. "Fact of the matter is, we're all we got. It's not like we can trust anyone outside of this room, cept Iz, of course."
------ Donny nodded, "Speaking of which, where is my baby sister, she should have been back by now don't you think?" He asked, Iz had gone to pick up some food. Wid smirked, "Well, you know Iz, probably stopped to play in the puddles or something." They all gave small smiles at the comment because it was true. None of them could have even imagined the blow that was waiting for them outside of the door. Orion nodded, "I'll go look for her, I'm hungry." Orion moved to the door and opened it grabbing his coat but stopped in his tracks as his foot hit a wrapped gift, roughly the size of a shoe box. He reached down and picked it up. On the tag it read [[ TO LIZ;; DEBT REPAID ]]. He looked at the message confused and brought it back into the apartment. Liz walked over to him and took the box, "What the hell?" Liz looked at them before she began to unwrap it. All of them knew it couldn't be good. Donny and Wid moved in closer for a better look. Liz opened the box and just stared at it. It was a polaroid picture. And she could not register much else at all. Did this mean Iz was... god she couldn't even think it. Seeing the look on her face Orion took the box from her and pulled out the photograph inside. It was Isabel Davis. Bleeding out of the side of her head, body limp on the ground, dead. They found them. They found her. Widow walked behind Orion and looked at the picture before immediately looking up at Donny. Orion met her gaze to Donny too, Liz just stared blankly at the wall before dropping the box in her arms. Donny looked at them all, "What?" He asked at their stunned faces. Wid took the photo from Orion's hand and held it out for Donny, "I'm sorry." She said softly. Donny took the picture from Wids hand and as soon as his eyes got wind of what was in the picture, the pain was immediately seen. His eyes watered, he bit his lip and took a deep breath before ripping the photo up.
------ Unless you've lost someone you loved, there was no way to begin to understand how they felt. Donny held the torn up photo in his hand, anger being all her felt. He walked over to Liz and grabbed her hand, giving them to her. He folded her figures over the photo pieces and kept his voice calm before he spoke to her softly, "It was a gift for you after all.... you did this Liz." He said before walking out of the apartment, fast, the door slamming as he left. Liz didn't even blink as he left. She squeezed the photo in her hand, making a fist with it. Orion took a step towards her, "Liz-" "Don't" Liz spoke, stopping his words. "He's right." She added, her eyes glazing over, she nodded taking a short breath, "We all know that." And they did. They all knew. She took a deep breath before walking over to the couch and grabbing the jacket she had from Kenny. She hugged it across her chest before folding it up and placing it on the table. She ran her hands up her arms and nodded again, "I can't keep hurting people." She said plainly. Liz looked up and stared at the door before walking towards it. "Where are you going Liz?" Orion asked stepping towards her as she headed out, "I just need to fly away for now." And with that she was gone.
------ A half hour later, Orion came back to the apartment but before entering he leaned against the wall, exhausted. He had tried to go catch Liz or Donny, but he couldn't find them. He let himself slide down to the floor and looked up as the door of the apartment opened. Wid bit her lip before sitting down beside him in the hallway. "Any luck?" Orion just shook his head. "No". They sat there for a moment when they looked up to see Riley Turner walking towards them. When the tall irish man asked them what was wrong, Orion scoffed and rolled his eyes. Wid shook her head, and told him plainly, knowing he knew about their histories. "Iz was killed." She said plainly. When Riley then asked about Liz's whereabouts, Orion stood up and looked him in the eye, "We don't know, probably wouldn't tell you if I did." he said plainly before walking inside. Wid stood up and looked at Riley, "He couldn't find her. She's fine, she said she just needed to 'fly away for now.' Just go home." She replied, she didn't need to deal with these bleeding hearts. What she didn't know was that once upon a time Liz had told Riley about a near by cliff in the desert, just a bit out of town. It was a place Kenny went to feel like he could fly. And at that moment, Liz was there, standing on its edge looking down. Her mind constantly reeling through the faces of all of those she had hurt. All of those, she had killed or gotten killed, and flying away sounded pretty good to her right about then.
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STATUS;; complete
TAGGED;; the epicness of riz
CREDITS;; format stolen from lainey, with a little tweaking by me
LYRICS;; 'wake up' by Arcade Fire
CLOTHES;; here
NOTES;; I hope you're okay with the GM I figured it would be easiest to get the thread moving, if it's not just tell me and I'll change it.
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Post by Riley Turner on Dec 20, 2010 0:58:13 GMT -6
 
----ALL RILEY WANTED WAS A NORMAL LIFE. ever since he moved back to valkyrie, it seemed like one curve ball was thrown at him after another. los angeles had it's moments, but valkyrie was a constant string of these once taboo moments. the twenty two year old in him said he should just leave, save himself while he could. however, this was riley turner we were talking about here. valkyrie's most stand-up guy. the nice turner. a guy with morals. the former golden boy. the one with the good heart. what did all that mean? that he was a predictable guy people could rely on because most of the people here knew him since he moved here. riley did no wrong. or, at least that's what everyone thought. the thought of leaving would go against everything riley supposedly stood for. there was too much he couldn't leave behind.
people were soon going to find out about the fact he got a seventeen year old pregnant. strike number one. things between him and coco were civil. it's not like they loved each other. if you didn't remember, the baby was a result in one drunken regretful night of self-pity, (on riley's part.) he was torn up on his strike number two. the fact that he was an accomplice to murder sort of put a dinker on his golden boy status. not that anyone would ever find out about strike number two. he'd end up in prison and even finnegan couldn't compare to their crimes. finn equaled petty, small-time, car thief. riley equaled accomplice to murder. liz may have pulled the trigger but riley pretty much led her to do it. it had been about six months since it happened. he hated looking at himself in the mirror everyday because he kept seeing darren about him strangling him to death. then stillness. there was blood. a lot. for a moment, that was all riley could see for minutes. riley didn't know how some people could do this. killing people. clearly, riley turner would be a terrible criminal.
having a baby, however, was sort of helping with riley focus most of his energy in the arrival of the baby. they still didn't know the gender. coco didn't want to know and riley had long given up on arguing with her. his only rules were she couldn't smoke and no drinking. but, riley had really had been helping her whenever she needed it. he really was pretty much at her beck and call. he didn't care either. keeping her happy had been his number one priority for the past few months. they were getting along and riley was happy about that. happy that they didn't hate each other. trust him, it definitely wasn't going to turn romantic. they were like, friends. and wasn't that the second best thing for a child to be born into? so, your parents weren't together, but they were people that got along. though a lot of people in valkyrie didn't know riley was the father, some people close to him did now. reed and regan had been the first to know. then came his parents. it was probably the first time seamus was disappointed in riley. in his exact words, "i'd expect this from reed or regan. but you? she's underaged, too." riley had to go on and explain that yeah, he was in the wrong, but he was making it right. guess that would have been a bad time to slip in another girl he was sorta kinda barely was involved with killed her brother and riley was right there for it. or, in a literal sense, right beneath it.
liz had been the main source for why he had been so angry. it wasn't fair since he didn't blame her or he didn't hate her. it - she - them, it was so confusing. everything was confusing. she always threw his center of gravity out of whack. the last time they talked was about riley getting coco pregnant. before that? a conversation about keeping quiet. then of course the one before that was the actual murder. their encounters seemed to be rare, crazy, and intense. for someone that riley believed was becoming a thorn in his side, he barely saw her. and yet, he saw her everyday if that was even possible. she was living in hitten, he believed. with some family members or whatever that were apart of the sirens. he avoided the floor as much as possible. however, it was kind of hard when there was no elevators in the old apartment building so being on on of the top floors wasn't very fun.
riley had just gotten back from v-mart and go. he had needed to get some groceries. regan was still living with him, and sometimes regan was such a little kid in not wanting to go to the grocery store with him, leaving riley to get the food, hoping he was getting the right brand of cereal for his little brother. according to regan, it was practice for when he had two two mouths to feed. that, being the baby. riley was glad his brothers could pass this baby issue off so lightly. he carried the two grocery bags under each arm and started the tiring ascend of the stairs. once he hit the floor liz lived on, he paused a moment and glanced down the hallway, half-expecting to see her in the hallway. instead, he saw widow and orion, who he had previously met the last time he talked to liz. he could tell orion didn't like him. probably had to do with the fact that riley knew too much. well, orion should trust him, if he didn't have to know everything he did, he would trade it. then there was widow, who he really didn't have a problem with. she didn't send him bad vibes. or at least, riley didn't think she did. when he saw the two down there, things didn't look quite right and well, curiosity took the best of him. he walked down the hallway and stopped by their door where orion was sitting next to. "hey guys," he said lamely. "something wrong?"
he felt weird and embarrassed when orion laughed at him. widow looked at him and said, "iz was killed." well, that definitely wasn't what he was expecting. he knew who iz was. she went to the academy. she was a pretty girl. always seemed happy. she always said hi to him in the halls at school, or passing by each other among the apartment building they both lived in. though he didn't really 'know' her, he felt sadness enter him. so young, taken too soon. it wasn't like she died either, widow plainly said she was killed, therefore, murdered. "oh, i'm... really sorry. i can't imagine...." they were all really close. riley had a hard time thinking of what he would do if one of his brothers died. he had always been convinced, he'd find regan in a bathroom with a syringe shoved up his arm, overdosing on the twenty kinds of drugs he was on. reed, pissing one too many people off, partying so much, he did something stupid. "is... liz around?" he asked next. he felt like he was walking on eggshells. orion stood up, and he was about the same size in height as riley was. "We don't know, probably wouldn't tell you if I did." oo, ouch. guess this brother of liz's really didn't like him. the fact that she wasn't here made riley believe that she took off or something. that's what he would have done. "uh, sorry i asked," riley said before orion disappeared in the apartment. widow remained there though. "He couldn't find her. She's fine, she said she just needed to 'fly away for now.' Just go home." and then widow, too, went into the apartment and shut the door, leaving riley in the hallway by himself.
except riley knew exactly what 'fly away for now' meant. and despite what her family members thought, it was something they needed to worry about. riley knew where liz was. he thought about knocking on the door again, telling them that he knew where she was, but he felt the thorn edge it's way deeper into his side and he knew he had to do it. riley turned back the way he came and out the apartment building. putting the groceries back into the car he started it and took off down the street. liz had told him about where her one brother, kenny, went when he needed to clear his head. it was on a cliff right outside of town. it's one thing to go out there to clear your head, but it was another when your mind wasn't in the head of someone thinking clearly. he was pushing fifteen over the speed limit when he hit the backroads, which probably wasn't good, but riley had to get there. it was about a twenty minute drive, and the headlights bounced over gravel as riley turned at the turnoff of the cliff. he stopped. seeing liz's silhouette near the edge. he cut the engine and got out. "liz," he called, as he was still at least fort feet from her. he walked closer. "how's the flying coming?" he asked her. "i think maybe you should step away from the edge a bit. do your flying where you uh, can't plummet to your death."
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Post by Elizabeth Hughes on Dec 28, 2010 14:05:19 GMT -6
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------ It seemed almost as if every other day in the lives of these kids, there was some event that made it so that things would never be the same for them. Perhaps, when those events are so frequent? maybe it should be changed to "nothing's ever the same." And just leave it as such. These kids have no stability, and they really never did. It is interesting though. I think many people forget that these "rebel" sirens hanging around Valkyrie are all just kids. The oldest of them is only twenty years old. Most twenty year olds are still living off their parents, many of them with their parents, working some part time job, inexperienced in the cruelties of the world because most twenty year olds are still under that protective umbrella their parents hold out for them. Even Riley who is older, not much older but he is seems far older than twenty-two. He's still a kid. Sorry but it's true. And this is spreading. Maybe not to the Siren extreme but it's like the whole world is just older. Average age of marriage is going up but the age for losing your virginity is going down. The rate of minorities and women in colleges is getting higher, but the value of that degree is going down. Accessibility to drugs has sky rocketed. Street crime, sky rocketed. Assault, gang violence, schools closing, people being kicked out of their homes, HMOs refusing healthcare... you know, this may not be the life of those teenagers who grow up in the suburbs or in small towns but you grow up in a city like Detroit or the bad ends of Chicago or Milwaukee or Brooklyn... this is your life on an everyday basis. Everyday. It was never just the Sirens. It was never just the mafias. It was the whole country. It was the urban society being screwed over by the rich suburbanites and the conservative small towns(sorry, I am angry with Scott Walker and the rest of the state right now and angst is blaming them). Liz and Widow and Orion and Donny... they were all just products of urban living, at least urban living in a more run down, poor area. Their family had money, but they lived in warehouses and the area was broke, hence the high crime rate. We all know those go hand in hand. The Less affluent the area, the larger the crime rate. And it would be a long time before anyone did anything that could actually help.
------ And none of this helped Elizabeth Hughes in her current situation. After Liz left the Siren apartment, she knew where she was going but she didn't really know what she was doing. She had been in a moment like this before and luckily, this time, Riley wasn't there, refusing to get out of the car. Liz grabbed Orion's motorcycle and drove the bike, speeding away from the Hitten apartments, a place that had simply been the back drop to many moments in her life now. It was almost like home. Not home as in the warehouse in Detroit or the abandoned office building in Chicago but home as in, somewhere she felt that she needed to come back to, maybe. She didn't know if that made any sense. But it was now definitely a prominent spot in her life. It was where her and Orion began their lives as siblings. She remembered that moment well. When she had seen him in the parking lot she had been feeling... well, a lot like how she felt now. Just tired and ready for it all to stop. Her guilt through the roof, terrified out of her mind and as soon as she saw him, she knew, it was time for him to kill her, complete the mission their father sent him on. Liz hadn't even fought it. She accepted it, but he never pulled that trigger. Orion, the brainless soldier, the brute, the robot, all things he had been called in his silent obedience through out the years, he threw his orders aside, risked his life, and helped her. And Liz couldn't help thinking he was next. Or Donny. Or... even Widow. Strange as it was, Liz didn't want Widow to get hurt all because of her. Whether Liz could realize it in that moment, but Widow and Orion and Donny, they all cared about her too. None of them are the best with emotions but they were a family. She just couldn't see that right now. All she saw was the face of Iz's limp body, dead in an alleyway. And all she heard was Donny's words, his truthful words.
------ Liz kept going, straight through to the edge of town to a small secluded area, hidden off the road, it was a cliff towards the east, towards Arizona. Kenny always liked Arizona. Liz always liked the idea of Arizona, but she knew she would never go. She skidded to a sudden stop and swung her leg off the bike. She hadn't worn a helmet. Her safety wasn't exactly her main concern. She walked towards the edge of the cliff and took a deep breath, closing her eyes, the fresh air filling her lungs. It felt nice, calm. This was Kenny's little place. He came here to think, when he needed to 'fly away for a bit'. He would always sit on the edge and wiggle his feet and imagine what it would be like to be a bird that could just fly off into the horizon, away from everything else. But while Liz stood there at the edge, looking out at that horizon and the small darkness that rising from the east from the sun beginning to set in the west, the half moon already visible, she wasn't imagining flying. She was imagining falling. Liz had confessed to the FBI but they couldn't do anything. Not only did it sound like self defense but no body, no crime. And now, her 'family' had killed Isabel Davies. You know, Isabel was probably the sweetest girl of all time. A bit repressed emotionally but who grew up with the Sirens wasn't? But she was a genuinely good person. Liz couldn't say that about Widow or Orion... or even Donny surprisingly. It's not that he had ever done anything so bad but he had some darkness brewing in him.
------ They had taken the one truly good person among them and it was her fault. There was no denying that They were retaliating Liz's actions against Darren. That's all. She might as well have pulled the trigger on her. And on Kenny. And Darren? She still couldn't seem to stomach that guilt. Death followed her, it needed to stop. Not to mention all the shit she had caused for... Liz's train of thought was broken as the sound of a car was heard. She didn't move from her position. She didn't even turn around. So Orion had found her, big deal. "liz," Liz looked up but not back as she heard a familiar voice not belonging to her brother but another innocent whose life she may have ruined. Now the dive down was looking even better. "how's the flying coming?" Had Liz been in a different mood, she probably would have giggled at the way that was put. Kudos on the morbid humor moment, Riles. But she wasn't. She was here, she was like this. She pressed on the edge with the toes on her left foot, letting some dirt crumble off the edge almost boredly before she lifted her head and glanced over her shoulder, "How did you know I was here?" She asked the man, she couldn't imagine Orion or Widow being corporative with him. "i think maybe you should step away from the edge a bit. do your flying where you uh, can't plummet to your death." Liz's body tensed a bit when he walked a bit closer, and it was something that could be seen. She shook her head, still facing outwards and away from him, tears building up her eyes and her voice wavering slightly. "What are you doing?!" She asked, sounding a bit taken aback as he had stepped closer. "Go Home Riley, you don't have to stop me every fucking time... it's not your responsibility, just go home."
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TAGGED;; the epicness of riz
CREDITS;; format stolen from lainey, with a little tweaking by me
LYRICS;; 'wake up' by Arcade Fire
CLOTHES;; here
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