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Tweak says, "Love me some pie!"

Elias Boone (followthevision) wrote in darkdividerpg,
@ 2015-09-26 22:12:00

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character: april hollins, character: eli lasko, date: 06.19.15

The only thing that stays the same
Who: Eli & April
What: Dealing with ignorance
When: Friday, June 19th, Midday
Where: Outside of their home/The Stumble Inn
Warnings: Language at the very least

Eli had expected to just get in from running errands with April and spend the rest of the afternoon enjoying some time off before he headed in to help his brother out that evening at the bar, but that wasn't the case. After pulling into the parking lot, the picketers were pretty difficult to miss. While they weren't really at the restaurant, they were in close enough proximity that their shouts were plenty audible.

They marched back and forth with signs degrading supernaturals. Anti-Super messages scrawled in marker and paint across homemade signs and t-shirts. Every word that was spoken made Eli want to punch them in their faces one by one. The ignorant, hateful speech they shouted back and forth at each other was enough to make a large stone form in the pit of his stomach. The poor business owner who advocated for supernatural rights peered out through his closed blinds only to have one of the protesters hurl something at the window. It startled the man enough that he stumbled backwards and knocked over a shelf. The racket from that only seemed to spurn the protesters on.

"No good supes! How can you support those filthy bastards?"

"They're poisoning our city. Gangs and drugs and guns are enough without those freaks!"

"If we don't put them in their place they're going to rise up and try to overthrow the normal people in this town!"

Elias sighed and looked at April. While the protesters words pissed him off now, he knew that he'd been that sort of man not that long ago. It made him sick to his stomach. "This is going to get worse before it ever gets better," he muttered.

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off_pointe
2015-09-27 02:40 am UTC (link)

As soon as they stepped out of the car, right into the ugly ruckus that echoed between the tall buildings all around, her freckled nose wrinkled like she smelled something sour. Squinting into the afternoon sun, she shut the car door, and sighed. "How can anyone eat around that..."

Then the object was thrown, and a fire got lit under the protestors' asses. April's shoulders tensed, and before she knew it, she'd barked out a sharp "Hey!", grabbing some of their attention. A small voice in the back of her head said shut up, but it was overpowered.

"Throwing things? Really?" she chastized in only the way a former Mean Girl could. "Y'all'er more annoying than anything. Get the hell out'a here!" she shouted, embellishing with a sharp 'shoo'ing motion.

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followthevision
2015-09-27 02:51 am UTC (link)

Eli knew it would be better to avoid the situation and just go on about their business, but he couldn't help but agree with everything that April shouted out to the protesters. While he approved, they didn't take too kindly to her shooing them.

One of the protesters took a step towards the woman, glaring daggers at April and making Eli shift himself forward enough that the man would have to go through him to get to her. "So you support these freaks?," he asked her. "You're alright with these mutated fuckers having all these powers that make you absolutely helpless? What happens when a werewolf comes after you? Slashes it's freakish claws across that pretty little face of yours. Will you be supporting the bastards then?"

Eli narrowed his gaze at the man. "Do you realize how stupid you sound?," he asked the man. "Do you really think that werewolves just wander around slicing people open for no real reason at all? Do you think that you and all your little friends would be alive right now if that was the case? Wouldn't the werewolves have already smited you for trying to go against them?"

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off_pointe
2015-09-27 03:05 am UTC (link)

The sudden wall of Eli was appreciated, but April didn't just hide in his shadow. She set her shoulders at an angle close to him, her hand slid under his arm and laced their fingers together. Yes, for support, but also to share his strength. This wasn't the situation they had planned on dealing with today, and at the current moment, she wasn't sure when it was going to end. Or how.

"Was that a threat?" the man turned his ire on Eli, narrowing his eyes. "Are you one'a them?" he jabbed accusingly, then sneered at April. Clearly judging her for sleeping with what he had judged as a werewolf. April sneered back.

"Of course you think it was a threat- you're a coward-" she chirped out a cold, degrading scoff. "All of you just live in constant fear- I get it now. That's pathetic," she added with a poisonous, scraping laugh.

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followthevision
2015-09-27 03:11 am UTC (link)

Eli gave her hand a squeeze and kept his jaw tightly set as the man jabbed back at him. "Oh, yeah, totally a threat," he said, rolling his eyes. "No, I'm not a werewolf, actually," he went on. Not that the man deserved to know a goddamn thing about his life or who or what he was.

"Do you intend to spend the rest of your life being afraid of the big bad wolf?," he asked. "Get a life, man. There are a million more productive things you could be doing than bothering this man who's trying to run a damn business."

The man glared at Eli. "Run a business that caters to those freaks," he retorted. His eyes flicked up to the restaurant's sign not far from Eli and April. "And if the pair of you patron this place, I'm betting it caters to those unnatural monsters too. Maybe we're in the wrong place, guys. I'm thinking we ought to move this demonstration over to the Stumble Inn."

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off_pointe
2015-09-27 03:25 am UTC (link)

Oh, April was so done with this assholes and his flock. Keeping the fucker in her sights, she made a show about digging her phone out of her jeans back pocket. The redhead displayed it, making sure he watched her dial.

Very slowly. 9 -1 -1.

"That's about ten citations and an assault," she snapped at him. "That rock just missed my head- and that crowd is getting rowdy. And I'm sure you know how much the CPD loves protestors that get rowdy."

April wasn't above playing on the allover bad reputation of the Chicago police, especially when it came to civil disobedience.

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followthevision
2015-09-27 07:04 pm UTC (link)

Eli glared at the man and his threats. He was about to open his mouth when April snapped at him and started to dial on her phone. He smirked just a touch because he couldn't help but think how much of a badass his lady was.

"She's right," he said. "Peaceful protest is one thing, but deliberately hindering the patrons of a fine establishment like The Stumble Inn is entirely another."

The man wasn't pleased with either of them and glared at April in particular, stepping closer and holding up his hand, pointing his finger towards her face. "That's bullshit. You weren't even close to the rock," he told her. "I got witnesses."

Eli shifted himself a bit more between the man and April, unwilling to back down. "Doesn't matter what you got, man, you need to back up."

"Or what? You going to call your freak friends to come teach me a lesson?," he seethed.

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off_pointe
2015-09-27 10:44 pm UTC (link)

April squeezed Eli's hand a little, maybe for self-assurance as much as showing him she was fine. Mostly fine. Her pulse was racing with the heated confrontation and it was getting heavier, but she didn't back down either. She just hoisted her brows at the guy from just behind and to the side of Eli's shoulder. And put her phone to hear ear.

"Tell you what, Asshole-" April sneered. "You can tell the cops just how far away I was from the rock you threw at the private business." Her tone was pointed. "Let's see how that works out for you." Even if the cops believed him? He was still admitting to crime. She saw it register in his face, and her's broke into one of smug viciousness. "It's ringing."

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followthevision
2015-09-27 11:14 pm UTC (link)

The guy wasn't pleased with April's continued words or with Eli getting closer to him whether it was to shield the girl or not. He shoved Eli, trying his best to get at April's phone. "I have the right to assemble. You're the one that came at us, you stupid bitch."

And right about the time that the word got out of his mouth, Eli had just about had enough. Before he finished the syllable, he'd decked the bastard. "And I have the right to defend myself against smug jackasses that think they can do whatever the fuck they want," he retorted. "Get your ass off of our parking lot. Now."

"Oh, buddy, you really fucked up now," he growled in response, rubbing his cheek. "I'm gonna press charges. Go on, princess, call the cops. Boytoy here's going to jail."

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off_pointe
2015-09-28 12:02 am UTC (link)

April jerked back from the guy's reach out of pure instinct, her grip on Eli's hand wretched apart when he let loose and clocked the guy across the cheekbone. At first, she was frozen in shock- hazel eyes wide and a little wild, but it was only an eighth of a second. Less than the time it took to blink.

And the 911 Operator was urgently asking for a response.

"Yes- please hurry. One of the protestors on (cross streets) just tried to hit me-" she hurridly breathed into the phone, backing up a step so the guy couldn't just immediately grab her again. But her eyes had locked on his, sharp and knowing. "They're throwing rocks at the place and when I tried to call the cops, he lunged at me. My boyfriend stopped him but please hurry."

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followthevision
2015-09-28 12:41 am UTC (link)

While the man Eli had punched was spouting threats about filing a report against him for battery, the other protesters were starting to disburse at the thought of police coming. They were fighters when there weren't police threatening jail time. One or two of the protesters made their way over to their apparent leader, but Eli doubted they'd stick around much longer.

"Yeah? Jail, right. All your witnesses are just aching to back your story, aren't they?," he asked the man as he nodded towards the retreating protesters. "Looks like it's your word against mine."

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