𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐲.

Just played a game of poker with Saxton Hale. “Lost” and gave him the “fiction rights to the Alamo.” What a fuckin tool.

@prop_dynamic I’ll send you to a grave you keep it up. Don’t forget I DO have the means to kill you instantly.

@props_spytech HAHAAAA sending me back to the closet because you can’t admit I’m right 🤣

I am about one more incident away from coming down there myself. If anyone from Coldfront RED is listening—keep her AWAY from any and all Medics. Don’t trigger her, or the blood will be on our company’s hands.

@prop_dynamic Just go back to your post, ████.

@props_spytech it’s not kicking a puppy! Not my fault she’s a crybaby who ACTS like she’s been kicked over everything.

@prop_dynamic I care about her about as much as I care about a stray puppy on the street. That doesn’t mean I take any joy in watching you kick it.

@props_spytech What? oh don’t tell me NOW you’re getting all soft and protective of her.

@prop_dynamic I am in absolutely NO mood to deal with you right now, ████. At minimum, you going down there would jeopardize the ONLY thing you’re useful for.

@props_spytech Damn!! well SORRY for wanting to see my baby sister one more time! at least before she turns back into a man again 🤣

@prop_dynamic 𝘈𝘉𝘚𝘖𝘓𝘜𝘛𝘌𝘓𝘠 𝙉𝙊𝙏. You are NOT to be involved with this whatsoever.

@props_spytech How about I go to check up on her?

Medics…

ughhh. just put her in her room and walk away. what’re you placating her for. you’re just going to make it worse for yourself

for god’s sake. WHAT is he doing.

I haven’t checked on the bugs or hidden cameras in Coldfront for a while. What’s that waste up to… … …Sigh. This magic nonsense again. Sure. Let’s just allow child to run around an open battlefield. Hm. Maybe I can take Stella off their hands for a bit, at least.

@DOMINATEDHIPPIE @prop_dynamic ᯓ But it didn't. It was Cavan's fault that it didn't end there. ᯓ Because waking Stella up the next morning, was— "WHAT THE FUCK?!!"

@props_spytech @prop_dynamic ⋆ That's where it all should've ended. ⋆ The trauma would likely remain, but at least Stella could write it off as a nightmare. Daddy said so, after all.

[ ★ᯓ 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6... ] [ @prop_dynamic: ████ ] WARNING: this writing contains mentions of mild drug use, animal death, and psychological abuse.

@DOMINATEDHIPPIE @prop_dynamic ᯓ He smiled. "One, two..." ᯓ It took four times over for him to notice that Stella's breathing had steadied out. She stopped stirring. She was asleep. Thank God. ᯓ Now to count for himself.

@props_spytech @prop_dynamic ⋆ Stella thought... yeah. Yeah, that makes sense, at least in her five-year-old star-obsessed brain. "okay."

@DOMINATEDHIPPIE @prop_dynamic ᯓ Admittedly, Cavan's lucky number was 7 for less innocent reasons. Usually the amount of bullets it takes to kill one of his targets. "...seven for every star in the Big Dipper."

@props_spytech @prop_dynamic "...seven? why seven?"

@DOMINATEDHIPPIE @prop_dynamic "...Let's try this. I'll count up to... seven. When I get to seven, you'll fall asleep with me."

@props_spytech @prop_dynamic "...t-too scared..."

@DOMINATEDHIPPIE @prop_dynamic "No more tears, Stella. This was all just a bad dream. Now it's time for good dreams. Understand?"

@props_spytech @prop_dynamic ⋆ stella's sobbing started to subside, only a bit. She barely even noticed Cavan trying to wipe some of the rotted blood from her face where ████ had put his hand.

@prop_dynamic @DOMINATEDHIPPIE ᯓ ...Ugh. Cavan just turned his attention away from him, and headed to Stella's room. "...it's okay, dear. Daddy will sleep with you tonight." Even if her bed was ill equipped for a man the size of two Spies.

@props_spytech @DOMINATEDHIPPIE "...fuckin' annoying." █ ████ was back in the house, only mindlessly pacing now. He kept looking at the front door, as if considering going back to poke at the deer alone.

@prop_dynamic @DOMINATEDHIPPIE "Stella, hold these... 𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, Lee." ᯓ Before Laoise could speak again, he pulled the door shut with his foot.

@prop_dynamic @DOMINATEDHIPPIE "You're right. Hence, why I'm here for my cigar box, and nothing else." ᯓ True to his word, Cavan paced to his nightstand as he spoke, grabbing his cigars for the morning. Not even his pillow, nor his blanket.

@prop_dynamic @DOMINATEDHIPPIE "She's five. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 because of that, she's sleeping with me tonight."

@props_spytech @DOMINATEDHIPPIE ✹ Laoise only glanced at her sobbing daughter, her eyes filled with... nothing. Apathy for the 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. "Floyd didn't scream the way she does."