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the question of concern posed is one that evan dwells upon deeply. he’d been advised to keep his head down, and to stay out of the search for the missing sisters, to only help when directly asked by those on a payroll, but that advice didn’t extend to many others around town; granted many others hadn’t been pulled into the hot seat and dragged through the mud as quickly as he had. realistically, it might have been better for evan to have stayed hidden away on home turf around people he could trust, if anyone at all, and he certainly shouldn’t have been sitting under the roof of an establishment owned by one of the alimjan sister’s — but he had to keep up appearances without drawing unnecessary attention to himself, he had to carry on with his life as he would have without the ongoing manhunt, to try not to feed into the theatrics or traps set by those most suspicious of his activity over the past week; and it was a difficult task for evan, when even the most slanderous negative attention could feed his ego alongside the painstaking anxiety that festered within him. “maybe…” it’s all he can offer, but it’s a start. “if you wanna head out, look around in the woods and shit with half the town… do it. i’ll stay here.” he responds, carelessly stuffing the assorted items into paper bags; not the most enjoyable task but one that had kept him distracted in the uncomfortably quiet club. “gotta finish these — what are these for, exactly?”

place & date: inside the coffin club, march 23rd *capping at 3! ( 0/3 )

hearing about the missing sisters, how there were so many questions regarding their disappearances, whispers of a potential double kidnapping … it’s a lot for anyone to process. while she felt deeply for those that’re personally affected by this considerable travesty, and she’s doing everything in her power to help out, it’s difficult not to think about how this could’ve happened to any of them — it could’ve happened to her, to ellie. and that’s enough to make a person anxious, even a little apprehensive. maybe it’s selfish to fear for herself and those they know and care for in salem, but safiya can’t help to be on edge, riddled with so much anxiety they’re quickly becoming nauseous. she’s superstitious, too, leaving the handmade doll ( that was otherwise on her person since being given to her ) beside the tv in her motel room. while they struggle to keep intrusive thoughts at bay, takes it upon herself to begin putting together care packages, consisting of bottles of water, granola bars and trail mix. “ how’re you holding up? ” are the first words she’s spoken aloud since sitting at the booth, gaze now on the person sat across from her — that she had, minutes ago, dragged along to help put together bundles. “ i feel like i’m not doing enough. ” they feel guilty for sitting here while others comb through the forest, but could she stand right now? head’s still spinning and spinning and spinning. “ do you think we should be out there? ”

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*   ·   ˚    @salemstart​​    ━━    21st mar . location: coffin club . cap: 2/4

he didn’t have the answers, he couldn’t explain why his name had popped up in the midst of the disappearance of the two alimjan sisters; or why his insignia had been discovered at the suspected crime scene. evan had nothing against the alimjan’s, in fact he was rather fond of the family, and he even thought himself to be close to the eldest missing sister. to hear of their disappearance made him uneasy, and his assumed involvement in the case heightened anxieties evan had thought himself to have gotten past.

this wasn’t the first time he was being accused of purposefully causing harm to somebody close to him. josephine herself had served as his representative the previous year. if the investigative team wanted, they could have easily pinned him as a suspect, not only for the jacket found in the abandoned vehicle, but for his connection to one of the missing women; a fantastical story of betrayal, with evan trying to silence the lawyer who perhaps knew too much likely already being spun by journalists looking for the most jarring headline.

pulling his gaze from an untouched glass of gin, stares across the bar at eyes that seemed to be fixed on him; the assumption that the town’s gossip and suspicion cast upon him would be at the front of their mind.

“i’ve already given a statement — i’m cooperating. so don’t look at me like that.”

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as tempted as he was to give evren a hard time for being the exact opposite of the life of the party, evan bit his tongue and obediently did as requested of him, delivering a cup of juice to the pregnant woman before returning to his seat next to hers, a drink of his own in hand. evan could have been mingling with the crowd, trying to charm the pants off of other guests, but instead he remained by evren’s side, playing the role of a good puppy to deter others from trying to pull evren elsewhere. he of course, would cash this single good deed in at a later date, most likely in conversation with cyrek, to accuse him of being too unruly to take care of his wife during their babyshower. “you feeling alright?” he asks. “why are you torturing yourself with all this? if you and cy needed free shit so bad, you should have just asked. hell, we could have swapped out cars for a baby bash heist, to get you what you need. i never thought you’d throw a party like this.”

[ location: baby shower event ; cap 0/5 ]

If there was one cemented thing about Evren Fawn, it would be her inability to mesh into the crowd regardless of the situation and being the host of the party changed absolutely nothing. Lounging on one of the more comfortable seats where she could supervise the celebration before her, she had chosen to maintain a significant distance from most of the guests — sure, she was playing nice. Had herself nodding to the pleasantries and well-wishes, but it wasn’t to say that she had deliquesced, her mouth sewn and thin-lipped whenever one ventured over to ask her to partake more. It was more comfortable for the former assassin and soon-to-be triplet mother to remain like this, and she planned on staying that way for the evening — that was, of course, until she was abruptly tugged from her own little sanctuary. A commotion emanated from across the trailer, and much as she desired to disregard it, her worries battered her mind, telling her that it could have been something valuable being obliterated. She made sure to inspect that her husband was in one-piece, before sending daggers to where the sound had echoed. “If there is some kind of tussle happening, I swear I will not hesitate to kick all of you out.” Well, so much for being civil, she supposed. Pressing two digits against the bridge of her nose, she leaned back. “Sorry — could you, could you help me get one of those drinks? I just don’t feel like moving over there, a little bit too bustling for me and the babies.” It was unlike Evren to ask for assistance, but the enlarged belly increasingly decreased her speed and multiplied her lethargy.

@salemstart​

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having spotted the familiar face sitting on their own from another table, esther silently joined marlowe at one of the tee tables, laying out a shirt she had already covered in paint as she dragged a second and third shirt from the pile of untouched plain tees next to the fabric paints and brushes. she might not have been an artist herself, but when her design is eventually commented on, esther can’t stop herself from laughing. “it’s a bunny !!” she states, defending the blob of pink on her canvas that looks more like an abstract rendition of a cat with long triangular ears than the bunny she claimed it to be. “look━”

with a dry brush, she hovers over each part of the animal, explaining to the artist across from her exactly how it was what she said it was. “this is the fluffy tail, these are the ears, these are the whiskers, this here is the nose, the mouth and these are the eyes !!  now, i’m not saying it’s a good bunny, but if you look at it sideways and squint, you can definitely see it.”

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Cyrek and Evren’s Baby Shower @salemstart​

Children weren’t something that Marlowe spent an abundant amount of free time percolating on. That, coupled with the fact she’d been ignorant of the fact that Cyrek was a father in the first place, made her more than unequipped for something as jovial as a baby shower — an event that had never been designated on her calendar. Alas, she could recognize that attending would be in good nature rather than resign herself as she had a habit of indulging far too often. Though she couldn’t say she was particularly invigorated by any of the tongue in cheek activities that didn’t include paints or brushes. She’d gravitated toward a table where layers of white tee shirts were on display, awaiting their doom, and rather than absorb herself in a full-scale canvas for the triplets’ future nursery, she chose to decorate them three-of-a-kind, matching, all original St. Clair outfits. 

Unintentionally zeroing all her efforts into the intricate designs of a skull on the second pair that was meant to act as a middle ground for a sort of mural that would connect when the babies were lined up, she eventually realized that she wasn’t sitting alone. “… What is that supposed to be?” she inquired, unintentionally impassive while her eyes drifted to her peripheral as she observed their work.

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unfortunately wasn’t able to get on this weekend because i’ve been overwhelmed by starting my final year of uni this week.  did update some of the connections i’ve got for evan & esther though !!   better than doing nothing at all hehe 

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Esther, where do you see yourself in 10 years?

*   ·   ˚    ━━    "married, maybe with a kid or two to call my own..  in a good enough spot to not have to worry about money so much, preferably with a more stable and higher paying job..  as much as i love working at starfox with sera and dustin, i don’t want to be a waitress for the rest of my life.  maybe i will put myself through school afterall."

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Es, isn't it kind of insulting that Cy compares you to his wife so much? I think you're way nicer and more deserving of kindness.

*   ·   ˚    ━━    "i wouldn’t say i’m nicer or more deserving of anything, but it does hurt from time to time.  as you said, evern and i aren’t exactly um..  we’re not really all that similiar, i actually don’t think we have much in common so, it is a bit uncomfortable when he tries to make comparisons or asks me for a feminine perspective on things..  but it’s okay, ‘cause he doesn’t mean any harm by it and it’s not like he’s trying to paint either of us in a negative light.  even if it is unfair."

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ES - do you believe in soulmates?

*   ·   ˚    ━━    "one hundred percent.  i think we all grow up watching movies about true love and destiny and finding a soulmate, and that concept has to come from somewhere, right?  i don’t think people have just one soulmate, and i don’t think a soulmate has to be in the form of a romantic partner either..  so yeah, of course i believe in soulmates.  i really hope they’re real."

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Evan, what's your favorite way to wind down after a long day?

*   ·   ˚    ━━    "depends on what mood i’m in.  normally, i’ll head straight to the coffin club to kick my feet up and spend a couple of hours people watching, the casino to blow some money and hit on the staff for free drinks or the arcade to terrorize the families that are just trying to have a good time.  but if i’m feeling some kinda way: i’ll stick to my home, crashed on the floor with a bottle of gin playing chopin so loud that my neighbours have to make complaints from a few drives down as they try to get their little ones to sleep..  if i don’t pop into sugar’s lounge first."

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Esther, describe your dream vacation?

*   ·   ˚    ━━    "somewhere warm but not too hot, with a flat and open landscape, where my friends and closest loved ones can just get away from the daily norm.  the destination doesn’t matter that much, as long as i’m with the people i love.  my dream vacation is solely based on the idea of being surrounded by good people."

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esther: is your family close knit?

*   ·   ˚    ━━    "sure, they’re very family oriented, i used to see my dedushka and babushka for every other holiday..  i’m sure my parents still see them, unless they’ve..  but i’m definitely not close to any family any more.  it’s been a long time since i’ve had contact with any of them."

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Ev, you ever been in love, pretty boy?

*   ·   ˚    ━━    "people still believe in love?  isn’t that an extremely prehistoric concept?  we’re living in the 21st century, and with the state of the world, why the fuck would anybody buy into that shit?  i think i’m gonna throw up.  monogamy and love is fuck’n boring."

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ev; what are your best memories about your mother?

*   ·   ˚    ━━    "probably the first time she sat down at a piano with me, playing the high notes while i smashed the low notes.  or the first time she came to watch me play on stage in highschool.  granted, i was terrible, but she looked so proud even when the rest of the audience began to murmur about how off tune i was.  just to see her smile like that..  that was why i started taking my lessons seriously, and well..  even now, i’m still learning for her."

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ES, don't you think it's kinda weird helping Cy with his registry stuff?

*   ·   ˚    ━━    "we’re literally friends?  me helping out isn’t much different than ellie or teo helping, only difference is that i’m probably the most qualified to help of the three of us.  and cy can’t be left to do it on his own, have you seen the guy?  unless he drags his heavily pregnant wife along with him, who’s to say he’d actually get the job done?  and i don’t think evern’s ever had any issues with me and cy still being friends, so..  why would it be weird?"

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es; would you consider returning to alaska?

*   ·   ˚    ━━    "never.  i don’t miss the cold or anything else back there.  if anything, i’d move further away..  maybe hawaii or somewhere outside of the states completely, but i am fond of salem, so..  i can’t see myself leaving any time soon."