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Luis relaxed, his other hand having curled at the thought things might escalate. He shook his fist out, with a tsk. Another, teenage delinquent?

He aimed the flashlight to the ground, and out of the man's face, giving him an unimpressed look. "I don't close up, I just guard the place, but I know you need a ticket to be in here after dark.

The state and city parks were somehow more strict than most of the other places he'd had jobs at. Federal money and protected land meant it could be a more serious crime to be fucking around in them.

"Do you have your ticket?"

the voice from behind startles him, yet jasper doesn't jump; instead, he freezes in place as an icy pang of anxiety rolls down his spine. admittedly, walking aimlessly around the town in the wee hours wasn't the most inconspicuous look, but sleep has been evasive lately and jasper needed to escape the four walls of his apartment before his head exploded. then again, he probably should've known better than to slip through a gap in a fence, no matter how peaceful the park beyond it looked to be.

a beat passes before he turns slowly on his heels to face the other with a quick, "my bad, man. sorry." a hand raises to shield his eyes from the glare of the flashlight, hoping to make out the person in front of him as he makes his excuses. "didn't know this place was off limits, i swear the gate was open when i arrived—when did you close up?"

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Most of the places he got sent on jobs too around Briar Glen were not Fort Knox or anything, evidenced by the fact the guy had probably gotten through a hole in the fence, but the story checked out.

Luis sighed. "Yeah, place was just bought up by a developer. I've got to escort you off property." He said, waving the flashlight to get the guy moving.

Given his boredom, he wasn't even bothered to have someone to talk to at least for the moment. "Pretty late to be walking around. Briar Glen seems a pretty safe place, huh?"

ryan was on his way home from a late-night dj set and he thought he'd found a shortcut. but then he heard luis' voice, he turned, hands in the air in mock surrender, "shit. dude, i'm sorry, i had no idea".

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In his six months taking security jobs around Briar Glen, he'd mostly just caught raccoons and the occasional delinquent teenager. This was more interesting than that by a mile.

"Lost, huh." Luis said, sounding skeptical. "I'll tell someone to add more lights around here." He said, swinging his flashlight over to a sign that was in eyeshot that repeated his warning -- NO TRESSPASSING. Not feeling like the interaction needed escalating he nodded over his shoulder.

"Yeah, I'll walk you out. Just be more observant next time." He kept the flashlight trained on the trespasser, but waved it so they knew to keep ahead of Luis as they walked back towards the road.

Maxime jumped, careless, he should have known better of course there would be security." I apologize." They turn towards the other slowly, lifting up their hand." I mean no harm, I just seem to have gotten myself lost, you would think three years in Briar Glen I would know it by heart now and yet." He shrugs his shoulders, a small white lie wouldn't do any harm.

"Would you mind giving me a hand finding my way back?" Max asks him.

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Luis audibly sighed, the adrenaline ebbing away.

"Well the shops are closed." He said, approaching the woman and lowering the flashlight, so it wasn't blinding her. He was getting ready to just shoo her from the property, but paused furrowing his brow.

"A purple giraffe? That thing is a giraffe?" He asked, flashlight swinging to land on a dumpster that was peeking out from the alleyway. "Uh, I tossed it." He said, matter-of-factly. He didn't sound apologetic, because he wasn't. It had looked like trash to him.

               Hands were quick to lift at the sudden yelling. Was it the brightest move to go trudging around in the middle of the night in search of some toy for one of the kids? In no imagination was it. Could Aniyah sleep without searching for it? Absolutely not. ❝Sorry, sorry,❞ apologies fell. ❝I tried calling earlier but there wasn't an answer. Have you seen a purple giraffe anywhere, by chance? It's a very long story but I'm just trying to find the stuffed thing.❞

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This security job was getting to him. It wasn't just the late nights, he'd done a lot of that as a body guard. No, it was the absolute solitude. It added a level to the boredom.

It was the second time he'd come outside to go around the perimeter of the building. Mostly he was just kicking dirt around, but he diligently swung his flashlight around and caught movement.

"Hey!" Luis yelled, knowing the sound would spook any animal away. Just in case it was a person, he added forcefully, "This is private property!"

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Arthur Leander in Station Eleven 1x03, Hurricane

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✧ ┆ ( GAEL GARCIA BERNAL, MALE, HOMOSEXUAL, HE/HIM ). Not everyone can say they’ve been to Briar Glen, but LUIS MEDILLA, a 45-YEAR-OLD, SECURITY GUARD, has lived in Briar Glen for SIXMONTHS. This is the city for development and they know it. Living in this extensive town means you meet all kinds of people, we can’t wait to meet and see how LUIS develops.

Open Starters ~ Bio

BASIC INFORMATION ( more will be added HERE )

FULL NAME: Luis Ignacio Monserrat Medilla NICKNAME(S):  When he lived in L.A. his friends and close acquaintances used his middle name or Nacho. At work he'd go by his last name. PREFERRED NAME(S): He was once engaged. She called him Lou. He liked that. BIRTH DATE: January 11 GENDER: Male PRONOUNS: He/Him SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Homosexual NATIONALITY: Mexican-American LIVING CONDITIONS: Lives in a tiny apartment that he fills with plants, eventually would love to have a garden.  OCCUPATION: Security Guard

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

FACE CLAIM: Gael Garcia Bernal EYE COLOR: Green  HAIR COLOR: Dark Brown and going gray  HEIGHT: 5'6" BUILD: Stocky and sturdy. EXERCISE HABITS: Weight training for strength and running to keep him agile. TATTOOS: None visible  MARKS/SCARS: Quite a few scars from fights and his last job. NOTABLE FEATURES: Nose crooked. He's taken a few punches to the face.

SHORT BIO:

Luis worked in personal security in L.A. Easily underestimated for being under six feet in a field where height and bulk are the ideal, Luis has always had to rely on the unexpected. Known for fighting dirty and on occasion leaving people much more hurt than is necessary, it’s not surprising that one day he took it too far on a job. He’s moved to Briar Glen mostly to outrun his reputation, and a past that taught him to be nothing but ruthless. He’s taken a simple security job, which is late nights, alone patrolling. He hopes the isolation will keep him out of trouble.

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Happy Birthday to Gael García Bernal!

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Jack Russell + smiling

Werewolf by Night (2022)

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Undercover: ‘Anatomicouture’ Ribcage Leather Jacket (2013)

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Cassandro (2023, dir Roger Ross Williams)

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Everything below this post is going to be archived.

Raymond Murdoch

Benedict Gao

Birdie Fields

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marcusxconway​:

Marcus had had phone calls to the radio station all morning. People wanted news, they wanted comfort, they wanted someone to listen to their concerns. To tell them that everything was okay in their small town. He decided to make his way down to the scene in the centre of town, to see everything for himself. Maybe he needed that for himself too, it was his home.

He spotted Ray and raised a brow. He made his way towards the line. “Hey, old man,” he joked lightly. “I mean, it doesn’t exactly look great. You being over there. You know people are saying it’s a crime scene? What are you up to behind there?”

Ray sighed, “Yeah, I heard.” The longer he had mulled over his grief and the past he had started listening to the irrational part of himself. He’d bought an old school radio tuning into the police chatter on nights he worked himself ragged. He’d heard the call go out and heard the scrambled confusion about how fast the fire was moving. Of course this was a crime scene.

“I just, needed to see for myself. I needed to...” And it was just a theory so he wouldn’t voice it yet, but he’d gotten something in his head and it was driving him crazy. “I’m not going to miss something this time.” He said, “Not with this fire.”

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Harriet had made her way to the town hall when she’d heard the news. There was no way she could sleep and she needed to be out there. She noticed Ray in the crowd and started to follow the older man. “Not bad… just why are you over there?” She looked at him. “What if you get hurt? And you don’t want to mess with any evidence. What if someone did this on purpose?”

Ray looked around and noticed people rounding the corner, so he rushed back over to Harriet and back past the caution tape. 

“I know, I know.” Ray whispered, “But that’s all I’ve been able to think about. I just thought if I could take a look, get some pictures, I don’t know maybe I could make a connection... find something I missed all those years ago.” Ray said, slowly losing steam as he realized he probably sounded crazy.

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raphicoolidge​:

He heard the man, hell he felt a tinge of a punch to the gut when Julian’s visions were mentioned—partially because he felt for a the man who’d lost his other half and part for the surefire grin, laugh, the bouquet of flowers he would’ve received from Julian himself once the motel was up and running should he still be in the picture, “I do know the visions, just take a look…I don’t think you’ll hate it. I don’t think he’d hate it.” He said, tapping the binder he’d set down in a rhythmic manner, in tune with his swig of the cold beer before sitting comfortably cross legged on the dusty and plastic covered flooring. 

“It’s inevitable. This place is a sanctuary, it’s always been a sanctuary, it’s only now getting it’s due acknowledgement. The pushback too is inevitable. The process of development can only be pushed off for so long… it’s better to change. Move forward. Way I see it, it benefits everyone really. The festival’s just the start. The motel too, in a couple years has a lot of potential. And I mean a lot, people want that local feel, this place could offer that. No doubt about it.”  He told the man through swigs, relaxing his legs then too out of criss-cross, “But yeah- sure, there’s a lot of pushback now…down the road though. Can’t see how it doesn’t benefit everyone really…” 

Ray brought the binder closer, was taken by the weight of the thing, very light for how heavy the situation felt. “Of course, I’ll take a look. I wish I could promise that I’ll be objective about this, but I think I left all my objectivity when I left journalism.” He joked. 

“A couple of years.” Ray nodded, Julian had had plans, of that he was sure, just hadn’t had the time to enact them, let alone tell him half of them. And yes he was a little bitter about that, which is why he’d even accepted meeting with Raphi in the first place. He drank from his bottle.

“I’m not opposed to change, but I get being wary of it. Reported on my fair share of gentrified projects that only really benefited the developers, you know. Julian, he didn’t really talk much about his family but I got the distinct feeling he was trying to do something different than his folks.” Ray shrugged, “Maybe that’s why he specifically wanted this place. Like you said, to protect the local feel of the place. I don’t know.” He sighed, finishing off his beer. 

Raphi sounded sincere and honest, so Ray asked, “Had you been looking into buying this place?” Ray found out Julian had staked his claim on the motel quite a few years ago when he took the project over, probably keeping it off the market with the plan to remodel it when they moved back. 

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Ray was sleep deprived. The official reopening date was coming up for the motel and he’d been working around the clock to get everything ready. So maybe he wasn’t in his right mind as he crossed the caution tape very early one morning after the fire. 

He wasn’t even a few steps onto the City Hall premises when he heard someone behind him. Ray put up his gloved hands, “I know this looks bad, just let me explain.”