#cha0tics0uls

[desecrxte]

closed: @cha0tics0uls​

There’s blood dripping down the side of Richie’s temple and he ends up smearing it by trying to wipe it away. How many concussions are too many concussions? He’s not quite sure but he figures he’s struck gold by dating someone who can fix him right up. That, and if he ever needs a quick way to die, he’s pretty sure Alessia would be able to give him some mercy. Groaning, he kicks away the gun their assailant struck him with, bending down to make sure that the guy is indeed dead.

“Hey babe come over here and tell me if he’s breathing. I’m getting tired of getting too close to someone without getting my junior played with.” Richie calls back out to Alessia, the relief that he’s managed to shield her from a stupid oncoming attacker pushing away the anger he felt at the thought of losing her by letting his guard slip just a little. 

[sinsofaleo]

closed starter: @cha0tics0uls​ location: o’riley hq

For some odd reason Gio felt like taking a journey down memory lane. Which in his case, is a bad thing. Anyone with a past like his would say the same thing. Sometimes it’s hard to believe that he once wanted out. This was in the early days when he started from the bottom of the O’Riley ranks. When his own father was breathing down his neck to not fuck it up. At the time, all he wanted was normalcy. Instead he received a life when his parents focused on him learning about drugs. Eventually he gave up hoping for something different. That’s because he didn’t want an out anymore. The O’Rileys became more of a family than his own. Holding a gun to someones head gave him a rush of euphoria that nothing else did. 

When he meets new members for the first time, the first thought that pops into his head is how did they end up here? That’s the one time he gives a shit before they become nothing more than a pawn in his eyes. They don’t matter until they climb the ranks and reach his radar. The same thing happened with the medic that stood in the doorway of his office. Except, she was no longer a pawn. She’s an integral part of the O’Rileys now. Not just because he knows Richie is the biggest simp when it comes to her. 

“Good morning, Alessia. What can I do for you?” he motioned for her to come in before leaning back in his chair.