#leo/tox

[sopping-wet-cat-wizard]

LONG-HAIR TOX LET'S GOOOOOOOOO!

The nose ring and the gold jewelry is fire. 👌

I love that Leo has the fiery personality and Tox being the cool, calm, and collected one. They're perfect menaces to each other ('Ztarrie' is so cute omg).

...huh, forgot how doomed they are, too.

me realizing i havent ever posted my intial designs for tox and leo/ive stopped talked about ttos as a whole:

[trickstertox]

I refuse to admit I like some characters from SOAP Operas.

Posing courteous of Montu/Mon2 on ToyHouse.

[zumitozumzeig]

Una setmana després d'acabar l'edició d'aquest any del D'A, uns quants Zumitos tenen ganes de comentar algunes sessions que han vist al festival. 👀

🧃 No oblideu que la pròxima reunió serà el dimarts 15 de 19:00 a 21:00 al Zumzeig Bistrot. Si esteu per Barcelona i us interessa participar en un fanzín col·lectiu sobre cinema, veniu sense por!

[ratbastardz]

MASC SCIENTIST – NPT / ID PACK — ★

System names: The Alchemist, The Rabbit Hole Of Science, The Wonders Of Discovery, The Answer Seekers, The Earth Travelers, The Learners Of Truth, The Periodic System Of Elements, The Researchers

Names: Arthur, Isaac, Atlas, Benjamin, Jonas, Dimitri, Christian, Andreas, Carson, Erwin, Jacques, Leo, James, Louis, Thomas, Vincent, Axon, Alan, Bill, Edward

Pronouns: he/him, hy/hym, hx/hxm, h?/h?m, DNA/DNAs, chem/chems, vial/vials, lab/labs, cell/cells, sci/science, tox/toxic, bio/bios , experi/experis, goggle/goggles, haz/hazard, test/tests, subject/subjects, electro/electros, mole/cule, atom/atoms, dis/cover, geni/genius, beaker/beakers, micro/scope, lab/coat, test/tube, petri/dish, clamp/clamps, burner/burners, carbon/dioxide, alka/line, tele/scope, study/studys, clean/cleans, 🧬/🧬s, 📋/📋s, 💉/💉s, 🧫/🧫s, 🧪/🧪s, 🔭/🔭s, 🥼/🥼s, 🥽/🥽s, 🔬/🔬s, ⚗️/⚗️s

Titles: He Who Has All The Answers, He Who Studies, He Who Works Relentlessly, He Who Experiments, He Who Balances Chemicals, He Who Craves Knowledge, He Who Seeks The Truth, He Who Creates Compounds, He Who Creates, He Who Destroys, He Who Creates And Destroys, He Who Creates But Never Destroys, He Who Holds Vials, He Who Is Intellectually Inclined, He Who Has Reached A Breakthrough, He Who Is Ever So Brilliant

(He/him is used for the purpose of the theme, it can be swapped for any pronoun :3!!)

Labels: scientist xenination, scientystian, lorciaen, abandonedlabmulviboard, sciencehubris, syrtubicien, scientistmagic, magicscientist,magiencetion, parasitelexic, scientist alterhuman, scientist nonhuman, scientist kin, scientist occuden, geniusscientist, weirdsciencegender, madscientistgender, chemigender, scientistkinic, madscihoppian, mukerix, madscientistaesic, acisciengender, vilegender, selfspersciic, experistudial, bloodvialic

Other: science lover userboxes, scientist alter blinkies

See also: Fem vers (has a lot of the same stuff but is more masc oriented.)

[ahedderick]

Archer

I've been pretty busy this morning, so far, and I'm just about to get back to grips with the archer wip. I smell vaguely of copper-tox, clorox, and an oil-vinegar mix. Copper-tox because Leo has thrush on his great big feets, so every morning I have to clean them and douse him with the greenish gook. Some of his lovely white 'feathers' are greenish, now, as is a patch on my forearm. Hurrah for the lovely colors of copper, I like them so much better in a tube of paint or a mineral specimen. Clorox because, my kitchen. Yuk. And oil-vinegar because I want to put two found-item-art pieces in the show, and I'm using it on a wooden box instead of varnish.

A couple of pieces of semi-ruined belts, some old wood, and some worn denim. It'll either be art - or it won't. Ok - cracking my knuckles - time to get to work on the archer, water, and foliage.

[sopping-wet-cat-wizard]

✨Swizard's Tag Masterpost✨

🎉Party Crashers Tags:

For this section, formatting follows this pattern: "#main tag (#personal tag)"

#sophist (#purple wizard menace) #king of skill (#green nerd king) #vernias (#pink fluffy angel) #tcnick3 (#orange floral prince)

💕RPF Ship Names:

The following are not labeled in the order I find most aesthetically pleasing, not necessarily by favorite. :3

🧮Core Four Ships:

(Ships only consisting of the core four members of the Party Crashers.)

#poly crashers - Involves all 4 #tcking3 - Nick/Brent #tcsoph3 - Nick/Sophist #tcvern3 - Nick/Vern #king of soph OR #breevee - Brent/Sophist #king of vern - Brent/Vern #sophvern - Sophist/Vern

💌Miscellaneous Ships:

(Ships that includes OCs and self-inserts. May or may not feature a PC member.)

#mon cheroi - Brent/Cherie (WOTC) #mon cherarque - Bertrand/Cherie (WOTC) #cherie crash - Cherie/Crashing (WOTC) #prince of soph - Betrand/Sophist (WOTC) #leevee - Leo/Sophist (TTOS) #toxleo - Tox/Leo (TTOS)

🐈‍⬛Personal Tags:

These tags are a bit less consistent in their content but are no less important and are utilized enough to be relevant.

#the swizard rambles - Add ons to another's post or ramblings within the tags of another's post OR non-pc related posts (this tag is a mess. enjoy!) #serious swizard tag - A tag for serious conversations or topics. #swizard writings - Drabbles or other short story writings #swizard doodles - Any drawings or self-made art #swizard's artistic mischief - Miscellaneous creative creations, such as editing existing images or picrews #the cat themself - Any sort of illustration of the persona Swizard (includes picrews) #lil' apprentice - Pictures and videos of my IRL cat

🏘️Community Tags:

This section will be divided into two categories: shenanigans and fan-made content.

👀Shenanigans:

#pc com shenanigans - Lovely examples of the community being silly with each other. #swizard's maidpocalypse - Various members of the pc rpf community in very pretty little maid picrews!

🎨Fan-Made Content:

(Mostly AUs.)

#the weight of the crown - AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA (this will get it's own masterpost one day) (Original work created by @/pen--anon) #the taste of sugar - King of Soph AU with Sophist being an escort for a rich client code-named "King". (Original idea created by @/starry-sophrosyne) #skill and spill - King of Soph and Tcvern3 coffee shop AU! Brent and Vern work at a coffee shop! Nick and Eevee are customers! Brent sometimes gets grumpy, but when he gets home, at least he can play video games with his mysterious online friend 'Sofist'. (Idea created by @/toadettely) #band au - My unnamed Tcvern3 Band AU. Sophist and Nick want to make a band, so Sophist convinces Nick to go out to a bar so they can find a singer. #pc dw au - Introducing the PC! As toons! It's an AU based on Dandy's World! (Created by @/alumirare) #the curse of the ztar au - Eevee was experimenting on a star, caused it to explode, and created the first ztar. He goes on to curse Brent and Nick who are fighting a war against each other. Silly little alien Vernias comes along to save Nick, also gets cursed. Shenanigans ensue! (Idea by @/deadtiredvictor) #pc go au - A tcvern3 AU inspired by Good Omens featuring demon!Nick and angel!Vernias. (Created by @/under-the-ground-fanfics) #pc phasmophobia au - Phasmophobia hijinks ensue as our group of four use their special skills in this dangerous business! Spirits love Vern, Sophist loves cursed items, and Nick's got luck on his side! If all else fails, Brent has a secret trick up his sleeve.... (Created by @/honeybombgoesboom)

If you made it this far, have a piece of candy. 🍬

[roocomehome]

List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to simblrs whose sims you adore 🖤

thank you juney for this ask!!! I'm sorry for it being so late, been too lazy and wtv to answer it (and other asks) 🥲

Leo McNamara

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...Facts under the cut because it isn't a "list 5 facts" or some version of OC lore ask if I don't absolutely DUMP lore

1. Leo is Welsh with a sprinkle of Irish and Kyrgyz. His father is Welsh/Irish, and his mother is (also) Welsh/Kyrgyz- In terms of an accent, Leo has a mix of a Welsh and Irish accent, Welsh being moreso prominent. Leo changed his birth name just for ease of speech for others and doesn't really embrace his birth name which is Llŷr Mawr-rwyce-Kulov (First surname Welsh, second Kyrgyz - Mawr-rwyce is actually a very old Welsh surname and while it was insisted that his late ancestors change it to Maurice, they didn't falter and have kept it going, it seems Leo decided to break that stride however 🫡)- Leo has in fact legally changed his name and generally avoids telling people his birth name. Even though his first name was just chosen randomly, his last name is actually his father's mother's (so his grandma) maiden name (Her's was MacNamara, Leo went with a more... "modern"(?) spelling of the surname).

2. His hair is not naturally pink (duh), or should i say reddish-pink, whatever- anyways, he's naturally a strawberry blondie, and started actually dying his hair around 16 years old (his parents were pissed bc it was w/o permission), starting with a brown color and then didn't redye it for a couple years (17-20) and then for his 21st birthday, he got mega-drunk, made a stupid decision to dye his hair pink and has since stuck with pink, this continued decision stemmed from "just a stupid decision" to "I actually really love this color," this also was a sort of step out of his toxic masculinity that he struggled with for oh so long 🥲

3. To segway into this fact, i'm gonna stem off the last sentence from the prev fact- Leo grew up in a VERY toxic home, of which i won't go into detail to spare TWs and stuff 😪 and in that home, he was thrown into the swing of toxic masculinity and severe anger issues, his parents didn't gaf about his mental health or stability and never took him for therapy or anger management and was only financially able and mentally ready to start going to therapy around 19-20 years old. It was very effective for him, however his anger tends to seep through the cracks sometimes... (which MAY become evident later on in him and roo's little story)

4. Lots of hair talks it seems: Leo's hairstyle always changed, he never cared for his hair and was, surprisingly, fine with it being long (surprisingly just due to his Tox Masc), but his parents? Nope, they were reckless and would leave him with choppy haircuts and shitty buzzcuts, he would fight back but inevitably give up in these haircutting sessions. He still doesn't care about his hair length and lets it grow out, which you'll have seen in any Reo/Leo post :)

5. Leo is very awkward when it comes to flirting, he usually doesn't fumble his words but when it came to flirting, especially to Roo, it was like trying to speak while falling down a hill- In the early Reo posts (aka college days), you'll notice that Leo usually seems pretty... awkward or "uncomfortable"/anxious, which is true, he has a hard time throwing and receiving compliments, which if you paid attention to facial expressions, you'll notice that the Leo in Roo's dream is not awkward! Which was intentional, Roo imagined Leo to be very... not anxious and stutter-y, which of course isn't Leo's true character, but that's not to say Leo isn't a little bit poetic and a little romantic, he just has a hard time expressing it... :P

[funkyfoxolotl]

Dew: tox, man the booth, lily grab the kitty… we’ve got a Leo to catch

You guys might want this, for no fun in fungus in perticular

(Thanks for the ask! I saw the reblog and was working on something but this makes it easier!)

“Ohmigosh! Therapy! And a kitty! Is that a me sticker!? This is just what we need! Guys, let’s take a break over here!”

“Leo, this might help ya-…..Leo? Leo!? Donnie, Mikey, did Leo tell you he was going somewhere!?”

“No! Leo! Leo! We are not doing a find No Fun in Fungus Leo tag! Come out already! LEO!”

(Whoopsies, therapy might have to wait.)

@tmntaucompetition

@daboyau

@phoebepheebsphibs

Reference for the edit/trace under read more!

[starry-sophrosyne]

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In every universe. “It’s always you, isn’t it?”

Her voice is thick with a fading resistance, more tired than it is accepting. Accepting of her fate.

“Always us,” he corrects, without a hint of anger. It’s a reminder of their fate, just as cruel to him as it is her. “Always me and you.”

“Never them.” She finishes.

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[ketamie]

just commenting on some gay furry visual novel moments from pictures on my phone.

this was the moment when my faghag was coming to the realization that her crush (leo) was in fact literally crazy and insane and that it might have not been the best look for her to simp for him so hard. this was probably like the 20th time i (and the game) pointed this out to her and all she did was hold this expression long enough for me to take a picture of her. such an iconic moment i’d give it like a 10/10 .you can just tell she’s about to start seeing a therapist over this

^^^^^^^^^^^

this was taken during my second playthrough of leo’s route. preceding this we’re shown that he has punched holes in his wall due to his anger issues. of course i appreciate any moment where this simple fact is brought to light. when my faghag saw this with me she just said “awww”.

i think this moment is adastra is the first one which is like hdjfdgfhdjfskdsjdskdjdfhdsjs. well it was a cute moment i think amicus is just a little silly like he’s just a silly little wolf. of course tox (yes that’s what we named our main character. tox like professor tox) was like lol & lmao and amicus got offended. well i personally would have said yes.

this was the first and only part where i got legitimately mad at amicus like i felt so trivialized by this. oh we “primates”. he made comments about humans before and all of them were justified just not this. oh our rhythms. and sticks and rocks. fuck you. who the fuck do you think yuo are. i’m willing to cite a hrh collection video whenever i see this. im literally getting mad all over agina

this crazy moment literally drove me up the wall like i couldn’t contain myself i had to laugh. he literally looks sad in a reassuring way of course this would get explicitly mentioned in a gay furry visual novel. because a gay man wrote it. because obviously. i mean it’s kind of one of those things where yes but you shouldn’t say it. what makes this scene even funnier to me is the fact that wolves (yes that’s his like. yeah) are literally homophobic like in a way that’s so jvhfdfdjds like its just funny to me because i can totally imagine his like moodboard in this moment. well i think he should get over himself but i’m homophobic so. also i don’t know where else to say this but i just want to bring to attention how comically huge his tits are. like there’s no reason for him to breast so boobily but here he is anyway. i bet my ex catholic friend would say a slur if i showed her this

i think i started crying a little when this moment happened just because she’s like so right. of course she’s this game’s girlboss character all of them need to have one. i mean there’s context for this yes the crazy egyptian dog is gay no that’s not why she’s saying this. i’m not going to elaborate of course i just want her back. i’d literally blow all my cash just to see her. you know what i mean. thanks for reading

[hexusproductions]

My Villainous OCs + social media

Entirely because Demencia was scrolling through ‘Instagrim’ in the pilot. For argument’s sake we’ll say that it’s still Instagram but with a name change and not some sort of villain-exclusive version of the site (it’s probably not, since Aldo Maldonado had posts on it)

Pleonexia

None. She never used much social media in the past because she didn’t think there was anything in her life worth posting about, and now she doesn’t think it’s a good idea to post pictures or anything considering she’s a supervillain.

Crow

Twitter, Instagram. Rarely posts, mainly uses it to keep up to date and look at stuff he enjoys. Posts vague updates about his mental health. Has lyrics from an Ed Sheeran song in his bio.

Piper

Instagram, Snapchat. Little snippets of her singing covers of songs, cute outfits she’s wearing, the occasional selfie in front of a crime scene or a tied-up hero. Follows every single villain account she finds and likes every single one of Demencia’s posts. (Note: If anyone would have a TikTok account, it’s her)

Morendo

Instagram, Piper made him get Snapchat. Also posts covers, though much longer, and a lot more from popular musicals. There’s a couple accidentally-on-purpose hot selfies in there. If Remy’s okay with it he’ll post some pics of Remy on there, along with pics of him and Remy together. There’s a few pics of Dylan but they’re usually blurry, make Dylan look like a gremlin, or because Dylan’s done something to piss him off and Morey wants an outlet for that (anything with Piper and/or Dylan in it is tagged with #siblings).

Heddy

People have sworn that he has an account on something but no-one can ever find it. If anyone asks, he’ll say that he’s a private person who doesn’t like posting online, or that he has an account but only uses it to follow people. He’s probably shown up on whatever Tox uses while they’ve been out together.

Noc

All his accounts are work accounts. There’s one for his nightclub, and one for The Black Rose. Loves retweeting posts/pictures people have posted while having a good time at the former. Also good for keeping track of any photos of inside The Black Rose because that’s strictly not allowed and he needs to take care of that.

Titan

Twitter and Instagram. Twitter is largely to keep up with people, posts more on Instagram. Lost followers when he came out, which was disheartening, but he doesn’t feel as bad about it anymore. There’s a lot more stuff featuring Leo in there now (on his main account). Has an account for himself, Theo, and one for himself as Titan (like Peter Parker also having an account for Spiderman) because he’s still trying to keep his identity a secret. On the Titan account there’s a video of Fenwick attacking him while the ‘Get your fucking dog bitch!’ Vine audio plays over it.

Jackdaw

None. He used to have a Twitter account but he deactivated it shortly before leaving home.

[lilacmoon83]

Finding You Always

Also on Fanfiction.net and A03

Chapter 166: Walking the Wire

David looked over at her out of the corner of his eye, as Regina drove them and they sat in her backseat. He reached over and took her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Are you okay?" he asked, as she stared out the car window, watching the cityscape pass them by.

"No...I don't think I am," she said, choking back a sob. He hummed in agreement.

"I guess that was a dumb question...okay seems like a pipe dream right now," he agreed.

"Emma's gone...and now our son is dating a murderer. Except, he doesn't remember he's our son and that he's actually in love with someone else," she said bitterly.

"Hey...I know. I hate this too, but we're going to fix all of this," he promised.

"We can't David! Emma is dead," she stated angrily and he swallowed the lump in his throat.

"Even if we fix everything else...Emma is gone forever," she cried, as he took her in his arms.

"And Leo is in serious danger, because he doesn't remember who Nick really is and if I lose one of our little boys…" she sobbed against his chest.

"No...I won't let it happen. I'm going to be watching him like a hawk and I will lock him up in prison where he belongs," he promised.

"Leo's going to be devastated...he loves Elsa. He'd never willingly be with someone else...this is..." she said, but she couldn't even say that word out the fear that her sorrow for her little boy would swallow her.

"He would never consent to that monster," she growled.

"I know...believe me, I want to rip his throat out," he agreed.

"But... we'll help him through this, just like we always have. And Elsa will understand that it's not his fault," he assured her.

"I know...I just keep thinking about how that could have been us. They could have cursed either or both of us to be with other people," she said, shuddering at that. He shuddered too. He had never had a desire to be with anyone but her and never would. He hated how all their lives had been torn apart yet again. And this time...their family had suffered a devastating loss and he was afraid they would never be quite the same. He knew they would endure and their love would help them survive it...but nothing would ever be the same without Emma.

"This is never going to work," Regina warned.

"It has to...we can't lose Lucy too," David replied. She nodded in agreement, before getting out and going to his door. He was waiting for her and opened it with a smug smile.

"Roni...it was such a pleasant surprise hearing from you. Won't you come in?" he asked. She faked a smile and nodded, as they went inside.

~*~

The Enchanted Forest 2

Storybrooke year - 2023

The portal opened and deposited them in a forest, which was very similar to the ones they knew in the other realms.

"Huh...if I didn't know any better, I'd say we're home," Robin commented.

"I suppose we better find Rose Red's palace," Belle said, as they trekked further into the forest. As they walked through a clearing, Emma had an eerie feeling and noticed a suspicious pile of brush in the middle of the clearing. Just as Elsa was about to step through it, Emma pulled her back.

"Emma...what are you doing?" she asked. Emma responded by using a large stick to trigger what she thought to be a trap. Elsa cried out, as the snapping jaws of a bear trap sprang up before them.

"Damn...that's one hell of a trap," Kristoff commented.

"How did you know there was a trap there?" Anna questioned. Emma smirked.

"My mother was a bandit and she used to set all kinds of traps to catch game. But this one was so obvious that it was definitely set by a novice. A stupid one," she commented.

"Excuse me...how dare you call me stupid! I was a King, you know!" a voice said, as a man emerged from the bushes, with a slithering-like man riding his coattails. Emma raised an eyebrow.

"The only reason I have to live in this blasted forest is because my traitorous niece ousted me from my Throne and then riff raff like you comes along and spoils my perfectly laid trap!" he complained.

"You must be John…" Emma said, with an amused smirk.

"That's King John! And I don't believe I have ever met you!" he growled in return.

"No...but you met my parents. Snow White and Prince David…" she responded.

"Them! They're the reason I had to flee that new land and lost another Throne! Prepare to taste my blade!" he said, as he extracted a dagger.

"Is this guy serious?" Kristoff muttered.

"He's worse than the Duke of Wesselton," Anna joked, laughing at him.

"Sire...I don't think we should be picking any fights," Sir Hiss advised.

"Shut up Hiss...you're spoiling my big moment!" John warned.

"Wait...hold on, this guy has a lisp and his name is Hiss?" Kristoff asked, as they all chuckled a little.

"Sure is...and as much fun as this is, we do not have time for it," Belle reminded.

"Quite right...we have our families to save," Robin agreed, as they moved on.

"Don't you dare walk away from the great Prince John! I am a force to be reckoned with, you know!" he said, as he threw a rock in their direction and Hiss threw one too. Unfortunately, it bounced off another rock and hit John right in the forehead.

"Owe...Hiss…" he growled, as he promptly lost consciousness.

"Oh dear...sorry Sire," he said, as the group they had just encountered moved on and made their way to the castle in the distance. As they did, Kristoff was still chuckling.

"Kristoff…" Anna chided.

"Oh come on...it's funny," he said. She gave him a look and he cleared his throat.

"Okay...not funny," he muttered, as he gave Emma a sideways glance when Anna wasn't glaring at him.

"It's funny right...I mean, Sir Hiss has a lisp. It's funny," he murmured. Emma smirked and shook her head.

"I suppose it's kind of funny, in a really juvenile way," she agreed.

"See...I knew you'd get it. You're David's kid," he said, happy with himself, as they reached the gates. Once they did, they were stopped by the Royal Guard.

"State your business," the lead guard said gruffly.

"It's imperative that we have an audience with Queen Rose Red and Prince Fandral," Emma said.

"No one just has an audience with the Queen, girl," he responded gruffly.

"Woman," she corrected.

"And I know them...they're friends. My name is Emma...just tell them and they'll know me," she implored.

"We'll do no such thing. Now leave...or else," he growled.

"Stand down Brundy," a strong voice called and one that sounded so familiar to Emma that it made her heart ache. The guard was immediately bowing.

"Your Highness," he said, as Fandral stood before them. Beside him stood a blonde teenager about Summer's age and Emma was struck by how much this girl looked like she did at that age.

"Emma...is that you?" Fandral asked. She smiled and nodded.

"Are your parents here?" he asked, looking around.

"Actually no...that's why we're here," Emma replied.

"Yes...there has been another curse. Our families are in danger and we have no idea where this curse took them," Robin explained.

"Aphrodite told us of the library that you and Rose Red are guardians of. She said if there was any way to find them...the answer may rest in one of the books here," Belle continued.

"How awful...another curse. Come...we'll tell Rose what is going on immediately and then we'll help you search," he said, motioning them along. Emma smiled and followed him.

"Thank you…" she said. He smiled.

"Emma...you and your parents are like family. There is nothing Rose and I will not do to help," he assured, as he led them inside the palace.

~*~

"Any change in that little girl? Lucy was it?" the desk nurse asked, as Jenna filed another chart from one of her patients.

"No...and I'm baffled. I can't find anything wrong. No wounds or injuries and her tox screen is completely clean," she replied in frustration.

"You're one of the best, Jenna...but maybe it's time to call in a specialist. I worked with this doctor a few months ago and he was incredibly gifted. Maybe you could consult him?" the nurse suggested. At this point, Jenna would try anything to save this little girl. There was just something about her and all of this that made her feel like lives depended upon it. The death of a child destroyed families all the time, but for some reason, she felt there was even more at stake here, though she couldn't put her finger on why.

"Do you have his card?" she asked. The nurse smiled and nodded, as she gave it to her.

"Doctor Anthony Narita," Jenna read, as she dialed his number.

~*~

Cassidy's shift was finally ending and he punched out, as he prepared to head to the station to make his daily report. He took his phone out, as he was walking toward his car and saw that he had a text from Weaver.

"I'm not at the station tonight. Come to the hospital when you're done," he read from the screen. Cassidy shrugged and suddenly noticed that he was surrounded by a few of the other guards.

"Uh...can I help you?" Cassidy asked.

"The boss wants to see you," one of the guards said. Cassidy knew better though. This was an ambush, which meant Clayton was onto him. He reacted with a punch to one of the guards and started to run, but he was tackled by another. He felt something blunt strike him on the back of the neck and everything went black.

~*~

"I must say...I'm still surprised by your call, though not unhappy," Baron said, as he poured a couple glasses of scotch and handed on to her.

"I got the impression last time I was at your bar that you had no interest in me," he mentioned.

"Well...things change," Roni responded, as she downed the scotch, welcoming the burning liquid sliding down her throat. It was pretty much the only way she was going to get through this. She hoped Snow and David were able to quickly find the chalice, because she seriously did not like how Samdi was looking at her right now. He chuckled and gave her a refill.

"The little girl...Lucy is it?" he asked. She paused, as she raised the glass to her lips and gave him a scrutinizing look.

"How did you know?" she questioned. He shrugged.

"I noticed her and her mother have been around you lately and guessed. I know there is young Bobby that you are fond of as well, but if it were Bobby, I suspect you could not be drawn away from Mary's side," he mentioned. She shot him an icy gaze.

"Mary is my...very dear friend and your son put her and her child through hell," she reminded. He nodded, taking her criticism in stride.

"I do not pretend to understand Franklin's expertise in the psychological sciences. Obviously, he mis-diagnosed Ms. Blanchard's dissociative identity disorder, but then we all make mistakes," he offered.

"Forcing pills down her throat and his orderlies leaving bruises on her was hardly a mistake. Trust me, if her...David Nolan had his way, both your son and Clayton Stavros would be behind bars right now," she warned.

"I believe Franklin deserves the benefit of the doubt, but I don't disagree about the Collector. He has an evil way about him...pretending to be her brother with forged documents and trying to rip a child away from her is truly dastardly. But I daresay, Mary is lucky to have someone like Detective Nolan in her corner," he leered, as he sipped at his drink.

"David is a good friend...and someone who will always seek justice, especially for the people he cares about," Roni responded in a neutral tone. Samdi smirked.

"Though it's quite clear that those two are more than friends," he mentioned. Roni pursed her lips.

"Sometimes there are certain people in this world that simply belong together. That's Mary and David," she answered.

"Oh, I wholeheartedly agree...some people are just meant to be," he leered, as he towered over her with a look that instantly told her they were no longer talking about Mary and David. She looked away uncomfortably and finished her drink.

"Ah...I've made you uncomfortable. I apologize, but you can't blame a gentleman for trying, especially when it comes to a woman as beautiful as you," he added smoothly. She turned back and forced a smile.

"Not at all," she lied.

"I guess I'm just a bit preoccupied...with Lucy," she confessed.

"Yes...such a terrible thing. If only there was something someone could do to save her," he mentioned.

"If only," she agreed, getting a bit nervous, as he looked at her with a passionate gaze. She didn't want to kiss him, but if she pulled away, he would be more suspicious than she suspected he already was. And getting caught meant Lucy could die, so she did not resist when he pressed his lips to hers. Her eyes opened and met his once their lips parted and he smiled softly.

"That was nice," he said. She nodded in agreement.

"It was," she stated.

"Do you think they've had enough time?" he asked. Her brow furrowed in confusion.

"What?" she asked.

"Do you think Snow White and her prince have had enough time to pilfer through my home?" he questioned with an edge in his voice and she blanched.

"You are a very poor actress, my Queen...a good poker face, you don't have," he said and she gasped, as he rushed toward his office. She hurried after him and cried out to them to give them some kind of warning, though it wouldn't do any good.

~*~

It was eternally lucky for them that Baron Samdi hadn't bothered to lock the door once he let Roni in. Picking a lock on the window probably would have been easy for Snow, but disarming what looked like a state of the art security system would have been an obstacle. Luckily, it wasn't armed and they slipped into his residence without incident. They looked at each other and David nodded toward the hallway. He took her hand and led her quietly down the hallway, peering in darkened rooms, as they went. He motioned with his head and they quietly made their way into what appeared to be his office.

"You think he'd really hide in his office?" she whispered.

"If my gut is right...and I think it is, because look at those shelves," he replied quietly, as she looked at the various trinkets.

"Shrunken heads and junk?" she asked. He smirked.

"Trophies," he corrected.

"Why would a cheap little shrunken head be a trophy?" she asked and then realized what he was getting at.

"Oh, you don't think these…" she started to say, as she dropped one of them back onto the shelf.

"Real people?" she asked, horrified by that. He shrugged.

"He is into some pretty dark magic and instead of taking hearts…" he said, trailing off.

"Ugh…" she whimpered, as she shook her hand off and wiped it off on her jeans. He chuckled at her antics, as he continued to poke around the shelves.

"If it's glowing...wouldn't he conceal it where it can't be seen?" she wondered. He smiled at her indulgently.

"Yes he would…" he said, as he knocked on the spine of one of the books on the shelves.

"A hallow book," she said, sharing his smile, as he tipped it down and panel in the wall where an expensive painting adorned it, spun around.

"Talk about a Scooby-Doo moment," Snow commented, as the glow of the chalice filled the office.

"We got it," he said, as he took it in his hand.

As he said that though, they heard Regina cry out to them and David scrambled toward her, only to find that Facilier's grandson had slipped in behind them and it quickly became clear that this was an ambush, as he put a gun to Snow's head.

"Get your hands off her," David growled, as the man took her arm, as he held her hostage at gunpoint.

"I'm afraid that's not going to happen," Baron Samdi interjected, as he entered the room, with Regina running after him.

"Did you really think I didn't know exactly what was going on when you called me?" he questioned the former Queen.

"It doesn't matter...the chalice doesn't belong to you and our great granddaughter's life depends on us using it," David said.

"He's right...punish us if you have to, but don't let her die," Snow pleaded.

"I'm afraid I can't let either of you leave here with that...it's the key to getting what has been denied to me for so long," Samdi mentioned.

"The time travel thing...you can't still be on that. It's not going to work," David refuted.

"Oh, but it already has. Just talking about going back in time before the curse was cast had an effect. It worked and took us to this place, just not far enough into the past for me. In the right hands...it will work," he countered.

"But you can't touch it without being incinerated," Snow reminded.

"Then you will do it for me," Baron stated.

"No...this isn't going to end the way you think. Please...Lucy needs us," Regina pleaded.

"All I wanted was your love…" he argued.

"You and I both know that's not true. You were drawn to power...the power I had as the Evil Queen. You loved that part of me and she's gone," Regina argued.

"No...she's still inside you or she was...until you ripped her away!" he roared, as she took a step back from him.

"Then you know…" she realized.

"I told him about my experiences in your little town...Storybrooke and Dr. Jekyll's serum," Franklin confirmed.

"How could you just throw her away? She was the love of my life," he confessed.

"And she was the worst part of me...she continually haunted me and then she came back. She hurt the people I love!" Regina said.

"She threw me away for a curse...we could have been so good together. We still can," Baron stated, as he looked at David.

"You will do what I want…" he said, as his charm appeared in his hand. As Franklin seemed distracted by that, Snow bit his hand and he cried out, as she tore away. But he angrily backhanded her, sending her crashing to the floor.

"Bastard!" David cried, seeing red the moment this man struck his beloved. He tackled the doctor and punched him in response.

"Does it make you feel like a big man when you hit a woman?" David growled. But Franklin chuckled.

"So predictable, Prince Charming...you reacted just as I knew you would if I touched your precious Snow," he sneered, as his grandfather suddenly had the charm in front of David's face and he was put under Samdi's control.

"David!" Snow cried, as she sat up.

"Samdi...don't do this!" Regina cried, but Franklin trained her gun on her, keeping her from interfering.

"Clayton almost had the chalice in Atlantis. He killed one half of the truest loves and for a brief second, he could touch the chalice to take its power. But your brats spoiled it and you brought your prince back," Samdi stated, as he looked at the Princess.

"But I will not make the same errors he made and once you are gone, Snow White, the Chalice will be mine. Your children aren't here to interfere and when your Prince awakens to see what has happened...well, he'll be in no condition to stop me from doing anything," he continued.

"So you're going to kill me while Charming is under your spell," she realized and he chuckled.

"Oh no...he's going to do it for me," Samdi threatened, as he stood behind David and spoke in his ear.

"Kill her…choke the life out of her…" he instructed, as David stared straight ahead and moved toward her.

"David…" Snow uttered, as he hovered over her.

"Charming...snap out of it…" she pleaded, as his hands reached for her neck and she felt around the floor for any blunt objects. Fortunately, some of the things on Samdi's desk had fallen onto the floor in the commotion and she found a paperweight.

"I'm sorry, my love, but you'll thank me later," she said, as she hit him in the chin with the object and he went falling to the floor. She got up immediately and as he lay there dazed, she leaned down and kissed him. His eyes opened wide and the chalice glowed, as Samdi's spell was nullified.

"Snow…" he uttered when their lips parted and then widened in the horror of what had almost happened.

"Shh...I'm fine," she assured, as she helped him up. Samdi smirked.

"You are both formidable for sure. I suppose this evening is a draw...but it won't be the last time we entangle for the power in that chalice," he assured. Franklin glanced at him.

"We can't let them go," he growled.

"Ivan…" Samdi chided, as he used his grandson's real name.

"No, they ruined my life...and so did you!" he cried, as he pointed the gun at all of them. David's hand twitched, as he started to go for the gun in his holster, but Franklin saw that and grabbed Snow. He put her in a headlock and pressed the barrel to her temple, halting any movements from him.

"Let her go…" David warned with an edge in his voice.

"I had a thriving practice until you two came along…" he growled.

"Then my life became insanity!" he added.

"Only because you couldn't let my wife go and forget your grudge. Everything could have went back to normal for you in New Orleans, but you chose to come after us," David retorted.

"Because you and this little bitch tarnished my reputation! It took me years to build my practice and emerge from the disgraceful shadow that he left me under!" Ivan screamed. He had finally snapped under all the pressure and David knew he had to diffuse this quickly, before he harmed the woman he loved. Ivan glared at his grandfather.

"You made our name something to be mocked! It is still sneered at in the academic community! Then I finally get a new practice under the Samdi name...and you two have sought to ruin me again!" he cried, looking at Snow and David.

"You locked Snow up and forced pills down her! You diagnosed her with a disorder she doesn't really have, so those recent newspaper articles are your fault!" Regina growled.

"No!" he shouted.

"They're hers," he growled, as he started making his way toward the exit with Snow as his hostage.

"But I'm going to have the last laugh. I'm going to kill your precious Snow White and render that stupid cup powerless," Franklin boasted, as he glared at his grandfather.

"Then you'll have nothing and be stuck in this world, powerless for the rest of your miserable life. I've made sure to ruin your reputation while I was at it," he added cryptically. Samdi looked at him suspiciously.

"What have you done, you little fool?" he questioned.

"You'll soon know…" he said, as the look in his eye was one that was purely psychotic.

"You're not walking out of here with my wife…" David warned.

"Watch me," he growled, as he pulled her through the house, but he used the chalice to blast him, before he could get out, releasing Snow.

"You blasted your own wife with the power of the chalice," Samdi said, looking on in awe, but was shocked to see that Snow was completely unscathed.

"No...I knew its power wouldn't hurt her," he replied, as he hooked his arm around Snow's waist and drew her into a passionate kiss. She smiled at him, as their lips parted and rested her head on his chest, as the stun from the chalice started to wear off Franklin and he stirred.

"Leave now...and I won't call the real police to tell them you broke into my home," Baron stated.

"And let him get away with trying to kill my wife? I don't think so," David growled. Samdi smirked.

"Fine...take him, but if you want to keep yourself and your precious Snow out of the eye of scrutiny, then you'll forget any charges against me," Baron stated. Regina hauled off and slapped him hard across the face at that.

"You're getting off this time...but don't make a move against my family again or you just might see shades of the Evil Queen again. And trust me...you won't like it," she warned, but he only smirked in amusement.

"My poor grandson has lost his mind...you should take him into custody before he hurts anyone else...or himself," Baron said.

"You...you're betraying me?!" Franklin cried.

"Nothing personal...but I'm afraid prison doesn't factor into my plans," Baron replied.

"I'll ruin you for this! I'll tell the whole world what a quack you are!" Franklin ranted, as David prepared to cuff him. As his back was turned to Baron, he didn't see him brandish the charm again.

"No...you won't, for we have discussed this matter with great scrutiny," he said, as the last word seemed to activate something in the younger Samdi, as his eyes glazed. David realized what he was going to do, but didn't get to the gun in time.

"No...don't!" he cried, as Franklin grabbed the gun beside him and shot himself in the head. Snow screamed, as he turned and blocked her view of the now gruesome sight. The carnage was even too much for Regina and she found herself heaving a bit to keep the bile back. If not for having seen stuff like this in his years as a cop, even David would have probably lost it too, but Samdi seemed unaffected by the carnage or death. David glared daggers at him.

"You murderer…" he growled.

"Oh no...he committed suicide," Baron stated and knew it would be ruled as such.

"He was a very troubled man...driven off the edge by one head case that plagued him and ruined his reputation," Samdi goaded, as he looked at Snow.

"Shut the hell up," David snapped, as he held his shocked wife.

"You may get away with this now...but it won't stand," David promised.

"Oh, you're going to have far bigger problems than me soon, Detective. You should call this in so a crew can come clean up this mess," he responded coldly. David glared daggers at him, as he made the call. They had the chalice now and could save Lucy, but it had not come without enduring another hellish night of trauma.

"They have the chalice...it's time,"

~*~

Drizella hung up her phone at that and looked back at her little sister. She found that having her back wasn't so bad when she was shunning her mother. It was truly just desserts for Victoria. She finally had her golden child back, only to be rejected quite completely. Drizella smirked and dialed a number.

"Detective Rogers...it's Ivy Belfry," she stated.

"What can I for you, Ms. Belfry?" Rogers inquired.

"I think my mother has done something terrible...and I can no longer sit by and let her get away with it," she stated.

"And what has she allegedly done?" he questioned.

"Go to Belfry Tower tonight and take the freight elevator to the 85th floor. All the answers you have been seeking are there," she replied cryptically.

"Belfry Tower is only 84 floors if I remember correctly," he responded. She smirked.

"Oh trust me, Detective. There's a 85th floor and all my mother's secrets are there," she said, as she hung up the phone with a devious smirk. Finally, her mother was going to get exactly what she deserved and the next phase of the plan could begin...

[lygum]

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Meine one true love ist Dr. Hauschka. Ich schwöre auf die Rosen Tagescreme, das klärende Gesichtstonikum, die Augencreme und das Nachtserum.Die Produkte wirken bei mir echt gut, aber ich kenne auch Leute, die die Produkte überhaupt nicht vertragen haben.Die Botanical D-Tox Kur von Sisley mag ich zwar auch gerne, aber die ist nicht wirklich essentiell aka man muss das nicht kaufen, ist aber nett zu haben.Momentan benutze ich Glossiers Milky Jelly Cleanser, welchen ich gerne mag, aber ich finde das Mellow Mallow Creamy Cleansing Gel von Lovely Day Botanicals besser. Von der gleichen Firma mag ich auch sehr gerne das Skin Rescue Problem Skin Oil und die Charcoal Manuka Honey PHA Cleansing Mask. Das beste Duschgel ist meiner Meinung nach die Weleda Mandel Sensitive Pflegedusche und zum “eincremen” benutze ich am liebsten ein Öl, da habe ich aber leider noch nicht das optimale gefunden.Skin Food von Weleda ist mein Retter im Winter, sowie die Citrus Handcreme.Bei Shampoo bin ich relativ simpel, ich benutze das Sante Shampoo mit Bio-Aloe und Bisabolol (mit Conditioner bin ich etwas faul, da der meiner Meinung nach eh nichts bringt und ich einfach auch noch nichts den idealen für mich gefunden habe). Wenn ich mich etwas mehr fancy und bougie fühle benutze ich das Classic Shampoo und den passenden Conditioner von Aesop. Die Rose Hair Masque ist auch wirklich gut und die Parsely Seed Augencreme, aber das expensive.

Schminktechnisch habe ich momentan kaum Favoriten, da ich eigentlich komplett auf Tierversuchsfreie Naturkosmetik umsteigen will und ich mich einfach auch kaum noch schminke und mich dafür nicht so interessiere.Aber ich mag die Camouflage von Alverde recht gerne und deren Augenbrauen-Pomade, obwohl das nicht meine Farbe ist.Von Glossier mag ich Boy Brow und den Lippenstift in Leo recht gerne.Mein lieblings roter Lippenstift ist Ruby Woo von MAC, aber ich möchte keine MAC Produkte mehr kaufen, weshalb ich nach einer Alternative suche.

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Chronic

Pairing(s): N/A Rating: T Words: 1383 Warnings: Leo focus, Drug Abuse  

“I'm sorry Leo, but there's nothing I can do,” Don says, a forlorn expression on his face as he passes Leo a bottle of pills, “Just take these three times a day and the pain should be manageable at least. Let me know if you need me to up the dosage.”

Leo smiles slightly and stands with a short nod, “Thanks.”

–

He rubs his palm against his shoulder for a long moment before popping a pill into his mouth and swallowing it dry.

–

“What the hell happened out there?” Raph shouts, gettings up in his face with his arms spread, “Ya just froze like a dear in the headlights when that guy hit ya in the arm!”

“It won't happen again,” Leo all but growls, forcing himself to drop his hand from his shoulder.

“That ain't an answer,” Raph growls.

“Raphael!” Splinter snaps, hobbling into the room, “That is enough. Did it ever occur to you that your brother might still be in pain?”

“What? From the explosion on the Shredder's ship?” Raph replies disbelievingly, “That was six months ago! There ain't no way he's still hurting from it.”

“Raph-”

Leo grits his teeth and, ignoring the calls of his father, he leaves the room. He takes two pills that night.

–

Don's thumbs all but tear into the meat of his shoulder as he tries to massage away the knot, leaving Leo to grit his teeth as hard as he possibly can and bear it. Fists clenched, his brows twitch when his brother hits a particularly stubborn knot near the base of his cracked shell.

It feels like forever before Don's stepping away and offering him another bottle of pills. He takes them with more grace than Raph would, at least.

“You need to be more careful out there, bro. Who knows what's causing your arm to seize up like this?” Don says, frowning with that worried crease in his brow he always gets.

Leo smiles slightly and pats him in the arm, “I'll be fine, bro. Thanks for the massage.”

–

Leo fingers the bottle in his hands as he sits on the toilet seat, reading over the label with eyes not registering the words. He's supposed to only take one pill three times a day, he knows this, but he's been taking two pills three times a day now and it hasn't been working as well lately.

After a long moment of hesitation, he tips three pills into his palm and swallows them dry. It's time to up the dosage.

–

“Ah, shit,” Leo hisses under his breath as he twists his shoulder in just the wrong way while trying to grab a box of cereal from above. He takes a moment to fight off the pain before gritting his teeth and finishing his task. He's not so invalid he can't make himself breakfast.

“Your arm's still bugging you?” Mike asks from the doorway, an uncharacteristic frown on his face, “Didn't Donnie fix that problem?”

Leo takes another moment to get his breathing under control as he lightly massages the aging scar, before turning to Mike with a small grin.

“It's fine, bro,” Leo says after a moment, cocking his brow, “I just forgot to take my pills this morning is all.”

A lie – he took three.

“Damn son,” Mike replies, pursing his lips dramatically and cocking his hip, “How about you go pop 'em now before Donnie blows a gasket. Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret.”

Leo's smile turned strained, “Thanks, Mikey.”

–

“Leo...” Don says, before biting his lip and turning away from the computer with a concerned look on his face, “I've been looking up the causes of chronic pain lately, y'know, since your shoulder's still bugging you and all.”

Leo frowns, rubbing the joint, “Yeah?”

“Did it... ever occur to you that it might not be physical? That it might be psychosomatic?” He asks after another long moment, eyes darting everywhere but his brother's face, “I mean, it's been over a year now and it hasn't gone away – or even lessened.”

Leo's frown darkens, “What're you saying? That it's all in my head?”

Don's face pulls a few funny expressions before finally settling on sympathetic, and it's the pity in his eyes that drives Leo from the room.

“Leo- Leo! Come on, Leo!”

–

He pours four pills into his hand that night – time to up the dosage.

–

It was an accident. He has to keep telling himself it was an accident as he helps Raph carry his younger brother in Don's make-shift mini hospital and lay him on the sickbed. He has to keep telling himself it was an accident as he watches Don suture Mike's wounds and he has to keep telling himself it was an accident has his little brother sleeps off the anaesthetic because if he doesn't he'll have to admit to himself that it was his own weakness that put Mike in harms way and he can't handle that kind of thinking right now.

He grips his shoulder, tightly, and tries to ignore the pain. Raph sits next to him on the bench.

“What the hell happened out there?” He asks, eyes surprisingly soft – all things considered.

“It was an accident.”

“Yeah, I got that much – but I meant with your arm, bro. You could've blocked that hit,” Raph says, “You would've blocked that hit if ya arm didn't suddenly spaz out. So lemme ask you again, bro – what the hell happened out there?”

Leo frowns, staring at his feet, “I just haven't been feeling so good lately. No big deal.”

“Yeah, right,” Don says, making his way between them with a needle in one hand and a kidney dish in the other. The way Raph scooted off the bench and crossed the room would've been more amusing than it was if Mike weren't laying unconscious not ten feet away, “Routine blood check. You're next, Raph.”

“I'm fine,” Raph growls, prompting a small smile to push it's way onto Leo's face as he offers Don his arm.

“Relax, Raph – it's just a little needle,” Leo teases.

“Piss off!”

–

Leo stares at his reflection in the mirror, scowls at it as he rubs the constant ache in his shoulder joint. Maybe Don's right, maybe it is psychosomatic.

He slips five pills into his hand this time. He just wants it to go away.

–

“Leonardo!” Don barks from his lab, all but storming out and dragging his older brother across the lair in some kind of a fury, “We need to talk.”

Leo shares a confused with Raph, of whom he'd just been sparring with, and lets Don drag him into the lab. Don wastes no time in depositing Leo onto the make-shift sick bed and slapping a piece of paper onto his plastron. Even with his quick reflexes, he barely manages to keep it from dropping onto the floor.

“What-?”

“Do you know what that is, Leo?” Don barks, jabbing a finger at the document in Leo's hands.

Leo shakes his head, “Uhm, no-”

“That is a toxicology screen Leo, a tox screen I did on you last week,” he growls, snatching the paper from Leo's hands and beginning to pace the room, “Do you know why you're only allowed to take one of your pills a day? Do you?” Leo shakes his head, “Because they contain morphine! In fact, they are morphine! I told you to come to me if you needed to up the dosage, I trusted you to.”

Leo freezes, “Don, I-”

“How many a day are you taking, Leo? How many?!” Don shouts, gripping the sheet of paper so hard it crinkles in his fist.

“I- Six,” Leo says after a long moment, before biting his lip and looking away, “Six... four times a day.”

“Six-?” Don gasps before he buries his head in his hands for a long moment, “That's twenty-four tablets a day, Leo. That's eight times the daily limit,” he lets out a distressed sound and puts the sheet back onto his desk, “I can't believe this, out of Raph or Mikey maybe, but you? I can't believe this.”

Leo frowns, “Can't believe what?”

Don turns to him with one of the most hurt expressions Leo has ever seen.

“I can't believe that my big brother's a drug addict.”

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ELDETTE. I NEED YOU TO UNDESTAND. The temptation that ate away at me yesterday to write something about them?.. (literally only got overwritten bc i was dead tired- /srs)

Doomed yaoi but it's not concurrent, and it's not redeemable. Doomed yaoi but it once was the silly dreams of two teenage boys almost flunking college, spending their time up on the rooftops with their heads in each other's laps; Their legs hanging off of the sides of buildings, talking about their hopes for the future in what are now distant conversations. Doomed yaoi that, after going down separate paths in the past, eventually reconverged with one having gone astray, down a path of irreversible toxicity. Doomed yaoi that eventually ends in a conversation, minutes before a world that's inflicted nothing but hurt and pain on certain people falls apart.

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"You can still change, Leo. Do the same thing they did. Leave it all behind, go somewhere else? Start a new life for yourself, in a place where no one will find you? You still have time."

"... Are you stupid?"

"!.."

"I'm not a good person Tox. Me being "hurt" doesn't change anything, it doesn't atone for what I've done or make my situation remorseful to others. If I continue the cycle of inflicting pain onto others and it's not unintentional*, then my reasoning doesn't matter. I am plain evil; no different from a person who's not hurt, and all the same as anyone else."

* "... I don't even remember if it wasn't before."

"..."

"I can't change, nor can I ever be accepted somewhere else. My past would catch up with me eventually, and besides, old habits die hard."

"Maybe you think that because you don't believe you deserve a second chance, but even though you hurt people..."

"... See what I mean? You can't think of a redeeming quality for me either."

"..."

"I've told so other people this same thing, about being a lost cause. Manipulated, controlled them with it. Do you really believe that I don't think it applies to myself too?"

"... Leo, I-"

"I'm not the person I was back in college, Ztar. You know that better than anybody. Now, go. I don't want to see your face ever again."

"..."