LEAH SIVAN
Reaper
Posts: 175
Age:
30
Occupation:
Reaping Souls
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Remzi Durmaz
Played by:
Jodi
With an angel voice ; devil in disguise
Last seen Sept 24, 2024 15:36:08 GMT
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Post by LEAH SIVAN on Nov 1, 2022 22:08:05 GMT
On paper the purge was perfect for Leah, but in reality it was going to be hellish. She was going to be forced to work. Real work too, not like those idiots behind the bar who just had to pour drinks all night. She would be there to collect souls endlessly all night along with the other reapers. They would be tasked with the job of scraping all the helpless humans up and ferrying them off somewhere. As always, Leah was preparing herself to put in the bare minimum that evening. There were hundreds of other reapers out there who could step in and do the dirty work. She was hoping to drag herself away from the reapers so she could find Remzi in the crowd of people. She knew he’d be out there somewhere sinking his teeth into every piece of bare flesh on show. It brought heat to her face just thinking about it. It would be like the old times when they would party until sunrise. When things were simpler between them. Back then it was a casual hook up, but now things were so fucking complicated. Leah tried her best not to think about it too much because if she stopped still for one minute and truly thought about Remzi she would want to run far away from him. Far away from the feelings. No of that feelings shit was going to ruin her evening. She was there to have fun but unlike the people in the club she was free to leave at any point. One simple click and she’d disappear out of there in a blimp. It was unlikely she would be disappearing from the club much as she wanted front row seats to the spectacular show that was about to take place. No sign of Elias yet, but the choir boy would come running soon. Leah spotted Damien as soon as she appeared in the club, then there was Cory. He looked just as terrified as some of the customers, wearing that lost little boy look on his face that she was convinced was permanent. Out of his depth, as always. Her attention jumped between Damien and Cory, before settling on Cory. Damien could wait until later. She didn’t stroll over to him with the usual amount of confidence oozing from her. She was still treading on eggshells with Cory to some extent due to the mishap with Destiny. Death hadn’t beckoned her to his invisible office, so Cory had yet to snitch or maybe he never would. She knew that Hannya had been tending to his wounds in the meantime though. Making everything better for poor little Cory. Hannya was very proud of Leah when she found what happened in the warehouse, but Leah didn’t match her energy. She wasn't proud of what she did. Nothing needed to be celebrated. In the meantime Hannya had probably been stirring the pot, painting Leah in an awful light. Hannya wasn’t one to be trusted. She disappeared from view as she walked over towards Cory, reappearing behind the bar for a brief second to grab a bottle of wine before reappearing right in front of Cory. “I guess we should be bracing ourselves for a long night ahead.” She commented as she unscrewed the wine bottle. “Although I don’t mind covering for you if you want to go downstairs to see Hannya.” A smirk twitched on her face as she took a sip from the bottle. It seemed the demon had yet to make her way up the stairs otherwise the club would be carnage. There was still time though. Twelve whole hours. CORY COLLIER |
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CORY COLLIER
Reaper
Posts: 125
Played by:
Ange
Last seen Sept 30, 2024 19:10:29 GMT
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Post by CORY COLLIER on Nov 13, 2022 15:21:56 GMT
They’d spent a week on it. A kid’s drawing of a robot (a really freaking good drawing considering he hadn’t even hit middle school yet) turned into a reality. Electrical ducting left over from some construction job his dad had done spray painted silver for arms, sturdy cardboard smothered in layers of perfectly smooth aluminum foil for the body and over his joints. The helmet was an amazing amalgum of the two, complete with light-up eyes that sat just above his own, so he could peer through the slits beneath – disguised as venting for that CPU brain inside of course. He’d had to practically waddle in it, but as he and Dani had made their way through the neighbourhood, hitting up all those doors for candy, he’d felt incredible. Almost like he could really shoot laser beams from his fingers.
This wasn’t quite up to that standard. Cory squirmed as he made his way past the bouncer at the door, trying to resist the urge to yank a fold of the sheet from where it was trying to make its way into parts of him that didn’t need flossing. How the Romans had really managed this he didn’t know. It was could enough out at night now that the breeze had been crawling up the skirts of the outfit the whole way over. The robot costume wouldn’t have fit now, even if it hadn’t been tossed out with the garbage after, but he’d have taken his arms and legs sticking miles out of the tubes right now.
He glanced at the masked faces in the crowd, immediately looking away from the ones in the purge masks. The ones who were going to do some real damage here tonight. The predators, already eyeing up the pray like they were polar bears sizing up fat little seals. Did Leah look at people the same way? Just hiding it beneath a pretty face and silvered lies? He felt something squeeze painfully in his chest as he shoved past a giant bear whose musk had his nose wrinkling before his brain ground to a halt for a moment, the CPU stuttering. Cory looked back, but it was already gone, lost in the crowd. Had that been ….? Ducking his head, he darted away. He didn’t wanna know, didn’t want to imagine the carnage that thing could cause later.
Free rein for murder and mayhem from the owners – for a select clientele. To be cleaned up by the reapers, that little handful who’d somehow ended up wrapped around the staff, literally in some cases.
Why hadn’t he chosen a costume with a mask? Shit. Just something to hide the scarlet stain rising up from the base of his throat (or somewhere lower). Cory held his hands up, scooting across the edge of the dance floor towards the bar. He didn’t care what they were serving tonight, he just needed something to cool that heat and steady his nerves. ”I’ll have … whatever that … thanks…” He gestured to the glass the woman next to him – some pink skinned alien thing he was probably meant to recognise – was drinking from.
Cory turned as it was being poured, sweeping the crowd again. Damien was probably out there, already working his way through the heart of the party, looking like something out of Men in Black, wearing exactly the same suit he always seemed to. Elias was probably disguised as the Pope, something saintly enough to serve his holier than thou attitude. Leah – he didn’t want to think, didn’t want to see her. The she-devil had already screwed his life up, done worse than that to a woman and a baby who hadn’t deserved what she’d done. It didn’t matter what her half-brother had done after, in self-defence. Leah had made the first move, hadn’t stopped trying to get the last word since. Petyr should’ve been with his parents now, having his first Halloween dressed as a pumpkin or something instead of being…
His stomach twisted and he almost bolted for the stairs and the safe harbour of Hannya. Surely she’d have some quiet corner in this place he could ride this out in. Leah could clean up her own messes for once.
Fuck. No. He wasn’t doing this.
Leah had appeared in front of him, the blank space between him and the edge of the dance floor suddenly filled with her, a bottle of wine in her hand – the start of her entertainment undoubtedly. ”You could do what you do best, Leah. Leave. Let someone else handle it.” The icy bitterness filled his throat. Where had that bartender gone? Cory twisted back, looking for the asshole. ”Are you jealous? Hannya’s replaced you with someone who won’t stab her in the back.” A thin smile curved Cory’s lips as he said it, a tiny sliver of that new found confidence revealed. ”I don’t want to talk Leah. Go find yourself someone else to torture, you and that boyfriend of yours. If he hasn’t figured out that he’s sleeping with a viper yet.” Leah was the living embodiment of the scorpion in that fable he’d read as a kid. Perfectly prepared to sting you and damn you both just because she was who she was. It was her nature to be a bitch, but it didn’t mean he had to put up with it.
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LEAH SIVAN
Reaper
Posts: 175
Age:
30
Occupation:
Reaping Souls
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Remzi Durmaz
Played by:
Jodi
With an angel voice ; devil in disguise
Last seen Sept 24, 2024 15:36:08 GMT
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Post by LEAH SIVAN on Dec 5, 2022 17:47:00 GMT
Leah’s life had been full of questionable decisions since the moment she was born, but the decisions she had made over the past twelve months were certainly up there. She just couldn’t let go of the unresolved feud between her and Grey. She needed to have the last laugh even if it was ruining everyone else's life in the process. Destiny, Raik, Remzi. The only one she remotely cared about was Remzi which meant in turn she had cared a tiny tiny bit about Raik. He was a problem though, whispering in his brother’s ear to ditch Leah. Maybe the whispers had got through at long last and Remzi was prepared to ditch Leah for Ayla. The bitch who was there to provide him with an unproblematic life. His sheets would be fresh, his dinner would be cooked and he’d never have to worry about running out of boxers again. Leah couldn’t and wouldn’t provide that. Instead she would provide something far more exciting and alluring. To an outside perspective it seemed like the ball was in Remzi’s court. Would it be Leah or Ayla? The truth was the ball would never enter Remzi’s court because Leah was in control of the situation. There was no fucking way Remzi was about to marry Ayla. Her costume wasn’t really anything in particular. She dug out a ridiculously revealing outfit from Hannya’s wardrobe paired with glitter she found in the apartment. Maybe from afar she looked like an angel, if they wore lingerie. Tonight wasn’t about fitting in though. Hector had made it clear that he didn’t care what the hell happened in the club until sunrise. No one had dropped dead yet so there was a chance to catch up with Cory. Check if he was still in a mood with her about what happened. She was surprised to see he had dressed up, with sheets hanging off his body and a gold leaf crown to match. One yank of the sheets though would expose everything underneath if he hadn’t tightened them properly. There was no need for that though. She knew what was hidden beneath the costume. Both her and Hannya did and they were the first to take it. For a rookie, he did well. The bottle of wine she grabbed from behind may help to wash away the never ending feeling of jealousy. Whenever Remzi wasn’t in bed with her she would constantly be asking herself where else he would be. So out of character for Leah. “Tempting, but I think it’s gonna be an all hands on deck job.” Even Elias would struggle to do the job alone tonight. Plus Leah wanted to be there, knowing Remzi would be there. She needed to keep an eye on him, ready to pounce if needed. “Jealous?” Leah scoffed before laughing harshly, “Wait. You’re being serious? Oh God no I ain’t jealous. Hannya will toss you aside once she’s done with you anyway and if you think I’m a backstabber wait until Hannya drives her knife in.” It was blatantly obvious Hannya was using Cory to fulfil all her demon desires. Once he stopped serving a purpose he would be tossed on a discard pile, like the rest of them. “Boyfriend?” She exclaimed with a look of disgust, like a schoolgirl who had just been called out for fancying one of her peers even though deep down it was true. “Don’t worry Cory. I’m still single if you fancy round two?” She would have edged forward, wrapping her arm around Cory’s neck pulling him close to her, but she knew there was a chance he’d snap it right out of socket. CORY COLLIER |
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CORY COLLIER
Reaper
Posts: 125
Played by:
Ange
Last seen Sept 30, 2024 19:10:29 GMT
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Post by CORY COLLIER on Jan 1, 2023 17:25:32 GMT
The toga hadn’t been entirely out of place in the club – college kids were predictable after all – but the moment Leah had appeared in front of him Cory wanted to pull the sheets tighter around himself. It wasn’t prudish, she’d unfortunately seen all of that after all, it was self-preservation. The thin cotton wouldn’t do a thing if she still had her claws, or something else to swipe at him with. A glance down proved that it was doing practically nothing to even hide the blush that rolled up out of the collar of it. It spread fast, like wine tainted water slipping over his skin but somehow not touching the yards of white cotton. Why the hell hadn’t he seen it all before when she was making a whole game out of showing it to him?
Her poker face had still been in place then, even if it had slipped a bit. Leah had wanted to keep him at least partially on her side, had probably been planning everything she was going to do to pay her brother back even then. Hurt the girl, maybe the baby too, break the man’s heart and then have someone else keep the deaths of two people off of her conscience. She’d known he’d come running and in his clumsy puppy way (he’d become well aware of exactly who he was when he’d had all the time in the world to think about it, plenty of time to stop being ashamed of it too) try and save the day. She’d known he’d be torn up when he couldn’t too, the wounds hidden beneath the toga.
Cory’s bitterness filled his smile as he looked her up and down, pasting on his own poker face. The cruelty that steeped every cell in Leah’s body would never be in his, but he wasn’t gonna give her an easy time. Forgiveness for the sort of thing she did was non-existent. ”Ah, so you’re worried the boss is gonna yank your chain to do it if you don’t just pitch in. Don’t want him looking too close, huh?” The natural order of things couldn’t have included a reaper killing an innocent baby. Their job wasn’t going around taking lives, it was guiding those souls that had been untethered by other things. Rock the boat too much – as Augustus had, and he felt the reaper inside of him squirming at the thought – and you got a slap on the wrist from one of the most powerful things in existence. Leah wasn’t done with her brother, she wouldn’t want to cross Death’s line and risk never getting to pay him all the way back because she was back on her flat ass on the other side with no idiot turning up to bring her back again.
Shifting uneasily on his booted feet – sneakers had felt wrong somehow and sandals were a step too far – Cory’s smirk edged towards a frown. Thick brows drawing together, his mouth pursing at the laugh that barked out of Leah. She definitely wasn’t putting on her sweetness and light act anymore. ”You mean like she’s tossed you aside? People don’t want to snuggle up with the monsters Leah. That includes Hannya. She knows what you’re like now, she … she told me after you took that baby from his mom.” He had been serious, but the way Leah had laughed over it left his stomach twisting. Hannya had agreed with how horrible it was, had held him while all the grief and sadness had poured out. Fingers gentle in his hair, just as gentle in other places, taking care of him until his brain whited out and for a few moments at least his heart hadn’t ached so badly.
Somehow he doubted that Leah’s friend had done that for her, although he hadn’t looked quite as much into the situation as she’d been when Leah had blipped out of that warehouse with him in tow. Cory’s lip curled, the satisfaction rushing back. It twitched into a full fledged smile as the bartender came back and the glass thumped down behind him. Cory twisted, ignoring Leah and her – he gagged as he slid a hand beneath the thin leather strap that held the toga into place and pulled out a ten dollar bill to push towards the bartender. ”I think I’d rather take a dip in that stuff and I’m pretty sure it's got something in it that’ll eat right through skin and bone.” Cory lifted his chin towards the punch bowl at the end of the bar that was bubbling and smoking.
”Does he know you’re sleeping with other guys? He seemed pretty … invested. I’m guessing he’s impervious to rot though, you know with it eating you up inside.” Cory made a low humming sound as he sipped at the sickly sweet drink. ”What did he have to do with Destiny and the baby, or was he just there to celebrate with you?” The drink had him grimacing as he slid down his throat. Maybe he would’ve been better sticking to soda.
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LEAH SIVAN
Reaper
Posts: 175
Age:
30
Occupation:
Reaping Souls
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Remzi Durmaz
Played by:
Jodi
With an angel voice ; devil in disguise
Last seen Sept 24, 2024 15:36:08 GMT
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Post by LEAH SIVAN on Jan 8, 2023 17:40:08 GMT
Halloween had made its way over the pond by the time Leah was born. They didn’t celebrate it to the same level Americans did, but she still dressed up every year and went to trick-or-treat with her school friends. Surprisingly she and her friends weren’t the type of people to throw eggs at someone's house if they didn’t answer. Her dad would always help to pick out an outfit whilst her mom was downstairs finishing off another bottle of wine. For Leah, it was an evening away from the house. Away from her mom. As she got older the trick-or-treating nights out were swapped for parties and her dad didn’t get much of a say in her outfit. Leaving the house she would always look modest until she drew closer to whatever house party they were going to before she’d rip off her coat and strip down to her true outfit, which usually looked like it belonged in Hannya’s wardrobe. It was just the start of her obsession with men and her desire to have them lusting after her. Her dad wasn’t in Mystic Falls though, so she didn’t need to cover up whilst heading to Ruby Slipper. The cold barely penetrated her skin as she walked through the streets in her high heels, flashing a smile at any men who looked at her. Sadly she wasn’t going to a house party where she would be downing shots and picking out the hottest boy in the place to take upstairs with her. She was going to work, which would involve knocking back shots though. Maybe she could find someone in the crowd to take downstairs with her. Some things never changed. If the boss looked a little too close he would realised that Leah should have never been brought back in the first place, but where did that leave Cory? The one who delivered her to Death with a glowing reference. It wouldn’t look good for him if Death found out one of his reapers could be easily manipulated by a pretty girl and a fake sob story. “So long as he yanks it hard… the way I like it.” It wasn’t just about the job that evening though, she knew that. Leah had been breaking countless rules since she started but she had now broken one of the biggest rules by inadvertently killing someone, something which she would struggle to bullshit her way out of. Hannya had yet to toss Leah aside. The girls were having way too much fun together for that to happen, but Cory had been told something different. “You do realise Hannya’s a demon, right? She’s done worse things and she enjoys it.” Unless Cory had missed the lesson about demons or Hannya had failed to add that point. To no surprise, Cory batted off her suggestion for round two, which was a little disappointing. It was always fun sleeping with someone who hated you. “I’ll let you spank me extra hard.” She purred softly, her lips twisting into a smirk. She knew that the ship had sailed. Bon, voyage Cory. She lifted the bottle of wine once again, taking a sip as Cory spoke. Leah wasn’t sleeping around as much as before, it was just a few guys here and there. Living with Remzi had stopped that from happening and truthfully she didn’t mind. “We’re just friends with benefits.” They were free to do whatever they wanted considering they had never sat down and discussed what they were. Leah looked surprised at Cory’s follow up question, a small frown forming on her face. “People do love keeping you in the dark. Destiny and Grey killed Remzi’s brother a few weeks beforehand. They’re Darachs and killed Remzi’s brother as part of some sacrifice to gain more power… so I was retaliating.” Blood for blood, except Leah was hoping it would have been Destiny’s CORY COLLIER |
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CORY COLLIER
Reaper
Posts: 125
Played by:
Ange
Last seen Sept 30, 2024 19:10:29 GMT
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Post by CORY COLLIER on Feb 7, 2023 20:31:38 GMT
Cory wasn’t sure he was gonna make it through this conversation without throwing up down what he was pretty sure had come out of Hannya’s closet, not Leah’s – it wasn’t like Leah usually dressed like a nun, but the sequins and sparkles and all those pockets of bare skin weren’t her usually way of strutting around. The acid was burning its way up from his stomach, coming on in a rush when Leah started to twist the threat he’d thought hadn’t been bad into something kinky. Like that night it sent a shiver through his body just a second before the shame came rushing in after it. The damn toga didn’t cover enough to hide the heat that flooded his cheeks. His smile stayed in place, but that mask was growing thinner.
When was the choir boy gonna develop a thick enough skin that he wasn’t embarrassed by all of this? The answer was probably never, but that just meant that eventually the world Augustus had dragged him into was going to chew him up again. He hadn’t been ready for what Leah had done to Destiny and Petyr, definitely hadn’t been ready for what had happened done in the basement of this place and Leah knew it. That was probably her game here now, throw him off balance and he wouldn’t throw the reminders of what she’d done back in her face. The tiny lump of coal that was all she could’ve had as a conscience wouldn’t start burning the way his cheeks were.
Cory swallowed it back, forcing a snort out. ”You can joke about it, but I don’t think you’d enjoy it if he really did it.” The one thing in existence that could probably wipe all of them out with a single stray thought. Leah was a monster, there was no doubt about that, but even when she was trying to convince people she was some smutty airhead, her brain was ticking. And he definitely didn’t like the sound of that.
Tick, tick, tick.
He almost felt it the moment one of those little cogs fell in place. Despite his laugh continuing to roll out like he didn’t believe it, Cory twitched at the revelation. Liar. He didn’t know what Hannya was, hadn’t dug into all of that when they’d been down in that place full of things, that didn’t matter though. Dani was a vampire, she needed blood to survive, but she wasn’t a monster. Being one of those things didn’t mean Hannya was either. Being the smirk, Cory swallowed hard. ”You shouldn’t try and push your own worst qualities onto other people. Hannya’s been there for me, she … she was there for me when you left me with the nightmare you created. Did you like it when you cost Destiny her baby?” Leah might claim she did now, just to cut him a little deeper, but she wouldn’t have called him like she had if she hadn’t felt some guilt over what she’d done. She could’ve just killed Destiny too, dragged both souls off before anybody had a clue about what had happened.
Leah had revealed enough of herself that night that he’d have been an idiot to believe anything out of her mouth again. She could offer up another night of … the heat rose higher, his stomach twisting until he was clenching his teeth to stop himself from full on retching. ”Why don’t you ask your little friend to do that? He doesn’t seem bothered that he’s sleeping with a murderer. I take it you are sleeping with him.” Why had he asked? He didn’t want to know, didn’t want to think about what he’d been stupid enough to do. Cory recoiled internally, twisting away slightly from Leah, as though he could fight her off if she decided to push everything.
If the guy turned up and heard all of this tonight, it wasn’t like he’d have much of a fight on his hands. Leah wasn’t some sort of prize to fight over, he woulda pushed her right into the guy’s arms, with a ten foot barge pole because he wasn’t putting his hands … there again, no matter how many times Leah asked. ”Friends?” Cory almost choked on his friend as Leah went for the F word. ”You sure he doesn’t need a little psychological help? You’ve never had a friend in your life and nothing’s a benefit with you Leah. It’s a curse.” Shaking his head, Cory gulped at the drink as Leah frowned. He was cursed, like that Greek woman with the box, finding out all the truths he didn’t want to.
The truth hit harder than the liquor did, right in the pit of his stomach, almost bringing the drink back up. Cory let the glass thump back onto the bar, fingers too numb to grip it. ”You’re insane. Destiny wouldn’t have done that. Why do you keep twisting it around to other people, blaming them for you being a monster? Your brother killed you, poor little Leah, she’s not done anything to him first. Then it was the baby, now you’re acting like his mom asked for it. If they killed his brother, why wasn’t he the one coming after her?” Because Leah was the one who revelled in spilling blood and gloating around it afterwards, like she was now. Hey, Cory, let’s strip off that blindfold, make sure you know exactly who you let come back. Guilt settled like an elephant on his chest as he took a step back. Screw the job, he needed to get out of here.
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LEAH SIVAN
Reaper
Posts: 175
Age:
30
Occupation:
Reaping Souls
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Remzi Durmaz
Played by:
Jodi
With an angel voice ; devil in disguise
Last seen Sept 24, 2024 15:36:08 GMT
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Post by LEAH SIVAN on Mar 30, 2023 16:19:07 GMT
Cory was an easy target, which is why she picked him in the first place and it was probably why Hannya had gone after him too. It was wild that someone who had had a glimpse as to how cruel the world could be was still so goddamn naive. She’d tried to slap it out of him, but there was no helping him. Those rose coloured glasses were glued to his face, except from when he was looking at Leah. “I’m pretty sure there's somewhere in our employment T&Cs that we shouldn’t be banging demons… but y’know.” They weren’t placed back on the earth to form relationships with people. They had one goal and one goal only. So Death would be pretty pissed if he found his grade-A student was missing calls because he was getting steamy with Hannya. Jesus. Hannya had really done a number on Cory, convincing him that Leah was faaaaar worse than her. It was impressive. She probably couldn’t have fooled Damien or Elias so easily. “She’s using you… I don’t know why but you’ll find out soon enough.” She was the first to hold her hands up and admit she’d fucked up with Destiny. “Of course not… you may think I’m a monster but I’m not.” There were times in her life when she convinced her that was some cold-hearted bitch completely void of emotion, but recently that theory had been debunked as she felt tears prick her eyes when Raik died but also when she found out about Ayla. There was something inside her. Why the fuck were they talking about Remzi anyway? She didn’t want to think about him. “Obviously.” She responded as she rolled her eyes. Almost everyone in Mystic Falls knew the pair were sleeping with each other. Like she explained, they were friends with benefits but Cory was taking the phrase so literal. Word by word. “It’s an expression.” It didn’t mean they had to be on each other's Christmas card list. She wasn’t surprised as Cory batted back her story, accusing her of lying and who could blame him? She was waist deep in lies the first time they met. “Because I offered to help him out… the guy was crippled with grief.” She was done with standing there as Cory threw weak insults at her. She removed her hand from the wine bottle and held it out for him to take, “When I kidnapped Destiny I tried to manipulate her memories but also I could them… so Cory why don’t you take my hand, dive into my memories and see who’s telling the truth.” It was all there, ready for him to see, but did he had the balls to challenge Leah’s story? CORY COLLIER - wanna wrap up with yours? |
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CORY COLLIER
Reaper
Posts: 125
Played by:
Ange
Last seen Sept 30, 2024 19:10:29 GMT
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Post by CORY COLLIER on Apr 10, 2023 13:51:03 GMT
Leah wasn’t gonna like the laughter that rolled out of him, but Cory couldn’t help it when it tore its way out past that constriction in his throat. She was seriously gonna worry about their contract after everything she’d done? Lying her way into it in the first place should’ve been her first strike, what she’d done to Destiny and Petyr the second and third. By now Leah should’ve been rotting in whatever bottomless pit things like them ended up in for an eternity – if there was anything for them out there at all. He had no intention of finding out, not while Danielle was alive. He wasn’t risking leaving his sister alone, not for Hannya, sure as hell not for Leah. ”What about for lying in a job interview or killing babies because you’re pissed off at your brother for existing? I doubt either of those are gonna get you a little gold star.” She probably wouldn’t have known what one of those was, Leah had never been the sort of person to look for any sort of credit or praise. She was a wild animal, prepared to chew off its own leg to get itself out of the trap it’d charged right into, the scorpion in that fable about being carried across the water – a creature that couldn’t and didn’t want to avoid being just what it was.
Predators weren’t something he’d ever had to look out for – cancer didn’t count that way, it’d tried to eat him from the inside out, it hadn’t set dead eyes on him and tried to kill him from sheer spite. Now it felt like they constantly had eyes on him, including Leah’s. She count point the finger back at Hannya all she wanted but he’d never had that shiver run down his spine the same way with Hannya as he did her. ”Bullshit,” Cory shot back at her. It took a monster to do what she’d done to Petyr, Leah was just deluding herself that she was something more than one. ”The only one using me was you and that’s done.” He felt the certainty of it in his throat as he shook his head at her. Leah had burned her last bridge.
One day she would with that guy that had been there that night too. Cory’s expression twitched at the thought of letting her get her hands on him again. You knew in the end, felt that repulsion run through you strong enough that you’d have thrown yourself away from her if she’d tried again. He swallowed that repulsion down, plucking at the folds of the toga like he could shield himself with the flimsy fabric. ”Give him my sympathies,” he muttered. In the end it’d hit him like a sledgehammer between his eyes and that GQ worthy face would go slack with the realisation. Leah wouldn’t just let him walk away into the night and that was something else to be lamented.
For now Leah appeared to have him on a string – dangle what had happened to his brother over his head, offer up her help as though she wouldn’t turn around and walk away from actually doing what she could’ve done with it. Why hadn’t Leah fallen to her knees in front of their boss, pleading the guy’s case the way he had done with Theo. There were ways to do it right. Cory swallowed back bitterness that wasn’t just from the alcohol. His expression twisted, that little voice in the back of his mind telling him to just put distance between the two of them. ”Two birds, one stone right? Give him a little payback and take your own on your brother. Bet you loved it.”
Cory took that step back as Leah’s hand extended, his own coming up to ward her off. He stared at it like it would whip out snake fast to force him into the delusions in her head anyway. ”I don’t wanna see what you think happened. Whatever went on before, it wasn’t an excuse for that. That baby did nothing to you, but you wouldn’t give a shit about that. The only one you ever care about is yourself.” He flinched as he tried to shove his way back into the crowd and just bounced off of some guy who looked like he could bench press the Statue of Liberty. ”S-sorry,” Cory stuttered, skirting him to start pressing back into the crowd. ”Stay away from me Leah. I’m done listening to you lie.” He tore his gaze away, letting the crowd swallow him up for just a second before he winked out again, reappearing in one of the dark corners of the bar. Crazy as it was, he was better off amongst the ones who admitted they were monsters, than the ones who were deluding themselves about it all.
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