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Post by Max Madden on Dec 30, 2015 2:05:52 GMT 2
Cats. The more you know
She didn't insist on his past and that lifted a weight on Max. He didn't want to talk about it at all, it wasn't relevant information. It was the past that shaped him as who he was and she already knew about the guidelines. She didn't need to know more. There wasn't more to know! That what, he was miserable, suicidal and nearly died? She had her own problems to deal with now, she doesn't need to get one more reason to feel like the world was shit, that the light mood from earlier just went down because of one thing. In one way Max was disappointed in himself for bringing the pills up. He could have ignored it and Ruby and he could have been sitting on the couch talking about nicer things. But in a sense he could see she had to talk about it even if she didn't want to. That was something Max learned from his rehabilitation. Talking and doing things was the best way to get over a darker moment in his memory and history. For Max it was mostly watching movies and then talk to others about their own happy moments, like that nurse who took care of him while she was pregnant until the day she gave birth to a pretty little boy. Max wished he had been brave enough to keep contact with all the people who helped him. But each times he thought about them he couldn't help but remember how hard it was at first. The memories weren't all white, grey or black. Maybe one day he'll accept the past as it was and agree to walk back to it for the sake of thanking these people again.
Pills make matters worse. It depends what type of pills. The ones she was taking right now, maybe yes. But he believed Ruby was yet again trying to tell him to back away, to leave her on the side of the road and continue on his own trail without Ruby. When you think about it simply, it looks easy to do. But in the long run it wasn't worth it. She needed help and if everyone kept leaving her the way she was just asking Max to, simply because they feared what lays under her skin, then of course Ruby was going to be afraid to talk about it. He thought about Andrea, and wondered if she knew. She probably didn't and he was surprised that Ruby won't even tell her best friend about this, whatever it was. Was it that dark of a memory? And if so who was he to make her feel safe enough that she could talk about it to him, open up like a book and agree to tell what few people seemed to know. "Some pills are the only solution." he said, responding in an equally calm voice.
The man wanted to lean into her, to be able to see inside what was going on, to see what she saw, to feel what she felt for the better understanding. If he could he would get closer, let their bodies meet until there was no empty spaces left at any scale, that the emptiness composing them would be filled by each other. But he couldn't bring himself to get any closer than they already were. The touch of her hand on his felt warm despite her cold distance, there to protect herself. He didn't know how to make her understand that he wanted to help, that he wanted to be there so she could open up and let it all out. It sounded like the conflict he used to have about her was back again for her, but with different subjects. She probably believed that he didn't really want to hear what she had to say, or that it was too horrible to talk about. He gently pressed her hand in a reassuring way, looking into her blue eyes a moment, straightening his figure to look at her. "I can give you the promise that I will listen from start to finish without interrupting you. You need to talk about this Ruby. Silence only eats you from the inside, and that's why you're taking those pills. You don't have to live with the burden of a weight that makes no sense now." his hand tightened around hers, but careful not to hurt her. "It's easier to be two carrying something heavy." Jacob and Ruby were both carrying his own weight with him by knowing part of his past. He wished to carry theirs too, help them lift the weight above their heads to keep it from crushing them slowly. But Max did not cross that line he had traced between he and Ruby. There was still about a step between them, a step Ruby was the only one to decide if she wanted to cross it or not.
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Post by Max Madden on Dec 28, 2015 17:57:21 GMT 2
@daemonvance and whoever will be the victim If you have any personal preference with the two, as how muse goes (do you think Daemon will have more interesting things to do around Max or Vee) I'll leave things up to you ^^ Vienne Sheppard is a Mechanic and blows things up on special occasions. If Daemon has something to fix or just wants to meet one of Enigma's other members that it's not too complicated to fill out. And for Max he'll probably be suspicious of the new face and it will require a bit more work to flesh out an interesting thread between them. Maybe with a lot of fate's hand thrown in we can make something fun work xD
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Post by Max Madden on Dec 28, 2015 3:05:30 GMT 2
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[attr="class","petit"] [break] [attr="class","petitcontent"] [attr="class","petitcontentstyle"] [attr="class","petitfirstletter"]R Max closed his eyes, taking in all the pressure of the moment, on the edge of letting it all out in anger. Ruby's presence was comforting to him, but she didn't make him feel safe. That was a feeling no one ever managed to truly give to him. He had to count on himself for that. But it didn't matter, he was the shell to the cat now and didn't want it to be the other way around. "I know. I promise he'll be fine." and if he's not I'm here to make sure you are. He wished he could deal in better ways with emotion, able to be like her and be strong in any situation. Because despite the tears running on her delicate cheeks, she was still a woman with the strength of a thousand, one that bowed to no other than herself. Max accepted that from the day she stood up to Shaun. She stood until broken, and even then she was able to piece everything back together like before. All he could think about was to find the words to comfort her, find something to do that could make her feel better. But there was just no right answers, just the wrong ones, the ones you don't use because they'll destroy everything in sight, starting with the people he cared about. [break][break] "I give you my word Jacob is not dying, not ever on my watch." and now he was making a promise he was afraid he won't ever be able to keep, even if Jacob didn't die tonight. Their way of living was dangerous for all three of them, but who didn't love to live a life with an edge to it? They are the dancing living crap of the earth, they don't care about what may or may not happen, and perhaps that is something Max shouldn't forget. He chose this, he chose a path to follow to make the best out of the two. He never imagined it would go this far. Befriending them was supposed to be an alibi, something to be able to catch them like some animals you feed before bringing them to the slaughter. Turns out the civilized remembered how being an animal was like, and how much family meant among them. They were his everything, his life, his wonderland, his escape plan for the life he had to live. Alice was there, somewhere in this mess, somehow her memory being the life source of all of this. She would have told Max that the mad people are the ones who need help, not the sane ones. That the mad are the ones you should care about and that will make your life worth living. [break][break] His trail of thoughts were stopped and perhaps partly erased when Ruby started to move, backing away from him. He thought at first that she was getting upset before he noticed that a doctor was coming in their direction. Son of a bitch, Jacob was fine. That's was the first thing Max thought about when the news were spoken. He shot a look at Ruby before getting up urgently. "Can we see him?" he asked a hint of worry in his tone. The doctor shook his head with a sorry look. "Not at the moment no. There should be a nurse taking care of him, I'll let you know when he's ready to receive visitors." The doctor might as well say no, Max knew Ruby won't take that for an answer. He blurted out a quick thank you before turning to Ruby. Leaving the warmth of her body to be confronted to what seemed to be a freezing hallway was a strange reminder of how nice it was to have someone at your side during emotionally driven moments. He took her by the shoulders, as if to make sure she won't start bursting out through the doors to get to Jacob's room. "Hear that? Jacob's fine and he doesn't have any permanent damage. He'll be up in no time. We can wait for that nurse here okay?" hearing himself talk this was was so strange, it sounded awful. He felt like some adult talking to a kid, and he truly wanted to apologies for that but found no strength to do so. He just wanted to get out a few reassuring words and be done with it. He was so bad with words it was unbearable sometimes. "Sèche tes larmes, il sera content de te voir. Il va ce reposer et toi aussi...." (dry your tears, he'll be happy to see you. He's going to rest and so will you) Somehow his french words felt so much better to his ears, but it was ridiculous to use them, Ruby wouldn't understand. Hopefully she'll understand his urge to try to make her feel better. If she would let him, Max would take her face between his hands and wipe away her tears with his thumbs, forcing out a smile when his jaw muscles refused to move properly. [break][break] Soon enough a nurse came to them, to tell them that Jacob could get visitors. "He was asking for you a lot." she said, looking at Ruby with a reassuring smile. Jacob probably didn't even know Max was there and since he and Ruby were on the same mission, it was normal to ask for her to be on his side, to make sure she was alright. On a good team, strong bonds could be made, and these two probably built a solid one tonight. Max would hurry to the indicated room number after giving a thank you to the nurse and making sure Ruby was following. As he got in front of it, he would walk in, either by opening quietly the door himself or by letting Ruby do it. Jacob was inside, seemingly awake and fine. However Max would not get close, he'd stay at the door and leave some room for Ruby to get the the mercenary. He felt a weight lift from his chest as he leaned against the closed door, all pressure he felt earlier was gone. The anger was still there however, boiling deep within and craving to know about the person responsible for this. He will wait there, at the door, calmly regaining composure to give himself some life back. Blood must have been slowly leaving his face, leaving him as pale as a clean cloth, he didn't want to appear like some cadavre to a man who just escaped becoming one. 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Post by Max Madden on Dec 27, 2015 19:41:24 GMT 2
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[attr="class","petit"] [break] [attr="class","petitcontent"] [attr="class","petitcontentstyle"] [attr="class","petitfirstletter"]R Ruby felt the same desperation he had when they took Jacob away. They both wanted to be there, to be the man's watchful guardians if he were to disappear today. And only when he was sitting there, with Ruby in his arms did it hit him. What if Jacob never passed those doors again? What if today was the day the rabbit dies and Alice gets lost again? No one to remind Alice that time was ticking, that life had to be lived and not just sat through and wait for it to end. It seemed impossible that Jacob could die now, today and in this way. At their first meetings, Max would have imagined Jacob to die by his hand, and honestly he thought that it might have happened that day at the abandoned theme park. But no if Jacob died today it had to be by something only a coward would use. Poison, or whatever it was coursing the man's veins right now. Perhaps this situation had to remind Max of how much he loved the man, how much his presence used to frighten him at first, giving him shivers if respect until finally he fell for a criminal who hid his face to kill to get to his goals but couldn't bare to stay quiet in front of his own boss and see his friends die. If Jacob died today Max didn't know what would happen to him or Ruby. He would regret not spending enough time with the man, not being able to know about his past, not being able to sort his own feelings. Leaving a relation in suspense by death. It sounded like the worst type of torture for a living person. [break][break] Ruby kept saying she didn't need anything, but Max knew what she and he truly needed right now, it was to know if Jacob would get through the night or not. It was possibly the only thing that could appease them both. She them told him she was scared, and in her tone he could see she wasn't just saying that. He had no idea of what to do to make her feel better, except just be there. Ruby spoke, her voice shaking, seemingly on the verge of tears. So they were on a mission together? Max wondered who hired both an Enigma and Bianchi member to go on a mission together. It didn't matter so much, some of her words helped him understand a little bit more about what happened. He wished he was able to know even more, to get all the details like he was right there, to be able to know who was the coward who created this wreck. There was anger growing inside of him, but not towards Ruby. She seemed to be blaming herself for what happened, but Max simply didn't have enough information to know why. If he could he would find the culprit and get back to an old Max he had burned and buried a long, long time ago, one that will hurt the man responsible and kill him out of boiling blood. [break][break] Max saw a tear run down Ruby's cheek before her face disappeared into his chest. He moved a hand to her head, tangling his finger into those gold locks. There was a sense of déjà vu, like he knew this was going to happen, or it already happened in the past, with his sister. He didn't remember, the moment didn't allow him to piece anything together. "I'm scared too...But it's going to be okay, just let yourself go. I'm the only one watching." he found his voice to shake more that he had intended. No he wasn't to show any fear, he was to be the strong one to rely on, the one Ruby could count on without fearing of seeing him crumble. He wanted for Ruby to be able to cry all tears right now, to let herself go. There were chains on her, heavy ones that forbid her to show some very specific emotions. Crying seemed to be one of them. He never saw her cry before, and that one tear was proof that she was capable of doing so. Crying takes off weights, Max knows it better than anyone. Yelling does too but not in this occasion and in this spot. [break][break] He kept looking at the staff running around, wondering if they will get any news soon. Time seemed to fly by so slowly, it was unbearable. He wanted to get up, to pace around to tire himself and give his slowly urging nerves to calm down and focus on something as primal as walking. But he was afraid that by doing so, letting go of Ruby would leave her shattered in pieces. He didn't want to let her go, holding her tight without choking her to make sure she at least was still there and unharmed. He won't ask about the smeared lipstick. If Ruby was honest about their engagements then she will tell him. If not, then Max preferred not to bring it up at all. It wasn't what mattered right now, Max focused his anger on other things and he could feel the beating of his pulse climb because of it. He wanted to tell her, that he'll find the bastard who did this and get rid of him, send him underground for his mistake, but anger right now was not where he had to head. He needed to slide down calm paths to prepare for whatever may come. He believed Jacob will come out of this unharmed, but the fear that his beliefs might trick him was deep down rotting in his mind, killing his self-control. 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Post by Max Madden on Dec 27, 2015 18:16:04 GMT 2
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As he learned to be a cop he went through learning to work with dogs, but was never actually paired with one. It might actually save him a lot of time and effort to have a dog able to detect some things like drugs, weapons and hidden people. Jacob and Ruby just gave Max a friend, but also a work partner. [break][break] He chuckled, seeing such a different face from Jacob, a caring one, one that didn't seem to be hidden behind any masks. He was loving it, of course it made him happy. His cheeks muscles were already hurting from smiling so much in a very short time span. "Well if that makes you feel any better, I do appreciate." he wanted to ask him to just stay happy himself, but that would require precising that he shouldn't be murder happy, so Madden just didn't add anything about that. Seeing the ones he cared about happy, that was what made him happy very easily. No need for gifts or anything that was directed to him, a simple smile was enough, and these two were giving him plenty so far. [break][break] Ah the nagging at Ruby's superiority over him. Always there and strangely it often came out of Jacob's mouth, the one who always complained about it. He rose a brow at the man before shooting a look at Ruby. Was there a way he could prove him wrong right now? Probably not without having another failing plan in his hands. "Well_" he was interrupted by the pup jumping onto his stomach, showing how he had both plushed toys in its mouth. "Never mind, you're probably right again. But you're not better, you keep being right about everything about me. It needs to stop." he teasingly pointed a finger at the man and rubbed the pup's head before trying to take the plushes away from him. On the other hand Ruby was being pretty calm, just smiling in her corner. Max noted it, wondering what, precisely made her smile that way. [break][break] "If I know about all of your secrets then you can't do anymore mischief around me and you'll just have to get more creative to make me do anything." wink at Jacob's previous sayings about Ruby able to control him. He doubted the cat book will truly help him on that specific note, but perhaps it will help him on another more specific note: His fear of cats. People say that understanding your fear could help you get through it. Though this book was a joke, not an actual book on how to know if a cat wants to murder you. Now that he thought about it this book pretty much explained his phobia in one title. [break][break] Of course his reaction to the book was making both Ruby and Jacob confused. He had to give them some sort of explanation, even though he felt it hard to get anything out right now. The rub he received in his back from Ruby was perhaps the only push he needed to be able to take down his own wall and give away his wonderland. He clenched his teeth once looking down at the floor, wetting his lips before complying and speaking. He still held the book in his hands, running his fingers across the cover. "I used to read this to my sister. Her name's Alice. Haven't seen her in...15 years? It might be more I don't remember. She was the only person in the world I ever cared about more than my own life. And this book..." he raised the book, a choked smile at the edge of his lips. "It was our running away plan, from our duties and our messed up rich family." he didn't know if anything he said made any sense to the two, but to him in was all he could say without getting too emotional. And by too emotional it meant by shutting down here and now to cry in their arms or the floor. "That's why I call you bunny_" he pointed at Jacob "And you queen of hearts, cat. Even though Harley fits best." he forced out a smile. He didn't want to let his feelings hit him too hard right now. Not today, not now that they were here possibly changing his habit of birthday celebrating forever. [break][break] Cake? Yes cake sounded like a great idea but what was that joke about the Cyanide? A bad joke if they asked Max. He squinted at Ruby, smiling more easily now. He rose a brow and asked in a playful tone "Ruby, did you try to put Cyanide in my birthday cake? What did I do to you this time? Was it all the cat jokes? 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Post by Max Madden on Dec 27, 2015 16:33:20 GMT 2
Daemon looks like a super interesting character .o. I might have a few ideas to suggest and from all my characters it's a little difficult to know which one he could meet. The easiest one to figure out would be him meeting Vienne Sheppard since she's from Enigma. Then I have Bishop Damian from the Bianchi family so if they ever meet it probably won't mean anything good is going to happen (so something more action based or with a lot of tension). And finally I have Max Madden who's from the PD. Now he's possibly the most difficult one to figure out how they can meet, but if you want something casual then they could happen to meet at a simple bar and talk. Or, Max can go to the Neo Nightclub where I understand Daemon works. Max has had a few cases to solve there and he could be asked to go back to sort things out or simply because something happened. I'm all open to suggestion if you want to rp anything specific, a special mood or action ^^
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Post by Max Madden on Dec 27, 2015 2:50:10 GMT 2
Cats. The more you know
What kind of stuff. Ruby you already know most of it, just not in details. He left his family at almost 19 years old to get in a country he knew barely anything about except the language, survived a year on his own savings before sinking into the easiest of traps for the desperate ones. He then had to spend a long time healing the wounds of his mistakes. And he still was doing so, just without any help. He had been sick, and mostly healed over the years. What remained was the memory damage, some of his sanity was impaired, allowing 'this' to happen. It wasn't a bad thing to him. Yes danger wasn't so frightening to him as it used to be, but he still had the knowledge and good sense to know when to be careful or back away. Except with this peculiar situation maybe. Ruby won't get an answer for her question. He wasn't going to agree talking again about his own issues. He wasn't going to fall into the pit of his own therapy by crying on her lap and shivering in her arms. He fell in that trap once, he didn't want to do it again. And she was good with setting traps for him, Jacob too. "You already know what kind of stuff...." he answered simply, not giving her anything more on the subject, raising his head his eyes showing how badly he refused to talk about the subject. So closed about it, he talked about it once to her, he'll need more than a simple question to open up fully to anyone about it.
She was right, he was mad. Mad after the things he had done, mad of letting himself lose his family, mad that he was letting his emotions get the better of him to comfort a criminal and try to save another one. Or both. Mad in love with a life he shouldn't live, but keeps him alive every day a little more. And was it his fault? Hard to say. It was fate's fault, the fault of life who decided to set him on this course, this course that constantly tested him, trying to see how far he can go before breaking, falling on the floor, bones of dust and blood of rust. He was falling in that trap again, that so elegantly placed trap that will make him down his walls for her. He shook his head as he realized it, his jaw clenched into a light smile. "My fault or not, I'm Mad, but mostly Mad at myself. And it's only....partly your fault. When did Ruby become the pill to my own PTSD?" those two criminals, his dose of PTSD pills. It sounded too accurate coming from his mouth, saying it only added to his understanding of the word Mad in his case.
Despite his laws, his promise to let her come to him if she wanted, he was the one to cross the safety line, unable to not touch a person to feel closer to them. A look in the eyes wasn't enough apparently, he had to feel their warmth, their pulse, the life emanating from them to make sure they were there. He took one of her hands from her crossed arms and moved the back of that hand to his chest, right above the J&R. He gently pressed her wrist, keeping the distance of one small step between them. "Talk to me." he wanted her to talk, to stop turning his own words and questions against him. Stop taking down my walls, and don't try to climb them either, today I wish to gently take down your own, brick by brick. That was the way Max was thinking right now. Step by step he wanted to help Ruby open up to him by herself. The wars he used to have in his head for her had ceased for that moment, and it wasn't because her nose was stuffed with cotton balls.
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Post by Max Madden on Dec 27, 2015 1:57:43 GMT 2
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[attr="class","petit"] [break] [attr="class","petitcontent"] [attr="class","petitcontentstyle"] [attr="class","petitfirstletter"]T As they drove, Ruby tried to explain what happened, but it seemed like she didn't have much information to furnish. But she was panicked, and Max didn't need to have her get a panic attack right now, he needed her sane, he needed her collected and studying self so she could explain as much as she could to the hospital staff so they could get Jacob back up. Who knew what he had been injected in. It could be some sweet dose of a simple drug that would put him to sleep, or it could be something nasty that could kill him in ten minutes. The way Ruby kept her hand on his neck helped Max feel reassured that she'l tell him if the merc's pulse disappeared. He looked at her for a while, his eyes switching constantly from the rear mirror to the road. "Hey, he's going to be alright. Don't worry, just take deep breaths okay? Just..." he left his voice try to be as comforting as he could muster before adding in a lower tone. "Don't pull a classic 20s woman on me by fainting." his stupid attempt at being funny was ridiculous, but honestly he preferred to try than to leave everything the way it was and let silence set in for too long. [break][break] After passing the hospital door with Jacob in his arms, the staff took care of taking him away to being treated in urgency. Max wished he and Ruby could have followed, but he understood that the staff would need space to treat Jacob correctly. As a few doctors came to urgently ask them a bunch of questions, Max found himself unable to answer any of them. He let Ruby explain if she could, and he hoped that she would be able to pull herself together enough to be able to give all the needed information for them to help Jacob. He made her a sign, that he'll be right back. He needed to park the car elsewhere and check on Lucius. He felt guilty for leaving her with the staff, but he had to get that done or else it might block off urgent cares. He reached his car, finding an exited Lucius inside. He drove to the hospital parking and shut the engine before getting out a bowl of water for Lucius to drink from. He took the pup out and walked him around, trying his best not to waste any time. He had to put Lucius back in the car and leave him in there with only a few reassuring words. Hopefully he'll be able to get back to him soon, maybe even smuggle him inside the hospital later. [break][break] When he came back inside the main hall, Ruby must have been just about done with the staff. As he joined her, he looked at her face, a tension in his eyes he was unable to hide despite trying his best to relax himself. It won't save Jacob to tense up, he had to be calm for Ruby's sake, to keep her calm as well. That pretty dress she was wearing, it wasn't keeping her warm enough, was one of the first things Max could focus on. He took off his own coat and wrapped it around her shoulders, keeping it closed for her for a few seconds before pulling her closer to him, rubbing his hands on her back gently. He was still thinking about the small things he saw in the car, the lips of the two, connected by the same lipstick. He and Ruby had talked this through. If they found somebody else, then they would stop their exclusivity like they have come to call it. He couldn't help but feel slightly hurt at the thought that the somebody else would be Jacob. There was a small tug in his chest, urging him to feel angry about it. It probably made things easier for them to have it that way however. At least Max wasn't to be tugged between two people he liked too much for his own good. He didn't want to be angry about it, not now. He had never been sure about his feelings for the two, but that small detail he noticed cut short his thoughts on the subject for now. [break][break] He took deep breaths and looked at the staff running around while he still held Ruby close to him, possibly a little too overly protective of her. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice as comforting as possible. "Do you want some coffee? Some tea? Something to eat? I'm sure I can get you something." right now he felt like some father or older brother ready to do anything to calm down and comfort the one person that mattered right now. His eyes came back constantly to the door he saw the staff take Jacob through. If they didn't come out in ten minutes to tell them how their bunny was, he would break those doors down himself to see him with his own eyes. He rested his chin on Ruby's blond head, realizing how holding her that way made him calm. 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Post by Max Madden on Dec 27, 2015 0:48:53 GMT 2
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[attr="class","petit"] [break] [attr="class","petitcontent"] [attr="class","petitcontentstyle"] [attr="class","petitfirstletter"]T You know that moment when you are lazily in your bed, half asleep and all cozy? Feeling so warm you believe you'll never be able to get up, but suddenly you realize that your alarm clock rang about thirty minutes ago and you need to run to work? Panic, wake up, run around the house while dressing up and you just burned all of your toast that served as your speed dial breakfast. Well that feeling, Max felt it right now, hit by a bullet by the situation. He had woken up in a bed with his two best friends, one with benefits after having a really drunk party. Also, skins, lots of them, touching and sticking together. Gross and sexy, bad thinking Max, what have you done again. He squinted, opening his eyes and looking at Jacob with a pained look. Never drink again? That's what they all say before doing it a few weeks later to experiment even further. He wanted to turn his head to the side, and kick it back to attempt to stretch before Ruby started to speak. A hand? What was she talking about_oh. He quickly removed his hand from her leg, and that hurried movement pained his brain, but also served to wake him up more. He rolled to the side to let Ruby breath, attempting to get up at the same time. [break][break] That action only resulted in aggravating his case of feeling ashamed and awkward. As he turned and tried to get up at the same time, he rolled to the side, bringing Jacob along and switching from being under to on top. He froze, crouched on top of the man in a very much unreasonable fashion with a sorry and ashamed frown as he noted his mistake. He tsk once and looked away, clearing his throat. "C'est pas possible d'être aussi con...." he mumbled in french. (it's not possible to be such an idiot) He moved away from Jacob and sat on the corner of the bed, feeling dizzy from all the moving while still being hungover. He looked at Ruby, a shot gaze really before turning his head away quickly, bringing a hand to his face to rub it. He let out a loud and long groan, letting his upper body slowly reach his knees. He remained that way for a little bit, trying to get some blood back to his brain before raising himself again. Oh the headache, the buzzing, the alcohol breath, the cold. Oh what, now he was cold? He was hot like a stove a minute ago! He picked up a pillow from the floor next to him and threw it at Ruby, barely dressed. He felt an awful tightness around his waist from his belt. That's what happens when you sleep in jeans Max, not the first time. [break][break] He looked back at Ruby, his eyes squinted in some sort of unhappy expression. "I'm sure it was your idea." he pointed a finger at her, not truly angry at her, but now he simply couldn't see himself drag his carcass to the PD until the afternoon. What if it already was the afternoon. Well it was nearly noon, so it might as well be the afternoon already. He crawled off the bed, heading for the living room to get his shirt then he came back with it, determined to make Ruby wear something else than just her lingery. "Argh, put this on please before somebody gets their eyes shot out" he crawled back onto the bed and attempted to putt the shirt onto Ruby himself. If he wasn't hungover, then perhaps he wouldn't have taken such drastic measures. It will take some time for him to get completely back to his 'sane' level. 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Post by Max Madden on Dec 26, 2015 14:51:09 GMT 2
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[attr="class","petit"] [break] [attr="class","petitcontent"] [attr="class","petitcontentstyle"] [attr="class","petitfirstletter"]T It's always interesting how calm the PD could be at late hours. Only very few clicking and tapping on a mouse or a keyboard could be heard throughout the booths and office, a few whispers here and there. Today must be an exceptionally calm day for anyone working in the field of security. No alarming calls coming in from an old lady getting her house mugged, no strange calls of a family member thinking their neighbor is a psychopath, nothing of the sort. At least nothing that filled the PD with noise. Max had just entered the PD, coming back from visiting the harbor, where a few fishermen said they had information about Enigma. Turns out they didn't have anything the PD didn't already have. A waste of time, like many other times. Max had come back to the department only to check on a few files, get some job done while he was still awake and willing to work until he felt like going back home and catch some sleep. [break][break] Over the past few weeks, he insisted to take Lucius at work with him. Yes he found a name for the German Sheppard. It would have been a terrible idea to make his dog respond to the name Max when really it was his human being called. Confusing for both the master and the pup. It had proven a challenge to keep the dog calm when he was doing paper work, and also he couldn't yet bring him on any field work at his side. Too dangerous for such a little guy. And to the pup's greatest sadness, he got fixed. Something that is just necessary for a police dog. And a good police dog Lucius will be, since Max believed he did a very good job in training. The cop sat in his office chair, letting the puppy gnaw on the bunny plushed toy while the cat one rested under it's shoulder in a protective way. So far there hadn't been much preference from any of the two toys, just don't take them away from the pup when he sleeps or he'll bark until you give them back. [break][break] It had been a good hour since Max had been working on getting some job done, feeling his head filled with information he'll probably dump during his sleep. Lucius had fallen asleep on his shoes, and the cop didn't dare move his feet ever since the little brat took place on them. However he was going to get up and try to snatch some coffee without waking up the pup when his phone rang, startling both him and the sleeping GS. He sighed, running a hand on his face before picking the phone up from the desk. Ruby? Why was she calling him at this hour? He almost hesitated in answering since that usually resulted in the order to bring his ass somewhere with the dog so she could make sure he was okay. Not him, the dog. He answered anyway, and when he heard Ruby's voice on the other end, all of those second thoughts were smoldered. She sounded at a level of panic he had rarely heard before, in fact he wasn't even sure he ever heard her being so panicked before. He wanted more explanation from her, as to what was going on, ask her to calm down but she hung up as she finished speaking. The cop looked at his phone, wondering what could possibly be going on. Was this a prank? A joke? Would she even dare? He looked at the time while Lucius looked at him with a head cocked to the side. If Ruby dared play a prank of that level on him, Max would make sure she feels guilty enough not to ever do it again. [break][break] In a few minutes he was in one of the PD cars, driving to the known location with Lucius laying under the passenger seat, both of his toys in his mouth, looking at his master with what looked like worry. With the time it took him to get to the place, Max had all the time to turn and turn again the different possible scenarios in his head, and had grown weary. Of course his pet could feel it. He caught himself driving slightly faster than usual, and on the verge of anger for Ruby not telling him more. If this was a prank.... [break] Soon enough he was at the hotel and drove to the back alley. The first thing he saw was Ruby, wearing a long and elegant blue dress, then he noticed...Jacob? He was hanging dully from her shoulder, and the blond seemed to be supporting his weight. Max didn't bother park the car, he stopped as close as he could and flung open the door, asking Lucius to stay. He shut it closed before, with long strides he joined Ruby's side. "What the fuck is going on? What's wrong with him?!" his voice rang with anger, and also worry now that he saw the situation wasn't a prank, nor a joke. He took Jacob himself under the arm and urged to take him to the car's backseat. When he opened the door, Lucius' first reaction was to bark and jump on the passenger seat, wagging his tail at Ruby and Jacob's presence. Max urged Ruby to get in the back with Jacob before sitting back into the driver seat himself. He shut the door and moved Lucius back under the seat he was jumping on. It was obviously useless and the pup jumped in the back with the two elegantly dressed assassins, putting his paws on Jacob's knees, wagging his tail happily before moving to Ruby. Max didn't bother try to move the dog again and started the engine, driving away from the hotel. [break][break] The cop drove fast to the hospital, and unable to take the patience to deal with traffic, he took out the police siren from the glove box to set it on top of the vehicle. A huge time earner. While he drove, he adjusted the rear mirror, to try to see and understand what was going on with Jacob that he hadn't spoken a word yet. The man seemed to be unable to know where he was, couldn't move by himself. It was worrying, that Jacob who usually always had something to say, was only able to blurt a few incomprehensible words every once in a while. As for Ruby, she never looked so worried, staying close to the merc, seemingly trying to comfort him. Max also noticed something else, something that didn't make much sense to understand what happened with Jacob, but only served to render Max quiet on that very specific subject. Red around the bunny's mouth, fainted lipstick on the cat's own. No need to be the best detective in the world to understand what that meant. "Ruby I think I need some explanations. Just tell me what you can, we can discuss the details later." Max's voice was serious, maintaining his calm as best he could. [break][break] Lucius had tried licking Jacob's face and neck before settling on his lap, apparently able to detect something was aloof with the man, his toys resting on the front passenger's seat. Very quickly, with Max's unusually fast driving, they got to the hospital. He parked right in front of the doors and got out, setting Lucius in the driver's seat and ordering him to stay there. It wasn't going to be a very fun hour for the pup, and Max took two seconds to lower slightly one of the windows before shutting his door and getting Jacob out. "Run to the front desk Ruby and get some help." if Ruby did as he said, he would pick Jacob up by himself in his arms, much like he picked up Lucius when he didn't want to take a bath. He would then walk past the doors as fast as he could until he could get any help from the staff. 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Post by Max Madden on Dec 25, 2015 17:58:29 GMT 2
Cats. The more you know
He waited quietly for her to take care of herself, feeling like he should be the one doing it since he was the man who caused all of that nose breaking. It didn't seem broken enough to have to take her to the hospital somehow, and Max was impressed that she wasn't whining like some poor girl waiting to be taken care of. Ruby wasn't the type of person to cry to the first thing, that was something Max new very well about her. In fact he was still impressed by her reaction to Shaun's shot in her shoulder. Any normal person would have been bawling on the floor, crying for help and being the biggest pain in the ass to aid. Ruby didn't remain completely emotionless, but she had shown a great strength few women can boast of having.
But now she was showing a weaker side of herself, one she probably didn't want to share with anyone, being the reason why she never told him or Jacob. And he could understand that. Quite honestly he could have told her the exact same thing about himself. Being a drug addict for a long time before getting completely cured from it had taught him that people could change. He hadn't been the only one. And medical problems don't always forbid you from changing and healing. And because of his own experience Max felt more confident in helping out Ruby. He knew PTSD was a mental illness that wasn't easily cured, but if someone with that disease could simply get enough attention, feel safe, then he was sure their condition could get much better, if not heal completely. Max was a dreamer most of the time. Perhaps he dreamed too much, but someone had to dream around here for everyone else at some point.
Perhaps being so nice was what will get him killed. But he wasn't always like that. He used to be ruthless, to never have pity for the drug dealers which brought him to get fired several times until he felt like the ruthless Max was not a good one. When Ruby was finally done with her nose, she seemed willing to talk. But in code. Or was she copying the way he just spoke? It didn't matter, if it helped her through Max won't mind putting up with it. Why would he waste time with her? It was a very good question, a question Max wasn't sure he could answer despite the reason being rather clear in his mind. "Because he cares about her and that he went through some shit too. Also because he is stubborn and thinks highly enough of himself that he believes he can help." badmouth your own self Madden, it doesn't matter here and now. An idiot idealist.
He wanted to get closer, to comfort her, hold her face, brush her cheeks, wrap his arms around her to bring her into his own warmth, but she needed to talk this through first. He feared that simply comforting her will patch the wound for the next time, only waiting to fester. It needs to be cured first, disinfected. He really wanted to get Ruby's full trust on this one. "Do you know how many reasons he has to leave you? You and Jacob? Why do you think he hasn't done it yet and isn't thinking of doing it any time soon?" any friendship had to be sealed in trust, it was what Max wanted, a blind trust towards the two. Something he hasn't been able to ever accomplish yet.
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Post by Max Madden on Dec 25, 2015 2:54:28 GMT 2
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[attr="class","petit"] [break] [attr="class","petitcontent"] [attr="class","petitcontentstyle"] [attr="class","petitfirstletter"]T Of course he guessed right. Those two will never miss on an occasion to simply break into his home, his personal space. It was probably a lot of fun for them to torment him, even though sometimes he got the feeling, like right now, that their aim wasn't to completely make his life a living hell. It seemed like they actually wanted to make him happy. It was a strange thought, to believe that they could care for a stupid cop incapable of killing his own Stockholm syndrome in order to stay alive and safe. But he wasn't going to complain, not now. One day it'll backfire at him, he knew it. But being all alone for so long, relying on only himself to make him happy was not how he wanted to live his life, not anymore. Now they could make him happy as well, and hopefully he managed to do the same thing for them, bring them peace in their ever so violent lives. From that moment on, he wanted to swear that he will never hurt them again, that he will do what was in his power to keep them for him. What a selfish thought, one that was quickly brushed away. They will never belong to anyone, and even though he wished he could say the same thing about himself, he was already belonging to them. [break] [break] Receiving the pup was like getting a baby from god knows where. And they were all the parents with Max as the main one. It could be fun to use the pup as an excuse to drag them over and get some time with the two. When did Max become so possessive of them was beyond his knowledge. He chuckled at Ruby's words of being a call's length from him if he needed help with the pup. At that moment, the GS came closer to him, sitting in front of him again with the plushed toys in its mouth. When Max tried to retrieve them, the dog ran away with them, only to tease him from the other end of the kitchen. "Yeah I'll bring him at the PD training classes, otherwise it'll become a real useless brat." he chuckled. The simple presence of the dog was what kept it from ever being useless. It was a little reminder that you weren't alone, that you'll always have a tiny partner next to you now matter what. Good to know. [break] [break] The most legal thing they have done. Yeah somehow that sounded very silly coming out of Jacob's mouth, but he sounded proud of himself and so did Ruby. He looked at him with a squint before moving his hands back to the sheriff star pinned on his chest, taking it off and pinning it onto Jacob. "Yes you sound very proud of yourself Jacob. Thanks for killing no one on my birthday I appreciate it." what he just said was aimed at Ruby as well, and he was tempted to put the spiky dog collar around her neck, but that would have crossed a kink zone he didn't want to see disturb the piece just yet. [break] [break] And yet that line got crossed moments later when Jacob asked questions regarding Ruby's taste in gifts and more precisely the boxers. He looked at the man with a roll of his eyes until Ruby replied and he shot her a 'no you didn't' type of look. She truly never ceased to be naughty did she? Max didn't mind it at all when they were only the two of us, but he always felt bad for Jacob having to witness it all. Being in his place, he would have probably gone bored of it and stopped acknowledging it at some point. "Excuse me, I'm the one deciding when I want to walk around in boxers. So yes you do need a valid excuse to see me wearing those." why was he even discussing this? He didn't need to justify himself. He didn't even want to comment on the string Batman underpants. Oh well, it didn't matter anymore because Jacob was getting into the J&R scar subject and touched his chest. Patted it to be more precise. He always felt a little strange whenever someone accidentally touched that spot of his body. It had just become more sensible over the weeks, like whenever someone touched that area, he was reminded it was there and it simply felt there when it didn't a second before. Max nodded at Jacob's words since he spoke the truth, yet again, damn you Pierce. [break] [break] Max was surprised when Jacob pulled out another wrapped present for him. He somehow didn't imagine him to be the type to give gifts, he even thought at some point that the gift from Ruby was from both of them. He took the gift with his brows raised, unable to hide his surprise. When he opened it he first saw the necklace for both the dog and him. So they were really going full on with that Max name weren't they. He chuckled and sighed, giving up on complaining until he found a name for the pup. However Jacob's necklace for the dog was more fitting, less aggressive for a house and for cuddles. He called out for the puppy, using a range of high pitched voices and squeaks to get it close before gently grabbing him and putting the collar on. "There, now I can hug him without getting stabbed." he looked at Ruby with a raise of his brow. He'll use that necklace in the streets but not at home, that was a certainty. After slipping the other necklace with the name Max around his neck he looked into the box again, discovering the perfect book. He looked at Jacob with a grateful and satisfied smirk. "Do you know how much use I can get out of this? I think you might be saving my life." he looked over to Ruby as she spoke. Of course she was constantly plotting against him, but it would be hilarious to see how much in this book matched with her own behavior. "Thanks Jacob." he said, before he looked back into the box, only to see a very well known book cover. [break] [break] He picked it up, unable to say anything, just looking at the cover, trying to understand how and why he was getting this. He frowned slightly, his back arched as he rest his elbows on his knees. He brushed his fingers on the old cover before he opened the book, looking inside to look at the first page, reading the first few words. Alice. That was the first thing that came to his empty mind at that moment. Was Jacob even understanding the weight of his gift? Probably not, no one knew except Alice. After a moment of being unable to speak he turned to Jacob, unable to get the courage to show the redness of his eyes to anyone else. He knew he was on the verge of his own emotions, but he didn't want to open up that way in front of the two, it wasn't how he wanted them to picture him. And yet his eyes sold it all. He wrapped an arm around Jacob, keeping the book in a hand while he wrapped the second one. He squeezed his eyes shut, fighting against the wave of feelings over a simple yet powerful book. Madden was soon able to push everything away, the tears like the overwhelming emotions. He broke their embrace and gave a sincere smile at Jacob, showing the book. "This means a lot to me, thank you." only then was he able to look back at Ruby to thank her as well, but he didn't want to give her the time to analyse his eyes for too long, by fear of what she might see. 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Post by Max Madden on Dec 24, 2015 1:36:57 GMT 2
Cats. The more you know
Yes Max, tackled people who are going to threaten you and not the ones threatening your phone. That sounded like a great advice for some technology crack, not Max Madden. But he'll take it, it didn't matter right now. He simply chuckled, letting the mood light up while it could, and hopefully he'll be able to get back to the PD in a few minutes without getting his ass kicked by his boss. In the meantime, Ruby seemed to be taking care of herself without his help. He couldn't imagine all the previous wounds she had to take care of by herself, some probably worse than this one. Like a cat being independent, Ruby was very much the same, able to take care of her own business without anyone's help. There was a sense of security around her, something she always had, at least around him. It felt like she never truly left her guard down, like she was ready to take arms if anyone came to be a threat in her midst.
Though something changed really quick when he asked about the PTSD pills. She fell quiet and defensive and she didn't answer anything for a while, only showing Max the face of someone's who's been asked the wrong question. Max froze, looking at her with a frown. Perhaps she really didn't want to talk about it, maybe she was afraid to say it was his fault that she was now considered sick by most doctors. He opened his mouth to say she didn't need to talk about it if she didn't want to, which was the best way in his mind to ease the suddenly and gradually tensing situation. Nothing came out of his mouth as she spoke in his place, saying she was sorry. Sorry for what? It wasn't her fault in any way she had to take PTSD pills, or was it? The situation was gradually confusing the cop as he closed his mouth, slowly raising his hands in a reflex to present his palms. It was often that he showed his palms to seem less of a threat, something he used a lot in interrogations, and right now, without wanting it, he was still doing his Detective job.
She moved away from him, searching the nearest furniture to get a first aid kit out of it. Max didn't move from where he was, listening to what she was saying. Handicapped puppy. He couldn't help but feel target by that one for some reason, but his mind didn't make a big deal out of it as the rest of the sentence followed. Was Ruby keeping some sort of big secret he wasn't allowed to know? Did she feel so guilty about being 'sick' that she was ready to push him and Jacob away? She obviously didn't mean what she was saying right? The cop looked at her, confused and frowning, one hand on the edge of the sink and the other in mid air, palm raised to the ceiling. "Ruby what are you talking about?" he wanted to tell her that he had tried getting 'normal' friends but it never worked. But this wasn't about him, it was about Ruby. She was the one needing help here, and obviously he had just stepped on a terrain he had never trailed upon before, nor has anyone else by the looks of it.
He walked closer, but kept a safe distance. In these moments some people do not wish to feel cornered, they prefer to breath. If Ruby wanted some physical comfort she'll come to him, not the other way around. "You can't push me away like this. It's not by simply telling me to leave that I'll walk through the door. We don't need to talk about this. But I think you really need to." he truly wanted to get onto his knees like a father to a daughter, talk to her with her hands in his, but the fear that he could be rejected and that she'll close up forever was too great for him to kneel to his first instinct. He looked at the floor for a second before adding, in the softest voice he could manage right now under his own confusion. "We're all mad here Ruby, but that's how we help each other." he looked at her, scouting her eyes, looking for a trace of something that could help him, them out of this.
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Post by Max Madden on Dec 23, 2015 18:46:44 GMT 2
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[attr="class","petit"] [break] [attr="class","petitcontent"] [attr="class","petitcontentstyle"] [attr="class","petitfirstletter"]T he night Before: [break] The kiss did not phase Jacob. It wasn't surprising given how drunk he was. Was he not drunk, he would have probably never accepted the dare. And here you were again Max, taking advantage of the weak. A bad habit he took from time to time, one that always backfired at him, and he knew this one would be no different, even though surely none of them will truly remember what happened. Whatever they will remember will only seem like a dream, something that only happened in their head, and they would be too ashamed to even talk about it, too unsure, uncertain to dare acknowledge it. [break] [break] The cop was laying on the side, witnessing the two keeping on the drinking. Jacob gulped half of what was left and Ruby soon followed by drinking as much as she could as well before handing the bottle over to him. He looked up at her, letting his eyes wander down until his eyes met the obvious bottle in front of his face. He grumbled and took it, sitting upright. There was barely anything left, but it was too much for him to safely drink without being sick. He took a sip, closing his eyes as he calmly sat on the bed, watching as the two simply laid down, ready to pass out it seemed. He found himself observing them perhaps a little too long, too much in detail. The man drank the remaining of the bottle slowly, trying to keep his wits to avoid making himself sick. It would be a shame to leave the bottle completely empty. It had been a while since Max had been so drunk. Yes he was drunk at the masquerade, but in quite honesty, today was worse, he was just able to take it better since he ate and drank slowly. Jacob was right, the room was spinning, and soon enough Max finished the bottle, unable to stay upright any longer. He knew not where or how he laid down on the bed, all he knew was that the bottle slid away from his hand, empty. [break] [break] [break] The morning After [break] It was late in the morning, the house was calm without much of a sound, at least when Max started to wake up. Before that he knew he must have been snoring. The buzzing in his head was very pronounced, and familiar. He tried to remember a few things, tried to understand what happened and to separate what truly happened with his dreaming. Obviously there was no polar bear or tiger in the room, so that was a good thing, but he remembered being rather scared of the two animals. He slowly started to understand where he was, and what had happened. They got fucking drunk, that's what happened. And now that he slowly took notice of where he was and what was around him, Max didn't even understand how it all happened. He felt warmth on his skin, and also weight. He could feel warm breath in his ear and chest. That was awfully weird feeling but also comforting in a weird way, but he wouldn't dare admit any of that. Ruby was like, half under him, curling her leg around his own while Jacob seemed to have ended up nesting on his chest, on top of the two. [break] [break] Max had no idea how they ended up like this for the entire night or even how it was possible that no one else woke up yet. Hang over was the best and worst. He was still lazily trying to understand the situation, looking around the room to remember everything. One of his arms was wrapped around Jacob while his other one had a hand on Ruby's thigh, softly holding it. Did he feel afraid to wake the two up, yes a little. But he also truly wanted to simply get up and start yelling at them both. He should refrain from that, knowing it wasn't a good option. Better laugh of the situation than try to make it a bad memory. Could they have done something out of the rules while they were drunk? Missed the control of everything and simply trailed onto paths they won't even remember? As far as he knew everyone still had a piece of clothing on them, despite the fact that they were obviously under-dressed. [break] [break] He didn't move and grunted, seeing the bottle of vodka has rolled to a corner of the room. As he looked further he saw the time and slowly, very slowly realized that he had to get to work. Dammit Madden, you can't go back to work now. Despite his heart speed climbing as he knew his boss won't be happy about it, he didn't dare move, remaining in the exact same position as he woke up. 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Post by Max Madden on Dec 23, 2015 0:04:23 GMT 2
Cats. The more you know
Darn it she was annoying when she just denied everything. He gave her the look a parent gives their child when they know they are lying. How did he manage to start knowing her so well? And the worst was that he only believed he did. There was a whole other layer beyond the surface waiting to be dug out. She said her nose wasn't broken, but her face sure told otherwise. The ice should work helping the pain a bit until they got painkillers, and will also help her not having a huge bump on her nose in three hours. He chuckled and rolled his eyes as she spoke ridiculously, making him barely understand a word she said. "Stop talking, just point I'll figure it out." he said, trying to sound reassuring despite his worry. That was until she seemed to want to get up. Getting up as well he helped her, making sure she wasn't going to fall. He accompanied her to the bathroom and opened the cabinet, looking for the painkillers.
While he searched for them, Ruby was cleaning the blood, letting it all drip in the sink. Not a very nice sight, but a very familiar one to the cop. Searching through the cabinet he found the painkillers, but not without finding, something else. There was indeed a small container with a skeleton scribbled onto it, but that wasn't what stroke his attention. There was a container with PTSD treatment pills. He frowned slightly at their sight, wondering if it was for Ruby's personal treatment, or just to have them there. The thought that he might be responsible for her having to take those pills flashed through his mind. Could the experience at the tank scarred her that bad? He started to ask himself too many questions and if he didn't stop doing so now, worry will start to show on his face. He took out the painkillers from the cabinet and hastily closed it.
"Here, Lets start with just one. If you need more you can have another one in thirty minutes." Jeez Max, you shouldn't know so much about those things, knock it off. He took out a pill and gave it to Ruby. When he looked up at her without anything covering her face, it had already started to turn blue and he winced at the sight. "I'm so sorry. I think I'll never tackle anyone ever again." he wanted to loosen the tension before he wanted to ask the more serious questions. He couldn't hold back his curiosity regarding the PTSD pills. It wasn't usual for someone to have those. "Ruby tell me___why do you have PTSD pills in your cabinet?" he asked hesitantly, thinking it was a necessary question that needed to be answered.
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