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wanderingjedi77 · 2 years ago

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The Armorer x Fem!Reader (Acceptance)

Summary: You're a new recruit into the covert, and the Armorer helps you adjust.

You had joined the covert partly out of necessity and partly because Din had been so insistant. You didn't have anyone, and meeting Din and joining him on missions before this had been entirely by chance.

The others had welcomed you cautiously, you were an outsider to them, and their covert leader known only as the Armorer had set you to work right away, repairs, deliveries, watching the foundlings. Wherever you could help, you did, and slowly, the members of the children of the watch warmed up to you.

Today, the Armorer had decided to test you, or at least that's what it felt like to you. The last time you had made a delivery to her forge, she explained that you needed to start learning how to scale the rocky hills and cliffs nearby, should something ever happen. You needed to learn thar before you swore your creed, got your own beskar; your own armor, and helmet.

And The Armorer had insisted on teaching you.

You don't know why she had taken a liking to you. She was strong as she was authoritative. But never unfair. You respected her at least and were grateful for the opportunity to learn from her.

"Are you paying attention?"

You snap out of your thoughts and look back at the Armorer watching you. It was hot out today, and you felt uncomfortable even in the tunic and pants you were in.

"Sorry Lady Armorer." You reply, and look away shyly. "I was just lost in thought."

"This can be very dangerous. Even if the ledge isn't so high up." The Armorer touches your shoulder gently and steps behind you. "I need you to focus for me y/n."

You swallow hard and nod; not trusting yourself to speak.

"A verbal answer is preferred." The Armorer says quietly.

"Yes. I'll focus now." You look up and swallow nervously.

The rocky ledge looms above you, and you shift nervously on your feet.

"How do you expect me to get up there with no climbing equipment?" You ask, and you look back at the Armorer expectantly.

"Allow me." She answers with a tilt of her head.

You pause as she puts her hands on your waist and lifts you up enough to grab the rocky ledge. She doesn't let go until you find a foothold and then follows you easily when you make it to the top. You hadn't thought about how strong she must be until now, and you sit down on the ground in a huff, hot and uncomfortable.

"Are you alright?" The Armorer asks. She looks down at you with her head tilted, and offers you one of her hands to help you up.

"It's too hot." You reply, but allow her to help you up.

"Let's take a rest then." The Armoror replies, and she leads underneath a rocky ledge, where the heat lessens significantly. You sit down and she follows, watching you.

"Water?"

"Please."

You take the flask and drink great fully, before passing it back to the armorer. "Do you want me to look away?"

The Armorer nods. "I would."

You turn away and shut your eyes until she's done, and only look back when she lets you know her helmet is back in place. You shift closer as the Armorer puts the flask of water away, and she waits until you're close enough before she asks,

"Would you like to rest against me?"

"Thank you." You say, and you lean against her. She wraps an arm around your hip, and you shut your eyes as you get comfortable. "If I keep my eyes shut, can you take your helmet off again?"

"Yes. But you must keep them closed." The Armorer warns you. There's an underlying threat in her tone that goes unspoken. "Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand." You reply quietly and keep your eyes shut.

"Good girl." The Armorer praises, and you squirm, folding your hands in front of you. You hear the clink of the helmet as it comes off, and she lets out a sigh of relief.

"Better?" You ask softly and she hums in agreement, her voice more natural and unmodulated.

"Yes." She laughs. "Much better." The Armorer pulls you closer, and you relax, enjoying the moment. You liked spending time with her, pausing to watch her delegate, or work in the forge, and you certainly weren't expecting today to go this way. Joining the covert had been a big step, even though they occasionally accepted adults.

"Why do you want to be Mandalorian?" The Armorer asks you suddenly.

"Because I want a family. I have no one." You reply honestly. "Because I feel like I belong." You pause. "I just feel like I was meant to be part of your covert, I guess?"

"You certainly fit in well enough." The Armorer sounds a little amused. "And do you know the creed?"

"One does not speak unless one knows." You reply, and she laughs.

"Very good." The Armorer praises. "But you still need to study."

"I'll work on that." You reply, and you hear her put her helmet back on.

"Yes, I'll make sure of that." The Armorer taps your shoulder, and you open your eyes to look at her. "Are you rested? We need to go back soon."

"I think I'll make it." You tease, relaxed. The Armorer tilts her head at you, and you wish you could see her face. See how she really looks at you.

"Good. I'd hate to have you carry you over my shoulder." The Armorer replies and stands up, pulling you with her before you can reply.

You steady yourself with your hands on her armor, and she nods before moving away.

"Come along Cyar'ika. We have much to attend to."

#star wars #the mandalorian #star wars mandalorian #star wars the mandalorian season 3 #the mandalorian spoilers #the armorer #the armorer x reader #the armorer x fem!reader #star wars x reader #i did a thing #hope ya'll like it

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blueberrywhale123 · 1 year ago

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I really like your writing. Can you what a Leonetta one shot?

Absolutely! Sorry for the wait, it took me some time to figure out a plot that I could wrap up in one post 😄

I'm still longwinded, so my apologies!

I got the idea from a headcanon I saw that said Violetta slips love notes into Leon's locker, which I thought was adorable!! Here ya go!

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It was a perfect day for a walk; the sun was streaming through the trees, their branches so full of leaves that they formed a canopy of glowing green overhead and a light breeze whispered gently through the park. Many people were out enjoying the fine weather, walking and biking their way down the paths. León and Violetta strolled together down one of the few quiet walkways, arms wrapped around each other as if to ward off a chill that wasn’t even there. Violetta had her head resting on León’s shoulder, occasionally closing her eyes, perfectly content to let León lead her where he wanted to go.

“Are you asleep,” The chuckle that came out of León’s mouth rumbled under Violetta’s ear and she smiled to herself.

“Maybe,”

“I guess I’ll just have to carry you, huh?” Violetta felt him stop and bend to scoop her up and quick as a whip, she jumped out of reach, giggling like mad.

León grinned, holding out his hand and Violetta drifted back, shaking her head. “Fine, I’m not sleeping.”

“I can see that,” León murmured into her hair. They stayed silent for a moment, meandering out of sight from joggers and bikers, just enjoying each other’s company.

“I’ve got a surprise for you,” Violetta was instantly standing straight as could be, her attention focused solely on her boyfriend. León fought to keep a nonchalant look when he wanted to smile at Violetta’s wide brown eyes boring holes into his head.

Violetta forced him to stop walking and laid both hands on his chest. With a bright and cajoling grin, Violetta asked, “Where is it?”

León’s lips quirked in a smirk as he leaned down into her face, “It’s-” here he paused to tap his finger on the tip of her nose- “not ready yet.”

Violetta took the collar of his shirt loosely in both hands and ever so gently but ever so insistantly tugged, her beautiful smile transforming into an equally enchanting pout. “León, you can’t tell me you have a surprise and not be ready to give it to me! Can you at least tell me what it is?”

“Then what’s the point of it being a surprise,” León asked, finally allowing himself to fully grin at his girlfriend’s pouty face, rubbing his thumb along the hem of her shirt where his hand rested on her waist.

“Please,”

“No, no,”

“Please,” Violetta tried once more.

“Nope,”

Seeing that León was not budging anytime soon, Violetta dropped the issue with only a small venomless glare, roughly scooping up his hand to hold as she tugged him further down the lane. León merely laughed at her and followed along. They walked for five minutes in companionable silence, admiring the blooming flowers and the warmth of the sun when León spoke.

“Next week you can have your surprise.”

Violetta flashed a mild scowl. “I’m trying to forget about my very distance surprise, please.”

“Okay, sure,” León put his free hand in the air to surrender, but when Violetta turned back to watch a butterfly land on its flower of choice, León leaned close and whispered in her ear. “It’s pretty big. You’ll love it. Totally worth the wait you’ll have to go through.”

“León!” Violetta whirled around on her snickering boyfriend and fought back her disbelieving laugh.

“That was your hint,” León defended himself. She raised her hand to lightly hit his arm and León only snickered harder. Violetta covered her mouth to hide the laughter that was escaping, allowing León to tug her back into his embrace.

~~~~~~~~~

“Someone’s in a good mood today,” Olga crowed from where she was leaning in the doorway. “Could you have seen a special someone; a Mr. You-Know-Who?”

Violetta grinned so hard her cheeks felt like they were splitting as she tried to answer as nonchalantly as possible. But it was no use; León had her so besotted with love that it was impossible not to enter the house after spending time with him without the whole house taking notice of her giddy happiness.

“Well I have something that’ll fix that,” Angie said as she descended the stairs, a chipper smile on her face which foretold of doom. Hoisting a textbook into the air, Angie spoke the dreaded subject’s name: “Geography.”

Violetta sagged, “Oh no, Angie, please, not now. I won’t be able to concentrate.”

But Angie was not to be swayed. “Nuh-uh, let’s get up to your room and get busy so your dad doesn't have a reason to ban your little dates because of schoolwork, okay?”

Violetta trudged up the stairs after Angie and they cracked open the textbook, pouring over its contents for a good hour before Angie finally declared they could take a break. Violetta fell back against her mattress with a sigh and stared blankly at the ceiling, willing the maps dancing across her vision to dissipate.

“So, how was your date,”

“Great,” Violetta couldn't stop the dreamy sigh that escaped her lips, nor did she really care. It was Angie, her tutor was like a mother - well, no she was too young to be her mother, perhaps her aunt - and Violetta had never felt safer with another woman, like she could tell her anything and trust it would be kept in confidence.

Violetta sat up in bed, that special smile that peeked its way through when anything involving León came up forcing itself across her lips. “He said he has a surprise for me. Next week. He won’t tell me what it is, though.”

Angie smiled, “That does ruin the whole point of them, doesn’t it?”

“That’s not my point, Angie,” Violetta groaned goodnaturedly. “Anyways, it’s not too big of a deal. I’m excited about the surprise now, but I just really wanted him to tell me earlier.”

“Well, you’ve never liked surprises,” Angie eyes went distant before she shook out her waves and leaned forward. “You’re really happy with León, aren’t you?”

“Yeah,” Violetta’s eyes shone with her happiness in tandem with her response.

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but I was a little surprised when you said you liked León. Only because I knew León before. But, I can see why you love each other so much. All the teachers think you’re precious, by the way.” Angie patted Violetta’s knee, her smile still firmly in place.

Violetta scrunched up her shoulders, almost shy, her fingers looping around the loose thread on her bedspread. “León takes such good care of me, Angie. I didn’t even think it was possible to be so cared for and not feel smothered, but León doesn’t try to control me, he just supports me and respects me. I feel so safe with him.” Violetta looked up to ensure that she wasn't boring Angie and Angie nodded encouragingly.

“I love all the little gifts and things we do. Even when I’m upset, he finds a way to make me feel better.” Violetta’s hands sought her diary out of habit. “Sometimes I feel like I’m not doing enough for him. He does so much for me.”

“Well, you could think of something to give him. What about flowers? Even boys might appreciate some flowers every once and a while. Or a card? Something that really tells him how much you appreciate him.”

“Oh, I could write him a song,” Violetta burst out, delighted with herself.

Angie nodded approvingly. “You definitely could.”

Violetta suddenly deflated. “But it’ll take a while. What can I do in the mean time?” She sat in deep thought, geography forgotten.

“What about a note?” Angie suggested. “You write a lot so it shouldn’t be too hard.”

“Angie that’s perfect!” Violetta pulled Angie into a tight hug and scrambled to grab her pen. Angie laughed quietly to herself and left her charge to her project. The last sight she saw before her mind swarmed with words all begging to be expressed was Angie’s fond look as the door closed.

The next day, Violetta had held tighter to her diary than usual, her precious note to León tucked safely within its pages. It had taken her far longer than she’d thought to compose it, all her inner thoughts that she couldn’t find a way to say vying for a chance to be put pen and paper, but in the end, her desire for conciseness won out and she was able to fit a rather meaningful letter onto one page. All morning, Violetta had been near giddy with excitement and nerves, her mind conjuring scenario after scenario of how León would react to her little gesture.

She finally had her chance to slip into his locker before dance class. She had changed earlier than most and was happy to see that León was nowhere in sight - most likely getting his dance clothes on. With silent steps, Violetta crept up and slipped the note between the slots. Then she hid behind the door, partially peeking to watch for León.

He was not long in coming, Andres by his side as they chatted. Violetta watched with bated breath as he waved Andres on and unlocked his locker. The letter fluttered to his feet and León stooped to pick it up, examining it and opening it.

“Vilu!” Cami called; her and Fran all but ramming into her with a chorus of giggles. “Come on, you’ve gotta start stretching.”

“But-”

“Come on, girlie. Girl Code. We need to talk.” Camila pleaded and Francesca let out a nervous giggle that signified something erring on the important side. With a sigh, Violetta allowed herself to be dragged away.

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León flipped the piece of paper over for any identifying marks but found nothing. With a shrug, he opened the letter and was met with a handwriting he was getting more and more familiar with each day. Violetta’s neat, loopy words greeted him.

Dear León, I wanted to show you how much I love you, even if it’s just a letter. I am happy that I chose you when it comes to love. You came into my life like a knight in shining armor, a blessing, and I will forever be grateful to you for making it so easy to fall in love with you. I just know that every love song I ever write from now on will be inspired by you and your beautiful smile. Mi amor, you have my heart.

León’s lips stretched into a wide grin of their own accord. He reread it before folding it back up and slipping into the pocket of his jeans which lay rolled up in his duffel bag; already he knew that he would be rereading it many times throughout the day. Heedless to the lovesick smile he wore, León entered the classroom that was filled with students in various stretching poses. He spotted Violetta immediately, like a bright light shining through the foggy night and his heart flipped in his chest when she laughed at something Francesca said. She caught his eye and his heart went from flipping to racing.

Without a thought, León strode up to Violetta, leaned in close, and pressed a kiss to her cheek. He was faintly aware of Camila and Francesca squeaking and the fact that they were fairly close by, but in the moment, nothing else mattered but Violetta’s soft warm cheek against his lips, the swift intake of breath to her lungs, and the hand that she laid to rest on his waist.

“What was that for?” Violetta asked when he pulled away, her eyes sparkling like stars, and it was all he could do not to pull her into his arms and hold her all class.

“Nothing much,” León’s cheeks hurt from smiling but he could do nothing else.

Violetta nodded, nibbling on her bottom lip to keep her smile from stretching from ear-to-ear. León gave her hand a quick squeeze, nodded to Camila and Francesca, and moved to do his stretches as if floating on a cloud.

It wasn’t until the end of the day when he brought up the note. As they walked along the path that led towards Violetta’s home, León said, “Thank you for the letter.” Violetta turned her face into her shoulder and grinned, clinging tight to his arm.

“I’ll write you more if you’d like.” She promised, her sweet, expressive eyes falling on him in such a way that León felt for a long time that no one else in the world existed but the two of them.

León smiled, lifted her hand to his lips, and kissed her knuckles tenderly. “I’d love that.”

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León was attempting his tie for the fifth time, hoping that one of his groomsmen would notice and take pity on him and his shaking hands but also hoping that they wouldn’t. It was his wedding day, he was allowed to have nerves without being ridiculed. Somewhere in the same hotel, Violetta was surrounded by her bridal party, fussing and primping to the last minute, waiting for the moment when they would finally walk down the aisle and become husband and wife. Just the thought of her sent his heart racing faster than ever. Was she as nervous as he was? All day long, León had a bundle of nervous energy pooling in the pit of his stomach as the minutes ticked away like hours. Why was it taking so long? And why couldn't he tie his tie correctly?

“León,” Andres sidled up next to him nonchalantly, his eyes flickering from side to side before he slipped a piece of paper into his hand. With a firm pat on the back, Andres turned to face León’s front and fiddled with the tie around his neck, leaving León to examine the paper.

It was a letter, Violetta’s loopy script as familiar as home now after so many years. Peace flooded his body as León unfolded the letter, only remembering the outside world when Andres tilted his head for better access to his collar.

Mi amor, Today is the day. It is such a special day that I thought I would do something for old time’s sake. You don’t know how much I’ve longed for this time to come, where I can walk down that aisle as the wife of León Vargas, the love of my life. Knowing you has been the adventure of my life. This is our beautiful love story and we are never meant to be apart. And I want you to know that although singing is who I am, so is loving you. Throughout the years, you’ve been my support and my strength, I have flourished with you by my side and I can’t wait to continue this next step of life with you. I will never regret choosing to love you, my prince, my precious love. There is no one I feel safer with than you. Let’s walk hand and hand forever. Be the lyrics in my song. Te quiero mucho, Your soon-to-be wife, Violetta

León folded the letter, his eyes misty, his mouth beaming, and looked up when Andres patted his shoulders. “Tie’s done.” His best man said before leaning closer. “Feel better now?”

León laughed, his nerves replaced with or perhaps revealing themselves to be overwhelming excitement, and said, “Yeah, let’s not keep the bride waiting.”

#violetta #violetta castillo #leon vargas #andres calixto #this is pretty long #hope ya'll like it #I slaved over this #thanks for the ask!

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rosiegardenlove · 2 years ago

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The Blade and The Bat

Alternate title; Twinkle Twinkle, little bat. How I wonder, where you’re at. Hoo boi first time sharing writing to more than one person... Be kind to me please It had only been a few hours after landing on the battle torn Dyna Star. Dark Matter Bladesman’s unit had been whittled down to just himself after crossing paths with one of Nightmare’s more wild monsters.

Sure, Nightmare and dark matter had an alliance while dealing with GSA, but it was flimsy at best and nonexistent at worst. But it wasn’t a terrible situation, at least as far as the Bladesman was concerned. Finally a moment of peace to himself, some down time for a soldier of his rank was rare.

With a quiet sigh he took off his metal visor, taking in the silence of the battlefield. It was nice to not have to deal with a small band of minor soldiers. Especially with these new… conflicting thoughts in his head. It’d be a death sentence if anyone found out he was given emotions, out of all the dark matter that had ever been created, one of Zero’s top knights being granted them would cause a fury in their ranks.

So now that he was alone it was the perfect time to get a burst of them out of his system. At least enough to last him a while.

“This is pathetic… I am Dark Matter. I shouldn’t be feeling like this. I shouldn’t feel at all…” he spoke to the wind, staring into the distance as he thought. A new feeling started to bubble in his chest, it burned and he didn’t like it.

He summoned his sword and aimed his anger towards a forlorn fallen tree near the forest line. After only a few raged filled moments the timber was reduced to finely chopped firewood. The blade huffed and puffed as the anger passed, his sword disappearing as he looked at his mayhem. He wordlessly put back on his visor and prepared to return back to his master. But something had caught his attention.

From a distance he had heard a monster’s roar, it sounded a bit close. He thought for a moment before deciding to see what was going on. Keeping to the forest for cover he followed the monster’s calls, it sounded like it was fighting something. Maybe a actual fight would help clear his mind of these emotions.

It wasn’t long before he was faced with the back of a hulking demon beast, a matted pitch black mane hung over its head as its clawed paws swung endlessly at its opponent. The Bladesman tried getting a better look but it didn’t take long to figure out who it was fighting. As a glittering golden sword just barely grazed his face and landing blade first within the earth. It’s ruby studded hilt burning against the forest green.

“Galaxia…” he muttered, only one knight could wield a blade of her power. His head snapped back to the demon beast, now standing before it was Meta Knight himself, his wings on display as he struggled to stand firm. The beast didn’t hesitate to continue its assault, easily beating down the knight like a cat with a toy.

Watching it unfold, something snapped within Bladesman, he knew this wasn’t right, it was burning at him to stop it. A voice inside of him screaming to do something, his vision grew blurry as his energy began to pool. All he had to do was pull the trigger. Seeing the rival knight’s mask partially crumble, seeing the fear in his exposed eye was all it took. The Blade’s mind tuning everything out as he cast his dark plasma at the demon beast.

The creature wailed in pain as the dark lightning crackled throughout its body. Meta Knight watched in cautiousness as a darkened figure jumped from behind and landed in front of him. His blood running cold at realizing it was the Dark Matter Bladesman. His cape billowing as his sword swirled into existence, he scooted back as his wings spread out in case of escape. But the dark matter didn’t face him, it stared down the monster as it reeled from the shock.

Another roar rang out as the monster targeted the Blade, but it pales compared to his training. The Blade was merciless as he attacked, slicing and stabbing at the beast. And with one final slash scaling its whole form, the beast fell in two before exploding in a shower of static.

The clearing was quiet in the aftermath, the only noise was the breathing of the knights, the quiet broke when Meta Knight winced in pain, causing The Blade to turn and face him. Meta was holding his arm and Blade could see his glove start to turn a faint red.

“You’re hurt…” Blade muttered, lowering himself to the ground. Meta grumbled and scooted away again. “And why would you care?” he snapped back, this wasn’t a good start. Blade fell quiet, how should he handle this? He backed away from the knight and dipped into the woods, picking up some of his wayward firewood and staring at Galaxia. Using his own sword he carefully looped it under one of its side blades to pull it out.

It was a strange sight to say the least. A dark matter holding another knight's sword at arms length like it would burn him at the slightest touch, to which he was right, a burn would be getting off easy. But the knight knew better.

Blade tossed Galaxia towards the wounded knight while letting his own disperse, Meta Knight looked at him like he had just grown a second eye. Seeing this better off swordsman, one that had just taken out a demon beast by himself, passing the control to him and simply set up a fire was extremely odd.

Meta reached for his sword, flinching a slight bit at the sight of his now bloody glove, but he kept quiet even when he saw the Blade using his dark plasma to light the wood. The dark matter sat silently, looking like his thoughts were lost in the flickering flames.“...Why did you help me?” Meta asked, studying him as he thought over his answer.

“Didn’t feel right to not too.” he replied softly, he didn’t look Meta Knight in the eyes after that. Another moment of stunned silence. “But I thought that was-” “Impossible? I thought so too, but here we are.” they spoke, Meta took it in, a defective dark matter. That would explain why he was saved.

Blade was picking at his cape when he saw that Meta uncovered his wound, so in another odd turn, he ripped a chunk of his cape off and tossed the cloth to his side. “Better cover that while waiting for your allies.” he offered, Meta quirked a brow. “How do you know they’re coming?”

“You think they aren’t?” The Blade quipped back, relaxing a bit seeing Meta Knight take the cloth and tend his wound. “I’ll stick around until they do.” he added, taking off his visor as another sign of trust. Meta couldn’t help but test the waters a little further.

“So… How long have you been… Feeling like this?” he probed, finally getting the dark matter to look at him. He looked nervous, almost as if him even answering would get him in trouble.

“A… A while… I’ve managed to keep it hidden, but I don’t think I can go back to that. Not after this” The Blade replied, a weight seemingly taking over him. “If Lord Zero were to learn of this…” he couldn’t even finish the thought, “You’re lucky. Star Warrior… You don’t have to deal with this.” he added, looking to the sky and spotting a streak of light.

He got up and put his visor back on. “Your friends are here. I’ll be leaving you to them.” he muttered, giving the knight a bow before turning to leave. Meta got to his feet,

“Wait. Bladesman.” he called, causing the former to pause. “Will… Will we ever meet like this again?” he asked, wincing at his injury.

“Who knows… But if we do, it’ll just be the two of us” Blade finished, not sparing another glance as he floated off into the wilderness.

#kirby oc #Shade Knight #Dark Matter Bladesman #Shade/Blade #meta knight #rosie writing #hope ya'll like it

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savage-rhi · 2 years ago

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Part 5 of ada meeting Leon’s daughter I just wanted to also thank you for how grateful I’m am of you for writing this story❤️👍 keep up the good work

Thank you so much for reading these and for the compliments hon! Enjoy the next bit!

Here’s the link to the others 1, 2, 3 , 4

"I wish you would've called me first," Leon sighed. His arms remained crossed while his gaze lingered on the stairs, having told his daughter moments ago to go to her room. He furrowed his brows, feeling some regret with his actions.

"I know I should've been forward about pulling her out of school for the day," Ada shook her head and approached Leon. She laid a hand upon his shoulder, giving a squeeze. It was enough to pull his attention away.

"I was in town and I thought Jade could use a break given everything going on. I didn't know I was supposed to notify the front office about picking her up from school. The fault in this case lies with me, not her. She wasn't skipping class on a whim."

Leon pinched the bridge of his nose as he felt Ada's hand retreat away. He closed his eyes and nodded. Rationally, he knew the situation wasn't Ada's fault either, but as a parent, Leon could still feel the tide of fear sinking in the pit of his stomach.

"I was scared out of my mind," Leon murmured. He leaned his back and head against the wall and swallowed. "When I got the call she was missing, and couldn't get a hold of you, I--"

"I understand," Ada interrupted gently. She did feel a twinge of guilt for lying to Leon about Jade skipping out of class, but she was committed to the part for the latter's sake. A promise was a promise after all.

"If there's anyway I can make amends, let me know."

Leon furrowed his brows, and looked toward his feet. "No, you really don't understand."

"Leon--"

"Ada," There was a firmness to his tone that Ada had only experienced a handful of times when they used to be in a relationship. It was enough to make Ada take a step back.

"Losing Kiera hasn't been easy for me. Even with how unhappy our relationship was and the divorce, I still loved her. If I were to lose my kid, especially while her mother's killer is out there, I don't know what I'd do. I know I seem like an overbearing dad, but--she's all I have left. Please don't leave me in the dark again with Jade. That's all I ask of you."

The pain in his words sent goosebumps down Ada's arms. Even if she had all the excuses in the world, there was no way she could've protested him. Not with how raw his emotions were in this moment. All she could do was nod in agreement.

"I won't overstep again," Ada said. She crossed her arms, gesturing with her chin toward the stairs. "You might want to talk with her. Let her know where you were coming from."

"I plan on it," Leon sighed while rubbing the back of his head. "I think she needs time to cool off though."

"I can tell you're beating yourself up."

"I'm that obvious?" Leon said with an amused huff. He shook his head. "I was a real asshole. I shouldn't have yelled at her like that."

"It's as you said," Ada shrugged. "You're protective of her. I wouldn't expect anything less from a father who loves his kid very much."

Ada was surprised to see the sincere smile that danced across Leon's lips. She watched him move away from the wall, and traveled into the kitchen. Raising a brow, she followed behind.

Leon began to comb through the fridge, looking for something to eat. Alas he sighed, deciding to give up on the chase. He turned his head in Ada's direction.

"About making amends," He mused, walking up to the kitchen counter and grabbing his keys. "Let's go out for dinner. We can bring something back for Jade."

Ada's eyes widened before she went neutral, giving a shake with her head. "I don't know if that's a good idea. What if Jade tries to sneak out?"

"C'mon," Leon gestured with his head to the door. "I need to get out of here, and I know you do too. There's a place not far from here, has the best take out."

"The best?" Ada raised a brow in suspicion, her voice playful.

"Would I lie to you?" Leon laughed.

Ada sighed, beside herself for a moment. She thought about her earlier conversation with Jade in the park. How the young teenager felt about seeing her dad and another woman together. Conflict stirred within Ada. She didn't want to get too deep. Not with everything going on. She couldn't allow herself to. Nevertheless, she was hungry and Leon's offer was starting to sound more appeasing with each passing second.

"No funny business," Ada forewarned.

Leon shot his hands up in surrender, the keys jangled in his right hand from the motion. "Cross my heart. I promise it'll be quick. Besides, I'm curious about what you uncovered today from Kiera's case files."

Ada furrowed her brows, recalling the research she had done earlier that morning. Though she hadn't found all the connections to Kiera's killer, there was other personal affairs that Kiera had done that had come fourth through Ada's digging.

"You might need to sit down for it."

"That bad, huh?"

Ada was surprised at how Leon was nonchalant. As if he couldn't be bothered. She wondered if he was already aware of most of it. He went to the door, and opened it up. Gesturing with his right hand.

"After you."

Ada smiled, and shook her head at him. Going through the door and walking to Leon's car, Ada couldn't help but feel uneasy. Not because of Leon, but what she was getting herself involved with further. Especially when it came to the sins of a dead woman.

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