#◟they say pressure makes diamonds how the hell am i still coal | ↳ lucian scott ft. tessa adams 001◝

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Lucian couldn't help the small chuckle that left his lips at the women's apology "The last time that I called you it was 3am and you were coming to get me out of a cell... I think that this makes us equal." He spoke with a small shake of his head. Even if he hadn't owed her though he would've still come and gotten her and Lucian hoped that Wren understood that. "The heats on in the truck if you wanted to get warmed up while I take a look." He spoke, already moving towards the women's vehicle to see if he could get a look at exactly what they were dealing with.

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Lucian had been fine the past few days. He had been able to decompress and nearly forget the life altering information that he had been bombarded with at the beginning of the week. However today was different. Today Bruiser was acting off compared to the way the Boxer would usually act. He had chalked it up to the dog possibly not feeling well, making an appointment for the morning. However in the morning he was awoken by Bruiser barking, as if someone had broken into the apartment. Lucian had grabbed a weapon and gone into his kitchen but nobody was there, however still Boxer was aggressively barking at the cupboard that held his tops and pans.

Grabbing his phone he googled what might be the cause of all this hostility. Of course his eyes landed on the first result 'much like children we suspect that animals can sense the paranormal.' Before he knew it his fingers were moving to click Alice's contact, not even checking the time. Thankfully the women answered on the third ring "Hey, do you think that you could come over?" He questioned. Bruiser was no doubt auditable on the other line. "Bruiser freaking out and I don't see anything wrong but... well I mean I figured that maybe you could." He spoke not wanting to speak out loud the fact that there might be a spirit in his home. The idea sounded ridiculous in his own mind still.

Spirits had a way of sticking with people. No matter how much you blocked them out, you were bound to see one of them slip through the cracks. Apparitions of people long gone, looking alive and well. That could do a number on anybody. Her heart ached for Lucian, and what he was going through at that very moment. Alice could see in him the vision of her past self, the scared and insecure one who felt her whole world change.

She would help him, she had to.

Alice nodded. Such a change was overwhelming, and further pushing of the subject could trigger a breakdown. "I understand." The dark haired woman let her hands fall off his shoulders, but remained close. Fingertips still entwined with his, never fully letting go. "Let's just get you home, okay?" Alice wrapped her hands around his much larger arm than. The first step was getting him to his apartment, and the next would be to give him some space. As much as it hurt her heart to do so, Alice understood that he needed some time alone. Some time away from her.

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TIMESKIP

Alice was awoke by the rapid ringing of her phone. The woman's hand shot out to grab it, and answered it quickly. She did not even bother to check the caller ID. "Hello?" Her eyes shot at the time, it was around 3 am in the morning.

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"You didn't pull me away from anything important." He spoke shrugging off the apology from the women. Lucian wasn't big on hookup however it had happened a time or two with Daisy and seeing as they were both single consenting adults he wasn't going to shut it down if the opportunity presented itself "Could just be a battery issues, I could try jumping it if you would like." He offered. "We could go and take a seat in the truck if you would like?" He offered. He wanted to get Daisy warmed up first and foremost. The car could wait until morning for all he cared.

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"Didn't want to bother anyone? Really Leyla?" Lucian questioned with a raise of his brow. "I think that I might be a little more angry to find out that you froze to death on the side of the road than I would be having to get my ass out of bed." He informed her. Lucian ignored the women as she attempted to refuse his jacket "We both know that I'm built like a heater." He spoke, already wrapping the jacket around her shivering frame. "Do you want me to take a look at it now or would you rather come back to my place and I'll drive out in the morning and see what's going on?" He questioned. He didn't mind for himself either way but he would really rather get Leyla someplace dry and warm.

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"I've been around enough men to know that they're one in the same." Lucian spoke with a shrug. He believed in monsters. Not the type that hid in your closet or under your bed but the type that sat across from you at a dinner table or hid around in the shadows outside of a low end nightclub. They came in all sizes and had all different types of backgrounds.

The women had a point. She didn't know him and how was she to know that she was better off on the back of his bike than she would be braving the storm of men that surrounded them? She was smart to question his generosity. "no offense taken." he assured her. "I mean ask around I'm sure anyone you come across will tell you that I'm worse than the boogie man." he informed her because it was the truth. People in this town feared the Reapers, they had built a legacy on that fear. "The thing is though my brothers and I live by a code." He spoke "And that code says that as long as I'm wearing these leathers you're get home safely. Those men." Lucian spoke motioning to a group of guys who were eyeing her up and down "live by no such code." He didn't just simply mean wearing a jacket or a vest caused him to be bound by this code. He meant as long as he lived he'd abide by it and if it was found out that he didn't... well he wouldn't be around long to do it again.

"It's up to you though, really it doesn't concern me." He shrugged. He knew that it did concern him however because even if this women didn't allow him to take her home she was his problem now.

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If Lucian was being honest, with both himself and Emily he didn't know where he saw this relationship going. Lucian loved the women that was something that he knew for sure but he wasn't sure what he wanted in the end. It surely wasn't a white picket fenced home with screaming children running around the yard. That was something that he had been up front about right at the start of things. He wasn't even sure what his own future held how could he be expected to pencil in another persons wants and dreams into it? "What stage would you like to enter into next?" He questioned her "I mean hell I'm not sure we're able to move into another stage when there's no trust in our existing stage." He spoke, it was always easier to turn the women's thoughts around on herself rather than actually hold himself accountable and answer the hard questions. He left out a frustrated breath at Emily's apology. "I'm sorry too." He spoke after a heartbeat "I really did plan on being there tonight, it was just a shit day and it honestly slipped my mind." He murmured "We can invite them over for dinner to make up for it." He suggested even though it was the last thing that he really wanted to offer up.

His words addressing what would have likely happened over dinner with her parents were likely true , and Emily knew it. However that doesn't change the fact that she finds herself questioning if the two want the same thing out of their relationship. " Even if that would be the truth that doesn't change the fact that you being there tonight was important to me , Lucian. " The anger that once had been in her tone vanishes and is replaced by hurt as her mind allows the thought of his friends being more important than her. There is no denying that the fem's mind seemed to be her worse enemy , and always has been since a young age. " Be honest with me , " Emily pauses for a moment knowing that once her question was out there that she'd have to accept his answer. Knowing it could make or break them. " Do you not see this relationship going anywhere past this stage? " She can already feel the nervous butterflies growing in the pit of her stomach as she waits for his answer. Emily doesn't understand why it always leads to someone having to explain things to her multiple times to get the point across to her. " Fine , you don't have feelings for her , but I can't help my mind when it puts fear into my mind at the possibility that if you hang around her too much you'll find yourself wanting her again. " Emily does her best to speak in the most calmest tone as she can. " I'm sorry ... "

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Lucian frowned when he noticed that the women was shivering. He had ran out of the house the moment that he had received his friends call but it had still taken him the better part of twenty minutes to reach her location, which she had shared with him though the phone seeing as she was basically in the middle of nowhere. Lucian chuckled when the women admitted to looking forward to climbing into his truck "Well lucky for you I was smart enough to keep the heat on." He smiled, already leading her over to the warm truck "I would've stopped and grabbed you a tea but I didn't want to leave you out here on your own longer than you needed to. Admittedly he would have stayed on the phone with her if he hadn't lost service halfway here.

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Lucian couldn't lie he was both intrigued and impressed. He had not imagined that a women that looked like her knew their way around a butterfly knife. Hell his first impression had been that she was probably an easy target for the men lurking around. It had been the reason he had offered a ride in the first place. Now he sorta wished that he allowed someone to try something just so that he could see her undoubtedly kick some ass, unless this was all just a show. He was equally shocked when after that little display she was stepping up to his bike willingly "At this time of night? Not at all." he smiled. "Ever been on the back of a bike before?" He questioned her needing to know if she had any knowledge or if she was going to throw them into an accident because she wouldn't stop wiggling around on the back.

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Lucian couldn't help the small chuckle that left his mouth at the women's comment "Everyone else calls us that figured I'd just jump on the ol' band wagon." He shrugged. Everyone in the club knew Tessa's name. The women had been unfortunate enough to treat one of the guys a year or two back and she soon became the go to. Everyone knew that if you needed to see a doctor you made sure to ask for that pretty nurse Tessa. Lucian had never had the pleasure of being treated by her. He preferred the old method of stitching himself up, which was probably why he had scars from wounds that didn't quite heal properly. "Smart girl." Lucian nodded when she informed him that she had seen enough of his kind to stay on high alert. "But you know the guys will kill me if their favorite nurse gets harmed and I was the one who let her walk home." He spoke "So either way Im'a make sure you get home alright." He spoke getting up of the bike "We can walk if you prefer but I figured being in a profession that has you on your feet all day you might appreciate the ride."

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"I haven't had a good time in eight and a half years." Lucian spoke, dark hues shifting to look the women over for a moment. She didn't look like she belonged in a place like this. Skin to soft and although those eyes held a sort of sadness it wasn't the sadness of a women who had been taken advantage of one to many times. Lucian's eyes followed the girls own across the room to where she was looking at a few other women, confirming that she was just another sweet butt, a new one at that. It was always hard for Lucian to watch. As if it was the same as watching a fawn wonder into a wolves den, unaware that they were about to be ripped limb from limb.

"Trying to impress your friend over in the corner?" He questioned, sitting up in his chair, resting his elbows against the table, really looking at her. Lucian wasn't a saint by any means. There were nights that he had taken an Eater or two to bed, always sure to cut the ties before leaving. He knew what most of these women wanted and he wasn't about to be the one that gave it to them. "You know they aren't your friends right?" He questioned "Because if they were they would have sent you packing the moment you walked through these doors." He informed her. Perhaps it was harsh but he had seen women like her enter into the 'business'. He knew that her chances of winding up in a ditch somewhere was far greater than any happy ending she might be searching for.

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               The clubhouse wasn't the typical scene she would have generally found herself in before being picked up by a member of the Reaper Crew. She enjoyed quiet nights and the loud music mixed with various dancing bodies was far from her typical night. But finding herself driving off on the back of a motorcycle with a stranger felt safer than the situation she had been in for years prior. Did she know this was exactly how she would end up? Not exactly. But it felt more free than the cage she had been in before. It was only recently that she found herself in the new town and with the unfamiliar group, leaving her still quite unaware of all the activities the members found themselves up to. His response had teeth nipping at the corner of her bottom lip as colors drew themselves over to one of the girls who had been sitting with her just hours prior. Drilling in guidelines and advice for her, explaining how to survive in her new world. Yet no amount of advice could entirely prepare you for being in the moment. It had her shifting closer, elbows resting on the top of the table. Unsure she wanted to know just how disappointed the other girls would be if she found herself turning around and hiding off in one of the spare rooms. ❝You don't look like you're having a good time,❞ she dared to express as she allowed her head to tilt a fraction, keeping colors locked on the male as if that would make the interaction easier.

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"Usually yeah." Lucian spoke with a shrug "If I'm not their cup of tea usually the bike does it for them." he admitted. He couldn't help but scuff at her suggestion "Do I look like that type of guy?" Lucian questioned the stranger with a raise of his brows. "I guess you don't know what my intentions are." Lucian admitted as he thought for a moment "What would it take for me to prove to you that I'm not here for your organs and instead am just trying to make sure that you get home safely?"

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Lucian simply nodded when Wren admitted that she wasn't sure that she wanted to come either. He wouldn't have blamed her for leaving him. They hadn't spoken in years, he had had no right to call her yet she was the only one that he had wanted to call. He followed her out to her car, taking a moment to just sit in the seat. Despite the awkwardness that filled the air between them it was still so much better than sitting in a cell with an old drunk man who had pissed himself.

"Some guys mother never taught him manners so I decided to give him a lesson or two." Lucian shrugged as if it was no big deal. Everyone in the bar had been in unanimous agreement that the guy Lucian had pummeled had deserved it. "Bartender probably would have let the whole thing slide but an off duty deputy sitting three stools down from me wasn't so inclined."

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He couldn't help the slight laugh that left his lips at the women's words. Years had passed since the last time the two had spoken and 'you look like shit' was the first sentence out of her mouth? He couldn't be to angry he supposed... he did look like shit and he was well aware of it. "Great, appropriately represents how I feel than." He spoke lowly. He didn't allow his eyes to meet hers.

"Thank you." He spoke, finally risking a glance at Valeria once he had gathered his things and started to head towards his ex's vehicle. "For coming and getting me I mean." He added onto the end as if it wasn't already self explanatory as to what he was thanking her for. He thought for a moment when she offered to drop him somewhere. He briefly thought about his truck in the bars parking lot but thought better of it, he was still to inebriated to drive anywhere. "I've got a place down on Plymouth Street... if it isn't to far out of your way"

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"I'm not sure that I would say that I'm a god send." He chuckled with a shake of his head "Maybe just at the right place at the right time." he chuckled, glancing at the women's car the was currently off on the side of the road. "Names Lucian." He spoke introducing himself "And lucky for you I happen to work on cars for a living." he informed her "Do you know what's wrong with it?" He questioned taking a step around her and towards the vehicle in question. She had one thing right, the temperature was dropping fast and they weren't doing themselves any favors if they planned to stand around and chit chat.

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"I wouldn't have blamed you if you hadn't." Lucian admitted. He knew that his words held no real weight. If she hadn't showed up than she wouldn't have cared if he blamed her or not and since she had shown up there was no use in telling her that he wouldn't have. He ran his fingers through his hair just eyeing her for a moment. It was strange seeing her like this. It had been so long and if their paths did cross again one day this was the last place that he would have wanted it to be.

Lucian felt like a child who had just been picked up from the principles office the moment the two were sat in the women's car in silence. In fact Alejandra held the same exact expression that his mother had all those years ago. Then she asked the question, what exactly had he done to wind up in the holding cell at the police station. "Had a few to many drinks, completely misread a situation and wound up throwing some poor guy through the window." He spoked, keeping his eyes trained out the window so that he didn't have to see the disappointment in her eyes. "He didn't press charged though... they were only holding me because I was over the legal limit." he muttered.

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Lucian didn't even want to be here. He had never been a huge fan of the Reaper's. The club always seemed to find themselves in trouble, trouble that they didn't need at the moment. However where the President went he was forced to follow. That was the oath that he had taken the day he had accepted the Enforcer patch. There was talk of a merger between the Reaper's and the Rim Reaper's. They might be similar in name but in no way similar with how they operated, it was a recipe for disaster, at least Lucian thought so.

His eyes had been trailing the president from across the room, despite the man telling him to have fun and relax, there would be no business discussions tonight, only fun. His line of vision had been intercepted by a blonde women, ponytail sitting high on her head and her black dress hugging her frame so tightly, as if a second skin. It wasn't hard to guess what she was. "You're barking up the wrong tree darling." Lucian spoke, repositioning himself to look past her.

muse: adelaine 'addy' mathison, 25, bisexual open to: m - 25 + based on: sons of anarchy vibes / adelaine is a 'crow eater' for the reapers mc. she had been picked up on a bike in another state and tagged along until they brought her home. now, she finds herself at her second party at the clubhouse. indie starter page: @indiestarter

               With her body dressed in a tight black dress, heels, and her hair pulled back in a messy ponytail — Adelaine found herself at her second clubhouse party. The other girls had taken her under their wings and explained things to her as well as they could for someone thrown into a completely different world. Be there for them, whatever they need. It felt simple but she knew nothing was ever so simple. All she knew before was that she needed to run from the home she had been tormented with before and this seemed safer. ❝Need some company?❞ Adelaine questioned as she approached one of the men alone at a table. The woman attempting to hide nerves and to pull on her best 'I know exactly what I am doing' face.