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weareawholemess · 3 years ago

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Eve [ Code Name: Ghost ]

Zelda’s Mother

She’s not here for him, that much he knows. She’s dressed in hardly anything, an eye-catching bottle blonde in a sea of similar women; she’s just as pretty, just as shiny and alluring and so she easily falls away as just part of decoration, one of many pieces of arm-candy. Except to Liam who is more wolf than man, who catches her eyes -a split second, a heart beat- and he finds a similar beast reflected in them that makes him stop and take note.

She’s on the hunt, and it’s not for him, otherwise she would probably already have her teeth around his neck, but he is aware of her like no one else in the room. He doesn’t seek her out, knows better than to get involved when she’s so clearly after something more.

He doesn’t even catch her name.

He sees her again, outside a club. It’s raining, it’s crowded and he’s only out there to smoke. Several of his men are near by, doing the same, but he’s a step or two away. He never makes it a point to be in the center if he can help it, that way no one assumes he’s in control even if he is. He’s just taken a deep drag when she leaves the club, alone and drenched in sweat, glitter and what appears to be anger. She shivers, bites her lip and turns her head to catch his curious gaze.

“Got a spare?” She asks, uncaring how the men around him stop talking and stare, or how the silence between them should feel like a weight. Liam hands her the pack, gives his lighter and watches as she sensually draws in the poison like it’s fresh air. “Thanks.”

They leave together that night. He still doesn’t know her name.

He sees her now and again, learns enough about her to know everything is a lie. She’s the girlfriend of another gang-leader, someone more violent and greedy than himself. Someone that he doesn’t consider a threat, but only because he’s busy with real shit. She calls herself Laura, tells him she’s a local. Says she’s twenty-four and dreams about going back to school.

They fuck on and off, and he learns the real her in those moments. How she likes to be touched, how she isn’t afraid of how hard he goes or the way he bites more with more teeth than the average man. She smells like gun powder and blood, like dust and lies; he should be turned off, but every time they fuck he’s a little more addicted and curious. Of the scars on her hands, the strength of her legs and back. She’s a hard, unbreakable woman and she’s built of secrets, but with him, they don’t speak enough for the lies to take root. Instead it’s him sliding under it all and to the truths she doesn’t think matter but that he soaks up.

“He’ll kill me if he found out.” She whispers, fingers dragging down his spine. He never asks her to stay, but she says this anyways.

“I could always kill him first.” He offers, casually. He doesn’t care about the fall out. She smiles.

“I think I deserved first crack.” She muses, kisses his cheek and leaves.

The gang-leader is dead, she’s gone and he’s not even surprised.

Six months later, he is surprised to see her on his door step. Heavily pregnant with ginger hair.

“It’s yours.”

He figured, nods and lets her in.

The truth is that Eve is a ghost. A government official that doesn’t really exist, and while she might have cared about Liam, they didn’t have a love story.

“I didn’t think I could get...” She tells him, curled up on his sofa. “Medically it should have been impossible. So when I missed a period or two. It wasn’t a big deal...but then.” She points at her middle, “I started putting on weight in a way I never had before and figured I should find out. Lo and behold.”

Liam rubs his chin and spills his own secret.

“Werewolves. Really?” She scoffs, “Fuck.”

Eve stays, she gives birth in late June. A little girl, healthy and small enough that Liam’s hands shake slightly to hold her. He hasn’t said a word to any one, except for Gracie and his parents. Too scared to really confront the idea of a child, and even with Eve living with him it’s been an abstract idea of this little life connected to him.

Eve stays long enough to recover. They’ve talked. Liam knows where she stands. Who she is now. Eve is her job, and even if she felt the need to suddenly become a mother, all that would mean is a landslide of enemies. Enemies that Liam for all his strength, probably couldn’t starve off forever. He’s got his own after all. Eve has worked to become nameless, faceless and powerful; it’s who she is, and a child does not fit that.

“I’m sorry. That I couldn’t...”

Liam shakes his head, Zelda asleep on his chest. “It’s nothing to be sorry for. I’m thankful enough to have her. I’ll take care of her for the both of us.” He admits, and means it even if he doesn’t know what he’s doing.

Eve kisses his cheek in thanks, kisses Zelda’s head once and leaves.

It’s the last time he would ever see her again.

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scaredofheroin · 4 years ago

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Captain N - Chapter 20: Round One

Finding his way to the entrance of the arena was simple enough. Directional arrows on the floor that seemed to have been recently painted guided Captain N to his first real fight. The closer he got to the match, the more sweaty his palms got and the faster his heart raced. He tried to distract himself by looking around the halls of the arena, keeping his mind busy. The hallways reminded him of sixth grade, where his dad took him to a Pro Football game. San Diego Chargers versus the Green Bay Packers. The muffled sounds of the audience cheering at the fight currently going on wasn't too different from that he heard at the football game. The Packers won that game, he remembered. He also remembered the incredibly long car trip and how he was too shy to ask the cheerleaders for their autographs when they were walking around the stadium during the halftime show. But these memories did little to assuage his worries. All these memories offered him were reminders that he was alone in this. Falco, Pit, Little Mac, Ryu and even Zelda had proven themselves to be more capable fighters than him. If it had just been him versus Dracula a few days ago, it certainly wouldn't have ended well for him or the world of Yamajiro. Apart from a few sideways glances by low-level workers in the stadium, Captain N didn't draw too much attention as he walked to the gate.

Then something occurred to him.

His name.

He told the receptionist that his name was Captain N.

The same name that the Koopa and the Waddle Dees and the Kremlings would be searching for.

And now he's about to fight in presumably one of the most widely-viewed events on this planet.

His heart sank to his stomach as he realized how doomed his situation was. Out of the corner of his eye, he could spot a pair of doors that lead somewhere at least resembling a way out. For the briefest of moments, Captain N considered bolting out those doors and running until his feet bled, and then keep running. But he swallowed those cowardly instincts. Zelda promised him she and the others would intervene if he was attacked by someone other than his opponent. Despite Falco being a little rough around the edges, to say the least, he had no reason to distrust them. Captain N took a moment to breathe, mentally went over the techniques he learned the day prior, and walked up to the gate.

On the other side of the wide concrete gateway lied a large arena of dirt with the limits of the ring laid out in white paint. The fight currently going on was between a large, muscular man wearing blue and black pants along with a blue mask that resembled a wrestler's, sparring against another muscular man wearing reed wrestling trunks and sporting a brown Mohawk. The sight of the two massive men facing off against each other made Captain N's knees feel weak. He knew he stood no chance against either of them. Their biceps were almost as big as his head. The two men grappled each other, their powerful forms locked in a standstill. But the match couldn't continue like this forever. The man in the blue mask weakened his stance just enough for the man with the Mohawk to take the advantage and sweep his legs. After a few moments of being pinned to the ground, the man in the blue mask drooped his head, having fallen unconscious. The announcer counted down from ten, which the audience soon joined in on. Upon reaching zero, a blaring horn went off, declaring the man with the Mohawk the winner. The crowd roared with applause, cheering at the display of might. The man posed and flexed his muscles victoriously, sending another chill down Captain N's spine. If the muscular man in the blue mask couldn't defeat this man, what chance did he have? He shook his head, remembering destiny was on his side. He could survive an encounter with Dracula, he could survive this.

"So you're, uh... Captain N?" The bored man standing by the gate asked him, snapping him out of his train of thought. "Yeah, that's me." He confirmed, clumsily shaking his head. "Y'know, a lot of people were expecting to see Ryu fight, so if you're gonna replace him, you better blow me away." the man warned him. "...I'll try my best." Captain N semi-confidently assured him, making him shrug nonchalantly.

"MATCH THREE WINNER: ZANGIEF DEFEATS CRASHER WAKE!" The announcer proclaimed from his booth in the press box. Crasher Wake is hoisted off the ground and onto a stretcher by two R.O.B.s, and is carried back into the underbelly of the stadium. After making a few more victory poses, Zangief peered at Captain N as he walked past him to the locker area. Feeling incredibly weak in the presence of Zangief, Captain N stepped back and watched him almost in awe as he lumbered by, like a lion patrolling the savanna. "You're not getting cold feet, are you?" The attendant asked Captain N. "Nah, don't worry, I'm good." Captain N shakily assured him, not meeting eye contact. "WE HAVE A NEWCOMER FOR OUR NEXT MATCH, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!" The announcer proclaimed. This drew a noticeable reaction out of the crowd, who were clearly expecting to see Ryu. "NOW, IF THIS NEWCOMER'S GOT RYU'S APPROVAL, THEN WE OUGHT TO BE IN FOR A REAL TREAT!" The announcer assured the crowd. Captain N took a few deep breaths, mentally preparing himself for the beating he's surely about to receive.

"AND NOW, FOR THE FIRST TIME IN WORLD WARRIOR HISTORY, GIVE UP FOR CAPTAAAAAAAAAIN N!" The announcer introduced him, fast-paced electronic music beginning to play right after. Captain N ran out onto the arena, in full view of everyone in the massive stadium. The stadium had proven to be far more massive than he had initially assumed, holding possibly thousands of men, women and children of various species. Humans, Toad people, animal people that resembled those living in New Leaf Town, and others he was unfamiliar with. The cheering from the massive crowd seemed more halfhearted, clearly unimpressed by this newcomer who was replacing Ryu. Captain N raised both fists in the air in an attempt to bolster his own confidence. The packed stadium was much more populated than any schoolyard brawl back in Midnight Lights. Atop the arena, Captain N spotted more Koopa, Kremlings and Waddle Dees, but they haven't taken action yet. He steeled his nerve, preparing to face the first man he'll be fighting mono a mono. "FACING THIS NEWCOMER, WEIGHING IN AT 110 POUNDS, IT'S GLAAAAAAAAAASS JOE!" The announcer continued, the music shifting slightly to introduce Captain N's opponent. Out stumbled a remarkably scrawny man from the opposite gate, wearing red boxing gloves and white/red shorts, and medium-length blond hair and a long face. The crowd applauded once more, about as enthusiastically as they did for Captain N. Upon seeing his opponent, Glass Joe visibly heaved a sigh of relief at not having to fight Ryu. Captain N almost laughed when he exhaled his built-up breath, easing his nerves a little bit. But he grew worried once more when he saw Glass Joe was wearing boxing gloves, while he wasn't.

Before he could do anything, the announcer initiated the match with "READYYYYYYYYY: FIGHT!". Captain N and Glass Joe moved towards each other. The closer he got, the more Captain N could tell Glass Joe was nervous about the fight, stumbling forward a bit. Once the two got into arm's range, he held his forearms up in front of him, taking a defensive stance. Glass Joe shifted slightly, which gave Captain N a window of opportunity to land a hit. He swiftly delivered a right cross to Glass Joe's abdomen, causing him to stumble back a bit. His defenses remained lowered, so Captain N closed the distance between the two and struck Glass Joe with three more jabs. Glass Joe grunted in pain with each hit, stumbling backward in an attempt to regain the advantage. Captain N wrung his hands out after punching Glass Joe. He had never punched anyone before in his life, thanks to his Zapper and two Boosters for getting him out of previous confrontations. His hands remained slightly sore as Glass Joe regained his footing and managed to cross Captain N across the face. The cushioned boxing gloves did little to weaken the impact, which made Captain N fall over. The announcer remained quiet throughout the match. The crowd started to get more into the match with the intensity emanating throughout the arena rising. Captain N regained his footing and managed to block another jab from Glass Joe. He tries to him him again, but Captain N dodges out of the way. Seizing the opportunity, he struck Glass Joe with four crosses across the face, slightly hurting his fists. Glass Joe then suddenly stepped back just as Captain N was about to strike him again, causing Captain N to fall forward and almost trip. He was quick to correct his stance, and weave out of the way of another one of Glass Joe's strikes. Captain N silently thanked his luck that he was facing a boxer, which he had the most experience from during his training. The dirt shifted around the two as they fought and maintained a short distance from each other. Captain N knew he could jut pull out his Zapper and shoot Glass Joe, but he felt confident enough in his boxing abilities to take him on. While he was reflecting on this, Glass Joe began to wind up a strong uppercut. Fortunately, this was incredibly telegraphed, and Captain N rolled out of the way before Glass Joe could hit him. Glass Joe stumbled forward awkwardly and almost fell on his face. His exhaustion was starting to show as he looked around for his opponent. Taking on a bolder stance, Captain N recalled his training session, yelled "Shoryuken!" and struck Glass Joe with a powerful uppercut. Glass Joe fell to the ground, unconscious. Captain N rubbed his right hand, now more sore from the continued punching. The announcer got back on the speakers and counted down from ten. The audience joined in counting down again. Once the number "one" was reached and the buzzer went off again, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. The audience cheered for him a bit more enthusiastically than when he first entered the arena. A smile growing on his face, Captain N pumped his fists into the air victoriously. It was only then that he realized how cut up his knuckles were. Two R.O.B.s came out and hoisted the unconscious Glass Joe onto a stretcher and carried him back inside the arena.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, THE FIRST VICTORY OF CAPTAIN N'S FIGHTING CAREER!" The announcer proclaims, earning another loud cheer from the audience. The minions of Bowser, K. Rool and Dedede atop the arena still haven't intervened, which offered some relief to Captain N. The immense screen beneath the press box displayed a massive bracket of other fighters, which then shifted to show that he had moved on to round two. Beneath the match up between Glass Joe and Captain N was a match up between Dan Hibiki and someone called the Urban Champion. Realizing the next match was about to start soon, he ran back inside the underbelly of the arena and made his way back to the locker room. Zelda was still waiting outside for him when he arrived. "That was incredible!" Zelda congratulated him, rushing up to greet him. Captain N smiled and waved it off humbly. "It was actually a lot easier than I thought it'd be, that Glass Joe guy wasn't tough at all." He remarked. "It was your first bout on your own! Take pride in your accomplishments!" Zelda insisted. He chuckled and relented. "As you wish, your majesty." He joked. Zelda rolled her eyes, and Captain N walked inside the locker room to find Pit, Falco and Doc Louis. "Not bad, kid!" Doc Louis congratulated him. "Yeah! That was awesome! Little Mac's out preparing for his match but I bet he'll think so, too!" Pit eagerly added. "Well, thanks, but it really wasn't that hard." Captain N waved off. "Well, yeah. Glass Joe's got a win loss ratio of 1-99." Doc Louis informed him. Captain N and Falco shared a brief laugh at this revelation, but Captain N quickly stopped himself. "Seriously?" Captain N asked. "Yup, he was one of Little Mac's first opponents when he was up-and-coming." Doc Louis explained. "You think that guy'd get the message by now." Falco snickered. "Well, I think it's cool to see him so determined to win!" Pit defended. "Any effort expended in achieving such a goal is commendable." Zelda chimed in from outside the locker room. It was only then that Captain N spotted Ryu meditating on a bench farther away from the conversation. Ryu seemed undisturbed by the conversation, so Captain N approached him. "So... how do you think I did?" He nervously asked his pseudo-mentor. Ryu didn't respond at first. As Captain N turned back to Doc Louis, Ryu spoke up. "Your technique is solid for a newcomer, but your stance is exploitable. You're lucky your first opponent was someone less skilled." Ryu bluntly stated. Captain N reluctantly nodded in agreement.

"You should protect your fists, too." Ryu noted as he noticed Captain N's cut-up hands. "Oh, right!" Doc Louis remembered, and tossed Captain N a roll of bandages. "Wrap those around your knuckles. It ain't gonna make 'em indestructible but it'll provide some protection." Doc Louis advised him. "Yeah, thanks." Captain N responded, wrapping a generous amount of the bandages around his hands. "You show promise in your skills, Captain." Ryu said to him. Captain N nodded at him gratefully, appreciating the compliment. Suddenly, Pit and Falco exclaimed in surprise. "What happened?" Zelda asked, still outside the locker room. "Dan Hibiki somehow beat Urban Champion!" Pit answered her. "This is the first time that guy's ever seen round two!" Falco added with a smirk. "Looks like you'll be fighting Dan next, Cap." Doc Louis chuckled. "Who's Dan Hibiki?" Captain N asked. "Guy's a joke, you'll be fine." Falco waved off. "It's not smart to underestimate your opponent, Falco." Zelda noted. "Correct. Hubris can easily lead to one's defeat." Ryu agrees. Captain N sat down on a nearby bench and joined Falco and Pit in watching the next match. Little Mac versus Vega. Doc Louis finished another chocolate bar when Pit suddenly remembered something. "Oh! That's not how the Shoryuken works." Pit informed Captain N.

"Huh?"

"It's not just saying 'Shoryuken!' while uppercutting someone."

"Well, I couldn't grasp the subtleties as Ryu almost punched my nose off, so forgive my ignorance."

Ryu chuckled softly. "If we had the time, I could instruct you in the way of the Shoryuken, I would.". "Maybe someday." Captain N smirked. "Shh! The fight's starting!" Falco interrupted, his eyes still glued to the screen. Captain N turned to watch the fight alongside the others. Little Mac came out when his name was announced, who was soon followed by a tall man wearing a simple mask that obscured his face, and was equipped with long claw weapons. Vega was noticeably taller than Little Mac, but then again so was everyone else. Once the fight started, Little Mac proved himself much quicker than Vega. Swiftly dodging around each and every one of Vega's slash attacks, placing strikes when he lets his guard down. Vega's initially calm demeanor weakened more and more as the fight went on. His frustrations at being unable to hit Little Mac even once boiled over. Little Mac took the moment of opportunity and, with a firm uppercut, defeated Vega. The crowd cheered as the match ended, more so for him than Captain N. While this wounded him slightly, he figured Little Mac had more of a reputation. Pit met the results with applause, and Doc Louis nodded approvingly at the screen. "I assume Little Mac won?" Zelda asked, still out of view of the screen. "Sure did." Falco bluntly answered. Ryu was still meditating. Captain N was incredibly impressed with his show of skill, far better than anything he'd seen even on Earth.

Not too long after, Little Mac returned to the locker room. "That was awesome!" Pit eagerly greeted him. "Heh, thanks Pit." Little Mac chuckled. "Not a single hit! You oughta be proud of yourself!" Doc Louis added. "I know, I know." He waved off with a smile. He sat down on a bench and wiped his forehead with a clean towel. "How come you weren't that good against me yesterday?" Captain N jokingly asked him. "I didn't wanna hurt your feelings too much!" Little Mac replied. They shared a laugh and turned to the next fight on the screen: Cammy White versus Akira Yuki. Both proved themselves to be exceptionally skilled martial artists, and the fight went on for longer than the previous two. In the flurry of kicks and punches, the blonde woman in the green leotard fought viciously against the man with dark hair in the white martial arts getup akin to Ryu's. This display of raw skill and power made Captain N uneasy. If Falco was to be trusted, and Dan Hibiki wasn't very threatening, how long could his luck last? This is the World Warrior Tournament, after all. Expecting all his opponents to be chumps would be pure ignorance. With a strong roundhouse kick, Cammy claimed victory over Akira. The crowd erupted in applause for the woman as two more R.O.B.s came out and carried the man back inside the arena. "She's really something, huh?" Little Mac remarked. Captain N nodded, acknowledging how attractive Cammy was as she walked back into the arena, especially in that green leotard. "Yeah, strong, tough, good-looking, she's like the opposite of Zelda over here." Falco teased. Zelda's face grew a bright red as she scrunched up her face, but then sighed, figuring it wasn't worth the effort.

More and more fights went on, and eventually it came time for Captain N to face his next opponent. "Well, off to get my ass kicked." Captain N remarked as he got up, semi-jokingly. "Remember, bold stance, remain firm in your strikes." Ryu reminded him. "Bold stance, firm strikes. Got it." Captain N repeated. "You got this, Cap! Eye of the tiger!" Doc Louis encouraged him. "Go Captain N!" Pit cheered. Falco only offered a solid nod at Captain N. As he left the locker room, Zelda wished him good luck before he left, and reminded him that they'll be watching over him. Smiling at her, Captain N thanked her and made his way to the entrance. He jogged along the way, feeling more confident in his skills, and more importantly, the supposed lack of skills in his opponent. He passed by a couple more R.O.B.s before reaching the gate, where the same attendant from before. "Gotta say, didn't think you'd see round two." He said to Captain N. "Thanks for the words of encouragement." he jokingly replied, jogging in place to pump himself up. "Well, let's hope your luck persists." The attendant wished him. He nodded at him, and soon after the announcer came back on. "AND NOW, FOR THE FIRST ROUND TWO OF HIS CAREER, GIVE IT UP FOR CAPTAIN N!" He almost yelled, signaling him to run back into the arena. The crowd seemed more enthusiastic to see him, as their applause was a little louder than the last time he made an appearance. Looking up, he saw the same Koopa and minions from before, but now they seemed to be whispering something to each other. He could only hope it was unrelated to him, and reminded himself that his allies are at his back. "FACING THIS NEWCOMER, WEIGHING IN AT 163 POUNDS, HEEEEEEEEERE'S DAN HIBIKIIIIIIIIII!" The announcer boldly continued, whereupon a man with long, tied-back brown hair and pink martial arts getup burst out of the opposing gate to greet the audience. His arrogance was immediately apparently, jumping around and trying to hype up the crowd, which only offered half-hearted applause. Dan didn't seem to notice or mind, and turned to face Captain N. "So YOU'RE my next opponent?" Dan loudly asked Captain N. Before he could answer, Dan gave a loud "HA HA HA!". "I'm one of the GREATEST martial-artists in the world, and I'm self taught! Some kid like you's got no chance! You might as well give up now!" Dan continued to brag. Captain N remained quiet, perfecting his bold stance as Dan danced about. "READYYYYYYY: FIGHT!" The announcer declared, initiating the match.

"Here, I'll let you have the first hit, just for-" Dan bragged, but was immediately cut off by Captain N punching him across the face. Dan was clearly not expecting this, and stumbled back clumsily. Captain N's fist was less sore than before, thanks to the bandages around his fist. "Heh, well, I let you have that one! Now the real fight begins!" Dan rebounded, his ego recovering. He approached Captain N, who maintained a safe distance between the two while maintaining a strong stance. Dan tried to fake him out with half-jabs, but Captain N kept his hands up and blocked the jabs. Suddenly, Dan then jumped back and launched at Captain N with several spiral kicks, yelling "Dankukyaku!". He jumped out of the way, but was hit in the side by one of the kicks. It wasn't a particularly powerful kick, but it still partially knocked the air out of him. Stumbling over, Dan took the opportunity to gloat further. "I hope you're ready for a beating!" He boasted, readying another attack as Captain N got up. He could tell the audience was getting more into the fight from the atmosphere throughout the air. "And now, behold my power!" Dan declared, shooting his hand forward and yelling "Gadoken!", shooting a ball of blue energy at Captain N. He recoiled and braced himself for it, but it dissipated right before it could hit him. Dan looked down at his hand, confused by this. Before he could attempt another attack, Captain N delivered another strong right cross, knocking Dan down. He stepped back as Dan writhed on the ground, clutching his face. Dan tried to get back up, but Captain N quickly struck him back down with a punch to the back of the head. Now completely vulnerable, Dan fell victim to a flurry of Captain N's punches. He disregarded any technique and wailed on Dan, left hood after right hook after left hook. He tried to raise his arms in defense, but Captain N quickly subverted these defenses. With one final strike from both his fists, Captain N knocked out Dan. One countdown from ten later, the buzzer went off, and Captain N was once again declared the winner. He took a moment to catch his breath after the fight, and raised his fists victoriously. The crowd cheered even louder than before, now growing more fond of this young newcomer. "LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, THIS YOUNG CAPTAIN N HAS JUST WON NOT ONLY THE SECOND FIGHT OF HIS CAREER, BUT THE SECOND IN A ROW! NEXT STOP: ROUND THREE!" The announcer proclaimed, boosting Captain N's ego somewhat. Two R.O.B.s came out to carry Dan off, and Captain N walked back to the locker room.

In the press box, in a dark, private room, a large man wearing a red hat and uniform was watching the match intently. As Captain N was declared the winner, he huffed to himself, displeased. A small portal opened behind him, where Kamek floated through to speak to the man. "Are you certain you don't want to move in on him now?" Kamek asked the man. The man stood up and shook his head. "If this 'Captain N' is who you really say he is, I'm certain his next opponents will be his undoing. His beginner's luck WILL run out, I'm sure of it.". "Dracula thought much the same, M. Bison. Vega already failed you earlier in the Tournament." Kamek reminded him. "I understand that, Kamek." M. Bison barked back. "You may have some sovereignty from the three kings because of Shadaloo supplying additional arms and manpower, but remember who's holding your leash." Kamek shot back at him impatiently. M. Bison snarled at this comment, but his eyes remained on the arena. "Rest assured I have my plans in place. If this 'Captain' can somehow survive the challengers to come, Shadaloo will ensure he'll never live to see the outside of the stadium.".

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jessicakehoe · 6 years ago

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The Meaning Behind The Makeup in Netflix’s The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

As the makeup department head for The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, Candice Stafford-Bridge’s duties in the trailer run the gamut. Some days she’s applying a distinctive mark called the Devil’s Claw (“his physical manifestation of his grip on your soul”) to the skin of affected witches and warlocks, on others, she’s dolling them up for the high school sweethearts dance or a racy pagan feast.

Based on the Archie comic, developed by Riverdale’s Robert Aguirre-Sacasa, and filmed in Vancouver, Netflix’s hit supernatural horror drama calls upon a variety of references. “There’s so much that we sample from on the show; it’s like a Picasso when we put all of it together!” says Stafford-Bridge. Yet the goal for the characters is ultimately a timeless quality. “We always want the women to look beautiful, but besides the Weird Sisters, none of them sit in front of a mirror for twelve hours,” she says. “They look how they look. We don’t want them to come across as trendy.”

The B.C. native’s credits range from The Flash and The A-Team to 80s throwback Hot Tub Time Machine and says she draws on everything from her vintage Vogue collection to her ‘old-school’ special effects skills as a graduate of the Blanche Macdonald makeup school for both the glam and the damned. “And there’s no little [makeup] bags on our show,” she adds, referring to the sheer volume of premium cosmetics chosen for each character’s signature style. “We us a lot of Bite Beauty, Make Up For Ever, Charlotte Tilbury, ILIA and Tom Ford.”

In the gallery below, Stafford-Bridges explains the meaning behind character makeup choices, and why a good skin care ritual is as important as demonic rituals.

Photography by Nicole Erin Photos

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Sabrina Spellman (Kiernan Shipka)

The titular half mortal, half witch of the series still straddles two worlds, between the path of light at Baxter High with her friends and studying the path of night at the The Academy of Unseen Arts. “Sabrina goes on a bit of a journey and starts honing her powers, exploring what is the darker side of witchcraft,” says Stafford-Bridge. “Because she’s 16 in the show and is still in high school, we didn’t get too crazy with the makeup.” The inner shift is signaled through intense lipsticks like Christian Louboutin Velvet Matte Lip Colour in ‘Very Privé’. “We went darker because that’s still something a 16-year-old would attempt herself.” It’s all the more dramatic now that she’s signed her name in the Book of the Beast in Part 2 and her hair has gone from blonde to the signature ash white of her comic book character. Since she’s often pulled in opposite directions, so is her beauty look and she still has an angelic glow: “I use MAC Eyeshadow in ‘Shroom’ on her lids—it has a bit of a kick to it. And then in the inner corner and underneath, an light cream Anastasia Bevely Hills highlighting pencil. That white light is also somewhat virginal and true to the mortal side of her.”

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The Weird Sisters: Prudence (Tati Gabrielle), Dorcas (Abigail F. Cowen), and Agatha (Adeline Rudolph)

Based on the Instagram queries alone (through @candices), the Weird Sisters’ intense looks are the show’s breakout beauty hit. “We get to go outside the box,” says Stafford-Bridge. Think grey black, blue and purple lipsticks in ombré effects using layers of shades like Bite Beauty Amuse Bouche in “Squid Ink” and “black on their eyelids all the way up to their brows. Their looks are high maintenance. You couldn’t do that and walk around during the day. They even have a ‘bedtime look’. We call it a no-makeup look that’s the day version with nudes and browns.”

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Roz Walker (Jaz Sinclair)

Think mortal, think minimal. “I’m not a fan of the sixteen-year-olds that look like Kardashians, and her character specifically is reaching out to girls who don’t just look like a cutout Barbie doll. She’s a mortal, she has friends and a great life, she’s not all about her looks. Because she wears glasses, we wanted to make sure the eyes still stood out no matter what. She gets lashes, and I put one of Anastasia Beverly Hills’ contour colours in orange on her eyelid to pop her eyes, because they’re brown, to keep with her natural skin tone. And then a berry lip, very lightly, with Chapstick over top.”

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Aunt Zelda (Miranda Otto)

“We use a lot of the Charlotte Tilbury Hollywood Flawless Filter on the cheekbones of all our ladies. That little tiny bit of glow is useful.” The concept for Miranda was the throwback Hollywood noir of L.A. Confidential and Kim Basinger, “with the beautiful, loose hair that’s always perfect and just enough makeup. It’s all about business with Zelda. Her clothing is tailored, it’s never relaxed. She’s always put together.” No spoilers, but when in one episode her character goes through a personality change it’s reflected with softer and pinker makeup.

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Aunt Hilda (Lucy Davis)

In contrast to her sister, Hilda wears pink lipgloss and matte baby blue Make Up For Ever eyeshadow with her flip hairdo. “That was a look on young Goldie Hawn in Laugh-In, because her character embodies that lightness, that laugh, that fun. It’s like the 1960s was her heyday, so she still looks like that and doesn’t care what anybody else around her thinks.”

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Mary Wardwell (Michelle Gomez)

Stafford-Bridge devotes significant time to brows, especially with Gomez. “They have to be perfect—she’s essentially the devil in disguise so they have to be sharp and bold without looking drawn on with a Sharpie! The arch is intense. I fill them in with a pomade so they’re stronger.” Tom Ford’s eyeliner pen is her favourite. “It’s the blackest, black black and you don’t have to be a makeup artist to get it right.” As for Madam Satan’s lipstick, Stafford-Bridge has tried everything, including NARS, Make Up For Ever, MAC. She finally settled on Charlotte Tilbury, alternating between ‘Red Carpet Red’ or ‘So Marilyn’. “She puts it on 24/7. The great thing about Tilbury’s lipstick packaging is that it doesn’t have her name all over it so they use it on camera all the time. I buy two or three and she’ll have one in her pocket to reapply.”

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Lighting Can Be Magic

Part 2 is now streaming and once again features a variety of beauty looks to inspire every generation. “In genre, you usually get a colourful palette but you don’t usually get an age range,” Stafford-Bridge says of the diverse cast. “We’ve got men, women, non-binary who don’t conform to gender. I think our producers and our casting have been really forward in making sure that that continues, even with the guests.” Like the mysterious sexagenarian fortune teller played by Veronica Cartwright (Alfred Hitchcock’s The Birds, Alien). “We’re not trying to hide anybody’s age either—we’re not taping anybody up under the hair or anything like that,” Stafford-Bridge adds, and to make sure everybody looks good she works closely with the camera and lighting departments. “I’m a pretty vocal person and for scenes with many of our lead characters, I’m literally sitting on the lap of the DP asking, ‘Please put more light in and put more bounce in, for the love of Satan help a girl out.’”

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Makeup Removal is Key

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The makeup trailer uses wipes from Bioderma and the Honest Company on Shipka, but the Weird Sisters use all of the removers. “A big one is the PreCleanse oil and balm from Dermalogica,” says Stafford-Bridge. “Because their makeup is so dark, we have to start with an oil. Then hot towels, then cleanser, and then always, always my staple, Lancôme Bi-Facil eye makeup remover. I’m pretty sure my Grandma had that stuff and I’ve never found anything that works quite as simply and quickly and easily and it’s available everywhere.”

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When It Comes To Skin The Best Rituals Are Good, Not Evil

“Working 12-16 hours a day, five days a week, I make sure our cast has great skin care. It reduces some of the work we need to do with concealers and corrective makeup, which let me tell you, after ten months [of shooting], if it means they can spend five or ten minutes less in the makeup trailer every day, they do it! Facials are a really important thing and I send them to The Skin Girls in Vancouver for microderm, the laser light, and an oxygen facial to make sure their skin is in good shape. The men too. We also use a lot of SKYN Iceland products, especially their Hydro Cool Firming Eye Gel patches on everyone in the morning. I even put it on some of the producers!”

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