Zoe Stone
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+ victim’s throat.
+ “Answer me, you piece of shit.”
“…alive…lakehouse… Jane Doe…hospital…”
“Dommy?” Ezio’s voice interrupts Moretti’s thoughts as he observes his recorded torture of Connor, “How many more times you gonna watch this?”
“As many as it takes.”
“For what?” +
+ “Answer me, you piece of shit.”
“…alive…lakehouse… Jane Doe…hospital…”
“Dommy?” Ezio’s voice interrupts Moretti’s thoughts as he observes his recorded torture of Connor, “How many more times you gonna watch this?”
“As many as it takes.”
“For what?” +
January 4, 2025 at 4:27 AM
+ victim’s throat.
+ “Answer me, you piece of shit.”
“…alive…lakehouse… Jane Doe…hospital…”
“Dommy?” Ezio’s voice interrupts Moretti’s thoughts as he observes his recorded torture of Connor, “How many more times you gonna watch this?”
“As many as it takes.”
“For what?” +
+ “Answer me, you piece of shit.”
“…alive…lakehouse… Jane Doe…hospital…”
“Dommy?” Ezio’s voice interrupts Moretti’s thoughts as he observes his recorded torture of Connor, “How many more times you gonna watch this?”
“As many as it takes.”
“For what?” +
+ Confident her jet lag has been dealt with and in no mood for more dreams that will slay her with terminable remorse; she nods decisively. It was time to see an old friend. Time to get some answers. And time to pull herself out of her darkness. Before it kills her… +
January 4, 2025 at 4:27 AM
+ Confident her jet lag has been dealt with and in no mood for more dreams that will slay her with terminable remorse; she nods decisively. It was time to see an old friend. Time to get some answers. And time to pull herself out of her darkness. Before it kills her… +
+ He chuckles, not surprised by her answer, “How bout you just come over then? We can get high. Have some fun. Help each other sleep…”
“No. Last time was the last time.”
“Like the time before that, you mean? Oh, and the time before that?”
Her breath catches in her +
“No. Last time was the last time.”
“Like the time before that, you mean? Oh, and the time before that?”
Her breath catches in her +
January 4, 2025 at 4:27 AM
+ He chuckles, not surprised by her answer, “How bout you just come over then? We can get high. Have some fun. Help each other sleep…”
“No. Last time was the last time.”
“Like the time before that, you mean? Oh, and the time before that?”
Her breath catches in her +
“No. Last time was the last time.”
“Like the time before that, you mean? Oh, and the time before that?”
Her breath catches in her +
Chapter 3 Solo Part 1 – “Fractured”
Zoe slowly opens her eyes, instantly aware of the warmth of the male’s muscular form against the back of her own naked body. Glancing down, she observes his arm draped over her, gently taking hold of his wrist to stealthily inch it off +
Zoe slowly opens her eyes, instantly aware of the warmth of the male’s muscular form against the back of her own naked body. Glancing down, she observes his arm draped over her, gently taking hold of his wrist to stealthily inch it off +
January 4, 2025 at 4:27 AM
Chapter 3 Solo Part 1 – “Fractured”
Zoe slowly opens her eyes, instantly aware of the warmth of the male’s muscular form against the back of her own naked body. Glancing down, she observes his arm draped over her, gently taking hold of his wrist to stealthily inch it off +
Zoe slowly opens her eyes, instantly aware of the warmth of the male’s muscular form against the back of her own naked body. Glancing down, she observes his arm draped over her, gently taking hold of his wrist to stealthily inch it off +
"The Mockingbird" - Chapter Three
January 4, 2025 at 4:04 AM
"The Mockingbird" - Chapter Three
+ “Nicholls, talk to me,” Corvax stands on the ruined street, one that had been hit particularly badly by the explosives, “Fifth is /fucked/! What the fuck is goin on?!”
“Calm down, Flynn. Still waiting on confirmation. Early reports are twelve confirmed blasts, +
“Calm down, Flynn. Still waiting on confirmation. Early reports are twelve confirmed blasts, +
January 3, 2025 at 3:08 AM
+ “Nicholls, talk to me,” Corvax stands on the ruined street, one that had been hit particularly badly by the explosives, “Fifth is /fucked/! What the fuck is goin on?!”
“Calm down, Flynn. Still waiting on confirmation. Early reports are twelve confirmed blasts, +
“Calm down, Flynn. Still waiting on confirmation. Early reports are twelve confirmed blasts, +
+ Moretti hangs up his phone and glances up and down the street, considering hailing a cab.
“Dominic Moretti?” the blonde male approaches him, looking serious.
“Yeah?”
“Agent Connor, Department. You’re under arrest,” producing his ID, he looks as stern as possible. +
“Dominic Moretti?” the blonde male approaches him, looking serious.
“Yeah?”
“Agent Connor, Department. You’re under arrest,” producing his ID, he looks as stern as possible. +
January 3, 2025 at 3:08 AM
+ Moretti hangs up his phone and glances up and down the street, considering hailing a cab.
“Dominic Moretti?” the blonde male approaches him, looking serious.
“Yeah?”
“Agent Connor, Department. You’re under arrest,” producing his ID, he looks as stern as possible. +
“Dominic Moretti?” the blonde male approaches him, looking serious.
“Yeah?”
“Agent Connor, Department. You’re under arrest,” producing his ID, he looks as stern as possible. +
+ “Adam!” Isabella intercepts her son as he prepares to storm off the plane, “Listen to me. Don’t you go losin your temper when you talk to her. Let her explain herself.”
“Mom… there’s nothing for her to explain.”
“Course there is. I’m sure she didn’t mean…” +
“Mom… there’s nothing for her to explain.”
“Course there is. I’m sure she didn’t mean…” +
January 3, 2025 at 3:08 AM
+ “Adam!” Isabella intercepts her son as he prepares to storm off the plane, “Listen to me. Don’t you go losin your temper when you talk to her. Let her explain herself.”
“Mom… there’s nothing for her to explain.”
“Course there is. I’m sure she didn’t mean…” +
“Mom… there’s nothing for her to explain.”
“Course there is. I’m sure she didn’t mean…” +
+ “Sir?” Connor approaches, “I’m so sorry, I came as soon as I heard. Is everyone all right?”
Nicholls stretches a thin smile across his lips, using every ounce of self-control he can muster to not just punch the man right in the face.
“Everyone is fine, Agent Connor. +
Nicholls stretches a thin smile across his lips, using every ounce of self-control he can muster to not just punch the man right in the face.
“Everyone is fine, Agent Connor. +
January 3, 2025 at 3:08 AM
+ “Sir?” Connor approaches, “I’m so sorry, I came as soon as I heard. Is everyone all right?”
Nicholls stretches a thin smile across his lips, using every ounce of self-control he can muster to not just punch the man right in the face.
“Everyone is fine, Agent Connor. +
Nicholls stretches a thin smile across his lips, using every ounce of self-control he can muster to not just punch the man right in the face.
“Everyone is fine, Agent Connor. +
+ smouldering rubble in the distance that used to be their workplace, “How many buildings hit, lives lost. And we need a full count of the total devices, make sure we find the ones that /didn’t/ blow. Good, keep me informed.” +
January 3, 2025 at 3:08 AM
+ smouldering rubble in the distance that used to be their workplace, “How many buildings hit, lives lost. And we need a full count of the total devices, make sure we find the ones that /didn’t/ blow. Good, keep me informed.” +
+ “Bye, Jordan,” she turns to walk away, despite having no idea where she’s even going.
“Zoe, wait!”
Stopping, she turns to face him, but is met only with silence as his mouth hangs open, yet again finding himself struggling to deliver the news about her sister. +
“Zoe, wait!”
Stopping, she turns to face him, but is met only with silence as his mouth hangs open, yet again finding himself struggling to deliver the news about her sister. +
January 3, 2025 at 3:08 AM
+ “Bye, Jordan,” she turns to walk away, despite having no idea where she’s even going.
“Zoe, wait!”
Stopping, she turns to face him, but is met only with silence as his mouth hangs open, yet again finding himself struggling to deliver the news about her sister. +
“Zoe, wait!”
Stopping, she turns to face him, but is met only with silence as his mouth hangs open, yet again finding himself struggling to deliver the news about her sister. +
+ “Shut the fuck up. Zoe would /never/ love a monster like you.”
“Yeah, man. Keep tellin yourself that,” chuckling and neither able nor willing to contain his amusement, Moretti bids him farewell.
Ending the call, Corvax clamps his eyes shut, not wanting to believe what +
“Yeah, man. Keep tellin yourself that,” chuckling and neither able nor willing to contain his amusement, Moretti bids him farewell.
Ending the call, Corvax clamps his eyes shut, not wanting to believe what +
January 3, 2025 at 3:08 AM
+ “Shut the fuck up. Zoe would /never/ love a monster like you.”
“Yeah, man. Keep tellin yourself that,” chuckling and neither able nor willing to contain his amusement, Moretti bids him farewell.
Ending the call, Corvax clamps his eyes shut, not wanting to believe what +
“Yeah, man. Keep tellin yourself that,” chuckling and neither able nor willing to contain his amusement, Moretti bids him farewell.
Ending the call, Corvax clamps his eyes shut, not wanting to believe what +
Chapter 2 Solo Part 35 – “Aftershocks”
Corvax grips his phone in his white knuckled hand, staring at the timer which now reads zero. He’d managed to scramble just over half the signals before he’d run out of time. Which meant at least twenty bombs had likely still gone off. +
Corvax grips his phone in his white knuckled hand, staring at the timer which now reads zero. He’d managed to scramble just over half the signals before he’d run out of time. Which meant at least twenty bombs had likely still gone off. +
January 3, 2025 at 3:08 AM
Chapter 2 Solo Part 35 – “Aftershocks”
Corvax grips his phone in his white knuckled hand, staring at the timer which now reads zero. He’d managed to scramble just over half the signals before he’d run out of time. Which meant at least twenty bombs had likely still gone off. +
Corvax grips his phone in his white knuckled hand, staring at the timer which now reads zero. He’d managed to scramble just over half the signals before he’d run out of time. Which meant at least twenty bombs had likely still gone off. +
+ Told ya I didn’t kill him,” he picks up his own shirt and starts slipping it on.
“Congratulations, you told the truth for once in your life,” Zoe rolls her eyes before she starts walking away.
“Hey little birdie, by the way… this thing…between us…” Moretti wiggles +
“Congratulations, you told the truth for once in your life,” Zoe rolls her eyes before she starts walking away.
“Hey little birdie, by the way… this thing…between us…” Moretti wiggles +
January 3, 2025 at 2:52 AM
+ Told ya I didn’t kill him,” he picks up his own shirt and starts slipping it on.
“Congratulations, you told the truth for once in your life,” Zoe rolls her eyes before she starts walking away.
“Hey little birdie, by the way… this thing…between us…” Moretti wiggles +
“Congratulations, you told the truth for once in your life,” Zoe rolls her eyes before she starts walking away.
“Hey little birdie, by the way… this thing…between us…” Moretti wiggles +
+ is not happening. I’m not lettin you go till I get what I want.”
“Let her go, Moretti,” a stern male voice that Zoe immediately recognises is punctuated by the cocking of a pistol, “Right now.”
“Dude, your timing suuucks,” turning to face the male, he runs his hands over +
“Let her go, Moretti,” a stern male voice that Zoe immediately recognises is punctuated by the cocking of a pistol, “Right now.”
“Dude, your timing suuucks,” turning to face the male, he runs his hands over +
January 3, 2025 at 2:52 AM
+ is not happening. I’m not lettin you go till I get what I want.”
“Let her go, Moretti,” a stern male voice that Zoe immediately recognises is punctuated by the cocking of a pistol, “Right now.”
“Dude, your timing suuucks,” turning to face the male, he runs his hands over +
“Let her go, Moretti,” a stern male voice that Zoe immediately recognises is punctuated by the cocking of a pistol, “Right now.”
“Dude, your timing suuucks,” turning to face the male, he runs his hands over +
+ “What did you do with Jordan?”
Moretti doesn’t resist, simply holding his hands out at his sides in apparent surrender, and oddly, a smirk on his lips.
“Who the fuck is Jordan?”
“Jordan McCoy. The guy who arrested me. +
Moretti doesn’t resist, simply holding his hands out at his sides in apparent surrender, and oddly, a smirk on his lips.
“Who the fuck is Jordan?”
“Jordan McCoy. The guy who arrested me. +
January 3, 2025 at 2:52 AM
+ “What did you do with Jordan?”
Moretti doesn’t resist, simply holding his hands out at his sides in apparent surrender, and oddly, a smirk on his lips.
“Who the fuck is Jordan?”
“Jordan McCoy. The guy who arrested me. +
Moretti doesn’t resist, simply holding his hands out at his sides in apparent surrender, and oddly, a smirk on his lips.
“Who the fuck is Jordan?”
“Jordan McCoy. The guy who arrested me. +
+ “See these patterns?” Corvax is showing Steven his laptop screen, waiting for the penny to drop, “Notice anything?”
“Uhh… not really man, sorry,” shaking his head, Steven looks disappointed in himself.
“Exactly,” turning his computer back around, +
“Uhh… not really man, sorry,” shaking his head, Steven looks disappointed in himself.
“Exactly,” turning his computer back around, +
January 3, 2025 at 2:52 AM
+ “See these patterns?” Corvax is showing Steven his laptop screen, waiting for the penny to drop, “Notice anything?”
“Uhh… not really man, sorry,” shaking his head, Steven looks disappointed in himself.
“Exactly,” turning his computer back around, +
“Uhh… not really man, sorry,” shaking his head, Steven looks disappointed in himself.
“Exactly,” turning his computer back around, +
+ Except for one item which immediately catches Zoe’s eye, freeing her hand from his, and making her way directly toward it. Pausing to exhale a slow breath in apparent awe of the ancient katana, she feels Moretti approach behind her, his breath and voice in her ear. +
January 3, 2025 at 2:52 AM
+ Except for one item which immediately catches Zoe’s eye, freeing her hand from his, and making her way directly toward it. Pausing to exhale a slow breath in apparent awe of the ancient katana, she feels Moretti approach behind her, his breath and voice in her ear. +
+ Reluctantly, she lets him lead her toward the apparently still-closed exhibit. After a few brief words and wad of cash to the museum curator, the two of them are alone among the priceless artifacts, most encased behind thick safety glass. +
January 3, 2025 at 2:52 AM
+ Reluctantly, she lets him lead her toward the apparently still-closed exhibit. After a few brief words and wad of cash to the museum curator, the two of them are alone among the priceless artifacts, most encased behind thick safety glass. +
Chapter 2 Solo Part 34 – “Downward Spiral”
#PossibleTriggers
Around twenty minutes later, a triumphant looking Moretti is leading a stoic Zoe into the city’s Art History Museum.
“Behold! Am I a genius, or am I a genius?”
“I don’t get it,” she couldn’t possibly look any +
#PossibleTriggers
Around twenty minutes later, a triumphant looking Moretti is leading a stoic Zoe into the city’s Art History Museum.
“Behold! Am I a genius, or am I a genius?”
“I don’t get it,” she couldn’t possibly look any +
January 3, 2025 at 2:52 AM
Chapter 2 Solo Part 34 – “Downward Spiral”
#PossibleTriggers
Around twenty minutes later, a triumphant looking Moretti is leading a stoic Zoe into the city’s Art History Museum.
“Behold! Am I a genius, or am I a genius?”
“I don’t get it,” she couldn’t possibly look any +
#PossibleTriggers
Around twenty minutes later, a triumphant looking Moretti is leading a stoic Zoe into the city’s Art History Museum.
“Behold! Am I a genius, or am I a genius?”
“I don’t get it,” she couldn’t possibly look any +
+ he feels physically sick when he sees the name on his screen. What the /fuck/ was she doing with Domenic Moretti?
TBC
TBC
November 23, 2024 at 12:01 AM
+ he feels physically sick when he sees the name on his screen. What the /fuck/ was she doing with Domenic Moretti?
TBC
TBC
+ figure this thing out.”
Ending the call without saying goodbye, she leans against the wall of the alley behind the Department and exhales a heavy breath.
“Hello?” approaching her, Moretti waves his hand in her face, “Wanna catch me up?”
Meeting his gaze with a withering +
Ending the call without saying goodbye, she leans against the wall of the alley behind the Department and exhales a heavy breath.
“Hello?” approaching her, Moretti waves his hand in her face, “Wanna catch me up?”
Meeting his gaze with a withering +
November 23, 2024 at 12:01 AM
+ figure this thing out.”
Ending the call without saying goodbye, she leans against the wall of the alley behind the Department and exhales a heavy breath.
“Hello?” approaching her, Moretti waves his hand in her face, “Wanna catch me up?”
Meeting his gaze with a withering +
Ending the call without saying goodbye, she leans against the wall of the alley behind the Department and exhales a heavy breath.
“Hello?” approaching her, Moretti waves his hand in her face, “Wanna catch me up?”
Meeting his gaze with a withering +
+ “Zoe? Where are you?”
Turning to glance at his mother, who sits clutching her chest, clearly relieved that Zoe had made contact, he is not at all prepared for the brunette’s next words.
“I’m… at the Department,” her tone is confused, “Standing right outside my cosy +
Turning to glance at his mother, who sits clutching her chest, clearly relieved that Zoe had made contact, he is not at all prepared for the brunette’s next words.
“I’m… at the Department,” her tone is confused, “Standing right outside my cosy +
November 23, 2024 at 12:01 AM
+ “Zoe? Where are you?”
Turning to glance at his mother, who sits clutching her chest, clearly relieved that Zoe had made contact, he is not at all prepared for the brunette’s next words.
“I’m… at the Department,” her tone is confused, “Standing right outside my cosy +
Turning to glance at his mother, who sits clutching her chest, clearly relieved that Zoe had made contact, he is not at all prepared for the brunette’s next words.
“I’m… at the Department,” her tone is confused, “Standing right outside my cosy +
+ his extended limb as if its some strange foreign object. Shaking her head, her gaze finds his face again, eyebrows furrowed in utter confusion.
“Why?”
Taken aback, but still looking devilishly amused, he withdraws his arm, “Why? Seriously? We’re friends now, remember? +
“Why?”
Taken aback, but still looking devilishly amused, he withdraws his arm, “Why? Seriously? We’re friends now, remember? +
November 23, 2024 at 12:01 AM
+ his extended limb as if its some strange foreign object. Shaking her head, her gaze finds his face again, eyebrows furrowed in utter confusion.
“Why?”
Taken aback, but still looking devilishly amused, he withdraws his arm, “Why? Seriously? We’re friends now, remember? +
“Why?”
Taken aback, but still looking devilishly amused, he withdraws his arm, “Why? Seriously? We’re friends now, remember? +