••Party Till Dawn

[Kai Edvard Falkenberg]

The water had been a part of his life long before the US Navy claimed him. Kai had been on the high school swim team and still held two of the distance records at his old alumni, along with another one from his recruit training days. Even now he started each day with a trip to the pool and tried to end many with one too. He loved getting out to the ocean too, reminding himself of the life he had given up but how much he still loved to swim. It might have sounded crazy to someone who just met Kai or who saw him each day when he pushed himself to do more laps, but swimming had really been the staple that had held his life together. It had pulled him into the Navy, helped him choose his unit and now it was a way of clearing his head and remaining focused when work and life just seemed to pile up on his shoulders.

His sister had been the one academically gifted. Astrid could sit through the exams and write until her hand cramped and she didn’t mind the university years of studies and extra work. Kai had been quite different. He maintained a steady average throughout school, but he had known that he wasn’t going to be running off to some Ivy League school. He had no desire to pursue knowledge further than he had to, but rather enjoyed his more physically challenging career. Athletics often came with an expiry date, but the US Navy had offered him promising alternatives and an impressive future had he stayed on and now Kai had the NYPD offering him similar prospects once he had earned them. He was happy enough being an SVS detective, even with the long hours and the extra shifts he was called into work. Nothing made him feel better than protecting people and his job ensured that he did just that, and Kai usually pushed himself harder than he had to, ensuring that someone would sleep soundly tonight.

Chuckling, Kai could only nod his head in understanding. He preferred his busy weeks to the quiet ones and there was never enough stress that he was tempted by drink or any other vices. A trip to the gym answered any of Kai’s problems and he could handle the pressure a lot better than some people. Even when he felt the weight of the world on his shoulders, he still didn’t let it show and no one really could see it in his stoic features either. “I’m sure you have that in common with most of the people here tonight.”

[/color] Kai offered, remembering just how often the weekend came and he heard friends talk about their need to hit a bar or club and blow off some steam that way. It was never really his scene, but he didn’t fault those who used the loud music and crowded venues as an outlet. “That would be an understatement. If she could get away with it, she would live off chocolate.”[/color] Astrid’s healthy front came as a necessity for her daughter, but Kai knew that the moment TK was in bed, the chocolate came out and the unhealthy snacks began. It amused him, but at the same time he couldn’t wait for TK to be old enough to figure out her mom’s scheming ways about hiding sweet treats. “If it’s too much I can order you something else?”[/color] He offered, although he didn’t have the deepest knowledge on alcohol and how things tasted behind that bar.
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TAGGED! E.T! <3
WORDS! 636!
OUTFIT! Dashing Detective!
LYRICS! It Ain't Over Yet - - - Bryan Adams
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[Elliot Taylor Mercer]

Elliot wasn’t a huge fan of the transportation in the city, which was why she spent money on those yellow taxi cabs. And why she drove so much despite the New York City traffic being shit. Elliot downright refused to step foot on any trains after her accident. She took a plane the first time going back to Florida afterwards and when summers rolled around during college, she spent some time in the city, went home to visit her parents the same time as her brother and the pair drove down for a couple weeks to visit their grandparents. After university the trips became less frequent but Elliot still managed to get down for a couple weeks every couple years. And she spent a couple weeks every summer in Virginia Beach when work was light and they were able to slip away for a bit of relaxation; though there was really no word in E.T’s vocabulary when she was back home again. Her parents were constantly worrying about their children and it was difficult to just get out of the house and see some of the friends that were still in the city and catch up.

But despite it all, family meant quite a bit to Elliot Mercer. She was drove insane on a weekly basis by their concerns still, but she loved them anyway. But they had also pushed her to where she was. If it hadn’t been for them keeping her going with her art, she would probably still be living at home and asking the people she graduated high school with if they wanted fries with their meal or something. Not that her stubborn streak wouldn’t have pushed her forward anyway but she knew she had her family behind her if it didn’t work out; that would have been more heartbreaking to her. She had barely passing grades but with help and too many tutors to admit to, Elliot passed her classes. But she got where she wanted to go and it was a start to her eventually having her own business and not working for her current bosses though she did love them dearly.

Her week wasn’t even finished until the producers agreed to the design E.T. and her team had been putting all their blood, sweat and tears into for the past two weeks. Too many people thought what they did was easy work and they were so far from right it was astounding. But Elliot and her team didn’t help matters any, they were good and could easily push out a perfect piece for a project with a serious time restraint. They’d been given two weeks for this part of the project, proving they had the skills. And they had done just that with only a couple minor details that Elliot had to work on in the morning. “Probably!” She agreed, laughing. Most people went out on a Friday night to get away from their nine to five lives. Elliot shook her head at them usually because if she had a job like theirs, she would be absolutely bored to tears. Making monsters was a hell of a lot more enjoyable. “That explains it then.” She said, grinning. The drink itself wasn’t too bad but Elliot had never been a fan of candy or chocolate. Her brother used to tease her about not being a normal girl because she couldn’t eat her weight in the stuff. E.T. laughed, shaking her head. "No, it's good; it just tastes like liquid sugar." She admitted. She was all for trying new things, even if it meant using one of those nine lives she seemed to have stockpiled.

Tag || Open!
Words || 610
Clothes || Party Night
Music || You Won't Find This - -Carrie Underwood
Notes || <3