Colin's posts

"Well, Evan's glad that he helped the agent, but he's not sure if what he did will help him put another professional foot forward." Lindsay responded. "He was a shoulder to cry on, someone to vent to. Which can be enough sometimes, but he feels a little like this doesn't really show what he's truly capable of." he went on.

"But whatever Sharp wants to talk to Evan for, I can only hope the news is-" he started to say, before they were interrupted.

By Evan. From inside the house.

"YEEEEEEE-HAW!" his excited tone rang out.

"...good." Lindsay finished.

"Welp, that answered THAT." he laughed.

"Right then." he responded.

The crystals were then set up in a specific way, with the lines of salt connecting them in certain ways, and when it was done, he clasped his hands together.

"All right! Here! We! Go!" he declared.

He then punched down into the ground, on one of the lines of salt, and the entire setup began to glow dark purple... causing a massive hole to form in the ground, as what looked to be the soul of a large dragon began to climb out of it.

"...I see." Hal responded.

"Then I shall do some digging with the people that I know have seen him for one reason or another." he told her. "Find out if there's any legal action that can or should be taken." he reasoned.

"But! Dr. Kiczys seems to be good, eh? Well, that's good enough for me." he then told her with a small smile.

"Good to see you feeling a little better, too." he said.

The next day, Sharp called the land line for the manor that Evan and his family lived in, and it was answered by Lindsay. After some brief conversation, he called Evan to the phone.

"Agent Sharp wants to speak with you." he told him.

"All right." Evan said, taking the phone and speaking into it, as Lindsay walked outside, where Casey was.

"Agent Sharp called looking for Evan." he said. "Hope it's nothing too serious. Evan seemed a little down about how that unofficial appointment with that other agent went." he commented further.

He was the first one to return, and Aly was back with a sizeable bag of green salt.

The demon saw this, and smirked a little... almost evilly.

"Excellent!" he declared.

"...what are you planning?" Savra asked suspiciously.

"Oh, just a soul revival." the demon said. "...look, I'm a demon. I can say I'm going to give ice cream to a child and it'll sound evil, ok?" he then said bluntly.

The sudden candidness of Izea's statement caused Hal to be taken aback for a moment.

"Wait..." he said.

"Wait, hold on." he mumbled.

"Our previous, on-call, psychiatrist looked at you like that? Treated you like that?" he asked her.

She could see he was genuinely surprised by this. He had NO idea that this had been happening, and she saw that it shocked him... and she could see the anger behind his eyes now.

"...well, suffice to say, he'll never be returning." he growled.

"And Dr. Kiczys gets your stamp of approval, does he?"

"Ah, hello again, Izea." Sharp greeted her.

He then quirked an eyebrow and smirked.

"Seems you're a little more chipper." he commented. "Guess that talk with Dr. Kiczys helped a little." he went on.

"And you were looking for me?" he asked.

"Anything to do with the past while?" he chuckled.

Evan shook his head a little.

"From what you've said, yes, he seems to lack... decorum, at times." he mumbled. "And I am being as professional as I possibly CAN with that descriptor." he added quietly.

"At the very least, I'm glad I was able to alleviate a little of your stress and frustration." he then told her.

"Just... yeah, if nothing else, I'm glad I helped minorly." he said.

He was sure that this was not good for his professional advancement, in terms of staking out on his own, but at least Izzy was feeling better. That's what counted.

"Bye for now, Izzy." he finished with a smile and a wave, as she made her way to the door.

Evan was silent for a moment, before he looked at the time on his phone, and then brought it back to his ear.

"I... had no idea it was already 6." he admitted.

"I mean, I-" he started to say, before he noticed Izzy giving him a gesture that essentially said "don't you go rescheduling". And she seemed adamant about it. "No, I'll be there for dinner." he told his mother.

"Thanks for the reminder." he went on.

"...love you too." he finished, before the call was ended, and he cleared his throat.

"Seems our impromptu and unofficial session went on for... a while." he commented. "To understate it." he went on.

"Didn't expect that." he admitted with a small laugh.

"Love you too!" she called back to him.

"And I'm off to get the salt." she said to the others, before she was off as well.

The demon then cracked his fingers loudly.

"All right, need to get into the focus for this." he chuckled.

"..." Evan was silent at her response.

It seemed like he wasn't saying anything she didn't already know. She knew how to deal. But the people that kept giving her stress and grief were not letting up. Izzy had the right attitude, she was doing the right things, she was living life as best she could, but... people seemed determined to just keep pushing her down.

And he wasn't able to do anything about them.

Izzy had some serious problems coming from other people.

So he just sighed quietly, almost in resignation.

"Yeah." he said. "It's not." he told her.

"All I can say it, bring the weight of the Unit onto them. If they won't change, or at least acknowledge you as someone that deserves respect, get them out of here." he said further.

"Beyond that, feel free to rant at me if you want to." he went on, writing his number down on a piece of paper and giving it to her.

"I don't work here, and I certainly can't affect those people that are determined to keep you down, but if you ever just want to rant or vent, I am trained to listen, at the very least." he smiled.

"I know where I can get some, too." Aly commented.

"Eke, which are you getting?" she asked.

"You can get one, I can get the other." she reasoned.

"I'd like to help this come to pass for you." he added with a sweet smile.

"No, don't need anything from the cave." the demon responded.

"I just need some green quartz. 15 crystals of it. Doesn't matter the size." he told those that were there.

"And some green salt. You know, the kind found where rivers empty out into the sea, and it gets deposited in large amounts. But it has to be from the Pacific ocean." he stressed.

"But that's all I need. I can do the rest with my own power."

Evan put his glasses back on, and his eyes returned to 'normal', and his ears disappeared. He then nodded again, before slightly leaning back in the chair he was sitting in, and raising a hand up a little.

"I'm not going to sit here and tell you to forget your warren. To forget about the people that call you a freak. Or the people that never believe you exist. You seem like you know that already, and you're good at it, until you're not." he reasoned. "Life is hard for one that can truly be called 'unique'." he said further.

"And I'm sure you already know that your life could be so much worse and all that perspective blah-blah-blah." he went on, sounding more and more like someone that actually 'got her', as far as a professional shrink went, anyway.

"But I DON'T know how you assert yourself." he then admitted. "You are an individual, and you deserve the same accordance as any other person here. Or anywhere else." he said. "Anyone that would think less of you because of who you are or what you are, deserves to be put in their place." he continued.

"No, I don't mean the cliché of 'living well is the best revenge', though that IS solid advice." he quickly said. "However, if you are holding back smaller outbursts for fear of repercussions, don't." he told her. "From what I know, this place is run by some very understand people. Or... well, to be more specific, the one atop it all." he clarified with a small laugh.

"If people are going to call you a freak or act like you don't exist, or look down on you, then let them know that you are here to stay, and make sure they know you're not going away. You deserve to be treated with respect, and if they don't like it, then you can raise a ruckus for them until they try and take action, and have the consequences fall RIGHT back on them." he went on, getting a little on the passionate side near the end... before he stopped and cleared his throat lightly.

"Sorry, was getting a bit carried away there." he admitted, a slight hint of sheepishness to his tone.

Evan nodded as Izzy said what she did, and waited until there was a break before he spoke.

"Perfectly understandable." he said.

"It would only make sense to be only able to withstand such comments for so long, before something got to be too much." he went on. "Can only be water off a duck's back for so long." he reiterated.

"However, whether you meant it seriously or flippantly, terming yourself as a 'freak' is really something that you need to watch out for." he warned. "It's important to know that it's all right to refer to yourself in that manner jokingly from time to time, but a little can go a long way, if not for yourself, then perhaps in helping others' perspectives of you." he told her further.

"That being said, being talked down to for what you are, or what you look like is really something that can get to a person." he then said. "Believe me, I can understand." he added, removing his glasses.

When he did so, Izzy saw his pupils turn to slit-like feline eyes, and pointy cat ears pop up from seemingly out of nowhere.