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46οΉ senderΒ pullsΒ receiverΒ outΒ ofΒ harmβsΒ way .
movement almost steals a sharp little noise, Β the surprise of suddenly being moved,Β tugged around corner too quickly to entirely process it.Β Β ( it's not like it takes much effort to move her,Β slender form unimposing.Β ) Β it's only when back is to wallΒ && Β she's given a chance to recognise who has pulled her aside that heart slows and eyebrows rise. Β hand as such is gentle,Β tugging @dwarfstaralloy's hand from lips in promise that words will come out as no more than a whisper. β guess you changed your mind about if my sources were worth trusting. β
it's not fair to tease:Β not when she knows he has no reason to be here other than having her back.Β Β
whispers have a way of finding their way to herΒ -Β the people she helps eager to tell her when they hear something concerning,Β trusting her to have faith in them enough to follow up however she can.Β getting others to listen to her has never been so easy though:Β whispers and her word hardly enough.Β she wouldn't have blamed ray for taking same stance.Β Β so instead soft words leave her again,Β focussing on silence now in hall,Β β are they gone? β
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Β βΒ Β God, I wish I could just pass out right about now.Β Β β
Β turbolift is oddly silentΒ Β - Β Β to point where,Β Β after past hours,Β Β after past days,Β Β the sound of own heartbeat is an unwelcome stranger.Β Β when has there last been chance to breathe?Β Β she hardly blame him for the exhaustion engraved beneath his eyesΒ Β -Β Β chips in marble,Β Β damage that may not be so clearly evident without the way concern offers a microscope for the concern her voice can't quite work out how to present.Β Β instead there seems to be no harm in reaching out,Β Β gentle fingers offering tender squeeze to @cptnpikeββs.
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β contact is easy to break,Β Β always has been,Β Β but it is more honest than a thousand platitudes might ever be.Β Β βΒ Β I'm pretty sure there's more comfortable places to collapse. Β but sometimes a nap's a nap.Β Β βΒ Β Β he knows her too well by now to take soft comment at purely face valueΒ Β -Β Β gaze alone certainly carries weight of worries even if he cannot feel her exhaustion like she can feel his.
Β βΒ Β when are you going to allow yourself a break?Β Β βΒ Β Β if anyone deserves it,Β Β it's certainly him.Β Β Β βΒ Β don't make me report you for being a cruel captain.Β Β Β you're a member of the shipβs crew,Β Β are you not?Β β
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[ πππ«π«π² ] : sender carries injured receiver to safety.
somewhere between death Β && Β life, Β between injury and healing, Β between humanity and nothingness. Β ( she should have mentioned it earlier Β - Β when things first went wrong on own end Β - Β when realisation came that everything was beyond out of control.Β ) Β Β yet she knows her captainΒ && Β carol,Β deep down,Β knows how her first officer is,Β Β it's why they've always worked so well.Β both reckless with their care for others...Β both the first to take full blast of whatever is coming their way to ensure ship flies at it must.Β
there is too much good to be done,Β too much to be learntΒ -Β they're just puzzle pieces in a much bigger picture.
green blood seems to stain them both. Β half dried,Β half fresh,Β constant still even if now it only trickles like dying stream.Β she should have told @danversiism back when first impact came and yet blonde would have been in impossible position,Β a choice no captain should never have to make. Β a choice no friend should have to make.Β there's no need for romulan's touch empathy to know the worry flooding through other,Β to know how once she's put down the contact moving hair stuck to face is desperately checking to ensure air still finds its way through lungs.
she's fine,Β scientist wants to promise,Β pointless muscle memory when consciousness and sleep all taste the same.Β she's fine,Β she'll be fine, Β it's just a scratch.Β but reassurances need a voice to be heardΒ && Β it requires far more than she has left within herself.
#danversiism#ππππ: // answered asks#π¦π§ππ₯ π§π₯ππ: // tomorrow we disappear into the unknown#major injury tw#injury tw#π’π’π: // you sent this this is your fault#π’π’π: // ily don't block me#πππ‘π©ππ₯π¦πππ¦π : // remember the fire remember her face. [ Carol & Maeve ]#ππππ: // queue
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β I'm not blushing! β
her smile is subtle,Β yet warm all the same,Β amusement shining brightly as brown gaze regards him.Β β the lighting is bad,Β raymond, but not that bad. β Β she makes no effort to resist natural temptation to tease himΒ - Β just a little Β -Β on matter.Β he suits setting more than she does:Β a party a mob boss whose son she'd helped is throwing,Β someone he said he needed to get a closer look at.Β a fake date.Β it's all it's meant to be,Β an easy, Β simple fake date.
yet dark dress frames her closely as she takes another step,Β gentle hands absentmindedly straightening his tie so she can be close enough to whisper for only his ears.Β β relax,Β @dwarfstaralloy.Β I'm sure you'll survive one evening of people assuming I'm a secret girlfriend. I promise not to bite. β Β still she's careful with her shifting of material,Β giving little pat to his arm once it's been released.Β β come on,Β you owe me a dance,Β it'll give you a chance to have a look at the guest list. β
#dwarfstaralloy#ππππ: // answered asks#ππ π©ππ₯π¦π: // heroism all around us#π’π’π: // maeve vs not even knowing she's flirting anymore#π’π’π: // well. maybe she does.#π’π’π: // even I don't even know
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β start from the beginning. β
somehow, Β it feels like both a plea and a firm request,Β necessity clinging to the edges of other's tone. Β @danversiism is her friend,Β maeve needs to remember that,Β needs to cling to the reality of the words over the way her primary education has schooled her to never let herself be too vulnerable or too open with the things people may turn into nooses.Β ( there is so much of her that's too broken,Β too different,Β to ever be forgiven.Β and she is simply too tired to keep on begging others to see her in the same light once she is no longer what they envisioned.Β ) Β experienceΒ && Β logic don't always go hand in hand,Β no matter how much she may wish for things to be a little clearer.
nails tap on edge of sketchpad, Β familiar paper marked with black lines,Β devastation clearly etched over and over upon previously innocent paper.
how is she meant to explain a thing like this?Β β so,Β you know how I joked at least my 'ability' was already as bad as it was going to get? β Β death lives within her skin,Β yet so does life,Β impossible juxtapositions maeve has hated every time she has awoken from own end. Β neither of them ever asked for power...Β yet at least carol seems made for own vibrant brilliant.Β nails tap again,Β anxiously exhausted,Β a sign that for once she's truly struggling to find any kind of words. Β β turns out things can always get more fucked up.Β and there didn't seem to be a good time to drop the 'I keep having horrifying visions of upcoming disasters' bomb. β
#danversiism#π ππ₯π©ππ: // Β heroism all around us#ππππ: // answered asks#π’π’π: // okay but 10/10 carol being who she goes to when her precognitive painting kicks in#π’π’π: // that's her friend she trusts her#π’π’π: // as much as maeve knows how to trust anyone#πππ‘π©ππ₯π¦πππ¦π : // remember the fire remember her face. [ Carol & Maeve ]#ππππ: // queue
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040. a dusty antiques shop full of relics
fingers seem to flutter over objects, never quite touching, tracing over ancient and dusty relicts with well-deserved care. ( respect your elders was an instruction that, over youth, only proved itself hypocritical time and time again - always meant for people who refused to stop using her own age against her. yet these have always been the elders that captivate her, that have always proven themselves entirely worth stopping && listening for. )
attention all the same falls on object: sphere that drags little smile out from her no matter how stubbornly she tries still to deny that she is grateful @ensnchekov decided to drag her along. β funny. β soft words come hummed out, making sure she has pavelβs attention before gently reaching and picking up alien snow globe. β if based purely on just this, it could easily be russia or any earth city. β
#ensnchekov#ππππ: // answered asks#π¦π§ππ₯ π§π₯ππ: // tomorrow we disappear into the unknown#π’π’π: // pls it took 0 dragging#π’π’π: // fun little day out where NOTHING GOES WRONG#π’π’π: // or a la'charmed they end up trapped in some relic and have to find their way out#π’π’π: // 50/50 chance life is cruel#π’π’π: // mini weekend queue
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β who do you fight for? β
thereβs no avoiding it, the soft and tired laugh that falls from lips, like morning rain breaking otherwise far too heavy silence. β I donβt fight for anyone, @darehearts. Iβm a scientist. β some days she tires of it so greatly: the weight of always knowing how she must always be seen, the half romulan section 31 has been all the more eager to send out since vulcanβs destruction. ( she was raised on vulcan, that fact remains somewhere in her file, an unhappy childhood with adoptive human parentsβ¦ yet sheβd never wished any hard to come to once home. )
brown eyes only briefly move up look at him, then return back down to bright screens and the tapping of her fingers on her own work. β if youβre asking me who my loyalty is with, the answerβs simple. whoever can be helped with my work. β not just those who can benefit - not just those who work out how to somehow weaponise simple, well intentioned science. the people who actually need the help. maeve cannot quite offer the reassurance of listing starfleet, or any organisation, not if sheβs keeping herself purely honest. β Iβm sorry I donβt have a better answer. β
#darehearts#ππππ: // answered asks#π¦π§ππ₯ π§π₯ππ: // tomorrow we disappear into the unknown#π’π’π: // she's so hesitant and so tired I'm sorry#π’π’π: // she'll warm once she feels less under the microscope I promise#ππππ: // queue
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β i am fine, I don't need your help β | jack
the sentiment isn't a surprise, Β isn't some sort of world ending revelations.Β maeve doubts anything would be enough to make him admit even if he didΒ - Β they're on opposite sides of messy situation,Β of the game being played out.Β @thenightmareofyourdrems has no reason to trust the FBI:Β and there's no avoiding punishment once they find proof of what they all already know to be true.
yet she wants to help.Β it's not malice,Β it's not trickery,Β it's clear in the way brown eyes keep on studying him no matter what he says.Β they're all in over their heads...Β but they're also all too arrogant to either see it nor admit it.Β at some point things will go far too much to hell for anything to be done about it. Β β confidence is good in moderation. β Β fbi agent hums instead,Β young woman shrugging slender shoulders,Β β shouldn't you of all people know the importance of always keeping your eyes on the trickery happening behind the scenes? β
#thenightmareofyourdrems#ππππ: // answered asks#π£π₯π’πππππ₯ ππ¨: // a curious constitution#ππππ: // queue
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013. a great ballroom during an elegant party
itβs not that she minds these events: in truth, she truly does not. they are such fascinating spectacles - colourful and lively, full of movement and brief insights to those around her. there is plenty to be seen && plenty to be learnt, if only it were so easy to not be perceived in return. yet glass of spring wine remains untouched, shifted between hands simply to occupy anxious fingers, romulan all too aware of the gazes her very existence brings even when she does her best to exist out of the way.
not long more, science officer internally repeats like mantra, then sheβll have stayed long enough there will be no insult in her leaving.Β
then again, maybe she should have thought ahead enough to wear a white flag. β the chandelier alone is older than most treasures on earth. β maeve comments softly, a passing observation when familiar face makes way over to spot leant against wall, β quite the hosts, theyβd be disappointed youβre not with the masses @he1msman. β
#he1msman#ππππ: // answered asks#π¦π§ππ₯ π§π₯ππ: // tomorrow we disappear into the unknown#ππππ: // queue
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β why are you looking at me like that? β
β shockingly to us both, I think it would simply be labelled as concern. β her humour comes out dry - lacking any real bite or malice, without even any true sharpness. instead there is gentleness in the way she raises eyebrows over at @darehearts, as if expressing some silent ( mostly joked ) challenge for him to argue with words. time with ship is only meant to be a temporary thing && the last thing she should do is allow herself to care too much over things that will slip back out of sight in no time.
yet it would go against her nature to suddenly not care.
her natural silence remains, concern still clear as eyes remain steadily upon captain. β quite the bruise. β science officer remarks all the same, hand pointing to own features to draw imaginary circle around where mark boldly decorates him. β new fashion choice or did you somehow run into a wall? β
#darehearts#ππππ: // answered asks#π¦π§ππ₯ π§π₯ππ: // tomorrow we disappear into the unknown#ππππ: // queue
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041. Β the street of an unfamiliar city at nightΒ .
itβs hardly the best of places to walk alone, yet there are few places where such an hour comes tenderly or without threat. dawn is still hours away from slicing through heavy city darkness && sunset has long since been washed from waking memories, too urban of a space for the stars to manage more than occasional and weak flickers. maeve is far from naive when it comes to the ways of the world, of the dangers held amongst constant noiseβ¦
yet her work, too often, requires the privacy daylight can never offer. still itβs a good thing the cold has never affected her too badly - jacket a little too thin for standing still, bright brown eyes stuck on something in the distance even as slightest of noises alerts her to no longer being alone. β careful, @shieldied. β somehow scientist has no need to properly turn to know exactly whose steps seem to echo. β youβll scare the poor fox. β
#shieldied#ππππ: // answered asks#π ππ₯π©ππ: // Β heroism all around us#π’π’π: // I need to message you to plot!!#π’π’π: // but super excited for maeve to interact with steve
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β are you dispensing professional advice now? β | jordan
girl rarely sees reason to speak up: Β she's brilliant,Β it doesn't need to be proven further,Β Β she has degrees and phds to her name already - groomed since her adoption by one of vought's top geneticists to someday enter into same business.Β Β her life has been decidedΒ && Β outside of that,Β her shyness is a shield,Β yet it is never cruel or cold.Β yet brown eyes remain on the book balanced on her lap,Β sat on little wall between statues in honour of graduate 'heroes'.
β who,Β me? β Β maeve raises dark eyebrows,Β mock innocence lingering in tone as she turns to the next page,Β touch gentle on the papers.Β β I would never,Β @thenightmareofyourdrems.Β but in theory,Β if I were to,Β a lot of the uncensored paperwork in this place has a habit of lingering in specific drawers. Β if someone were looking for it,Β of course. β
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β iβd say we make a pretty good team. β | ted
eyeroll is simply playful, as humorous as it is somehow entirely dry,Β her own brand of warmth. Β Β these days she is rarely any place for very long Β -Β post coma bouncing between universities:Β always in a lecture hall,Β always packing her next bag.Β Β ( so if she occasionally stops for air,Β to see people she hasn't seen in far too long...Β who can blame her?Β ) Β it's as close to being the person she was before it all as she can get.
β that's me.Β professional cat-catcher.Β honestly, Β I should just drop the 'professor' and 'doctor' and just keep that. Β cat-catcher donovan. β Β hands are wiped on sides of jeans all the same,Β brushing grass from where it still stubbornly clings to her still.Β β I'll send you an invoice, @mastermicd.Β once I work out how much to charge for such services. β
#mastermicd#ππππ: // answered asks#π πππ‘ π©ππ₯π¦π: // in that moment of revalation#π’π’π: // idk what this is but cute#ππππ: // queue
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β take me instead. β
concern has reached non-win levels, Β hands painted red from keeping pressure on woundΒ ( Β she doesn't know the woman,Β has no idea what trigger robber's rage,Β yet still masked assailants pace up and down in locked roomΒ ). Β gotham is always full of dramasΒ -Β of dangers every time there's more than a single person in a room.Β it's part of its nature,Β for better and for worse.Β scientist has always done best to keep herselfΒ && Β her work out of wrong hands,Β soft comforting whispers continuing for injured woman,Β doing best to keep her calm before glancing up at billionaire.
β I'm not sure provoking them to redirect them is the best strategy I've ever seen. β Β there's no malice,Β if anything,Β it's from a place of even more worry.Β they don't need another person hurtΒ -Β and how much use is turning himself into target going to be?Β @bruz3r means well,Β but she can't see a way it pays off.Β β I'm the wrong sort of doctor for this.Β she's going to need a hospital as soon as possible,Β my first aid knowledge is...Β basic.Β basic to say the least. β
#bruz3r#ππππ: // answered asks#ππ π©ππ₯π¦π: // heroism all around us#ππππ: // queue
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β Excuse me Miss, could I talk to you for a second? β [For: Lux waiting on her after class, modern verse]
attention is carefully torn,Β gentle hands still slotting books into satchell: Β an endless game of tetris she's played so many times.Β Β β it's doctor. β Β correction comes softlyΒ - Β painted with distraction,Β a muscle memory of sorts.Β there's no real offence to words and no shift in her tone,Β offering little smile when she does look up at him again.Β Β ( she knows all her students:Β all their faces,Β their names,Β their mannerisms.Β she studies them as they study their chosen PhD topicsΒ -Β and @solarfreckled isn't ringing bell loudly enough to be anyone scientist has regularly taken in. )
if there's anything maeve can trust,Β it's own memories.Β β how can I help you,Β mr...? β it's an open invitation, Β welcoming other to say what visit is for.Β she's a curious thing after all,Β curious enough there's no rush to it.Β Β
#solarfreckled#ππππ: // answered asks#π πππ‘ π©ππ₯π¦π: // in that moment of revalation#ππππ: // queue
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