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“ you wanna hear a funny story? ” ( hunnigan and leon !! ) || @marvelsfm
A sleepy sigh escaped Hunnigan’s lips as she pulled the string to her lamp to illuminate her room with light. She then stretched out in her bed as she listened to Leon’s voice over her phone. Some people would probably be upset with Leon if they called them in the wee hours of the mornings when he’s supposed to be focusing on his a mission, but this isn’t Hunnigan’s first rodeo with Leon’s late night calls. She doesn’t get grumpy like she used to during the first few times he did this. Now she actually can look forward to them when she’s restless or can still be that companionable voice on the other side of the phone link. “Shouldn’t you be focusing on your mission Leon? I want to complain to you about your late night phone calls in person if you don’t mind.” She says, no malice, just in a humorous sleepy tone.
“This story of yours had better be a good one Leon S. Kennedy.” She teased playfully.
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lovecorrupted:
re: daryl dixon. question meme, still accepting. ( @abductedtcls )
LOCATION: S.W.O.R.D. HEADQUARTERS, bioterrorism department.
[…] — “what am i supposed to do with this?”
CHRIS’S FINGERS GLIDE ACROSS THE KEYBOARD as he brings up case evidence onto the monitors for daryl to look at. he glances over at daryl from where he’s getting exceptionally close to the item in discussion — an item that chris had just called a bioweapon. “ you don’t get that close to it, for starters, ” chris circles around the desk after bringing the files to the screen, “ in theory, the glass should be enough to lock anything in. the scientists are handling that much. we need to figure out how that ended up in the possession of a nine year old in a dog park. ”
Darly stopped and squinted at Chris but he knew he wasn’t gonna lie about any kind of bio-weapon. Nah, Chris took those things seriously and for good reason. “Some kid had this thing?” Daryl questioned giving the object a suspicious look. “An we’re jus keepin’ it in glass? Seems like something should be down in a bunker.” He commented then moved away from object and walked over to Chris was occupying another chair that was in the room which he spun around so he could lean his folded arms across the top. “Dis kid gotta name or some parents wathin em? Kids okay?” Daryl questioned. It was best the find the source before anything else but he’s sure Chris is on the trail.
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horrorveteran:
002 // A SMALL SANCTUARY. (closed starter)
@abductedtcls
She’s awfully good at reading people, scary good even.
Sometimes that comes in handy and other time it’s very frustrating…. annoying even. Right now? It’s annoying. Heather’s eyes are narrowed, brows knit together, while her upper lip twitches upward in annoyance. She’s about five seconds away from releasing a particularly irritated huff. Instead, she gestures at the screen in front of them.
There, in bold letters, is the proof of her demise: ❛ PLAYER TWO WINS ❜.
❝ Of course I’m annoyed! Not only did you get Princess Peach, but you blue-shelled me! That’s two offenses. ❞
Harper is laughing and maybe she lets out a snort. She had been holding it in her laughter waiting for Heather to make a comment about her winning. She should not find it so amusing to annoy a friends but Harper was having so much fun. Maybe she had been hanging around Clint too much, he often enjoyed these similar antics too. “Oh I’m not sorry about snagging Princess Peach, should of been quicker on the draw there.” Harper taunts playfully. Now the blue shell she had not planned at all but it was perfect.
“That blue shell I’ll own up too, I was blessed with by the game gods and I used their gift maliciously~.” She says with a playfully evil grin and then challenged. “Wanna go again?”
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“if you’re gonna stay, don’t hog the blanket.” daryl & oliver kjsdfh pls it'll be so funny || @lovecorrupted
Daryl rolled his eyes but let up on some of the covers. Not all. but he did allow some to be taken from him. it wasn’t the first time, he and Oliver shared a bed and not the first time he was called a blanket hog. “Ya got all the pilla’s damnit.” Daryl grumbled sleepily. He didn’t know why Ollie had one pillow and it didn’t really matter to him. Daryl was used to not having covers or pillows most nights when he was hunting a long trail on a lead or target. But he complained like a spoiled kid when he didn’t get what he wanted at home. “Ya can’t have both.” he says as he rolls on his back and put his arm behind his head to give him some elevation. And he may have purposefully done so with the arm closest to Ollie to childishly lay his elbow over the side of his face.
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webswingers:
peter had a bright pink stuffed octopus shoved into the backpack strapped to his shoulders when he saw the man carrying all the animals in his arms, causing him to still in his footsteps. “how d’you manage to get this much of a collection?” an impressed chuckle followed his words, peter’s brows raised slightly.
“Used ta sneak int’ carnivals n’ places like this a lot with my older brother when we was kids. Got ta learn all tha tricks to winning. I’m also jus a good shot an know here to hit a target so it topples.” Daryl explains as he pulls the next toy he means to hand out and comes across someone who seems interested so he hands it over. “Most of the games involving aim are a lill ta’ easy for me.”
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Mallory was looking around for what prize booth she could play to win a prize for Kate. She knew this time could be tough for her so she wanted to a stuffed animal that could give her good memories instead. Just as she was narrowing down her choices, someone called out to her. Turning around she sees a guy with loads of animals overfilling his arms. “Honestly you just saved me about $5! But I have to ask, why do you have so many? Are you just a major fan of the games?”
“Ya could say that.” Daryl said adjusting the stuffed animals. “I may just get way to into the games and like ta feelin of winnin.” he offers as an alternative to why he does these things. “probably still some small rascal in my that just like ta cause havoc in some way. Not sure how this would do that but chaos is nevr usually planned.” unless he was plotting the demise of the compound with Ollie. Then it was planned, executed, and often resulted in the chaos they both seemed to crave.
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jesper eyes the man with armfuls of stuffed toys in mild surprise. “ did you win all of those ? ” he’s either incredibly talented, or the games here are less rigged than the average carnival, jesper guesses. “ i don’t need any more clutter in my room, but thanks for the offer. ” their room is fifty percent books, mostly bought for research purposes — and history books are as large as they are dense, so they take up far more space than the average novel. jesper’s also not really one for stuffed toys, the most they tend to have is one slightly ragged teddy bear from their childhood which helps to squeeze when they’re particularly anxious or stressed. “ but if you need to get rid of some of them, i’m sure the pet centre would greatly appreciate them. ”
“All of ‘um. Cept fer maybe the lime green teddy bear. Went to a range booth and they just asked if I take this one and leave. Don’t think they wanted me ta take all there toys.” Daryl explained as he adjust some of them and then handed one to a little girl who passed by and obviously stopped to stare. She took the red bear happily and scurried off. He pointed at the kid after he offered the pet center as a good home for his curry companions. “That’s a good idea. I’ll see if there are some other little tikes tho who can give these rascals a good home then head ore’. But maybe I’ll keep this cute dolphin one...” He mutters to himself. Honestly he’s too old to keep stuffed animals but its quite adorable. “Getting a fake tank for it and making it a little bed might be too much huh?”
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@abductedtcls || for Mantis
Contrary to popular belief, Skipper did get time off her “job”, as it were. Hamish regularly took her on walks that were purely for her more than it was for him, and he took care of her like he would any other dog ( albeit she was the only one he’d ever had to put a vest on, but she’s smart enough not to bark at him whilst he’s strapping it in ). So when he’d taken her out with him to see the fireworks, it was really more for her; Hamish wasn’t the biggest fan of sudden loud noises. “Are you serious?” There’s this sort of grin on his face when she says it, that she’d never seen fireworks before. And, even though he’d hated the sounds, he’d love the visual feast. “Lord, you’re in for a treat. Hate the sound, but love the sparkly- what’re they called? I don’t know, the actual firework bit.”
“I am so excited for the ‘light show’ as I have heard it called.” Mantis says smiling. Holidays were so few in space and typically every planet or civilization had their own. It was hard to keep track of them all and even harder to enjoy them where they had no real time to celebrate. Celebrating holidays one Earth, taking the time to learn costumes and the specialized treats and togetherness most holidays shared was a wondrous experience Mantis was happy to participate in. “I would love to understand the inner workings of the fireworks but for now we shall enjoy the show yes? I am told for first timers it is best to have ample distance. As you said the noise is not really pleasing.”
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you’re just enjoying some of the music festivities when you can spot a young couple from the corner of your eye. they seem to be okay at first glance, but when you look at them a little further; it’s clear that something about the couple is not what meets the eye. they look stressed, like something’s bothering them. but when the couple looks at each other, they both look away wordlessly and stand up. they hold hands as they walk away, but their interlocked hands are limp at their sides.
Daryl is known to be very observant, he doesn't know if it's the best thing about his character but when you track for your meals most of your life it's best to be able to pick up on small details. Whether they're used for tracking your next meal, the assailant your tracking down, or just noticing the people around you are acting strange the skill is useful and he can't seem to turn it off most days. And while Daryl can't explain why he's noticing troubling signs from this couple they're just screaming them at him.
He doesn't know if it's how they can't seem to look at each other or the way their body language is screaming that they don't want to be together right now. Or maybe not here. But it's clear something has changed with them recently, at the very least, and drastically. The way they left, how limp their hands were was odd. it brought back something in Daryl's mind but the image of the couple lingers in his mind after they disappear from view. He's been standing here watching them for so long he gets asked if he's okay, he just brushes the person off and goes where the couple last stood.
No way to track them here, not now, and nothing else he can do or so it's best that he leave it be. Even if he's still thinking about the oddity of their interaction at such a happy festive event.
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there’s a little girl standing near one of the exhibits. when you go over to talk to her, she simply stops and stares at you. something about her stare is unsettling. as if she’s seen more than a child should — a wide-eyed, empty stare. when you go to ask if she’s okay, she shrugs. she tells you she lost her toy. you offer to go help her find it, but she shakes her head as she walks off. you’re about to go after her, but she maneuvers the crowd and disappears.
Help was all Mantis wanted to do. The poor girl, she seemed so alone and so in need. Mantis's approach seemed to not even faze her much less offer her comfort. She was unsure what she could without touching her and finding the real root of the problem. Something about this toy meant so much to her that if she could only feel and see the connection between them Mantis is sure she could find the toy in no time.
But when Mantis got close the child started to leave. Mantis persisted, calling out to her but she was gone before Mantis knew it. She spent as much time as she could looking for her. Excusing herself between groups, pushing past when she caught even a glimpse of the girl. But she was well and truly gone.
Something felt odd about the encounter, but Mantis could not put her finger on why.
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LOCATION: Rhodes Housing on Avengers Campus QUESTIONING MEME: “how are you holding up?” ( rhodey & harper !! ) || Rhodey & Harper || @lovecorrupted
Harper turned her head and smiled at her dad. “I’m doing okay. Things are good as good can be you know?” She said cheerfully turning the stove top to low and placed the spatula she was using down. “What about you dad? How are you doing?” She asked as she started getting plates out of the cabinets off to the side. She then pulled silverware out of the drawers and set them next to the plates. “Harley’s been showing me easy fixes to the armor in case I ever need to do some quick fixes on the go and I think I’m starting to understand it.” She informs as she continues prepping for dinner.
“I hope you don’t mind but I made breakfast for dinner? I’ve been really craving a good breakfast meal seemed like the best time for it.”
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― 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 ― // @whihnews
LOCATION: Champion Park around the game / prize booths STARTER: open to anyone
Daryl had a bunch of colorful and fluffy stuffed bears, dogs, and many other types of animals all hanging off his arms. He had been hitting the games like a mad man and now he had more toys then he knew what to do with. At first he was thinking of just piling them in his room on his bed and just using them as some kinda extra pillow, then he was worried he might use them for target practice. Daryl gets bad ideas like that so he wants to find these animals a home before he makes a list of bad decisions with them. “hey there,” Daryl says holding out a stuffed animal to another person he’s passing by. “Wanna give this lil’ one a home? Got mre’ an I can handle and a bed that ain’t big enough for all of em.”
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LOCATION: CAPTAIN COFFEE [ DEFENSE ] — muse a is getting yelled at by someone, and muse b steps into defend them. ( .. but with marina defending mantis instead </3 ) || @lovecorrupted || Marina & Mantis
This was not the first time Mantis had surprised someone with her appearance. As innocent and non-threatening as she tries to be she tend to still surprise everyone most of the time. She supposes she doesn’t get around as much as she thought. But while most will simply step away and converse about her to others causing some very uncomfortable mumbling at her expense this man was more aggressive. And Mantis was simply taking it for the most part.
That was until Marina appeared out of nowhere. Mantis hadn’t even seen felt her presence much less knew she was close buy. Her aggressor did not cower so easily but he was certainly surprised and it took time before someone broke them up and things went relatively back to normal. Mantis stuck close to Marina and when most of the attention was off her, she smiled and finally spoke. “Thank you Marina, I’m not sure he would have calmed down anytime soon,” Though Mantis was sure if he were to calm down it would involve her leaving before the remotely shop in the end. “But you were so kind to jump in to my rescue! I must thank you.” She thanks and compliments.
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LOCATION: Stark Industries Research Department; Harper Rhodes & Harely Keener || @lovecorrupted
Harper doesn’t know how long she had her nose in her books but knowing her it was far longer then it needed to be. A long with a lot of her culinary classes she had taken some basic engineering classes as well, wanting to branch out in something she thought she would need at one point. Harley was helpful as she was learning. Called her stupid for just jumping in but she was good with her other classes so constantly taking this one till she got it wouldn’t cause her any long term problems.
But like most nights she’d been knee deep in trying to figure out the text in the book and learned at least a little of it that made sense. She finally pulled herself away from it realizing Harley had been quite too long and hoped off the couch at the far end of the room and skipped her way over. “Hey, you’ve been quiet... mostly. That doesn’t always bode well.” She jokes playfully as she walks up to zem and then she gets curious. “What are you working on Sparky?” She says using the nickname she often calls him.
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