Hello, my name is General John MacNamara of the United States Military: special unit P.E.I.P. I am utilising this platform to scout for unnatural phenomena. God Bless America. 🦅🇺🇲
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//counting this one there's 6! across both rp blogs combined there's 11. a few more on my main but im not grouping that in. ill be answering them later today as ill finally be free of all the stuff ive been doing :)
#//i apologise if you wanted an in character response to this but I thought it'd be a good opportunity to let people know IM NOT DEAD.#//just busy :) i answered a few yesterday whilst I was sat on a train but even today when im home i still have things to do ðŸ˜#//thanks for sticking around guys... <3#ooc post#ooc peip
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oh great, the lesbianism is back.
[He happily grabs the bowtie back from Schaffer, and puts it on, clipping it back into place.]
[Slightly glowing, yellow 'dust magic' clumps around Icosa's scars, anything broken or torn etc etc.]
Thank you!
-🔶
[Schaffer watches with a twinge of curiosity as the bowtie works it's magic before getting back on track.]
Well, if you're satisfied I'll be on my way now.
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(She screeches and flaps her wings, clearly happy to see Schaffer again)
Yes, happy to see you too! Just don't jump on me again.. if you've got the things I asked you for, put them aside in my office. I need to drop this box off.
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(She squawks happily and tackle hugs Schaffer , nuzzling her head against her and cooing)
OGH- SHIT! AIDA!! GET OFF ME!
[Schaffer laugh-yells as she pulls herself from Aida, adjusting her uniform.]
I'm in the middle of something!
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No no no, I DO have a question! ... question? Maybe. Uh - can I have my bowtie back? I kinda want to leave, and if I leave without it Karaxis might kill me, and I don't feel like reincarnating.
-🔶
Is that it? I thought it was something serious the way you panicked..
[She sighs, beginning to remove the bowtie.]
I forgot I even had it on. Course you can- What's coming down the corridor.
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(James shakes his head and looks down, attempting to close the door. Jason steps closer and holds it open)
Please- just talk to us.
Even if it's just a few words. Anything will help.
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Th-Thank you.
You're welcome. A little encouragement goes a long way, Simon.
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NOTHING! I hide nothing!! Hahaha! Yeah-uh- good talking to you!
[Icosa turns around, and pauses - realizing it's practically a dead end hallway, only branching off to two different rooms, and maybe another hall that he can't see. She turns back to Schaffer and gives a very anxious smile.]
Maybe we can pretend this didn't happen? And that uh-I-Don't...have anything? ...I MEAN I DON'T! So then we don't have to pretend! Cause I don't have anything. Sayyyy, what's that box for? Doesn't seem familiar.
-🔶
It's supplies. Private business, I'm sure you understand. You can leave if you want, but I could've sworn you said you were looking for me. Just miss my face, or are you backing out of a question?
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[He glares before turning away to face a nearby guard.] Keep an eye on him.. I won't be long. [John promptly head off down the corridor, leaving Wilbur alone with the guard.]
(In one of the cafes downtown, when John was about to get his order, a teen bumps into him, dropping his coffee all over John and himself )
Fuck! Shit! … I’m so so sorry sir-
(He’s pale and has long messy black hair, with dark eyes surrounded by dark circles)
@aiden-kelleher-13
[John had just approached the counter to collect his drink when he suddenly found himself covered in someone else's order. He took a step back a second too late, instinctively moving his hands down to wring out the section of his shirt that'd absorbed most of the damage.] [He looked down at the stranger sympathetically, clearly more worried about them than the mess they'd caused.] No, no, don't worry about me.. Are you alright?
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(She chirps and flies Down the corridor, following Schaffer’s scent)
[Schaffer's in the middle of a conversation with Icosa.. but surely Aida is always welcome. She needs to report back with her ingredients from the forest, after all.]
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AH! UH HAHAK BBBAGH-UH-
[Icosa stuffs the necklace in her pocket, and quickly turns around to face Schaffer.]
WELL-I was trying to look for you!
...you found me instead.
-🔶
Convenient. What was that you've badly tried to hide from me?
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Of c-course!
You're a photography prodigy, Simon. I'm proud of you.
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…
(The door opens with the click of someone unlocking it, and James head peeks out. His brother sighs)
Thank God you’re Ok- you were something quiet in there that I. thought something had happened.
Good to see you, son. Would you like to talk?
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(She huffs and sniffs the air to try get Schaffer’s scent)
[Schaffer's scent seems to trail down the corridor.. practically in the same direction as Icosa's. How convenient.]
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Gotta be w a c k y somehow. Granola is just another way.
I see.. it's better than bombs, at least.
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[Icosa wanders around aimlessley, before stopping, and grabs the necklace she had stolen earlier.]
....pretty.
[He zones in on it, not paying attention to her surroundings.]
-🔶
[Schaffer somehow finds her way over to him as she walks down the corridor, a box in her arms.] Do you have somewhere to be, Icosa?
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(No response. Jason fidgets in his place)
James.. your brother is worried about you. Even if you don't want to talk- would you be willing to at least show him you're okay?
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