Caoimhe Delaney

She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. 'Time' for her isn’t something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.

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Atticus cursed to himself as he made his way towards the emergency department. He had been careless while sharpening his pencil. He preferred a straight razor to the fancier devices that gave the perfect point. He believed there was something to sharpening the edge himself. But now, with a towel wrapped tightly around his finger, he regretted his stubbornness. Looking around the department, he heard cursing from a thick accent and he stuck his head inside. He had no idea of the time, getting lost in a new tattoo piece always made time irrelevant. “Excuse me, miss. Do you happen to be a doctor?” He cleared his throat and held up his hand. 

She lifted a brow, but didn’t say anything for a long moment. “Once a doctor, always a doctor.” She finally quipped, leaning back in her chair. “My official title is the head of the emergency medical department, so I’d give anything not to fill out paperwork for a bit...” She said thoughtfully, looking him up and down before motioning him over. “What happened?” She inquired, as she rose from her chair and motioned for him to take a seat. “I’ll be just a moment... I need to get my medical kit.” She said softly, her concern for the other evident, as she moved to the other side of the room to retrieve her kit from the cabinet.

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Caoimhe was tired beyond compare. She’d stayed up most of the night to finish up paperwork and was now nursing a coffee. There were bags under her eyes and her hair was mussed from having fallen asleep at her desk. “Son of a...” She muttered heatedly, her thick accent making the words just a bit more colorful. She wanted to sleep for days but knew that wouldn’t be advisable. After all, she was new to her position and knew she needed to prove herself by any means necessary. She’d never exactly been the cutthroat type, but she knew better than anyone that she had to work harder than most because her job usually meant ensuring the overall health of the Wayfarer’s passengers. She was always busy, though, and she barely had the energy, let alone the time, to be bothered with things like socializing.

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{ natalie dormer } caoimhe delaney is a thirty-five year old female passenger on the wayfarer. she holds a position as an emergency department head, medicine on board, and is known for being both maternal and sarcastic. { sunny, 23, eastern, she/her }

Now, as far as I’m concerned… My name is Sunny. I’m twenty-three and abide by she/her pronouns. I live in the eastern standard timezone and absolutely adore anything Ron Swanson, Vikings, Travis Fimmel and lately, Knightfall. I tried to get into Legion and lemme just say that I don’t envy people with epilepsy that tried to watch that. It gave me a headache and that’s not even counting the twists and turns in the very first episode. I felt utterly lost and while I got through it, I didn’t know what the hell was up or down. While I do enjoy grittier shows, I have to understand just what in the hell is going on.

Caoimhe was born on Earth in Limerick, Ireland. Now, if any of you have read Angela's Ashes, you know the decrepit state that Limerick was in. It got better, yes, but not during her lifetime. In fact, some could have even argued that it got worse after it got better. She grew up, malnourished and watching as her siblings died one by one. When it was announced that the last ships would be boarding, her parents sent her away to board the SS Wayfarer and didn't even attempt to join her. She refused - absolutely, positively refused - to watch the people around her die so she studied hard while aboard that bloody ship and she became certified to be a doctor. She hated everything about space but her parents had given up everything - including their own daughter - in the hopes she'd be able to survive and thrive. Life was never quite easy for her, but she always found a way to manage. She cried almost every night she spent alone and started to find comfort in the arms of men. It wasn't her ideal life, but it was one of the few things that couldn't be taken from her. Just this past year, she was made the head of the emergency medical department. She enjoys what she does, to a point, but it's not always a job that gives her thanks... Thankfully, she didn't accept the position to be well-liked; she accepted it to help people in whatever medical capacity she was able. She's been so busy helping others that she completely disregards her own wants, needs, and well-being, to the point where she stopped sleeping around as frequently and honestly doesn't know how to socialize without a medical tool in hand.