I'm The Captain!

I'm Martin, I'm the captain at MJN air.I-I-I'm not often seen as the captain by others, but I can assure you I am. Want to know more? 'I am not a psychopath, I'm a high functioning Icarus!'

[astarwhichfellfromthesky-deacti]

“Are you sure you didn’t have a bit much to drink? I assure you we have no airplanes hovering above the hospital. Now, come on, we’ll get that bandaged.” He motioned for Martin to follow him. Douglas laughed, shaking his head. “I kissed a bloke or two. It was alright, we were drunk. The way you’re talking though it sounds like you do. What, never been interested in a work place fling?” he drawled.

[capmartincrieff-blog]

"I don't d-drink." Martin looked away sadly. "I had a friend that drank to the point he became an alcoholic, it made me feel bad when ever I went out to buy liquor." He shrugged. Martin followed Douglas and blushed slightly. "W-well, I'm not - I mean." He shut his mouth and turns his head to the side. He felt ridiculous. "Is my head going to be okay?"

[fuckyeahairplaness]

Low & Slow

[astarwhichfellfromthesky-deacti]

Douglas arched a brow smoothly while the other man stared at him,  confusion and surprise mixed on his face. “You quite alright there?” he asked, his tone torn between mild concern and amusement.

“Oh, look, my fame proceeds me.” Douglas said, with utterly false modesty. He chortled softly.”I don’t know what Douglas you know, but I assure you I’m not in my forties.” His expression became more genuniely concerned when he saw the blood on Martin’s head. “You really hit hard. C’mon, you may need stitches. At least something to do around here. Shame you’re not a girl thought…”

[capmartincrieff-blog]

Martin shook his head. “I really don’t know where I am right now, last thing I remember was going into the airhanger and then bam!, I end up in the middle of a busy…” he looked around, “hospital?”

He sighed. “I was thinking you were a friend of mine. I know you’re not but you do look a lot like a younger version of him. It’s almost scary how you share the same name.” He pulled himself off the floor, putting his hand back on the gash on the back of his head and checked if the bleeding had got worse.

“Girl? Why is it a shame I’m a guy?” 

[astarwhichfellfromthesky-deacti]

“An airhanger? Hmph, chap, I think you hit your head harder than you realized.” His expression grew slightly more interested. “Was this fellow dashingly handsome? Perhaps we’re related,” he mused with a smirk. “Looks nasty. I hope you’re not the type to faint at blood.”

“Well I’m hardly going to flirt with a bloke, now am I?”

[capmartincrieff-blog]

"Oh, well, you see, I'm a pilot, a captain actually, so I was just checking up on the plane and then suddenly I find myself falling and landing here." Martin frowned at himself. 

"/My/ Douglas? Urh, I've never really-" he coughed. "It would be highly inappropriate to think of a co-worker like that. I bring the up most professionality to my work." Martin noticed the smirk and frowned deeper. "I wouldn't bet on it."

"Oh. Not into guys then?" Martin shrugged. "Each to their own."

[astarwhichfellfromthesky-deacti]

Douglas arched a brow smoothly while the other man stared at him,  confusion and surprise mixed on his face. “You quite alright there?” he asked, his tone torn between mild concern and amusement.

“Oh, look, my fame proceeds me.” Douglas said, with utterly false modesty. He chortled softly.”I don’t know what Douglas you know, but I assure you I’m not in my forties.” His expression became more genuniely concerned when he saw the blood on Martin’s head. “You really hit hard. C’mon, you may need stitches. At least something to do around here. Shame you’re not a girl thought…”

[capmartincrieff-blog]

Martin shook his head. "I really don't know where I am right now, last thing I remember was going into the airhanger and then bam!, I end up in the middle of a busy..." he looked around, "hospital?"

He sighed. "I was thinking you were a friend of mine. I know you're not but you do look a lot like a younger version of him. It's almost scary how you share the same name." He pulled himself off the floor, putting his hand back on the gash on the back of his head and checked if the bleeding had got worse.

"Girl? Why is it a shame I'm a guy?" 

[capmartincrieff-blog]

Martin was a clot. He really should have noticed the large, gaping hole in the floor of the air hanger. In his defence the hanger was incredibly dark at the time, and where he had thought GERTI had been hiding was really a hole. Now, he found himself sat on the floor of a busy hospital surrounds...

[astarwhichfellfromthesky-deacti]

(cba to recreate a Douglas blog, so y'all get spammed with now a CP rp)

It was a dull day for Douglas Richardson. No cute nurses to flirt with, no younger students to tease. What was the point of being a medical student if he couldn't do either of those things. He was expecting to fall asleep somewhere, or have a drink in the broom cupboard. He was not expecting a scrawny ginger haired man to drop from the ceiling. "Suicidal training and prevention?" he asked, slightly sarcastically, approaching the bewildered looking stranger

[capmartincrieff-blog]

Martin blinked rapidly at the man before him. He definitely sounded like his first officer, the only thing that drove Martin to the thought that this wasn't his Douglas was the fact he was stood in a pair of scrubs.

"D-douglas?" Martin shook his head, his ginger curls following the direction his head moved. "No, you can't be. I mean, you're at least 20 years too young to be the Douglas I know and - ow." he rubbed his head, pulled back his hand and was surprised to find his hand slightly tinted red. 

"How did I even get here?" he muttered.

[capmartincrieff-blog]

Martin was a clot. He really should have noticed the large, gaping hole in the floor of the air hanger. In his defence the hanger was incredibly dark at the time, and where he had thought GERTI had been hiding was really a hole. Now, he found himself sat on the floor of a busy hospital surrounds by medical students. Martin knew he must have hit his head when he fell because he had thought he had caught a glimpse of a younger Douglas Richardson. Martin blinked a few times, looked up and was surprised to see a hole in the ceiling ascending to the fifth floor of the hospital.

"I have a funny feeling I'm not in Fitton anymore." He muttered to himself.

[capmartincrieff-blog]

Ooc: I know this is my rp tumblr but this old man sat next to me on the train, i'm now getting a panic attack and the train hasn't even left kgx (king's cross). I feel like I can't breathe and like I'm about to throw up. The first stop is in about 40 minutes. Help me? Someone just RP or talk to me. 'm really scared and freaked out and want to cry...

[capmartincrieff-blog]

ooc: The video isn’t mine, and tbh I haven’t RP’d for a while, but here is one of the reasons you may not see me for a while. (Starting from the end of this week at least.) The video was just relevant… 

[astarwhichfellfromthesky-deacti]

If it helps, this was how my whole senior year was…

[capmartincrieff-blog]

This has been me since 2009 though... I do not deal with stress well... At.All,

[capmartincrieff-blog]

ooc: The video isn't mine, and tbh I haven't RP'd for a while, but here is one of the reasons you may not see me for a while. (Starting from the end of this week at least.) The video was just relevant... 

[capmartincrieff-blog]

*quietly freaks out*

[capmartincrieff-blog]

Dear Jim/Irene:

NO.

Love, a 10 year old girl.

[capmartincrieff-blog]

Swlop means family

Family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten.

[capmartincrieff-blog]

Hi, urh, if anyone wants to para that'll be cool. (This applies for River AND Emma too!) I am making myself not busy with school because I've decided I'm no longer aiming for university, just another college course.

[capmartincrieff-blog]

Dinner for two.

[oldskygod-deactivated20121013]

Dane nodded, her lips quirking. “I more than like it.” She slid back off the counter, wrapping her arms around Martin once more. “You look quite fetching. Ah, well, I suppose I could,” she teased. “Although it is rather fun to watch you struggling to cut up fish.” She stepped away and grabbed a cutting board. 

[capmartincrieff-blog]

The smaller ginger haired woman flushed once more. “I suppose I should wear it more often then if you enjoy it so much.” She smiled innocently. Martin handed a chunk of sushi grade salmon to Dane. “It was supposed to be a surprise though.”

[oldskygod-deactivated20121013]

“Indeed, Captain Crieff, I would not complain,” she replied, looking up and down Martin once, grinning to herself. She took the fish from Martin and slammed it down on the board with a bit more relish than necesary. “Ah, well. How bout I pretend to be surprised? It will be almost as good.”

[capmartincrieff-blog]

Martin winced slightly as the salmon hit the cutting board, she smiled to herself. "So... how's Elaine? Everything okay with her?" She looked over at Dane, it was a well known fact that even though Elaine didn't really talk to her, the captain did care about the young girl. 

[fionayabish-deactivated20150903]

[capmartincrieff-blog]

Dinner for two.

[oldskygod-deactivated20121013]

Dane nodded, her lips quirking. “I more than like it.” She slid back off the counter, wrapping her arms around Martin once more. “You look quite fetching. Ah, well, I suppose I could,” she teased. “Although it is rather fun to watch you struggling to cut up fish.” She stepped away and grabbed a cutting board. 

[capmartincrieff-blog]

The smaller ginger haired woman flushed once more. "I suppose I should wear it more often then if you enjoy it so much." She smiled innocently. Martin handed a chunk of sushi grade salmon to Dane. "It was supposed to be a surprise though."

[capmartincrieff-blog]

Dinner for two.

[oldskygod-deactivated20121013]

Danessa arched a brow, looking around the kitchen. “Impromptu sushi lessons, is it? Yes, well, Elaine wanted to go to a friends slumber party. Less time with my daughter, but she’s happy, what can you do?” She wrapped her arms around her girlfriend, kissing her neck. “Whats the occasion?”

[capmartincrieff-blog]

Martin squeaked as she felt her girlfriend kiss her neck. “T-there is no occasional. I just thought you may want to have a meal with me after so long of not having one.” She blushed as she realised how rude her comment had been. “O-o-of course you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

[oldskygod-deactivated20121013]

Dane smirked a bit more when Martin squeaked, running a hand through her ginger hair. “Martin, hush, of course I do.” She kissed Martin’s neck again and backed away. “I like the apron by the way,” she said coyly, sitting on the counter and watching her girlfriend cook.

[capmartincrieff-blog]

Martin lowered her head, she could feel the colour spread across her high cheekbones. She looked at her apron. "You-you do?" Martin twirled around her apron, showing it off to her girlfriend. "I didn't think you'd be back so early, so I haven't really done much in the sense of making enough sushi yet." She looked at the ingredients laid out on the counter. "Want to help?"