twenty-seven. medic. optimist. When searching for happiness
be sure not to over look the little moments in life, because often times that is where it
lingers the m o s t.
HER DEMEANOR FORCES itself into a calm attitude. a smile begging to form over lips. ❝ alright, then, doc. i’ll play ball. what’s the answer ? what would you suggest we do ? ❞ she doesn’t mean for it to sound so harsh; even if irritation may play a role in her reply. ❝ ‘cause i see only one way this is ending and it’s not us holding hands, singing HAKUNA MATATA around a campfire. ❞
SHE FINDS HERSELF at a loss for words, unsure how to proceed. this is not her department of expertise and giving advice on what to do next won’t benefit them in any way.
❝ HAKUNA MATATA? that’s from the lion king... do you mean kumbaya? ❞ in no way does she mean to offend, she’s only confused at the girl’s phrase. ❝ if you are interested, however, i think we should show them who holds more power. find out the source of their main income and RUIN it. perhaps even sabotage them and gift them faulty weapons. let them keep their people but show them how hard it is to survive with US as an enemy. ❞
“Yes I do, I’d trust him with my life.” That was why she had joined the 212, and she knew that caring so much for the members of the gang was not what she had intended but they were her new family and so she just didn’t want anyone to be hurt again and she did wanted revenge. “We just have to be patient.”
“ Exactly, ” she began with a nod. “ we just have to trust his judgement. Adrian would never let those assholes get away with killing one of our own. ” Mallory has never condoned murder and never will, but she knows their boss will make this right, even if there is no bringing back the deceased. “ I guess, for the moment, we just stay safe and be thankful --- the situation could have been a lot worse. ”
SHE’S PRESSING AN ice pack against skin, a band aid already attached to their upper brow. ❝ i have sort of this idea to honor john. ❞ a bit lost in thought, her mouth upward in a moment of reminiscing. . ❝ it’ll be sweet. light a few candles, sing a few songs. a proper burial, you know ? ❞ she couldn’t help but think, had she not already been found by adrian - would she fit in better with the SPADES ? a thought to delve into some othe time. ❝ i don’t know, just a thought. ❞
A LARGE SMILE follows the girl’s suggestion, thinking it’d be a wonderful occasional to remember the boy. it pained her, to see so many of the members couldn’t even remember his name. mallory focused on the girl’s apparent injury for a moment, wondering if she needed assistance. ❝ that’d be amazing! i don’t think he has any family, which i suppose is best in this situation. ❞ she’s grateful to still have ties with her family, even if they’ve grown apart over the years. ❝ have you brought it up to adrian yet? ❞
bc i totally Forgot to post one but it’s caitlin, who is Back with another character, but this time a Sweet Child who wants to do no harm but Help !! you can find out about her under the cut !!
╯merritt patterson, she/her.╭ ─ get off the street, it’s ( mallory dunford ) ! i heard they’re a ( twenty seven ) year old ( medic ) in the 212. don’t let that smile fool you, i heard they’re most known to be ( gullible ); sometimes they can be ( compassionate ) but i hardly doubt it. they seem like they’d be the ( sanguine ). they’ve been in the gang for ( one year. )
about her past:
my gal mal grew up in an apartment with her parents ( who were heavily in love and still are in present time ) and younger sister in greenwich village, a neighborhood in new york city !! her father was a lawyer apart of a firm that was committed to helping people wrongly accused of crimes out of prison. her mother was a stay at home mom / part time volunteer at a women’s shelter in brooklyn. her parents were Very committed to helping the world become a better place and help people grow from toxic pasts, which is why mallory grew up in such a loving home. she was taught morals and to always do the right thing from a young age. “ people aren’t perfect, ” her father always told her. “ but people can always grow to be better. ” ( her backstory is also a Huge girl meets world aesthetic )
mallory has always wanted to be a doctor?? i think at such a young age she wanted to be a nurse because she didn’t have much faith in herself but as she got older and really worked hard, she pushed herself as far as she could go and became a doctor / surgeon.
skip ahead years and years to post-college where she got a surgical residency at bellevue hospital center in new york. she absolutely loved her job?? god it was ... Everything to her?? a couple years later, toward the end of her residency, something happened. mallory made a decision on her own with one of the patients that cost her everything. one of her patients that was on life support actually ended up waking up to learn she was paralyzed from the neck down. she convinced mallory to pull the plug which led to a Huuuuuuge lawsuit from the patient’s husband and caused mallory to lose any chance of getting a medical license.
after that, her career was p much over, which caused her to have a mental breakdown and almost give up on life altogether. she attempted suicide but her sister found her in time to take her to the hospital. mallory spent about a week in the hospital and in a long, long recovery process, starting going to therapy in an attempt to get her life on track.
fast forward a year later to when mallory stumbles on a 212 gang member in an alleyway, bleeding out. without asking questions she went back to her car, got her medical supplies, and returned help them. she ended up saving their life which led to adrian coming to find her a couple days later, asking her to join their group. even though she was Very Much against the idea of joining a gang, she needed something to make her life have meaning again, as selfish as that was. besides, she couldn’t stop what other people did, only herself. she could still help people. fast forward another year and it’s present time.
about herself:
obsessed with doing what is morally right, despite the law. is a neutral good but lawful good when it comes to adrian.
trust is Everything to her and she would Never betray the gang or do anything to have them believe she would ??
is the type of person to give all her money and food to those who need it more ( ya know, besides what she needs to survive )
often sees from different points of view, even enemies, which is Annoying and another good reason not to take her on a mission
she’s Sweet and Caring but knows the world is not That Place that she used to believe it was when she was little. still, she wants to do what she can to achieve that good world she had so much hope for.
hates to be underestimated
cannot ( and will not ) use weapons to save her life & still follows the hippocratic oath when it comes to medical practice
doesn’t stay quiet about what she believes in / believes to be true
doesn’t mind putting members in their Place but will apologize afterwards
favorite flavor is cotton candy
ANYWAY she got a lot of Issues but she just tryin to balance the good and bad in the world and in herself so you should come Plot w me !!
A LIT CIGARETTE gets tossed to the ground as she uses the toes of her shoes to put it out. ❝ no fucking way i’m waiting for another bullshit plan. ❞ she nearly snorts with her words. evident indignation with each pronunciation. ❝ they take one of ours we take six of theirs. ❞
❝ more death is not the answer here! especially when more will just pop back up in their place! ❞ she is morally obligated as a human being to discourage murder, and even without her medial license, she took a vow to do no harm. the last part is only added to reach the other girl’s point of view.
kenzo sits rigid in her chair as she nurses the steaming cup of genmaicha. the events of the night before had left her exhausted and all she really wanted was to go to sleep. but, despite her heavy lids, kenzo doesn’t believe she deserves the privilege. she should be doing something productive. do inventory. clean weapons. check on corv. she’s pulled from her thoughts at the creak of the floorboards.
“ oh, ” she blinks, snapping out of her daze, “ did i bother you ?? ”
it’s been a long night, that goes without saying. even without being in attendance, mallory can see how heavy the evening was for each of the members, their faces etched with grief and pain. she lets noah help corvina, seeing as he certainly knows the girl better, but offers her service if he finds himself growing tired. with a yawn she steps into the next room, rubbing the back of her head. it seems as if sleep will be a rare occurrence for the group. she lifts her head, spotting kenzo out of the corner of her eye.
“ no, kenzo, you didn’t. ” she assures, offering the other a smile. “ are you okay? ”
Eloise had not expected the night to go as it did, surely they had been expecting them so had it all been a set up or the spades had someone on the inside? It hurt to think someone from the 212 could betray them so she pushed those thoughts aside. She felt bad for the rookie, she had just talked a few times with him but he was a good kid and asset, And she was very worried about Corvina, though the selfish part in her was just glad she had came out safely. “So… what now?” She asked “I know we can’t just go and kill them but…we have to do something.”
Thankful she had not attended the event, her settled nerves were insignificant compared to the destruction caused at the ball. Someone died, a young rookie, and any person they lost in the gang was a devastation. At Eloise’s question, Mallory bit her lip, unsure how to answer. This wasn’t her place of expertise and if the girl wanted answers, Adrian was her best bet. “ We will, ” she responds, because that much she’s sure. It wouldn’t be like them to sit still and allow the recent events go by without repercussions. “ The most important part, however, is to recollect ourselves and make a plan. I’m sure the seconds and Adrian are considering what step to take next. You trust ‘em, don’t you? ”
