Agent New York

RP blog for Agent New York of Red vs. Blue. Crossovers welcome, AUs encouraged. Under construction.

[hatesimprovising]

          “Yes and…yes.”

So come on, York. Give him that apology so he can stop being mad and start sucking on your face. Because he really wants to do that second thing.

[empirestateofblind]

                                Aaand the playful facade falls away. Sincerity takes over York’s expression, genuine in it’s being. Reaching out, he takes Wash by the hand not to pull him closer, but just assure him that he’s there as something to hold onto.

                “I’m SORRY, Washington.                  I never meant to upset you, or make you worry,”

But the fact he HAS just proves how much Wash loves him, and he’ll never apologize for making THAT happen.

                                “Always intended to come back to you.                                  Nothin’s gonna keep me away.                                                           Promise.”

[2winpeaks]

i LOVE when ur kissing someone and they start smiling mid kiss

[empirestateofblind]

                               “ IT’S YOUR CATCH,                                                                             ASSHOLE. ”

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[hatesimprovising]

            “…Maybe.”

         “What’re you going to do to deserve it?”

[empirestateofblind]

                           That thing with my tongue that you like???

       “I have to EARN it? I thought my being back might be reason enough.                                                   ---If I say sorry, does that increase my chance?”

[hatesimprovising]

           “No.”

          “Nothing.”

[empirestateofblind]

                                           “Not even a KISS?         Don’t tell me you’re gonna keep THAT from me, too.”

[hatesimprovising]

            “Why? Because you decided to show your face for once?”

           “Nope. Doesn’t deserve confetti.”

[empirestateofblind]

        “Okay, no confetti.               ....What about---”

                     “---balloons?”

[hatesimprovising]

          “You don’t deserve confetti.”

[empirestateofblind]

“What do you mean I don’t DESERVE it?               If ever a situation called for confetti,                               IT’S THIS ONE.”

[empirestateofblind]

“If there’s no confetti,           than what’s even the point???”

[hatesimprovising]

( lays on the floor

I’m having Wash feelings

god i love Wash

sO MUCH I CAN’T EVeN EXPLAIN can’t even express

omg wush )

[empirestateofblind]

Here’s York. Also overwhelmed by his love for Wash.

[empirestateofblind]

(( *sticks head in* ))

[empirestateofblind]

beingatwiin:

“ Yeah, tell me about it. Some medic caught me with some once and wouldn’t shut the hell up about how it’s ‘ bad for our performance. ’

                  And I haven’t even started on the                   actual freelancers themselves. ”

(  To be fair, they’re supposed to be super   soldiers. Drinking wasn’t exactly in their    job description, whether South liked it or    not. )

            “ And do whatever the fuck you want,                  York. Surprise me. ”

Surprising South entailed dropping back to sit on the bed and remove his helmet. Maybe they can’t get drunk off the stuff he’s got, but between the two of them it’s probably better to not leave the room toting around bottles of alcohol.

          The armor protecting his upper-body was taken off,           as there really wasn’t reason to be wearing it.

Popping open the first bottle, York extended that out to South before doing the same for the next and taking a swig.

He grimaced at the taste, but hell, it was something.

[enemyofthetraveler-deactivated2]

“Huh. I don’t really know what that is. As for how I got here..” They shrug, going back to looking around. “One second I was talking to a…friend, the next thing I know they are gone and I was standing in here. I do not doubt it was because of the Vex again, damned machines do not like me.”

Zara shakes their head, a little distraught at the situation. “Probably isn’t even the same system anymore..” Their gaze wanders back over to the male again. He was really tall, taller than most Titans were. Hopefully, he wasn’t as destructive at said Titans were..

[empirestateofblind]

So, some sort of warp could bring odd beings aboard the ship. That was probably something York should think about reporting---but first, he wanted to learn a little more about the stranger. How often did he get the chance to make friends with someone new?

“Not that your gear doesn’t look cool, but s’kind of intimidating. We should probably head somewhere that sees less traffic before someone else catches sight of you on board.” Because that could lead to some trouble.

“C’mon.” With a nod of his head, York headed out of the room, checking over his shoulder that the other was following. “Got somethin’ I can call you? It’d be nice to have a name to put to the, er. Helmet.”

[hatesimprovising]

Wash gives an appreciative noise in response to the nip at his lip, though he’s a little disappointed when York starts to move away. Still, it’s not like they can suck face all day.

Then, if there is any mood going on at all, York ruins it when he speaks.

Wash just stares blankly for a long moment, words failing him.

“That’s the first thing you have to say?” Really?

[empirestateofblind]

York ruins lots of things when he speaks.

“What? I’m concerned. We both got knocked around a li’l today. Just wanna know you’re all good.” A beat. “So? You all good?” Cause if Wash is bleeding anywhere, York would like to know.

[empirestateofblind]

.

[empirestateofblind]

        “Should prob’ly try to get some work done at some point,                     ‘stead of sittin’ around on my ass.”

[empirestateofblind]

         “HALF THE TIME I only do the stupid things I do                                  just to see what happens.”

The other half is all accidents.

[enemyofthetraveler-deactivated2]

[ empirestateofblind ]

Another ones of these strange people, one who did not look like a Guardian. Had they been pushed through another transfer gate again? With a shake of their head, the dark being walks up to the stranger to speak, forgetting that their armor looked rather unfriendly and their voice was much the same. “Excuse me…what is this place?” 

[empirestateofblind]

‘That place’ happened to be the lounge. With his back to whomever spoke, York was all prepared to retort with “I know some of you guys work your asses off, but have you seriously never relaxed?” but upon turning the words died in his throat before he could even make a sound.

The freelancer was glad he had his armor adorned, but a little rueful that he’d left behind his helmet.

“S’uh. The Mother of Invention.” Because the being likely meant the entire space in general. As they weren’t acting out in hostility, the freelancer remained lax, but despite his calm demeanor he was ready to react quickly should the situation call for it. “---How’d you get on board? Don’t really look like the kinda person we pass out invitations to.”