imogen

[imogems]

legacyisms‌:

“that sounds good, actually. no idea why i never got used to the cold out here.” arms wrapped around himself, he can’t help but glance over at her with scepticism. “how the hell aren’t you freezing?” 

“maybe you’re just more warm blooded than me, like, they have all those stipulations that gingers don’t have souls.” she rattled off with a smile, leading him down the side walk toward the restaurant. “honestly I could probably sport a dress and not even shiver right now. It feels like summer.”

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exsomniis‌:

━━━━ Joakim laughed softly, “Skittles commercial that one was trippy,” he contributed, “when you’re Steven Tyler you can get away with it.” Following Imogen, he pulled a chair and sat down. “I believe you’ve met our future stand up comedian,” he recalled, reaching for some napkins and handing it to her, “he was the one wearing that neon green trapper hat when you visited and taught them how to do first aid.” His students adore Imogen, some even dared suggested for her to be the official nurse of the middle school. “That’s a good way of keeping track but also amusing—how is it with doctors and nurses, you’re all looking after us and our health. Yet here you are still awake and just chugging down caffeine. Kinda beats the purpose of the whole cause, you think?” He remarked, suppressing a smile. 

“It was wild, my favorite by far has to be the Burger King one, though. Like he is just a gift who keeps giving, he was the only reason I watched American Idol that season.” She hummed, now relaxing into the memory of her visiting the school. She loved that day, meeting all the kids and even bringing goodie bags of little first aid things. Although they mostly used the cotton balls and wood craft sticks to make a mess of Joakim’s classroom, the day was a sweet memory. “Oh I recall, he was the one I put the bandage over his eye because he wanted to be a pirate, right?” Imogen chirped as she leaned one elbow against the table. “We might be a wee bit hypocritical, I mean I tell my patients all the time they shouldn’t be scared or worried, but i’m always scared and worried-- I just like to keep it as my job.” A pause as she took a sip from her tea, using a napkin to brush off what spilt on her. “Could argue something about you being a teacher, too... The argument just isn’t coming to me right now.”

[manorspeaks]

“I haven’t slept in nearly twenty six years. – twenty seven this September. That gives you a lot of time to think, you know? and through the years I was able to let go of why this had to happen to me. Because it’s not about me, it never really was. I wouldn’t take my actions back for the world. I have a purpose. and so long as it gets what it wants from me, she’ll be able to survive.”

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legacyisms‌:

for once, everything was familiar, almost serene. the air was fresh and bitterly cold. biting at his nose and ears as he wraps his arms around himself. “you look freezing. here.” he mutters, begrudgingly discarding one of his coats and handing it over. for someone who’d been here so long he’d certainly never be a fan of the cold. 

@manorstart​

she should have been cold, that much was obvious. but as imogen stood there beside ben in a light jacket and pair of skinny jeans she couldn’t help but smile at his offer. “no, i’m- it’s okay really,” she held her hand out before moving to place the jacket over his shoulders once more. “you, on the other hand... d’you wanna stop by the restaurant, get something warm in you?”

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exsomniis‌:

━━━━ Joakim waited, of course, for Imogen’s reaction. It’s make or break, he’s slightly responsible, too. “He’s an aspiring musician, but I can advise stand up comedy as an option.” He grabbed his drink once it was ready and took a sip. “In case being a rockstar or popstar doesn’t pull through. Or write a book of jokes, right?” Finally noticing Imogen in her scrubs, he frowned for a moment. “On the clock? How many hours now?”

“There are some rock stars out there who I think are hilarious, Steven Tyler has the best commercials in history of commercials, hands down.” She rattled off with a bright smile, holding her cup close to her chest as she slowly backed up to one of the tables. Truthfully she planned to grab her tea and head home, but a piece of her felt like it had been too long since she last sat and spoke with the blond.. “Let him know he’s got a fan.” His question drew a heavy sigh as she fell into one of the chairs, splashing a bit of the hot tea back onto herself. “Ah, well, if you ask the shift manager the next three hours are my weekend.” Her tone playful, she had Saturday off, but she could still complain. “I believe this stain right here is from my second coffee last night, only way I can keep track.”

[imogems]

exsomniis‌:

━━━━ “Yes, you, my favorite redhead,” Joakim responded, pretending to roll his eyes. As if there’s another redhead out there (…wait, is there?). “Can I disclaim first that this isn’t my joke, one of my kids shared it so if it’s terrible, we’ll lay the blame on him—I have his contact, we’ll have to go through the parents—but, you get it,” he added, laughing softly. “Fine, a drink of your choosing.” He takes a deep breath, and says, “What do you get when you cross a sweet potato and a jazz musician?” A beat. “A yam session!”

“I hold that title with pride and I won’t let my father know,” Imogen chirped, even dipped and cupped one hand under her chin as some sort of curtsy. “No disclaimer will save you now, sorry bub, you’re gonna have to carry this weight entirely on your own no cop outs.” Her smile still strong as she reached for her tea which finally made it’s way to her. God, she didn’t want to laugh, really, she didn’t. But as she ran the joke through her mind again her nose scrunched and a faint laugh was heard. “Okay, damn, that was- wow you’ve got yourself a little comedian on your hands. Please tell me you’re gonna sign him up for the comedy club.”

[imogems]

mxdisonhowcll‌:

she laughs loudly at that, not doubting her twin’s ability to find out anything madison said with the drop of a hat. but she loved her for it. “you know, i used to. i think it became a problem like my parents were nervous i was building some kind of unhealthy connection with it.” especially for a twelve year old. “i wouldn’t be shocked if they waited until i kind of forgot about it and burned it.”

“oh god, what kind of unhealthy are we talking...” only imogen’s brain would dive into waters so murky, her smile returned after a moment of wading through the deep. “maybe it’s better we keep him tucked in the closet.” her eyes brightened as a genuine laugh left her lips. “oh my god, big time why I will probably never be a mother- that... I could never. Wildly enough I think I remember my mom trying something like that with one of my old bunnies. She said it’s in storage somewhere.” 

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winexblood‌:

“For fuck sakes! Did I tell you to interrupt? Anyways behemoth is a satan’s right watchman! He’s a   nocturnal demon but honestly really fucking retarded because the only thing he cared was my fucking fridge. That fuck emptied my fridge for fuck sakes!”

A nervous smile pressed against her features as a quiet laugh left her, brows knitting together as she listened to him closely. “Right, right- right.” She’s nodding along before reaching for her drink and taking a small sip of water. “So what you’re telling me is we need to go shopping for you, he’s so inconsiderate.” She was metaphorically tip toeing around the man, his words only validating that something was off. “You shouldn’t start your day off with an empty stomach.”

[imogems]

winexblood‌:

twilight zone open starter : @manorstart​

“You know what I saw today? I saw Behemoth. He came in my kitchen while I was drinking my morning coffee. But for some reason he wasn’t an elephant you know? He was this HUGE black cat with big fucking whiskers and reeked of petrol.”

“Remind me again, who is Behemoth?” Imogen asked with a curious gaze, this wasn’t the first time she saw Tobias, usually their encounters came after a call from a concerned citizen. “Wasn’t an elephant, well, that’s good- at least he had the decency to not stomp through your kitchen.” She tried to keep a calm tone, but there was a flicker of concern in her gaze that she couldn’t control.

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exsomniis‌:

twilight zone open starter; @manorstart​

━━━━ “Hey, you,” Joakim greeted, smiling as he sees the other. Currently waiting for his hot drink to-go, he was glad to see a familiar face. “Want to hear a music joke?” It wasn’t original and certainly wasn’t his—he even asked for permission to share it. After all, they’ve had a discussion in class regarding creativity rights. “I swear it’s wholesome,” Joakim added, “Eagle scout’s honor.”

“Hey you,” Imogen repeated, her tone lightly mocking his words as she leaned against the counter. Still dressed in her scrubs from her late shift she was currently taking the only break she had until she was on call. “Oh boy,” she breathed, though her smile grew as she gently cocked one head to the side. “Lay it on me, chief. If I don’t laugh-- or get it, you owe me a drink,” a pause, “of my choosing.”

[imogems]

mxdisonhowcll‌:

“am i?” madison absentmindedly raised a hand to place it on her cheek, feeling the warmth of her skin. maybe she was though before getting engaged she would have blamed it on the aliens or staring up at the stars for too long. imogen’s hand was familiar against hers as she looked at the ring for possibly the hundredth time. it never got old. “i am excited! and i think mackenzie would kill me if she wasn’t my maid of honor and i don’t think i could blame her for it.” she admitted with a giggle. “it truly was the best day.” thinking about it lead to her thinking about if she still had it, her thoughts visually combing through her parents house. “that must still be around somewhere.”

“you’re sparkling, baby!” imogen chirped with a bright smile, her gaze focused on the ring now as she looked it over. she wondered what it’d be like to have someone to fall in love with the way mads had with spencer, but that also unlocked a door she wasn’t all too comfortable with walking through quite yet. “smart answer,” she mused as she held her hand a little tighter, more of a comforting squeeze before she lifted her gaze to lock on madison’s. “I promise when she asks me later, I’ll report that you in fact said her name specifically. but I swear I’m not bugged.” Imogen smiled wider now as a quiet laugh left her lips. “I bet it’s where you’ll least expect it, honestly I would probably sleep with it like, to this day.”

[imogems]

ofabrokengiirl‌:

↬ ━━ a long day at the hospital again meant beng puked on ( by babies and drunks alike ), watching patients’ loved ones cry their eyes out when she has to tell them that they didn’t make it through the night, and overly flirtatious attending physicians who think they can get into her pants by offering to take her out for the night. so, on those rare moments when she gets a break from the hustle and bustle of the day, she always heads to the local coffee shop with a refillable cup and her laptop case with her essentials – including her laptop – at her sides, and she always gets the same thing – a caramel macchiato with three shots of espresso, because damn it, she deserves it. today is one of those days. she sits on the patio outside with a laptop and her coffee order. as she’s just about to open it up, she spots someone sitting across from her at a different table. she gets up from her seat, bringing her laptop over, and plops down in front of them. “ hi, ” she greets with a warm smile, sticking her hand out, “ michelle duval. you look like you could use a friend. i know i do, what with the rough day i’ve had today. let me tell you, being puked on by a baby is one of the things i expected taking this job, but not as often as this past week. it’s even worse to be puked on by a drunk person, y’know? ” she doesn’t mean to rant, but she does anyways.

@manorstart​

people watching, imogen wasn’t quite sure why, but she always enjoyed just sitting back and watching the people around her exist. with her job she was always brought to the focus, having to assist with wounds, or securing patients, often checking them in. she just enjoyed being able to sit back and watch. taking notice of michelle walking into the cafe a warm smile pressed on her features, in an attempt to say hello without using words it wasn’t until she was approached did she realize the other didn’t even recognize her. bizarre, but, she could only assume it was the late hours, and the long story that fell from her lips. “hi, michelle,” she smiled, though there was a bit of confusion in her gaze, “have you slept, angel? we have shifts together... often,” cue her lesser lip to tuck between her teeth as she shook her head, long red locks falling to one side as she brought her warm tea with a splash of milk and honey to her lips. the temperature finally dropping as she looked to the other’s laptop. “I don’t really mind the baby vomit, it’s the other end I’m usually worried about.” a pause, “more work?”

[imogems]

mxdisonhowcll‌:

“everyone keeps telling me my wedding day will be the greatest day of my life but no one’s talking about how nice the engagement can be. what’s so wrong with not wanting to rush it?” madison asked, glancing down at the ring nestled perfectly on her finger. she was excited to get married, she didn’t want anyone to get the wrong idea, it was just nice to bask in the engagement glow for awhile. when things happened, they would happen. “plus, it’s going to be very hard to beat the day i won that giant teddy bear at the beaver creek fair when i was twelve as the greatest day of my life.” she added with a laugh.

@manorstart​

“can I just say? you two are such a beautiful couple, and you’re literally always glowing.” imogen began with a bright smile, her eyes falling to the ring she had seen plenty of times before, one hand extending to take madison’s with ease to examine it closer. “like, honestly, i would totally wanna bask in this for as long as I can, but you gotta be excited about the bachelorette party, right? did you decide who the maid of honor is going to be?” there was a bright look in her gaze as she finally brought it back to madison’s. “oh I don’t think anything will ever trump that day, like, i remember i tried to win one and didn’t get it -- worst day of my life.”

[imogems]

blvirambrosio‌:

@manorstart​

despite the fact that the school had given everyone the day off, blair still found herself sitting alone in a booth at the diner, several piles of paper surrounding her and a basket of fries. head down, attempting to read another reading reflection her students had written about ‘lord of the flies’ where all they wrote about was the man parachuting from the plane and how the boys thought it was a beast. movement from the other side of the table cause her to draw her eyes upwards, a smile making its way onto her face in greeting. “you couldn’t have come at a better time honestly, if i had to keep reading this i might cry.”

dressed in a pair of leggings and a loose fitting top that hung off her shoulder as she took off her coat, Imogen fell into the seat across from blair with ease. “i had a feeling you were missing me,” she mused as she reached for the basket of fries, being sure to take one of the more crunchy of the bunch. “what is it you’re working on? don’t you have today off? this is literally no way to celebrate a day off, blair.” taking a couple more from the basket, she laid a napkin on the table and stacked them before her. for some reason, food just tasted-- amazing. “crying isn’t allowed though, by any means, what are y’all covering?”

[imogems]

rafaelrescued‌:

“Of course I’m enjoying my day off,” Raf said with a wry grin. “I’ve got it all scheduled out into one hour blocks, accounting for travel time. At 6 am I took a run by the river, at 7 I prepped a breakfast… then I watched a bit of television, which is pretty indulgent, but that was only until 8 because I needed to run a few errands around town. Later, I’ll catch a documentary. I’m living my best life. Efficiently.”

@manorstart

“Oh, you’ve definitely convinced me,” Imogen smiled, though her tone gave way to the sarcasm laced between her words. “Have you thought about writing a self help book? Y’know a little guide to living your best life... efficiently... I feel like the world needs to know.” The nurses smile grew wider as she moved to lean against the wall, having come to check up on him solely because she knew he wouldn’t be taking advantage of this down time he so desperately needed. “What errands do you have to run? What if I do those for you, and you stop by the bar. I heard Joaks will be playing tonight.”

[imogems]

INTRODUCING… the local nurse, imo.

Born and raised in Beaver Creek, Colorado Imogen has now spent twenty three long, beautiful years in the village. Spending the majority of her days working as a nurse / emt, she lives a blissful life, and never wishes to leave.

NAME: Imogen Ward AGE: Twenty-Three ( 23 ) CAREER: Nurse / EMT. RESIDENCE: 12 Aero St. / Small apartment, one bed, one bath. SPOUSE: none. CHILDREN: none. PETS: A black cat ( jinx ) FACTS:

Finished college and graduated top of her class last year

Has been working as a nurse for well over a year, her field of work branching every where due to the lack of nurses in beaver creek.

She is an only child, and her parents never had another child after her.

She spends a lot of time -- when not working -- exploring the woods.