The thoughts didn’t need to be spoken for Chris to agree. Giving a quick, brief nod. Drowning his sorrows the the back end of some European country because he couldn’t remember, and didn’t want to remember. Hoping his revenge-fuelled mission after Ada would lead him to death - hers or his, it didn’t matter - because how many times did they have to lose. The good guys never won. No longer were they the people the once were, and never again would they be. Parts of them didn’t work anymore, dead and cold. The human body was a work of art, though, and it would replace the broken things with new ones, old skin peeling away to reveal a new thicker skin. If anyone understood, it was Jill.
"We. I like that. Yeah, sounds good. I don’t really have anything planned, but it’s probably for the best. My plans never work out. Best to just wing it, eh?" Another chaste kiss pressed to her forehead before shifting off the side of the bed.
Even if it was because she, too, went through the trials and deaths of their friends, the chaos and destruction- and it wasn't because she wanted to, or because she was glad to do so- it was because it was the only thing she could do. The blonde didn't want others to experience what she had, so stepping up and taking responsibility was the only thing to do. The world would always teeter on the edge of corruption and bioterrorism, mankind mainly being the cause, but the BSAA and those who are willing to fight would remain until the end of it all.
"I'm sure we can find things to do that will take up our day besides just shopping. I know you aren't too fond of that idea." With a grin, a finger was pressed to his shoulder, cheeks flushed lightly from his previous affection."Although, I don't think it would be wise of me to go out in just your shirt and a pair of shorts, no?" She had planned on changing, of course, but not so soon. The blonde had just woken up so it would take a little while to get rid of that lingering fatigue.
As the napkin was held out to him, he discarded the idea entirely and instead promptly leaned in close, enough to catch the breath she exhaled with a wink before swiping his lips across her cheek. No one ever said they had to be professional first thing in a morning. “You and I both.” Okay, so perhaps he hadn’t gotten enough sleep and the little he did had been uncomfortable, awkwardly fitting long limbs into the space he’d hidden in. Rather start the morning with laughter than the dull thump of a hangover left to grow. Jill could protest all she wanted, but he knew she enjoyed it - perhaps deep down, or perhaps unwilling to admit it - but he could tell from the hairpin curve of her lips and the quick laughter that came before her sighs.
"Kitten? I’m positively offended, Jillian." Maybe the hand of the waist was a bit too far for her liking, but it had only been a temporary ting - which did enough for his ego. If it were anyone else, Chris was sure she’d have given them a good, hard slap or worse if she wasn’t feeling too kind. Never could he imagine what it was like to be a woman in such a male environment, but she always held her own. No one ever questioned her. He always knew where he stood, and part of him loved that.
An unfavourable grunt came from his lips, slumping down to rest his head along the curve of her shoulder. “Do we have to? Captain’s not in yet, I don’t think. Couldn’t smell the peroxide at least. We can go to the range, or, I dunno, go make fun of the new rookie’s downstairs.” One last attempt, a childish pout forming on his lips. “I can’t do it any longer Jill. I need to get out and about. I’m a wild animal, I’m not meant to be locked in an office. I gotta hunt and do something.” Dramatic, perhaps, but words had never been his strong point when actions were available. God, what he’d give to just fly a plane again. Maybe he should take his partner for a ride. Anything was better than staying in the same four walls all day.
It wasn’t that she was disgusted, or that he had been close enough to take things further, but it was the fact she had not been prepared for such an action. It left her speechless, and a bit breathless. A quick clearing of her throat brought her back to her senses, the napkin now being used to wipe off the condiments and left over food from her cheek. What a way to start the morning, Redfield. Folding the napkin up and setting it aside, Jill scooted over to put a little distance between them so he couldn’t repeat his earlier actions. “When I said take care of it, I didn’t mean pass it on to me.” Her words were meant to be stern, but instead came out light and joking.
With amusement lacing her features, Jill hummed, a smile still present on her lips, “then I guess you better get to work on your roar because that’s certainly not going to impress the ladies.” In truth, she was in a good mood. Maybe it was because of the fact she had just enough time to fix her own breakfast this morning, maybe it was the coffee, or the warm shower- but the brunette was definitely in a good mood nonetheless.
Sighing, she allowed him to rest against her—at least for the time being. It wasn’t all that bad, really. “You know, you’re really good at exaggerating things. I can’t remember if I’ve told you that before or not.” His words were taken into careful consideration, however. If they went to the range, it wouldn’t necessarily mean being unproductive. And on Jill’s end, she could use that since she finished her work earlier this week. Chris was another story and knowing him, he probably started on it, but didn’t finish it. It was a great mental debate on whether or not it would be a good idea to go along with his plans, and what Wesker would have to say about it if they were caught. And the idea of teasing the rookies wasn't in her best interests, she found it cruel.
"Alright, alright," she began, now defeated, "we'll go to the range for a little while. However, you have to promise me you'll get your paper work done on time and you buy me lunch. Deal?"
“I have mad love for ssamuraiedge. He’s a wonderful writing partner and OOC, he’s an absolute sweetheart. He’s been there for me more often than I can count, is always supportive, and an excellent communicator. Always open to ideas and discussions about threads and plots, he really is a partner in the truest sense of the word and a wonderful friend. I’m always excited to see him online, I look forward to reading his replies, and I know I’m not alone in adoring him.”
“I just adore redfieldos. Her writing is phenomenal, she’s easy to interact with, and it’s always a pleasure to plot with her. I’m so happy to have gotten to know her over my past year and a half of roleplaying. She’s made me laugh, cry, and love the hell out of Claire Redfield all over again. Sometimes I wonder if it’s Miss Redfield herself on the other end of the screen. She’s amazeballs plain and simple.”
"It’s time to put it to rest, I think. We should have done that at the time." Putting their pasts to rest when they put Wesker down. The end of a long and strenuous chapter of their lives, finally it had come to a close. For Chris a new one had started, a new villain coming with it. Carla wasn’t gone, but living in the past was doing nothing for him. Piers had said that enough times. For once, he’d been listening.
"It’s also mid-day. Come on, sleeping beauty. You don’t want to spend your day off asleep do you?" Fingers continued to stroke at her hair, cautious and gentle despite how she moved to sit up and drink.
They should have, but it proved not to be an easy task. The betrayal, the many defeats, the deaths that came from it all- it would never be easy. And perhaps a part of her had died as well. Therapy may put the mind at ease, but never the dull aching within her chest. Jill considered herself to be a lucky one, having been saved by Chris and Sheva, but at times the thought of it all ending when she plunged out that window- it was almost satisfying; although selfish considering who and what would be left behind.
Sleeping beauty, huh? With a roll of her eyes, the blonde gave in. As much as she wanted to stay in bed, it was time to get up and do something. Standing, the operative grabbed the mug of cocoa, savoring the taste before finishing it off. "Well, I'm up. Anything special in mind or shall I, or we, go shopping for groceries this evening?"
The familiar typing on the keyboard drove out the sounds of the busy office, the smell of chocolate infiltrating her senses, nose now crinkling in the slightest. It was Valentine’s Day- a holiday the brunette dreaded the most throughout the year. Why you may ask? The answer was obvious, especially when it involved the name she had been gifted with- irony had a way of working did it not? A bitter smirk crossed rosy lips, a sigh following after.
Filed away within the deepest parts of her mind was a list; a list that contained all the jokes that coincided with this holiday and her. She’d heard them all, seen them, read them- it was almost amusing at how people found such enjoyment out of it. Though, if anyone could manage to be creative enough to come up with one she hadn’t heard, well- she’d give them a prize of some sort.
A hand on her shoulder caught her off guard, now turning to the person who disturbed her. “You’ve been working awfully hard, Valentine,” came an amused tone, the marksman offering her a lopsided grin.
The emphasis on her name earned him a roll of her eyes, though there was a grin that soon replaced the smirk. “Coming from someone who hardly works, I would say so.” It wasn’t as if she was working on anything much… at least for the moment. What she had been doing was just a ploy to look busy, and as a means of distraction. No matter where she looked, there was always something to do with Valentine’s Day. Cards, couples, candy, flowers- it was all there, almost mocking her in a way. “Did you need something, Chris?”
“Ouch, I’m hurt Jillian.” As if to prove his point, a hand was dramatically placed on his chest, a pout now on his lips. Knowing that Jill wasn’t about to be fooled, he dropped the act, leaning up against her desk. “Do I need a reason for wanting to chat with my partner?”
For some reason, Jill wasn’t about to buy that. Usually when he wanted to chat, it meant that he wanted to drag her out of the office to do something. What was it he had said once? He was a wild animal and that he was tired of being confined in these four walls? It was close enough anyway. “Hm, I suppose not. But usually, you’re up to something and I feel as though now isn’t any different.”
A casual shrug of his shoulders, grinning once more, “Looks like you caught me.” Always on top of things… “But if you’re not too busylater, I have a proposition for you. Think of it as a way for me to repay you for breakfast.”
Arching a brow, the brunette pondered his offer. Originally, she had on going home and relaxing until the day was over and things were back to normal; but going with Redfield wasn’t all that bad considering he had grown on her- not that she’d willingly admit. “I’ll consider it.”
Not wanting to push her anymore, he took her answer. “Yeah? Well when you’ve decided, you know where I’ll be.” Out of this office he mentally added, now leaving Jill to her thoughts but not without a quick ruffle of her hair first. This of course earned him a scowl, yet she didn’t retaliate. That would come later.
Turning back to face the desk, it was then she noticed an obnoxious red colored card lying on the keyboard. How it had gotten there was a mystery but it wasn’t there earlier and she was certain of that. After debating whether not it should be opened, she gave in to curiosity, azure hues scanning the messy handwriting. And from that alone, it was obvious whom it was from. Tucking the card away into the safety of her desk, a light shade of pink dusted her cheeks.
Redfield had successfully won and there was no doubt about her joining him for dinner later.
She stands next to him as lives end, crash, collapse. Her hair blows in her face, blonde strands against pale skin. Does it get easier? She asks; her voice is soft, and heavy, like velvet. There’s a pause. In the few moments, He reaches over, tangles her fingers with his. He does this like it’s as simple as breathing, and her heart beats fast and strong, trapped inside her ribs.
Well - He looks out into space, the skies, lit up with a million different stars. I don’t know, he says, is it supposed to get easier? He closes his eyes.
When he opens them again, Jill is looking at him. They doesn’t know the answer any more, can only grasp at smoke, hoping some sort of answer will do. Gaze moving back to her, I love you, he says, out loud. Just once. Just to prove he can say it.
Her smiles says it back.
Due to my recent inactivity, I wanted to do something for those who have stuck with me through thick and thin. And to those who have made the greatest impact and impression on me throughout my time here. While I've only been here for... 6 months or so, I've made the greatest of friends and I've gained many people whom I admire. So.... Here we go~!
ssamuraiedge
It's hard to think of something to say that I already haven't about the Big Bear Captain. But honestly, he puts up with me everyday- from my terrible puns, bad jokes, rants and just... everything, he's still with me. I'm surprised he can still handle me tbh. I'm a bit out there. Tyler's also very talented and amazing when it comes to writing and his gorgeous art. Like how do. He's been there for me a lot and I know there's not much I could do to repay him but I thank him sincerely. Even though he says he's not a nice person, I think he truly is and I adore him. Just like Chris means a lot to Jill, Tyler means a lot to me~
pierssureshotnivans
Oh god, Jo is such a cutie I can't. And so is her Piers, like srsly. She offers sides of him I've never seen, her writing is gorgeous, and she's just over all an amazing person. I love her to pieces and I love watching all the shenanigans and feelsy things she does on my dash. I know we haven't written all that much but ugh yes. We will fix it and have bro times with PiersJill and everything will be okay. Wonderful mun, wonderful muse- A+.
moonwalkinandy
LAURA MY BB. It's also her birthday tbh. You should wish her a good one! BUT- God I love Andy. He's so much fun to mess with and asldfj- Pls. You're amazing and Andy is just ugh. I love him and so does Jill like wow. She got attached to him right from the start. I am so so so glad we became friends and I absolutely adore chatting with you in Skype when we do! We come up with all kinds of shenanigans and feelsy things. It's amazing and you always make me laugh! You're a sweetie and I love ya. ♥
reachedout
RINIIII- God you are like the cutest thing I swear. I would just hug you all day and cuddle you because you're just lajdf . But really. You've been such a sweetheart to me and you put up with my slowness and- ahhh. All of your muses have been so well written and thought out- I love it. FinnJill have this special bond and it's so cute how she instantly becomes mama!Jill around him. It's a new change but it's so nice and refreshing. Jill can actually rest easy a bit and be herself around him which is rare. Forever Team Finn!Jill. B) Thank you so much for being here for me and letting me love you.
carlaradames
omg I just- askljdfasf I KNOW YOU SAID NOT TO INFLATE YOUR EGO SO MUCH BUT- Really. You blow me away with your writing. And don't even get me started on your art. Jesus Christ woman. Not to mention that you've been there for me and have cheered me up in the past. That meant the world to me and I would love to be friends with you! Insteadofjustcomplimentingyousomuchwhoops- Also, I'd love to share more authors and artists with you because that was so much fun and very interesting! ;u; And I hope we can write in the future ! Even though I am so slow Im so sorry-
cyanidestilettos
Twiggy omg. I only recently added you on skype because wow I am lame and I was shy and aldkjf- But you're super nice and I love talking to you! Despite everything I've been told, I'm glad I stepped up and finally talked to you! As always, your writing is beautiful and I loved reading it and stalking you from afar. I hope we can write in the future and hopefully be friends! ;u;
cravingcrises
Ahhh, Tiffany. You and I have bonded over the silliest of things and god has it made me laugh really hard. Your signature phrase is, "Tits!" and I have never understood why but it's funny. I love all the trouble we have caused, the laughs we've had, playing together, being friends- and just all of it. You're a dear friend I couldn't live without and I am so glad you've stuck around with me despite everything. I love youuuu.
[ Wow- er... I really appreciate this! I wasn't expecting this at all really. I've never had this sort of thing happen so... I just don't know how to deal with italsdfj; But I'm extremely flattered by this and I thank you guys so much for putting up with me as of late. I know I've been slow, I've been inactive- and I'm trying to change that now.
I will forever miss phantomtyrant and our thread- but I hope you guys enjoy the others I am partaking in as well! And I hope to make a lot more memories here and friends. ♥
This human bean smells like Lucky! She's not as hairy as Cat's new pet but she looks softer in parts. The female of the species, generally the more caring, nurturing gender. Maybe he can get some treats out of her. He winds himself around her ankles, rubbing his face against her leg and purring loudly. Humans are always a sucker for a loud purr, aren't they? Hey human, want to feed me? I'll be your best friend! Keep your feet warm at night.
Blinking, the cat now had Jill’s full attention, a brow arched in question. “You must be the new cat Chris was telling me about. You’re kind of cute.” And you’re being cute with that purring. It wasn’t hard to guess what it wanted, considering she was in the kitchen and the cat was looking a bit scrawny. It wouldn’t hurt to feed him some more, right? “Alright, I’ll feed you- but I have to save some for Patches; remember that.”
The operative then noted that the tins of tuna they had been saving were slowly diminishing, a sigh falling from her lips. They’d have to go to the shop later. “Here-” Once opened, the can was placed on the ground for him to eat.
Name: Alina
Age: 53
Height: 5'11 (I used to 6'3 what happened to it?)
Location: BSAA NA HQ, sometimes I have a house.
Interests: Sudoku, teasing big bear captains, cuddling
Why do you want to be my valentine?: Because you've always been my number one Valentine <3
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