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@luitenant-ellwyn
Yo Ellwyn mod here! Call me mod or June, I'm also the mod for @luitenantalbiemckinner @zivahmay and @strayhatlin
This is my new oc, Ellwyn Ross, callsign Ellwyn because it's a cool name, everyone just called him Ellwyn. He's mildly inspired by Ghost too, with the mask and his overall personality and attitude towards others. Anyway! I love him.
For boundaries, check @luitenantalbiemckinner pinned post
Ellwyn's information
(for now since Remy doesn’t have an account I’m just gonna leave this here..)
[Its a few hours before Daggers shift at the infirmary and Daggers second therapy appointment when he calls Remy, panicked clearly by his tone of voice.]
“Remy-?? Fuck- what do I do if I accidentally took twice my dose for meds-??”
[He rattles off the three he takes, one for anxiety, another that’s meant to help with hallucinations and another for depression.]
@dagger-the-medic
(Yay!?)
Remy was on his break in his office, talking with Ellwyn with a smile before he picks up the phone. "Oh- Oh!" He yips and puts his food away, rubbing his forehead. "Okay- uhm- Water. Lots of water! Where are you?"
Captured. Open rp.
[This mission had been a rough one, bad intel, extra enemies that easily outnumbered the team. Dagger had been staying behind the lines of fire since no one luckily was injured…]
[Maybe he’d stayed too far behind, one teammate heard a stifled scream and when they turned around Dagger was there. He had a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head, in the arms of one of his old enemy teammates. He looked terrified.]
(insert as current teammate of Dagger.)
"Mkay.. And I can do a second session, but that's your choice."
[Dagger shrugs and sniffles slightly before looking around the room anxiously, eyes landing on the door after a moment.]
Remy just waits in the silence, nudging the fidget box again in a silent offer, but also letting him think about it.
[Dagger looks back after a moment and grabs a different squishy, one of the more plush ones instead of a gel stress ball]
“what did you ask again-?”
"If a second appointment would work." He replies and fiddles with one of the squishies himself, squeezing it in onw hand while he takes some notes and types.
”when…?”
[Dagger tilts his head, zoning out slightly while staring at the squishy.]
"Just any time in general. Would you like two appointments in a week?" Remy repeats his question, holding his head up and checking the time.
”yeah…yeah that’s…that’s fine..”
[Dagger nods just barely, still zoning out now]
Remy raises his eyebrows. "Look at me, Dagger."
“Mm…”
[Dagger hums as if he’s acknowledging something but he still just doesn’t look up at Remy, staring off into space.]
"Dagger." He snaps his fingers in the man's face.
[Still absolutely zero response besides a small, half blink.]
“mm.”
"Psst." Remy tries again, moving to clap his hands in his face, and when that doesn't work, he claps in his ear.
[Dagger startles and gasps, yelping and flinching away from Remy. He damn near falls out of his seat.]
"Dude." He holds him upright, rubbing up and down his arms. "You zoned out. Kept humming at my statements. Just little 'mm's when I called your name. Or- callsign." He slowly lets go and takes his picking hands, rubbing them gently. "Deep breath. Are you tired?"
”I’m sorry—“
[Dagger tries to stop it but instead starts to slowly cry and nods at Remys question.]
"Hey- Hey, shhh.." He gets off his chair and kneels down, picking the man up and grunting. He walks back and forth slowly, rubbing Dagger's back gently while he calms the man down. "I know, it's alright... Shh, don't talk, just let it out."
[Dagger sobs for a little big before very slowly starting to fall asleep, poor thing was exhausted from everything.]
Remy just cradles Dagger like a child while he walks back and forth, Lynx walking inside at the perfect time.
By the time Lynx enters Daggers asleep like a toddler on Remys shoulder. Lynx tilts his head.
“what happened here, hm?”
"Had a chat about therapy. Uhm- Mondays at three." He nods and adjusts Dagger, holding his back and head with either hand. "Then he zoned out, I got him back and he started crying. So I picked him up and...He's asleep." Remy replies and keeps rubbing his head, surprisingly mimicking what would be tending to a young child. Did Remy have a child? Who knew..
“Ahhh…makes sense…thank you Ross…”
Lynx smiles softly
“I can take him if you’d like…”
"It's fine, he'll wake and be all cranky." He shakes his head and continues to rub his head like a little kid, bouncing him on his hip. "Y' sleepy, hm?" He gently talks to Dagger, sitting on his lounge and resting the man's head on his shoulder, playing with his hair. As he does all that, it becomes evident to Lynx that Remy is treating Dagger awfully like how one would treat a baby, but not rudely. Like... Maternally.
Lynx sits down and just fondly chuckles while watching the two before messing with the fidgets Remy has.
[Dagger nuzzles his face against Remys collar bone like a little kid, humming softly.]
Remy nudges Lynx with his boot, just a light ankle tap, pointing to his bottom desk drawer. "More in there." He mumbles and keeps rubbing Dagger's head, hushing him back to sleep when he stirs.
Lynx looks though the fidgets before settling on a larger fidget cube that fit comfortably in his hands.
“got a kid or something Ross?”
Remy goes quiet and simply nods to a photo of Ellwyn and Remy together at home, holding a baby in Remy's arms. "She's in school. Her mother takes care of her- Ohhh..." He gently nods and clicks. "Past marriage, we have shared custody. Her mother looks after her when I'm on duty, then when Ellwyn and I are on leave together, we have custody. Sometimes she comes to base, too. She's only three, so crazy toddler." Remy smiles as he talks, wriggling to get his phone out. "My- Lockscreen.." He shows Lynx the photo of him and Ellwyn together in their house again, their little girl smiling at the camera. "She's about two in that photo."
”ahhhh….shes a adorable little one…can definitely see you in her looks”
Lynx smiles and looks at the pictures
[Dagger huffs and the movement and curls closer.]
"Mhm." He nods with a huff, leaning his head back. "Mmm.. Could you lock the door?"
”ah yeah…”
Lynx gets up and locks it before sitting back down and sighing
Remy closes his eyes and stops his movement, falling asleep with Dagger on his lap.
[Dagger stays asleep for a longggg time, snoring softly and staying closely curled up to Remy.]
After a bit Lynx also falls asleep, head tilted back and eyes shut.
Remy ends up waking, Ellwyn calling his phone. "Mm.." He huffs and answers, holding it to his ear. "What's up, lovely?" He asks and rubs his face. "Where are you?" Ellwyn asks, and Remy looks around. "My office, with Lynx and Dagger, why?" Remy replies groggily. "I've called you like- Five times! Why would you not put your sign up?!" Remy groans and hangs up, falling asleep again.
[Dagger wakes up and looks over at Remy, sleepily rubbing at his eyes.]
“Who was that Remy…?”
"Just Ellwyn..." He mumbles and goes back to sleep.
Captured. Open rp.
[This mission had been a rough one, bad intel, extra enemies that easily outnumbered the team. Dagger had been staying behind the lines of fire since no one luckily was injured…]
[Maybe he’d stayed too far behind, one teammate heard a stifled scream and when they turned around Dagger was there. He had a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head, in the arms of one of his old enemy teammates. He looked terrified.]
(insert as current teammate of Dagger.)
"Mkay.. And I can do a second session, but that's your choice."
[Dagger shrugs and sniffles slightly before looking around the room anxiously, eyes landing on the door after a moment.]
Remy just waits in the silence, nudging the fidget box again in a silent offer, but also letting him think about it.
[Dagger looks back after a moment and grabs a different squishy, one of the more plush ones instead of a gel stress ball]
“what did you ask again-?”
"If a second appointment would work." He replies and fiddles with one of the squishies himself, squeezing it in onw hand while he takes some notes and types.
”when…?”
[Dagger tilts his head, zoning out slightly while staring at the squishy.]
"Just any time in general. Would you like two appointments in a week?" Remy repeats his question, holding his head up and checking the time.
”yeah…yeah that’s…that’s fine..”
[Dagger nods just barely, still zoning out now]
Remy raises his eyebrows. "Look at me, Dagger."
“Mm…”
[Dagger hums as if he’s acknowledging something but he still just doesn’t look up at Remy, staring off into space.]
"Dagger." He snaps his fingers in the man's face.
[Still absolutely zero response besides a small, half blink.]
“mm.”
"Psst." Remy tries again, moving to clap his hands in his face, and when that doesn't work, he claps in his ear.
[Dagger startles and gasps, yelping and flinching away from Remy. He damn near falls out of his seat.]
"Dude." He holds him upright, rubbing up and down his arms. "You zoned out. Kept humming at my statements. Just little 'mm's when I called your name. Or- callsign." He slowly lets go and takes his picking hands, rubbing them gently. "Deep breath. Are you tired?"
”I’m sorry—“
[Dagger tries to stop it but instead starts to slowly cry and nods at Remys question.]
"Hey- Hey, shhh.." He gets off his chair and kneels down, picking the man up and grunting. He walks back and forth slowly, rubbing Dagger's back gently while he calms the man down. "I know, it's alright... Shh, don't talk, just let it out."
[Dagger sobs for a little big before very slowly starting to fall asleep, poor thing was exhausted from everything.]
Remy just cradles Dagger like a child while he walks back and forth, Lynx walking inside at the perfect time.
By the time Lynx enters Daggers asleep like a toddler on Remys shoulder. Lynx tilts his head.
“what happened here, hm?”
"Had a chat about therapy. Uhm- Mondays at three." He nods and adjusts Dagger, holding his back and head with either hand. "Then he zoned out, I got him back and he started crying. So I picked him up and...He's asleep." Remy replies and keeps rubbing his head, surprisingly mimicking what would be tending to a young child. Did Remy have a child? Who knew..
“Ahhh…makes sense…thank you Ross…”
Lynx smiles softly
“I can take him if you’d like…”
"It's fine, he'll wake and be all cranky." He shakes his head and continues to rub his head like a little kid, bouncing him on his hip. "Y' sleepy, hm?" He gently talks to Dagger, sitting on his lounge and resting the man's head on his shoulder, playing with his hair. As he does all that, it becomes evident to Lynx that Remy is treating Dagger awfully like how one would treat a baby, but not rudely. Like... Maternally.
Lynx sits down and just fondly chuckles while watching the two before messing with the fidgets Remy has.
[Dagger nuzzles his face against Remys collar bone like a little kid, humming softly.]
Remy nudges Lynx with his boot, just a light ankle tap, pointing to his bottom desk drawer. "More in there." He mumbles and keeps rubbing Dagger's head, hushing him back to sleep when he stirs.
Lynx looks though the fidgets before settling on a larger fidget cube that fit comfortably in his hands.
“got a kid or something Ross?”
Remy goes quiet and simply nods to a photo of Ellwyn and Remy together at home, holding a baby in Remy's arms. "She's in school. Her mother takes care of her- Ohhh..." He gently nods and clicks. "Past marriage, we have shared custody. Her mother looks after her when I'm on duty, then when Ellwyn and I are on leave together, we have custody. Sometimes she comes to base, too. She's only three, so crazy toddler." Remy smiles as he talks, wriggling to get his phone out. "My- Lockscreen.." He shows Lynx the photo of him and Ellwyn together in their house again, their little girl smiling at the camera. "She's about two in that photo."
”ahhhh….shes a adorable little one…can definitely see you in her looks”
Lynx smiles and looks at the pictures
[Dagger huffs and the movement and curls closer.]
"Mhm." He nods with a huff, leaning his head back. "Mmm.. Could you lock the door?"
”ah yeah…”
Lynx gets up and locks it before sitting back down and sighing
Remy closes his eyes and stops his movement, falling asleep with Dagger on his lap.
[Dagger stays asleep for a longggg time, snoring softly and staying closely curled up to Remy.]
After a bit Lynx also falls asleep, head tilted back and eyes shut.
Remy ends up waking, Ellwyn calling his phone. "Mm.." He huffs and answers, holding it to his ear. "What's up, lovely?" He asks and rubs his face. "Where are you?" Ellwyn asks, and Remy looks around. "My office, with Lynx and Dagger, why?" Remy replies groggily. "I've called you like- Five times! Why would you not put your sign up?!" Remy groans and hangs up, falling asleep again.
Captured. Open rp.
[This mission had been a rough one, bad intel, extra enemies that easily outnumbered the team. Dagger had been staying behind the lines of fire since no one luckily was injured…]
[Maybe he’d stayed too far behind, one teammate heard a stifled scream and when they turned around Dagger was there. He had a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head, in the arms of one of his old enemy teammates. He looked terrified.]
(insert as current teammate of Dagger.)
"Mkay.. And I can do a second session, but that's your choice."
[Dagger shrugs and sniffles slightly before looking around the room anxiously, eyes landing on the door after a moment.]
Remy just waits in the silence, nudging the fidget box again in a silent offer, but also letting him think about it.
[Dagger looks back after a moment and grabs a different squishy, one of the more plush ones instead of a gel stress ball]
“what did you ask again-?”
"If a second appointment would work." He replies and fiddles with one of the squishies himself, squeezing it in onw hand while he takes some notes and types.
”when…?”
[Dagger tilts his head, zoning out slightly while staring at the squishy.]
"Just any time in general. Would you like two appointments in a week?" Remy repeats his question, holding his head up and checking the time.
”yeah…yeah that’s…that’s fine..”
[Dagger nods just barely, still zoning out now]
Remy raises his eyebrows. "Look at me, Dagger."
“Mm…”
[Dagger hums as if he’s acknowledging something but he still just doesn’t look up at Remy, staring off into space.]
"Dagger." He snaps his fingers in the man's face.
[Still absolutely zero response besides a small, half blink.]
“mm.”
"Psst." Remy tries again, moving to clap his hands in his face, and when that doesn't work, he claps in his ear.
[Dagger startles and gasps, yelping and flinching away from Remy. He damn near falls out of his seat.]
"Dude." He holds him upright, rubbing up and down his arms. "You zoned out. Kept humming at my statements. Just little 'mm's when I called your name. Or- callsign." He slowly lets go and takes his picking hands, rubbing them gently. "Deep breath. Are you tired?"
”I’m sorry—“
[Dagger tries to stop it but instead starts to slowly cry and nods at Remys question.]
"Hey- Hey, shhh.." He gets off his chair and kneels down, picking the man up and grunting. He walks back and forth slowly, rubbing Dagger's back gently while he calms the man down. "I know, it's alright... Shh, don't talk, just let it out."
[Dagger sobs for a little big before very slowly starting to fall asleep, poor thing was exhausted from everything.]
Remy just cradles Dagger like a child while he walks back and forth, Lynx walking inside at the perfect time.
By the time Lynx enters Daggers asleep like a toddler on Remys shoulder. Lynx tilts his head.
“what happened here, hm?”
"Had a chat about therapy. Uhm- Mondays at three." He nods and adjusts Dagger, holding his back and head with either hand. "Then he zoned out, I got him back and he started crying. So I picked him up and...He's asleep." Remy replies and keeps rubbing his head, surprisingly mimicking what would be tending to a young child. Did Remy have a child? Who knew..
“Ahhh…makes sense…thank you Ross…”
Lynx smiles softly
“I can take him if you’d like…”
"It's fine, he'll wake and be all cranky." He shakes his head and continues to rub his head like a little kid, bouncing him on his hip. "Y' sleepy, hm?" He gently talks to Dagger, sitting on his lounge and resting the man's head on his shoulder, playing with his hair. As he does all that, it becomes evident to Lynx that Remy is treating Dagger awfully like how one would treat a baby, but not rudely. Like... Maternally.
Lynx sits down and just fondly chuckles while watching the two before messing with the fidgets Remy has.
[Dagger nuzzles his face against Remys collar bone like a little kid, humming softly.]
Remy nudges Lynx with his boot, just a light ankle tap, pointing to his bottom desk drawer. "More in there." He mumbles and keeps rubbing Dagger's head, hushing him back to sleep when he stirs.
Lynx looks though the fidgets before settling on a larger fidget cube that fit comfortably in his hands.
“got a kid or something Ross?”
Remy goes quiet and simply nods to a photo of Ellwyn and Remy together at home, holding a baby in Remy's arms. "She's in school. Her mother takes care of her- Ohhh..." He gently nods and clicks. "Past marriage, we have shared custody. Her mother looks after her when I'm on duty, then when Ellwyn and I are on leave together, we have custody. Sometimes she comes to base, too. She's only three, so crazy toddler." Remy smiles as he talks, wriggling to get his phone out. "My- Lockscreen.." He shows Lynx the photo of him and Ellwyn together in their house again, their little girl smiling at the camera. "She's about two in that photo."
”ahhhh….shes a adorable little one…can definitely see you in her looks”
Lynx smiles and looks at the pictures
[Dagger huffs and the movement and curls closer.]
"Mhm." He nods with a huff, leaning his head back. "Mmm.. Could you lock the door?"
”ah yeah…”
Lynx gets up and locks it before sitting back down and sighing
Remy closes his eyes and stops his movement, falling asleep with Dagger on his lap.
Captured. Open rp.
[This mission had been a rough one, bad intel, extra enemies that easily outnumbered the team. Dagger had been staying behind the lines of fire since no one luckily was injured…]
[Maybe he’d stayed too far behind, one teammate heard a stifled scream and when they turned around Dagger was there. He had a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head, in the arms of one of his old enemy teammates. He looked terrified.]
(insert as current teammate of Dagger.)
"Mkay.. And I can do a second session, but that's your choice."
[Dagger shrugs and sniffles slightly before looking around the room anxiously, eyes landing on the door after a moment.]
Remy just waits in the silence, nudging the fidget box again in a silent offer, but also letting him think about it.
[Dagger looks back after a moment and grabs a different squishy, one of the more plush ones instead of a gel stress ball]
“what did you ask again-?”
"If a second appointment would work." He replies and fiddles with one of the squishies himself, squeezing it in onw hand while he takes some notes and types.
”when…?”
[Dagger tilts his head, zoning out slightly while staring at the squishy.]
"Just any time in general. Would you like two appointments in a week?" Remy repeats his question, holding his head up and checking the time.
”yeah…yeah that’s…that’s fine..”
[Dagger nods just barely, still zoning out now]
Remy raises his eyebrows. "Look at me, Dagger."
“Mm…”
[Dagger hums as if he’s acknowledging something but he still just doesn’t look up at Remy, staring off into space.]
"Dagger." He snaps his fingers in the man's face.
[Still absolutely zero response besides a small, half blink.]
“mm.”
"Psst." Remy tries again, moving to clap his hands in his face, and when that doesn't work, he claps in his ear.
[Dagger startles and gasps, yelping and flinching away from Remy. He damn near falls out of his seat.]
"Dude." He holds him upright, rubbing up and down his arms. "You zoned out. Kept humming at my statements. Just little 'mm's when I called your name. Or- callsign." He slowly lets go and takes his picking hands, rubbing them gently. "Deep breath. Are you tired?"
”I’m sorry—“
[Dagger tries to stop it but instead starts to slowly cry and nods at Remys question.]
"Hey- Hey, shhh.." He gets off his chair and kneels down, picking the man up and grunting. He walks back and forth slowly, rubbing Dagger's back gently while he calms the man down. "I know, it's alright... Shh, don't talk, just let it out."
[Dagger sobs for a little big before very slowly starting to fall asleep, poor thing was exhausted from everything.]
Remy just cradles Dagger like a child while he walks back and forth, Lynx walking inside at the perfect time.
By the time Lynx enters Daggers asleep like a toddler on Remys shoulder. Lynx tilts his head.
“what happened here, hm?”
"Had a chat about therapy. Uhm- Mondays at three." He nods and adjusts Dagger, holding his back and head with either hand. "Then he zoned out, I got him back and he started crying. So I picked him up and...He's asleep." Remy replies and keeps rubbing his head, surprisingly mimicking what would be tending to a young child. Did Remy have a child? Who knew..
“Ahhh…makes sense…thank you Ross…”
Lynx smiles softly
“I can take him if you’d like…”
"It's fine, he'll wake and be all cranky." He shakes his head and continues to rub his head like a little kid, bouncing him on his hip. "Y' sleepy, hm?" He gently talks to Dagger, sitting on his lounge and resting the man's head on his shoulder, playing with his hair. As he does all that, it becomes evident to Lynx that Remy is treating Dagger awfully like how one would treat a baby, but not rudely. Like... Maternally.
Lynx sits down and just fondly chuckles while watching the two before messing with the fidgets Remy has.
[Dagger nuzzles his face against Remys collar bone like a little kid, humming softly.]
Remy nudges Lynx with his boot, just a light ankle tap, pointing to his bottom desk drawer. "More in there." He mumbles and keeps rubbing Dagger's head, hushing him back to sleep when he stirs.
Lynx looks though the fidgets before settling on a larger fidget cube that fit comfortably in his hands.
“got a kid or something Ross?”
Remy goes quiet and simply nods to a photo of Ellwyn and Remy together at home, holding a baby in Remy's arms. "She's in school. Her mother takes care of her- Ohhh..." He gently nods and clicks. "Past marriage, we have shared custody. Her mother looks after her when I'm on duty, then when Ellwyn and I are on leave together, we have custody. Sometimes she comes to base, too. She's only three, so crazy toddler." Remy smiles as he talks, wriggling to get his phone out. "My- Lockscreen.." He shows Lynx the photo of him and Ellwyn together in their house again, their little girl smiling at the camera. "She's about two in that photo."
”ahhhh….shes a adorable little one…can definitely see you in her looks”
Lynx smiles and looks at the pictures
[Dagger huffs and the movement and curls closer.]
"Mhm." He nods with a huff, leaning his head back. "Mmm.. Could you lock the door?"
Captured. Open rp.
[This mission had been a rough one, bad intel, extra enemies that easily outnumbered the team. Dagger had been staying behind the lines of fire since no one luckily was injured…]
[Maybe he’d stayed too far behind, one teammate heard a stifled scream and when they turned around Dagger was there. He had a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head, in the arms of one of his old enemy teammates. He looked terrified.]
(insert as current teammate of Dagger.)
"Mkay.. And I can do a second session, but that's your choice."
[Dagger shrugs and sniffles slightly before looking around the room anxiously, eyes landing on the door after a moment.]
Remy just waits in the silence, nudging the fidget box again in a silent offer, but also letting him think about it.
[Dagger looks back after a moment and grabs a different squishy, one of the more plush ones instead of a gel stress ball]
“what did you ask again-?”
"If a second appointment would work." He replies and fiddles with one of the squishies himself, squeezing it in onw hand while he takes some notes and types.
”when…?”
[Dagger tilts his head, zoning out slightly while staring at the squishy.]
"Just any time in general. Would you like two appointments in a week?" Remy repeats his question, holding his head up and checking the time.
”yeah…yeah that’s…that’s fine..”
[Dagger nods just barely, still zoning out now]
Remy raises his eyebrows. "Look at me, Dagger."
“Mm…”
[Dagger hums as if he’s acknowledging something but he still just doesn’t look up at Remy, staring off into space.]
"Dagger." He snaps his fingers in the man's face.
[Still absolutely zero response besides a small, half blink.]
“mm.”
"Psst." Remy tries again, moving to clap his hands in his face, and when that doesn't work, he claps in his ear.
[Dagger startles and gasps, yelping and flinching away from Remy. He damn near falls out of his seat.]
"Dude." He holds him upright, rubbing up and down his arms. "You zoned out. Kept humming at my statements. Just little 'mm's when I called your name. Or- callsign." He slowly lets go and takes his picking hands, rubbing them gently. "Deep breath. Are you tired?"
”I’m sorry—“
[Dagger tries to stop it but instead starts to slowly cry and nods at Remys question.]
"Hey- Hey, shhh.." He gets off his chair and kneels down, picking the man up and grunting. He walks back and forth slowly, rubbing Dagger's back gently while he calms the man down. "I know, it's alright... Shh, don't talk, just let it out."
[Dagger sobs for a little big before very slowly starting to fall asleep, poor thing was exhausted from everything.]
Remy just cradles Dagger like a child while he walks back and forth, Lynx walking inside at the perfect time.
By the time Lynx enters Daggers asleep like a toddler on Remys shoulder. Lynx tilts his head.
“what happened here, hm?”
"Had a chat about therapy. Uhm- Mondays at three." He nods and adjusts Dagger, holding his back and head with either hand. "Then he zoned out, I got him back and he started crying. So I picked him up and...He's asleep." Remy replies and keeps rubbing his head, surprisingly mimicking what would be tending to a young child. Did Remy have a child? Who knew..
“Ahhh…makes sense…thank you Ross…”
Lynx smiles softly
“I can take him if you’d like…”
"It's fine, he'll wake and be all cranky." He shakes his head and continues to rub his head like a little kid, bouncing him on his hip. "Y' sleepy, hm?" He gently talks to Dagger, sitting on his lounge and resting the man's head on his shoulder, playing with his hair. As he does all that, it becomes evident to Lynx that Remy is treating Dagger awfully like how one would treat a baby, but not rudely. Like... Maternally.
Lynx sits down and just fondly chuckles while watching the two before messing with the fidgets Remy has.
[Dagger nuzzles his face against Remys collar bone like a little kid, humming softly.]
Remy nudges Lynx with his boot, just a light ankle tap, pointing to his bottom desk drawer. "More in there." He mumbles and keeps rubbing Dagger's head, hushing him back to sleep when he stirs.
Lynx looks though the fidgets before settling on a larger fidget cube that fit comfortably in his hands.
“got a kid or something Ross?”
Remy goes quiet and simply nods to a photo of Ellwyn and Remy together at home, holding a baby in Remy's arms. "She's in school. Her mother takes care of her- Ohhh..." He gently nods and clicks. "Past marriage, we have shared custody. Her mother looks after her when I'm on duty, then when Ellwyn and I are on leave together, we have custody. Sometimes she comes to base, too. She's only three, so crazy toddler." Remy smiles as he talks, wriggling to get his phone out. "My- Lockscreen.." He shows Lynx the photo of him and Ellwyn together in their house again, their little girl smiling at the camera. "She's about two in that photo."
Captured. Open rp.
[This mission had been a rough one, bad intel, extra enemies that easily outnumbered the team. Dagger had been staying behind the lines of fire since no one luckily was injured…]
[Maybe he’d stayed too far behind, one teammate heard a stifled scream and when they turned around Dagger was there. He had a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head, in the arms of one of his old enemy teammates. He looked terrified.]
(insert as current teammate of Dagger.)
"Mkay.. And I can do a second session, but that's your choice."
[Dagger shrugs and sniffles slightly before looking around the room anxiously, eyes landing on the door after a moment.]
Remy just waits in the silence, nudging the fidget box again in a silent offer, but also letting him think about it.
[Dagger looks back after a moment and grabs a different squishy, one of the more plush ones instead of a gel stress ball]
“what did you ask again-?”
"If a second appointment would work." He replies and fiddles with one of the squishies himself, squeezing it in onw hand while he takes some notes and types.
”when…?”
[Dagger tilts his head, zoning out slightly while staring at the squishy.]
"Just any time in general. Would you like two appointments in a week?" Remy repeats his question, holding his head up and checking the time.
”yeah…yeah that’s…that’s fine..”
[Dagger nods just barely, still zoning out now]
Remy raises his eyebrows. "Look at me, Dagger."
“Mm…”
[Dagger hums as if he’s acknowledging something but he still just doesn’t look up at Remy, staring off into space.]
"Dagger." He snaps his fingers in the man's face.
[Still absolutely zero response besides a small, half blink.]
“mm.”
"Psst." Remy tries again, moving to clap his hands in his face, and when that doesn't work, he claps in his ear.
[Dagger startles and gasps, yelping and flinching away from Remy. He damn near falls out of his seat.]
"Dude." He holds him upright, rubbing up and down his arms. "You zoned out. Kept humming at my statements. Just little 'mm's when I called your name. Or- callsign." He slowly lets go and takes his picking hands, rubbing them gently. "Deep breath. Are you tired?"
”I’m sorry—“
[Dagger tries to stop it but instead starts to slowly cry and nods at Remys question.]
"Hey- Hey, shhh.." He gets off his chair and kneels down, picking the man up and grunting. He walks back and forth slowly, rubbing Dagger's back gently while he calms the man down. "I know, it's alright... Shh, don't talk, just let it out."
[Dagger sobs for a little big before very slowly starting to fall asleep, poor thing was exhausted from everything.]
Remy just cradles Dagger like a child while he walks back and forth, Lynx walking inside at the perfect time.
By the time Lynx enters Daggers asleep like a toddler on Remys shoulder. Lynx tilts his head.
“what happened here, hm?”
"Had a chat about therapy. Uhm- Mondays at three." He nods and adjusts Dagger, holding his back and head with either hand. "Then he zoned out, I got him back and he started crying. So I picked him up and...He's asleep." Remy replies and keeps rubbing his head, surprisingly mimicking what would be tending to a young child. Did Remy have a child? Who knew..
“Ahhh…makes sense…thank you Ross…”
Lynx smiles softly
“I can take him if you’d like…”
"It's fine, he'll wake and be all cranky." He shakes his head and continues to rub his head like a little kid, bouncing him on his hip. "Y' sleepy, hm?" He gently talks to Dagger, sitting on his lounge and resting the man's head on his shoulder, playing with his hair. As he does all that, it becomes evident to Lynx that Remy is treating Dagger awfully like how one would treat a baby, but not rudely. Like... Maternally.
Lynx sits down and just fondly chuckles while watching the two before messing with the fidgets Remy has.
[Dagger nuzzles his face against Remys collar bone like a little kid, humming softly.]
Remy nudges Lynx with his boot, just a light ankle tap, pointing to his bottom desk drawer. "More in there." He mumbles and keeps rubbing Dagger's head, hushing him back to sleep when he stirs.
Captured. Open rp.
[This mission had been a rough one, bad intel, extra enemies that easily outnumbered the team. Dagger had been staying behind the lines of fire since no one luckily was injured…]
[Maybe he’d stayed too far behind, one teammate heard a stifled scream and when they turned around Dagger was there. He had a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head, in the arms of one of his old enemy teammates. He looked terrified.]
(insert as current teammate of Dagger.)
"Mkay.. And I can do a second session, but that's your choice."
[Dagger shrugs and sniffles slightly before looking around the room anxiously, eyes landing on the door after a moment.]
Remy just waits in the silence, nudging the fidget box again in a silent offer, but also letting him think about it.
[Dagger looks back after a moment and grabs a different squishy, one of the more plush ones instead of a gel stress ball]
“what did you ask again-?”
"If a second appointment would work." He replies and fiddles with one of the squishies himself, squeezing it in onw hand while he takes some notes and types.
”when…?”
[Dagger tilts his head, zoning out slightly while staring at the squishy.]
"Just any time in general. Would you like two appointments in a week?" Remy repeats his question, holding his head up and checking the time.
”yeah…yeah that’s…that’s fine..”
[Dagger nods just barely, still zoning out now]
Remy raises his eyebrows. "Look at me, Dagger."
“Mm…”
[Dagger hums as if he’s acknowledging something but he still just doesn’t look up at Remy, staring off into space.]
"Dagger." He snaps his fingers in the man's face.
[Still absolutely zero response besides a small, half blink.]
“mm.”
"Psst." Remy tries again, moving to clap his hands in his face, and when that doesn't work, he claps in his ear.
[Dagger startles and gasps, yelping and flinching away from Remy. He damn near falls out of his seat.]
"Dude." He holds him upright, rubbing up and down his arms. "You zoned out. Kept humming at my statements. Just little 'mm's when I called your name. Or- callsign." He slowly lets go and takes his picking hands, rubbing them gently. "Deep breath. Are you tired?"
”I’m sorry—“
[Dagger tries to stop it but instead starts to slowly cry and nods at Remys question.]
"Hey- Hey, shhh.." He gets off his chair and kneels down, picking the man up and grunting. He walks back and forth slowly, rubbing Dagger's back gently while he calms the man down. "I know, it's alright... Shh, don't talk, just let it out."
[Dagger sobs for a little big before very slowly starting to fall asleep, poor thing was exhausted from everything.]
Remy just cradles Dagger like a child while he walks back and forth, Lynx walking inside at the perfect time.
By the time Lynx enters Daggers asleep like a toddler on Remys shoulder. Lynx tilts his head.
“what happened here, hm?”
"Had a chat about therapy. Uhm- Mondays at three." He nods and adjusts Dagger, holding his back and head with either hand. "Then he zoned out, I got him back and he started crying. So I picked him up and...He's asleep." Remy replies and keeps rubbing his head, surprisingly mimicking what would be tending to a young child. Did Remy have a child? Who knew..
“Ahhh…makes sense…thank you Ross…”
Lynx smiles softly
“I can take him if you’d like…”
"It's fine, he'll wake and be all cranky." He shakes his head and continues to rub his head like a little kid, bouncing him on his hip. "Y' sleepy, hm?" He gently talks to Dagger, sitting on his lounge and resting the man's head on his shoulder, playing with his hair. As he does all that, it becomes evident to Lynx that Remy is treating Dagger awfully like how one would treat a baby, but not rudely. Like... Maternally.
Captured. Open rp.
[This mission had been a rough one, bad intel, extra enemies that easily outnumbered the team. Dagger had been staying behind the lines of fire since no one luckily was injured…]
[Maybe he’d stayed too far behind, one teammate heard a stifled scream and when they turned around Dagger was there. He had a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head, in the arms of one of his old enemy teammates. He looked terrified.]
(insert as current teammate of Dagger.)
"Mkay.. And I can do a second session, but that's your choice."
[Dagger shrugs and sniffles slightly before looking around the room anxiously, eyes landing on the door after a moment.]
Remy just waits in the silence, nudging the fidget box again in a silent offer, but also letting him think about it.
[Dagger looks back after a moment and grabs a different squishy, one of the more plush ones instead of a gel stress ball]
“what did you ask again-?”
"If a second appointment would work." He replies and fiddles with one of the squishies himself, squeezing it in onw hand while he takes some notes and types.
”when…?”
[Dagger tilts his head, zoning out slightly while staring at the squishy.]
"Just any time in general. Would you like two appointments in a week?" Remy repeats his question, holding his head up and checking the time.
”yeah…yeah that’s…that’s fine..”
[Dagger nods just barely, still zoning out now]
Remy raises his eyebrows. "Look at me, Dagger."
“Mm…”
[Dagger hums as if he’s acknowledging something but he still just doesn’t look up at Remy, staring off into space.]
"Dagger." He snaps his fingers in the man's face.
[Still absolutely zero response besides a small, half blink.]
“mm.”
"Psst." Remy tries again, moving to clap his hands in his face, and when that doesn't work, he claps in his ear.
[Dagger startles and gasps, yelping and flinching away from Remy. He damn near falls out of his seat.]
"Dude." He holds him upright, rubbing up and down his arms. "You zoned out. Kept humming at my statements. Just little 'mm's when I called your name. Or- callsign." He slowly lets go and takes his picking hands, rubbing them gently. "Deep breath. Are you tired?"
”I’m sorry—“
[Dagger tries to stop it but instead starts to slowly cry and nods at Remys question.]
"Hey- Hey, shhh.." He gets off his chair and kneels down, picking the man up and grunting. He walks back and forth slowly, rubbing Dagger's back gently while he calms the man down. "I know, it's alright... Shh, don't talk, just let it out."
[Dagger sobs for a little big before very slowly starting to fall asleep, poor thing was exhausted from everything.]
Remy just cradles Dagger like a child while he walks back and forth, Lynx walking inside at the perfect time.
By the time Lynx enters Daggers asleep like a toddler on Remys shoulder. Lynx tilts his head.
“what happened here, hm?”
"Had a chat about therapy. Uhm- Mondays at three." He nods and adjusts Dagger, holding his back and head with either hand. "Then he zoned out, I got him back and he started crying. So I picked him up and...He's asleep." Remy replies and keeps rubbing his head, surprisingly mimicking what would be tending to a young child. Did Remy have a child? Who knew..
Captured. Open rp.
[This mission had been a rough one, bad intel, extra enemies that easily outnumbered the team. Dagger had been staying behind the lines of fire since no one luckily was injured…]
[Maybe he’d stayed too far behind, one teammate heard a stifled scream and when they turned around Dagger was there. He had a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head, in the arms of one of his old enemy teammates. He looked terrified.]
(insert as current teammate of Dagger.)
"Mkay.. And I can do a second session, but that's your choice."
[Dagger shrugs and sniffles slightly before looking around the room anxiously, eyes landing on the door after a moment.]
Remy just waits in the silence, nudging the fidget box again in a silent offer, but also letting him think about it.
[Dagger looks back after a moment and grabs a different squishy, one of the more plush ones instead of a gel stress ball]
“what did you ask again-?”
"If a second appointment would work." He replies and fiddles with one of the squishies himself, squeezing it in onw hand while he takes some notes and types.
”when…?”
[Dagger tilts his head, zoning out slightly while staring at the squishy.]
"Just any time in general. Would you like two appointments in a week?" Remy repeats his question, holding his head up and checking the time.
”yeah…yeah that’s…that’s fine..”
[Dagger nods just barely, still zoning out now]
Remy raises his eyebrows. "Look at me, Dagger."
“Mm…”
[Dagger hums as if he’s acknowledging something but he still just doesn’t look up at Remy, staring off into space.]
"Dagger." He snaps his fingers in the man's face.
[Still absolutely zero response besides a small, half blink.]
“mm.”
"Psst." Remy tries again, moving to clap his hands in his face, and when that doesn't work, he claps in his ear.
[Dagger startles and gasps, yelping and flinching away from Remy. He damn near falls out of his seat.]
"Dude." He holds him upright, rubbing up and down his arms. "You zoned out. Kept humming at my statements. Just little 'mm's when I called your name. Or- callsign." He slowly lets go and takes his picking hands, rubbing them gently. "Deep breath. Are you tired?"
”I’m sorry—“
[Dagger tries to stop it but instead starts to slowly cry and nods at Remys question.]
"Hey- Hey, shhh.." He gets off his chair and kneels down, picking the man up and grunting. He walks back and forth slowly, rubbing Dagger's back gently while he calms the man down. "I know, it's alright... Shh, don't talk, just let it out."
[Dagger sobs for a little big before very slowly starting to fall asleep, poor thing was exhausted from everything.]
Remy just cradles Dagger like a child while he walks back and forth, Lynx walking inside at the perfect time.
Captured. Open rp.
[This mission had been a rough one, bad intel, extra enemies that easily outnumbered the team. Dagger had been staying behind the lines of fire since no one luckily was injured…]
[Maybe he’d stayed too far behind, one teammate heard a stifled scream and when they turned around Dagger was there. He had a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head, in the arms of one of his old enemy teammates. He looked terrified.]
(insert as current teammate of Dagger.)
"Mkay.. And I can do a second session, but that's your choice."
[Dagger shrugs and sniffles slightly before looking around the room anxiously, eyes landing on the door after a moment.]
Remy just waits in the silence, nudging the fidget box again in a silent offer, but also letting him think about it.
[Dagger looks back after a moment and grabs a different squishy, one of the more plush ones instead of a gel stress ball]
“what did you ask again-?”
"If a second appointment would work." He replies and fiddles with one of the squishies himself, squeezing it in onw hand while he takes some notes and types.
”when…?”
[Dagger tilts his head, zoning out slightly while staring at the squishy.]
"Just any time in general. Would you like two appointments in a week?" Remy repeats his question, holding his head up and checking the time.
”yeah…yeah that’s…that’s fine..”
[Dagger nods just barely, still zoning out now]
Remy raises his eyebrows. "Look at me, Dagger."
“Mm…”
[Dagger hums as if he’s acknowledging something but he still just doesn’t look up at Remy, staring off into space.]
"Dagger." He snaps his fingers in the man's face.
[Still absolutely zero response besides a small, half blink.]
“mm.”
"Psst." Remy tries again, moving to clap his hands in his face, and when that doesn't work, he claps in his ear.
[Dagger startles and gasps, yelping and flinching away from Remy. He damn near falls out of his seat.]
"Dude." He holds him upright, rubbing up and down his arms. "You zoned out. Kept humming at my statements. Just little 'mm's when I called your name. Or- callsign." He slowly lets go and takes his picking hands, rubbing them gently. "Deep breath. Are you tired?"
”I’m sorry—“
[Dagger tries to stop it but instead starts to slowly cry and nods at Remys question.]
"Hey- Hey, shhh.." He gets off his chair and kneels down, picking the man up and grunting. He walks back and forth slowly, rubbing Dagger's back gently while he calms the man down. "I know, it's alright... Shh, don't talk, just let it out."
Captured. Open rp.
[This mission had been a rough one, bad intel, extra enemies that easily outnumbered the team. Dagger had been staying behind the lines of fire since no one luckily was injured…]
[Maybe he’d stayed too far behind, one teammate heard a stifled scream and when they turned around Dagger was there. He had a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head, in the arms of one of his old enemy teammates. He looked terrified.]
(insert as current teammate of Dagger.)
"Mkay.. And I can do a second session, but that's your choice."
[Dagger shrugs and sniffles slightly before looking around the room anxiously, eyes landing on the door after a moment.]
Remy just waits in the silence, nudging the fidget box again in a silent offer, but also letting him think about it.
[Dagger looks back after a moment and grabs a different squishy, one of the more plush ones instead of a gel stress ball]
“what did you ask again-?”
"If a second appointment would work." He replies and fiddles with one of the squishies himself, squeezing it in onw hand while he takes some notes and types.
”when…?”
[Dagger tilts his head, zoning out slightly while staring at the squishy.]
"Just any time in general. Would you like two appointments in a week?" Remy repeats his question, holding his head up and checking the time.
”yeah…yeah that’s…that’s fine..”
[Dagger nods just barely, still zoning out now]
Remy raises his eyebrows. "Look at me, Dagger."
“Mm…”
[Dagger hums as if he’s acknowledging something but he still just doesn’t look up at Remy, staring off into space.]
"Dagger." He snaps his fingers in the man's face.
[Still absolutely zero response besides a small, half blink.]
“mm.”
"Psst." Remy tries again, moving to clap his hands in his face, and when that doesn't work, he claps in his ear.
[Dagger startles and gasps, yelping and flinching away from Remy. He damn near falls out of his seat.]
"Dude." He holds him upright, rubbing up and down his arms. "You zoned out. Kept humming at my statements. Just little 'mm's when I called your name. Or- callsign." He slowly lets go and takes his picking hands, rubbing them gently. "Deep breath. Are you tired?"
Captured. Open rp.
[This mission had been a rough one, bad intel, extra enemies that easily outnumbered the team. Dagger had been staying behind the lines of fire since no one luckily was injured…]
[Maybe he’d stayed too far behind, one teammate heard a stifled scream and when they turned around Dagger was there. He had a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head, in the arms of one of his old enemy teammates. He looked terrified.]
(insert as current teammate of Dagger.)
"Mkay.. And I can do a second session, but that's your choice."
[Dagger shrugs and sniffles slightly before looking around the room anxiously, eyes landing on the door after a moment.]
Remy just waits in the silence, nudging the fidget box again in a silent offer, but also letting him think about it.
[Dagger looks back after a moment and grabs a different squishy, one of the more plush ones instead of a gel stress ball]
“what did you ask again-?”
"If a second appointment would work." He replies and fiddles with one of the squishies himself, squeezing it in onw hand while he takes some notes and types.
”when…?”
[Dagger tilts his head, zoning out slightly while staring at the squishy.]
"Just any time in general. Would you like two appointments in a week?" Remy repeats his question, holding his head up and checking the time.
”yeah…yeah that’s…that’s fine..”
[Dagger nods just barely, still zoning out now]
Remy raises his eyebrows. "Look at me, Dagger."
“Mm…”
[Dagger hums as if he’s acknowledging something but he still just doesn’t look up at Remy, staring off into space.]
"Dagger." He snaps his fingers in the man's face.
[Still absolutely zero response besides a small, half blink.]
“mm.”
"Psst." Remy tries again, moving to clap his hands in his face, and when that doesn't work, he claps in his ear.
Captured. Open rp.
[This mission had been a rough one, bad intel, extra enemies that easily outnumbered the team. Dagger had been staying behind the lines of fire since no one luckily was injured…]
[Maybe he’d stayed too far behind, one teammate heard a stifled scream and when they turned around Dagger was there. He had a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head, in the arms of one of his old enemy teammates. He looked terrified.]
(insert as current teammate of Dagger.)
"Mkay.. And I can do a second session, but that's your choice."
[Dagger shrugs and sniffles slightly before looking around the room anxiously, eyes landing on the door after a moment.]
Remy just waits in the silence, nudging the fidget box again in a silent offer, but also letting him think about it.
[Dagger looks back after a moment and grabs a different squishy, one of the more plush ones instead of a gel stress ball]
“what did you ask again-?”
"If a second appointment would work." He replies and fiddles with one of the squishies himself, squeezing it in onw hand while he takes some notes and types.
”when…?”
[Dagger tilts his head, zoning out slightly while staring at the squishy.]
"Just any time in general. Would you like two appointments in a week?" Remy repeats his question, holding his head up and checking the time.
”yeah…yeah that’s…that’s fine..”
[Dagger nods just barely, still zoning out now]
Remy raises his eyebrows. "Look at me, Dagger."
“Mm…”
[Dagger hums as if he’s acknowledging something but he still just doesn’t look up at Remy, staring off into space.]
"Dagger." He snaps his fingers in the man's face.
Captured. Open rp.
[This mission had been a rough one, bad intel, extra enemies that easily outnumbered the team. Dagger had been staying behind the lines of fire since no one luckily was injured…]
[Maybe he’d stayed too far behind, one teammate heard a stifled scream and when they turned around Dagger was there. He had a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head, in the arms of one of his old enemy teammates. He looked terrified.]
(insert as current teammate of Dagger.)
"Mkay.. And I can do a second session, but that's your choice."
[Dagger shrugs and sniffles slightly before looking around the room anxiously, eyes landing on the door after a moment.]
Remy just waits in the silence, nudging the fidget box again in a silent offer, but also letting him think about it.
[Dagger looks back after a moment and grabs a different squishy, one of the more plush ones instead of a gel stress ball]
“what did you ask again-?”
"If a second appointment would work." He replies and fiddles with one of the squishies himself, squeezing it in onw hand while he takes some notes and types.
”when…?”
[Dagger tilts his head, zoning out slightly while staring at the squishy.]
"Just any time in general. Would you like two appointments in a week?" Remy repeats his question, holding his head up and checking the time.
”yeah…yeah that’s…that’s fine..”
[Dagger nods just barely, still zoning out now]
Remy raises his eyebrows. "Look at me, Dagger."
Captured. Open rp.
[This mission had been a rough one, bad intel, extra enemies that easily outnumbered the team. Dagger had been staying behind the lines of fire since no one luckily was injured…]
[Maybe he’d stayed too far behind, one teammate heard a stifled scream and when they turned around Dagger was there. He had a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head, in the arms of one of his old enemy teammates. He looked terrified.]
(insert as current teammate of Dagger.)
"Mkay.. And I can do a second session, but that's your choice."
[Dagger shrugs and sniffles slightly before looking around the room anxiously, eyes landing on the door after a moment.]
Remy just waits in the silence, nudging the fidget box again in a silent offer, but also letting him think about it.
[Dagger looks back after a moment and grabs a different squishy, one of the more plush ones instead of a gel stress ball]
“what did you ask again-?”
"If a second appointment would work." He replies and fiddles with one of the squishies himself, squeezing it in onw hand while he takes some notes and types.
”when…?”
[Dagger tilts his head, zoning out slightly while staring at the squishy.]
"Just any time in general. Would you like two appointments in a week?" Remy repeats his question, holding his head up and checking the time.
