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indie rp blog for gaby of TMFU selective sideblog est. 08/16/15 re-made 04/24/17 please read the rules.

[mechanikerin]

for what i swear to god, the maker, andraste, and everyone else is the last time, i’m going to be moving gaby to multi for anyone still remotely interested. i super apologise; life is hard

@musecollector will be her new home

[mechanikerin]

ind. gaby teller of the man from UNCLE. side-blog. semi-selective.       

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[mechanikerin]

@russianforged from [ x ]

“ No. ”    His voice is quiet, firm, sure, with no hint of the fear that is coiling in his stomach.  Not fear for himself, Illya has been beaten every which way countless times he knows he can handle it and handle it he will.  What he could never stand, what he knows would break him in seconds, if she was hurt.  The very idea was not only making him sick but was bringing on the beginnings of a violent episode in his current state of stomach churning concern.

“ Gaby– ”     And he shifts closer wishing he could reach out for her, but he can’t, not with his hands chained behind his back.   “ -Look at me, trust me, you are going to be absolutely fine.  You have my word. ”

She does her best to temper the growing terror in her chest, her gaze that had previously been locked on the damp wall in front of the pair sliding over to the large Russian male as he calls for her attention. As Illya’s words register within her mind, Gaby’s features crease into a frown,

“We, Illya. We will be fine,” she says, as the previous apprehension melts away to be replaced with dissatisfaction. She would not be fine if Illya did not make it out of this place with her, if he was not fine also. “There must be a way for us to get out of here before they come back. Something we haven’t thought of.” Wiggling her wrists in the chains, Gaby shifts and wishes she had some sort of pin to wiggle in the lock behind her.

[mechanikerin]

agent-lancelot:

“It’s an easy mistake to make.” He supposed he could understand why she’d assumed as much, and she was frankly too attractive for him to hold it against her anyway. The compliment to his suit didn’t hurt, either. “I do know Waverly, but I’m not here on his behalf. Actually, I’m a Kingsman agent and I could use your help on a case. I’m not sure if you’ve heard of the Kingsmen…?”

She had heard of the organisation, but that was all she knew; their name and the fact they were based in London. Leaning forward in her seat, Gaby propped her chin in the palm of her hand, looking the man over with more scrutiny than she had previously. “We should likely take this conversation somewhere more private,” the petite woman suggested, though did not move. “What sort of help are you looking to find in me, Mister...?”

[memeasaurus-promptus]

Sparring/Training Sentence Starters

[killedbyvoldemort]

memeasaurus-promptus:

Requested by Anonymous

“Come on, then! Hit me!”

“Your stance is all wrong.”

“Am I doing this right?”

“I feel like I’ve been chewed up, spat out, and run over repeatedly.”

“Get down and give me 20!”

“How many miles/kilometers are we running?!”

“Hey! Watch where you’re swinging that!” 

“Nice punch! Now do it again!” 

“You won’t hurt me, I promise.” 

“My grip feels off…” 

“Have you ever used a(n) __ before?” 

“I don’t want to hurt you…” 

“I think I’m going to feel that tomorrow.” 

“If you can lift me up, then you can lift these weights just fine.” 

“On a scale of one to ten, how much did that hurt?”

“Here, you put your feet like this…” 

“Relax. I’m trying to help.” 

“Can you teach me how to __?”

“God, we stink.” 

“Are you doing okay?” 

“Are you alright?” 

“If I do fifteen push-ups, can I be done for the day?” 

“Come on! Another round!” 

“You can win this time!”

“Work your angle a little more and you got it perfect!” 

“What are you doing up at this hour?” 

“Where did you get that bruise?” 

“Hey, no, stop. You’re going to break your fingers punching like that.”

[mechanikerin]

also, as a small PSA, my defunct main blog this one is a side-blog of mainblog-mechanikerin. so i will be following from there as im too lazy to move my side-blog again

[mechanikerin]

apologies for not being here! on top of having had finals last month and the holidays, i’ve moved main blogs, thus i keep forgetting to log on here -- however, i am here to do the couple of things i owe <3

[hisfinessearchive]

        — the coupling device that you so considerately left us on your decoy warhead is accurate to ten feet .  that warhead,  although not nuclear,  shouldn’t have any trouble obliterating a medium-sized fishing boat .  the aforementioned warhead launched … forty-five seconds ago — giving you about thirty seconds until impact .  it won’t trigger the nuclear warhead, as that requires fission .  so … if you do want to make good on your vow, i suggest you abandon ship immediately .  how’s that for entertainment?

[mechanikerin]

littlechopshopgirl –> mechanikerin

[canardroublard]

Napoleon: um excuse me??? could you maybe at least try not to run me over???

Gaby: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[mechanikerin]

alexanderwaverly:

“Did I say that to you when I hired you? I’m afraid that was a very terrible lie even for me.”

“Maybe so, but it is at least a better lie than I’m sure anyone else has received from you.”

[mechanikerin]

alexanderwaverly:

“…”

“I knew I hired you for a reason.”

Thank god...

“And here I thought you hired me because I didn’t have a criminal record, Mr. Waverly. How could I have been so blind.”

[mechanikerin]

alexanderwaverly:

“Are you implying I am not handsome enough to be your kin?”

“What? Of course not, I merely meant...” Shit, what did she mean?

“At least they didn’t think we were a couple?”

[mechanikerin]

complicatedacquisition:

“So… Who missed me?”

"Embrace me, Napoleon.” Gaby moved toward the dark-haired American, a grin on her face and grease on her clothes.

[alexanderwaverly]

@mechanikerin

“Did we get mistaken for father and daughter a few moments ago?”

[mechanikerin]

“...Maybe they think I received my good looks from my mother.”

[mechanikerin]

@ncttherussianway from [ x ]

“Why does this have to be my first time? I have done many things.”

It was indeed his first time.

Gaby raised an unimpressed eyebrow, the look of disbelief written clear across her face as she waved a hand toward the creeper and toolbox waiting by the ‘52 Chevy she’d been working on in their downtime.

“Then by all means, Herr Kuryakin, I would love to see someone else work on this beast.”

[mechanikerin]

littlechopshopgirl –> mechanikerin