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>> Literally here for nothing more than the bros
Washington cracked his neck, rolling shoulders that had been cramped inside cryo mere hours beforehand. It felt good to be in his armour once more, it felt real and solid. But there was something missing to this reunion with the land of the living. Something he could feel in the air and see on the faces of crew members he passed. /Maine./ Maine had been packed away a little after Wash, or so he'd been told. And if he were correct. he would find Maine on the training floor. (Only here for this.)
Over and over, armored fists pounded away at the block of steel set before Maine, the steady crashing of metal against metal drowning out every sound, every thought.
Until, that is, a familiar voice rang throughout the room, announcing a challenger.
“Agent Washington has joined the match,” The woman of code and binary chimed, mechanically unaware of how those words sent a sudden burst of rage shooting through nerves of thawed steel, if only for a moment —for the fraction of a second it took the possibility of someone else taking his brother’s codename to flash across the titan’s mind.
……No. No, they’d know better.
Agents were, apparently, very expensive. At least, that’s what was said whenever Maine had to be scolded for breaking a new recruit who’d gotten too cocky —which, in his mind, was a way of doing the ship a favor. Unfortunately, higher-ups tended to disagree; by that logic, replacing his brother with another Agent Washington would be….a poor financial decision.
Suffice to say, when the familiar clank of David’s stride met the behemoth’s ears, it had an instant affect of Maine’s entire disposition; His spine straightened, broad shoulders were brought back, and a smirk that only Wash could see had split Maine’s face, even before that golden dome turned to face his welcome opponent.
‘Brother’, he spoke through his posture. ‘You look stiff. They just wake you up?’, Again, silent words were exchanged. They were chuckled in Maine’s gait, and they were questioned via a subtle tilt of the helmet that would have conveyed nothing to anyone else. These exchanges were no longer usual, but god was it familiar.
By the time he’d advanced halfway across the training floor, everything about the weaponized heartbeat screamed, ‘I’m glad to see you, brother’. From the way his massive arms were crossed over his chest, to the spark of anticipation that burned aquamarine straight through the glass of his visor.
Hearing FILLIS announce him made his chest swell a bit, perhaps not with pride, but with purpose. Hearing his ‘name’ had always had that effect on the young agent, as if reminded him that he did indeed have a place here on the MOI. No matter what any of the other agents may have thought.
Agent Washington observed his sibling with a fondness, found only for Maine, curving his lips into a smile then in turn a smirk to match the one that was surely sported under that gold dome as well. His stride was a bit more stiff than normal, but he was working on it. Nothing a quick spar wouldn’t fix, and the cobwebs in his head would go the same route after a few minutes with the titan. ‘Yeah, about an hour ago-,’ replied the tension in David’s shoulders and arms as they were stretched out far above his head then, one after another, across his chest. ‘And you’ve been awake too long without me, I think.’
It felt so good to be speaking with Maine again, even if their words weren’t the vibrations of vocal cords but of steel boots on a steel floor, the creak of gloved hands and under armour and joints popping here and there. It felt good to be in the presence of someone he could read so readily and expect no less of in return.
>> That moment you come back from the dead on a rp account you don’t really care to be on atm, solely because your muse cant stand to see another in such a state
// when the bro see u wantin’ to box and he be wantin’ to engage in fisticuffs to make u feel better
// best bro
(( This 'Too Much Recursion' Java bullshit on tumblr is driving me nuts, and its the reason Im not around literally at all rn. Just so you guys know.
Once this shit gets dealt with I'll come back but I just akjsfhsdjg its so fucking annoying.
// the bros for the thing
Send a ship/bro-ship/friendship and I'll give you who:
Who is more affectionate?
(( That's kind of a difficult question to answer and I am going to say there is no real answer for it. They each have their own ways of showing their affection but there is no, 'Which is more' affectionate. But for a better answer I will splice it up into two of the most general groups:
Physically Affectionate: MaineVerbally Affectionate: Wash
Who angers the easiest?
(( I'm going to say Wash. Who's anger is more volitile? Maine's, but Maine has to get past his conditioned, 'You're fucking annoying' stage before he gets angry if its not some exact stimulant. Wash can get pissed over a fuckload because hes young and has soo much pent up teen angst emotion.
Who is the one too drunk to drive home?
(( PpppfffFFFFFFT, If they are initially together when they start drinking neither of them are going to be fit for walking home. They end up in some old lady's garden and nurse their hangovers drinking tea with her because she's pretty sweet.
If its one of them.... most likely its Wash who went out to drink. If it were Maine I would be seriously worried as would Wash. Wash is normally out like a light the minute Maine gets him in the car too.
Who’s the the one bandaging the other after a fight?
(( Wash. Finally a pretty straight forward answer! Maine can obviously patch Wash up if he's harmed but.... Maine's whole deal is protecting those he cares about. Wash is often times bandaging and applying biofoam to Maine more, because Maine has the unhealthy habit of catching bullets and strikes meant for Wash. ;;
Who is the one to pull the other to try new things? Like the weird restaurant down the street or skydiving.
(( Eh, neither really. They are infantry dogs, they dont feel the need to go out of their way to show off or do things in a 'new' or 'extraordinary' way. Plus, fuck skydiving. Maine gets shot down in a drop pod and Wash hates highs.
Who is the driving/riding shotgun?
(( I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS QUESTION
THIS FUCKING QUESTION OK
Wash cannot, C A N N O T, be passenger in a car. he has to be driving it, he has to be in control of it because cars fucking loathe his very existance. He has panic attacks in the passenger seat because he just knows they will crash because of him.
But with Maine??? NOPE. Total fucking trust.
Do you know how significant that shit is?????? Wash will sit chill as fuck in the car if Maine is driving because he knows Maine better than he fucking knows himself. So to answer the question, iT AMAZINGLY DOES NOT MATTER ONE BIT.
Who has the weirder taste in music?
(( Wash, the fucking nerd listening to ancient rock.
Who tears up during Titanic movies?
(( Wash hates most all movies and Maine doesn't care enough to cry.
But they both fucking cried at Marley & Me. You know they did.
Send a ship/bro-ship/friendship and I'll give you who:
based off this: [x]
Who is more affectionate?
Who angers the easiest?
Who is the one too drunk to drive home?
Who’s the the one bandaging the other after a fight?
Who is the one to pull the other to try new things? Like the weird restaurant down the street or skydiving.
Who is the driving/riding shotgun?
Who has the weirder taste in music?
Who tears up during Titanic movies?
(( That fucking ask
I cannot
no Wash would not...
Im just so fucking tickled
I always imagined Wash finally getting tired of people asking if he and Maine were gay for each other and would sarcastically answer by singing If We Were Gay by ninja sex party
(( OH MY GOD OHHHH MY GODD
OH MY GOD
nooooooo........ ))
(( More cardist Wash because god damn dude
themetamk2 replied to your post:(( And just like that I disappear before your...
// Snek is master of vanishing. Baer is master of never being here at all. We are shiNObi.
(( You bet ur fine ass we r
(( So anyone remember when I said you should never play Blackjack or gamble against Wash?
You should see him just messing around with cards absentmindedly.
If you think his slight of hand with knives is impressive, this should be down right amazing.
(( And just like that
I disappear before your very eyes again.
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