Penelope

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Table For Two Please||Penelope&Jackson

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Coming to the hospital right on a Friday night was never even part of his schedule that day. It was his day off, one of those given to him simply because the PD didn’t need him around ( not when he already served and given far too much of his time for that week; way beyond how his normal shifts should last per week ) and while he usually don’t leave his house every time he had a day off, that night, he felt like he needed a change; needed to do something, to paysomeone a visit — and so, he did.

Ever since his paths collided with Penelope due to an unfortunate circumstance while in an operation with the PD, Jackson have had his eyes on the nurse who made sure he’d recover from his injuries in his 15 day stay in the hospital. Perhaps he had grown attached to her and her likable personality that even after he was discharged, Jackson felt the need to pay her a visit from time to time; to ask her how she is and make sure she’s okay. He wanted to be a friend to her but somehow, along the way, he felt as if his admiration for her have escalated so quickly, he barely had the time to realize just how much he wanted to get to know her better. Months passed and he recovered from his injuries but his will to keep his connection with the nurse intact never waned — not once, and he still continued to pay her visits at the hospital from time to time.

That night, however, his visit was rather spontaneous; unplanned, which left him suddenly uncertain of her reaction of seeing him there after such a long time of not seeing each other. Work has been hectic for him and if he wasn’t in such a rush when he swings by the hospital to escort an injured suspect in custody, he didn’t have the time to be at the hospital at all. Rarely did Jackson doubt his decisions though. Be it a small one that doesn’t include another person or a relatively bigger one that includes another person’s agreement to his idea, his confidence about a certain thing rarely falters. He was always so confident, never hesitant about pretty much anything — until he suddenly wasn’t.

Standing by the nurse’s station, partly unsure if she would even agree to his offer and partly sure that she would, the male waited for the woman to appear anytime soon as he looked at his wrist watch to check on the time yet again. Just about time for her shift to end, he thought as his left foot lightly tapped the floor. Waiting…patiently, until he looked up and met eyes with the person he was just waiting for. “Hey,” he greets, a small but genuine smile on his face before letting out a soft chuckle at the concern coating her words and her tone. “Oh, no..no, everything’s fine, Penelope,” was all he could say as the warmth of her hand was felt on his forehead. “I’m not here for a medical emergency,” he states, “but I am here for you, though. Hopefully, my memory still serves me right about the time your shift ends?”

Relieve flooded her eyes when Jackson confirmed that he was alright. ‘’That’s good to hear.’’ She said smiling as she placed her hands behind her back. Her entire posture was more relaxed now that she was sure that he was alright. She couldn’t quite tell why she expected the worst but she was glad that she wrong. Over the last few months, she liked to think that they grew close. Even if they haven’t seen each other in a while.

When he asked her if she was free she smiled as she moved her hips to make her dress shake. As if she wanted him to notice her outfit. Her eyes shifted to the ground as she stifled a giggle. ‘’Well seeing as this isn’t my new uniform, I would have to say you’re correct,’’ Penelope said once she was confident that her voice wouldn’t betray her amusement.

‘‘But since you’re here for me... Well, I’m here.’‘ She said happily. Penelope was happy to see him and if it wasn’t for the fact that they haven’t seen each other in a while she might’ve hugged him. But right now, just him being here, with her, was enough. She had so many questions she wanted to ask him and so many things that she wanted to tell him.

‘‘Is there anything you wanted to do?’‘ Penelope hoped she didn’t sound too eager but she couldn’t help herself. He was one of her handful of friends in this town, and on top of that one, she hasn’t seen for some time. So perhaps she sounded eager to be with him. She hoped that he wouldn’t mind.

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     🥀  ––  ❝ that makes sense. besides. it wasn’t anything serious this time ‘round.                           you should see the other guy !! ❞ cecilia threw a playful punch, her fists up in a non threatening manner before settling them down and offering the female an innocent smile of sorts. she liked this woman a lot and it filled her with happiness at finding a new friend. cecilia could already imagine the fun they would have together. it would be a nice welcomed change to have someone that wasn’t so,  so mean and crazy like all the others in sissy’s life. those were the people who had been roughed up more than a bit. of course cecilia never claimed to know anyones past life.

             ❝ we should go see a movie !! no one ever takes me anywhere                                                                              and i’d like to have fun… ❞

Penelope shakes her head disapprovingly with a fond smile. ‘’Who knows, maybe I’ve seen the other guy. I am a nurse after all.’’ She joked. But perhaps she has seen the other guy. It was her job after all. But even if she did the chance that she would remember him was very small, seeing how many patients she saw everyday.

‘’’Well if you’re willing to wait, I’m free tonight. My shift is almost over, so it won’t be long.’’ This was the city that never sleeps after all. There had to be at least one cinema that was open at this hour.

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      🥀  ––  cecilia clapped her hands in excitement. she loved the aspect of having a new friend and she was positive they’d get along greatly. the petite brunette could also tell that the female held an innocence about her. she seemed so pure, and considering they were currently in the city of sin, that meant a huge deal. the want to protect penelope was enormous, and cecilia made it her mission to take on the task. she would hate to see the girl be tarnished by the evil within las vegas. and who better for the job than the crazy girl !! 

              ❝ you know, i’m going to take you under my wing                    and protect you from the evil wrong doers of this wretched place. ❞             cecilia’s smile turned into a frown at the mention of the promise, but before the female nurse could notice she replaced it with a small smile. the promise wasn’t one she could really commit to due to her job as a hitman. instead of offering a simple yes, she chose to take the easy way out, trying to make it seem like a positive answer still             ❝ how about i promise that i’ll try my absolute best in not getting hurt.                  i’m fairly clumsy and things happen that sometimes i can’t really prevent. ❞

   Penelope let out an amused chuckle when the brunette said that she would protect her from the evil of this place. It sounded amusing but not insincere. Which only made her smile widen. it was nice to see that people still cared about others, even if her job proved that wasn’t always the case. And sometimes it proved that people could go overboard with it. She hoped that Cecilia wouldn’t hurt herself while trying to protect her.

‘’As long as you won’t put yourself in harms way for me. Your wings won’t do me any good if they can’t fly, do they?’’ She smiled. While it was her job to patch people up that didn’t mean she liked seeing people get hurt.

While the answer was vague it sounded positive at the very least. She herself was very strict about never breaking promises. So if Cecilia felt that she couldn’t it was only the right thing that she didn’t promise it. But she hinted that she would at least try. And in the end wasn’t that what mattered most?

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Since everyone else is apologizing, I figure I should do the same. I haven't been active because I'm making a silly companion mod for Fallout. Currently writing the dialogue, and let me tell you I hate the limit of characters per response. But that's what I've been doing instead of doing my replies, I'm sorry!

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Table For Two Please||Penelope&Jackson

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It was quiet. Almost too quiet. If it wasn’t for the fact that she was exhausted she would question the lack of people walking into the hospital. She did feel a little concerned when the nurse manager told her she could leave early. But even that brought more happiness than actual concern. Mostly because this way she could take a shower and leave the hospital fresh instead of tired. And because nobody else was done yet she had the whole changing room to herself.

The walls echoed her singing as she took a cold shower. Luckily she had some shampoo and soap in her locker. After she was done she took her time drying herself and brushing her hair. The heat of the city quickly made light and airy clothes her best friend. So she pulled on her simple white dress. And while it was a little bit too short for her taste, as it stopped around her knees, she still liked the dress. Because her apartment was pretty far away her shoes were nothing fancy. Just some light and comfy sneakers.

After she was dressed and refreshed she left the changing room. Just in time as her actual shift just ended. She said goodbye to her co-workers and with a smile she walked to the front. She talked to the bored receptionist for a bit who suddenly smiled as she ended the conversation. When she followed her gaze she met the eyes of someone she hadn’t seen in a while. A big smile broke out on her face. Until she realized where they were and she got concerned. She quickly walked over to him to inspect him to see if everything was alright with him.

‘‘Is everything alright?’‘ Penelope asked concerned even though it was obvious that there was nothing wrong with him. But that only worried her more. She gently placed her hand on his forehead to check his temperature only to find out that everything was alright. Penelope smiled in relieve but she wasn’t completely calmed down. At the moment only his words of confirmation could calm her down.

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rcttenbones:

🥀  ––  she offered her a bashful smile once the female returned the compliment. she was sure it was because she hadn’t known what else to say but cecilia accepted any given compliment. even though she had registered pain, cecilia remained unmoved. in a weird, freakish way, she liked the feeling it brought, pain made her feel more normal. she welcomed it with open arms. anyone would have definitely looked at her as if she was insane, which in her defense she was. however cecilia told herself that she didn’t care. sometimes she did though, it crept up on her when she would least expect it. it was mostly due to the fear of not being accepted by anyone. she didn’t fear many things but being alone was one she kept to herself. unless of course she trusted you enough. but these days she didn’t really have someone to get her. there was only those who tolerated her and probably only claimed to understand her because they weren’t too sure how to accept her. 

             shaking herself out of these thoughts, she realized that the female nurse was finished. wiggling her fingers, making sure everything was tight enough, not that she had any experience in dressing wounds. she had very little, only knowing the bare minimum to go by. her gaze landed on the outstretched candy, eyes twinkling in aww while her mouth watered. accepting the offered sucker, she quickly popped it in her mouth, giving penelope a hug smile. 

              ❝ pretty and nice !! i like you a lot. ya know, i feel like we’d make the best of friends. i think you’re my new favorite person !! gasp !! we should be best friends,                                                                     i’ve always wanted one of those !! ❞

The girl’s enthusiasm was refreshing and she found herself smiling back. ‘’Me too.’’ She answered without thinking. While she wasn’t friendless growing up she never really had a best friend. Just people she talked to during lunch time. And even that wasn’t always a guarantee. Since she moved to New Vegas she things haven’t changed much. Most of the time she was working and the other time she was still decorating her apartment. With the exception of one new friend she made. She kind of missed him as she hasn’t seen him in a while. She hoped she would get to see him soon. But seeing as he was a police officers, and a professor, he was just as busy as she was.

‘’And I suppose as your new favorite person it’s only obvious that I should be your new best friend.’’ Penelope said happily. ‘’And I guess I could be if you promise me something.’’ She paused a second to look at the girl in front of her. ‘’And that is to promise me that you at least try to not get hurt.’’ That sounded reasonable, right?

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Broken Wing||Penelope&Open

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lima-alex:

“How rude of me, I’m Alex.” He firmly grasped her hand, feigning a smile. A lot was on his mind beyond the situation at hand, but it was uncommon for him not to be a gentleman. Securing his seatbelt, Alex pressed to start his Porsche and peeled off from the parking spot. “Penelope, do you think he will be okay?” He broke the silence, pretending to care for the bird. Alex noticed her work uniform and assumed she had expertise in the field. He paused briefly at a stop sign before making a few turns. Google alerted him that the destination was only a few feet away. “Is this something you do often?” Alex tilted his head in the direction of the bird.

He periodically checked his rear view mirror, ensuring no one was following him, not just for his safety but for his precious cargo in the passenger seat. The duo stopped in front of a yellow building, a few minutes from the strip. It was brightly lit with the letters “Animal Hospital” in all white. “Here, i’ll help.” Alex quickly moved from the drivers seat and to the passenger side of the car. Grasping the handle, he held the door open for Penelope. He was unsure if it was appropriate to follow her inside. Quite frankly he didn’t care if the bird survived or not. What he’d seen after eight years in Vegas was nothing compared to a wounded bird. However, a sliver of compassion still remained. Plus, he couldn’t leave her alone so far from town.

‘‘I’m sure he will be okay.’‘ Penelope said as she pet the bird in her lap,while making sure not to hurt his wounded wing. Both to warm him up and to give him some comfort. And luckily he seemed to get her message as he started to lean towards her touch. When he asked her if she did this a lot she had to think for a second. What was a lot? And what was the average? She didn’t know but she hoped her answer didn’t show it. ‘’Whenever I see a wounded animal I try to help.’’ Was her vague reply. But at least it was the truth. She was this way since she was a child and it was something that her parents nurtured into something great. They soon learned to always safe money since some poor animal in need might need surgery or medication. And now that she lived on her own it was still something that she did.

Luckily for her and the bird in her lap they arrived at the animal hospital pretty quick. It wasn’t what she expected but it felt welcoming nonetheless. She wondered what his choosing progress was before she realized that it probably didn’t matter. With a smile she left her seat when he opened the door for her. ‘’Thank you.’’ She said politely as she stood up. Still very careful she made sure that the bird was both secure and comfortable in her hands.

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🥀  ––  she hummed in agreement before hopping up on the counter. she unwrapped the cloth that she had wrapped around her knuckles. hopping the lady wouldn’t mind cleaning those. the last thing she wanted was an ugly infection due to an idiot she had beaten up earlier that night. he had gotten a few hits in, but cecilia would say she remained victorious through the whole thing. he was by far the worst one off. waiting for the nurse to start, she quickly scanned her face, seeing if she had seen her before. coming up empty handed, she offered another sweet smile in hopes of befriending the woman. she seemed pleasant enough and she was absolutly pretty too. cecilia wasn’t into girls, that just wasn’t her thing but she wasn’t against calling girls pretty or those who actually liked girls. 

                                                                                 ❝ you’re so pretty !! ❞

Penelope pulled on a fresh pair of gloves before she picked up a bottle of saline to clean the wounds. ‘‘This may sting a little. So tell me if it hurts too much.’‘ She gently started to clean the woman’s knuckles with the saline and a pad. When she deemed it clean enough she placed a sterile plaster on it. The ones that were specifically made for knuckles. The ones that she wished she had when she was just the girl in her neighbourhood that helped everyone who asked her. Back than she just cut normal plasters so they would fit on those wounds. In fact she didn’t know about these plasters well into her academic career. The first time she used them felt like magic.

When the girl smiled at her she offered a motherly smile in return. Whether that was because she was taking care of her wasn’t up to debate. But she still did. The smile turned a little shyer when she called her pretty. ‘’Thank you. You’re very pretty yourself.’’ The last time someone called her pretty it was a girl who was staying on the children’s floor. It was sweet and the way Cecilia said it reminded her of that girl.

As expected the wounds were easy to clean and she was done in no time. With a smile she told Cecilia that everything was done and that she was free to go. But for whatever reason Penelope handed her a red lollipop that was in her white coat. That was probably left from when she had to go to the children’s floor for an hour. This hospital might be a little understaffed after all. But she found that even adults could use some candy every once in a while. Especially so they would stop complaining. So she kept them in her coat.

‘’Because you were so nice.’’ Penelope said with a sheepish smile to explain why she handed her a piece of candy.

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🥀  ––  she gave the woman a huge smile before following her lead. she was happy to finally be out of the smelly room and into one that wasn’t so bad. yeah it smelt of heavy chemical cleaning products but it was a far better smell than the other. she whistled throughout their short journey, a light hearted tune echoing through the semi busy halls. cecilia’s eyes darted around every corner, curiosity building up quickly and before she realized it they had stopped outside of a door. she waited patiently for the nurses go-ahead.

         ❝ doesn’t seem like you guys have a lot of staff tonight… ❞

‘‘There isn’t a lot of staff here because a lot of them are upstairs.’‘ Where the surgeries happened. Where the patients went with wounds that needed more time and attention than just a quick stitch or two. Where people cried for their lost loved ones. Where there were people who needed 24/7 attention. Where people died before they had the change to live. All in all, it was a sad place. And while ER wasn’t Disneyland either the chance of death was relatively smaller than upstairs. Another reason why she didn’t mind the business of it all.

‘‘But we’re here now, miss Thorne,’‘ Penelope said as she opened the door for the other woman.

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🥀  ––  cecilia had acquired a few scrapes and bumps from her last mission, along with a busted lip. she was sure one of them needed stitches and she was perfectly fine doing it herself but someone had told her otherwise. resulting in her current situation. she had been in the stupid ER for nearly an hour already and the wretched smell the room had, had her ready to say fuck it and leave. getting these wounds looked at was definitely not worth the agony the gross aroma the waiting room had lingering. the thought of it sticking to her clothes horrified her. quickly she got up, ready to bolt out of there but right as she was rounding the corner to the exit, her name was called on the intercom.

          ❝ fuckin’ finally !! ❞

Working ER was exhausting but also very rewarding. She could help so many people in such a small time frame. While she normally didn’t work at ER they needed the extra staff since it’s been exceptionally busy these past days. Penelope hoped that it would soon be over since. Not just for the people but for her own health as well. With a welcome smile she walked out of the room to get her next patient. Who was obviously the woman who was yelling when she heard her name through the intercom. 

With the same welcome smile she looked at the bruised woman. ‘‘Miss Thorne, if you could please follow me.’‘ Penelope asked politely. She wasn’t in any hurry as it looked like the woman only had some minor injuries. Nothing that couldn’t be fixed within fifteen minutes. Perhaps less but Penelope liked to be careful.

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Broken Wing||Penelope&Open

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lima-alex:

Guilt slightly crept onto Alex’s face. He wasn’t sure what was wrong. Maybe his quips were boring or the girl just wasn’t getting it. He took a few quick glances at her as he scrolled through the results. He debated asking her if everything was okay. Not with the bird for obvious reasons but with her. “Listen, I’ve found one. It’s not too far but it would be quite a walk. I could give you a lift.” Alex attempted to hide the disgust in his voice. It had nothing to do with Penelope, but with the fact he still heard nothing back from his crew. 

Searching his pockets for keys, Alex strolled over to the passenger side. “I just got the seats polished so be careful.” He nodded towards the car, holding open the door for Penelope then moving towards the driver side. 

When he offered her a ride to the animal hospital she smiled at him gratefully. ‘‘That would be nice, thank you.’‘ She was about to call him sir again but she managed to stop herself. Talking to someone when you don’t know their name and weren’t allowed to call them sir/ma’am proved to be a little difficult for Penelope. Especially since she was used to calling people either sir or ma’am. But perhaps that was because she was working and people expected it. She wondered what the man expected strangers to call him as she learned from her parents to always call strangers either sir or ma’am. It was something that sticked with her well into adulthood.

‘‘Thank you.’’ She said politely. ‘‘Don’t worry I’ll be careful.’‘ And staying true to her word she was careful as she sat down in his car. ‘‘Oh excuse me for my manners. My name is Penelope Fitzgerald, it’s nice to meet you.’‘ She stretched out her free hand for a handshake while making sure the bird was warm and safe on her lap with her other.

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Hey everybody! I could definitely use more threads. So if you’re interested in one like this and I’ll send you a message. It might take some time because of my nerves... But the message will come eventually!

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Broken Wing||Penelope&Open

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lima-alex:

Alex cringed at the sound of sir. It gave him flashbacks to his endeavors in Texas. He wasn’t knocking the southern hospitality gesture, but it wasn’t something he was accustomed to. “Listen, stop calling me ‘Sir’. It’s starting to give me Fifty shades vibes… Unless you’re into that sort of thing.” A wolfish grin adorned his lips. He sized the blonde standing in front of him.  Surely, she wasn’t into his banter at the moment but that didn’t stop him from spewing nonsense.

Alex glanced back at his phone. And still no one was returning his call. He returned his gaze back to the blonde and sighed. “I can look up a nearby hospital.” He typed away at his screen, following up on his word. “Surely, y’know what a girl scout is? Do good, save the world, especially the bee’s. That type of lifestyle.” Results for the hospital appeared almost instantly.

‘‘My apologies I won’t do it again.’‘ Penelope said with a short nod. ‘‘But I have to apologize again as I’m not sure what you mean with that.’‘ She added confused. Fifty shades of what? She knew she wasn’t old, and the man in front of her was probably older. But was this something the kids of today said, or something she would learn once she was older? Either way she didn’t get, but she wasn’t sure if that was a bad thing or not.

When he offered to look it up on his phone she smiled at him. ‘‘That would be nice. Thank you,s’‘ She was about to call him sir again, but she bit her tongue on time. The man started to explain girl scouts to her and she nodded. Penelope knew what they were. She just failed to see what they had to do with this situation. ‘‘Yes, I do.’‘ She answered. ‘‘Well, the bee population is declining.’’ Penelope said softly as he mentioned bees.

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Broken Wing||Penelope&Open

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lima-alex:

 Alex violently slammed the door of a bar. He prodded himself through the bustling sidewalk of tourists. Disdain painted his face as he carelessly knocked papers out of a bystander’s hand with his shoulder. Alex proceeded without a glance back or apology. He was focused on finding his car parked near an ally on the strip. He’d been waiting for a return call all afternoon. But to no avail did it arrive. 

“You’ve got to be kidding me..” Alex sneered his lips. Despite his endless efforts, no one in Perdidos was returning his calls. It was immediate business that needed to be handled before sun down. He paced the side of his vehicle, lost in thought until a soft voice broke his concentration. “A what?” Distaste dripped from his statement. Alex only heard the hospital part of her question. He usually avoided those types of places. Anywhere that would pry for paperwork. Before turning back to his phone, he noticed the small injured animal in her hands. “What girl scout efforts are you after?” Alex snickered as he reached into his back pocket to retrieve a cigarette.

‘‘An Animal hospital, sir.’‘ She repeated just as polite as before but now with a little more volume. As a nurse having patience with people was the key to everything. It helped a lot that she always was a patient person to begin with. But it seemed as if hospitals needed it most. Whether it be stubborn people who think they can walk on their own when they definitely can’t. Impatient people who are waiting in the waiting room. Or the people without hearing aids who definitely should have one. All in all patience was the key to success and luckily Penelope was blessed with more than enough patience to last.

At the mentions of girl scouts her face turned into her patented pouty frown. ‘‘I beg your pardon, sir. But I’m not sure what you mean with that.’‘ Maybe it was the long day of work or the heat of the city, but it started to look like her sarcasm meter was completely busted at the moment.

The bird in her hands seemed a little nervous. So in order to calm him down she softly patted the bird’s head. If it wasn’t for the fact that she didn’t want to euthanize pets the chance was big that she would’ve become veterinary nurse instead. The bird in her hand, who she assumed to be male because of it’s feathers and beak, calmed down in her hands. And a fond smile found it’s way on her lips.