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she sits in the captain’s chair, against the rules of course, fiddling with a couple of wires that she had found lying around. nellie had absolutely NO IDEA what they were for or from but they certainly helped distract her from her own thoughts. twist, twist, twist. undo, undo, undo. it was repeated and soon she found herself completely zoned out, deaf to the world around her.

of course that was until there was the loud KLANG of boots striking the metal of the floor, causing the girl to jump upright in her seat. she spins around in the chair and immediately offers a glare in lenoard’s direction. “could you be more loud?” nellie grumbles in a rather spitfire tone, rather unlike her.

@atmrobber

#atmrobber #( there are so many universe out there | v: tbd. )

lol look who’s back??

#( she's a severe fucking nerd | ooc. )

altruisticlies:

progress, or so she hoped, as the girl held her hand and even seemed engaged in the conversation. “not a meta, but something like it.” aliens… was she ready for that revelation? maybe another day. “let’s get out of here, back to head quarters, okay? you won’t have to deal with the other agents or any weird interrogations. and you come to me if anyone gives you a rough time, alright?”

she was still unsure, if just a little, about trusting this woman but there was something in the back of her head that told nellie it was okay. a nod is given inr response to her sister and suddenly her mind is running ramped with ideas. how she be something like a meta but not a meta? someone who was just born with powers? before her ideas could become full-fledged theories, her eyes look up to alex’s face. “you can’t leave me when we get there. please. don’t leave.”

#altruisticlies #( no one apologized for making me this way | v: main. )

like for a starter !!

#( she's a severe fucking nerd | ooc. )#i wanna get nellie active again

she was CAUGHT, R E D-H A N D E D. slowly nellie stands into an upright position and turns to face the presence that had decided to interrupt her theft of the department store. in the beginning she never thought that she would get caught, saw it as an easy job: boy, was she wrong.

“ i can explain. ”

#( opportunity awaits | open starter. )#( no one apologized for making me this way | v: main. )#PSSSSSST #COME

altruisticlies:

the trek to the section of the apartment that served at the dining room was short; the last thing she wanted was to overexert the girl. still holding her, she pulled a chair by pulling the leg with her foot. “you can always come to me, nell. —sit.” she could smell the blood even before she showed her the crimson stain on her clothes. what had she gotten her self into?

but it was time to act now, questions could come in later. “no. i promise you’ll be fine,” she answered reassuringly. in a short time, alex had become very protective of the teen, so death was out of the question; she wouldn’t allow it. “let me get some things to stop the bleeding, don’t move.” she ran into the bathroom and returned with a small first aid kit. before kneeling in front of nellie, she sent a quick text to her sister. there was so much she could do in a situation like this, but she would need actual medical attention and no ambulance would be faster than supergirl. “lift your shirt a little, i need to clean the wound,” she instructed as she grabbed a bottle of water.

when alex promises her that she’ll be okay, that she won’t die, nellie believes her. there is no one in the world that she believed or trusted more than the woman before her. even though their meeting had gotten off to a rocky start and nellie was technically a criminal, they had grown close. hell, the girl even thought of alex as family at this point. perhaps that’s why she immediately came to her.

eyes close when the other leaves, nellie trying to take in steady breaths to slow down both her heart and the blood that was seeping out. just moments later she hears footsteps once more and lowers her gaze to her wound. ever so slightly she begins to peel the shirt back from her skin, the once dry material now sopping wet with crimson liquid that smelled of metal. the wound was deep and still bled, showing the severity of the situation. “i...i was trying to do good,” nellie begins, looking from the wound upon her stomach to her friend. “i as trying to be a hero.”

#altruisticlies #( no one apologized for making me this way | v: main. )

atmrobber

HABITUAL: taking care of someone he’d place near his heart // fingers continue at a desultory pace. ❛ no, that’s NOT what i’m saying. ❜ foreign tone graces itself upon tongue: it’s SOFT and doesn’t hold usual emotions. shoulders FALL with defeat: fingers let go of her hand to sought out the medical kit hidden beneath the sink. ❛ i’m saying you should be careful when you have a knife in your hand – or, any kind of weapon. ❜ ace bandages follow every curve and motion of his hand: securing ivory skin beneath it. ❛ i don’t BAN people from using something, especially if it was an accident. ❜

she’s quiet, watching as he goes to work on bandaging up her hand. nellie figures that he has some knowledge in the field of wounds since he tended to be in the line of work that called for such things. but she doesn’t say anything. instead nellie keeps her lips pressed in a line until her hand is completely covered. it shouldn’t take too long to heal since her powers did change her body physiology but even she still didn’t understand it. “maybe i should be ban from knives. i did the same thing LAST week.”

#atmrobber #( no one apologized for making me this way | v: main. )

dwarfstaralloy:

Nice. That was the word for it. Four letter that had sometimes been hurled as an accusation. But that he thought was needed more in the world. Nice people, kind people, people that tried to do good. Everybody could use a little more nice.

“Yeah. It is.”

She is unsure of what to do now, to stay here or to leave. Ray was agreeing to help her and there wasn’t much else that she could ask from him. But soft eyes still look up to him, face scared to say the words that rested upon her mind.

“Um, do you have anything to eat?”

#dwarfstaralloy #( no one apologized for making me this way | v: main. )

atomiism:

He folds her into his arms as naturally as if he’s known her for years , not just a few short months . The innate compassion driven by his need to PROTECT allows him to sympathize with the youngest member of their team & & he pats her back , if a bit awkwardly . ( he hadn’t seen the hug coming but hey , hugs are great . and she looks like she needs it ) .

❝ You are doing good . ❞ he gives a light chuckle , less facetious than normal given the current situation ; there is so much p a i n belted to her shoulders he feels his heart grow heavy with it . ( she reminds him of a few children he’d known in the orphanages . terrified of their path , both backwards & & forwards , upwards & & most importantly , downwards ) . ❝ You’ve just gotta be patient . You know , I’m still learning too . We ALL are . ❞ he’s speaking to himself now more than to just her , though he gives her another gentle pat . ❝ Sometimes … good and bad aren’t what you thought they were . ❞

The feeling of having someone hug you, and doing so in a kinda and loving manner, was so strange to Nellie but it was so WELCOMED. For once she felt happy and safe and cared for all within a couple of seconds. It must be how normal people feel, she thinks to herself as arms slowly drop from around Ray. He was a good man and an even better big brother, someone that she could definitely look up to. And she already did.

“Maybe I can start doing even more good. Go on missions and help out.” She suggests with a little smile, just wanting to help in any way possible and make up for all of the mistakes that she had made in the past. From the way that he spoke, and from how she had seen him behave over the past couple of weeks, that was the best way to do it. It would be a learning experience, like he had been saying, and gave her a chance to help others.

#atomiism #( no one apologized for making me this way | v: main. )

moleculebased-blog1

hey guys, so my activity on nellie has been pretty minimum lately but i just noticed one of my closest friends/roleplay partners deactivated their blogs without a word? does anyone know if she made another blog? her url’s were CALLMEKIDFLASH, LIMXERENCE, and THESTARSPANGLEDKID. thanks for the help.

#( she's a severe fucking nerd | ooc. )

hey guys, so my activity on nellie has been pretty minimum lately but i just noticed one of my closest friends/roleplay partners deactivated their blogs without a word? does anyone know if she made another blog? her url’s were CALLMEKIDFLASH, LIMXERENCE, and THESTARSPANGLEDKID. thanks for the help.

#( she's a severe fucking nerd | ooc. )

atmrobber:

lungs carry a gentle breath, RIDDLED WITH RELIEF. carmine stains her hand / soft fingers that cradle: disregarding the mess of ichor. ❛ you can remake it, nellie. same EXACT way as before, only without the blood. ❜ assay’s her woes with a coo of words, ❛ – follow me. ❜ he’s an ANALOGY COATED retinue // guiding her to the nearest sink: cloth removed, dampened warm as he tends to her wound. ❛ this could’ve been worse, and more THREATENING — be careful next time … please? ❜

she feels bad to be wasting his time, when he could be off doing something far more important than tending to her DUMB mistake. in theory, nellie could heal herself through her powers but she had never attempted it before- on fear that it might go wrong. at this point, she could not help but wish she’d tried; wished she had bothered him. quietly she stands as he washes the wound, trying to keep herself from yanking her hand away. “ i guess this means my knife privileges are over? ”

#atmrobber #( no one apologized for making me this way | v: main. )

dwarfstaralloy:

It was a sad world they lived in that a teenager - little more than a girl, not yet an adult - was so jaded. So surprised to meet someone who wanted to help her without any expectations. Ray was not so idealistic so as to think that everybody would help her out in this situation - he knew better - but the genuine surprise at meeting someone willing to help her without payment made him ache for all she must have gone through.

“I wish I could say yes, but not everybody believes in being altruistic.”

Sometimes Nellie would sick back and try to imagination what her life would be like if it was normal, if her mother had not died and father had not gone crazy. But it was nearly impossible to think of a life that was normal. Half the time she quit a few minutes in.

“I’m not used to it. But it’s...nice.”

#dwarfstaralloy #( no one apologized for making me this way | v: main. )

atmrobber:

he inhales a breath that ALMOST QUIVERS: remnants of anxiety sewn together within the threads of his nerves. glaucous hues scan the kitchen, jacket exchanged for nearest towel. ❛ sorry – ❜ soft spoken, laying flat against his tongue. HE’D DENY the defiance of muscles in lips wanting to curve a saccharine smile to her comment – ❛ i’ll make you a new one, okay? let’s worry about YOUR HAND, first. ❜

she gives him a sad look, knowing that it wasn’t his fault that the jacket had caused such pain. he was trying to help and she saw that, he was always trying to help her. “it was a really good sandwich, lenny.” nellie points out with a low sigh, looking to her hand. there was quite a bit of blood upon her skin though- luckily- the cut was not very deep.

#atmrobber #( no one apologized for making me this way | v: main. )

I THINK A LOT ABOUT NELLIE WANTING TO PROVE SHE’S A GOOD PERSON AND SACRIFICING HERSELF FOR OTHERS. LIKE SHE JUST WANTS TO BE GOOD, BE A HERO SO SHE DIES SO OTHERS CAN LIVE.

#( she's a severe fucking nerd | ooc. )

smoxkyxrrows:

❝ you don’t have to SAVE the world to be a h e r o. ❞

❝ What’s the other way? ❞

#smoxkyxrrows #( no one apologized for making me this way | v: main. )

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