WHO HURT YOU?

an indie original character written by tess.

[northgrit]

hello just a heads up that i am moving balfour to my multi @worldwell !!! 

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[sandushengshou]

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[worldwell-a]

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[northgrit]

avrorean | nanna.

    “There is…” Looking around, Nanna bit her lip as she extends her senses for an answer. He wasn’t wrong, there was certainly something amiss on this trail and it didn’t seem as though they’d get very far without rectifying it. “… There does appear to be a redirection charm in place. Not dissimilar to the spell upon the Brecilian Forest, but none so powerful. The matter now lies in… finding it.”

     Balfour waits a moment, as if he’s waiting for Nanna to continue. Which he is, of course. He doesn’t want to make himself look like an impatient fool-- even if he is-- by asking how they’re meant to do that right off the bat. When she doesn’t supply the details herself though, he supposes he must just get on with it. 

     ‘ Explain it to me like I’m a child, then, ’ he sighs.

[northgrit]

flame-of-ostwick | herald.

“No, of course I haven’t,” Lasair replies with a nod, his sour demeanor sobering her a bit. Okay, no jokes. Fine. Idly, she wonders when the last time he did smile was. Ah, well. “Like I said, you are more than welcome–thank you for the suggestion. I am meeting with Josephine later this afternoon. I can tell her you’ll be joining us, unless you’d rather come with me? I’m sure she’ll be amenable.”

     It isn’t even as if Balfour means to be so grim. It’s just... He’s tired. He wants to be with his family, not having to traipse around the greater part of Ferelden and Orlais because he needs to find a cure for this blighted Calling. He wants to watch his son grow up, wants everything he worked so bloody hard for to stay. By now, though, Balfour is used to not getting what he wants.

     He’ll deal with this, as he’s dealt with everything else. 

     ‘ I’ll join you. That way, we can, the three of us, discuss our plan for the evening. I trust you’re no stranger to politicking? ’ 

[northgrit]

consoleborn | sunny.

          sunny’s mouth pinches, a tiny frown that mars her features – but then her expression smooths. she just sighs, nodding. it is a better plan, she just doesn’t much care to admit it.

          ‘ yeah. s’fine, it works – but i will haunt you if it goes south. ’

     Never mind that this is probably going to be the death of the both of them. Desperate times and all that-- and Balfour really can’t think of a safer alternative. That’s just Wasteland rules, right? Fuck, he hates it out here. 

     ‘ I’ll let you. Now-- how d’you feel about grenades? ’ 

[northgrit]

astrificare replied to your post

[georgie voice] same

wieldbalance replied to your post

[rey voice] he’s fine i guess

[northgrit]

hello... a reminder that i love one (1) lad and his name is balfour sutherland 

[northgrit]

astrificare | georgie.

        she doesn’t know why he’s gotten himself so worked up about this; it’s not like it’s the first time he’s met her parents, nor can things get any worse. sounds awful to say, that, but it’s true, isn’t it? for whatever bloody stupid reason, her parents do not like balfour—but the tide might be turning, just a bit.

        god. not a moment too soon. after everything that’s happened, and how amazing bal’s been, how could they still hate him? georgie doesn’t see how.

        but they’re lanes, and lanes have minds of their own. 

        ❝ yeah. yeah, i promise. ❞ she can make no guarantees, of course, especially not with her dad, but she hopes marie’s made it perfectly clear that bal’s part of the family, now, and they better get used to it. ( at least he’s won her sisters around. )  ❝ nan’s sarcastic to everyone, that’s just how she is, don’t take it personally. mum likes you now, if you can believe marie. it’s gonna be fine. ❞

     ‘ Right. ’ 

     He sighs and convinces himself to believe, right now, for five seconds, that she’s entirely right. She knows best, after all, doesn’t she? This is her family. Her family that he wants to be part of so desperately that he can’t ever remember wanting anything more. Not including the obvious, of course. 

     Balfour nods his head and looks himself over in the mirror again. He fixes his hair, straightens his tie. Then undoes the tie and throws it over a nearby chair because that’s just too pretentious and they’re gonna think he’s a twat. 

     ‘ I should change this shirt, shouldn’t I? ’ he asks suddenly. ‘ I look like I’m about to go to a fucking business meeting. God. --Where’s that blue one? You know, the one you like. ’ 

[northgrit]

astrificare | georgie.

         ❝ hey, remember to breathe, will you? ❞ she cups his face with both her hands, a soft touch; it’s clear that balfour’s freaking the fuck out about this, and georgie wishes she could make that better. she also wishes her parents hadn’t been complete twats to him to start with, but you can’t have it all, can you, and this is where they are, now, where they’ve ended up. 

        making do through the mess must be her trademark, by now. georgie just wants this to go well, because balfour’s more important to her than anything, and she hates that her parents don’t see that. she hates how they’ve been to him—is it really so much to ask that he be accepted as part of the family, too?

        jamie was. even elvis was, before the whole leaving-her-at-the-altar thing. how bloody hard can it be?

       ❝ babe, just be yourself. be warm and charming and not too much of a wanker, and they’re gonna love you. it’s gonna be fine. ❞

     Her touch makes him feel better, as it always does, but it doesn’t stop him from panicking still. He just... He wants this to go well. Really quite a lot. Being warm and charming and all those Balfour things suddenly seems like a tall order, even if it probably will all be fine at the end of the day. 

     God, it’s just-- They’ve gone this long not liking him one bit. What if he fucks something up? What if he just isn’t someone they’re ever gonna manage to like? He’s not gonna leave Georgie regardless of what any of them think, but... if he’s sticking around for good, he doesn’t want them hating him for good. Christ. It’s a lot, you know? 

     ‘ D’you promise? ’ he asks, because he thinks he might believe it if she promises. As if that will actually change anything. Fuck it.

[tesscharas]

SAN JUNIPERO SENTENCE MEME.  feel free to change context / pronouns as applicable. 

gotta love that track!

could you please stop it?

we’ve only got a couple of hours, so let’s use it.

you’re good at this.

i just wanna get my bearings a bit.

see you around?

go along with whatever i say!

okay, you’re just pestering now.

sorry for killing you.

if you don’t already know what _____ is, you probably don’t wanna know.

i’m regarding you.

i feel like i’m being analysed. 

i guess now they’re just kind of a comfort thing.

i figured they were kind of a fashion statement. but then the rest of your outfit is… not.

people try so hard to look how they think they should look.

you’re authentically you.

do you live here?

oh, my god! we have to dance to this!

dance floors aren’t my thing.

oh, let’s not limit ourselves.

why did you run away?

you were like a frightened horse on a frozen lake back there.

i’m kidding! … half kidding.

folks are way less uptight than they used to be.

if they were staring, it’s because i am bodacious.

i’ve never been on a dance floor.

what are you, like, amish? that’s one sheltered existence you’ve got there.

as far as my family’s concerned, i can’t do anything.

no one knows about even half the shit i get up to.

it’s from a place of love, though, right?

just the concept of me enjoying myself would blow their minds.

what would you like to do? that you’ve never done?

why waste time sitting here?

i’m, uh, i’m engaged. i have a fiance.

wanna go to bed with me?

oh… you’re nice.

can you hear me out? please? please.

look, i don’t want some kind of boring romance, okay?

it’s not just sex.

it was just sex.

we made a connection.

waiting for someone?

shall we dance?

can you just make this easy for me?

you never slept with a woman before?

i was in love with him. i really was in love with him.

i really was in love with him… but he chose not to stick around.

she’s worth the shot, right?

i’m sorry, i’m looking for someone.

why are you here?

i was looking for you. where did you go?

how the hell is this your era?

you don’t know who i am! you don’t know what this means!

this is not fun, okay? this is not fun! 

maybe you should feel bad. or at least feel something.

how many of them are dead?

i said i wouldn’t… i don’t know, do feelings. 

i don’t want to like anyone. so you’ve been just totally fucking inconvenient.

i wasn’t prepared for you, for wanting something.

i’m getting married.

you sure you’re going through with that?

i know he pities me. that pisses me off.

without this place, i never would’ve met someone like you.

if we really met– i mean if we really met– you wouldn’t like me.

i’ll give you some privacy. 

you’re ____? holy shit.

let’s go grab a coffee.

wanna marry me instead?

are you sure you’re alright?

you didn’t dress up to see me?

oh, i love it here! i just love it!

be with me.

stay here with me.

can we just enjoy tonight?

who can even make sense of forever?

hey, it’s real! this is real.

come on, you know that was just a gesture.

it’s not so kind to leave.

we got this chance! i just wanna share it with you. 

he could have stayed, but he chose to leave you.

you don’t know what you’re saying.

you should be mad at him, not whipping yourself with guilt!

you can’t know the bond, the commitment, the boredom, the yearning, the laughter, the love of it! the fucking love! you just cannot know!

did you think to ask? did it occur to you to ask?

you think you’re the only person who ever suffered? go fuck yourself.

i wish i could believe he’s with her now, that they’re together, but i don’t. i believe they’re nowhere. gone.

you wanna spend forever somewhere nothing matters?

i’m out! i’m gone! 

all things considered, i guess i’m ready. 

i guess i’m ready for the rest of it. 

[northgrit]

assuredofthis | nate.

         ❝ i call it more of an enthusiastic lick. ❞ he’s gotten worse from hermes, before; nothing malicious, or intentional, just play getting a little over-excited and sharp teeth getting in the way. he wiggles all his fingers for balfour to see.  ❝ they still seem to be there. can’t imagine they’d make tasty sausages. ❞

     ‘ Oh, I dunno-- bloody eats anything, this one. Regardless of taste. ’ He kneels down, here, to Scooby-level. ‘ He’s a very bad dog! ’ The severity of these words is, of course, completely destroyed by the fact that he’s using that voice people always use with animals. Coupled with all the scratches he’s currently getting, Balfour’s probably only encouraging Scooby too. Ah, well. 

     He looks up to Nate, still scratching Scooby’s sides. ‘ You got dogs, I take it? Most people who don’t get a bit jumpy, I’ve noticed. ’ 

[northgrit]

"i’m not dead. i can hear you."

OUR GIRL. accepting.

     ‘ Then you might want to try answering back next time. Yeah? ’ There’s a hint of worry in his voice, behind all of that irritation. For a man who was sure he could never give a shit about anything in this new, dead world he’s wound up in-- well, he’s not gonna think about that. No use giving Valentine the satisfaction. ‘ Come on. Can you walk? We should get out of here before the whole place sets itself on us. ’ 

[northgrit]

' i don’t trust any of them. '

OUR GIRL. accepting.

     ‘ Well, you don’t have to trust them, exactly. ’ Balfour pauses, thinks on it for a second. This might be bad advice, now he’s thinking about it, but it’s never failed him at least. Might make her hate herself eventually too, but it’ll be alright as a short-term thing. Probably. Just to get by. ‘ Just gotta play along a bit. You know? Make ’em think you like ’em and everything. --You seriously never try manipulate anyone? Ever? ’ 

[northgrit]

@assuredofthis. call.

     ‘ Fuck-- Did he just bite you? ’ Scooby isn’t usually a biter, which has Balfour thinking he might’ve just caught that at a weird angle. Bit of a weird time for his dog to have a personality change, though. ‘ Still got all your fingers, yeah? ’ 

[tesscharas]

OUR GIRL - THE NEPAL TOUR | PART FOUR sentence meme. feel free to change pronouns / context as necessary.

we need to set up a defensive perimeter!

what is this, like SAS selection?

you’ve been shot, so your adrenaline will be all over the place.

you need to rest up.

he only got shot in the arm.

like any of yous have ever been shot!

i don’t trust any of them.

imagine doing this all day long.

don’t take orders from him.

we’re in the army. taking orders is what we do.

we come in peace.

you’re doing a great job here.

they’re in your good hands.

we can only take the ones with a reasonable chance of making it.

i’m not leaving anyone. either they all go or i stay.

this ain’t going to be easy, boys.

he’s useless at the best of times.

it’s like the best thing that’s ever happened to him.

i would’ve put my life on him.

this country, i hate it.

they hate us.

i’ll never stop worrying about you.

and we thought we’d had a traumatic day!

do i make you laugh, ____?

if you’re going to sleep, you’re not putting your head on my shoulder, you wanker.

something’s fucking happening to him! do something!

is he going to be alright? is he going to be okay?

you just saved his life.

you’ve worked miracles, here.

just letting you know that i love you.

he’s a wanker.

hey, he’s going to be alright.

you’ve conducted yourselves with dignity and heroism.

remind me again, why haven’t you got a girlfriend?

boom! boom! boom! boom! shots fired! 

what do you mean you can’t believe you got shot? i can.

i’ve brought some grapes. imaginary, obviously.

i’m not dead. i can hear you.

did i just hear you say you’re going back to _____?

you’re not going to see whatshisname, are you?

i’d give it all up for you, you know.

how could i ever trust you?

listen to me, i’ve changed. okay? i have.

i don’t want you to give everything up for me.

are we having babies now?

couldn’t she have brought me some imaginary chocolate? 

what are you talking about?

how are you feeling? you feeling better?

i was going to say relax but you already got the memo by the looks.

who’s overdone it on the deodorant?

there’s nothing we can do, is there?

yeah, but we do get involved, don’t we? that’s the point.

you look excited. alive. you could never give this up.

there’s moments, aren’t there? of clarity when you feel like you understand everything.

come here, listen to me. i’m being all sincere here, okay?

i’m trying to tell you that i don’t want a life without you in it.

i know that i’m never going to get rid of you.

that’s probably the most romantic thing you’ve ever said.

never let me down again.

please don’t say anything sincere.

wipe that smile off your face.

i am a bit fucking happy.

you skiving wanker!

i nearly died back there!

you’re missing out on all the fun and games.

that is the oldest, shittest joke in the book.

take care. and don’t die, or i’ll kill you.

don’t worry about me. i’m indestructible. 

we can’t even bullshit ourselves and say it’s in a better state than we found it, can we?

with all due respect, we’ve all lost friends here. 

i don’t want to think they might have died for nothing.

you only like the people in your house, don’t you?

has anybody got eyes on the enemy?

please don’t leave me! don’t leave!

what am i going to do without him?

fuck ‘one last mission’!

you’ve got nothing to be sorry about. there was nothing you could do.

he died in my arms.

i always fuck things up.

you are a bloody good soldier, right? 

at the end of the day, i have loved. properly. fully. and how lucky was i that it was with you?

everything’s going to be alright from now on in, okay?

everything’s going to be okay because i’ve got you home.

i’ve got you, i’ve got you.