Gesundheit!

(Independent RP blog for a BLU Medic OC)

[puffeyes-deactivated20250802]

double personality

[perceptualechoes-blog]

"Ehp! Crap, sorry." Jack murmured after she accidentally bumped into the medic. ((Hai :>))

Aleks was walking down the halls, using his cane to guide him until he had felt someone bump into him. He turned to face them with a calm smile. 

“You should be more careful. Someone could’ve gotten hurt.” He lifted his cane and held it in his hands, ready to unsheath the sword if neccessary, lest it turn out to be an enemy. “Und who might you be? I have yet to hear your voice around zhese halls until now.” He was still smiling, his demeanor as calm as ever.

[secretspacenerd-blog]

“Uhm… people call me Jack.” She murmured. She wasn’t good with meeting people she never met before sometimes. It depended on the person.

“I-I’m a BLU Guardian.” She added, stuffing her hands into her pockets. Her voice indicated she was Irish, and it was slightly deep for a girl. She looked down at her feet for a moment. “I j-just got transferred.” Like usual…

[perceptualechoes-blog]

Aleks picked up on her unease and set the tip of his cane down on the floor  in front of him with a light tap. She’s too cute to be the enemy, too friendly too. “Guardian? Hmm. Aright.” He studies her voice as well. Scottish? No.. Not Scottish... Hm. “I have a few questions for you, if you don’t mind.” 

[the-prince-and-the-timid-blog]

“So I notice your using a cane. Is that because your blind… if you don’t mind me asking.” James mutters.

[perceptualechoes-blog]

“Ja, I am. Born blind, actually.” He leans a bit on the cane, both hands on the handle.

[the-prince-and-the-timid-blog]

“My names James by the way. So nice to meet you!” James smiled as he greeted the other.

[perceptualechoes-blog]

“Aleks.” He smiles back. He’s been in a rather chipper mood today despite his usual grumpiness.

[perceptualechoes-blog]

"Ehp! Crap, sorry." Jack murmured after she accidentally bumped into the medic. ((Hai :>))

Aleks was walking down the halls, using his cane to guide him until he had felt someone bump into him. He turned to face them with a calm smile. 

“You should be more careful. Someone could’ve gotten hurt.” He lifted his cane and held it in his hands, ready to unsheath the sword if neccessary, lest it turn out to be an enemy. “Und who might you be? I have yet to hear your voice around zhese halls until now.” He was still smiling, his demeanor as calm as ever.

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[drdemented-deactivated20191023]

*starts typing on bottom of shoe*

Hacker voice: I’m in.

[nebuvoid]

confused person looking at snow prints: who the fcuk strapped fucking keyboards to their shoes

[theshortestsniper-blog]

Both brows rose in curious inquiry, her head faintly tilting towards her shoulder, as her eyes immediately fell to the cane. With how he was using it…perhaps he was blind?

“I am doing fine Doc, just enjoying a light snack is all. And how about you? It’s not often I see a medic out of their office this late into the evening.”

[perceptualechoes-blog]

Aleks turns to face the voice completely, both hands on the cane in front of him. “Oh, I vas just out for a breath of fresh air. I’m not vone to stay in one place all day.” Usually he’d have been outside and back in earlier, but he finished his paperwork later than he thought he would. 

[musingsofmyhexrt]

My biggest fear

                        is that eventually

                                                  y o u  will see  m e

                                                                            the way  I  see  m y s e l f 

[theshortestsniper-blog]

perceptualechoes started following you

The fellow BLU looked up from her small plate of sliced apples and cheese to watch the unfamiliar medic come in. She couldn’t recall ever meeting this particular medic either on base or in passing. Not that it was difficult to do so–everyone seemed to be passed around these days.

“Good evening Doctor.”

[perceptualechoes-blog]

Aleks was headed to his office, using his cane to maneuver about instead of clicking. When he hears someone say something to him, he stops and turns his head to the source. 

“Guten tag, Frau.” He smiles. “How’re you zhis evening?”

[thatbluscout-blog]

"Please put me down it’s just a sprained ankle."

“No, yer always saving our asses when we get hurt, now I’m returnin’ the favour.”

Aster no.

[thatbluscout-blog]

He’s startled at the doctor’s tone, to say the least.

Gently, he set him back on the ground.

“..Sorry.”

[perceptualechoes-blog]

“Danke.” He smiles calmly. 

Once one of his feet were on the ground, he unclipped his cane from his belt and unfolded it and tapped lightly on the ground. Though the cane was thin, it was stronger than it looked. Using the cane for support, he places some weight on his foot, but mostly on the cane.