Lightning From Heaven

York was always fine with companionable silence, especially since he needed to focus on drinking his coffee without burning his poor tongue. It was nice, just relaxing for a bit and enjoying the scenery (such as it was).

So relaxing, in fact, it took a second for him to realize what Carolina did until she announced her cheeky move and ran off. Dammit, this chair was too small just jump out of--

"Alright, smartass, c'mere!" With a grin, he carefully got out of his seat to sprint after her.

#grcundedxdreamer #(can't stop to retort back gotta RUN)

Careful isn't gonna win you this race, man. Just be glad she left her grappling hook in her other pants; that does reduce the number of dimensions she's easily capable of running. Not... That she can, mind, but it may be somewhat more of a challenge now, at the very least. That said, the chase is the fun part- he'd win at hide and seek, thank you- so she's very decidedly still in view, with a decent enough head start. Better catch up.

rpmemes-galore

Send me ‘what doesn’t kill you…' and my muse will talk about a difficult experience in their life that they learned a valuable lesson from.

#(raucous laughter in the background;;;;;;)#>> Ask Meme;;

"I've always looked slow as shit, so that means nothing," York pointed out. He was built like a brick shithouse, after all. "But I promise to try and give you a decent competition."

He wasn't dumb enough to promise anything more than that, though--instead, he settled for taking a sip of his own coffee.

"Mm, not bad at all..."

If York would allow it, a natural silence would fall as they sipped their coffee; she was more than content to just enjoy the warmth of it. Honestly, it was getting a little brisk outside- she hadn't been sure what Chorus' season cycle would be like, so the cold wasn't anymore unexpected than anything else, but it was nice to have something warm. Jackets were in short supply, and she certainly didn't have a lot of chill tolerance. Not that she'd be caught complaining; it'd ruin her carefully manicured image, see.

Once she was done with her own drink, she'd return the mug - and York's, too, when he was done - and sit for a moment, before standing, stretching, and tapping York on the shoulder and dashing out the door.

"Tag, you're it!"

Gotta keep a little whimsy in your life.

thestupidmeanone

@perpetualxfire

"Why the fuck would I invite Simmons? He's the worst rules lawyer ever! I'd like to actually play the game at some point, you know."

"Because he might actually be remotely interested? Or even have any grasp of the system?" Sure, she could learn, but that wasn't the point; the level of engagement she'd need right out the gate was far higher than she was ready for. And, again- terrible actor.

#thestupidmeanone

"Relax, I'm just... pulling your leg."

Okay, now that that was out of his system--

"I know you can probably outrace me at a casual jog somehow, but I like to think I'm still faster than I look."

Despite being reduced to a glorified mall cop on Meridian, he at least never skipped leg day... relatively speaking. Patrolling dig sites and work camps was a lot less boring than sitting somewhere with nothing to do, and it kept him moving.

Carolina felt no need to rebutt that, simply raising an eyebrow at him before sipping at her coffee. Still a little hot to chug- not that the temptation didn't briefly hit her- but it sure felt good. Hell of a lot better than instant coffee or re-used grounds. They might not have fresh coffee beans forever, but they sure were working on it.

"You look slow as shit, so I hope you're still a little faster than that. I'd like to get a little more work than a brisk walk in." She might be a little slower than she used to be, but that didn't mean she wasn't basically legally obligated to give him shit. She's pretty sure he's still a criminal, technically speaking.

#(i don't post selfies a lot;;; but I was feeling super fucking cute today ty)#>> about the mun;;#(... yes the glasses are crooked we're working on it;)

(Every time I make an AU for Lina it just turns into a different character;; Was thinking about making an AU page to direct people to and then kept remembering the bajillion instances of 'oh that's an OC now' I'm.)

#(hi welcome to all my OCs they're all just my other characters wearing trench coats)#(fdsafas what a fucking mental image actually hold on----)#(usually the ones that make it to the side blog are the ones that I feel like are more individualized tbh;;;;)#(Or the ones that I don't have permanently associated with a different character I've played)#(then there's the hummingbird who I still haven't named. She's... I was just fucking around but the idea's been in my head for YEARS)#(the trouble is. I. personally. am a pale redhead (brown-red?) who has had a similar haircut to lina longer than lina's existed.)#(the bangs frame my otherwise VERY round face decently;;; feels weird without them)#(so a lot of my game avatars. who I often base on myself. look a little like her.)#(so ''Oh hey this would be an interesting AU'')#(an.imal crossing? there she is!)#(po.kemon? oop there she is-)#(biggest tell is I have blue eyes (and freckles when games allow but it's rarely evident) lol)#(i ever share screengrabs of any of my games that's- check the eyes lol)#(but yeah in my head ''Oh man I wonder what this AU would be'' [makes my own decisions out of character despite this])#>> out of character;;

"I promise, C, you'll have fun. It's going on a adventure without any of the actual bullshit danger and stress! It's fun!" He was desperately trying to get her to try DnD, you see. "Besides, you're actually... y'know.... smart. It'll be a nice change of pace to have someone who has more than two braincells to rub together in this game."

"Ooookay... Flattered, but, uh... I take it Simmons was a no go?" Carolina is not, in fact, opposed to a casual board game or a card game, but, frankly, she's a terrible actor- at least, she's pretty sure she is- and trying a role-playing game with her would be like playing with a wooden plank. That, or like playing with somebody who sounds like they're constantly mocking everybody around them. She'd never actually tried it, mind you, but with what she knew about it... Not up her alley.

#thestupidmeanone #(''Don't butter me up with compliments >('')#>> Answered Asks;;

#(glasses finally came in! tried on. like. twenty pairs of frames before ordering.)#(didn't realize until they got here that I settled on almost EXACTLY the same frames as Sam)#( I always worry that people can't tell if I actually like them but with that kind of unintentional pattern recognition--)#(Sam better know I like his ass. You know. if the wedding didn't do it.)#>> out of character;;#(anyway might post a picture. in a bit. gotta not fall over every time i stand up first.)

rpmemegraveyard

𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑-𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 … ( 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 ) set the scene with these modern & evocative prompts inspired by florals & their hidden meanings. themes: city living, devotion, sacrifice, healing & protection.

⁽ * ⁾ 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊 → sentence starters

“I will always find you, no matter how lost you feel.”

“Let me take your pain—if I could bear it for you, I would.”

“You don’t have to stand alone—I’ll always be here to catch you.”

“Your scars do not make you less worthy of love.”

“Rest now. I’ll be here when you wake.”

“I will stand between you and the storm.”

“Tell me your story—I want to know every part of you.”

“Run. I’ll hold them back.”

“Let me hold you until the nightmares fade.”

"If they want you, they’ll have to go through me first.”

“I will always be your light, even in the darkest moments.”

“Come back to me. I’ll wait as long as it takes.”

“I won’t let them take you—I’d give anything to keep you safe.”

⁽ * ⁾ 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐄 → scene prompts

LAVENDER → A small, cozy apartment in the heart of a busy city.

CHERRY BLOSSOM → A rooftop bar with twinkling fairy lights.

RED ROSE → A luxury penthouse suite.

SUNFLOWER → A sunflower farm just outside of town.

RUE → A quiet, almost abandoned street in the heart of the city.

FORGET-ME-NOT → A run-down but charming vintage record store tucked between newer shops

BLACK VELVET PETUNIA → A chic, underground jazz club in a city’s artsy district.

MARIGOLD → A farmers’ market on a busy weekend morning.

MOONFLOWER → A secluded, trendy rooftop lounge overlooking a sprawling cityscape at night.

POPPY → An abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town.

MANDRAKE → A small, independent cafe nestled on a quiet street.

LILY → A serene, minimalist art gallery with bright white walls.

CARNATION → A high-end florist shop with glass vases of colorful blooms.

PEONY → A luxury spa retreat by the beach.

ORCHID → A rooftop garden in a sleek modern building.

DAFFODIL → A trendy brunch spot by the lake.

TULIP → A chic urban loft filled with large windows and tulip arrangements.

CAMELLIA → A sleek art deco hotel lobby.

JASMINE → A night-lit garden terrace attached to a modern apartment.

SNAPDRAGON → A secret garden tucked behind an old café in the city.

LOTUS → A chic yoga studio with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking a busy street.

AZALEA → A late-night food truck park.

#>> ask meme;;

"Still upset that I stole your leg, huh?"

Honestly, fair.

"I'm pretty sure, even after my, uh, 'retirement,' I can keep up with you just fine," he added. "Especially with some caffeine backing me up. It'll be nice to get some real cardio in."

#grcundedxdreamer #('Lina's a coffee purist' wasn't actually on my bingo card.)#(She always had Opinions but usually the distaste isn't there;;;;)

"Yes?" Asking her that like that's an unreasonable thing to continue to be upset about has her almost missing that their coffee is ready. She'll let the barely suppressed scoff see her out over to the counter, forcing her slightly agape jaw shut as she pushed her reaction to the audacity to the back of her mind. At least, until she returned with his drink and he followed up with hit two of that one two punch.

"Hey, let's get the record straight here- you could never keep up with me." At least, not for long. "Unless you have a few new tricks up your sleeve you haven't told me about? Or you think I'm that much slower now, in which case- ow, first of all."

Despite her upset- it's mostly exaggerated for effect, but there's a kernel of hurt in there somewhere- she passed him his drink. It's not like she wants that nasty watered down shit. Honestly, she doesn't know how he tolerates it.

"I would have gotten milk or cream, but I'm trying to be realistic."

That wasn't him being rude; he knew better than to assume Chorus had the infrastructure for anything beyond the basics. Milk wasn't exactly a necessity for human society to function.

"Besides, all I need is a little energy shot. I'm gonna hazard a guess and say you don't want to go sit down and take a load off just yet. That's not your style."

"I figured we'd go on a jog after this, if you're up for it." Because of course she 'figured' that. "But if you don't think you can keep up with a woman with one leg, I suppose I can concede to some other activity."

Naturally, Carolina has to appeal to his competitive nature- she's not the only competitive one in this relationship, thank you. He might be a lot more relaxed- or, rather, capable of relaxing- than she was, but he didn't get to be as skilled as he'd been without having some kind of drive.

That's the fanciest thing they had? Well, he couldn't really be THAT surprised by that fact, now could he? York should be thankful they had coffee at all.

"I'll just take an americano." He really just needed the caffeine. "You know me, gotta keep it simple."

"I seem to recall you begrudgingly loving the sweeter mixes." Lina would pipe up after their orders had been placed, more or less, and their barista had turned to accommodate, as she stepped aside to one of the little tables that had been set up against the front windows. Honestly, the place had a lot of potential; the infrastructure to get it to meet that potential didn't really exist at the moment, but there was a vision here.

"Not that that's an option, but it's not like there's a menu anywhere. You could have asked for anything." She'd almost been hoping he went for something outlandish so she could rib him about it later. It wouldn't take long for their drinks to be ready; it's not like there was a line. She didn't really want to sit down for exactly that reason; inertia's a hell of a beast and she's always been the type to beat it simply by refusing to stop moving.

"Well... that's definitely a better outlook than some people I know." Too many folks let their bitterness at the world get the better of them--even York wasn't immune to spite. Better to... roll with the punches as much as you can, right?

He decided not to press too much on the subject for now, though, especially since they were almost to the coffee shop. Or was it more of a cafe? Hard to say.

"Looks nice, though," he observed as he followed her inside. "What're you gonna get?"