& The Blame Is All Mine

Head of American Division Kingsman OC - Guinevere Rp Blog Non-Selective Muse & Mun are 21+

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“Ah. So you’re saying I should continue to encourage her crazy?” Percival cracked a nervous smile at Astra, ready to just stop talking about his damn date. The agent he was going to go out with after the short intel mission made him quite happy, happier than he’s been in a long while. “I hope so.” He whispered. “They mean a lot to me, and I really want this to go well.” 

[queenguxnevere]

“Well if I find out that you encouraged her to do something crazy again I will make sure your next mission is in Antarctica or Alaska whichever is colder during that time” Astra half joked seeing as her daughter was already out of her own control and only ever listened to her handler nowadays. “Just how many times will I tell you Henry, they will adore you and if they don’t then they are blind, or stupid or a bit of both”

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Percival offered Astra a sheepish smile, “I may have encouraged that behavior a tad bit. Which, I am sorry for. If i had known it was costing you all so much I’d have told Hayden to quit it.” He stood nearly at attention as the other attended to his hair and his suit jacket. He dropped his gaze towards his pointed and poisoned shoes and whispered. “I just don’t want to cock this one up as well. I rather like them.”

[queenguxnevere]

Astra let out a quick laugh “Don’t worry about it, if I really had wanted her to stop I would have kept her from going on missions but if she over uses ammunition instead of hurting new agents in training, I see it as a fair trade.” She couldn’t help the soft smile on her face as she made the other look up at her “Henry, you will be fine. You are worrying too much about it.”

[blxnchefleur-blog]

“Well your daughter does enjoy taking her warning shots… and shooting.” He smiled down at his jacket, adjusting it one final time. The mission was a simple intel one, in and out in a matter of hours, and back home good time before the date. He changed his expression, he did forget about her origins. “Uh, well. He- they’re a new agent. They took up the old Agravaine title.” 

[queenguxnevere]

Astra took a step closer to Henry and fixed up a couple of stray hairs that seemed to be sticking out. “She also has a lot of anger and abandonment issues that I am at fault, so I don’t mind doing the paperwork for her constant usage of ammunition, its when she destroys buildings and things she is not suppose to that it gets troublesome” Guinevere looked her agent over again and ran her hands over the lapels smoothing them out “Well Henry, you are a very charming person and I am sure that you have nothing to worry about in this date okay? So stop worrying, you will make it out of her mission safely”

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“Ah yes. It, it would be. Could you, uh, possibly do me a favor and keep the date to yourself? I- I know its a bit much but I’d appreciate it.” He ran a hand through his hair, messing up its carefully gelled perfection. “And they’re uh, they’re not someone you have yet met, they’re from England’s division. It’s one date but if, you know. Things seem to work towards the positive…”

[queenguxnevere]

“I swear that girl goes through more bullets in a month and other agents do in one year” She kept the conversation light as she listened to Henry, seeing as she had been friends with both him and Marie for as long as she could remember and a part of her had always hoped the would work out what broke when Mathieu died. But it never did. “Henry...you forget that before I was Guinevere, I was Tristan which means I was in England’s division and also because of my position I usually know all agents in both division, so I might actually know the person, but don’t worry I won’t tell...It’s not my place. That is something you have to tell her yourself”

[blxnchefleur-blog]

“Well, if I manage to get through this mission with very few bullet holes, I’m planning on uh, going on a date.”

[queenguxnevere]

“Its and in and out mission, I am sure that you won’t have too many bullets to worry about....now if Hayden was going with you that would be a whole different issue” Astra joked to quickly hide the fact that she had been caught off guard with the comment that he was actually going on a date “Oh and who is the lucky person, if you feel like sharing?”

[blxnchefleur-blog]

“Hey, do you think I’m dressed nice?”

[queenguxnevere]

“You look fine Henry, it’s just a mission. Not like it’s a date...unless there is something you are not telling me” Astra teased

[womenwearingsuitsandblazers]

[queenguxnevere]

Oh Hello Dear || Closed

[sorry-i-ramble]

Kazia had been waiting for her mother for almost two hours now. She was given specific instructions to wait here and not to wander off. But if her momma didn’t get up here quick, she was just gonna have to nap under the table and its not comfortable there. 

The child flicked through the games on her mothers phone with a huff. Nothing interested her at the moment so she just went into photos. Her momma got the phone to only allow her into certain apps and its not very fun. Kaz flicked, and flicked, through the pictures her momma has of her on the phone and of other people.  

With a sniffle Kaz looked up at the woman who entered with a confused look. “You’re not momma. Do ya know where momma is?” She set her mothers phone down and scooted up in the chair. Kazia made a face, “Momma said she’d be right back but its been like, eighteen years!”

[queenguxnevere]

Astra couldn’t help the smile on her face as she watched her granddaughter for a second before talking to her. She was even more beautiful than the pictures made her seem. She looked at the phone Kazia had put down noticing that it was her daughter’s. No wonder she did not answer me when I messaged her. “No I am not your momma, but I do know her. I think I saw her finishing some things that she needed to get done a few days ago but didn’t. Like when you have to pick up for toys before doing something and you don’t do it so then its more toys and it takes you longer to clean them up” Astra tried to make sure her granddaughter understood what she meant. “So she might still be another ten years...but I can keep you company if you want. I am Astra, what’s your name?”

[queenguxnevere]

Oh Hello Dear || Closed

@sorry-i-ramble

It wasn’t often that Astra was able to leave headquarters before most of her agents, or even be able to stop by the tailor shop unless there was a meeting she needed to attend. Usually her days consisted of giving out missions, checking on her agents, reading reports as the came in, and occasionally stop by and see the training sessions of other agents to see how they were improving.

But today was different, things were slow, most agents weren’t on missions and those that were, were schedule to be back in at least three days time. So everything was finished before late afternoon. With a long sigh Astra took the shuttle to the tailor shop, figuring she could spend a bit of time there and then head out to the shops. Maybe even have time to go see her daughters and even meet her adoptive granddaughter. 

The trip up to the second floor didn’t take long before Astra found herself across the hall from the Kingsman dinning room and made her way down stairs. Much to her surprise there was a young girl sitting there, looking like she was waiting on someone. “Hello Dear, who are you waiting on?” She asked while sitting across from her only to realize who she was talking to. Guess today was really the day that she would get to meet and talk to her granddaughter.

[queenguxnevere]

“did you think i forgot?”

“No of course no, I was hoping you would” Astra said with a quick smile “Different concepts. Besides you know I don’t usually do anything for my birthday”

[an-exotic-writer]

five word prompts

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an-exotic-writer:

[inspired by this]

“actually… i just miss you.”

“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

“and then everything just disappears.”

“and where do i go?”

“anyone could tell from here.”

“are you finishing that or…?”

“are you stupid or stupid?”

“anything, just call me, okay?”

“bitch better have my money.”

“bro… that’s so… not cool…”

“but did you do it?”

“call me now. it’s urgent.”

“can’t you listen to me?”

“cross that. don’t answer that.”

“don’t even think about it.”

“don’t you dare walk away.”

“do it. i dare you.”

“did you think i forgot?”

“eventually… you just move on.”

“even if you still do.”

“everything will fall into place.”

“fight me, you attractive stranger.”

“for once, i need you.”

“for once… i was right.”

“for once… i was wrong.”

“forget i even asked you.”

“forget it. you fucking suck.”

“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”

“fuck off. i mean it.”

“give and take. that’s life.”

“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”

“have you lost your mind?”

“hello? it’s me. i was-”

“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”

“here’s a glass of whatever.”

“how about a hug, hm?”

“how about you make me?”

“i haven’t forgot you yet.”

“i can’t be around you.”

“i don’t need you, really.”

“i don’t need this now.”

“is this your first time?”

“it’s just a cut, really.”

“it wasn’t me, i swear!”

“i said i love you.”

“just don’t fuck it up.”

“just… come back alive, okay?”

“just make sure you’ve eaten.”

“kick his ass for me.”

“killed him? wait, what, literally?”

“life really sucks. feel better.”

“letting go hurts… a lot.”

“let me live, will you?”

“no, i don’t need you.”

“nothing can hurt me now.”

“nothing matters anymore to me.”

“okay it was me… so?”

“people lie all the time.”

“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”

“please, you can’t die now.”

“please don’t leave me alone.”

“quiet. they can hear us.”

“quick! give me your phone!”

“quicker, you freaking piece of-”

“quit it or i’ll bite.”

“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”

“really? do i look stupid?”

“real smooth, tripping over air.”

“rise and shine, sweet thing.”

“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

“seriously? give me a break.”

“so… what are we now?”

“so… did you miss me?”

“so… can we go eat?”

“so… when’s the next flight?”

“so… how did everything go?”

“sometimes, i wish you died.”

“so what? you did it.”

“time passes slower without you.”

“then what do you suggest?”

“the fuck? who are you?”

“then you tell me why.”

“this is not working out.”

“this isn’t what i wanted.”

“this is all a fucking disaster.”

“when did it all happen?”

“who knew you’d be here?”

“why do i even bother?”

“why do i love you?”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you’re just… so, so stupid.”

“you can’t be here now.”

“you look like an accident.”

“you really need to go.”

“you know who to call.”

“zero fucks given. next please.”

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⚔ (queenguxnevere)

                  @queenguxnevere

send⚔ to challenge my muse to a duel! ( X ) EXCEPTING

Agent Blanchefleur was unwrapping her hands from her last work out when her boss appeared next to her. Straightening up Blanche looked towards her boss waiting for an order or a message. “I’d like to challenge you to a fencing match.” was not something Blanche expected Guinevere to say.  “I- Alright. When and where?”

[blxnchefleur-blog]

Blanchefleur gave Guinevere a curt nod and gathered her things. It’s been a while since she last brought out her fencing equipment. She hoped she still had it in her to take on her friend. They were normally a pretty even match when it came to fencing but Blanche has fallen short on practicing. The only two people, excluding Astra, wanting to spar was Caliburn and Bedivere. 

Blanche hoisted her bag over her shoulder and headed towards her office.

[queenguxnevere]

Honestly one of the things that Astra enjoyed was her sparing sessions with Marie-Laure. She didn’t have to be the head of the division for the duration of their matches. With a smile she took out a key out of a hidden compartment of her drawer that opened up her own private training area. It was something that she had build shortly after gaining her title. It made sense as it gave her quick access to all her information if needed without having to make the walk from the training grounds.

Stepping inside the private room, Astra got ready and left the hidden door a bit opened as an invitation for Blanchefleur to step inside once she arrived. She began by stretching out a bit before putting on her equipment.

[blxnchefleur-blog]

“How long have you been throwing up for?” (queenguxnevere)

Blanchefleur wiped her mouth with the towel and didn’t answer for a few moments. She dragged in a rough breath, “’bout an hour. Nothing stays down.” came out gravely. 

[blxnchefleur-blog]

“No…” The older woman dropped her head onto a hand and whined. “Its just a little cold.” Blanchefleur went quiet for  a bit letting her friend tie her hair up.  Suddenly her muscles seized and her body once again tried to empty its contents into the toilet’s bowl. She breathed heavily for a few seconds, “A while ago.”

[queenguxnevere]

“You of all people here should know that saying no to me never really works because I find a way” Astra said as she once again ran her hand gently down her friend’s back as she threw up into the bowl once more. “You probably haven’t slept much, have definitely not eaten anything and haven’t taken anything to help this ‘cold’ that you have, which does not look like a simple cold to me” With her other hand she reached into her pocket taking out her phone and sending a quick message. “and well if you are not willing to go to the medical wing, I am bringing them to you. They will be here in a bit.”

[blxnchefleur-blog]

This is him ;{| CLOSED |}

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Marie-Laure tore her gaze away from the stone towards her friend. Her heart ached for her son. His bright face, brown curls and joyous laughter that always cheered her up. 

Giving Astra’s hand another tight squeeze the woman’s gaze moved back towards the grave stone. “It was my mistake, therefore I am at fault.” The redhead shook her head at her friends words. Instinctively protecting her loved one. “Percival couldn’t have known. He- he wouldn’t have known.” The memory of the act was constantly looping in her head. Her thumb and the tips of her fingers rubbed together on her free hand, a phantom warmth had covered her hand. 

“It’s an impossibility for it to not have been my fault. And, I have to live with that.” She sniffled and tilted her head to a side. “You would have loved him. He was just about as bullheaded as you get sometimes.”

[queenguxnevere]

“You are too stubborn for your own good Marie, but know this. You weren’t the only one at fault. No matter what you think or what anyone else believe, I will always know you are not the only one at fault” Her voice soft as she gave her friend’s hand a small squeeze. “As mother’s we do everything to protect our children...but it doesn’t always work the way we would have liked.” 

Silence filled the air for a moment as Astra looked up at the bright sky before looking back down at her friend when her voice broke the silence. “I am sure I would have loved to have had him around” Silence once more as Astra determined the right way to word her question. “You don’t need to answer if you don’t feel like it Marie, but is that why you are so attached to Hayden? She has some of the same characteristics that you and Percival mentioned about Matthieu”

[blxnchefleur-blog]

“How long have you been throwing up for?” (queenguxnevere)

Blanchefleur wiped her mouth with the towel and didn’t answer for a few moments. She dragged in a rough breath, “’bout an hour. Nothing stays down.” came out gravely. 

[blxnchefleur-blog]

Blanche spit into the toilet bowl and groaned. “What if I’d rather not?” She was whining like a newbee and she knew it. “Medical wont do anything besides tell me to sleep more and drink fluids.” 

[queenguxnevere]

“Well if you rather not, I am pulling rank and giving the order because you are sick you should get some medical help and medication because you are sick” Guinevere said reaching for a hair tie at the sink and pulling Blanchefleur’s hair back. “And yes you should sleep when was the last time you did?”

[blxnchefleur-blog]

This is him ;{| CLOSED |}

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Marie-Laure gave the hand a tight squeeze as she whispered a few more apologies to the grave. She sat down on the grass, facing the grave. Marie figured Astra would have some knowledge of what had happened and who the grave belonged too. The incident report wasn’t very thick or descriptive; its writer wanted to be respectful. 

Marie sat silently as she stared at her sons grave for a little while, holding her friends hand. Her free hand plucked the grass and she spoke, “It was such a stupid move, Astra. I should have known better.” Her usually well hidden accent revealed its self in her words. 

“I should have seen the signs… I should have watched my surroundings.” Its been years this kind of wound never heals. “They were there! The more I think, the more I remember, the more I should have known.” 

[queenguxnevere]

Astra remained silent for a few moments giving Marie-Laure that space she needed at the moment and showing respect to her child. Her mind almost blank as she held her friend’s hand. Only thinking that she really has no way to fully understand the pain that Marie and Percival went through when they lost Mathieu. 

“There is always something that we wish we could have done differently once its done” Astra said gently kneeling down next to her in front of the grave. “Don’t take all the blame, you weren’t the only one that missed it Marie”

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Insult someone my muse cares about