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chicango​:

if there was one thing that sylvie was confident about it was that she was good at her job, but chicago was a challenge. exactly the reason she had moved in the first place. that was only part of the thrill that she had been after, though. “someone messed with the hot water tank, it’s not big deal. it’ll be fixed soon,” she said optimistically as she finished her count and climbed back into the truck to put the box away. she couldn’t hide her smile when she looked over her shoulder in gabby’s direction. a good fit. just what she wanted to hear. but what are you into was a dreaded question and her expression momentarily dropped. “er- a lot of things?” the trouble was that she wasn’t really into anything. she’d spent the better part of the last year just going home to her fiancé and doing nothing. she wasn’t someone who went out often, she never had been. there was the second part of the thrill she sought. she liked gabby and stella - aside from that, the women of the firehouse really ought to stick together, right? “i’d love to, yeah,” she agreed. “where is there to go around here? i haven’t really had the chance to explore yet.” 

“Brett.” She stopped what she was doing, throwing a look over at the blonde. “Are you saying you don’t have any hot water?” Seemingly something that would come with the apartment. “Well, how soon is soon?” She seemed far more relaxed about it than Gabby might have been, but the brunette did really value her hot showers. With a shake of her head, Gabby turned her attention back to the pack in front of her, a light chuckle ripping through her. “If soon doesn’t end up being soon, you know I’ve got a spare room if you need it.” That damn room in her apartment she hadn’t been able to reliably fill. But that was another issue for another time. “You’re killing me with all the details over here.” A lot of things wasn’t very specific, but Gabby laughed it off, passing a box up to her in the ambo. “Kidd and I will gladly be your guides.” Gabby started thinking of bars and other places to go out in her head, but one particular place kept invading her thoughts. Damn Hermann. “Okay, on the subject of places to go...do you want to know a secret?” She had been dying to pitch the idea to someone outside of their threesome. “Hermann, Otis, and I put a bid up to buy this bar a few blocks down.”

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rvnstheworld​:

‘‘Why would I be giving you grief?’‘ John asked as he sat on the stool next to her. ‘‘I think I’ve seen you around. You’re the state’s attorney right?’‘ He offered her a smile as he ordered himself a drink after a long day. ‘‘You okay? I’m John Adebayo, one of the detectives around here.’’

She’d assumed that was what most of the intelligence unit enjoyed doing. Giving her grief. She wasn’t on all of their good sides, but perhaps she was starting to be a little quick to jumping to that conclusion. “Sorry.” She said, pressing her lips together as she forced a faint smile. “Long day in court. Not my best.” And she was truly her own worst critic. “Assistant State’s Attorney, if we’re being technical. Not that I mind the promotion.” Alex chuckled, leaning against the table. “Yeah, John. You’re in Voight’s unit.” She thought it best to act like she hadn’t read up on all of them before she started working there. Alex paused for a moment, taking a sip of her drink. “How is that? Working for Voight, I mean.” 

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chicango​:

kelly smirked, of course not denying that there was a certain skip in his step. he liked to win. he rolled his shoulder back, from a subconscious thought to make sure his arm still worked like it was supposed to. the pain was starting to bother him again, but he ignored it for now in favour of grabbing the coffee pot. “only if you’re taking it as a challenge.” once it was brewed, he poured her a coffee and slid it across the counter. “i’d like to see you try and run a drill.” although it couldn’t be said that he could do her job half as well either. he poured himself a cup and shoved the pot back in its place. “but i’m fine, thanks for asking.”

Gabby was satisfied, still getting first crack at the coffee pot. That was a win in itself, even if he had technically beaten her there. She slide the coffee mug the rest of the way toward her, lifting it with one hand as she eyed Kelly. “I watch you all run those drills every day. You think I couldn’t do it?” She asked, raising an eyebrow. Sure she hadn’t trained for such a thing like they had, but she was pretty strong. She could get through it...right? Obviously the doubt was there in her mind, looming just as it had for months since she considered applying to the academy. “If it’s a real challenge, then say it Severide. What are you willing to bet for it?” She took a sip of her coffee, adding a quick nod to his insistence. “Good. I know you wouldn’t be dumb enough to goout there unless you were.” Gabby said, laughing it off. 

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hurtsharder​:

“You don’t have to explain to me you stealing Otis’s chips. We all steal his chips.” Shay shrugged. “You would be lost without me. Extremely lost. I would have to find someone to watch over you.” Smirking at her friend as they walked towards the doors. “Same old, same old. Nothing new over here. Not yet, although he did bring someone over and was very loud.”  

Gabby tilted her head. “I know. I’m telling you so you’ll back me up when he starts complaining.” Oh Otis. She loved him, sure, but didn’t mind torturing him. Even just a little bit. “Hey! Don’t forget who’s in charge here!” She pointed over at the blonde, throwing a playful glance in her direction. Gabby shuddered, rolling her shoulders back. “One thing I never needed to hear about--Severide’s sex life.” It was something she never thought she would need to say. She had just hoped by some blessing, that part of his life would stay far way from her. Gabby let there be a brief moment of silence, debating in her head whether or not to bring it up. Not that she was known for minding her own business. “Hey, Severide. He’s all good, right? I...thought I saw something the other day... he said it was nothing, but...” 

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( OPEN STARTER. ) ↪ anyone 

Was she up for company? Debatable. A crappy day in court had set her up for quite the moody evening. Drinking alone in a bar, trying to figure out what the hell she was doing didn’t scream talk to me! On the other hand, it did scream depressing, so maybe she shouldn’t be so quick to shoo someone off. “If you’re here to give me grief, it’s not the night, alright? If you’re here to drink...” Well, she would leave that one open, nodding towards the stool.

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hurtsharder​:

Open Starter 

Kim needed to drink after the long day at work. Going to the bar she walked in and ordered herself a drink. Making herself right at home at a table as she waited for her drink to be done. Grabbing the beer from the bartender she took a few sips and noticed someone walking up to her. “Hey.” She smiled.

Gin in hand, Alex felt like she could dive straight first into a vat of the liquor of she had the chance. The ultimate way to drown her sorrows. She would never admit it if anyone asked, but the stress was sure as hell getting to her. Bouncing between intelligence and the state’s attorney’s office made her feel like the unluckiest ping pong ball in the world. So the last thing she needed was the creep invading her personal space at the bar. How many times could you tell someone to back off? And lord knew she wasn’t subtle. Alex had finally had enough, pushing herself off the bar stool. She thought about just leaving, but the thought of him trying to follow her made her skin crawl. Spotting a familiar, although not necessarily friendly, face, Alex thought maybe safety in number was her best bet. “Hey...” She said, making her way over to where Kim was. “Listen, I know I’m probably not your favorite person in the world, but this loser over there will not leave me alone. Would you mind if I hung out over here until he catches a clue?” She paused, nodding her head at the beer. “I’ll even grab your first round.”

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respondcrs​:

Benjamin’s eyes narrowed in suspicion as he waited for what Gabby might have. He’d seen enough tricks in the various firehouses he’d worked at in the city to know that there was always room for some doubt. “Oh Dawson. You might just be an angel this morning.” His face immediately relaxed, grin tugging at the corner of his lips at the promise of some sweet being dropped off as a gesture of thanks. Those goods always tasted better than when one of the firefighters brought them in - maybe it was that extra ingredient of gratitude. “What do we have? Donuts? Or a good old fashioned apple danish?” He was already peering as if it was going to get him any closer to having first dibs. “Make sure they get the box last because everything will be gone before they pass it on. It’s not often I get first pick.”

Gabby squinted, but a playful look remained on her face. “What the hell, just this morning? You’ve got a lot to learn, Morgan.” She shook her head, pursing her lips as she pushed the box a little more towards the center of the table. “Definitely donuts.” She said, glancing over the contents of the pastry box. “Ah, apple danish kind of guy? Alright...” Her eyes scanned over for something that might resemble what he was looking for. “This one looks like it could be what you’re looking for, but no guarantees.” She set her eyes on a coffee/cinnamon roll type treat, plucking it from the box. Something had her instinctively looking around again, as if another member of the firehouse was going to catch them in the act. The act being eating pastries...so scandalous. “Already on it. I may have informed a select few of the existence of this box. But no ratting me out.” She pointed a finger in his direction. She took this covert mission very seriously. There was some glaze stuck to her thumb which Gabby promptly removed as she glanced back over in his direction. “So how’s the life as a lieutenant? Boden have you drowning in paperwork?” 

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dispatcherwebby​:

It was the thing about their jobs, someone had to be in trouble for them to work and in a way, that sucked. But at least they were there to help and they were there to save lives. “I know what you mean, I feel like it would be great to go a day without having to go save someone, it would be a good sign.” Ryder shook his head. “I overcame it, with help. And in the end that’s all that matters. And I’m proud of it, my story. I literally went through hell and came back, stronger I like to think.” He said with a smile. Ryder let out a laugh, shaking his head. “Did I really make that much of an impression? I mean, it was my really bad jokes, wasn’t it?” he titled his head to the side. “Ambu 61? You’re Leslie’s partner then, uh? It’s nice to meet you. I’m Ryder, Ryder Webber but everyone calls me Webby.” 

“Agreed.” Gabby said with a nod. “Restore a little faith in humanity.” Not that she was without any, but their jobs were tough. They saw some rough stuff, both things that people could do to themselves and to others. She wouldn’t mind seeing a little less of it if she were being honest. Gabby smiled. “Good for you. That’s great. You deserve to be proud of it. Not many people can say they walked through hell and made it through.” The way he talked about it made Gabby believe him...he did seem really proud of whatever it was that he had overcome. It was heartwarming to hear that from anyone. “Definitely. You hear one voice over and over again and it starts to stick with you...yeah, alright. The jokes didn’t hurt either.” Gabby added with a chuckle. “Yup, it’s me and Shay. It’s cool to finally put a face to a voice.” She extended her hand. “It’s nice to finally meet you.” 

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enriqueayla​:

Closed starter: @rescvers​​​

Where: A bar with a pool table

“I hope you’re not like the last guy. I’m pretty sure he’ll be banned for life for chucking not one but three balls at the wall. I imagine being a sore loser with some anger management issues is like pouring gasoline on an open flame.” One bad mixture of combustion basically. “Or at least try to warn me so I know what to expect?” The male was quick to add as he chuckled softly. However, the earlier antics of the person he was describing was definitely not amusing at the time. Unless you were into that sort of thing which he was not.

Alex wouldn’t have typically thought of herself as the playing pool in a bar kind of person, but she had caught herself watching a couple rounds, and then suddenly she was edging toward the table. Maybe it was because she knew she could give them a run for her money, this being a game she had historically been skilled at...not that they might expect her to be. She chuckled, grabbing the cue. “I think we’ll be okay. The only place I expect those things to go are into the pockets.” She turned the corner on the table, nodding toward it to indicate she was going next. Alex leaned forward, lining the cue stick up with the white ball. After a few moments balancing herself and lining up the shot, she hit the white ball, syncing one of the balls into a side pocket. Alex straightened, a small twitch of her eyebrow as she looked back over at him. “I’d say you can expect more of that. Does that work for you?” 

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chicango​:

kelly shook his head, maybe speeding up his walk a little to make sure that he was the first one to reach the coffee pot. although caffeine wasn’t the first thing on his mind, but when he looked over his shoulder to search for shay, he couldn’t see her anywhere. one pursuit at a time. at the question his brow furrowed. “you sure you’re seeing things right?” crap. he thought he’d managed to hide that momentary lapse. obviously not as well as he thought. “he was a big dude, cut me some slack. i got him, didn’t i? i’d like to see you try.” he walked into the break room with his eyes focused on the coffee pot waiting to be filled.

“Don’t think I didn’t notice that little pep in your step.” She said almost immediately, finger pointing in Kelly’s direction. It was hard to get one by on Gabby Dawson. A small breath escaped her, a playful eye-roll accompanying it. “Uh yeah, I’ve got 20-20, come on!” Gabby had only noted it because it seemed out of the ordinary. She couldn’t really recall seeing Kelly struggle before. Not that she’d point that out to him exactly. It would probably only inflate his ego. “Is that a challenge?” She cocked an eyebrow, angling her head towards him. “I already know I’m tough. I just didn’t realize I was probably tougher than you.” Gabby let out a laugh. 

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respondcrs​:

“He and Laura can meet up with us later.” Erin said with a grin - she wasn’t about to wait around if she could help it, not when she could do with a drink more than she could do with hanging around outside. “How does Lottie’s sound?” She asked, head cocking in the direction of the bar. “Rough one for us all, huh? Hopefully the laundromat was the worst part of your day.”

“Oh, yeah. There’s no waiting for those two.” Gabby had made that mistake before. The two of them plus the kids? There was often a lot of coordination needing to happen. Her head bobbed side to side, eventually turning into a nod. “Lottie’s works.” She wasn’t obsessed with Lottie’s. It was an alright bar and all, but sometimes their clientele just didn’t fit what she was looking for. If there was a bar for first responders, for example, that would be a place she could get behind on a regular basis. “Wasn’t too bad. Most of our other calls turned out alright. I would appreciate people using their brains a little more, though.” She light out an amused breath. “What about you? From what Antonio tells me, they keep you all pretty busy up there.”

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hurtsharder​:

“Yeah, definitely a busy day.” She shook her head but every day was busy or maybe that was just the stress in her talking. Most days were pretty rough and everyone kept saying it would get better but she wasn’t sure when that would happen. It hadn’t happened yet. “They treat me well… it’s not my cup of tea.” 

Gabby nodded, a little laugh escaping her. Just looking at Sarah, it felt like she could feel the stress sometimes radiating off of her. "Let’s get you a drink.” She raised her hand to get the attention of someone, turning back to Reese. “What do you mean? Med? Or being a doctor?” Finding that out prior to med school would probably be preferable, but better late than never? Gabby wasn’t sure. “You having second thoughts?” 

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hurtsharder​:

“Of course she will call again.” They always had those people who called multiple times and for nothing. It was frustrating. Shay finished parking the rig at the station and looked over at Gabby. “I’m sure we can make some sandwiches. It’s not the end of the world. I’ll even make you one as long as you don’t bite off my head.” She pointed at Gabby as she got out of the ambo. 

Okay, it wasn’t the end of the world, but Gabby had so been looking forward to something other than sandwiches. “Fine...but I’m stealing some of Otis’s chips.” She said, feigning exasperation. Her head tilted in the other’s direction. “Just what would I do without you.” An amused breath escaped her, pushing her door open so she could hop out of the ambulance, closing the door behind her. Her hands found her pockets as he made her way toward the front of the vehicle, heading toward the inside of the house. “What’s been up with you? Severide annoying the hell out of you yet?” No matter how long they’d live together, she felt it was a fair question to ask.

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chicango​:

her cheeks flushed pink from her almost-accident, but she got over it quickly and jumped down from the back of the ambulance. thankfully, without injury. sylvie could only give a solemn not of understanding at the mention of their co-worker in the kitchen. “say no more.” she had been there just long enough to understand a lot of little quirks of the firehouse heirarchy, although there were more surprises every day. she welcomed the question with a small, encouraging smile. “i’m getting there i think. as soon as the water in my apartment’s fixed i’ll be even better.” she moved to pull out a box to count what they had. “but yeah, no. i like it here.”

Gabby chuckled, grabbing a box from the back of the rig. “Chicago’s got a unique pace.” She could only assume it was different than what Sylvie had been used to before her movie. But the blonde had honestly kept up. It had impressed Gabby. Her brow furrowed, handing some supplies over to her counterpart. “Why, what’s up with the water in your apartment?” Running water was obviously something that would be very hard to live without. “Good. If it matters, I think you’re a good fit around here.” And Gabby had seen some awful paramedics come through here. Practically unbearable. She would do everything she could to hang on to the good ones. “What kind of stuff are you into when we’re not on shift? Kidd and I were talking about going out some night if you’d be interested.”

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chicango​:

calls like the laundromat were always hard, but kelly had gotten pretty good at detaching himself from the scenario and just doing his job. what he was more focused on the pot of coffee that was waiting in the break room. he’d just gotten changed out of his gear and was in the process of slipping his shoes back on. a throwaway complaint about the madness of the morning that had started just after shift began. “i’ll be a whole lot better when i get some coffee in me.” he tilted his head like it was an invitation towards the break room. 

Gabby stuffed her hands into the pockets of her jacket, nodding a few times as she walked closely behind Kelly. “If you think you’re getting first dibs, you are sadly mistaken, Severide.” If there was going to be a freshly brewed bot of coffee, she would surely be getting her hands on it first. “Hey, what was the deal with you at the scene earlier, anyway? Seemed like that guy was practically dragging you down. You getting out of shape?”  She asked with a smirk. 

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swxhlstd-md​:

“There’s a Girl Scout that lives across the hall from me and she got me for another 3 boxes of Thin Mints. That’s ten boxes now. I think she just wants to see me in an early grave. You think I could get away with paying my malpractice insurance with cookies?” Will stretched out in his seat, staring at the green box in front of him on the table.

Alex tapped her pen against the table in front of her, trying to suppress a chuckle when he revealed the final number. “Ten? Are you trying to tell me you’ve been swindled by an eight-year-old?” She looked down with a smile, shaking her head at the idea. Although, Alex might have been susceptible to such things herself if a girl scout had lived in such close proximity. “I would have at least expected you to mix it up with some Samoas.” Just for the sake of variety, of course. “Well, I can’t say I don’t understand the temptation. They always hit up my grocery store this time of year. It’s a real test of willpower. But I’m doubting the insurance adjusters have enough of a sweet tooth to let it slide.” 

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hailsuptonhq​:

It was the truth, the blonde truly did live off of coffee. She had too, with this job and the weird hours Hailey needed it. When she was out cold, she was out cold and the blonde always had a hard time waking up right away, but over time her body had gotten used to it. Smiling softly at the brunette, she nodded “I’m glad it did!” Having  another cup of coffee might do Hailey some good, and then blonde smiled softly “No I haven’t. I have been undercover for a year though so I do get the hectic schedule.” She told the paramedic and Hailey took a deep breath, but then laughed a little. She didn’t realize Gabby was Antonio’s sister until Burgess had said something about it a while ago. “Antonio’s been grate.” And honestly he has been, being new to the team, Antonio was one of the first people she met and had talked too along with Halstead and Lindsay but the young detective soon became known with everyone. Not many of them knew her though and that was the thing, not many of them knew who she was and Hailey was surprised when Gabby took notice that Des was her brother.“Oh grate, the coffee at the district isn’t the best.” She said honestly and started to walk out of the hospital, and into the front where the food truck was. Ordering two cups of fresh hot coffee, Hailey handed one to Gabby and then nodded “Yeah no. I um, I’m from Robbery-Homicide, so something like this but I just got back from being under for a year and I kind of forgot about all these cases.”

Undercover for a year. Ouch. Gabby nodded, not having a full understanding of what that was like, but knowing bits and pieces from her experiences with Antonio. “Yeah, that’s gotta be tough.” Gabby knew she couldn’t imagine a year of her life spent as someone else. Or even somewhere else. “How’s it been moving into intelligence. From what I hear, it can be intense.” That wasn’t really a secret, was it? Plus, Gabby had more than just Antonio’s word to go off of at this point. She gave a light chuckle, agreeing with a brief nod. “51 isn’t too bad, but it always depends on who makes it.” Some of her coworkers still didn’t understand the best grounds-to-water ratio. She reached out for the cup, giving Hailey a thanks. The smell of the coffee reached her immediately, providing a comforting warmth. “Still in an adjustment period, huh?”