Mind over matter.

Sophie, 29, First mate on the Deadly Tide. var sc_project=11768348; var sc_invisible=1; var sc_security="7579754b";

[sophie-dragic]

aoifeflanagan‌:

“Maybe insulin and needles, if you can get them” said Aoife. “Just in case someone shows up needing them.” She’d done her best to keep the insulin cooled on the way over, but didn’t want to take any chances on a royal showing up and needing more than they had available. Then she nodded. “Antibiotics are definitely near the top of the list. I’ve been sterilizing all wounds with whatever I could find, but that’s no guarantee that an infection won’t happen.” Her mind flashed to Nora, who was currently fighting off an illness in the infirmary.

“It does not hurt to try,” Sophie nodded ever so slightly. And, if there was any chance Sophie could put her hands on something like it, Aoife would certainly be the first one to hear about it. She had learned from experience that a lot of times there were items people took for granted, or wouldn’t give them the necessary attention until they actually need them,” she snorted at the thought. Most people really threw all precaution out the window until it became something imperial. “If everything else fails, we should use our supply of liquor. It won’t be a popular measure, but, we do what we can, right?”

[sophie-dragic]

princenaelxdlf‌:

   “I understand and respect your wishes. You need not to explain to me.” the principe remarked with a soft head nod. Nael was obedient when it came down to it, and would only rarely question when needed. Otherwise, he had learned of the lesson that no one truly owed him an explanation. 

   “I will be more than happy to settle in Le Pavillon. I see no reason why I should not.” Sophie was not ready for the leap, which he truly understood and accepted. This was just how things were between them. And really, he would rather have this than have nothing at all. “Not a problem.”

    “And I appreciate it. Even though I’ve been trying to tell you that I would also wish to hear your input on the matter,” Sophie finally punctuated what she had been trying to say all along, though it seemed like he had missed the point. She wasn’t sure what she might have been able to attain from such conversation, though it appeared to only be fair that she tried.

    “I can’t say I disagree with the statement,” she spoke again, and her head moved from side to side in a negative. “Besides, I also believe it’s something that makes perfect sense, after all, we’re talking about sharing a house with people you know and relatives, in opposition to sharing your living quarters with a perfect stranger that you’ve met in less than ideal circumstances.”

[sophie-dragic]

@danielthortoniii

Daniel was walking through, in his own world when he heard a voice that seemed to call out to him. He glanced down at the girl in the hammock and offered a small smile, “yeah that’s frustrating. I hate when that happens”. He wasn’t really one for small talk but he didn’t have anywhere else to be. After a small pause he asked “what’re you reading?”

Lifting her green eyes from the dusty pages of the book she’d been reading, Sophie focused on the man. “Crime and Punishment,” she supplied and marked her page with a piece of origami she had with her. “Are you familiar with the piece?” she wondered. She was aware that it wasn’t going to be the reading choice of most people on the island, however, there was a part of her that always wished to hope.

[sophie-dragic]

 aoifeflanagan‌:

Aoife nodded. “I checked over everything as soon as I got the chance” she said. It had been one of her top priorities, because she wanted to be prepared for any medical situation that might arise. “We could definitely do with some more basic supplies like painkillers and bandages.” There had been plenty of injuries in the ambush, and they’d used up a lot of their first aid staples on that.

Sophie smiled softly at the realization. Few things in this world had the power of pleasing her such as a job well done, and people who took what they did seriously, unlike some she had had the misfortune to cross over the years. “Bandages and painkillers,” the first mate repeated, her pen scratching over the paper as she scribbled the words. “Anything else you feel might be amiss?” she wondered. “And, we’re also attempting to secure some antibiotics, for we know they could come in handy given the new location and the fact that most will still need to get acclimated to the weather and et cetera,” she pointed out. Unfortunately, such resources did not come by as easily as the ones Aoife had mentioned.

[sophie-dragic]

@miles-tulach

It was late at night and Sophie’s mind, as usual, was going in a million different directions at once, so, sleeping wasn’t an option. Instead, the woman grabbed a couple of things and set out a towel by the beach before opening up a bottle of wine. The soft breeze carried out the salty air of the ocean and the brunette finally thought she would attempt to relax.

Watching the stars on the horizon, Sophie heard someone coming her way and turned her head to see Miles approaching. Offering the captain a small smile, she attempted to recall when was the last time they had casually met, and not done it in lieu of something that had to do with work. The first mate couldn’t give an accurate answer for it, it was how she knew it was far too long. “Would you care for some wine?” she wondered, moving the contents of her glass around before she took a sip.

[sophie-dragic]

iwasposeidon‌:

“You aren’t doing anything I wouldn’t have done if the roles were reversed,” he said slowly, if anything, he probably would have been even louder about the matter. He pushed the pillow back and behind his head to prop himself up more. He paused, “Oh?” he echoed quite hollow, his gaze dropping and brow furrowing tightly. He had joked about the matter but the implication of her words bothered him, there was something he wanted to make sure she knew, “I respect you Sophie, I respect you immensely, and I respect the other surgeons. I regret my actions didn’t show that after the ambush, I wasn’t in my most calm and rational,” he shook his head, “But I don’t need an incentive to show it now,” she didn’t need to worry about him further doing something to hamper his recovery, he hadn’t been stubborn just for the sake of being stubborn.

“I’ve fully recovered from the infection and my wounds are healing well,” the graze of a bullet was bandaged on his forearm and the cut from the knife on his hip but otherwise the scrapes had mostly faded, “It’s been about four weeks since the injury to my ribs… the infection was a setback and it probably will take a bit longer to fully heal than normal,” mostly thanks to the less than gentle descend to the infirmary.

“If that’s your way of saying I should be more incisive, then, I’m glad to tell you it’s something I can definitely do,” she stated, and there was an almost sing-song inflection to her voice, making it clear that not only it was something she was capable of doing, but she would also find pleasure in doing so. Sophie watched as he moved through the corner of her eyes, which instantly narrowed at him. “Which I may just have to start straight away,” she was firm. “Are you sure you’re even supposed to be moving around this much right now?” she found herself wondering. Her brain already working out all the things that might be necessary should she have to make arrangements in her schedule to stay for a little while longer. “Which just means you should listen to people who care about you,” Sophie wasn’t being judgmental, she was merely looking out for him. “It’s true what people say: doctors do make the worst patients,” she pointed out.

“And you’re making sure to change the dressings, right? Or to have someone who’s doing that for you…?” She queried because if the answer happened to be negative, she would make sure to oversee that as well. Carefully, she heard all of what he had to say. “Unfortunately, we didn’t have the time to handle several things accordingly or how we might have wished to do them,” she shook her head. “Should we have X-rayed your ribs, I would probably be comparing everything right now, but, I can’t do that,” Sophie shrugged. “Instead, I’m limited to paying you a house call and, bringing you something.”

[sophie-dragic]

aoifeflanagan‌:

Aoife smiled when she saw Sophie. Sophie, like Aoife, was a no-nonsense individual. She didn’t take 100 words to say what could be said in 10. Which Aoife appreciated, since she considered her time valuable.

“Sure” she said. “I have some time to spare.” She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “What do you need to talk about?” She knew supplies were a top priority right now. They’d left the last island in a hurry, and she wasn’t sure how well stocked Isle D’Alessio was.

“That’s amazing,” the brunette offered the surgeon a smile of her own. “I was wondering if you’d like to go over the list of medical supplies you might be in need of, that is, should you already have the chance to go through them,” Sophie pointed out, hitting the back of her pen against the clipboard a couple of times. After food, medical supplies ranked high in the first mate’s priority list, for, the last thing any of them ever needed was to have some kind of emergency without any possible means to treat it. Precautions were, after all, their best chance.

[sophie-dragic]

princenaelxdlf‌:

   Briefly opening his mouth, and then closing it, before Nael weighed his next words carefully. “Not quite those very words.” he explained. As much as he enjoyed the islas for what they had to offer, love was not a word he would dare use to describe them.

   The Argentinean had his query answered, right on point. “Original arrangements, it is.” Sophie clearly preferred to keep him at bay still. Nael would not dare be the soul that ruined that preference, seeing as they functioned better in that way. They lived separate lives, after all, with the only thing binding them together into each other’s orbit being the Tulachs. 

   “I guess there is no point in changing what works for us, si?”

    Sophie found herself nodding. “I thought that perhaps love might convey much stronger feelings towards the location and the situation than you might have originally wished to express,” the brunette pointed out. “I suppose it’s something logical even. Sometimes we just make the best we can with the cards we’ve been dealt, really,” her shoulders drew up and down with a shrug.

    Most of Sophie’s life could be described with that simple sentence. Attempting to make the most out of the circumstances life seemed to have thrown her way. Each day represented a new battle, and the war, well, it might never be over.

    “Contrary to what might be popular belief, I’m not opposed to change,” she said with a few shakes of her head. “However, I believe living under the same roof would alienate the two of us. I’m very particular about my space and I have several habits that probably won’t change so easily. It would take an incredible amount of determination to live with someone like me. So, I’m afraid as long as this isn’t a leap someone might really be willing to take, it’ll just end up being a mistake.”

[sophie-dragic]

Trident Task #14

Items for request

toothbrush

toothpaste

soap

shampoo

razor / shaver

shaving cream

cotton buds

alcohol

pen

paper (or notebook, perhaps?)

a new set of boxers

shirts 

shorts

sweatpants

towel

With thanks, 

Nael x

Sophie saw the note that was slipped underneath her door and had the chance to read it. Some of the requests weren’t ludicrous and felt like things that she might have been able to offer.

Your royal highness Prince Nael of Argentina,

I have received the list with your requests and I must say I took the liberty of crossing out a couple of things. Toiletries such as shampoo, soap and towels will be offered to you regardless. For safety reasons, a razor will not be possible, so, I’ll have to check on the availability of shavers and get back to you on that. As well as the availabilty of the clothing items. I believe I still have your initial list with sizing, so, that should should not represent an issue.

Cordially,

Sophie.

[sophie-dragic]

iwasposeidon‌:

His grip loosened around the hilt of the hunting knife shoved between the mattress and the headboard when he heard her voice. He hadn’t been able to familiarize himself with the new surroundings yet and every unfamiliar sound made him jump, the door opening, Paula moving around in the kitchen, the bird finding a new piece of furniture to destroy, he was painfully aware of all of it. The king sized bed in the middle of the room was littered with books and papers, Eli in the middle of it with one of the pillows covering half of his face. He had wanted to ask Paula to help him drag the mattress to the corner of the room but that had felt like too much.

“I think I’ve tempted your ire enough for one month,” his voice emerged from under the pillow, “Stupid has been banished from this mortal vessel, it does not reside here anymore,” he lifted the pillow to look at her. The bruises had turned yellow and the cuts were healing well, just his beard had gotten a bit out of control, “I’m being good and obedient, doing exactly what the doctor ordered,” which was a whole lot of nothing, may stagnation kill him before a punctured lung will have the chance. 

Sophie could hear the rustling that came from inside. All the more reason for her to wish to have some reassuring on the fact that he might not be up and straining himself doing something he ought not to be doing. Still, her feet moved soundlessly through the floor until she reached the main bedroom of the Maison. Although the brunette had never been there, most of those had a fairly easy layout to navigate and she could easily get her bearings. The door was semi-open and out of sheer courtesy, her knuckles gave it a slight knock before pushing it open. The creaking sound it made as it opened caused Sophie to make a mental note to oil it as soon as possible.

Considering the words, the first mate marched inside. “It is true that you have been testing my patience quite a bit,” the brunette announced with a couple of nods, setting the box she had brought on top of his nightstand, its corners perfectly aligned with the surface before she made her way around the bed and took a seat. “Yet, I’m positive you know that the reason I do it is so that we might be able to avoid moments like this, so, you might not be a fan of what I do, but we cannot deny its effectivity thus far,” she spoke matter-of-factly, raising one forefinger in the air. “Good. Continue that. And, if you behave as you should, maybe there will be something for you afterward,” she suggested. “What’s the full spectrum of your conditions?”

[sophie-dragic]

@aoifeflanagan

Everyone was settling into the new island, a new routine. There was an evident difference in time zones, which obviously made the brunette’s sleeping habits just a little harder to cope with, so, Sophie generally found ways to entertain herself. That ended up translating into several lists of several things. Just anything she could feel useful doing.

“Aoife, may I have a word?” she inquired upon seeing the surgeon, her clipboard waving in her right hand as she held the pen with her left one. “There are a few things and supplies I wanted to go over with you if you happen to have the time...”

[sophie-dragic]

princenaelxdlf‌:

   A shake of his head, as he explained, “Fortunately, I was not. I sailed a lot back in Argentina. Seasickness should and was not a problem for me.” If anything, he mostly kept to himself on-board the ship, being rather introverted in his actions. 

   “I must admit that I will miss the island, but this one,” Nael looked around appreciatively, smiling to himself, before his gaze returned to Sophie, “it is not so bad. We will no doubt learn to love this place just as much.” As long as there was fresh air for them to breathe, then all was well. 

   With that in mind, a question was raised, “Will we keep our original arrangements?” 

    “Which is, beyond a shadow of a doubt, better than the alternative,” Sophie considered, and it was all the harder for her to comprehend the behavior of some people, though she surmised it really was one of those moments one could justify with the statement “to each, their own”.

    The prince’s choice of words piqued the brunette’s curiosity. “Would you sincerely go as far as saying you came to love the Tulach island?” She wondered, unable to establish whether he was being sarcastic or not.

    The question had her thinking, and she lowered her clipboard before moving her head to face him. “I hardly believe you would pounce at the opportunity to live with someone such as myself,” Sophie observed. “Besides, I am to assume that living at Le Pavillon might still offer some semblance of freedom and privacy, notions that would be easily wiped away should I move you to my Maison. I also do not reckon you would enjoy the possibility of a rendezvous with your paramour in my presence,” the brunette explained. Much as she could have benefited from human contact every other time, this was not a route she was inclined to take.

     “Feel free to add your input on the matter.”

[sophie-dragic]

princenaelxdlf‌:

   “I think I did.” he answered promptly, nodding his head timidly at the pirata. Months have passed since Sophie had become his designated captor, and yet, their relations had not changed. They remained civil, and that was that. Nothing more.

   “And you? Being back on the ship must have been a nice change compared to being on land?” Nael asked, allowing small talk.

    Sophie assumed that answer ought to have been good enough. It left room for some hypothesis. “I reckon you were not plagued by seasickness, like some other royals?” she conjectured. She had come across some who had problems during their journey. It wasn’t the kind of thing she would have wished on anyone, however, some were far too stubborn to take advice.

    A small smile spread through her features as she recalled her voyage. “It has indeed,” she stated with a few sharp nods. “With everything considered, I still think this was the best that could have happened to some of us.”

[sophie-dragic]

As Sophie made sure to work on a priorities’ list upon hitting the island, there were a couple of things the brunette had already been able to tick off. She had already found and conversed with the royal under her tutelage, she had already stopped by her new place and unpacked. She had already grabbed supplies she would need over at the warehouse. She had already gone through with her birthday tradition, which meant there was only another thing left for her to do: visit Eli. It had been something the first mate had procrastinated, for she was not sure what could happen when she saw him. Sometimes her actions could be a tad unpredictable.

Still, when she couldn’t avoid it any longer, she threw one of the cupcakes she had baked inside of a box and happened upon his door. Not expecting that he would be in conditions to answer if she’d knocked, she simply made her way inside. “Eli, I hope, for your sake, that you’re not up and doing anything stupid, for if you are, I have no idea what I might end up doing,” the brunette announced, heading over to the bedroom.

@iwasposeidon

[sophie-dragic]

For some, arriving in the new island meant that they were able to stop for a little while and have some rest before dealing with their subsequent task - reaching out for their royals and making sure they knew where to go next. Sophie, however, wasn’t the type of person who procrastinated work, so, the first mate merely took her suitcase to her maison on the North part of the island, before coming back to where people were still disembarking. With a clipboard in hand, she had crafted a to-do list that she was ticking items out of. Locating the Argentinian wasn’t a hard task, and the first mate took decided steps to reach him. “Did you fare well?” she wondered.

@princenaelxdlf

[pariztexas-deactivated20210721]

Who Framed Roger Rabbit (1988) dir. Robert Zemeckis

[sophie-dragic]

aokardos‌:

   ❝I clearly have a death wish, as you can tell.❞ he replied flatly, unwilling to deal with a pirate reprimanding him for his actions. Not like he wasn’t suffering already.

   Fortunately, Andris was positioned and poised facing the ocean, his features away from her direct sight. It was why he rolled his eyes in annoyance, irked by the new presence that seemed to only have arrived to chastise him. 

   ❝I’ll do whatever I want to battle this, thanks.❞ If she was going to make everything worse, then he’d much rather suggest that she leave than try to ‘help’ him.

    The brunette found herself nodding. It was amazing how her acts of kindness could be misconstrued and seen as something else entirely. Yet, she was far too used to people behaving the way the royal had just had, she just took it as a part of human nature.

    “It’s your absolutely your prerogative,” she stated, her shoulders traveling ever so slightly with a shrug. If people wanted to be stubborn and spend their entire voyage making themselves feel worse when she had clearly offered an alternative, well that was their problem.

    “Have fun,” the first mate added as she moved away from the railing and motioned to leave.