#* interactions

[agentaltair]

  .  DATE:  april 23rd, 2021   .  LOCATION: black diamond base, cardiff   .  FT: agent dynamo, @daringdynamo​

the familiar sight greeted him like an old friend. the walls remained upright and its halls warmed up by the light seeping through half-drawn curtains, as if the welsh mansion had been unbothered by their absence. but cruz couldn’t say he didn’t feel nostalgia washing over him then. he had retreated off to somewhere quiet, somewhere where the memory of a half-successful mission didn’t snarl at him for the time being. funny how the quiet halls seemed more friendly now, proving the point that he would miss them - and he had, indeed.

   but the sight of victorian furniture and wooden bannisters was nothing in comparison to the sight of an actual familiar face. he hadn’t prepared what to say come time to meet up again with the others. he wished he could’ve mustered something more eloquent upon seeing agent dynamo again, in the flesh. 

   “had a good flight?” hopefully it was easier to go back to setting up and taking out targets than it was to return to small talk. “how much are you willing to bet the month before we’re back out will go by flying?”

[nickarmstrcng]

highdeas starter meme

wxrehunter said: “Tongues are weird.” 

whether it was all the psychoactives finally catching up or the one too many shots of vodka they downed, his mind was already in a haze. allison’s comment out of the blue made him think for a brief moment. “a chunk of meat beating the hell out of everything we eat.“ his words came out in a slur. he leaned back in his seat, exhaling a stream of grey smoke through his nose. “it’s unnecessarily moist, if you ask me.”

[vdelvida]

❛ you can miss something but not want it back. ❜ @rhcttvisscr​

“La verdad es que estoy bastante de acuerdo” asintió gracias a su comentario. “Puedes extrañar muchísimo a alguien pero tienes claro que no te haría bien volver a estar cerca, es sentido común, pensar con la cabeza más que con el corazón” se encogió de hombros, era una conversación interesante. “A eso te referías ¿cierto?” 

[lilacpxtixns-blog]

house call

continued ✖  |  @adopt-a-hybrid

❝ Thank you for agreeing to help. My son is in a difficult position.  ❞

☾   it wasn’t really like her to make house calls, that was just kind of strange to her, but her grandmother always told her to never turn down a job. when the stranger came in to the shop asking for help, she wasn’t exactly sure if she could expect an actual job, or expect to be killed. the words hit her with a strike of confusion. son?? he didn’t look old enough to have a son, but she wasn’t there to judge..  ❝ okay, uhm.. well i guess lead the way..? ❞ her bad slung lazily on her shoulder, packed with the most popular potions that she may have needed to use. here’s to new experiences.

[dg-yunho-blog]

Por mais que ainda tivesse toda a residência e a especialização pela frente ainda, poucas coisas deixavam Yunho tão feliz quanto pensar que tinha terminado a faculdade - e com honras. Finalmente podia encher a boca pra falar que era um médico, formado e diplomado, muito obrigado. As longas horas de estudo e dedicação tinham valido a pena, afinal - e um dos locais que mais frequentara no último ano, a biblioteca, acabara caindo em um leve esquecimento por causa disso. Por isso é que decidiu, naquela tarde, voltar ao local que visitava por puro capricho. Tinha uma biblioteca bem rica (no sentido figurado e no literal, também) na casa da mãe, mas não gostava de ficar sozinho tanto tempo lá dentro. E assim, acabou conhecendo o local onde Eunhye trabalhava, trocando algumas palavras com ela de vez em quando. Entrando ali novamente, ofereceu-lhe um de seus melhores sorrisos, apoiando os cotovelos no balcão e o rosto nas mãos. ㅡ Eunhye-noonim! Hoje eu não vim pedir pra você achar livros de medicina pra mim. Olha só: hoje eu só quero uma recomendação de leitura pra relaxar e passar o tempo. O quão inédito e maravilhoso é isso, huh?

@dg-eunhye

[professorwolfe-blog]

          “You leavin’ already? I didn’t say you had to go... I’m even makin’ breakfast and everything,” he calls out to the person attempting to tip toe out of his apartment. The third person who’d joined their... menage had left in the middle of the night, to which Henry hadn’t taken personal insult to. He was sure he’d be able to get another roll out of the one still sleeping in his bed, but apparently said person had other ideas. He finds them picking up their shoes by the door. “C’mon, love, you don’t gotta go... put your shoes down, take your pants back off and c’mere.” He encourages with a lopsided grin and a cross of his large arms over his chest as he leans against the doorway leading into the kitchen.

[agentaltair]

  .  DATE:  april 2nd, 2020, delta alexi mission aftermath ( flashback )    .  LOCATION: undisclosed location    .  FT: agent cosmos, @agentcosmos​

outside of the times when he was needed at briefings, training, and other planning, cruz had gotten out of the way of everyone else. in his eyes, this was justified -- ‘ put my tears in your bottle ’, that was always more honorable than intruding where he wasn’t meant to. but, in reality, it was mostly a selfish response. he didn’t want to face the crew, not when the blast had come from a hand of their own. and especially not when it had been kraken, out of everyone else.

    cosmos’ case made him uneasy. sure, he’d been pulled out of the rubble with a pulse, but his injuries could’ve been avoided and that was the point. cruz didn’t want to ask or pry, to twist the knife senselessly. avoiding cosmos made him feel like a coward, but maybe -- just maybe -- letting the dust settle was best for the crew. 

    “shouldn’t you be in the hospital still?” there was some concern in his voice, and his brow remained forrowed.