#askirlredfemsniper

[redbluandneutral-blog]

Party Of Three;; (Closed RP w/ ask-irl-red-femsniper & Sebastian-the-shy-medic)

It was always a lonely day whenever Trevor was without his friends, and he was currently sitting there in the kitchen of his base, his head on the table as his swung his feet slightly. He let out a heavy sigh. He sat in his worn and beaten up band t-shirt for The Kinks and his faded and torn jeans, he lacked shoes and only wore mismatched socks on his feet, his mop of hair a mess like always. "Where are they?" He whined, burying his face in his arm and huffing like an impatient child; even though there was really no difference there.

[whatamasshole]

ask-irl-red-femsniper has entered the batting cages

“What up, Snipes? Can I help ya with somethin’?” The Scout asked, looking up at the other. 

[redbritishsniper]

ask-irl-red-femsniper

The door to Natasha’s apartment was opened by a woman somewhere in her early to late thirties. Brunette hair, hazel eyes, and she wore a white blouse, black dress pants and an apron over it. Since when does Natasha own a maid?

She tilted her head at Amelia. “Are you Amelia?”

[network-robin]

"What are you doing under there?" (for Murdock because why not)

‘I’m hiding.’

Don’t bother asking from whom, there was nobody. He just ransacked the supply room for blankets and chairs and was reveling in his loot, gold eyes peeping out at the RED. Scooting forward, the therian makes a motion at Amelia and gives her a toothy grin.

‘C’mon, hide with me.’

[redbluandneutral-blog]

+Ask-irl-red-femsniper

Penelope scratched her nose and sniffled casually. She leaned on her hip and rolled her shoulders -- damn she was really stressed out... "Afternoon, Amy. Wanna grab some coffee?" She smiled; looking forward to bothering her friend again.

[zhat-medic]

"Oi, Medic! It's late! Forget the bloody paperwork an' go to sleep!"

Medic looked up at Amelia. His hair was askew and so were his glasses, his face wasn’t quite so clean-shaven as normal and his eyes were bloodshot. Medic hadn’t properly slept in a while.

“Vhaatt?” he slurred. “Neeiiin, I can get zhis dooone.”

[zhat-medic]

"Oi, Medic, are ya in? I need to talk to ya."

“Amelia!” Medic quietly exclaimed. He’d been mildly startled , but he was relieved to hear her voice regardless. Her talking meant she was still very much alive.

 “Come in, sit! I’m just finishing some routine papervork.” The doctor shuffled the stack of papers on his desk and stuffed them away into a drawer. “Vhat do you need?”

[reinforcedrunner]

Ask-irl-red-femsniper Noticed The Scout!

"Oh!" Joyce looked up from her hands which she had been previously removing her bandages from. She stood up from her chair, resting a bit of her weight on the table to help her stand. "Hola! I'm Joyce! I just transfered here and this is my new permenant base. It's nice to meet you and I'm sure it'll be fun working alongside you." She cheerfully said, a grin complimenting her face. She put her hand out to allow the girl to shake her hand.