#blowtorchbabe

[scientificxmethod]

@blowtorch-babe continued from X

“But I did, I served three years in a diner somewhere in the desert of Iraq, you have to do something to pay for university.” She shrugged, hoping the joke would land.

“Still... Iraq?” Erin asked, looking more confused by the second. “I thought you told me you went to MIT.”

[iwasadogwithsafetylights-blog]

“The color of the nursery? Eh, I don’t care. Whatever you want.” - blowtorch-babe

@blowtorch-babe

Rebecca groaned. “Jillian, it’s your baby too. You should care about the colour of the nursery.” Rebecca said with her hand on the baby bump and one hand on her side. “Sometimes you just act mean.” Rebecca said.

[iwasadogwithsafetylights-blog]

“What did you just call me?” (For Rebecca) -Blowtorch-babe

@blowtorch-babe

“Sexy.”

[iwasadogwithsafetylights-blog]

"Grab!" (For Rebecca) - blowtorch-babe

Send ‘Grab’ for my muses reaction to an unexpected grab of my muses ass | @blowtorch-babe

Dr Gorin was visiting the Ghostbusters and having a chat with Holtzmann. What Rebecca didn’t expect though was for Jillian to unexpectedly grab her ass. “Jillian please don’t do that… Erin and Abby could see.. Even Kevin. We are not alone here.” Gorin said with a blush.

[heartoftheteam-a]

@blowtorch-babe

New York had changed. Though still wild and ever moving, the city seemed so foreign to him now. But, then again, perhaps that was what happened when you simply stopped paying attention to it like Ray had. He had plenty of time to get reconnected with the city now that he spent his time driving people around it. 

Seeing someone heralding his cab, Ray carefully made his through traffic over to them. 

“Hello,” He said, managing a smile as the person opened the door. “Where to?” 

[danielholtzmann-blog]

@blowtorch-babe from here. 

“Oh Daniel, Oh my sweet naive summer child. Of course you shouldn’t be worried about it. Unless you want to be subject to a line of intense questioning by the police.” She laughed, dipping her pinky finger in the blood sample again and popping it in her mouth.

“I’ll give ya a hint, it isn’t murder.”

“Yeah, well, I’m always worried -- about like... everything.” he reminds her. “Especially you, though, in fairness. And I mean, can you blame me? You’re one of the clumsiest people I know and you work with highly volatile materials daily -- I’m kind of surprised I haven’t gone bald from the stress yet.”  He replies, shaking his head and pulling his legs up into his chair with him, chuckling. He examines the sample again, and then turns to his sister. “So, what’s the deal with the blood sample again?”  He lets out a messy noise that sounds like an even mixture of a chortle and a sigh of relief and nods. “Well, thank God for that.”

[iwasadogwithsafetylights-blog]

" I think I'm pregnant." - blowtorch-babe

@blowtorch-babe

“What? Why don’t you take a test then to find out?” Gorin said.

[cataclysmiicx]

( @blowtorch-babe continued from here)

The janitor let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. As carefully as he could, he lowered the engineer back to the floor.

“You’re alive then. Good. Stay still, no sense in injuring yourself further.”

The air around them was hot, fully of plaster and rock dust, and practically thrumming with residual energy. Somewhere overhead, he heard the mass of rubble shift, and the foundations of the building groaned eerily.

“Jillian. I need you to tell me... exactly what you just did to my machine,” Rowan said, very softly, as if raising his voice might bring the rest of the hotel down on top of them. Then again, for all he could be sure of, it might.

“Think quickly and precisely, if you want to live.”