#carryburdens

[sorcr-blog]

        she gives him a look before she says anything. a soft sigh escaping her lips, before Bella crossed her arms over her C H E S T. “ what ever it is. no. ”

                                                                                  @carryburdens for lance.   

[wergelds]

                ❛   so, i’m her... REINCARNATED ?   ❜     a pause, before her voice is barely a whisper.     ❛   that’s kinda cool, actually.   ❜

- — @carryburdens !!!

[vladimov-blog]

    ❪   *:･ﾟ✧･: *     ❝   I HAVE BEEN INFORMED there has been various attempts to access personal documents of mine,  natalia.   security will be looking into it,   finding hard-drives  &  IP locations,  understand   ??   i tell you this because i trust you,   i would not like your information to come under compromise.   ❞    suspicion shrouds itself with hopeful REASSURANCE towards secretary,   warming hand reaching outwards to place against her shoulder,   forceful smile blooming.      ❫

*:･ﾟ✧･: * @carryburdens​​ ✨   tasha   ✨

[soldiercn-a]

♦ – ( @carryburdens​ wanted a starter. )

                         Ashley should have at least attempted to sleep before this -- a restful mind makes it a lot easier for him to function. Struggle or not, he managed to make his way through the day. It was no better, nor no worse, than the past week has been. Busy, loud, but routine. It was the last part that kept him in line. He’s a soldier comforted by regimen. The repetition, strangely enough, reminds him that the world is always changing. Sometimes he needs to remember that. Without a chance to change out of his uniform, he sticks out like a sore thumb in the small coffee shop. There’s nothing subtle about camo with a french flag stuck on the side. Luckily a six hundred years or so and four days without sleep left him with little to no regard for staring eyes. Tapping his finger lightly on the counter, he glances over at the person taking place beside him. Social interaction -- jokes -- yeah, that sounds about right.                       ❝ Here I thought camouflage was supposed to disguise you, ❞ he spoke, voice coarse but gentle. There was no smile which reached his face, making the ‘ joke ’ a bit awkward. 

[lieutexant-a-blog]

He recognized the steady beep of the heart monitor, realizing that he was in the hospital. But that led to the question... was he okay? All he remembers was almost dying in the factory fire. Beams were falling down, fire was spreading fast around him. He couldn't get out, knowing that he would die. Shortly after he said his goodbyes to Gabby and 51 he passed out. So how did he make it?  How was he lying here ALIVE in the ICU at Chicago Med? By now his vision was getting better, the blurriness going away after each second that passed. He looked around only to see a figure at the edge of the hospital bed. It was somebody he didn't expect to see. Gabby wasn't there. She was the type of person to be at his side until he woke up. And beyond.Was she okay? He knew that she wasn't in the fire. Was she still mad at him?  If that’s the case he knew that he ruined it with her... again.

                                             “What are you doing here? Where is Gabby?” 

@carryburdens

[kintsukis-a]

            SHE  DOESN’T  REALLY  HAVE  a  good  reason  to  be  stopping  by --- perhaps  it  was  because  she  was  bored,  or  didn’t  want  to  laze  around  at  home  in  the  heat.  either  way,  it’s  the  dog  days  of  summer,  she  has  the  day  off,  and  she’s  going  over  to  see  tony.  nothing  suspicious  about  wanting  to  see  a  friend,  right ??  her  boots  are  toed  off  at  the  door,  a  greeting  thrown  up  to  j.a.r.v.i.s  before  she  starts  towards  the  lab.... or,  you  know,  she  could  just  smack  right  into  the  aforementioned  nerd  on  her  way  to  find  him.  “  ....uh..... surprise ?? “ 

@carryburdens  didn’t  really  ask  for  a  thing,  but  gets  one  anyways.

[vladimov-blog]

         ❪   *:･ﾟ✧･: *   UNEXPECTED,   opposing presence against russian soil   --   family,  despite scenarios placing them as enemies.    surprise flickers warmly through elder form,  despite hardened expression   --   raise of brows  &  stone lines against flesh,  essence of annoyance through evident sarcasm.  ❝   what bring you to the manor,  mister stark  ??   please,   this isn’t invitation for CHRISTMAS supper,  hm  ??   i will have to regretfully decline   &   send you on your way.   ❞   ❫

*:･ﾟ✧･: * @carryburdens​​ ✨   tony   ✨

[vladimov-blog]

      ❪   *:･ﾟ✧･: *     ❝   YOU DO NOT LOOK RUSSIAN.    rugged,  uh   ---  foreigner.   ❞    oh,   how calloused digits wrap against pistol hidden ‘neath wooden desk   /   ready to pull,  FIRE,  if threat presents itself.    ❝   the manor is not place for foreigners or fanatics,   please find your way out the same way you came in.   preferably UNDER ARREST by security.  ❞   ❫

*:･ﾟ✧･: * @carryburdens​​ ✨   damien   ✨