#clinical!stein

[marie-the-demon-hammer-a]

@clinicaldissection

Something large was gripping her, that's the first thing Marie noticed as she awoke. As she opened her eye her vision seemed off, but as it focused on the person above her she tried to shuffle away in terror. She wanted to scream, but her voice caught in her throat.

The person above her had a screw through his head and stitching down the left side of his face. He was so close and evidently it was his hands that were on her; she couldn't run if she tried. Blinking at the stranger above her she took a second to breath, instead frowned at the man, terror still coloring her features, but now she was concerned. Clearing her throat she finally found the ability to speak, voice strained.

"Who are you?"

[marie-the-demon-hammer-a]

“Is there a reason why you can’t sleep?”

Someone needs some sleep starters

Jumping Marie turned to look at Stein, having not heard him enter the room. She had been making a pot of coffee and was too tired to care about her surroundings initially. Turning back to the coffee maker she grabbed her mug and started filling it, not caring about adding anything to it tonight.

“I’m behind on paperwork again, and I need to catch up. Plus I’m almost done with my book, and I’m dying to know how it ends.”

[marie-the-demon-hammer-a]

Soul

send me a ‘soul’ and my muse will describe what they think your muse’s soul ‘sounds’ like

“The gentle sound of rain on a window, a low static in the background, the soft hum of electricity, the faintest sounds of winds picking up in the distance; as if waiting for a time to strike...”

[marie-the-demon-hammer-a]

😎

Send me a 😎 and I, the mun, will say something to your muse.

Well while I only know a bit about you; you’re a bit odd but you’re also caring. You’re trying, but don’t over think things sometimes.

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hey, do you want me to kill that guy for you?

KID GORGEOUS SENTENCE STARTERS

The briefest of pauses as Marie thought over Stein’s offer. While she normally would have punched the fellow for catcalling, she wasn’t in the mood for such violence today.

With a shake of her head did she turn to Stein, her grip on his sleeve tightening just slightly. Smiling up at the meister, the blonde tugged him forward again. She wasn’t in the mood to deal with a murder, and just wanted to get back to the lab and relax.

“Not today, he’s just an idiot. If he keeps it up? Maybe.” Stein may not get to be the one to do it however. If the stranger were to do such a thing again and Marie wasn’t in such a nice mood, well he may be found buried in a pile of rubble before Stein could get to him.

[marie-the-demon-hammer-a]

☽ Our muses having no choice but to share a bed.

SEND A SYMBOL FOR…

Our muses to be caught in one of these situational tropes! (These work well for ships, but could be used for all kinds of characters.

It had been a long day of travel and the Demon Weapon was tired. The two had a mission to attend to the next day and they were just about to rest up for then. After the door to their hotel opened Marie headed to the bathroom, intent on changing into her nightgown and getting some sleep as soon as possible.

It wasn’t until she exited the bathroom that she noticed the single bed. Looking to Stein who had already taken a seat on one side, Marie walked to the other. This wasn’t the first time the weapon had been assigned a single bed to a team, yet it would be the first time sleeping with Stein.

With a shake of her head, Marie lay on the bed trying to calm herself, watching the ceiling. This was just part of the mission, nothing serious. Despite telling herself that, when Stein laid down too her soul once filled with emotions. Exhaustion was most prominent; yet anxiety, nerves, uncertainty, worry, even a little fear shown through. No she wasn’t afraid of Stein, Marie was fearful she way hurt him by accident.

Closing her eye the weapon tried to relax. Under all those other emotions however, contentment would peak through. Marie felt happy, secure, even relaxed as she lay there trying to collect herself. After a moment, and reigning in most of the negative emotions, did the blonde look back to Stein. Noticing how he was looking at her, likely watching her soul, a small smile appeared on her features.

“I’m alright, just...” Trailing off, embarrassment tugged at her now. “Not used to sleeping with someone.” The words were soft, but not too much more quiet than usual. Closing her eyes again, Marie once more turned to face the ceiling. It was late and they had an early mission tomorrow, sleep was needed.

[marie-the-demon-hammer-a]

“The city looks different at night.”

Late Night Wanderings Sentence Starters

A nod of agreement as Marie held onto part of Stein’s lab coat sleeve. While she wasn’t scared of being out wandering the streets at night, especially with Stein by her side, she didn’t want to lose him by accident. Sometimes she’d slip too far into thought and lose even Stein, despite his height making him so easy to find.

“It’s nice seeing how calm things can be when it’s so late out.” While Marie had wandered these streets so much when lost, it was nice to be able to wander with someone who knew their way back to their destination.

“Thank you for coming with on this walk, Stein.” The weapon had been needing to get out of the lab, and was relieved when the meister had decided to come along. It seemed they both craved a little time away from the lab and their jobs; even if it was the dead of night, it just added to the atmosphere of Death City.

[marie-the-demon-hammer-a]

“ all i’m saying is that jurassic park could happen ! “

random sentence starters: the third

A shake of her head as Marie tried to dismiss the notion. While it may be an interesting concept, she doubted it could happen. They may have the technology for it, but only to an extent and with extreme risks to begin with.

“I don’t know, the blood needed for such a thing may not work as well in the movies. Like are you sure the blood would even be usable if it’s been in amber for so long? Let alone trying to extract it from such a small body without ruining the sample.”

She needed to stop reading some of Stein’s books; she was going to ruin some series for herself if she tried to apply modern logic to old science.