#cod screech

[screecher-call]

This is a vampire Au, set in Old londen. OPEN RP))

warning: sexism,

The air felt heavier then normals, more humid. The heavy layer of her skirt dragged on the dirty stones of the path as she marched her way through the alley. She was tired, dead tired. The medical lecture had gone later than expected. Much later, and now the dusk gave way to a bright moon. Its had the same milky white look as the skull on display at the university. The though made her fingertips dig into her palm.

Lorraine was no stranger to the Londen streets; she had grown up on them.

Running with her brother and hiding away with the other girls when the neighbors started yelling about the ruckus their playing caused. But now, she was older, a medical assistant to one of Londen’s best doctors, who would travel around to lecture the next best finest. Maybe in another life, she could have been one of the next best. The thought felt heavy in her stomach like an impossible weight. She would never reach that; she should be grateful just to be in the field as a woman. Grateful she managed to stay in the field.

The sounds of foot steps drew her out of her thoughts.

“Hello?”

[sergeantstefansson]

Slams open his office door

“Zere is a FOOCKING Znake in ze cabinet-”

-screecher

[Icepick startles at the slam of his door, looking up surprisedly as his heart starts to pound in his chest.]

[However, at the news, he relaxes.]

Fuck, Screech..don't do that. What's it look like? Is it big? Is it trying to bite anyone?

[screecher-call]

In my mind

Screech is constantly chasing down Ghost to do his checkups.

He’s suppose to check in with her after missions. Like most people are. Ya know, Just to make sure there’s no infection with scarring or what ever else. BUT this MAN just won’t.

So cue Prices smallest medic (5’2-5’3) marching through the hall pissed off cause now her coffee time is dedicated to hunting down this grown ASS MAN.

Hands slamming down on Prices desk cause it’s been TWO hours, her eyes twitching

“Vere iz he Captain?”

Cause she needs the paperwork done so she can GO HOME.

[screecher-call]

The medical bay has fake flowers, and spring stuff put up. A very happy medic is working at her desk as music plays.

[screecher-call]

*holding a drink*

Zis (this) new round of recruits is a pain in dah ass.

*take a long sip*

[screecher-call]

*screech plops down on the rec room couch, snack in hand. Turning the Tangled Movie on,….in German.*

…vinally…

[screecher-call]

Screech is the kind of person to turn pink the minute she sees a man who's arguably too confident but also sorta stupid in their own way… aka Soap and Graves (yes she suppose to hate him too but HUSH) and I find it funny so HUSH

The minutes she sees graves or Soap

“Oh I’m fucked-“

[screecher-call]

[He stares threateningly at Screech from the back of the designated psych eval room.]

(price forced him in there and locked the door)

*muttering to self*

Das it… I am goink to die

*slowly walking over to table and takes a sit. Clipboard in hand*

let uz get zis done,da?