#dig301

[epiphanydrling]

𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋 𝐋𝐄𝐄:  𝙳𝙸𝙶 𝟹𝟶𝟷

{𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚃.}

Narrowed eyes followed the AI and for a moment she looked at the drink in which was offered to her; of course she knew what she liked. A tut upon her lips and she took the bottle, only to set it aside. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Annabel - it was quite the opposite. Audrey had remembered Melanie pitching the idea to her, she had called her crazy but had supported such notion, regardless of how nonsensical it had been at the time...but it was time shared together, and Annabel REMINDED her of that time.  

“You said that last time.” Reaching for a glass she finally poured a quarter of the contents out -- sure the alcohol was for the customers, but who cared these days, besides the Night Car was closed for set up for tonight’s event. “Has she run out of materials to update you or something?” Audrey felt a TIGHTENING in her stomach at the way she spoke, guilt but for some reason, whatever transpired between them, she couldn’t quite muster up her usual politeness. 

“Why are you here anyway?”

/ @dig301​

[gottdeswill]

[managone]

"no i'm serious, why are you laughing?"

↳ I CAN’T REMEMBER THE MEME ( @dig301 )

❝ N-NO REASON ? ❞ she managed out between shortened breaths from fits of laughter and giggling while tucking her smartphone back into her jeans rear pocket after watching an amusing video. Gwen hadn’t meant to ignore her but in the midst of scrolling through social media absentmindedly she stumbled across a rather hilarious video featuring a cat.  Everyone knew Gwen was weak for cats. Clearing her throat she stood straight and gave her full attention.  ❝ I’m sorry, that was really rude of me, what were you saying ? ❞

[intcable]

@dig301 sent  :   " i got a bad feeling about this... " for kirk or andre?

       He considers it a curse that despite his ability to see most of the possible outcomes from a situation, no matter good or bad, he continues to remain idealistic. It’s unfair for those people who places their trusts on him when he couldn’t deliver – but how can he not be hopeful? They’re so close. So, so close.   “ I know, but I need you to trust me. Will you? ”

THE FORCE AWAKENS PROMPTS   /   still accepting!

[0fbalance]

@dig301​ ASKED:  “If I keep going, maybe I’ll find something interesting.”

It’s a good mindset and he can’t entirely fault it—especially considering it was one he let guide him for the most part. Still, the cautionary traveler in him nagged to say something.

 “Or you could find something super interesting but, like, in the bad way. So...maybe proceed with a mix of blind adventure and careful consideration?” 

[ahsterism-aa]

@dig301​ asked: "‘anything i could do to help?’ " for karen?” // therapy/talking about trauma/post trauma starters

“I’M AFRAID NOT.” Stiff shake of her head, the android faces the counterpart AI, synthetic brows drawn in worry ( almost real, despite artificiality ). Karen’s primary objective, providing assistance to Spider-Man, is always consistent as her main concern, and from the events she witnesses through the lenses of the suit ( constantly connected, even in the relatively new body, she still functions perfectly as an A.I. ), the latest fight hasn’t been progressing well. 

         “I set a route for him, but he neglected to follow it, and I already informed him of the concussion he received. I sent an alert to Mr. Stark, as well.” Most actions require Peter’s permission, however dire situations may call for dire measures. “Unfortunately, I noticed most people here don’t listen to warnings about their own recklessness.”

[pryceism]

INJURY/HURT PROMPTS BC REASONS Annabel Lee | @dig301​ - “you’re hurt because of me. the least i can do is fix it.”

          A disconcerted huff arises but is soon followed by a pained grimace, bespectacled eyes lowering over a brightly coloured banner and adjoining pole which lay strewn on the ground, its proudly emblazoned logo ‘ UC☼D ’ tarnished with the impact. While its state is moderately of concern, Wesley’s attention is firmly on the small chest he had been carrying ( a resource being delivered from LA for the Chosen One ) now lying on its side, fingertips gingerly trailing over the edges and clasp to ascertain whether there’s any damage. There are heavy indentations present, a deepened sigh expelled from the man given how careful he had been over the course of the journey only to fall foul at the final hurdle.

                    Gradually standing with the item in hand and a flimsy map of the campus, the former Watcher stretches his lofty frame with a wince from a sharp ache in his shoulder, looking to the woman who had been at the centre of the accidental collision. The college corridor bustles with students passing by and paying the pair very little regard, a means of self-deprecation setting in from the brunet. “Not to worry - my fault, I’m sure. If anything, my disoriented state probably didn’t help matters...”