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@illiumflower​ said: 👀 ( joker and jolly let's goooooooooooooooo ) || for my muse to say a comment about yours, while mine thinks your muse isn’t around to hear

“I want him out of the cockpit,” is what Jolly said, a little louder than she’d intended, considering she is talking to Dr. Chakwas in the Combat Information Center, instead of the med bay. I need him out of the cockpit, is what Jolly meant to say, but didn’t quite know how to articulate without raising even more questions about the nature of the relationship between her and the pilot. 

The last few months have been rough on everyone, but the Normandy crew, in particular, seems to be taking blow after blow, while having to carry the entire galaxy’s fate on their shoulders. Joker is, of course, no exception from this. Jolly was the one to deliver the news about his sister, and since then, they’ve had no spare moment to breathe and slow down. Unlike most of his co-workers, Joker is practically glued to his post and impossible to persuade to take a day off and fully process what is happening, hence why Jolly had to resort to issuing official orders left and right.

“He’s in no state to be at the helm right now,” she adds, a stern frown emphasizing her words. “Do whatever you have to do.”

In truth, it pains the Commander to say this. To act like her worry lies with Joker’s skills and ability to focus on their missions after receiving such devastating personal news. When the reality is that she worries this is affecting Joker more than he wants to let on and forcing himself to work is a poorly-adjusted coping mechanism. She’s seen it before plenty of times, in herself and other soldiers-- it comes with this line of work, after all-- but she’s hardly ever seen positive results. 

She doesn’t want to lose Joker; selfishly first, for the good of the crew second. And if this means forcing him out of the bridge... so be it. 

[aworldofyou]

   HAZEL HAWKE, for @illiumflower rebloggable for storm <3

[kaaras-adaar]

@illiumflower​ / Merrill cont x 

“Oh, I’ll be alright!” Merrill quickly tried to reassure the Inquisitor, shaking her head and offering Kaaras a kind smile. “I’m used to going shoeless, really! It feels odd when I do have shoes on, actually... though I’ve never had to travel in snow quite as much as we do.” She paused. “... I’ll get a pair of boots to be safe. Thank you for caring, Kaaras.”

Kaaras had never understood how the Dalish went without shoes. As a child, he had hardly had anything fancy himself, his parents had been too poor for solid boots and the like. Socks had been sowed when his mother had the chance of some left over wool from the rams, but they still weren’t boots or shoes. He understood how cold feet could get, not to mention the worry of things like frostbite. 

Even his thick, qunari skin suffered in the snow. 

“I wouldn’t want you getting frostbite.” He looked down to her leggings, where her feet were only partially covered. “I’ve noticed many Dalish don’t wear shoes. I’m assuming you have some kind of natural resistance to the elements?” His assumption was more of a question than anything, though. 

“Uh... I hope that’s not offensive. I’m just curious is all.” 

[fatexbound]

@illiumflower​ asked: ​ ❝ do you smell that? that’s the smell of freedom. ❞ ( from ren to ann or ryuji perhaps? )

THE    FIVE    SENSES     /      SENTENCE    STARTERS | Accepting

“Yeah, I know what you mean! We’re finally free from exams and we can do anything we want!” Ann’s big smile indicated how relieved she was that a long week of exams had finally ended. She hoped to get a little above average marks this time and not have to lament over her grades later. Now that she saw Ren, she smiled brightly. “Hey, Ren-kun, do you want to hang out with me today? Get some crepes to celebrate maybe?”

[freedomscall-aa]

@illiumflower​ | merrill | inquis!anders sc

❝ Merrill. ❞

A name he hadn’t spoken in nearly three years, slipping past his lips as though he was still familiar with it. To say he was displeased to see her would be a lie, though the way Anders' features hardened once amber eyes regarded the petite woman could have told a different story.

❝ I don't know why but... I always had assumed you went back to Kirkwall in the end. If not for the elves in the alienage, then just for that mirror, I suppose. I can’t imagine you would have left that after spending so much time working on it. ❞

Tone of voice awkward, Anders' body language reflecting a slight hesitance--- speaking of the past ( and of the things left behind as Kirkwall burned, his own dearest possession included ) put him on edge. In the here and now, his fellow mage was ultimately only a reminder of a time where he had been immensely unwell. Where he had spent years upon years, working for a change--- fighting for one, only to feel forced to try to take control of the situation all on his own when all other options had be extinguished. He still didn’t regret it, though he did for a time regret the lives lost. Ironic though, that he who had become so hated for that one moment was now begrudgingly revered--- the face of an organization that historically stood for all that he hated.

❝ When I was told that someone might have useful information for me, I never imagined that it would be you. ❞

[afraidofchange]

@illiumflower liked for a Traynor starter

“Don’t give me that look. I’m sure you’ve got your own hobbies too, Joker.”

Sam’s defensiveness only comes with folding her arms across her chest; she rarely takes a sharp tone to her voice, especially here in the lounge off-duty. “Call it nerdy or whatever you like, but it keeps my senses sharp and it’s fun.”

[lyriumvolk]

@illiumflower -`ღ´- for a starter; Hazel Hawke

A frustrated grunt left him as he tried to read a letter Varric sent him, curse that damned dwarf. He looked to the softer footfalls that ended at his doorway, giving her an agitated look, before calming down, realizing his anger shouldn’t be directed at her, “Need help today?” he hoped so, he could really kick something’s ass right now without a care.

the Elf wadded up the paper and tossed it to the side for now, he wouldn’t meet Hazel’s eyes, however. The broody male wasn’t quite ready to learn reading on his own yet, and this to him was a failure, to have his friend see that was embarrassing.

[chokethelight]

    “--- And i’m telling you that this species is very difficult to kill. You just can’t go in guns blazing with out a plan. You do that and you die, I die - we both just might die.” Did Grant care? Not necessarily, but he wasn’t going to have to deal with a near death experience just because some artificial life form believed that they were invincible. “Our best option would be to wait.”

@illiumflower - hk-47