#klein-klaus

[dreamsofandroidsndrones]

@klein-klaus

Tessa being nervous yet excited is nothing too new. Nervous as in she barely left her home back in the swamplands, let alone interacted with other people besides parents and staff. The excitement is for having some actual freedom to peruse her passion and not be looked down on it or worse.

Thoooough, here is the bit there the young woman got locked up, staring past the gated compound fence towards the two color coded buildings in the distance. Biting her lips, faintly scarred fingertips fiddle with one of the long cluster of dark hair, idly twisting as her pervious bravery is now met with uncertainty.

[crossbowblu]

@klein-klaus

Tired, tired, and more tired. And hot. Not cold enough around here to be hauling boxes up on boxes of medical supplies out of the back of a borrowed van and into the bay. What John needed with so many bags of saline solution is purely a mystery unless the larger man is up to his shinanigans again. Or just punishing Clovis for peacing out on shipment days and making himself scarce..... Among other things. Probably that since said BLU took off to run more errands. Well .. at least it's not so bad, he might be by himself but no one really bothered to come by the bay often.

[pushspacetocontinue]

What cleaning product do you swear by?

"This, this UK based cleaning stuff called, well, The, The Pink Stuff. It, it ships to, to the, to the States," Russell says, "I, I won't lie, I, I thought it was, it was gonna be bullshit but, but it's surprisingly really good for, for cleaning ab-about the, the apartment."

[manncosfinestidiots]

"Give me Three good reasons why I shouldn't shoot you right where you stand!" the order is barked, as always with the Soldier. He Holds up two fingers as he talks, as if showing the good doctor just how serious he is about the number he gave.

He's in Klaus' personal space, and with a scowl plastered on his features, he continues speaking"You are on RED blooded American soil, son, and I'll be damned if you start any funny business!"

@klein-klaus

[thoseblusox]

@klein-klaus

When the good Doctor hadn't returned out of respawn, Eli knew right away that something wasn't right-- Desperately wanting to believe in anything other than he had simply vanished into the void. The first few days were spent staking that small space with just the small off chance he'd suddenly fizzle into reality. Eventually, the BLU was taken from the room by force. 

The team were down their Medic and by the end of the first week were already hurting for a replacement; with Elliot the only other remaining capable member until a more suitable one could be drafted in. Swallowing down her emotions, the first two weeks were a rough transition between taking on an entire team worth of injuries, monitoring her own training, keeping a relationship and struggling with losing another precious friend. Another memory for the album.

The first month finished with a breakdown. Someone had moved Klaus' mug from his preserved desk, moved it without telling her and thusly caused a severe meltdown of emotion once it was returned.

Month two began by continuing to refuse acceptance, during a surgery with Soldier to try and remove part of his shovel that had gotten lodged in his abdomen, he began blabbering about the missing BLU but Eli couldn't hear, didn't want to hear-- No, shut up, of course he was coming back, this wasn't like before. Klaus was different! He was efficient and understanding, his commitment was there... with them... as a team. The Soldier lost a lot of blood.

Sleepless eyes could barely focus by the end of month three, still no replacement and still no sign of him. Yet his Med-bay would be ready, just as he left it, the desk in pristine condition, beds set up neatly with only the memory of Eli's muffled screaming into the pillows hours after a failed battle. She had her own desk now, set up directly opposite his but filled with nothing but a pot of pens and old coffee mugs. For now, she'd passed cleanout over her latest journal entry. '...I hope he'll be proud.' 

[fraulinekritzkrieg]

🌵 = a disliked canon character in my fandom

I am not even sure what to write here. I don’t fully understand if I should be talking about what I think of the character? Is it what I like about them? What I hate? I am sorry, this is not you, but how this meme is formulated.

[itsvinzenzdarling]

[x] @klein-klaus

“Such an unusual and hilarious circumstance, dear doctor, wouldn’t you agree?” Called the vampire from within, as he sat on a broken chair that had no backrest. His arms were folded over his midsection, while his leg crossed and draped over the other, appearing like he had been expecting him. In a way, he was. In this storm, one had to seek shelter, for the location they were at was too far from their respective bases. So, they had to share a space until it passes, or at least until it’s not as dangerous as right now.

Vinzenz knew that Klaus didn’t like him, but that was an awful thing for the BLU Medic. If he knew that someone didn’t like him for whatever reason, he used it against them to get under their skin. He loved seeing them flustered and unsure of what to do with him, and Klaus was an easy target for him. If he didn’t always frown when he was around him, he might consider him attractive.

[blooddrinkingbartender]

@klein-klaus

“...anyway you’re lucky to have a guy like him.”

Klaus looked over his shoulder to the only person he knew. Lucky to have a guy like Bill? It felt like a curse whenever he was in Bill’s presence.

Klaus was about to correct whoever he was talking to, but that person had left. Leaving him alone with Bill. And with any luck, Bill didn’t hear any part of that conversation.

Bill had to wipe a red tear away from his eye once he had finished laughing at that statement.

It was a shame that the person was gone; he would have definitely had something witty to say about that.

“Lucky to have me, I guess that would be true,” Bill said, grinning. His shoulders were still shaking a little bit, “Oh my god, that was just... that’s made my night, that has, considering how much we hate each other. How could they think that of all things?”