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[ 📲 : rosie ] i am
[ 📲 : rosie ] though minus points for lack of originality, princess 😉
[ 📲 : rosie ] how may i service you this evening?
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@longl1ve texted luc : are you awake?
[ 📲 : rosie ] i am
[ 📲 : rosie ] though minus points for lack of originality, princess 😉
[ 📲 : rosie ] how may i service you this evening?
@longl1ve plotted !
the inn that they were staying at was second best in comfort only to highgarden itself. but she had stayed in so few a place that maybe this didn't speak for much. the breakfast laid before her was better than they'd had on the road also. perhaps that was due to how close they were to home. mina was sat with the other ladies in waiting, while her mistress slept in. she'd make sure to pack a few things for the road so that no one had to deal with a hungry margaery.
they were halfway through eating when some new people entered the dining area. deep brown doe eyes flicker upwards towards them. the man who entered at the forefront was surely handsome. his icy blue gaze met hers and she averted promptly from it. but, of course, he picks a table near. the other ladies start tittering and hiding behind their glasses of tea. mina is the only one who sits silently, delicately eating her food, all the while very aware of the men gazing at them. it was classic wartime behavior. the men had no time to indulge and the ladies were therefore uncourted. she had never dreamed of that type of life. figuring that beyond when margaery's kindness ( or whimsical nature of picking a bastard girl child to be in her court ) faded, she would likely study some type of medicine and become a nursemaid. or whatever other prospects presented themselves to her.
finally, she grows tired of the gaze prickling her neck, mina turns a bit abruptly in her chair to confront it. ❝ if you have something to say — ❞ only to find that the main man leading the pack of them had not been the one staring so hard. it was some other. ❝ my apologies, i thought ... ❞ well, it was obvious what she was implying. her head dipped, unsure of his station and wanting to show what little courtesy she could while sitting.
flynn eyes the strange woman, taking a few -- well, several -- steps back until his back hits the wall. ❛ i- ❜ what is there to say? hey, lady, i think you got me confused with someone else? not only would he never actually say that, she did get his name, date of birth, embarrassing first kiss, and even more embarrassing first relationship right. she also seemed very sure of herself and was carrying a gun, so maybe, less is more. less doesn't make people annoyed. less doesn't confuse people. less doesn't get him shot in the face in his childhood bedroom.
❛ sure. ❜
noah wyle based starter call. I @longl1ve
@longl1ve said: ❛ i’m afraid of falling in love and getting hurt. ❜ liv for elliot!
in a way it’s funny. they go out every day on the job with the risk of not making it back. they face guns, knives, all types of danger yet they still go out there regardless of the risks. something as simple as heartbreak scaring her? it sounds silly, but elliot knows all too well how damaging lost love can be. he knows he wasn’t the most present husband or father, and realistically he should have seen it coming, but he hadn’t. when kathy left, elliot felt blindsided. he also felt crushed, like his entire world shattered before him. even now he was still picking up the pieces, still hadn’t signed the divorce papers because the idea that such a big part of his life was over? it just felt like signing those papers was the final nail in the coffin. he wasn’t ready to fully lose his family, even if he’d lost them ages ago.
elliot had also started developing feelings for someone else, someone that he really shouldn’t. forming that kind of connection would make him a terrible partner in the field. he would lose the ability to be objective, to focus on things. if he gave into that, he’d hesitate on whether to save the victim or his partner. even a second of hesitation could be fatal, and that was something he was too afraid to deal with. ❝ you know, when i was with kathy, i still had that worry that something would happen to her or my kids because of this job. i still have that fear, and i don’t think it will ever go away. love is such a complex thing, and being afraid of it is completely valid. it’s funny though… we go after some the worst scum on the earth, face the most violent criminals… and we’re more afraid of relationships? aren’t we a pair. ❞
@longl1ve said: how can i help you? liv for elliot!
there wasn’t anything she could do to help him. or maybe a more accurate statement was he didn’t want her to try and help him. elliot sees it as a weakness, he can’t stand the thought of actually needing help. that’s what george had tried to do, had started talking to him and trying to ask those damn questions. he’d been trying to analyze him, and elliot was not interested. cragen had told him to walk, and knowing a lot worse would happen if he didn’t comply, that’s what he did. elliot took off from the precinct and down to a bar not far. there was no alcohol in his drink though, because despite the rising anger he’d felt from having to let the son of a bitch go, he wasn’t willing to walk away from this case yet. he needed a sober mind to keep going.
❝ you know he did it, he brutally tortured those girls and he gets to walk. sometimes the justice system is bullshit, liv. how can a judge say all of that evidence is out? they just let a rapist go free and they don’t even care! ❞ his voice was getting raised again, his hands clenched into tight fists as he tried to bring his anger down. olivia had to understand his frustrations, right? ❝ you know those girls were the same age as maureen? ❞ of course she knew. liv knew every detail about this case just like elliot did. ❝ i can’t stop picturing it being her… and it just… ❞ he trails off with a sigh. it makes him want to find that son of a bitch and kill him, but he knows better than to say that. even if it is to olivia, it could somehow bite him in the ass later and he doesn’t need that on top of everything else.
i'd say somewhere between cottage cat and bookstore cat !!
🐱 MUNDAY MEME; WHAT KIND OF CAT IS THE MUN? 🐱
🌸 The Cottage Cat - Soft vibes only. Forest-core. Bakes bread, wears oversized jumpers, and is emotionally devastating in threads. / 📚 The Bookstore Cat - Wise and chill. Knows your muse’s trauma before you do. Would live in a coffee-scented library if they could.
Ohh, interesting! Thank you! 🥺
it’s nobody’s business but ours. marlowe for lassie! @longl1ve
"yes, but you don't know spencer like i do. he'll make it his business, and then i won't stop hearing about it for a month."