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plotted AU starter for ; ☆.｡.:* @shatteredamn .｡.:*☆

     Tess walked the halls of the base, she, unlike most managed to gain Skull's trust. Though as the days went by she began to realize just how mad this man was, but nonetheless, she stayed. It seemed like she could use him, instead of the other way around. Nodding as she passed the other officers she continued her daily walk of the base. Blue heels clicking on the stone ground, she hated this floor, it scuffed her shoes. Pitty. Sighing she began to notice doors had been opened that shouldn’t have been opened, brow raised she followed the doorways till she noticed a young man who seemed to be quite out of place.

      Odd. She didn’t remember seeing this man around, then again there were so many. Guards, Soldiers, Scientists, Ranking officials and of course Skulls inner circle. But this young man rang no bells. 

     “First day on the job? Or are you spying? Either way, you shouldn’t be here.” She crossed her arms, joking of course, who would be dumb enough to spy on this fully manned base. Unless they were either crazy or wanting to die. “Tell me, who gave you the passcodes to get through those doors, only those with Skulls permission can have those codes.” Blue hues eyed the stranger who stood before her, handsome as he maybe she knew better than to let that distract her. “And you... Frankly, do not seem like the type that would have them, your outfit seems to be all wrong and you look kinda lost.” Tess, unlike most officers around, would rather play with the person than just turn them in. 

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❝ do you mind if we stay like this for a little longer? ❞ ( Ash to IQ )

“I don’t mind.” Today had been such a long day and it was starting to feel a little better. Rock climbing turned into a bust after IQ fell off the wall and landed with a hard “OOF” in front of a lot of people at her usual rock climbing place she went to when it got too cold and icy outside. Safe to say she was humiliated and she was still feeling embarrassed by it hours after the accident. Being in Ash’s arms felt like home and started making her feel like it was okay to fail - even though it absolutely was not in IQ’s mind. Very quietly, Monika whispered under her breath “I love you” and cuddled closer to Ash. 

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　　　　　　　　　Eliza “Ash” Cohen x Monika “IQ” Weiss

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A certain tech wiz named Eun Hye might have received a notification that a certain polish operator was celebrating a birthday today and happened to purchase a bunch of high end korean beauty products for Elżbieta to enjoy. She knocked on the younger Bosak's door saying, "Hey Elly.~ It's Grace! I wanted to wish you happy birthday. I got you a few presents too." Hopefully, she will like Nam's gifts from Face masks to body lotions.

Her birthday was so far the best she’s had so far. Meghan took the time to get up early to make her breakfast and roll some blunts before she woke Ela up for her birthday surprise. She spent most of the day completely baked and was ready to stay that way for the rest of the night. Hearing Grace’s lovely voice brought her joy. “Grace!” She exclaimed, throwing the door wide open. “Come on in!” Ela had a huge grin on her face. She wasn’t expecting gifts of any kind on her birthday seeing as she thought she would have been too old for that by now but the thought of someone actually buying something and putting thought into it like ‘Oh Ela would love this!’ made her extremely happy. Valk was sitting on her couch taking fat rips from Ela’s bong. Often times, Valk would jokingly call Ela a slob for not cleaning her bongs like she’s supposed to but today was her day and Valk was willing to do it for her... again. 

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continuation from @espoireternel‘s ask response here

Bang. Exposure from another angle...that is how it happened. A corner unchecked, such small and careless mistake...almost cost the life of his teammate. The fact that the russian could still breathe was a miracle from God. Bullet hitting the abdomen, blood overflowing, leaving a trail of the injury’s existence. Light blue hues widened, in shock, but followed up by executing the marksman. Without a second thought, arms intertwined, holding the sniper’s body in place for a few mere moments before landing on his knees. 

Jordan watched over the perimeter before making his way to the pair, asking how the transaction occurred. Awful to say the truth, Erik forgot to check a silly doorway, feeling responsible for the situation at hand. Why was he so stupid around Glazkov? Consciously drawing closer to him, looking for reasons to converse  with Timur...To have it affect his line of work as well? The american born operator cursed at himself for being so self conscious around the injured.

“I’ll keep him safe. Go ahead.” Directing the hard breacher to take his position so that he could watchover the russian attacker. Trace nodded in response, carefully moving ahead. From what he learned in the army, Thorn proceeded to attempt to remove clothing around the open abdominal wound while setting Timur on his back, being very careful not to apply any sort of direct pressure it. “Please don’t take this the wrong way. I’ll be quick.” He said in a serious tone, not faltering or stuttering. Surely the incident made this behavior acceptable, but any other content would hint at a more sexual approach. 

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Flower prompt, Gardenia, Eliza to Monika. She got the idea from a certain lord, perhaps.

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Red and white blanket underneath the green grass, a basket filled with an assortment of foods, and hand picked flowers. Monika standing before her secret admirer in awe. How did this happen? …Earlier in the day the electronics detector had begun settling into her new home away from home. Six took into consideration that she had been the only female member accepted into Rainbow among her CTU and gave her a room by herself. Yet, she will be assigned a roommate within the upcoming weeks. Preferably, she would be just fine own her own, yet regulations were regulations. 

Could she be stuck with ‘Ash’ as her roommate? Monika placed a hand on her chest and squeezed gently. Their exchange sounded off rapid heart beats and a flush crepting onto her face. Behind those blacken shades, Cohen looked into her bright green irises as if the Israeli read her entire life story. No one spoke to her the way Eliza did. This must be one of those girl crushes she heard about in high school. Admiration of the same sex common between friends…but they were not yet…

 Monika clutched her shirt one more time before continuing onto what she had been tinkering with. Computer parts purchased at a nearby market that opened only during the weekend. The purpose of the shopping visit was to find acceptable parts to build her new system from scratch. Weiss enjoyed creating her personal items by hand, adding a touch of blue on all her belongings to symbolize they were hers. Finished by sundown was the idea, until attention drew to the doorway greeted by a loud knocking, three to be exact. A rosy pink envelope note slid under the wooden barricade. Not a single word said, but footsteps could be heard heading the other direction.

At first she did not know how to make of situation. Either way, she stood up out of her rolling chair and proceeded to collect the note. The front left blank to her surprise although the back left her in shock…a lip stain! The carrier definitely female. Perhaps this letter could have been meant for another operator? The sender must have gotten the wrong room. Rationally, the best option would be to scan for any names written inside. The worst choice would be to ask around and see who the sender was and embarrass them in the process. What a hassle this was going to be. Sighing softly, she removed the red heart covering the flap opening. Uncovering a regular lined paper inside, red pen used to inscribe the message. ‘meet me by lakeside. 15:00. love, your secret admirer. xoxo.’

Shit. What luck she had. No sender or addressee found. The hour time stated occurred in fifteen minutes and plan b thrown out the window. No other options left except to meet with the anonymous. Weiss needed to be careful as this may lead to being another prank orchestrated by Dominic. That man with makeup on for a joke…yuck. Shaking her head side to side to get rid of such a thought, spraying her gentle perfume on, and taking only the note with her. The female geek tucked the letter in her jeans’ back pocket. Keeping the attire she donned, white t-shirt and baby blue jeans. 

Most of the time given used up on finding her way out of the facility and asking for directions. Once she reached the site, her emerald orbs widened. A picnic…made for her. How did she know? Eliza stood next to the decor. Gosh the german felt so…words could not describe what. Face downcast, unable to look at the FBI SWAT operator in the eye. She wanted to run and hide, but her legs refused to listen to her wish. Her blush spread like a wildfire, beet red, and burned hot. If Cohen noticed hard enough, even the ear poking from her blonde locks exposed the crimson color. Why was all this for her? Oh god. She is walking up her.

Warm hands met redden cheeks, shaking upon contact, words stuck in her throat. She could not muster the courage to utter a single word. Blinking eyes gazed upon aquamarine hues, a flower planted in her hair. Pushing the hand playing with her hair. Oh how Monika wanted to speak…so badly. Beyond embarrassed. If ‘Bandit’ talked Cohen into this joke so help him. She will gladly kick both their asses with much pleasure for teasing with her emotions. Another thought bubble grew, praying that this gesture had real intentions behind it. Please…be genuine.

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continuation from @ferismortem‘s reply here

Jordan revealed his charming signature grin, a rather normal non-verbal response to the more uptight operator. Fully aware of how flippant remarks and actions came to be. Outside of work, the texian trouble maker revealed a more relaxed and playful personality behind those ‘goofy’ goggles. Okay yes...Trace had to act serious on the clock, but that did not mean he had to look the part of much either...which would explain the fashion choice. So long as he did his job, all would be well, and If someone did not like his mannerisms then it works against them. The hard breacher loves his enemies. They add only more fuel to the fire in him. Kiss his ass more, why not?

The ass in question, however, took its place by Mike’s side. Exaggeration made by accenting a graceful seating for a king. Surely, someone in the bar could appreciate the silly gesture. After all, his body always did the talking over stupid words thrown back and forth. “You heard the shit Harry said about the fucking operator party right? I wanted to know what you’re bringing. It better not be some shitty five dollar biscuits and tea.” Laughing at his own joke while raising a hand, ordering a beer, the usual.