#strcys

[yearnstarved]

so far from home to have a stranger call you 'darling' . ( INBOX PROMPT | @strcys )

✧. "WELL. I'VE BEEN TOLD my bedside manners are ass." McCoy sighed as he leaned over to check the records on the nurse's PADD. "And you took a good number of hypos today, so it felt warranted. Back to the question. How're you feeling?"

[clochanam-archive]

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜  theo 👀

" remind me again, who gave you that chair? " she'll put money on it being edwina, honestly. as @strcys paints a layer of lemon-scented ointment over the cut on her forearm, she closes her eyes, shaking her head with a blend of irritation and disappointment. both, regrettably, aimed at herself. " i tried to get a good look. green eyes, one of those twin lines on the left eyebrow... he had a bit of a moustache, white hair, caucasian. oh, left-handed. he was trying to aim at my shoulder, but i had his left wrist caught in the fridge door, so he had to use his right. fecker, i almost had his mask... i have no idea who he was after. " there, in the unspoken anxiety in her gaze, lies the implication. he may have been after ellie. ellie or the kids. it would've been easy to take her out, but she was just collateral. an obstacle in his path to the real target. and after a considerable fight, he just... ran away.

" we should look at the CCTV cameras. sanjay won't mind us looking at his, and they cover most of the main street. "

[quastari]

@strcys asked : "That must have cost a fortune!" for jon x :)

❛❛ it would have, if it weren't for doctor phlox, ❜❜ jon replies with an UPBEAT tone. he had doubts that all the containers of food would even fit in their cargo bay - but the crew had been determined. ❛❛ they were very interested in his palavian leeches. ❜❜

the captain turns to pry open one of the containers, reaching in to pull out a ... vegetable? fruit? or some equivalent to it.

❛❛ i haven't broken the news to chef yet - you know how he gets when people do his SHOPPING for him. i was hoping i could trust that to you ... ❜❜

[clochanam-archive]

@strcys asked: ❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜ ellie 🥹

" where else would i be? " she's not entirely sure what the apartment will look like in the morning. kate and edwina went to a spa retreat for the weekend, and god only knows how anthony will handle cooking for the kids. wyll and laszlo as back-up... she's probably right to feel as distressed as she currently does. the very suggestion of pizza was shot down by the trio, who suddenly seem very wise to the value of nutrition. but it doesn't matter. it's been a long, gruelling day. theo's out like a light in the guest room, and as aisling peels off her jacket, it occurs to her that the exhaustion is mutual.

" come on. budge up. i think it might be safest if we slept through dinner... but at any rate, i'm not leaving your side until we're both rested enough to see what's in front of us. "

[clochanam-archive]

" don't touch her .. " theo will come in clutch for both ellie AND aisling

Send “Don’t touch her/him” to see my muse’s reaction to your muse defending them against a physical threat ( ACCEPTING! )

fear is a strange thing. though, perhaps it isn't fear that threatens to consume her. survival instincts, adrenaline, the knowledge that ellie is a casualty that nobody can survive. all of the above... either way. when she realizes that they've been separated in the blackout, and the armed unit that just tore through the diner with ruthless efficiency is somehow separating her from ellie, it's a natural conclusion. find her. save her. bring her out to safety.

she signals for kate to lead everyone else back to the alleyway. javier has the tattoo parlour open late tonight. they can go there, to safety. she'll catch up, maybe. ellie definitely will. she moves quickly down the hallway, darting nimbly over the squeaky boards, wraps her fingers around the taped handle of a baseball bat, and drops down to a crouch behind the door. when the first of them arrives, it's a swift strike. one to the arm, dropping his gun with a clatter, and a second to his opposite leg. he sinks down like a stone, and she swings the bat once, twice, thrice against the railings, a clanging echo filling the block. by the time back-up surges out and up the stairs, she's already scaled the lattice outside, ducking into the staff room while the remnants of the group try to establish control once more. ellie's on the other side of them, restrained in one of the booths.

she can't let them do whatever happens next. kidnapping ellie is out of the question. and knowing theo... all she needs to do is buy ellie some time. she turns around, spots the matches and magazines, the potted plants, and gets to work. it takes just under a minute. four potted plants, surrounded with damp magazine pages, ablaze and spewing smoke into the diner like there's no tomorrow. the men fumble to find and extinguish the makeshift smoke traps, but she's quicker. years of working here... she's zipped through the group in seconds, steak knife in hand, and manages to sever the ties on ellie's wrists before they have their bearings again. she's two seconds from just bolting out through the door with her, when one of the men lunges.

only... he never makes contact.

because theo has taken full advantage of the smoke to slip in through the kitchen, take down two of the men, and leave just four to take down between them.

" don't touch her. "

she keeps an arm out, side-stepping until herself and ellie are aligned with the door. her gaze never leaves the remaining assailants, unless it's to make sure theo understands what's happening. that ellie needs to get out while the coast is clear. behind her, wyll and joel await ellie, armed and prepared to fight any idiot foolish enough to get in the way.

[clochanam-archive]

📏 + ellie is 5'1" and theo is 6'5" :)

Send me 📏 (ruler) + your muses height and I'll compare them to mine!

" if you're that tall then just go sit on top of the empire state building and QUIT HASSLING ME OVER THE STOOLS! "

[eclipscd]

⤷ ✧ @strcys said, ❝ you're forever assuming the worst. ❞ ( teen!ellie for gibbs 🤣 )

❛ yes. yes, I am. ❜ and all considered, he rather thinks it's justified. see all the things he's seen, even just on american soil, and how can one not assume the worst of humanity? he doesn't though, not really. not always. though, granted, always when it came to any boy within a ten foot vicinity of her. ❛ when it's warranted. and trust me, ellie, it's warranted. ❜

[jennifershepard]

@strcys said: i'm not ready to do this.

Midway through taping (what feels like) the thousandth cardboard box closed, Jenny hears the whispered words. "Oh, Elenore." Abandoning the roll of tape, the redhead stands up and rushes over.

Arms embrace the younger woman. She presses a kiss to the side of her head. "It's perfectly normal to be nervous," she assures in a lilting tone. She surveys the half-packed room.

Up until now, she's done a good job of controlling her emotions around her daughter. Blinking doesn't cast away the tears threatening to fall. "Your room's still going to be here." Her hands run soothing circles over Ellie's back. "I'll still be here," she laughs. "Your father will definitely still be building a boat in his basement!"

She shifts on the bed, tucking her left leg under her right. "You're going to love New Orleans, sweetheart." If she were to ask, Jenny would unpack every single box (with the help of Jethro's team).

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