#summersanchezlives

[wickrick-blog]

♠  remember me?

@summersanchezlives continue from here x

The Citadel is busier than usual and he hates the crowding, wishes he could pull out his pistol and lay the bastards to bloody rest by the thousands.

To say that he has a bad day would be an understatement.

John finally reaches his destination - the courtroom, where he is being tasked with “Taking care” of a defendant, which brings up more questions than he would like to address and he absolutely despises the Council of Ricks for being so vague about it.

Is he supposed to kill the defendant? Babysit them? Brush their hair and read them a bedtime story!? John is a man of focus and direct product, he doesn’t stalk his victims, he comes, he kills, he gets paid.

All of his frustration regarding a stressful day and his issues with the Council’s questionable authority seeps out when he enters the defendant’s cell and finally sees who he is to “Take care” of, which brings out a new type of frustration, a sort of happy and yet sad excitement.

“I know you.”

[miami-morty]

There's a woman in a red hood and a black bandage standing nearby, wringing her hands nervously. For all intents and purposes, she hasn't seen Mimi since around the time Meg died; Summer's very different, and very afraid... of herself. Especially around the people she loves most. Finally, she can't stand it anymore. Summer draws the red hood off of her head, revealing a ginger ponytail with a white stripe of hair hanging over her temple. "Mimi?"

Mimi turns on her heel, recognizing Summer’s voice instantly. She doesn’t say anything, just flings herself into Summer’s arms and starts sobbing. “WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN HERMANA!??!?!?!”

[diabolrick]

did you mean what you said.

Completely.

[eldritchwreckage-blog]

"I have my beautiful smile."

“Summer, I can’t eat that.” 

[the-citadel-of-ricks-blog]

They've evacuated many of the Mortys in the orphanage, unfortunately, but there are still some older ones huddled with their Rick caretakers in a back storage room. She blows the door and stands in the opening, both blasters in her hands. The red lights and alarms blare behind her.

A Rick looks up at her, then crawls in front of her on his knees. “Please, not the younglings!”

[evil-mortimer]

"Drink some water, next time," Summer suggests gently, with a sad smile. She remembers meeting Mortimer, and how difficult it was to get the IV into him.

He sputters, a bit exasperated. “B-But I did!!!!” He then goes on to explain that he had done everything she had told him to do the next time after the IV fiasco, gesturing with his hands as he talked. Mortimer remembers that day as vividly as the other.

[wabbalabbadingdong-blog]

(So like I’ve been meaning to finish this for a while and i finally have so yeh)

Rick cocks a side of his brow at her, intrigued.

@summersanchezlives

[fae-rick]

"My Rick would kill me for asking this, but do you have the means to resurrect someone?"

“Resurrect, sure. Retain past memories, ambitions, or general uh...spirit, that’s-- y-y’know, that’s a different beastie.”