#sunwalks

[astrophager]

⋆ ⭒ ˚ . ⋆ INTERSTELLAR PROMPTS. HEAVILY ACCEPTING.

"you should come take a look, it's kinda weird." — @sunwalks (daisy).

❛ weird . . . ? ❜

what an ambiguous word. weird good or weird bad ? she’s piqued my interest, that’s for sure : any reputable scientist’s curiosity should be leaping at the word weird. i drop everything and nudge her out of the way — as politely as i can given the excitement of it all.

ryland peeks into the eyepiece of the microscope with deeply growing fascination, turns the focus knobs appropriately to get a real good look at . . . whatever it is daisy has deemed worth a second opinion on. he mumbles to himself, ever the ruminating theorist. ❛ some kind of . . . abstract lifeform. shape not unlike an algae or parasite organism, though no obvious flagellum or nucleus . . . appears to have two further conjoined cells at one end that are circular . . . ? ❜

the intonation is one of utmost perplexity, brow furrowing as he shifts to try and get a better look. it’s almost . . . phallic.

hang on a minute.

in his peripheral vision he sees daisy trying not to laugh, and the jig is up. his excitement deflates like a balloon, transforms quickly into sarcastic annoyance.

❛ oh, ha - ha ! let’s put tiny microscopic genitalia on grace’s slides and not tell him. really, what are we, five ? ❜

[growpained]

ANS. " i've dealt with enough pain over the years. "

either an early morning or a late night; trinity had yet to discern which it was for the patient before her, nearly as cut up as she was nonchalant about it all. " so stitches are just a regular tuesday for you then, huh? " the physician, lucky for the both of them, remained lucid enough to pull out a few jokes in her holster— bedside manner be damned, rarely does something or someone pique her interest enough to pry. @sunwalks was much unlike the usual suspects, with a vague chart that focused on diagnosis rather than context, and a patient whose cards remained in an iron grip. " you might save more money learning how to do these yourself, you know. "

[ragedagainst]

@sunwalks : jyn, can you sit up for me?

" mmhm, no, don' take orders from you, " jyn says -- or tries to, anyway ( she's not quite in the headspace to realize that her words are slurred and incoherent ). something itches on her face, dripping down from her temple ; she reaches up a hand . . . then forces herself to try harder when she realizes that her arm had barely twitched the first time. when her fingers come back red, blurry in her shifting vision, she frowns, confused, before her muddled brain identifies it after a lifetime of practice : blood.

huh. she doesn't remember hitting the wall that hard after the explosion . . . actually, she doesn't really remember hitting the wall at all. tired of straining her neck to look up at vel, she lets it drop back to the floor and winces when she hits -- oh fuck -- yeah, she'd forgotten that there's a wound back there.

what she doesn't understand is why she has to sit up. or move at all, really. they're in the safe house -- she thinks -- so . . . they're safe. " so -- fuck off. " she pauses, closes her eyes. remembers who she's talking to, then adds, " -- vel. "

[woodcries-a]

　　' 𝐈 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖. 𝐈𝐓'𝐒… 𝐍𝐄𝐖. ' mon liked to think she had adjusted quite well to life on yavin, despite how new it was to her. but when her hair had started to get longer than she liked, she had to take it into her own hands. she imagined her hairdresser in coruscant would fall to their knees if they saw it. she toyed with the newly cropped ends, glancing back towards the mirror where she had stood earlier.

　　' it... should be easier to manage now. '

@sunwalks / starter call.

[espurreso]

012.   the rooftop of a very tall building . with kara !

cat leaned against the railing,  arms crossed  &  hair tugged gently by the wind,  eyes fixed on the city glittering far below them.  she wasn’t afraid of heights,  never had been,  but something about standing this close to the edge with kara danvers made her feel unusually …  exposed.  ❝you ever think about how easy it would be to fall from up here?❞ she asked,  voice light but edged with something sharper,  older,  something that had seen too many people tumble — metaphorically or otherwise.  

❝i mean,  one step.  one gust.  one bad decision.   &  that’s it. ❞ she didn’t sound scared.  if anything,  she sounded fascinated.  her fingers tapped lightly on the cool metal,   &  her gaze flicked sideways to kara,  unreadable.  ❝but then again,  some people always seem to land on their feet,  don’t they? like no matter how high the drop is,  gravity just … doesn’t touch them. ❞ her lips curved into the ghost of a smirk,  but her eyes stayed sharp,  searching.  ❝must be nice. ❞

[athicf]

▐║  🐾  ┊  ❝  So,  what?  Are  you  some  kind  of  spy  for  the  government  now?  ❞

@sunwalks ⊱ 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐲 ⊱ s.c.

[awbro]

[ ➶ ] @sunwalks

" walk me through that extraction plan one more time? "

[aliasinvestigate]

@sunwalks called alias investigations.

" let's cool the polyanna bit, sunshine. " spite chews in the grit of her jaw, tensing its flex into her thin-lipped grimace. last night's whiskey throbs between her temples in a cobweb of the unpleasant kind of dread that sands down her patience to too threadbare to tolerate ... this. exasperation hits the backs of her teeth, shoulders hunching into resolve to get through it. " ------ what i do isn't exactly flying, so we're doing a go at your own pace kind of thing or we're not doing it at all. "