DIRECTOR ;;

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IF ONLY I COULD SAVE YOU FROM THE PAIN...

indie jesse faden rp blog written by abs. 21+. she / her. SPOILERS FOR NEW GAME IMMINENT. CARRD. MEMES TAG.

AFFILIATED WITH: @candidated > > DYLAN FADEN.

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I have manalan mailla playing on repeat like a lifeline rn, how are y'all doing

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i was eleven years old the first time i saw behind the poster ; they told me i imagined it | i've been trying to pull it down ever since

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Step, step, step, a perfect rhythm.

He'd been concentrating on the sound of their footsteps so as to not think about the device that had caused discomfort between them moments ago. If he could rip it off from his head and somehow magically make Jesse forget about the pain it made her feel, he would do it in a heartbeat. But it was done, and she knew, and he knew she knew...

And he didn't know how to fix it. For now, he would try and avoid it.

Take a step, see the world. Take a step, to the world. Take a step—

Hey, she calls, the touch of her hand against his arm causing him to stop walking, stop thinking. He'd turn to look at her, eyebrows knit. When she points over to the back of his head, he feels a chill run down his neck. Was this about the device again? Though he was bracing for it, he was caught off-guard by the actual question.

"What...?" Dylan's voice trails off, his left hand goes to the knot, touching it with the tip of his finger. Oh, she was right. Standing still for a moment, he eventually turns his head away and starts tilting it down as he was asked. "Is this good enough?"

Beat, a reminder of the steps they had been taking, quiet. It makes him a little nervous. It's a reminder of the last conversation. She can see it, the device is right there. He doesn't like that thought, He has to counter it, eyes closing. "Tight knot, not too tight. Circle, wrap around, knot. Messy, tidy knot. Dylan's knot. Jesse's knot."

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"Yeah, that's enough."

Gentle hands reached up as she tried to see what she was working with, and it was a bit of a mess. It was much too loose to just pull the knot down to the base to secure it. Not surprising with the way he fought, just meant it'd have to be tighter to keep the hold.

She inspected it all while avoiding the quite obvious elephant in the room, staring right back at her with that telltale explosive sticker! Fun.

She immediately set to work on retying it. She reached to the front to pull back any loose strands that fell out. Not too tight, but just enough to get a better hold on it. She paused when she heard him start to chant.

"I'm not mad at you, Dylan." She spoke while going about working through the hair. "It's not your fault. I'm just... worried about you. I'm your sister, I'm allowed." She knew immediately what he was nervous about. Yes, she was mad at the very thing staring back at her in the moment. Him? Okay, she was a little frustrated... for a time. Not anymore. It wasn't his fault. She would have appreciated a heads up ( though she herself didn't know how he would have ), but there were other matters.

She wrapped the hair around her fingers, made a bit of a tidier knot, and tightened it just enough to stay, not enough to be uncomfortable.

"How's that?" She still checked in, lowering her hands. "Feel good?"

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@candidated sent: "Jesse..." Dylan doesn't want to alarm Jesse, he speaks as softly as he can. But he raises his hand, index finger slowly pointing at the service weapon on the desk. It was... spinning? He's not so sure. What the hell was it doing, truly? "Your weapon is malfunctioning and it's distracting me."

A hum left her throat as she heard him speak up, eyes focused on the paper in front of her. When he spoke again, she tore her gaze from the papers to his pointed index finger, and then-

The service weapon, spinning away, and getting faster by the second. She's encountered that neat little trick a few times before. Perhaps Dylan would be surprised, but she wasn't phased.

She knew what that meant.

"The board's pissed, let them simmer. Gonna have a fucking migraine from the way they're gonna scream in my ear." She says, knowing they definitely will not be simmering at all, judging by how the spinning just kept growing in momentum. "Just be happy you didn't get put in this seat after all."

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@candidated sent: 👒 – brushing their hair (he SWEARS he can brush her hair too!)

The day had been rather rough as far as the job normally went. Non-stop paperwork, non-stop Hiss emergences, non-stop we-need-the-director-right-now emergencies, you name it, Jesse had been pulled right into it to fix. As versatile and strong-willed as she can be, that can take a toll. You could see it in her face, in the way she held herself at the end of the day, and in her messy red hair ( the ponytail she kept it in snapped off when she was fighting Hiss earlier, so it is well and truly all over ).

To the point that when Dylan had his usual dreamwalking visit, she was struggling to complete some final paperwork before she could actually call it a day and hang out. She was a bit sorry he had to wait, but alas, the Director's duties never did seem to cease.

She felt a slight tug on her long locks and shifted her gaze upwards- There Dylan was with her hair-brush, mid-brush through rowdy red strands. She could see him pause when she moved to look up at him, but then he kept at it.

Seems it was her turn to have her hair done.

"I'm almost done, just a couple more pages." She spoke up, just incase he was doing this out of boredom. It was then that she looked at her actual hair and noticed just how out of place and unkempt it was, just from what she could see on her shoulders. And so, she let him keep working, even sat back in her chair so the hair could fall over the back of it and make it easier to work with.

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i put jesse's birthday as august 15 bc that's her actor's bday. her bday is next week, what is ur muse getting for the director

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@candidated - random

Jesse had gone quiet a bit as they walked on, clearly deep in her own thoughts, her brain a swirling mess at it always was. She'd calmed down externally, but internally, everything was racing. About the resonance, about that bomb device on Dylan's skull, about what the hell is going on in the world they're from, about the bureau- Everything at once.

And then a glance, meant for that device at first, but her blue eyes then went a bit higher to the top knot. She'd shown him how to do it before she left, and tried to show him how to make it stick. It was a fun memory before everything went to shit, one that made her smile softly, somewhat forgetting the hell in her head and around them.

She noted, then, it was as though the knot wasn't staying too well, based on how lopsided and frilled it looked.

"Hey," She spoke up, reaching a hand up to his arm to get him to stop walking, then pointed her index finger up to the back of his head. "Looks like the knot's coming loose." To that point, she pushed up on it to see that it wasn't holding well. "Tilt your head down, I'll fix it."

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@notloop sent: is there any shitstorm you're not a part of?

Oh, if he only knew.

"Probably not, all things considered." Monotone voice left her with a huff. The stories she could tell from just the 7 years she's been director of the FBC... They had eyes on everything weird, all the time, too many eyes on it all actually- "Once had a guy call us about his singing fish that had the Devil in it. His words."

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Hunched over the desk, Jesse's head rested upon the surface in front of her, her arms barricading her face from the light. Red locks splayed messily over her face, over her arms and somewhat over the desk. She'd fallen asleep at her desk after swearing to herself she just needed to close her eyes for a moment. Despite the uncomfortable position, she looked peaceful, unbothered. The board may have a field day later, but she'd deal with it when that came to pass.

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daredevil: season 2 [2/2].

dialogue prompts from the second season of marvel's daredevil.

i can take care of myself.

my life doesn't stop every time you call.

you're gonna want to stay real still.

how about some fresh coffee?

the best things in life leave you breathless, right?

i haven't seen this scar.

did you find whatever you were looking for?

lie down. get some rest.

the truth gets lost a little too often.

you ever think back to the night we first met?

you trusted me. you gave me hope.

vengeance is not justice.

right or wrong, you can't deny that it works.

how long were you listening?

stop acting like these things just happen to you.

going forward, i will count on you for nothing at all.

enough of the dodgy bullshit. i deserve to know what's going on.

doctors can't help. _____ can.

i'm not gonna lie, this is bad.

you're not gonna die. you hear me?

i've known you to pull through worse.

i can't do this alone.

they all think you're a monster, but i know you're not.

what if this is just me now?

we live on the frontlines, like it or not.

there are things about me you don't know.

when i thought i might lose you, i felt hollow.

why are you so good?

you haven't told _____ yet, have you?

you have no idea what i've protected you from.

you're the only person in this world who believes i'm good.

how does this work? you and me?

this is who i am. do you still want me?

i've known guys like you my whole life.

we have to stop corrupting each other.

i never set an alarm. i never need to.

this place is not where your story ends.

i heard about you. word travels fast around here.

plans change. if you want to survive, you adapt.

i was wrong. that's difficult to admit.

wow. i really have not missed you at all.

you are a lot of bad things, but boring is not one of them.

i've gotten really good at digging up shit people want to keep buried.

i'm good alone. i don't need you.

do me a favor: watch your back.

rules are what separate us from the animals.

i can break you without breaking a single law.

do you need anything? a med eval? maybe a blanket?

my gut is the last thing i can trust. i need facts.

is that a _____ accent i hear?

i don't know how to repay you.

i promise it's going to be better now.

you knew i was coming, huh?

i heard you. three stories down.

you know, the bullet wound will do wonders for your career in hiphop.

you look like hell, you know that?

everything i do just gets undone.

i understand what it's like to be pulled in a hundred different directions at once.

you know the problem with martyrs? the good ones end up dead.

maybe i can't handle this, but i don't want your help.

what's going on with you? what are you holding back?

i'm not yours to protect.

what you consider failure might actually be something else: a new beginning.

it's all over your face. you can't hide that.

the ones that can really hurt you are the ones that get close enough to do it.

you need to get away from this thing. away from me.

i don't take much on faith, these days.

there's a power in surrender. in choosing when your time's up.

show me what you can really do.

get out or get hurt.

you'd rather see me dead than outgrow you.

it's really over, huh?

you stay. i'll go.

stories don't disappear, they change. they become different stories.

i just can't take chances with you anymore.

whatever you're feeling, it's gonna pass.

what do you know about what i'm feeling?

just tell me the truth. i'll help you. i'll help you figure it out.

you do this and i am done. you're dead to me. do you hear me?

prove it. prove you don't need me anymore.

maybe everything they taught you was a lie.

you don't belong to anyone.

they don't get to tell you who you are.

you would trust me, after all i've put you through?

giving up is easy.

you would risk everything for me?

is there any shitstorm you're not a part of?

wherever you run, i run with you.

you hide from yourself. you don't let anyone in.

no one escapes destiny.

does it always hurt that much?

i wanted to say a few words. i don't have any.

i used to love coming here.

you didn't choose this town. it chose you.

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THE DIRECTOR'S TUNES - SPOTIFY PLAYLIST >> a playlist of songs i associate with jesse. c*

TAKE CONTROL >> A rising sense of awe and wonder / A might I see has always been deep within me! / I can feel my inborn power, / I call the shots when it's all finally clear to see!

Weapon of Choice >> What is your weapon of choice? / What's your weapon of choice? / What is your weapon to free us all?

Lótus >> When the walls keep talking / No one's around / Let the words arrive / Keep you alive tonight / Open your eyes so I can see you.

Drag Path >> A drag path etched in thе surface / As evidencе I left there on purpose / A sad sap laying on the surface / Can you find me? / I dug my heels into the gravel / As evidence for you to unravel / A drag path etched in the surface / Can you find me?

Static >> So turn it off 'cause I'm losing my mind / Are the voices and these noises all I can find? / Is it real? Can I keep up the fight? / When the static pushes back and there's nowhere to hide?

Hold on >> I know your world's shakin' / Body and mind's breakin' / Catch yourself, don't fail to the ground / Life is hard when you're losin' / Nothin' easy's worth doing / Save yourself, don't throw in the towel.

CREATURES >> And nothing's ever gonna change (Nothing will change) / 'Cause I ain't gonna run away (I won't run) / There's no need to panic, 'cause you're just as tragic-

Degrees of Separation >> What's it like where you are? / I can't recall I'm too far.

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fuck it im adding to my notes on jesse's combat abilities that the service weapon can, as in concept art, change into a sword for melee combat. its my blog i do what i want.

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let it be known i didn't abandon the sword service weapon idea... i just... shelved it. for a bit.

[langouuuuu]

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@fadcn sent: "....is your brother...okay?" - tim lol

"Perfectly sane for a guy held in captivity for 20 odd years. Why do you ask?"

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Had a STRESSFUL day but I'm here <3 hit the heart if you'd like some memes