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♣ ––– ⟨ swandivcs· !
he was, unfortunately, right. the rooftop was one of andi’s favorite spots, but she couldn’t get over how melancholy it made her. cigarette in hand, she walked closer to him ( closer to the edge ) and remembered the firs time she and her sister had sat up here, crying about everything and nothing. she wondered if the other agents had the exact same experience. “ i don’t think i was around for those, ” andi smiles, knowing it must be something important for coyote to give up that information so willingly. “ i’m always in my feelings, so i doubt that a rooftop can make it any better or worse. ” she’s not even lying, andi often found herself with her heart on her sleeve, it was probably why she got along so well with people at mercy who were usually so closed off. “ you okay? ” she finally asks, after the silence that stretched between them got a bit too suffocating.
coyote’s posture didn’t change mainly because it was andi. if it had been anyone else he’d put his chin up but knew it wasn’t worth putting up a front with andi. she’d seen it all with coyote. the cigarette smoke swirled underneath his nose causing it to scrunch. he turned to face her, ❝ really ? i wished you were. maybe you’d be smoking a joint right now and not that death stick. ❞ ---- coyote of all the people wasn’t in the place to dictate what’s healthy ---- ❝ i guess ? i mean, it’s been a while since i’ve done anything here and you know ---- i’m starting to think that they really don’t need me back. ❞
♣ ––– ⟨ vexcd· !
vex scoffed , a smile on pink lips , as she heard her uncle go on about the GOOD OL’ days . she’d come to the rooftop herself for some fresh air , look down from the roof ahead , even in hopes to see lights . “ you’re starting to sound like grandpa . ” her legs took her closer to the edge , pulling her coat closer to her small form . “ grandpa if he was still in his teen angst phase . it’s fine , you know . i come up here to do that sometimes . ”
as vex grew closer to the edge of the rooftop he instinctively stuck out his arm to pose as a human barrier. ❝ if you’re anything like me, you’ll jump & hope wings will enable you to fly. ❞ he joked to coax his genuine care for his niece. coyote scoffed a bit, ❝ i don’t think grandpa ever had a teen angst phase, if we’re being honest here ---- can you step back ? my arm’s getting tired. ❞ slowly he lowered his arm. ❝ yeah ? think about what ? how they didn’t have your favorite doll in stock at the toy store ? ❞ he teased, jokingly.
out of character. i got all the rest of my replies in my drafts <3 but since it’s suuuper late i’m sure only a few of them make sense. i’ve got a short shift tomorrow ( thank jesus ) so i’ll be online & making sure i’m treating you right with replies that aren’t that shitty !!!!
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chelsea had long since been coming to the roof of the building the second she’d started training as an agent. it was relaxing, there was no pressure there, and she could just look around at the boring landscape and breathe. when she walked along the side, she heard a voice and turned to see a familiar figure, smirk flitting across her lips, “back in the stone age you mean?” she teased, though not meaning it in the slightest. “the roof is a good place to vent though, you’re right about that.”
he turned his figure when he heard the comment. coyote laughed sarcastically before playfully rolling his eyes. ❝ ha-ha, jokes on you though because i’m not even that old. ❞ coyote remarked in his defense before looking back at the washington skyline. ❝ i guess that’s something we can agree on. sorry if i beat you to the punch. i can leave if you need a second ? ❞
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joanna hadn’t gone to the rooftop of hq since she could remember. it was a rather spur of the moment decision when she was going up the stairs and saw another agent go up one more flight and her curiosity got the best of her. she nodded as the other agent spoke. “so dude, are you the one who thought a couch would fair well on a city rooftop?” she said, sitting on said couch with a grin.
❝ it was more of a team decision. the lawn chairs make your ass go numb after awhile. ❞ coyote responded while turning his back to the skyline. his hands left his pockets & he opted to cross them against his chest instead. ❝ pretty sure you’ll have to burn your clothes after getting up. god knows what happened on that couch. ❞
the air was crisp & burned against his cheeks. it caused them to flare up in a soft shade of red yet he didn’t mind much. with his hands stuffed into the pockets of his coat he quietly regretted not bringing a pair of gloves with him up here. the rooftop of the hq hosted a great deal of memories. the dirty couch & creaky lawn chairs were proof of that. ❝ i remember i used to steal my dad’s prescription ❞ --- he used air quotes to emphasize prescription --- ❝ & get all the junior agents up here to have a kickback. good times. ❞ he looks down, shakes his head, & finally brings his chin up to look at the guest who decided to join him. ❝ sorry dude, i feel like rooftops are designated locations for being in your feels. ❞
character introduction. coyote winchester. hey everyone i'm petal & it's better late than never with intros, right ? admittedly, the only reason why this took as long as it did was because i forgot by login information & i was too proud to ask tumblr of all the things to help. anyway, here's my dumbass --- bitchass ---- stupidass muse: coyote winchester also known as agent tequila.
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