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theodore "teddy" amherst. 28. nuclear physicist & occasional paranormal investigator. polyglot.

[livia-fox]

teddyamherst:

Teddy smiled, amiable as ever. As outgoing as he was, he knew when to make his exit. “Have a good night, okay?”

Going against all better judgement, Liv set one small hand on the equally (proportionally?) small table. Trying to catch his attention or call him back - maybe both. Just as quickly, though, she was leaning back, her preternaturally straight spine flush with the back of the chair. “You can’t just be cryptic and then disappear,” she said, a hint whiny.

[teddyamherst-blog]

His eyebrows popped up, and a grin slowly split his angular face. He tried to hide it, not wanting to come off as smug or teasing. "That's my specialty," he informed her, but he did not turn to leave. "I was supposed to be meeting a friend here, but I ended up getting lost. All turned around - I actually ended up on another wharf." He waved a hand vaguely. "I've been following clues for weeks, and thought I'd catch her this time."

[livia-fox]

teddyamherst:

“Oh - no, it wasn’t -” Teddy chuckled, slipping his phone into his pocket. “It wasn’t a joke. Well, maybe it was. A self-depricating joke.”

[teddyamherst-blog]

Teddy smiled, amiable as ever. As outgoing as he was, he knew when to make his exit. "Have a good night, okay?"

[teddyamherst-blog]

“What’s the difference between badluck and being cursed?” Teddy asked, frowning at his phone.

[livia-fox]

Livia impatiently set her own phone down. She felt like a hologram - burning bright, flickering. “I don’t know,” she snapped. “What is the difference between bad luck and being cursed?”

[teddyamherst-blog]

"Oh - no, it wasn't -" Teddy chuckled, slipping his phone into his pocket. "It wasn't a joke. Well, maybe it was. A self-depricating joke."

[teddyamherst-blog]

"What's the difference between badluck and being cursed?" Teddy asked, frowning at his phone.

[teddyamherst-blog]

genevieve-skyes:

“I suppose they do,” she agreed, smiling a little. “Maybe I’ve been ‘brunching’ wrong, but now that I think about it, I never make it to 1 pm brunches because, early bird catches the worm. An hour is a long time to drink nothing but orange juice and champagne,” this she thought out loud. “I’m clearly the worst person ever. That’s why! I’m so sorry.” A laugh escaped her lips based on his reaction. With a shake of her head, Genevieve also gave him an apologetic look. “I think it would. What else is it good for? Shame on the Internet if it couldn’t tell you. Then again, I could always just make it myself, but it’s going to cost you.”

"True," he agreed, smiling, "But no matter how much orange juice you pair with it, I find anything earlier a bit too early to start drinking." Plus, any earlier, and he was hungry again before dinner. Living in Switzerland had meant late dinners; working in the physics department at CERN, tirelessly staring at nuclear molecules, had meant eating when he could. He would cherish his weekend lie-ins and late brunches. "How did we ever get on without it?" he agreed, patting his pockets until he found his phone. "Hm?" He asked, looking up. "Oh, no. That's okay. I'll find the place and have them make it for me," he assured her.

[teddyamherst-blog]

genevieve-skyes:

“Oh, it’s 1 pm. Really?” She glanced up from her phone. Time always escaped her. Where did it go? These days she really had no clue. “Don’t let that stop you. There’s this place, I forget the name - that serves brunch all day. They have peach mango mimosas, the best damn avocado pasta I’ve ever had, and now I’m hungry, great.” Truthfully, the mimosas sounded more appealing than the food. 

Teddy nodded, gravely serious when it comes to brunch. "One pm is a perfectly acceptable brunch hour," he said. "All the best brunches start at, I don't know, noon? One?" Teddy gave her a dramatic frown, shaking his head. "Why - why would you tell me all of that, not knowing its name? That was just cruel." But he couldn't help smiling. "Would the internet know? Because now I want nothing more than avocado pasta and a peach mango mimosa." It was the jet-lag talking, Teddy knew, but it didn't matter in the moment. He was just trying to make it through the day until his sleeping patterns fixed themselves.

[teddyamherst-blog]

livia-fox:

“… It’s eight pm.”

"That's... no, that's not possible, is it? I feel like I've been awake for days."

[teddyamherst-blog]

"I would die for a good drunk brunch right now. What time is it?"

[vikander]

Alicia Vikander attends the 88th Annual Academy Awards nominee luncheon on February 8, 2016 in Beverly Hills, California.

[teddyamherst-blog]

"What's the difference between being cursed and clumsy?"

[xmeliaharrison-blog]

“An old friend as in ‘we were high school mates and lost touch’ or ‘we used to date and now I’m trying to rekindle’? Because the second option can be slightly problematic, given how one goes about doing it.”

[teddyamherst-blog]

“Neither, actually! Old friends as in, ‘she has been my best friend since the day we met, when we were seven.’ We’ve both had to move for work, so we haven’t been in the same place for a long while.”

[sebastianstaan]

- You’re trembling. - That’s because I’m scared.

[dahliaswanson-blog]

She pinched the postcard between her fingers and took it from him. She examined it before handing it back to him and turning on her camera, fiddling with the buttons as she spoke. “Maybe the harbor? It’s a classic shot. I take photos of it all the time. See?” She held up her camera to show him the harbor covered in a thick layer of fog. “Judging by that postcard, it looks like it was taken at sunrise or sunset. It’s kinda hard to tell since the sky’s kinda all blocked out, but…. Switzerland?”

[teddyamherst-blog]

Teddy watched as she messed with her camera, ducking down slightly and raising a hand against the glare to look at the photo that she offered him. "Sure, but she didn't take the photograph, I'm guessing she just bought it. Are there apartments, or ---- I don't know. Theta isn't ---- she isn't going to sit around watching the water all day," he said thoughtfully, falling quiet as he tried to figure out Theta's thinking. He knew her inside and out, but it was still a struggle to keep up with her. "Switzerland," Teddy echoed back to Dahlia, a somewhat confused smile playing at his lips, unsure of what she was getting at.

[avxrykent]

“You know, and they say that flattery doesn’t get you anywhere,” Avery placed a smirk on her features before nodding her head. “I mean, this place is pretty small and mostly everyone knows everyone - but i’m not from here, so that’s probably why I haven’t seen her.”

[teddyamherst-blog]

Teddy laughed. "Nowhere at all. Don't make a liar out of me and end up being a Soviet spy, alright?" He smiled knowingly, nodding as she explained the rules of small towns. "I'm not from here, either. Neither is she ----- but I don't know how long she has been here. Or if she even still is..." he said, becoming aware of the possibility that Theta had already left for the first time, and frowning. Tried to shake it off, throwing the conversation back to the little blonde. "You're from Boston, then? Big difference from there to here."

[avxrykent]

“You know, it’s about time that someone finally recognizes it!” She piped up before nodding her head. “Well, then no - I still haven’t seen her nor do I know who she is.”

[teddyamherst-blog]

"What, you've never heard that before?" Teddy asked, grinning. "It was apparent from the first second I saw you." He shrugged a shoulder. "Not problem ---- even in a town as small as this, you can't know everybody. Thank you, though."

[devynsuttxn-deactivated20210909]

“Okay,” she pointed out towards a couple in the corner of the bar. “I’m gonna bet you ten dollars and two shots that this guy is going to strike out with the girl in a dress. He’s gone up to three girls before her and they all left looking pissed off.”

[teddyamherst-blog]

Teddy looked up from frowning into his - mostly untouched - beer and followed the woman's point, looking at the couple and then back to the woman. A tentative smile came to the corner of his lips. "You don't know what he's saying, though. He could legitimately be saying something offensive, not just something inadverntedly offensive," he offered.

[teddyamherst-blog]

Sunset high and our bodies low Blood rush in the hazy glow My hands, your bones