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low activity & casual effort dispatch oc blog by nika, 26, they/them. rules can be found on @fa1lmech . if you don't want to follow my main blog LIKE THIS post and I'll use your like as a sign you want to interact with this blog. leon kennedy is my oc's faceclaim. this is not a leon rp blog.
ABOUT. HEADCANONS. MEME TAG. OPEN STARTERS.
Just a heads up I'm gonna be behind on like everything for a few weeks because I have started a new job and I've had to redo my whole sleep schedule... Hoping to make some big progress on getting caught up on what I owe closer to April. TY for the love and support ❤️
hi all! just a little update that I have managed to find a new job but I sadly still have to work the last 2 weeks at my current job/the job that is so toxic that it is literally making me ill as confirmed by both my pcp and therapist. I am trying to slowly get back into rp...
I'm going to start by blog hopping and focusing on asks first since those are low stress. then I'll jump into owed threads. I have multiple blogs so this may take a bit.
in the meantime feel free to message me on here or discord if you want to plot/talk.
why are you blue
[ REUNION ]: after spending a considerable length of time apart, the ezra reunites with the vi after saving her life from an immediate and potentially lethal threat.
In some ways he feels like he's seeing a ghost. The last time he saw her she wasn't well. When he found her, when he saved her she was startling pale. Her skin and clothes were so deeply stained with blood that he thought she was wearing a red shirt and bruises had lined her cheek and arms. She was awake but motionless when he found her. He had thought she was a goner despite desperately hoping she wasn't. Ezra stumbles mid stride, his brain and his heart crossing wires as he forgets how to do anything other than look at her. She's here. She's okay. "You look better," he murmurs, voice shaking in anxious anticipation. "I'm glad you're okay."
"𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙨."
"Serves them right. You let your guard down, you perish." /s0larmade >:)))
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It's too early for this nonsense. Waaay to early. At a ripe 7am he got asked to work as a substitute dispatcher for a team he's never worked with before. Working with people can be stressful. Although he knows there's bound to be a few hiccups here and there this is more than just a hiccup. "You put him in the hospital. And the press just recorded you saying that. HR is going to have a field day with this. Not to mention all the property damage that's going to have to be paid for..." With a heavy sigh he rubs a weary hand over his face before continuing to speak. "I know the guy you fought was a douche but beating him up Batman style is not going to help you earn points." He waits a beat before speaking further. It's only when the news reporters climb back in their van that speak again. "If you can't reign it in at least warn me so I can make sure the news isn't all over you. Beating a douchebag more than 'necessary' is only an HR violation if you're caught, after all."
“Aw, I think a pet spider would be cuuute! Would you be okay with it in a little terrarium?” <-The spider is in her hands, I repeat, the spider is in her hands!!! 💜Ophelia has the little guy hidden away in her cupped hands … but she WILL be making it everyone’s problem. “I think it’ll reeeeally like your desk the most.”
It's not uncommon for the SDN to allow employees to bring pets to work. Robert has his dog, he's seen someone with a cat, there's the office fish... The concept of a pet spider is a bit new to him though. "Do I dare ask why you think my desk in particular is so special?" He replies with a soft sigh. "As long as it isn't venmous and you supply everything I'll try it out. No promises on long term placement, though. It is my desk, after all."
The Aussie friend you never asked for! Soz about not borrowing the jacket, she doesn’t have much to her name… but if a mate was super needy, she’d let them borrow it off of her back. It’s an occasional thing, I guess?
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sorry I goofed and rebloged to the wrong blog again! I do want to write ezra more I swear I'm just a sleepy dummy!!
You can replace objects. You can't replace people. Robin is fiercely protective of Robert. His protectiveness of his twin was present before their father's demise and has only increased tenfold since. As Robert recounts his own day's adventures, Robin reaches over and gives his hair a loving ruffle. "Sounds like you've been busy. I don't have any better ideas so let's go with that plan." It's either that or find a way to borrow a pick up truck and Robin doesn't think just anyone would let them borrow a whole car without asking a million questions.
Robert stinks from his scavenging adventure but Robin doesn't care. He lingers near Robert's bubble, ready to comfort should the need arise. "I'll take a look at it. I'm sure it's an easy enough fix," Robin assures him with a tired but nevertheless earnest smile. "Let's eat dinner together after you hose off. I managed to snag something I think you'll like. It's a surprise though so no peaking until you're cleaned up."
the affectionate gesture releases tension he hadn't even known was present⸺ the hills of his shoulders dropping like a puppet with it's strings cut, " . . . yeah, OKAY. " apprehension he had been holding upon hearing robin's own news inadvertently melts away, and he hugs his soiled jacket to his chest.
" see you in five. "
true to his word, robert doesn't take his ' sweet ' time. he showers and uses a bar of soap to essentially STRIP his skin of it's topmost layer, so caked in filth that he feels ten pounds lighter by the time he shuts the water back off. his old clothes go into the hamper, he owns about five outfits that still have their structural integrity and aren't JUST threads. he'll have to visit the laundromat soon⸺ most of the appliances from their home have been stripped for their value and replaced with a shittier, lower-tech version by the realtor. leave it to their late dad to buy THE LATEST HOUSE UPGRADES only to never be around to even use them.
he's still shrugging on a hoodie when he comes back to the kitchen, hair fluffed and standing in a million different directions, " so? " he asks, voice pitched with excitement, " what'd you get for dinner? "
Since there's dad death they've become poor as shit. Chase helps when he can but there's a limit on what he alone can do. Besides Chase is like barely an adult himself. Robin has always considered Chase like long lost older brother or uncle. They could call Chase more but if Chase saw how they were living... He doesn't want Chase to worry about them. After all Chase is a hero and has bigger things to worry about.
Robin wouldn't have believed Robert was taking a quick shower if things were different. Back when their dad was still alive they were all practically fighting over usage of the bathroom. Now there's no competition because they can't afford the water bill of any shower over five minutes. Robert is as quick as he promises to be. Box of fresh and still warm pizza tucked behind his back, he grins a bright and earnest grin for the first time in a long time.
The pizza box he sets down before Robert is small, clearly personal pan sized. They can't afford a larger more sharable pizza. This tiny pizza will only give them twoish slices each but surely some pizza is better than no pizza? "Pizza from Pizza Hut. The best part is that it's still warm!"
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"I'm already not looking forward to this," Robert confesses through clenched teeth. When it comes to injuries related to getting pinned he knows things tend to get worse before they get better. After all the feeling of the weight getting lifted off of you when pinned hurts just as much, if moreso than the initial crush. Still, he's determined not to die here. Thankfully spiderman seems to be in a good position to help him avoid doing just that.
"I appreciate it, thank you." Robert soon adds, taking a few deep breath to steady himself. Spiderman is right, this will hurt but at least he'll make it quick. If he's lucky he won't even get to five before Spiderman gets the debris off of him. "Ten, nine, eight..."
Of the same mind, Miguel waited for his cue. For the last action that will bridge the gap between the man's entrapment and the road towards rescue and recovery. Hearing the count decrement, he had declined to mention that such an exercise was in reality a ruse, something to give the other to do as, on the count of three, Miguel slipped his hands under the rubble, pushing upwards as the crushing weight is transferred into his grasp.
At close proximity, there is nothing to shield his ears from the man's potential cries of agony, not that he minded. With luck, the worse will be over and done with soon as the sound of his own exertions filter into the air, tensed muscle rippling visibly beneath navy hardlight as a final push shoves the crushing wreckage aside, enabling Miguel to move the injured.
"There we go. Now, may I...?" Scoop him up, that was, the choice seemingly obvious. But he still felt it important to ask, first.
"Seven, six, fucking five!" Robert exclaims through gritted teeth as Miguel lifts the last of the rubble off him. He bites down so hard out of pained reflex that he makes the inside of his mouth bleed. Shit that sucks. Hey but it's better than accidentally biting off his own tongue so he'll take it. Miguel works faster than anticipated. Robert thought for sure he'd get to one before he reached him. The quick save is a welcome surprise.
"Please. My legs are kinda fucked right now. Not broken I don't think but fucked enough where standing would suck." He confesses. Even just moving his legs sends waves of pain up and down his body. Yep, nope, not standing or walking anytime soon. Looks like he's gonna get an all expenses paid trip to the hospital. "Thanks, I owe you one."
where's nika? / blog rotation
mon - fri this week: doing asks only on gotham1ght sat & sun: trying to catch up on wr1teroulette mon-fri next week: catching up on fa1lmech & v0idlungnext & b1oodhunt sat & sun: writing on gotham1ght
where's nika? / blog rotation
mon - fri this week: doing asks only on gotham1ght sat & sun: trying to catch up on wr1teroulette mon-fri next week: catching up on fa1lmech & v0idlung next sat & sun: writing on gotham1ght
Unfortunately my plan to write a little tonight was derailed by the fact that I learned from a reliable source that ICE is likely going to raid my workplace within the next week or so. I am an American citizen but that doesn't seem to mean much these days. I will let you know when raids start and mark myself safe so those worrying aren't left in limbo. In the meantime I probably won't write until tomorrow or Friday because I'm extremely scared and am having a hard time focusing.
