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&. Jade. ❜
“Of course I’m ready to be seen in public with someone as stunning as you.” She took Chell’s hand, kissing it sweetly.
❝ Stop ---------- you’re making me BLUSH. ❞ Teasing & confident, her voice still held a hint of a laugh as she interlocked their fingers together.
&. Gordon. ❜
Gordon’s gaze flicked between her and the hectic battlefield in a clearly panicked manner. He knew he was acting recklessly, he really did. They had guns, so they weren’t unarmed. They could handle themselves, right? No doubt they had been at this longer than him. But the longer he watched, the more the fear they would be killed built up. He could hold his pistol with one hand, he could still help-
–No. He was being irrational.
He managed a small nod. There was a different way to help. Retrieving medkits would let both him and the rebels heal. He could actually fight then. They just had to move quickly. Everything was going to be okay, he just had to comply. But he had been through worse! Why couldn’t he just dive back into battle?
‘ Alright. We- We should move quickly. If you ran out of ammo, they… might not have much left themselves. There’s probably a cache nearby. ‘
Move quickly, and they’ll survive. That was all he could think about. He couldn’t stop himself from continuing to glance at the battle- ready to jump in if there was a sign of struggle. Even if he’d have to get through Chell first.
( Besides, if he did try to use his pistol, the adrenaline that blocked out the pain was also making him shake too much to aim properly. )
Oh, thank god, he was listening to reason. Seeing as her only foreseeable backup had been to resort to violence, to say she was relieved was an understatement. She certainly hadn’t been looking forward to DRAGGING the physicist from the battlefield.
Not to say her worry was completely sated, he was still extremely on edge ( & agitating his injury no doubt ). She reckoned she’d STILL have to force him to take the first medkit, That, at least, was doable.
❝ Ok, lets check over there by those buildings. ❞ A nod was directed forwards, hand GESTURING for Gordon to take the lead. At the moment she had zero confidence that he’d continue on their mission if she wasn’t acting as a barrier between him and the battle.
No matter what he’d already said.
Her eyes SCAN the tree line carefully, painfully aware of the constant gunfire happening behind them. While, for Gordons sake, she had to act as though leaving the rebels didn’t BOTHER her at all -------------- that wasn’t entirely the truth.
&. @lewissiblings // cont.
“Well this is the best way to wake up.”
❝ Yeah?? I’ll have to do it more often then. ❞
&. factcxded ❜
Andy’ll watch as the child inches towards the sphere. “It- It’s a cake core.” He’ll answer, “It- It’s a little broken. It- It’s suppose to say a- a working cake recipe, but- It’s…It’s a little broken.”
He didn’t have the heart to yell at the child, or even to send her away. He didn’t want her to be sad if he sent her away. “Uhm, it’s in sleep mode right now. I- I just turned it to sleep mode. Uh, Miss? Can- Can I ask where your- your uh, guardian is?“
Curiosity draws her to the core, a finger extending to poke at it gently. ❝ My mom’s working in a room over there -- ❞ a VAGUE gesture ❝ -- she said as long as i stay on this floor i can go wherever i want. ❞ Chell was paraphrasing of course, but that was pretty much what she’d been told.
She scrunches her nose slightly, playing with the eye of the sleeping core. ❝ How is it broken?? Did it tell you to put DIRT in the cake or something?? ❞
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Chell. loves. stargazing. Holy crap, she is enchanted by it. It is not only a beautiful reminder of her freedom, but a permanent monument to the beauty of the world & a testament to all the hard work she’s been through to get where she is. She can see the stars, finally.
Think back to the last time you spent the entire day inside, only to go out for a brief minute to, i don’t know, put out the trash. That cool breeze, gorgeous cloudless night, fresh air filling your lungs —– that amazing feeling you get, you know?? Now, times that by like a hundred & fuckin throw it out the window cause thats still not even close to what she feels staring up into the night sky.
Don’t ever get between her & her stars.
HEADCANON : ☆ - stars
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Chell’s the kid, you know the one, that gets to school an hour late still in her pjs with a coffee, & ……. it’s not that she doesn’t remember to get to things on time ( cause honestly she has an excellent memory ) its more that she ——— doesn’t care. like at all. rules are made to be broken, ammirite??
She’s a very spur of the moment person, & plans / schedules are something she neither makes nor sticks to. The only time this rule is ever broken is if someone she’s VERY close to plans something important —— then she might just get off her ass & be punctual.
HEADCANON : ⌚ - schedules
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Chell can not sing or play an instrument to save her life but she LOVES music & will listen for hours without getting bored. She’s very moved by the art & if you play for her / catch her listening, you’ll likely catch an emotional state that is rarely ever brought out in her.
HEADCANONS : ♫ - about music
send a symbol
☂ - headcanon about rainy days
✈ - headcanon about traveling
☼ - headcanon about sunny days
☁ - headcanon about dreams
❄ - headcanon about winter
☆ - headcanon about stars
⌚ - headcanon about schedules
☎ - headcanon about phone calls
✉ - headcanon about letters
✓ - headcanon about friends
✗ - headcanon about enemies
☹ - headcanon about sorrow
☺ - headcanon about happiness
☤ - headcanon about health
✐ - headcanon about writing
✿ - headcanon about plants
♥ - headcanon about love
♫ - headcanon about music
&. Gordon. ❜
@withportals liked this for a lyric based starter
( Song- State of My Head by Shinedown )
He didn’t care that he was wounded. The adrenaline coursing through his veins was preventing him from feeling the pain. He could last longer, long enough to assist the rebels who were being practically slaughtered by the Overwatch units until the two of them had come along. They had guns, yes, but those were nothing compared to the arsenal the physicist carried around.
He had to help.
A frustrated grunt was his mute equivalent of snapping at her: she had found the injury, and now she seemed to be trying to drag him from combat. What was she thinking?! They could deal with him later, right now those rebels needed their help. He broke free of her grip, using his uninjured arm to gesture rapidly; a shake of his head, followed by a sharp cutting motion across his throat. Even if the gestures had been missed, the look in his eyes read his message clearly;
‘ The only way I’m leaving is DEAD. ‘
He gave her a stern glare, before attempting to rush back into battle. They needed their help. Why couldn’t she see that? Bullet wound or not, he was not going to let innocent people die on his watch.
–Not again.
❝ --------------- are you fucking kidding me?? ❞ She doesn’t try for his hand again, but that’s only so she can move between him & the battle, effectively BLOCKING his path. He’s partially hidden within the treeline, but still not enough to her liking. What, does he have a death wish??
Her stance shifts, hand extending in a clear gesture ( STOP ). Don’t think she can’t match your fire Gordon, & you are getting nowhere near that battle until she’s satisfied you aren’t going to kill yourself.
❝ You think you’re any USE to them now?? You can’t even move your goddamn arm, Gordon. I’m out of AMMO, you can’t lift a weapon -- we go back in there we’re both dead, i don’t CARE how good you think you are with that crowbar. ❞ At the moment she couldn’t be more sick of his complex, how he wore his title like a god among men : everything his fault, even the things that clearly weren’t.
A vague gesture was made towards the FIGHT, other hand remaining extended like a barrier in his direction. ❝ Look, they’re holding their own now. If we get out of here, find some medkits ---------- we can bring them back. give them an advantage, & get you back in the fight. That’s how you help, Gordon : cooperation, not throwing yourself into a battle you cant win like a suicidal martyr. ❞
“for once… i was wrong.”
❝ Vi ——————— at the risk of sounding disgustingly cliche : everyone makes mistakes, but you need to stand up & move on because y — we can still fix this. ❞
FIVE WORDS : @floweringinventor
&. Virgil. ❜
There’s another laugh when the other catches on to it not being TRUE, “Very good, very good, you caught me. You’re smarter than SOME of the humans here ALREADY!” He wasn’t saying that as a way to be rude to the scientists, he was just trying to play with the child. “For REAL? Well…” There’s a pause, as if to try to decide whether or not to ACTUALLY tell her, but that was still out of teasing, before actually beginning to tell the TRUTH this time. “Have you heard of something called Wi-Fi?”
Brows furrow, she briefly contemplates saying yes ( a lie : to cover her ignorance ) -------- but the more she THINKS, the more she really wants to know what this ‘wifi’ is. Finally, Chell presses her lips together, shaking her head ever so slightly. ❝ No -------- what’s wifi?? ❞
&. Jade. ❜
Jade pecked her cheek and took Chell’s hair in her hands. “Thank you.”
She lays the book beside her & leans back on the couch, a contented hum her only verbal reply.
“eventually… you just move on.”
❝ unless you don’t - unless you CAN’T. Sometimes you need to hold onto something even if it hurts, even if it tears you apart, because moving on means letting go, & some things ——– you shouldn’t EVER let go. ❞
FIVE WORDS : @floweringinventor
“it’s just a cut, really.”
❝ ——————— & this is just gauze, really. ❞ She ignores the protest, continuing to wrap Violets arm. ❝ Hold still, you’re making it WORSE every time you move. ❞
FIVE WORDS : @floweringinventor
&. Fact. ❜
Now, he couldn’t reply to the next questions AT ALL. His smile doesn’t fade, however, as he tries to find SOMETHING to say, even though it wouldn’t help answer her questions. “Apples, Oranges.” He’d respond, ( Yes, that was a FACT according to his corruption. )
He wanted to show that he was HAPPY to see her, in a way other than the simple SMILE he always had. He’d put his arms out hoping for a HUG, hoping she could UNDERSTAND that’s what he wanted. Though, in case she DIDN’T, he’d then simply hug her instead of WAITING.
Right, corruption --------- perhaps she’d been a little too eager with the direct line of questioning. A soft huff, her lips still hold the remains of a wry smile ( surely ----------- that COULDN’T be an actual fact ).
A brow raises, expression wary, but ultimately she gives in to temptation. Arms extend in a similar fashion to the former cores --------------- draping over his shoulders & securing with a FIRM squeeze .
' it’s just a cut, really. ' ( rxguephysicist )
she counters the vague dismissive gesture with an incredulous stare, mouth opening and closing with half strung sentences pouring out.
❝ i —- pft – there’s —- it’s a bullet - look a bullet - right there, on the fucking — i – argh, what?!? it’s – it — it went through your — your shoulder, LOOK!! The hole?? Theres a HOLE — you’re bleeding, Gordon —- a TON. christ alive, you were SHOT. ❞
a guttural sigh, she pinches the bridge of her nose with one hand as the other grips his non injured arm, hauling him away from the open field. ❝ …… goddamnit, Gordon, we are finding you a medkit ——- right now. ❞
FIVE WORDS : @rxguephysicist
