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⭐ - Olivia

"Orive! Orive!" Jason yelled, running inside her room. "Orive! Oriiiive!"

"Yo, small infant." She threw up a peace sign, sitting crossed-legged on the bed.

Jason kept running towards her and, as expected, tripped on his feet and faceplanted on the bed frame.

"You okay there?" Olivia asked softly, swinging her legs over the side to face Jason better.

Seemingly unbothered, the kid got up and started excitedly bouncing in front of her.

"Orive! Orive!"

"Yes?" She hummed.

"I have a thing for you!" He bounced, doing grabby hands.

"Really?" She offered Jasom her hands.

Grabbing it, he pulled her behind him as he ran out of the room.

Olivia followed. It was a bit awkward but alas. She was being dragged by a small child, what was to be expected?

"Caution the head!" He warned her, entering a normal sized kitchen she most likely wouldn't even had hit her head on the ceiling had she been standing properly.

"Will do, thanks." Olivia nodded.

He stopped in front of the freezer and let go of her hand, bouncing.

Olivia crouched down, "what is it?"

He opened it (or at least tried to), grinning.

She watched quietly.

There were ice cubes. Jason looked really proud.

"Woah!" She gasped.

"It's like you!"

"It is." She nods.

Jason grabbed an ice cube, dropped it down her shirt and ran away giggling.

Olivia gasped loudly despite honestly not being that bothered, "I've been betrayed!"

⭐ - Olivia

"Orive! Orive!" Jason yelled, running inside her room. "Orive! Oriiiive!"

"Yo, small infant." She threw up a peace sign, sitting crossed-legged on the bed.

Jason kept running towards her and, as expected, tripped on his feet and faceplanted on the bed frame.

"You okay there?" Olivia asked softly, swinging her legs over the side to face Jason better.

Seemingly unbothered, the kid got up and started excitedly bouncing in front of her.

"Orive! Orive!"

"Yes?" She hummed.

"I have a thing for you!" He bounced, doing grabby hands.

"Really?" She offered Jasom her hands.

Grabbing it, he pulled her behind him as he ran out of the room.

Olivia followed. It was a bit awkward but alas. She was being dragged by a small child, what was to be expected?

"Caution the head!" He warned her, entering a normal sized kitchen she most likely wouldn't even had hit her head on the ceiling had she been standing properly.

"Will do, thanks." Olivia nodded.

He stopped in front of the freezer and let go of her hand, bouncing.

Olivia crouched down, "what is it?"

He opened it (or at least tried to), grinning.

She watched quietly.

There were ice cubes. Jason looked really proud.

"Woah!" She gasped.

"It's like you!"

"It is." She nods.

⭐ - Olivia

"Orive! Orive!" Jason yelled, running inside her room. "Orive! Oriiiive!"

"Yo, small infant." She threw up a peace sign, sitting crossed-legged on the bed.

Jason kept running towards her and, as expected, tripped on his feet and faceplanted on the bed frame.

"You okay there?" Olivia asked softly, swinging her legs over the side to face Jason better.

Seemingly unbothered, the kid got up and started excitedly bouncing in front of her.

"Orive! Orive!"

"Yes?" She hummed.

"I have a thing for you!" He bounced, doing grabby hands.

"Really?" She offered Jasom her hands.

Grabbing it, he pulled her behind him as he ran out of the room.

Olivia followed. It was a bit awkward but alas. She was being dragged by a small child, what was to be expected?

"Caution the head!" He warned her, entering a normal sized kitchen she most likely wouldn't even had hit her head on the ceiling had she been standing properly.

"Will do, thanks." Olivia nodded.

He stopped in front of the freezer and let go of her hand, bouncing.

Olivia crouched down, "what is it?"

He opened it (or at least tried to), grinning.

She watched quietly.

There were ice cubes. Jason looked really proud.

"Woah!" She gasped.

⭐ - Olivia

"Orive! Orive!" Jason yelled, running inside her room. "Orive! Oriiiive!"

"Yo, small infant." She threw up a peace sign, sitting crossed-legged on the bed.

Jason kept running towards her and, as expected, tripped on his feet and faceplanted on the bed frame.

"You okay there?" Olivia asked softly, swinging her legs over the side to face Jason better.

Seemingly unbothered, the kid got up and started excitedly bouncing in front of her.

"Orive! Orive!"

"Yes?" She hummed.

"I have a thing for you!" He bounced, doing grabby hands.

"Really?" She offered Jasom her hands.

Grabbing it, he pulled her behind him as he ran out of the room.

Olivia followed. It was a bit awkward but alas. She was being dragged by a small child, what was to be expected?

"Caution the head!" He warned her, entering a normal sized kitchen she most likely wouldn't even had hit her head on the ceiling had she been standing properly.

"Will do, thanks." Olivia nodded.

He stopped in front of the freezer and let go of her hand, bouncing.

Olivia crouched down, "what is it?"

He opened it (or at least tried to), grinning.

She watched quietly.

⭐ - Olivia

"Orive! Orive!" Jason yelled, running inside her room. "Orive! Oriiiive!"

"Yo, small infant." She threw up a peace sign, sitting crossed-legged on the bed.

Jason kept running towards her and, as expected, tripped on his feet and faceplanted on the bed frame.

"You okay there?" Olivia asked softly, swinging her legs over the side to face Jason better.

Seemingly unbothered, the kid got up and started excitedly bouncing in front of her.

"Orive! Orive!"

"Yes?" She hummed.

"I have a thing for you!" He bounced, doing grabby hands.

"Really?" She offered Jasom her hands.

Grabbing it, he pulled her behind him as he ran out of the room.

Olivia followed. It was a bit awkward but alas. She was being dragged by a small child, what was to be expected?

"Caution the head!" He warned her, entering a normal sized kitchen she most likely wouldn't even had hit her head on the ceiling had she been standing properly.

"Will do, thanks." Olivia nodded.

He stopped in front of the freezer and let go of her hand, bouncing.

Olivia crouched down, "what is it?"

⭐ - Olivia

"Orive! Orive!" Jason yelled, running inside her room. "Orive! Oriiiive!"

"Yo, small infant." She threw up a peace sign, sitting crossed-legged on the bed.

Jason kept running towards her and, as expected, tripped on his feet and faceplanted on the bed frame.

"You okay there?" Olivia asked softly, swinging her legs over the side to face Jason better.

Seemingly unbothered, the kid got up and started excitedly bouncing in front of her.

"Orive! Orive!"

"Yes?" She hummed.

"I have a thing for you!" He bounced, doing grabby hands.

"Really?" She offered Jasom her hands.

Grabbing it, he pulled her behind him as he ran out of the room.

Olivia followed. It was a bit awkward but alas. She was being dragged by a small child, what was to be expected?

"Caution the head!" He warned her, entering a normal sized kitchen she most likely wouldn't even had hit her head on the ceiling had she been standing properly.

"Will do, thanks." Olivia nodded.

⭐ - Olivia

"Orive! Orive!" Jason yelled, running inside her room. "Orive! Oriiiive!"

"Yo, small infant." She threw up a peace sign, sitting crossed-legged on the bed.

Jason kept running towards her and, as expected, tripped on his feet and faceplanted on the bed frame.

"You okay there?" Olivia asked softly, swinging her legs over the side to face Jason better.

Seemingly unbothered, the kid got up and started excitedly bouncing in front of her.

"Orive! Orive!"

"Yes?" She hummed.

"I have a thing for you!" He bounced, doing grabby hands.

"Really?" She offered Jasom her hands.

Grabbing it, he pulled her behind him as he ran out of the room.

Olivia followed. It was a bit awkward but alas. She was being dragged by a small child, what was to be expected?

#rb #rp thread #rp #jason

⭐ - Olivia

"Orive! Orive!" Jason yelled, running inside her room. "Orive! Oriiiive!"

"Yo, small infant." She threw up a peace sign, sitting crossed-legged on the bed.

Jason kept running towards her and, as expected, tripped on his feet and faceplanted on the bed frame.

"You okay there?" Olivia asked softly, swinging her legs over the side to face Jason better.

Seemingly unbothered, the kid got up and started excitedly bouncing in front of her.

"Orive! Orive!"

"Yes?" She hummed.

"I have a thing for you!" He bounced, doing grabby hands.

"Really?" She offered Jasom her hands.

#rp #rb #rp thread #jason

⭐ - Olivia

"Orive! Orive!" Jason yelled, running inside her room. "Orive! Oriiiive!"

"Yo, small infant." She threw up a peace sign, sitting crossed-legged on the bed.

Jason kept running towards her and, as expected, tripped on his feet and faceplanted on the bed frame.

"You okay there?" Olivia asked softly, swinging her legs over the side to face Jason better.

Seemingly unbothered, the kid got up and started excitedly bouncing in front of her.

"Orive! Orive!"

"Yes?" She hummed.

#rp #rp thread #rb #jason

⭐ - Olivia

"Orive! Orive!" Jason yelled, running inside her room. "Orive! Oriiiive!"

"Yo, small infant." She threw up a peace sign, sitting crossed-legged on the bed.

Jason kept running towards her and, as expected, tripped on his feet and faceplanted on the bed frame.

"You okay there?" Olivia asked softly, swinging her legs over the side to face Jason better.

#rp #rp thread #rb #jason

⭐ - Olivia

"Orive! Orive!" Jason yelled, running inside her room. "Orive! Oriiiive!"

"Yo, small infant." She threw up a peace sign, sitting crossed-legged on the bed.

#rp #rp thread #jason

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🤛 - Olivia

"I'm going to have to break it back in place..." Orion warned, holding her arm. "I'll make a splint after."

Placing his hands approprietly, he bent her arm oh so wrongfully, snapping her bone whete it had poorly healed... and owning a punch from Olivia's other, unbroken arm. Call this a reflex.

Orion stumbled back, slipped on the wet tile floor and hit his head on it, knocking himself out.

Oops.

@youcouldsayimcold

"...fuck." Olivia sighed, now one arm short of doing anything.

She got up hesitantly, paused for a moment before attempting to make a really bad sling out of her jacket, before heading over to Orion to pole him with her foot.

He whined slightly, rolling in his side. The back of his head was vleeding slightly but... it wouldn't be the worse thing he had endured as of late.

"...oops." She mumbled softly. The only thing she could think of was freezing the wound but that was never a good idea, especially for a head wound.

He whined again, half opening a glassy eye. "It's the second timr today..."

"Sorry." She muttered, "can I help or just...?"

He shook his head. Bad idea. The world was now spinning worse.

"People need to learn that you're not supposed to punch the medic when they're trying to help you out..."

"It was reflex." She huffed.

"I think I have a concussion..." he whined quietly. "Can you make yourself a splint?"

"Probably?" She didn't know what a splint was.

"You don't sound certain..."

"I mean, I probably could if I like knew what it was."

"Something to keep your arm in place until we get ambrosia or nectar."

"...I could hold it in place with my hand?"

"Don't..." he sighed.

"But it's something that keeps my arm in place!"

"Don't yell..." he winced.

“Sorry.” Her voice immediately got quieter.

"A hand is too unsteady and only risks making it worse. The splint is supposed to hold it firmly in place and support your arm to let your muscle rest," he explained.

She nodded hesitantly. "...would taping a stick on my arm work then?"

"Two on each side and make sure they're holding it tightly in place," he nodded. "And please get me some help because I feel like the gods are playing bowling with the Earth and my eyes are going to bleed because of the light."

"Oh mood." She nodded, waddling away to get advil, water, and ambrosia for Orion. It was a little bit of a struggle to carry it all in one hand but she managed.

"You're arm! I got a concussion to fix this so you sure as hell won't go around fucking it up again, do you hear me?!" He called from the floor.

"We'll see." She called back. "I'm a Ro'Leah after all."

"You gave me a concussion you at least owe me this!"

"But what if, like, I fall and snap it?"

"Stop making excuses."

"I am very brittle, don't you know?" She sighed, holding the things out to Orion.

"Sure."

"Take the fucking things."

"After you made your splint."

She stared at him. "Ah yes. Let me go make it with my third fucking arm."

"Shuttttttttup!" He whined. "I can't think right..."

"I will drop these on the floor, take it."

Orion whined.

She dropped them on the floor.

Orion whined louder. "My head hurts stop making noises!"

"I'm making a splint now!"

He grabbed the bottle of nectar, still whining.

"Be careful not to make it worse."

"What, am I going to die again?" Olivia huffed.

#rp #orion

🤛 - Olivia

"I'm going to have to break it back in place..." Orion warned, holding her arm. "I'll make a splint after."

Placing his hands approprietly, he bent her arm oh so wrongfully, snapping her bone whete it had poorly healed... and owning a punch from Olivia's other, unbroken arm. Call this a reflex.

Orion stumbled back, slipped on the wet tile floor and hit his head on it, knocking himself out.

Oops.

@youcouldsayimcold

"...fuck." Olivia sighed, now one arm short of doing anything.

She got up hesitantly, paused for a moment before attempting to make a really bad sling out of her jacket, before heading over to Orion to pole him with her foot.

He whined slightly, rolling in his side. The back of his head was vleeding slightly but... it wouldn't be the worse thing he had endured as of late.

"...oops." She mumbled softly. The only thing she could think of was freezing the wound but that was never a good idea, especially for a head wound.

He whined again, half opening a glassy eye. "It's the second timr today..."

"Sorry." She muttered, "can I help or just...?"

He shook his head. Bad idea. The world was now spinning worse.

"People need to learn that you're not supposed to punch the medic when they're trying to help you out..."

"It was reflex." She huffed.

"I think I have a concussion..." he whined quietly. "Can you make yourself a splint?"

"Probably?" She didn't know what a splint was.

"You don't sound certain..."

"I mean, I probably could if I like knew what it was."

"Something to keep your arm in place until we get ambrosia or nectar."

"...I could hold it in place with my hand?"

"Don't..." he sighed.

"But it's something that keeps my arm in place!"

"Don't yell..." he winced.

“Sorry.” Her voice immediately got quieter.

"A hand is too unsteady and only risks making it worse. The splint is supposed to hold it firmly in place and support your arm to let your muscle rest," he explained.

She nodded hesitantly. "...would taping a stick on my arm work then?"

"Oh mood." She nodded, waddling away to get advil, water, and ambrosia for Orion. It was a little bit of a struggle to carry it all in one hand but she managed.

"You're arm! I got a concussion to fix this so you sure as hell won't go around fucking it up again, do you hear me?!" He called from the floor.

"We'll see." She called back. "I'm a Ro'Leah after all."

"You gave me a concussion you at least owe me this!"

"But what if, like, I fall and snap it?"

"Stop making excuses."

"I am very brittle, don't you know?" She sighed, holding the things out to Orion.

"Sure."

"Take the fucking things."

"After you made your splint."

She stared at him. "Ah yes. Let me go make it with my third fucking arm."

"Shuttttttttup!" He whined. "I can't think right..."

"I will drop these on the floor, take it."

Orion whined.

She dropped them on the floor.

Orion whined louder. "My head hurts stop making noises!"

"I'm making a splint now!"

#rp #orion

🤛 - Olivia

"I'm going to have to break it back in place..." Orion warned, holding her arm. "I'll make a splint after."

Placing his hands approprietly, he bent her arm oh so wrongfully, snapping her bone whete it had poorly healed... and owning a punch from Olivia's other, unbroken arm. Call this a reflex.

Orion stumbled back, slipped on the wet tile floor and hit his head on it, knocking himself out.

Oops.

@youcouldsayimcold

"...fuck." Olivia sighed, now one arm short of doing anything.

She got up hesitantly, paused for a moment before attempting to make a really bad sling out of her jacket, before heading over to Orion to pole him with her foot.

He whined slightly, rolling in his side. The back of his head was vleeding slightly but... it wouldn't be the worse thing he had endured as of late.

"...oops." She mumbled softly. The only thing she could think of was freezing the wound but that was never a good idea, especially for a head wound.

He whined again, half opening a glassy eye. "It's the second timr today..."

"Sorry." She muttered, "can I help or just...?"

He shook his head. Bad idea. The world was now spinning worse.

"People need to learn that you're not supposed to punch the medic when they're trying to help you out..."

"It was reflex." She huffed.

"I think I have a concussion..." he whined quietly. "Can you make yourself a splint?"

"Probably?" She didn't know what a splint was.

"You don't sound certain..."

"I mean, I probably could if I like knew what it was."

"Something to keep your arm in place until we get ambrosia or nectar."

"...I could hold it in place with my hand?"

"Don't..." he sighed.

"But it's something that keeps my arm in place!"

"Don't yell..." he winced.

“Sorry.” Her voice immediately got quieter.

"A hand is too unsteady and only risks making it worse. The splint is supposed to hold it firmly in place and support your arm to let your muscle rest," he explained.

She nodded hesitantly. "...would taping a stick on my arm work then?"

"Oh mood." She nodded, waddling away to get advil, water, and ambrosia for Orion. It was a little bit of a struggle to carry it all in one hand but she managed.

"You're arm! I got a concussion to fix this so you sure as hell won't go around fucking it up again, do you hear me?!" He called from the floor.

"We'll see." She called back. "I'm a Ro'Leah after all."

"You gave me a concussion you at least owe me this!"

"But what if, like, I fall and snap it?"

"Stop making excuses."