Quinn took a final drag off the cigarette that she had been holding it, flicking it to the ground before she entered the park. She had taken note of the children playing and despite what everyone else might have thought, she wasn’t interested in being a total asshole. It only took a few seconds for her to realize that Puck hadn’t arrived yet and she took a seat at one of the picnic tables, watching the kids with a frown on her face. There were still a lot of emotions that she hadn’t dealt with and she was trying to sort through all of them in her own way.
She pulled her phone out to shoot him another quick text message to let him know she had actually came to the park. Part of her wondered if he was doubtful that she’d actually show and she knew she had to make an effort to prove she was serious about this. School was still important to her and even though she had no interest in photography, it was still something that would impact her GPA. As much as she felt like it was hopeless to think she’d get out of Lima, she was still hoping that there was a chance it would happen.
Her eyes closed for a moment as she enjoyed the warm breeze that blew past her and she breathed out, preparing herself for whatever stress would come from spending time with Puck. Maybe they could put aside whatever issues they had for the time being, but Quinn wasn’t going to get her hopes up too much.
Maddie could barley talk she was in so much pain. “AGGHH!!!” Tears were streaming down her cheeks, squeezing his hand. “OH FUCKING GOD!!!!” She opened her eyes and looked up at him, fear written all over her face. “M-MY ARM AND KNEE HURT SO BAD!!!!” She cried out. “OH MY GOD IS HURTS!!! AM I GONNA DIE?! IM SCARED!!!” She sobbed.
On any other occasion would Huey have told her to watch her language but now was not the time for that. He had to keep a level-head for the both of them, letting her squeeze his hand as he leaned in to inspect the damage.
“ Look you really need to calm down, take deep breaths. You’re gonna make it worse if you move. “ He tried to reason, hardly keeping his cool with his sister’s heartfelt screaming and sobbing. That knee looked swollen already and the bone seemed clearly out of place, either broken or dislocated. Her bruised arm was a similar story and he feared the bruises hiding beneath her feathers. This is exactly why you should never skate from roofs. And never skate without a helmet and pads. AND LISTEN TO YOUR BIG BROTHER FOR ONCE.
“ I don’t think you’re going to die from that, if that’s even possible, but we really need to get to an adult so you can go to the doctor. This looks kinda bad. “ He stated matter-of-factedly, hoping to be somewhat reassuring. This was beyond cleaning a cut or making up bandages, this was bone stuff. He couldn’t do much with nothing at hand.
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um… a Quick plot where they don’t see each other after graduation until Puck is transferred to a base near New Haven and they run into each other and wow, has it been five years already? you look great. we should catch up some time… wait, you’re engaged?
Name : Ruran Vas (born Locke Rinannis) Nicknames : Ghost, Ser Knight, One of Masks, Mister Mask, Alabaster Age : 28 Nameday : 9th Sun of the 5th Astral Moon (8 Sept.) Species : Hyur, Midlander Gender : Male Orientation : Straight - Demisexual Profession : Wandering Swordsman - Voidsent Hunter - Relic Preserver
P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S
Hair : Pale Blond. Long and messy, sometimes pulled back. Eyes : Blue-green, heavy lids, bags under eyes. Skin : Pale, mostly hidden by armor and mask. Tattoos/scars : None that can be seen, but it’s been revealed that there are carved runes on his shoulders and back.
F A M I L Y
Auric Rinannis : Estranged older brother. Not on good terms.
Graeme Rinannis : Father. Fisherman and carpenter. Deceased.
Nadia Rinannis : Mother. Excellent weaver, later paralyzed. Deceased.
Romimo Romi : Guardian and life-long friend. Aunt-figure.
Emma Rinannis : Daughter. Regretfully estranged.
??? Rinannis : Wife. Regretfully estranged.
Tathas : Timid, white chocobo. Rescued from past abusive owners.
S K I L L S
Tracking : Particularly in forests, where he has the most experience, he’s able to locate and follow targets with a bit of concentration.
Voidsbane : Armed with a holy-imbued longsword fit for harming denizens of the void, and with the knowledge to close voidgates, he will do so without hesitation.
Runes & Wards : A growing interest, stemmed from the marks on his back. He is becoming more proficient in Arcane-based magic for defensive and warding means.
Thanalan Archaeology : Qarn/Belah’dia and Sil’dih are his specialty, often spending days/weeks within their ruins in search of lost or dangerous relics.
Engineering (Lost) : Once an experienced mechanic, Ruran never speaks of his past profession and owns nothing that leads him back to it.
T R A I T S
Most Positive Trait : Dedication and loyalty. Ruran stays true to his word. There is a bit of irony in that the man who hides his face is also the most trustworthy man you will ever meet. Worst Negative : Stubborn. Many have tried to dissuade Ruran from working so hard, suggest he take better care of himself, and ask that he question his goals. He refuses to listen, whether in denial or believing himself to be justified.
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Every single time I decide to make the drive to Santa Fe I am faced with immediate regret. Is there a reason people forget how to drive the further north you go? Should’ve went south and crossed the border for my days off.
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He was bored. Like hella bored. Walking around with a drink in his hand he sort of stared off into space wishing time would go faster. Was there an appropriate time he could leave? Right when he was about to bounce he saw a blonde in the corned of his eye and quietly walked up to her and put an arm around her shoulders motioning to the painting in front of them. “I’ve made piss art in snow that looked like that before.”
Already told you but I'm heading to see Hudson 'cause he's gone kinda crazy. It's only gonna be for a night, two at tops.
Listen I know things are okay now but I want you to know I love you, Q. So much. I know we argue 'bout dumb stuff and sometimes I say shit I know I don't mean but you're my good thing, y'know? I'm only good with you. And you make me feel all kinds of lucky and smart and, I dunno. You make me feel important. What I did before? "Cleaning pools" or whatever, that's nothing compared to what we got. Just wanted you to know.
And if that got too cheesy -- I love your ass, it's the best thing I wake up to.
@quinn-fabray: A big happy birthday to my mini-me. One year ago, God blessed me with you. There were some rough spots in our life, but we were able to get you back. I love you more than words can describe, Bethzilla.