#blueanemon

                                                   STARTER && Accepting

I ᴄᴀɴ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ᴛʜis ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ﹗

              –𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 !

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Wie es der Zufall so wollte, war Rebecca, die großes Expertise in Hinsicht auf medizinische Feldeinsätze besaß, gerade in diesem Moment vor Ort, als sich das junge Mädchen krampfhaft an ihr Bein klammerte & folglich vor Schmerz keuchend zu Boden sackte. Sie wirkte blass, mitgenommen … ein Anblick, der ihr nur allzu vertraut vorkam. Traumatische Erinnerung aus vergangener Zeit drohten mit einem mal wieder aufzukeimen, doch die Brünette schluckte das, was sich vermutlich als ‘ Panik ‘ beschreiben ließ & konzentrierte sich auf das Wesentliche, denn als Sanitäterin war es ihre PFLICHT, Menschen in Not zu helfen, ganz gleich ob bekannt oder unbekannt.

Ohne weiterem Zögern ging sie neben der Kleinen in die Hocke, ihre Hand vorsichtig auf ihrer zierlichen Schulter ruhend, von Besorgnis erfüllte Augen den Kontakt der ihrer suchend.

              ❛    Ganz ruhig, nicht bewegen. Ich bin Ärztin, ich kann dir helfen !    ❜

… naja, das w a r sie vielleicht einmal gewesen. Heutzutage beschäftigte sie sich viel eher mit der Wissenschaft & Biologie. Das allerdings war eine andere Geschichte  —— & würde auch rein gar nichts an ihren vorhandenen Fachkenntnissen des medizinischen Bereiches ändern.  

¸¸.•*¨*•*´¨) — { her steps were a tap in the dark, smile cheesy and wide as it spread with each inch she crossed to come closer and closer, arms folded gently beneath a slim chest. once she’s close enough, she took in a deep and rasp breath, coughing to make her presence known.  }

❝ Hei there little girl. Long time no see, right? ‘m sure ya missed me, haven’t ya. ❞

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“Hey. What’s a kid doing out here all alone? The city’s a dangerous place by night y’know? Where are your parents?”

Send me a " ♬ " and I will put my ipod on shuffle. The song that plays will be our song

Riverside // Loose Heart

     Carefully, she listens to the words the man utters before her, a soft sigh falling from her lips. It illustrates how relieved she felt in this very moment. FBI or police didn’t really matter. At least he could help out and that’s all that matters.

     “I-I need y-your help with s-something… It’s a-about a friend of mine. He w-went lost j-just a few days ago”, she shyly stammers, petite fingers fiddling around each other nervously.

The man remained in his crouching position, the fabric of his greyish suit drawing wrinkles around his knee pits and crook of the arms. And even though he usually kept a pretty calm and especially [ professional ] composure when facing people and their worries, this girl threw him off the track quite a lot. She seemed so young, so innocent and . . . incredibly worried about whoever went missing, according to her message. Her mother maybe? Or perhaps her dad? Some other related person? Curiosity went sky high and although he wanted to know more about the case, overwhelm her with questions, he took it [ slow ] and step by step. A breath strained within his throat as it made itself present in the form of a sigh, pale greens glistening with urge for knowledge.

"A friend of yours? Who is that friend? A family member maybe? Or rather someone at your age, from your school?", he started with the little 'interrogation', sounding her out plainly and straightforward because he wouldn't get anywhere without having the needed informations. Jayden was eager to see where this would eventually be going.

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ MONARCH ;;

"You arrived just in time, child!"

The samurai stated, with a grin on his face, he knew who that girl was, the little prodigy of Otacon.