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Weak, but Skilled: Is one of the more low level soldiers in regards to the other Blood Gulchers and is definitely no match for a Freelancer or Space Pirate, but Grif is shown to be at least a better shot than Simmons and Donut and is rather a nice tactician on the battlefield. However, his best kills still come from when he is in the possession of a car.
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Church: Hey, aren’t you Kai? Kai: You a cop? Church: No. Kai: Then yes, I am.
11-17-14 Grif and Kaikaina ( @bluegrif) (hsau)
Abitofafatass asked: ((brother/sister angst ahoy!)) What did you do?
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My muse visits yours in hospital.
“Grif?” Kai asked, leaning in the door. She wasn’t exactly sure what happened, but once she heard her brother was in hospital, Kai hauled ass. What did she do? More like what did he do? It was Simmons- she thinks- that told her that Grif was in hospital, but she doesn’t remember. Kai sat down and stared, confused and emotional. “What the fuck, Grif?”
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Grif had a rather sour look on his face, and had one leg propped up in a cast. “I didn’t do anything. Some dickhole thought it was going to be funny to loosen the front tire of my bike before we started riding them.” But that didn’t seem to be the only reason he was here. They didn’t hook that many machines up to someone with only a broken leg. Also, he’d already been here a night. Didn’t they normally send people home once the cast was on?
❛ is that a threat or are you flirting with me? ❜
various starters || ACCEPTING
“What?! In what possible way could you interpret that as me flirting with you?”
@bluegrif (x)
“Kai, I am a big fat dude, I’m already soft.” Grif pointed out with a little choked up laughed as he pulled his baby sister in for a tight hug. He didnt even bother hiding the tears in his eyes - he really was proud of the woman she’d become. “Love you, Kaikaina,” he murmured.
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Jasmine Peach Tea
Jasmine Peach Tea: A self-care/self-love headcanon Self love? In my Locus? For Locus, after Chorus, self CARE looks like drifting in A'rynasea, listening to music with a good book. He likes classical music or anything in Spanish, and his taste in books is esoteric at best, but it makes him feel a little safer because those are things about his personality that Felix didn't either pick out for him or change about him.
Tuckington?
((Oh man, I love me some tuckington okay))
Who was the one to propose: Uhhhh probably Tucker. He’s goes from like zero to sixty, so as soon as he’s sure he wants to stay with Wash long term, he’s buying a ring... and then forgetting about it for six months until Wash finds it in his drawers and then Tucker decides he might as well just pop the question right then.
Who stressed more over wedding planning: Probably Wash? I can’t see Tucker worrying too much about it. As long as there’s food, booze, and some good music for the first dance, he wouldn’t be too bothered by the preparations, but I can see Wash spending hours on the seating chat like it’s a battle plan.
Who decorated the house: I don’t see either of them caring too much about decorations, but probably Tucker, just cause he would actually have some dumb posters or pictures to put up. He probably has a whole wall that’s just cute pics of Junior.
Who does the cooking: They probably alternate. I figure Tucker’s decent at some basic stuff, like pancakes and eggs, but if Wash wants to eat anything other than breakfast foods, he’s gonna have to step up and make it himself. They’re probably both decent cooks and have only set the kitchen on fire once.
Who is more organized: Wash 100%. Tucker and organization do not go together. He can sort of keep on a schedule, but Wash is the one that has everything sorted neatly into individual drawers and folders and whatnot, and probably even has all of that labeled just so he knows for a fact when Tucker intentionally put something back in the wrong place.
Who initiates bedroom fun: 9/10 times probably Tucker. He can’t help himself. Wash is hot as hell and he wants a piece. However, once in a while, Wash probably surprises him and just tackles him into bed or something.
Who suggested kids first: Well, Tucker’s already got one, so he’s not really thinking about more. If either of them suggest kids, it miiiight be Wash, but it could go the other way too, although I don’t know that they’d want more.
Who’s more dominant: Definitely depends on the day and situation. In most things, I would say Wash, buuuut in the bedroom, sometimes Tucker turns that on its head and takes charge for a bit.
Who’s the cuddler: They both enjoy a good snuggle. Tucker probably initiates cuddles most of the time, but sometimes Wash will just flop on him and silently demand attention.
What’s their favorite non-sexual activity: Tucker really likes it when Wash reads to him. He kind of has a hard time focusing when he tries to just read on his own, but there’s something really nice about Wash’s voice when he starts telling a story or even just going over a schedule or something.
Who comes home drunk at 3am: Tucker, definitely. Sometimes he’s just gotta go out drinking with his bros. I don’t really see Wash as being a big drinker, so unfortunately he’s gotta deal with Tucker’s drunk ass now and then.
Who kills the spiders: They both very carefully carry the spiders outside so they don’t upset Caboose. I don’t see either of them having a big problem with spiders... although it would be pretty funny if Wash did...
Who falls asleep first: Usually Tucker. They both probably have trouble sleeping now and then, but Wash has it a bit worse and sometimes just spends hours staring at the ceiling, wishing he could get Tucker to stop koala clinging to him without waking him up.
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It hadn’t seemed too bad at first. Tucker’s been shot before, no biggie. But this one sucks. Sucks a whole lost. Blood in the mouth, breathing all wet and wrong sounding sucks. It’s not until the firefight dies down and he pulls away the hand pressed to his side that the pieces start to click into place.
But they’re still away from camp. And he’s gotta get Kai back there. Grif’s gonna kill him if she doesn’t make it back. So he’s gonna make damn sure that she gets there. Except... except that he’s not convinced he’s gonna get there with her. Especially not when they get about ten steps and he has to double over, wheezing, trying to breath through the blood in his throat. Fuck.
Kai’s saying something, asking if he’s gonna hurl. He tries to wave her, off, say he’s fine, but it turns into a blood soaked cough halfway through and then he’s dropping to one knee as his vision goes weird and dark around the edges.
The ground should come up and smack him in the face for being such a dumbass and getting himself shot--seriously Wash and Carolina trained him better than this, they’re gonna be so pissed-- but it doesn’t. He has to blink away the black swirly bits that try to cloud his eyes and finds Kai’s helmet hovering over him. Shit, she’s strong. She caught him before he hit the ground like he was nothing. God that’s awesome.
He laughs and it doesn’t sound right, half choked and too wet. “Shit, guess this time you’re the one picking me up--bow chicka bow wow.”
She doesn’t laugh, and that sucks. She sounds freaked. Fuck. He’s gotta fix that. Gotta make it better. His hands are gross and leave red where they touch, but he reaches for her anyway. It’s not really comfortable trying to hug someone in armor, but it doesn’t feel as awkward as usual. Actually, everything’s getting kinda distant. Kinda fuzzy and hard to feel.
Kai doesn’t want him to go to sleep, and yeah... yeah, that’s fair, they’ve got places to be. But he... he can’t. Can’t keep his eyes open. It doesn’t hurt anymore. Not much does. Kai’s safe. She’s okay, that’s what matters.
So Tucker lets his eyes shut. They don’t open again.
