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“Well.” 

There was an honest smile on his face, despite the blood staining his face and the bullet wound on his arm burning like hell. He’d had worse, back in his Deadlock days - and before - but now he was part of a group that had their own medical experts, and they’d wasted no time sending him to one. 

He’d just... not expected someone like her. 

“You don’t quite look like the disgruntled, middle-aged field medic they made you sound like.”

This was definitely worth getting grazed by a bullet. Her eyes alone were fascinating. 

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“Listen-”

There was nothing to listen to besides the sound of an engine in the background for several seconds until he found the words to continue. 

“I get if you’re angry.”

Why wouldn’t she be? That was the cycle, wasn’t it? He found someone, things went well, things turned, he left, his plans burned down to cinders, and he got to expand the list of people who hated him by a new name and set the opposite list back down to default. Why would this be different? Who cared what he’d intended to do?

“But this ain’t about me. They need you. They’re headin’ for trouble at full speed, doing what they’re doing. They’ll need their angel.” The engine cut off as he pulled over, lending more weight to his next three words.

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a hundred words for the calm before the storm, yet sparse few for the calm once it has passed. the tired exhale once all was said and done.

under the light hum of floresant lights, slender hands tied up loose gauze - the monk finishing his rounds to whoever would tolerate his aid.

yet the main doctor was nowhere to be found - granted, it was understandable, given her work hours. however, the chill of the open balcony doors tipped off that she may not be sleeping just yet.

gentle steps - to make his presence known tapped against the tile flooring as he found the open air - and the woman in question. a smoking break, it seemed.

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A smirk bloomed across lips, slivers of teeth peeking betwixt. Her glaring was duly noted.

What sorts of plots/characters/scenes do you have the most difficulty writing, and why?

I hate “small-talk” threads where it’s just people saying hi and asking how the other person is and like… god, I wanna die. Just make it go somewhere. As long as there’s a goal in mind (i.e. both characters have something specific they are trying to achieve rather than it being “let’s just do nothing and see what happens”) it’s cool.

I can write a pretty big range of characters, so I’m not too worried about that, but I don’t really enjoy writing super sadistic, OTT-violent characters. I don’t really find it hard, just not very interesting.

My ultimate most hated kind of scene in the world to write is anything where characters are eating. I hate writing about eating and I don’t know why, just everything about it disgusts me and I can never do it for too long. Sometimes I even ask if we can timeskip just so I don’t ever have to address it… I just can’t stand it for some reason. xD

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