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(closed teeny starter for @ericbrandonrp)
"Baby......are you okay to stay with the kids for about an hour? I need to speak to my doctor and they just called to say they have a cancellation, so I have to get over there right away.....".
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With both hands holding onto the railing, and loose locks of honey brown hair waving in the air, Isabelle watched the land she had walked upon a mere hour ago gradually shrink before her eyes. It hadn’t been one full day since Eric had surprised her with the exciting news of a voyage across an ocean, on the RMS Titanic, the opportunity which she had found impossible to resist. Thus, she immediately stuffed whatever clothing and other possessions she could fit inside one valise and hurried off with him to the dock, effectively leaving behind the only life she had ever known in the hopes of beginning a new one. They drifted on further out from shore and further into the boundless waters of the open sea.
Feeling his hand upon her back, as if a wordless warning for her not to get too close to the railing, Isabelle tore her gaze from the horizon and lifted her eyes up at Eric, her lips fashioning into a small smile. As her hand came to rest upon his chest, the midday sunlight shone directly on her wedding ring, the intense sparkle of the diamond capturing Isabelle’s attention for a brief moment. She turned away from him once more, but pressed her back against him, tilting her head upward to look at him again. “When you said you were taking us somewhere nice, this is not quite what I had expected.” Letting out a soft laugh, her gaze returned towards the ocean, but the grin on her tranquil face remained. “I could stay out here and watch the water all day… but if you’re bored, we can go elsewhere.” * . ⊹ @ericbrandonrp
𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛 ›› [ @ericbrandonrp ]
setting a palm against his back, margaret stroked a gentle hand along his wool covered spine, seeking to settle the man beside her. his increasing agitation with her questions, his inability to answer many precisely, as she attempted to pluck from different areas concerned her. certainly, no more questions for now, potentially just silence even depending on whether her talking continued to cause this anxiety. over her head she was, truly, but she couldn’t simply walk away, or ask someone to flag down a medic to take this responsibility off her hands, not when she wasn’t certain how he would react if she attempted to.
her voice echoed his, through smoother, softer than his own. it was something at least… ❝ london? ❞ another bit of information she could hand over to those who could search for his unit.
but all contemplation of such things fled as his breathing choked, hands flying up to his neck. her pale eyes widened, far more nimble at the moment fingers slipping beneath his to release the hooks and eyes which closed his jacket collar and the buttons of the shirt beneath it. ❝ it’s alright, lieutenant, it’s alright… ❞ she murmured, gaze darting between her work and his clearly panicking features. ❝ everything will be alright, brandon… ❞
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"Eric, Eric, Eric! Eriiiiic! Ye' awake? Well, ye' pro'ly aren't considerin' the fact tha' I've li'erally been prayin' for ye' to pick me up; but either way, you'll be awake when ye' get this message. Anywhooo, y'know wha' I was thinkin' 'bout? I was thinkin' 'bout, first of all, remind me again how yer' a fallen angel? Isn't tha' kinda impossible? I mean... You've got wings righ'? Why can't ye' just fly all the way back up to heaven, or wherever it is yer' lot is from? And, second of all, in'nit kinda redundant for angels to have phones? Like? Aren't yer' magical lot supposed to hear all of the goin's ons of the world. Sorta like a radio tha' never turns off?.... Wait... Does tha' mean ye' hear me 24/7?-- Well, obviously ye' don't seen' tha' yer' not here. Still, despite ye' havin' absolutely shite hearin' I just wanted to say tha' yer' one of my best friends. Y'know tha'?-- Actually... I think one of my only friends.-- Even if yer' stupidly tall and kinda built like an asparagus, I still love ye', ma'e. Seriously, I don't think I tell ye' enough how... How I dunno' wha' I'd do without ye'....--Now, with tha' bein' said, seriously, please pick me up. I think I migh've go'en myself lost, and I'm pre'y sure I've been walkin' in circles for the past hour. Remind me which one is east and west again?"
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"Eric? ERIC! Where are you??"
Phoebe called out as she slowly made her way through their new home. Phone. Where had she left her phone? Distracted because her water broke she had no idea if he was even home with her right now.
"Oh, God.. This is happening.."
She muttered to herself as she held her belly with both hands for a moment.
"This is not a drill.. I repeat, this is not a drill!"
She called out, because there had been a false alarm before. Now where was that damn phone?
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"checklist" (Hailey?)
Send “checklist” and my muse will fill out the list below with their thoughts about yours! || @ericbrandonrp
I find you to be: [ x ] interesting [ x ] cute [ x ] attractive [ ] sexy [ x ] reassuring [ x ] intimidating [ ] annoying [ ] tedious [ ] terrifying
I think we should: [ x ] talk more [ x ] hang out more [ x ] date [ x ] adopt each other as found family [ ] fight (friendly) [ ] fight (hostile) [ ] avoid each other if at all possible
If we spent an evening together we would: [ ] just hang out [ x ] talk about deep stuff [ x ] cuddle [ x ] go to bed together (to sleep) [ x ] go to bed together (to… not sleep) [ ] go out and party till sunrise [ ] both get arrested [ ] probably wind up killing each other
If we kissed it would be: [ x ] a chaste press of lips [ x ] a playful smooch [ x ] swift and stolen [ x ] deep, sweet, and sincerely meant [ ] all teeth and tongue and hot as heck [ ] not happening
If we had sex it would be: [ x ] romantic and luxurious [ ] fast, rough and hard [ ] against the nearest wall [ ] fantastic [ x ] awkward [ ] a really bad idea [ ] an all-around disaster [ ] not happening
If I woke up and found you unexpectedly in my bed I would: [ x ] cuddle you [ x ] offer you breakfast [ ] attempt to seduce you [ ] kick you out [ ] demand to know how you got there [ ] scream
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Sitting at the kitchen table she started at the papers on the table. Every single time she had gone to her check-up’s she had been fine. It had been under control, and then the latest one found that one of those they were monitoring had grown. Ophelia didn’t want to go through this again, the hospital visits the time it took to recover afterwards. Months on medication and then more check-ups. In two days she was report back at the hospital to have the large one and another one taken care of. Again her family had to show up and help them care for their children, she had a baby and a four year old. They weren’t suppose to have to deal with this, how was she going to take care of her baby?
She knew the rest of the house was asleep, she just couldn’t as she had just been staring at the ceiling lamp in the dark next to her husband who she guessed had gone to sleep, one thing her husband knew how to do was sleeping. Having given their dog a few pets she sent him back to his bed. Sighing she got up from the table to make some tea. Closing her dressing gown around her she looked out the kitchen window as she waited for the kettle to finish.
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