Trish Da1ley

Beatrice 'Trish' Dailey - inFAMOUS - Canon Divergent - MRVP

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[Trish Da1ley @EchoOfEC]

Trish Dailey
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• Mature themes & angst
• Heavy canon divergent, M.V.
• Writing
• DMs allowed for Plotting & Rp
• inFAMOUS - Good Karma route - Revival Au

[Trish Da1ley @EchoOfEC]

// How's the research goin?

[ＭａｃＧｒａｔｈ @I0NICSTORM]

Gotta re research my guy that I've been playing for 10 years.

[Trish Da1ley @EchoOfEC]

@I0NICSTORM Rolling her sleeves up to show that while almost everything else was untouched, save for a few scars from the fall, her veins in her arms didn't look entirely right. Green movement laid below the skin.

"So, let's put a pin in the self-battering, Cole, yeah? You're not at fault."

[Trish Da1ley @EchoOfEC]

@I0NICSTORM Her thumbs smoothed over Cole's shoulders, an attempt to be comforting. As morbid as this situation may feel. She'd been dead, one way or another. "Besides. Everyone has their limits, Cole. And I- we're no exception to that. I... I'm sure you have questions." She moved her hands+

[ً @holyaches]

this story is a tragedy because it didn't have to end this way.

[Trish Da1ley @EchoOfEC]

@I0NICSTORM "I'm sorry I'm late." For so much, the fighting, what happened to their home, Empire City, being dead to the world for a near decade. Her eyes opened, settling on his. "It wasn't your fault. What happened- the fall, it wasn't your fault."

[Trish Da1ley @EchoOfEC]

@I0NICSTORM "I'll need to check your heart rate but ah," Trish undid the cuff, setting it aside. "I.. I'm sorry, I didn't-" her eyes squeezed shut, "I don't know how to explain this but I, Cole," she was stammering, mind flitting back to when she found Zeke in Seattle. Sasha. +

[Trish Da1ley @EchoOfEC]

@I0NICSTORM "I'll need to take your vitals before we can get to the nit and gritty," like clockwork, an arm cuff replaced the clipboard and pen, but she hesitated, bracing herself. She looked him over, eyes tearing up as reality slowly sat in. This wasn't a dream, was it?

[Trish Da1ley @EchoOfEC]

@I0NICSTORM Her eyes landed on her patient, widening as she quickly shut the door behind her. "A.. an upset stomach. Mister," she blinked hard two times, was she really looking at Cole? There was a sense of panic before her posture straightened, and her tone smoothed over. +

[Trish Da1ley @EchoOfEC]

Happy Valentine's Day!

[Trish Da1ley @EchoOfEC]

@queenofreapers < You know I'll get there, Sasha. See you soon. >

[Trish Da1ley @EchoOfEC]

@queenofreapers < He'll be alright, ice and rest is what he'd need. >

[Trish Da1ley @EchoOfEC]

@queenofreapers < Okay okay. I'll bring the creamer and sugar. Aw, did the tall guy sprain his ankle? That's rough. >

[Trish Da1ley @EchoOfEC]

// Kessler!!

[ＭａｃＧｒａｔｈ @I0NICSTORM]

-- 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧?

ᴸᵉᵗ ᵍᵒ.