𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake)

𝘏𝘪, 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦? | (parody)

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

ɪ ᴅɪᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ,

ᴀɴ ɪɴᴅɪᴇ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ ᴏғ ᴀɢᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀsʜɪɴɢᴛᴏɴ
ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀs
ᴘᴇɴɴᴇᴅ ʙʏ: #ᴀʀᴀᴄʜɴɪᴅ
|#OpenRP|

ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴍᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴜᴇs.

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

@redheadisms I LITERALLY JUST DID.

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

❛ No—, I made sure to clean it. Just. . . Couldn’t finish it. ❜

Of course. She was still Carolina, always trying to hide things.

❛ . . . What did you mean by it’s your fault, Caro’? ❜

[𝘾 . 𝘾 @AGXNTCAROLINA]

“ is there anything left in the wound— I’m gonna have to touch it. “

her words are slightly firmer as she grabs at his ankle, lifting his foot up to examine the wound and find an exit hole.

“ never mind, it’s nothing to worry about. let’s just get you fixed up. “

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

❛ How would it be your fault? ❜

The bullet wound was, taken care of crudely by himself. Though it still hurt like hell, so even the gentlest of touches made him flinch.

[𝘾 . 𝘾 @AGXNTCAROLINA]

she frowns, brows knitting together.

“ sorry— “

her hands return to his foot, tossing the bloodied bandages to the side.

“ I thought so too— I don’t know what’s going on with her but I feel. . . Almost as if it’s my fault? “

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

❛ But— Project Freelancer shut down—? How is she. . . ❜

There’s a grumble followed by a sharp yelp, a hand immediately latching over his mouth. That was bad.

[𝘾 . 𝘾 @AGXNTCAROLINA]

she flinched back slightly, hoping the other didn’t catch it as her hands worked on removing the bandages.

“ yeah well. . . the other me seems to be stuck back in Project Freelancer. . “

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

Boots are removed, a mass of bandages and blood are revealed around one. Seems this was even more painful than the broken ribs.

❛ . . . You’re a lot more different than the Carolina that did this to me. ❜

[𝘾 . 𝘾 @AGXNTCAROLINA]

“ almost done— “

she wraps him a few more times before stepping away.

“ good job— gun shot next right? “

[Kevtheking99-YT @kevtheking99]

Fuse and Bloodhound voice actors @benjipea @SimplyAllegralive read of the buttsmacks panel.

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

There’s a sharp hiss, the compression merely makes him more uneasy than anything. Yet he’s sitting still, yet he’s still breathing.

Still trying to at least.

[𝘾 . 𝘾 @AGXNTCAROLINA]

“ good, at least you’re breathing. this is going to hurt. “

her hands move as gentle as they can as she begins to wrap his chest, watching and listening for any signs of extreme discomfort.

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

❛ Trying— that’s the hard part. It hurts to breathe. ❜

Chuckling to himself, then winging in pain, is eyes falling shut as she begins to work.

[𝘾 . 𝘾 @AGXNTCAROLINA]

her eyes dart over the damage, slowly starting to unwrap the bindings she had found.

“ Jesus Christ. . . “

she breathed out as her hands got to work.

“ I have some alcohol if you need it just— breathe. “

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

@ofholograms He doesn’t know what else to do other than to get up, move and sit beside her.

His frame settles beside hers, lips curling into a tightly knit frown as he just keeps beside her.

If he were to fuck off? She’d still be upset.

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

Approaching @ofholograms quietly, a bottle of her favorite liquor in hand.

❛ Can we talk? ❜

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

Another groan, he didn’t like that premise but he’s removing his coat and shirt.

The left half of his chest is bruised, splotched black and blue.

[𝘾 . 𝘾 @AGXNTCAROLINA]

she returns quickly with a shake of her head.

“ I’m gonna need to see your chest. and your wound. “

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

Nodding slowly, he moves to settle into the seat provided with a low hiss.

[𝘾 . 𝘾 @AGXNTCAROLINA]

“ okay— “

she takes a deep breath in.

“ sit down. “

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

❛ Uh—, honestly I could probably use some more bandages. ❜

[𝘾 . 𝘾 @AGXNTCAROLINA]

“Jesus Christ— Are you okay? What do you need me to do?”

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

Shot me.

Broke my ribs.

[𝘾 . 𝘾 @AGXNTCAROLINA]

What did my clone do to Wash…?

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

He wants to go to bed, but Carolina most definitely sent him to the infirmary.

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

@furiransanomoa ( jaws clench together, yet he opts to ignore her. He hates this, but he’s prioritizing hyping himself up for their mission. Even if he is wounded. )

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

@furiransanomoa ( his eyes widen, then his gaze relaxes. )

What’s gotten into you?

It’s like you’re hopped up on adrenaline.

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

@furiransanomoa ( pressing his foot against the pedal, he hissed out. )

Got it. Should be there in fifteen to twenty minutes.

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

@furiransanomoa ( his shoulders roll and sure enough! He’s getting in. )

[𝘼𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 (fake) @OfSurvivability]

@furiransanomoa ( slowly picking himself up, he’ll nod. )

Yeah— I’m. . . I’m right with you.