//ooc. If Bluesky could stop messing up my damn accounts… HELLO AGAIN.
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@forthecaptain.bsky.social
★ 𝙰 𝙹 𝙰 𝚇 you 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 don't remember anything ˏ do you ? mdni. ╱ writer is 28+ ╱ n/sfw ╱ #mvrp + multiship
“𝕄𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕖? 𝕀’𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥,” Piers laughed. “I’m used to seeing stuff far away. Sniping and such. So, I guess I’m just…stuck here.” It’s what he was good at. Young as he was, he signed himself up for combat and all else. Space was a dream he couldn’t attain. A day off was even further off. “… you?”
Whenever Claire gets a chance to spend some time with her brother's teammates, she gets a bit emotional. There's something heartwarming in the admiration and gratitude she feels in Piers' voice as he talks about Chris. "That's been one hell of a ride, hasn't it? I wouldn't have regretted it »
//ooc. I also forgot the login info to this account until now SORRY TO ALL my people who did RP with me, I’ll get back to it shortly!!!
// ooc. HI. SORRY. I’ve been doing some studying for licensing. I may disappear again but I will be checking often now!!
“𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥. I wanted to see the rest of the world because I didn’t think I could do it on foot. And then after the army… well. Captain Red— Er. Chris. Got me to go on a long ride of travel with the BSAA.” He looked down at his drink before clearing his throat. “I don’t regret it.”
» to wind down. She sat down with a small sigh and smiled at him. "So space, huh?" she asked, circling back to their previous conversation. "Did you dream of becoming an astronaut when you were a kid?"
𝔼𝕙𝕙, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕥. Promise you’ll get the good stares. Just gotta work on it!
ㅤ Yeah, of course he can use it. And… Wow, thanks. It’s difficult to comb it with just one hand. ㅤ
𝔾𝕠𝕥 𝕒 𝕣𝕚𝕗𝕝𝕖 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕦𝕤𝕖? Got a mission in a few. And uh… Nice hair.
ㅤ Perhaps a bit, yeah. ㅤ
𝕀𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟’𝕥 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 to find them a table that they could sit at. Piers took his seat across from her, a small coffee in hand. It looked black, but based on the amount of sugar packs that were open, it was far from just being plain. It was a sign of a man who was too worried to sleep. “Over here.”
Ha, cute. It was like seeing a younger version of her brother, albeit a bit more nervous, perhaps because it had been a while since the last time he had done something so mundane. She wondered, though, if he felt somewhat intimidated by the idea of hanging out with his captain's sister; Claire »
// ooc. IM BACK home fully again LMAO sorry, have been busy with school
𝕀𝕥 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕒 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 to get his composure back, but when he does, Piers cleared his throat again. “Yeah… okay. Follow me then.” They walk a fair distance to the ends of the street, which revealed a small cafe about the size of small kitchen. He smiled at the owner before waving a hand at him. +
» great, actually," she agreed, shooting him an encouraging smile.
“𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥! 𝕀 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟—“ The prospect of going out with Chris’ sister was a difficult conflict of interest. Even if it was encouraged by both Redfields, the feeling it gave him was a ride. “S-Sure. Uhm. It’s been a bit since I’ve been to large social functions so… maybe a cafe?” God, this was hard.
» pestering you about that?" Claire laughed again, clearly amused by the situation, and nodded nonchalantly. "We can go grab something to eat or have a drink. You guys don't go out that much, do you? And I could use some time to decompress, too."
𝕀 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕞 '𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕤'. Like… are we robbing a bank? Are we gonna go out together for a dinner? Are we the dedicated agents who investigate bioterrorism and are members of an elite squad known as the BSAA? Who the hell knows…
// ooc. Hello all, I’m still here. Life updates happened and related to housing and finances. I’m good now so I’ll slowly come back 👍
“𝕀𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 so…” In reality, Piers wasn’t used to he being looked up to. In the past, Chris had been his role model and Claire was no one to laugh at either. Compares to the legend that was the Redfields, he was really just a guy with a gun. “… hey also. I was wondering if you wanted to+
» "The kid's gonna love the book. And she's gonna think you're super cool, I'm calling it now."
“ℂ𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟, actually. Still getting used to that… I still don’t feel like it.” He rubbed the back of his neck nervously as he cleared his throat. Civilian life was a hard and difficult change for him, especially since all his life he only knew fighting. “She’s trying to teach me sign language. +
"It was really nice." Grace shook his hand gently, her smile widening into a grin as she pictured them both going wild at the park. "It's still a bit of a shock for her to be able to… experience the world so freely, you know? But she's getting so much better, she's such a fast learner. And she's »
“ℂ𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕥,” Piers confirmed. “We… also have to be careful. Because if we also get caught, they’ll destroy the sample before we’ll even get there.” He pointed to the roof, where there was an entrance. “I say I start up here and you at the bottom floor. And—“ His gaze lifted once to see her+
< "Let's— let's just get a layout of the place and figure out the shortest path. If there's bioweapons here, I don't care about shooting them." But if there was human security involved, too, that complicated matters. "We won't know anything for sure until we explore this place a little, yeah?"
ℙ𝕚𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕕 at the suggestion. “Maybe. I liked it too as a kid. First word I liked as a kid was ‘stars’, and you know where that came from.” With a swipe, he went to buy the supplies. Somehow, he sighed. “We’ll see how it goes then. I’m not really a kid person… but all kids should get toys.”
"That's so damn cool," Claire says, peeking over Piers' shoulder. "And look, it comes with a tiny spaceship. 'Paint your spaceship and get it ready for your first intergalactic mission!' Come on! I would've had a blast with this when I was a kid, it looks so fun." She's pretty sure Piers is »
ℙ𝕚𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕒 device, showing the map of the area. “It’s got a few floors. No doubt that it’s meant to be at the bottom. But we gotta clear out the security first.” He glanced at Lady’s weapon again, tilting his head. “Though, we have to keep the building destruction to a minimum. +
< stupidity of the arrogant assholes who manipulated them. Lady checked the condition of her weapons as Piers led them to the underground laboratory. 𝑂𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒, it was located somewhere underneath a sprawling mental institution. Typical. "Hope you've got a map in one of those pockets..."
“ 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕚𝕥? ℕ𝕚𝕔𝕖! “ the soldier smiled, extending a hand out. “Yeah, that’s me. She didn’t know how to go down the slide so… had to show her. She’s getting better at runnin’ around too.” The woman in front of him was… well. Shorter than expected. “ FBI, right?”
"Piers, right?" Grace said, a warm smile on her lips. "I don't think we've met, but Emily keeps telling me she wants to go play in the park with you. Oh, and she showed me your gift!" Grace had left Emily with Leon the day @forthecaptain.bsky.social met her, so they hadn't been introduced yet.
“ 𝕎𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟 eyepatch sucks… not only do you not have depth perception, but now you can’t even see the bullets if they fall out of the clip. Thank god for mags… “
ℙ𝕚𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕚𝕟. “Great. Follow me. I’m here to investigate a lab. I’m … looking for something specific in there. A kind of anti-viral.” Piers didn’t elaborate but only squeezed his own fist under his glove. Chris didn’t even know he was here, but it was all for the sake of the BSAA. +
< outcome and a natural stage of their development. "Sure. I don't mind tagging along. I've got some time to spare. And since you're Chris' friend, I'll do it free of charge this time." Lady winked.
𝔸 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕨𝕟… The soldier went to open his phone, considering the financial options. He himself hadn’t been a real book nerd when he was younger; more of a comic book guy. Being forced to grow up so fast, he never really had time to explore his own interests. “Hmm. This one is about space.”
Piers was really racking his brains to come up with the perfect gift for the girl, wasn't he? It was sweet. "There's lots of things we like. I mean, I liked action movies, but I'm not sure if Emily does? Storybooks were always fun, though. Oh! Maybe a choose-your-own-adventure kind of book?"
“ 𝕆𝕙 𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕥, “ Piers paused. “She does like reading. She’s been with sensitive eyes since the surgery, but I know she enjoys braille…” He began to wonder about it. “… hmm. I guess I could get a book or something. What do… girls like, you think?” He never really knew much except from Merah…
Picturing Leon as a grandpa was both funny and endearing. Claire had heard of the kid from the grandpa himself, of course, and she was really looking forward to meeting her. "Nope, definitely not a water gun. Is there something she really likes? Like... maybe drawing or painting? Reading?"
ℍ𝕖’𝕤 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕡 on a table, cleaning his rifle. It didn’t need maintenance as often as most he carried, but when it does, it takes time. The scope is the hardest part, especially since a single smudge could make or break a shot. How he managed to get that much gunk on it, he didn’t know.