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"๐๐จ๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ, ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐๐ค ๐๐ญ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ!" | #RERP โช๏ธ Written By V โช๏ธ 25 OOC |
"I'm really not. I don't know what's in it exactly, but I'm a courier. I was sent here for a high priority delivery. Then this shit happened." He sighed. "I'm not even sure if anyone's still alive at the hospital."
โA what?โ His brows rose slightly from surprise. โYouโre carrying cargo like that. . . on foot? Like itโs all a casual walk. Youโre bluffing.โ
"Not really. Couriers don't exactly get much praise, believe it or not." He smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. "They just take the bag and go. Then the next delivery gets shoved in my face."
"I'm going to take it you don't get many of those?" Jude studied him, surprise evident in his blue eyes as they reflected the snow beneath their feet. There was a hint of concern in his expression, too. "But, yes. It was a compliment."
Um... handsome doctor..? Heh, heh, heh... Please don't kill himโ
ใ ค A mad doctor. Thatโs not a good thing to say. ใ ค
Receiving praise from a mad doctor... Yup, didn't see that one coming.
ใ ค Good boy. ใ ค
Bryan's unsure about this, but... he'll try. As long as it means he won't be lunch for those monster people.
ใ ค If heโs a good boy, the doctor will be the one who will reconsider. If he behaves well, nothing will happen to him. ใ ค
"Ahโ!" Bryan instantly fell forward, catching himself on the wall. "Hey, easy! I'm carrying fragile and important shit here! Probably a kids heart!"
His brow instantly twitched. Chris started to wonder if stoking the flame was Bryanโs form of fun. He lifted his foot and pressed it on Bryanโs back. Shoving him in the closet.
Bryan glanced at him from over shoulder, a dopey smile on his face. "Aw, I knew you cared." Clearing his throat, he looked back at the door, slowly pushing it open his gun raised. "Alright... here we go... Damn, it's dark. God, I hate this shit..."
His calm was instant the moment he complied. At first, he was going to decline. But he decided against it and walked behind him.
Hmm... Perhaps. Though choking him out was one hell of an introduction. Get him some warm socks and he might reconsider!
ใ ค He flatters him. They will have time to get to know each other and he will see that they get along well. ใ ค
Bryan's skeptical. Very skeptical. Though, he does have a good ASMR voice. He'll give him that much!
ใ ค Aw, he shouldnโt be. Bryan is in good hands. ใ ค
"Oh, Jesus Christ! Alright! Fuck me..." He huffed as he reluctantly stepped towards the door, flashlight in one hand and a gun in the other. He took a deep breath, bouncing on his feet as he prepped himself. "Okay, okay... You ready?" He rolled his shoulders back. "Got me covered?"
That response cause a vein to become apparent on his head. He walked near him. Every step indicating a danger that was worse than whatโs outside. โWho the fuck do you think you are, boy? You think Iโm going to let a pussy like you talk down to me?โ
Bryan immediately looked at Chris as if he had lost his mind. "Bitch, you're supposed to be protecting me! You check it out! I'm not getting fucking munched on!"
And here Chris thought he had a colorful language. He pointed to a nearby door. โGo fuck your way to that door and tell me whatโs in there.โ
Out of instinct, he grabbed at the man's large wrist with both hands. Goddamn it, why was this guy so fucking strong? Through half-lidded eyes, he was able to see the man's face somewhat. His eyes appeared to be hidden from some sort of visor. He was an older man. Strangely enough, he almost lookedโ
ใ ค The courage and brazenness with which Bryan blurted out that reply reminded him of someone very specific, and he couldnโt help but chuckle softly to himself. The lights were still off, and would remain so for as long as Victor wanted. Taking advantage of this, his right hand grabbed him by ยป
Zipping up the medical bag again, he looked towards her again. Poor thing, he thought. She must have been terrified. Bryan assumed it was due to the viral outbreak. Though, he hadn't known just what she'd been through prior to this. "You sure? I mean, will you be okay? You could wait here until I โ
Nyx almost shivered from hearing โUmbrella.โ She knew of what the organization didโฆ and what they did to her. Fidgeting with her sleeves again, she glances down the hall. โW-Wellโฆ I remember a few doctors heading towards the top floorโฆ theyโre probably up there right now. I-I can get you there.โ +
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Bryan couldn't help but laugh. He knew he was a hot mess and he'd learned to take that with confidence. Any time he delivered the package, he always came in, looking like a lost puppy. And when he had to get a signature, he usually had to approach the receptionist with a sheepish grin on his face โ
It was normal to feel uneasy about someone new entering the picture. What mattered was how both people handled those feelings, and that would ultimately determine how things turned out. Sometimes, one long, honest conversation was all it took to make things better โ or make them worse. +
Bryan stumbled back a bit as he took the flashlight. "Alright, alright! Shit, man... So fucking dark... Probably more monster people waiting around the fucking corner... Probably gonna turn me into a fucking happy meal..." He rambled to himself, the word "fuck" seemingly used in every sentence.
He looked back at him then shoved the flashlight on Bryanโs chest. โThen shut up and make yourself useful. Youโre the one who needs weapons. Not me.โ
Bryan had meant it too. He did actually care for those people waiting on an organ. In a way, he was just as responsible as the doctors operating on them. "The job is more stressful than you'd think, but once you get in the hospital and see all the shit people are going through, you remember it's โ
โ You have to see it in winter.โ She listened calmly, focused on the road as they drove farther and farther into the distance toward the big city. She nodded briefly. She understood. โ I can understand that. Besides, not many people feel obligated to help the way you do, even if it is for +
Don't judge him. He hasn't eaten for 12 hours.
โโ โ โโ โ ๐อยด๐ฬถโ โ โ theโ โ โ ๐ป๐ธ๐ต๐ดโ โ โ youโ โ โ แถโโsแต โand โ โ โ โ โ โ ๐อ๐อ๐อ โ โ โ thisโ โ โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โโ โ ๐แดฌ แดบอ อแดณอ อแดฑ โโ ื โโ โโ
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ I'm not letting you go through this ๐อ๐ฅอ๐จอ๐งอ๐อ. โ โ โ โ
This whole job seemed strange, but Bryan tried not to think much on it. Maybe he really was having bad luck. Being that it was his first time going to the city, it wasn't necessarily surprising. Still, though... why couldn't he get through to the hospital? "No, not the hospital, at least. Line wasโ
ใ ค Her coworker understood what she had asked and went upstairs to alert those in charge of the CCTV cameras. Gabrielle went back to her work, to that mask she always wore inside the pub, but which she set aside when she was with Bryan. Partly, at least. In response to his thanks, she gave him a ยป
As creepy as the man was, Bryan did find his voice to be surprisingly soothing. He wasn't sure whether or not that made him more terrifying. Regardless, he tilted his head back down, wondering what the hell he just stepped into. "You wanna place basketball with organs or some shit? Didn't realize โ
ใ ค Of course, he didnโt care in the slightest, but whilst Bryan was speaking, his helmet continued to gather information about him. The courier would soon realise just how tall he was in comparison, and how big as well. Victor smiled after a few long seconds of silence, and the tip of his forked ยป
"When you put it like that? Yeah, I guess you do have a point." He chuckled, glancing back over at her. "I know I'm just a courier, but I care about those people in need. They're in a fucked up situation and just want to be with their families."
clary smiles a little with the compliment , looking at him again after a moment . " you say that , but you're putting forth the effort to save someone's life . potentially at the cost of your own . i would consider that very special ."
"Right, right..." Glancing down, he unzipped the bag, carefully checking the package inside. The temperature still sat at around 37 degrees and the liquid, whatever it was, had a golden glow inside of the clear tube. "This is supposedly the key to a cure. Do you know if anyone is still here..? I โ
โYeahโฆโ Well that, and she also may have used her shadow abilities to rip a couple of them apart, but sheโs not saying that out loud for the time being. โSo uhmโฆ w-what do we do aboutโฆ you knowโฆ?โ She points down at the green medical bag he has.
Things were certainly complicated at the moment. Between the unexpected pregnancy and his long work hours, the relationship had fallen apart. Admittedly, he knew it was because he still lacked the maturity that she had. Bryan didn't mean to act like such an idiot, but he was scared of the big โ
โ"Well, maybe not accidentally hitting them with a bullet, but close enough. Who knows โ you might cross paths in a totally different way down the line." โHe couldn't help wondering if Bryan and his girlfriend had split up. That would definitely complicate the whole dad thing, though it wasn't +