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/ / aerith if you need someone handled u just call phoebe . he will handle it i prommy

" as you wish ."

[ he definitely wouldn't say no .]

[ another bit of soft laughter .]

" my own little protection charms , then ."

[ he considers for a moment , tilting his head to the side .]

" mm . . . nah . they definitely drive home my tough guy personality ."

" ah , stop it . i have a reputation to keep ."

[ does he ? he still let her put the flowers in his hair in the first place .]

[ he's messing around anyways . he doesn't mind her teasing .]

— 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐕

Captain Ripley “Winter” Kullander | ONI | Reach survivor | Former marine | Reconnaissance | Infiltration | Retrieval | 6’7” | 6’11” in armor | Mirage IIC | Friendly | Helpful | Loyal

#ᴇʟᴜᴠᴇɪɴ | #HaloRP

" like i said , expert work ."

[ alright , yeah . that smile of his is going nowhere fast ]

don't let phoebe hear that kind of talk . he will call him dramatic for sure .

phoebe nods in response , then gets back up to do as he's promised . he'll keep an ear out for simon and his uh . . . his friend .

. . . god , he's going to have to deal with their awkwardness , huh .

and phoebe is not at all equipped to help with something like that .

" just uh -- yell if you need something . you're good at that . i'm gonna get us out of here ."

phoebe watches him for a moment , then sighs and shakes his head slowly . he reaches out , then , awkwardly patting his shoulder .

" you uh . . . you got this . made it this far , right ?"

/ / phoebe , watching simon be pathetic : can you like . . . get it together . maybe .

phoebe will get them settled down as promised . there's at least a cot he can lay her on for the time being .

" she'll probably be upset when she wakes up . just . . . try to calm her down ?"

he's not sure if simon is capable , but he's leaving it up to him .

phoebe doesn't really give a shit how they perceive each other .

" i'm going to set you down with her . don't touch a fuckin ' thing , got it ?"

" you got it ."

he's leading him along , right to his ship . it should comfortably hold the three of them for a little while . . . at least until he figures out what to do with simon and his girl .

𝘩𝘪𝘴 girl ? fuck , phoebe has no idea .

he shifts her a little where he's holding her .

" didn't say that was a bad thing . but you won't do her any good if you get caught again ."

phoebe rolls his eyes after a moment .

" didn't go anywhere . you don't have to scream and let everyone know where we are , by the way ."

" wh -- 𝘩𝘦𝘺 ?!"

god , if he could set her down somewhere that he knew would remain safe , he would but . . .

" i'm not waiting for your sorry ass ! i'll leave with her !"

he shouts after him .

" what ?"

he's stopping , turning to face him again after a second .

" i'm sure she'll make it known ."

he motions for him to follow after a moment .

" hope you don't have anything here that you want to keep . because we aren't coming back ."

" relax ."

he holds up a hand .

" she was scared , which makes sense given the circumstances . it was nothing to do with you -- all my fault ."

" she wasn't cooperating ."

at least he's gentle with her when he moves her ?

" listen , we were on a time crunch . you can get mad at me later ."

" should help with uh . . . whatever you've got going on . i think ."

he's moving to pick the girl back up . she's uh . . . certainly unconscious !

" let's move ."

" good god , you wanna relax a little bit ?"

he's settling the girl down for a moment . she's still breathing , at least .

" here ." medicine .

he's got the . . . girl that he was asked to find .

and some meds that he's pretty sure the guy needs .

[ there's a short laugh with that ]

" it's perfect ."

/ / no you're all good with this !! phoebe just doesn't want to be referred to with femme pronouns / terms of address . stuff like ' pretty ' or ' cute ' doesn't really bother him either .

" can definitely agree with that ."

[ reaching up to gently touch one of the flowers .]

" definitely an expert compared to me , then ."

[ that joy is infectious , apparently .]

[ he waves his hand dismissively .]

" only because of your expert touch ."

[ the flowers are nice . . .]