the "rescue me" meme.

[luft]

the "rescue me" meme.
>> POST your character and preferences.
>> TAG others. use rng if you need or make up your own.
>> HAVE FUN.

001 A BAD DATE - you get a text, a phone call, or maybe you can just see the other person floundering on what clearly must be the worst date of their life. time to step in and save the day.
002 PRISON - maybe they've been wrongly convicted, or maybe you're an accomplice. either way, it's jailbreak. maybe the guards will fall for the old 'wounded prisoner' technique.
003 TAKEN HOSTAGE - they're being held at gunpoint, either for money or for fun. maybe you can talk down their captors, or maybe you are a captor, secretly working to help them.
004 ABUSE/NEGLECT - your body is damaged, your suffering taken it's toll. you can't save yourself anymore. you're wounded, you're starving, maybe even dying. someone, help.
005 ADDICTION - just one more. nothing bad will happen if you just get one more. either way, you can't save yourself from this downward spiral. someone else is going to have to help.
006 YOURSELF - one bad choice after another, your self-destructive tendencies are going to get the best of you unless someone steps in, quick, to save the day.
007 CLIMATIC SITUATION - you're hovering over an active volcano, a pit of sharks, about to fall off a cliff. whatever it is, you've only got precious seconds of life left.
008 LONELINESS - you've been secluded, locked away, and the emptiness is overwhelming. you need company, or you might just drown.
009 UNWANTED SOCIAL FUNCTION - a family reunion, your three o'clock board meeting, whatever it is, you desperately don't want to go. hopefully your good buddy can come up with a distraction.
010 A BAD ROMANCE - you're trapped in a relationship that's headed south, and you can't seem to get away from the other person. looks like you need a helping hand, maybe a prince charming.
011 WILD CARD - make up your own or roll again.

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Comments

[ibelonghere]

I don't know.

[She drops into a chair halfway down the hall.]

Scott came in a couple hours ago. Somebody did a hell of a number on him.

[A sigh.]

He's leg and arm are broke, looks like some shattered ribs. Looks like he hasn't ate in weeks.

[brains_before_bullets]

What?!

[Consider everything dropped.]

I'm coming in. He say what happened?

[ibelonghere]

That it was personal business.

[She rubs the side of her neck.]

Jax, he doesn't want to add this to the shit load you already have on your plate.

[brains_before_bullets]

Bullshit. Why would he have personal business out here?

[There's the sound of outside as Jax walks out of wherever he was.]

It's gotta be related to the club.

[ibelonghere]

[She leans back and slouches in the chair.]

He's not saying much. And I'm sure the second you arrive he's gonna stop talking altogether.

[brains_before_bullets]

[There's silence on the other end of the line for a while.]

He really being that stubborn?

[ibelonghere]

Yeah.

[She moves to get up and starts back down the hall toward Scott's room.]

[brains_before_bullets]

Try to get something outta him.

[A sigh on the other end of the phone.]

I'll let Steve know is sergeant isn't dead.

[ibelonghere]

What the hell makes you think he'll tell me anything?

[She tilts her head back a bit with a sigh.]

[brains_before_bullets]

Let's face it. You're a bit more gentle than me.

[A bit. Hah.]

If you can. He needs our help, but he's being stubborn because he doesn't want SAMCRO in more trouble because of it.

[And if something happened to a charter member in SAMCRO care... he might have more trouble regardless. SAMNEW and SAMMAN were always the more chilled out charters, but they were still Sons.]

[ibelonghere]

[She begins to pace a bit.]

I'll try, okay. I can't make any promises that he'll tell me much of anything.

[Her gaze turns to the door of the room.]

[brains_before_bullets]

Thanks, darlin'

[Another sigh.]

I'll come by later, alright?

[ibelonghere]

Yeah. I'll be around.

[A beat.]

Love you.

[brains_before_bullets]

Love you, too.

[ibelonghere]

[She hangs up and pockets her phone.

Sighing she moves back into Scott's room and pulls up the chair once again.]

[westgaterider]

[There's an arm over his eyes, hiding any sign of his little breakdown after Tara left.

He shifts it to get a look at who it is, but it gets replaced soon after. He says nothing.]

[ibelonghere]

Jax'll place a call back to let them know you're alive.

[She crosses her legs.]

[westgaterider]

So you told him?

[A grunt.]

When's he coming in guns blazing?

[ibelonghere]

Said he be in later.

[A pause.]

Didn't say it was to see you though.

[She leans forward and laces her fingers together.]

[westgaterider]

Like it'd be for any other reason.

[Lifting the arm, eyes still shadowed so she can't see the redness from the salt.]

He send you in to get more info?

[ibelonghere]

[She glares slightly.]

Suddenly forget his wife works here?

[A shake of her head.]

Nope.

[westgaterider]

[He bites back a spiteful comment that's sitting on the edge of his tounge.]

Listen, love. I know how this bollocks goes down. He sends the wife in because I might open up a bit more to someone who isn't breathing down my bloody neck.

[ibelonghere]

I could care less if you told me a damn thing. This isn't my business but, the least I can do it keep you company.

[She scratches at her forehead a bit.]

But, by all means tell me to piss off and I gladly will.

[westgaterider]

[He doesn't do anything to make her stay.

He looks away, the shadow of his arm still covering his eyes.

Well, he hasn't told her to sod off yet.]

[ibelonghere]

[She doesn't leave either.

She actually judging by the clock in the room has about five minutes till her shift is over.

So she stays. And just sits in silence with him.]