Anna Karina | Vivre sa vie | Jean-Luc Godard
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"maybe the problem is you" oh the problem is definitely me, next question
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drinking alone after work is not something sabine bogelot does often, not because she doesn’t like it — god knows she enjoys the sting of alcohol in the back of her throat after stress has consumed her for a whole day — but because she rarely indulges in pleasures outside the house when she has the time for them. it often ends up one of two ways: with her bored out of her mind, or annoyed beyond measure. this time, as darlin appears in her peripheral vision, taking form by her side with a grin she knows too well by now, sabine knows how this night will conclude. she scoffs then, at the thought, at darlin’s audacity, and closes her eyes for a second not to snap so immediately at her.
“ i’m fine, ” it comes between gritted teeth, the affirmation, yet she manages a smile for the bartender. she turns to darling after, mildly, reluctantly. “ what are you doing here ? ” her hand is up before darlin can utter a single syllable, she doesn’t have the time nor the patience for one of her stupid answers. “ i mean here, by my side, so … close to me. ” the word is spit, disgusted, as if the single thought of darlin near her made her nauseous.
𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑: @pvregold ( sabine )
her usual haunt after work would be helmouth — not only because it's jaguar territory and where she conducts other 'business dealings' so to speak. but also, the atmosphere was one she flourished in, a place where chaos thrived and people tended to give in to their more carnal desires. mutant and human alike. yet; there were moments, however few and far between, she simply wanted something a little more placid. the dichotomy of darlin mejia. stepping into the establishment, she makes a beeline for the bar, almost instantaneous the way dark eyes find a very familiar face sat there already. and she thinks – perhaps the night could be fun after all.
flagging down the bartender she orders. ❝ i'll take a zombie, and.. ❞ peering over at sabine's glass. ❝ another of whatever she's having, on me. you don't mind, right ? ❞ turning her attention to the other woman then, slipping onto the stool beside her. the question was more rhetoric really, not exactly waiting for an answer, nor would it have deterred her regardless, flashing a cheshire like grin.
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quiet and graceful as a gazelle, sabine moves between cabinets full of files. she clutches the ones she’d gotten tight in her hands, holds her breath for a moment, and looks for mina in the distance. the sight gives her pause. she knows exactly why she’s doing this — breaking in, breaking the law, stealing documents — yet she still questions why she acceded to do it with her if every time she sees her something seethes inside, if every encounter they have ends up with them bickering, getting on each other’s nerves until one of them flees frustrated and angry. a heavy sigh leaves her at the thought, knowing it’s not the time to dwell on things — they’re running against it.
“ well, i needed to clean up the mess. the later they realize someone unauthorized was here, the better for us. ” the answer carries a rage that stings on the tip of her tongue, tainted with a venom that spits the air surrounding them. it simmers within for a moment, and calms down when her attention is brought to the open portal. she doesn’t utter a word as she enters it, swallowing hard when the energy hits her and she braces herself for the wave of nausea that always comes right after she crosses. “ god, ” she mutters as a new setting unfolds in front of her, not sure if it’s loud enough for mina to hear her. she complains anyway. “ i fucking hate your portals. ”
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a portal wavers before her , a mass of sparkling silver she still struggles to understand after so many years of coming to terms with her abilities . mina's pale eyes seek out the figure coming closer , teeth dug into a plump lower lip as she gets closer , closer — it might save her a hundred migraines to close the portal on sabine and leave her to find her own way out , but her eyes fall to the patient files clutched in the other woman's hands and she remains there in spite of herself , holding open the portal long enough for her to push through to the other side .
“ took you long enough , ” the words are a sigh on her lips , reaching to take the files from sabine and flick through them , seeking out her own name but seeing — nothing . a slow , steadying inhale before she looks back up at her , to someone she has spent the better half of their acquaintanceship bickering hopelessly with . her gaze lingers a moment too long on sabine , sharpened steel upon the soft brown looking back on her . she's tired , worn out from earlier in the day and the portal could only stay open from a nearby location , they still need to find their way out . “ come on , before someone notices they're gone . ”
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the scowl on her countenance appears instantly at the sudden, unexpected interruption, clear evidence of her annoyance, yet the sight gives her pause — treating ezra is always a delight, hence she can’t help the small bubble of excitement that fills her. “ you have knuckles, though, you could’ve knocked, ” sabine retorts dryly as she stands from her chair, approaching him. “ what happened this time ? ”
starter for @pvregold !! ( for sabine )
"i know i don't exactly have an appointment—" or a key, for that matter. closed doors have never stopped him before. "—but i'm sure you can see things are a bit urgent."
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… # [ status ] ⤿ closed for @ofliarsandlovers .
… # [ location ] ⤿ a rooftop somewhere in sector five .
the greedy nature of her intellect that often buzzes inside simmers at the prospect of her questions being answered, of her senses witnessing a power she still can’t fully comprehend. the bottle of wine swirls in her hand as she contemplates her next words, and her eyes slowly move from the horizon to josefine’s face. “ so, if you can manipulate lies, does it mean you can also know, with absolute certainty, when people are lying ? ” the question might sound dumb, but that’s how research works: you ask and prodd and dig until you have enough information to find something.
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to find kit, sometimes, was an arduous task to complete. yet despite his slippery tendencies, audre always managed to do it ( or well, at least, the times she proposed herself to do it ). what they weren’t good at, though, was being smooth, so the chuckle that fell from their lips at getting caught was unavoidable and found its way out the alley before their form did. “ ah, please, you know i can take care of myself, ” his warning was sweet in an amusing way, it made her eyes light up with mirth. “ but i’m not sure you can do it, so i’m here to keep you protected and … maybe … take you to dinner. what do you say ? wanna be my damsel in distress or whatever ? ”
open to — everyone .
he slips from the back doors of helmouth , another under the table job completed quietly as the bass had pounded through the walls from the back room where he had delivered the product . cash in hand is shoved swiftly into the inside pocket of his worn out jacket , hands are shaken , and he's gone into the shivering drizzle of rain falling from a moonlit sky . with a sigh , kit lights up a cigarette before heading from the back doors towards civilisation , until he notices another presence nearby . “ do you make a habit of hanging out in alleyways ? ” he asks , amusement in his dark eyes . “ it's not exactly safe back here . ”
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audre’s head tilts to the side and it’s endearing, in a way — it makes them look like a dog whose attention has been picked. “ is it mandatory to tell ? ” they ask, a shit - eating grin tugging at their lips. “ like, if i don’t you won’t stitch me or do my check ups ? ” it was an evasion technique, of course. she didn’t want to face the fact that her recklessness had turn into clumsiness and she had ended up like this.
open || dam's office
"right, are we going through the song and dance of bullshitting our way around this, or do you want to tell me exactly how you ended up needing seventeen stitches on a random tuesday?"
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their brows furrow on instinct, head tilting down to look in the general direction of the mentioned device. “ yeah, sure, ” the reply comes easily, with a shrug. “ what kinda trouble is it giving you ? ”
starter for @pvregold !! ( for audre )
"hey," he nodded in greeting; "my implant's been giving me trouble. would you mind taking a look? i'm getting static."
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#PVREGOLD an attempt at studying the twisted sensation of feeling that evil roars in your blood, cursed since birth and before ; the simmering pain of abandonment hidden within the confines of a heart too noble for this wrecked world ; an untamed desire to excel greedily engulfing a mind brilliant beyond its years ; a reckless soul brimming with energy, hard to contain, untamed as a bagual running in the wind ; the stinging sensation of alcohol touching the back of your throat as the only escape to emotional atrophy ; & the harsh reality of a destroyed earth, everything your eyes have ever known.
⸺ written for armageddonfm .
* home of audre héritier , cybernetic specialist human & sabine bogelot , immunologist gen ii mutant ( materiokinesis ) .
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✦ SABINE BOGELOT › hard - working yet short - tempered thirty year old immunologist who goes by she + her pronouns and is always carrying the initial of her late mother hanging around her neck. born in sol city, often can be seen nose deep in any and every of her lab tasks, training incessantly to clear her mind, or taciturnly researching in any space quiet enough for her to focus. perceptive as a cat in the dark, but insensitive as a numb limb, sabine deeply enjoys calm afternoons that allow her to read, nursing a glass of wine after a particular exhausting day & take long and lone walks when she can. chaotic neutral, aries sun & biology enthusiast, she identifies as a lesbian cis woman, has the terrible habit of maniacally moving a pen between index and forefinger when she’s anxiously concentrated, and carries with her the ability of matter manipulation.
* LINKS . threads. tag. wanted connections. pinterest. ©.
* ONE , BASICS .
full name: sabine aurora bogelot. nicknames: sab, rory, bean ( brother’s rights only ). age + dob: thirty + april 13th. hometown: sol city. gender + pronouns: cis - woman + she / her. orientation: lesbian. species: mutant. ability: matter manipulation. occupation: immunologist. sector: five. affiliation: the mutant’s society.
* TWO , PERSONALITY TRAITS .
positive traits: hard - working, perceptive, intelligent. neutral traits: determined, guarded, witty. negative traits: insensitive, short - tempered, cynical. zodiac’s main three: aries sun, taurus moon, aquarius rising. moral alignment: chaotic neutral. temperament: choleric.
* THREE , A BRIEF TALE .
it all started with your grandmother, she was the one infected for years, she was the one to get the cure when it was eventually discovered and carry the gene that made you a mutant. as biology works, it skipped a generation, your human mother a beacon of hope in her torment. yet she knew enough to see, the very moment you were born, you were like her, that her curse had touched your vulnerable being, that you would be an outcast as she was. having a father who despised what you were, what you entitled didn’t help, either.
but you were a force of nature, and nobody would tell you what to do, how to be, where to stand.
you didn’t grow up too joyful, but at least you grew up tough, resilient as a block of iron. and despite the world you were born into, the destruction engulfing the borders of your existence, and the loss that taints your heart with grief until today, soon enough you were a strong woman with a strong character, an unwavering devotion for science that made you reliable, and the ability to manipulate matter at your whim. there was little on this earth, wrecked as it was, that could stop you, and you would not allow even that to do so.
* FOUR , ESSENTIALS + HEADCANONS .
( ! ) CW : PARENTAL NEGLECT & DEATH, DISEASE, GRIEF, ALCOHOL.
i. daughter of louise and jean-luc bogelot, she’s the youngest of three children. she has two brothers, one of them is her twin.
ii. despite marrying for love, the discovery of their mutant nature put a damper on that devotion — their father quickly turned cold and distant, and with his neglect and the violence that came with it they grew up until they were abandoned by him during their early teenage years.
iii. sabine inherited her love for science from her mother, a doctor in sector 4 who taught her the basis of what she now dedicates her life to.
iv. sadly she died of a strange, unknown disease when she was fifteen, although sabine always thought it was from sadness. she owned a necklace with her initial that sabine has worn unfailingly ever since.
v. she’s an avid reader, and even when she has little time to do it between her work and research, every little free space she finds she uses it to read some fiction that pushes her away from reality for a while. psychological thrillers are her favorite genre.
vi. regardless of her attentive and perceptive nature, she’s also very insensitive, this trait can be mostly seen in the blunt way in which she could say some truths. she’s quite tactless with her honesty most of the time ( i’m really sorry about her tt ).
vii. she’s also very sarcastic and has very little patience with people, yet she’s an awesome drinking buddy and a great listener, even when she will roll her eyes at you as she does it.
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#01. a confidant ( 0 / 1 ) . — i picture this particular relationship as a very profound, emotional one, though they don’t talk about it. it is not romantic, and they are not necessarily friends, yet there’s this intimacy between them that they can’t really explain, it pulls them towards the other , it makes them each other’s shelter.
#02. an unlikely friendship ( 0 / 1 ) . — as closed - off as she is, making friends is not something sabine does frequently or easily, and this person comes as a surprise because it’s the absolute opposite of her. how did it work ? totally up to plot ! but they care for each other deeply and know what’s happening to each other with a single glance. this is the only other person sabine trusts with her life.
#03. drinking buddies ( 0 / 3 ) . — people she mildly tolerates, those who don’t irritate her the moment she spots them, especially after one or two glasses of wine. i reckon they often manage to make them laugh or lose their tongue, and somehow their schedules often match — that’s the main reason this relationship developed .
#04. a “ bad ” influence ( 0 / 1 ) . — someone who’s constantly bothering her to take her out of her workaholic shell and often, very, very often succeeds. sabine ends up following them whenever they wanna take her, and regretting it deeply the next morning. she gives them a piece of her mind every time, accusing them of distracting her and being a bad influence, but she can’t help the fondness … nor the smile that takes all seriousness out of the scold.
#05. an annoying counterpart ( 0 / 1 ) . — this individual just … bugs her to no end. whether it’s due to their personality or because they do it intentionally, they make sabine roll her eyes so often she’s sure they’ll get stuck behind her eyelids any day now. however, she doesn't dislike them, on the contrary, although you’ll catch her death before she admits her fondness for them.
#06. those she can’t help but care for ( 0 / 3 ) . — she doesn’t have time to care ( or at least, that’s what she tells herself ), but she can’t avoid it with these people. she’s always looking out for them in any way she can but will refuse to acknowledge it if you ever bring it up .
#07. a mentor ( 0 / 1 ) . — it can be from the scientific field or any other, but they, somehow, took her under their wing. if it’s a scientist like her, they can guide her through her research, and if it’s any other field we can tots discuss the connection !
#08. an enemy / rival ( 0 / 1 ) . — i’d love someone she constantly competes with, who challenges her in any sphere of her life, and makes her blood boil because she doesn’t like to be challenged. if they have this strong yet unaddressed sexual tension every time they bicker even better *moon emoji*.
#09. everything and anything !!! truly, i just want things and stuff and plots and threads, so let’s do ittt.
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✦ AUDRE HÉRITIER › affable yet impertinent forty - one year old cybernetics specialist who goes by she + they pronouns and is always toying with an unknown device between fitful fingers. born in sol city, often can be seen walking through her section with a playful smirk perched on her countenance, highly focused behind a too - bright screen, or lighting up a new cigarette despite having an unfinished one in her usual ashtray. resourceful by nature and nurture, but heedless as a hyperactive child, audre deeply enjoys the stinging taste of scotch against their tongue when nights become too long ; the faint smell of sweat and lime that emanates from their skin after a successful run & the growl of annoyance they ignite in someone they’ve managed to annoy. chaotic good, sagittarius sun & dancing enthusiast, audre identifies herself as a lesbian demi - woman, has the terrible habit of biting their knuckles when they have to wait for something or sometimes, the impatient simmering inside barely tolerable, and loves nothing more than the smell of her mother’s cooking.
* LINKS . threads. tag. wanted connections. pinterest. ©.
* ONE , BASICS .
full name : audre etta héritier. nicknames : dree, ettie ( mother’s rights only ). age + dob : forty1 + december 17th. hometown : sol city. gender + pronouns : demi - woman + she / they. orientation : lesbian. species : human. occupation : cybernetics specialist. sector : seven. affiliation : none.
* TWO , PERSONALITY TRAITS .
positive traits : resourceful, efficient, affable. neutral traits : independent, discerning, logical. negative traits : impertinent, argumentative, heedless. zodiac’s main three : sagittarius sun, aquarius moon, aries rising. moral alignment : chaotic good. temperament : sanguine.
* THREE , A BRIEF TALE .
it was cruel, leaving you adrift at the hospital only hours after you were born, yet it never mattered to you ( at least, not enough to spare it a second thought ) — the world surrounding you was too dangerous, too devastated to care about those who brought you into this life and left you behind to survive how you could.
and survive you did, unstoppable, solid as a concrete tower .
you didn’t know about parents, but you knew about love. it came unrestrictedly from the woman who took you in, a nurse at the hospital that always wanted a child yet never got the chance to have one. until you. you grew up loved and pampered and chaotic, and in the freedom handed to you, you found your passion for electronics and cybernetics. the word genius didn’t take long to surround you, but you never paid much attention to it — as long as you were allowed to do what you loved, as long as your mother was safe and you were out of trouble despite your heedless nature, everything else was irrelevant.
* FOUR , ESSENTIALS + HEADCANONS .
( ! ) CW : ABANDONMENT, SMOKING, FOOD, KNIFE MENTION.
i. adopted by someone who yearned so terribly for a child made the word no a very scarce one in her reality, she was a very energetic, reckless, yet despite her shenanigans, little to none of them were ever serious or harmful.
ii. they knew from the very beginning that the one raising them wasn’t their mother, however, the name slipped from them enough times to stick and that’s what audre calls them until this day. to everyone concerned, she is their mother.
iii. they don’t read too often, their attention span too narrow to truly enjoy it. however, when they do, they do it to learn about the old world. their favorite thing about that time was dogs and the relationship they had with humans.
iv. it was her curious nature that led her to discover her love for science — she was thirteen the first time she came upon and managed to repair an old device.
v. they’re a skilled knife thrower. they gained the ability thanks to a paranoid scavenger ex-girlfriend who worried too much about their incapacity to defend themself physically.
vi. she’s a great cook and loves doing it for others. it is, most of the time, the way she has to show love and take care of people. she deeply believes a full stomach can cure any maladies.
vii. sadly, they smoke a lot. they’re not a big drinker, but they are an enthusiastic smoker. their ashtray is often filled with half - consumed cigarettes, though, because their terrible attention span hardly ever lets them finish one.
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#01. a bestie ( 0 / 1 ) — someone who gets them and understands them completely, who doesn’t judge but also doesn’t take any of their bullshit if they come up with it and / or if necessary. when and how they met is up to plot !
#02. a partner in crime ( 0 / 1 ) — this person and audre are very alike, not completely, but they share certain traits ( utp ) that make them inseparable and a terrible influence on one another. they fuel each other’s reckless side to the brim and are always getting in trouble together .
#03. fellow nerds ( open ) — other cybernetic specialists or techs she works well with, or who can’t stand them, who teach them some things or learn from them. honestly, anything would work and can be discussed !
#04. their smoke break ( 0 / 3 ) — like a drinking buddy but instead of alcohol it’s cigarettes and often in the middle of the work day. when they smoke with this person is the only time they actually finish their cigs.
#05. flings / fwb / booty calls ( 0 / 2 ) — pretty self - explanatory, i think. but yeah, their libido is high and their stamina higher. no strings attached, no drama, just vibes and bangs .
#06. a confidant ( 0 / 1 ) — okay, this person is very especial because it is the only one ( aside from her mother, of course ) with whom audre isn’t an annoying, reckless idiot. this person sees her self beyond that, the person that exists under all those layers of stupid jokes and the struggles of her soul.
#07. friends !!! ( open ) — they are a pretty fun person to be around tbh, and making friends is as easy as breathing to audre, so … any gender, any age, any background, anything !
#08. someone who can’t stand them ( 0 / 1 ) . — and it is definitely a one - sided thing on your muse part, mostly because audre doesn’t give a fuck and probably enjoys being hated and mess with them .
#09. anything else you can think of!!! i just want everything, pls gimme.
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