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anxious bird noises 

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@toxickaylove replied to your post “My, my, my, mailman. The things you've done.”

"All in the past. Don't let the past haunt you~!"

he knew she was just trying to be nice.  She was a nice lady aside from when they threw things at each other or she tried to attack him, so he tried not to get too defensive when she spoke so openly and easily of things he struggled with daily.  And with T around and Rocket moving in, he didn’t have much of a choice in the matter.

... but it was good advice.  He gave her a look, but figured saying something smart to the person holding the hot pot of coffee was not his brightest idea.  

“I’ll do my best.”  with that, he slid his empty mug forward for a refill.

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she's going to ruin e v e r y t h i n g you've worked for. she's going to tell her what you d i d. you have to f i x this or she'll tear it all a p a r t for you.

Everything seemed to be pulling apart right now.  So perhaps it wasn’t such a surprise when these terrible horrible thoughts crept into his head, as if Jekyll himself was rising from the gave to act offensively on an old charge during Hyde’s passively defensive guard.

He hadn’t been expecting it, so hearing those words echo in the back of his weakened, self depreciated, mind and the ideas that drag with them (was he so eager to correct her again??) shakes him a little harder than he thought possible in this moment.  Of all the times to think of the young ex-rocket, the weak point, the veritable key to the destruction of all his hard fought happiness, now…. was likely the one time he should be worried.

All of this was his fault after all.  if he had been less selfish, a little less clingy, none of this would have arisen and Plumeria, Guzma, or likely anyone attached to them wouldn’t be suffering so.  He had forgotten his place, let his selfishness slip, and now people were hurting because of his lack of control.  disgusting.  Is this really what the great Doctor Jekyll had fallen to?  Had all the training and guidance he received led up to this?? 

Maybe… if back then he had been more thorough, had really laid into her the rules and regulations she had to follow while he was around, she’d still fear him now and he wouldn’t have to worry about her so much after showing up in his new life. no. Maybe he should reinstate that fear. no!  Maybe if he had done a good job instead of letting his guard down for those big watery eyes and sweet talk, she wouldn’t be a problem now.  she deserved better!!

but perhaps this was all his mercy was good for.

[deliveryboi]

Let’s play pretend @tender--age--in--plume​ [x]

“It’s harder to fly up the stairs,” he commented bluntly, eyeing her with mottled suspicion and silent curiosity.

it was the key that caught his eye next, and from there his concerned scowl traversed to her eyes (the only thing that stopped him from being upset that this child had stolen her key).  that same sharp gold he knew oh so well looked back at him from a younger, rounder, but still quite familiar face, one he would never and could never forget.               Melia Akana...                                                Plumeria Keawe....                                                                                    Cat....was a child.

seriously though, what in the name of Dicks was going on?  Why was she... what... 8?  11???  he was so confused he still hadn’t come down from his perch crouched on the windowsill, his hands still holding tight to the tiny plant and cookies.  He wasn’t entirely sure he wasn’t high after that initial dive and just seeing things, or maybe it was that adversely colored sandwich he had attempted to eat earlier haunting him.  ... maybe he should see how this played out though.

His scrutinizing gaze looked from the mop headed child to her glamorous collection of Plumeria’s her own things spread out before her in all their organized glory. His eyes paused and narrow at the pills.  He knew things were stressful enough on her.. but... he silently vowed to take them with him nonetheless.  Hopefully she wouldn’t be too mad... when she stopped being a child.  

if she stopped being a child.  .... there was a terrible thought.

quick!  time to refocus, “What are you looking for?”

[deliveryboi]

Handling packages with @aether-florie [x]

aether-florie

“I’m afraid I have one more package for you.” Her smile and the tone of her voice indicated that she clearly believed this was a good thing, even if the box she pushed into the room was fairly large, though it didn’t seem too heavy for her.

She had more to say, but she wanted to see his reaction first.

he blinked as she wheeled it in, that was a big one. What would Overwatch be shipping that was so big? parts? new equipment?? a body?

squashing his curiosity for his usual professional demeanor, he stood and grabbed his tablet, long fingers bringing up the code reader with practiced ease. He was around the desk in three long strides, looking over the package. “Anything organic?” he asked, quirking a brow up at her in a glance. He’d know in a moment of course, but this was just idle chatter.

Now… where is that label…

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How the cookie crumbles with @komala-scientist [x]

The doctor took it regardless. “Sat on it, did we? So long as it’s wrapped, I’m sure it’s just as tasty in pieces. Less chewing required.” He chuckled, pocketing it.

“You look peeked. Are you sleeping?”

he winced a smile.  “ah... I must have..”  he watched as the other man took his poor excuse for an offering, trying not to reach out and snag it back so he could throw it in the ocean in his embarrassment.

at the mention of looking tired, Hyde smiled.  “I’m alright.”  with all the trouble with their trade partners in Kalos, he hadn’t been home much.  he hadn’t seen cat much either, and without her it was hard to find enough peace to sleep comfortable when he did... but no one needed to know that.

“what about you?  getting enough sleep?”