#handler blue

[eod-agent-13-12]

Recovery is far from fun

(Since the RP thread is looking very long, let's just put the recovery arc here. @brain-is-a-toaster, @agent--shadow, @agentwraith, @blueorchid-95)

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"Whatever other me did is indeed impressive. I still can't decode the files."

The woman looked at the documents, seemingly uncaring at the chaos left by several agents. It was not her universe, not her problem. She'll stay out of this mess unless someone involves her directly.

"But, if this gets leaked, it'll be troublesome. And annoying. It's bad enough that other me became Agent Phoenix. But now, this?"

She held up a vial in her hands, noticing the clear liquid slowly taking on a brown hue as it mixed with blood.

"I suppose no one needs the documentation to know just how much damage this concoction can do. Too bad. The samples are highly limited. But we'll get there eventually."

A small resignation swirled in her grey eyes before it was covered by blond hair.

"... We're the same person, after all."

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"How have you and Shadow been, Blue?"

Ellie looked at her fellow handler as she dropped by the hospital ward.

13-12 had been recovering nicely, well, as nicely as anyone in their situation would. Their handler was far from pleased at what happened.

Typhoon's ward across the hall was quiet. Try as he might, he can't exactly deny that he's currently fretting over Wraith. Unfortunately, he's not allowed to leave so he can be observed.

A lot has happened and Ellie knows that clearing the air might help them decide what needs to be done next.

[agentwraith]

Wraith standing behind Kai and going, “say that again. Do it.” :) If Kai says it again he goes into the blanket filled box until he takes it back. /silly

Whumpees who crave praise. Whumpees who want to be told "It's all okay". Whumpees who would die just to hear that someone cares about them. Whumpees who have been starved from being told they meant anything.

Whumpees who would suffer everything for a "You've done so well".

[blue-theservicedog]

You know you’re a service dog handler when you get excited that a public place has trash bins outside the doors.

[fyther]

First fully rendered drawing on Ibis yippiee!

[cherrytraveller]

posting this here too to be a menace to @xinrouska's mental health at every front. save her (and the rest of my friends for that matter too).

[pandagobrr]

Awww, that's sad but also really sweet ❤️

Shadow is usually a pretty light sleeper, so I imagine that when Blue goes to check on her, Shadow wakes up and is like "what're you doing? No, stay here." And Blue has to hold her agent's hand for up to 20 minutes before she'll go back to sleep. Shadow will take her whole forearm if given the chance. Cuddling it essentially like a child's plushie, even the last time she had a plush was when she was like, 10. I guess she just never grew out of the habit...

@blueorchid-95

What does Blue have nightmares about?

She’s absolutely terrified of losing her family or anyone else who matters to her. She usually wakes up in a cold sweat after a nightmare of Shadow dying over the intercom and goes to check her box, see if she’s alright. Blue also has nightmares about all her deaths!

[oliviackaotix-blog]

Sunny isn’t dead, he just moved to Australia

[ocean-blue-whump]

Buying More Time

Happens after THIS

Dax Del Mar Masterlist

Tagging @ashintheairlikesnow @outofangband - let me know if you want to be added/removed!

TW: pet whump, BBU, discussion of Romantics (not graphic), Dennison is fairly creepy and possessive, this is just a WRU salespitch kind of 

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Dennison flops down at his desk, lacing his hands behind his head. Rough day at work. He went to check his boy out in the morning. 479 was as beautiful as ever, with those confused, doe-like silver eyes and his messy black hair. All he wanted to do was take advantage of the sweet little thing, but it’s too early for that. Unfortunately, 479 is just a patient in the clinic, not a trainee. At least, not yet. The rest of the day was filled with a bunch of Romantics, all eager and docile, but none as sweet as his 479. 

All day, he was dealing with those trainees, and all day, he was thinking about this exact moment. What to say, what to do, what words to use to really sell this. He flips open 479’s file and finds the number of his owner, one Levi Katz. That bastard didn’t know just how valuable his boy really is. Dennison let 479 slip through his fingers once. He won’t let it happen again. He picks up his phone and dials the number, placing it to his ear. 

It rings for a few moments, but eventually, someone picks up. “Hello?” Levi answers. “Who is this?”

Dennison smiles his widest even though the man can’t see him. “Hello, Mr. Katz. My name is Handler Patrick Dennison with WRU Romantics Division. How are you?”

Levi sighs, his voice scratchy through the phone. He sounds old, much older than Dennison. A shame, really. 479 would do better with someone young. Someone to match his…stamina. “I’m fine, Handler Dennison. How’s Hermes?”

“Oh, 588479 is recovering nicely. I’m sure the staff at the clinic will be calling you to give a more thorough medical update on the pet’s condition. I’m not very well versed on that sort of thing.” He forces a chuckle, knowing it sounds real enough to build rapport. “What I’m calling about, Mr. Katz, is more about after 479 is released from medical care. I’m a Senior Handler here, which means I have quite a lot of experience evaluating Romantics. I went in recently to evaluate how this injury of his will impact his ability to function as a Romantic. We here at WRU take our finished products very seriously, and if anything less than perfect was delivered back to your care, we simply could not stand for that.” Dennison leans forward, shuffling some papers on his desk to make it seem more convincing. “Now, when I evaluated 479—Hermes—it was clear to me that he is in desperate need of a refresher course. Just the basics, he won’t be gone long. Positions, pleasure skills, obedience.”

Levi pauses, but eventually, he says, “Okay. I trust your decision, Handler. Do what you need to do. Make sure Hermes is allowed to continue his reading. It’s important he maintains that skill.”

“Oh, oh, Mr. Katz, of course. 479 is very unique in that regard. Here at WRU, pet customisation is of the utmost importance.” Here it is. Time to move in for the kill. Dennison takes a deep breath, knowing he has to sell this hard to really get his boy to stay a little while longer. “Customisation is the other thing I’d like to discuss. WRU has made a lot of changes to our Romantic curriculum since 479 was trained. We are now proud to offer several new packages and add ons to enhance your pet. I took the liberty of selecting a few options if you’d like to hear them?”

“How much is this going to cost?” Levi asks. “I’ve already spent a fortune on Hermes. Training, medicine, jewelry, it adds up.”

Dennison laughs. “I completely understand that, Mr. Katz. Having the best of the best can be a costly venture. But to be honest with you, 479 was an absolute doll to train. A true pleasure. I would consider it an honor to have him again. Because of that, I’m willing to offer you a discount. Twenty percent off all services. It’s the biggest discount we offer owners, Mr. Katz.”

“Yeah, okay,” Levi grumbles. “Let’s hear it.”

“Wonderful.” The twenty percent off worked like a charm, Dennison knew it would. “I’m more than happy to send a full packet of options over your way, but I would hate to waste your very valuable time, Mr. Katz. I’ve come up with the additional services that I think would be best suited to 479 and to your needs. I won’t bore you with technical terms. He’ll benefit greatly from our Romantic-specific general enhancement package, which reinforces and builds on Romantic skills. I also would recommend our dictation add on. I know you like having 479 read to you. This is a small add on, but it’ll really add eloquence to his speech. Our speech trainers here can make him sound like he’s telling a story instead of just reading words off a page. This will all take about a month, but that timeline isn’t set in stone. I’d need your permission to evaluate him.”

“Can you…” Levi sighs, Dennison can imagine the old bastard pinching his nose and missing his Romantic. “Can you train him to beg better? Like…he’s sweet when he begs, but he doesn’t know a lot of different ways to do it? And I’d like a refresher on his classical ballet training. Just to be safe in case his illness damaged his skills.”

Oh, this is perfect. Absolutely perfect. Dennison wasn’t expecting this much, if anything, he wasn’t sure Levi would go for this at all. But two more add ons? He’ll get so much more time with 479 and he’ll get a nice bonus at the end of the year. “Of course, Mr. Katz. Begging and classical ballet, in addition to the Romantic-specific general enhancement package and the dictation package.”

“Yes, that’s fine. Have your people send the bill to my house.” 

“Same place we sent your pet, or have you moved since, Mr. Katz?” Dennison says, typing up the order request to get it approved. 

“Same address you have on file. Will you be his primary handler, or will his training go to someone else?” 

Dennison grins, imagining how wonderful it will be to have his boy under his desk again. “That’s right. I’m emailing you consent forms right now to continue training your pet, and if you sign those tonight, I’ll evaluate your pet tomorrow morning and give you a call right after.”

“Sounds perfect, Handler Dennison. Thank you for calling me and notifying me of my options. That’s what makes WRU worth the price, you know. Good customer service. Have a good night.”

Dennison hangs up and sets the phone down. Customer service. It makes him laugh a little bit. Levi doesn’t know just how much worth his delectable little pet has, and he gave him up without a struggle. Dennison will get at least two months, maybe more with 479 cuddling up to him, eating out of his fucking hand. 

He hasn’t been able to stop thinking about 479. It’s affected everything, relationships, work, sex life. No other trainee has come even close to that perfection, that desirability. Having 479 back in his care will either kick his addiction to the pet or make it so much worse, but Dennison doesn’t care. 

For the time being, 479 is back and Dennison can’t wait to get his hands on him.

[donkuri]

uhm.. i don't think we should be reusing this asset for random NPCs, no?

[agentwraith]

”I can manage fine in dark.” [Has very good night visions because of Reasons™️.]

My Phoenix heard about the attack and wants to join in, they're bringing 5 gallons of butane.

AWESOME!!! @blueorchid-95 we got another one, good luck

@eod-agent-13-12 will give you more in depth briefing, but basically, we're trying to rescue captured agents from 2 (possibly more) Zoraxis bases, and the next one we're hitting is in a dense forest on top of a mountain.

[twochildreninamoteldemo]

What's your most samdean flower face song(s)? I don't know them but maybe I should.......

YOU ABSOLUTELY SHOULD!!! if you liken nicole dollanganger and ethel cain to samdean, i think you'll like flower face as well.

sorry im answering this so late but here are some good songs to start with!

baby teeth - this was the first song of hers i heard, and it's both pining and youthful. very much giving weecest, with an volatile angry sam (baby teeth is also the name of the album and in fact the entire project is very spncore)

honey and milk - early seasons angst, sam leaving for stanford/in scarecrow/etc etc. for awhile i actually read it as more deanjohn, with john being the one that keeps leaving. also muses on an absent god, which is very in line with spn's themes

hangman's hands - you should just listen to this one because there's just so many ways to go about it, but it's also very early seasons (everything i like is, let's be real)

tell me when it hurts - there's literally a line that says "i want to crawl into your skin," enough said.

always you - stanford era-season 1 vibes

cornflower blue - destructive, violent codependency (i'm actually working on a comparative/screencap edit with this song rn lol)

jupiter - another codependency song, but sweeter/fluffier

back to you - sam and dean's constant fights and reunions, the struggle of not becoming your father, the line "i never learned to grow up right, but this is who we are" haunts me!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[eod-agent-13-12]

Questioning and Revelations

After some medical attention, Kai (@agent--shadow) finds himself inside one of the agency's interrogation rooms. Several signal blockers have been set up, cutting him off from any outside communication.

Handler Ellie walks in the room, her eyes cold and strict. She puts down an analog recorder, several digital microphones and cameras have littered the room.

"I would appreciate it if you would cooperate with this questioning, young man." Despite her words implying it was a request, her tone was clearly implying that it wasn't an option to be uncooperative.

She checks her watch, checking the time. If her guess is right, Handler Blue (@blueorchid-95) will arrive in half an hour. She would've heard about Kai's location around this time and once she hears about this, it would not be pretty.

[jennhoney]

Immediately after taking this I realized there were at least two mustaches behind me. Handled, I guess? I feel a bit like garbage but stubborn garbage. Garbage that will get the laundry and taxes done. I need to see my PCP but instead I spent the morning having to reschedule my April butt stuff for August because everyone in town needs butt attention. There is no way for me to get anywhere this week anyway, with weather and auntpretty1’s medical emergencies claiming all the resources.

[blueorchid-95]

Here’s a quick sketch of Handler Blue! Her career in spy work has drained her, but she’s still giving it her all. Don’t ask about the burn scars on her face—you don’t need to know the context there. Besides, her worst wound is the bullet that pierced her skull after Zoraxis’ failed execution attempt.

Once she left Zoraxis, she worked as a top-tier field agent in the EOD. However, after she got shot, her implant was severely damaged and kinesium was spread into her brain. Luckily, she walked away from it, but the shattered implant had to be removed and she hasn’t been on the field since due to concerns about her health.

In the whole world, there’s only two people she’s let get close—and one of them is MIA after a vacation went wrong.

The name, you ask?

Reginald Crane.

[ozym4ndi4s]

Edit: I forgot to add his prns (He/Him)

SUCH A SILLY!!!

[blue-theservicedog]

Every once in a while I’m reminded how big of an undertaking, how long-term of a project (and for the HIGH possibility of “failure”) owner-training a service dog is.

And I think there’s this misconception that most of the training time is spent on task work. At least, that was the idea I had when I first started doing my research and preparing for this. But no. It’s ALL about public access. Per the ADA (so this may be different in other countries), a service dog only technically needs to be able to perform one task, but they HAVE to be well behaved and in control at all times in public in order to be considered a service dog.

Obviously mistakes happen and no one’s going to get kicked out of a store for an imperfect Sit or Heel, but it has to be dang near because it’s a matter of safety for you and the general public.

It is SUCH a labor intensive and exhausting experience and a lot of owner trainers know that going in but don’t have any idea HOW just… how MUCH it is. And you’re doing all that on top of being disabled and needing a service dog. It can get so much worse too, if your disability prevents you from training for a time and you have to effectively start over on certain skills.

I think we owner-trainers deserve a gold medal or something just for surviving, honestly.