#synthvictoriam

[preventifmedecin]

As timid or, more accurately, uncertain as the Miss-Nanny-turned-synth could be, she was surprisingly forward as she approached Danse. 

“I ‘ave a question for you,” She began, looking up at the Brotherhood of Steel paladin. “You know Monsieur Nate has asked me to accompany the two of you as well, oui? And I ‘eard you two are going to visit a Brotherhood controlled settlement. I need to know: are you going to sell me out as a synth or non?” 

@synthvictoriam​

[o-rusted-heart]

@synthvictoriam.

He’d seen the former paladin around Sanctuary, but it was clear avoidance on either side. Still, Nick couldn’t help his curiosity, or his friendly streak. Next time Danse passed by where he sat on a lawn table, Nick pushed the other chair out with his foot.

“You need a breather, Danse? Maybe you got a minute.” 

[pneumatiicgauntlet]

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“That’s exactly how that works.” he threw aside the dead ghoul he’d finished off, glancing around for any more before turning to the bite one had landed on his arm. “Guns work a little better on ghouls than brute force. You’re not going to do much.”

"So is the unnecessary bravado a paladin thing or a guy thing because I need to know how to tackle this nonsense exactly." Veronica would have rolled her eyes if the situation hadn't been so serious; for now, biting sarcasm would have to do.

"Yeah, your guns worked super well, that's why you need a patch job." Veronica grimaced at the bite, "Lucky for you, Big Guy, I have some Radaway on hand. I'm no doc, but I can do that much."

She glanced around as well, she'd need to make this quick in case any ferals were still around and decided they wanted to play too. For the moment it looked clear, so the ex-scribe slung her pack off of her shoulders and dug around for the Radaway, and a bit of gauze. A mediocre patch job was better than nothing.

"You're just saying my weapon of choice is useless because you're jealous you can't knock a ghoul's head off and send it flying a whole fourty feet like I can."

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@synthvictoriam​    /    sc.

There are some universal truths out in the world. One of them is that when a catchy song comes on, Courier Six must dance. So she does as she fixes herself something quick to eat before getting started on whatever the settlement of Sanctuary needs. She doesn’t realize she has company until she spins around and catches Paladin Danse in the door frame that she stops.

Well... she doesn’t stop, not really, but now it’s just a little bob of her head and a shimmy of her hips.

“How long have you been standin’ there?" Six laughs -- it must have been some kind of sight to walk in on, “Never mind -- what’s goin’ on, sir? Does Sturges need my help with somethin’?”

[happy-gay-robot]

@synthvictoriam

Goodneighbor afternoons were a lul in customers for Kay, the few people who wake up early have already stopped in and the evening crowd for dinner and deserts not coming in till much later in the day he usually spent this time baking or reading the paper. It's because of this that he looks up in surprise when he hears the soft jingle of the bell indicating that a customer had entered. He emerges from the back room to see a man he’d never seen before looking sort of lost.

“Hello, can I help you sir?” He chimed up, voice laced with curiosity. He enjoyed meeting new people.

[preventifmedecin]

"That! Was confidential! Maybe Monsieur Valentine should have broken your knees...."

you should do a date with curie for the holiday and maybe not let her burn her fingers off

          “She already burns her fingers every time she tries to fire my laser rifle. I don’t think we need any more fire.”

[prgmexecution]

@asclepiusangel

“You wished to see me, doctor?  I assure you my earlier injuries are artificial and require no further attention - unless you have a different reason for my coming here.”

[halokyte]

i made icons for my blogs @vigilantcs and @synthvictoriam because im TRASH

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@synthvictoriam continued from here 

Danse chuckled, and then shrugged. “I’d offer some but I don’t keep any of my own - alcohol, I mean. Smoking was never all that enticing.” Why people would willingly inhale smoke, the former paladin would never understand. It caused him to gag whenever he neared someone using the little sticks and so chose to avoid having anything to do with them. “So what’s keeping you up?”

“Good. You’re better off that way.” He chuckles softly, buying himself a few moments to debate on how to answer Danse’s question. He’s unsure if it was appropriate to disclose with Danse, being his commanding officer and all, but surely Danse wouldn’t have asked if it was breaking some of protocol? Not to mention, they were on friendly enough terms. “Nightmares,” he answers. 

[madebionic]

↳   bold what applies to your muse !! ↳   repost !! don’t reblog !!

╳   flaws

moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny controlling |  conceited  | possessive |  paranoid  | lies impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish |  power - hungry greedy | lazy  | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive spiteful  | stubborn | sadistic  | petty |  unlucky

♔   strengths

honest | trustworthy |  thoughtful |  caring |  brave patient  | selfless |  ambitious  | tolerant |  lucky intelligent  | confident | focused  | humble  |  generous merciful |  observant | wise  | clever |  charming cheerful |  optimistic | decisive |  adaptive  |  calm

tagged by: i stole it from @synthvictoriam tagging : anyone.

[solussuperstes]

@synthvictoriam  STARTER CALL // ACCEPTING

“listen, whatever you and the rest of the brotherhood are selling, i ain’t buying.” it’s the most diplomatic response she can muster up, arms folded stiffly over her chest. the toe of her boot taps the ravaged corpse of a feral over absently and mina sighs in disappointment as nothing but dust falls out of its pocket. she glances back upwards now, brow furrowing. “why’d you show up in the wealth’, anyway?”

[preventifmedecin]

"How are you going to stop me from getting a raccoon? You cannot veto every pet in the Commonwealth."

@synthvictoriam

[o-rusted-heart]

nick valentine upon meeting somebody who is prickly and complicated:

son

[pneumatiicgauntlet]

“Hey so, real talk for a second, Big Guy,” The ex-scribe radiated some sort of energy far removed from her usual witty quips and sarcasm. She raised a hand, scratching at her hair in a nervous gesture, letting her hood fall back a few inches to reveal more of her face. 

“You don’t have to answer, but I doubt anyone else around here will really get it like you do.” The woman fidgeted with her gauntlet for a few seconds before she finally spoke up again. 

“Do you ever miss the Brotherhood?” 

@synthvictoriam​

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TAG DUMP !! 

feat. @lightmeup-lucifer​, @vulpxes​, @synthvictoriam​, @gladesofamala​, @america-redefined​

( dynamic. ) lightmeuplucifer / you think we’re bonnie and clyde but both of them fucking died. ( dynamic. ) vulpxes / when you're dead there will be no grave to remember your name. ( dynamic. ) synthvictoriam /  we’re searching for answers that never appear. ( dynamic. ) americaredefined / tell me about the saddest book you’ve ever read. ( dynamic. ) gladesofamala/ulysses / you held it like a mirror showing me the life i chose. 

[preventifmedecin]

"What? Are you going to yell at them for teaching me a swear? I learned it from some of the settlers in Sanctuary. And maybe Nate. Maybe."

"I am not that naive!" What was she supposed to do now that she couldn't bruise his shin? What was that thing in movies? Grabbing someone by the front of their shirt to show they meant business? Well, either way she did exactly that. She grabbed the front of Danse's shirt and yanked as if it would force him to her level and make her appear intimidating. "I know what sex is! I am fully trained in the medical field and that is part of it! And you did not deny you were one, are you saying you were a thot within the Brotherhood?"

@preventifmedecin​ from here

“I heard that.”