Sitting by the fire, warming up. <3
Cute fluff because yes
So don’t be an asshole
and pretend you’re the
only one who’s lost people!
✗indie clementine roleplay set in season two since 11/22/13
✗but will rp season one since im multiverse
✗will not promise that you won’t get heartbroken
✗lots of angst yay
✗icon chats, one liners, script, novella, para, you name it i do it
✗clem is a fruit ok dont be scared
✗nsfw in terms of: violence, language, g o r e
i did a quick doodle of jasmine jolene to chill out, and i wish i’d done a little more shading buuuut it’s too late now.
gently reminds everyone that if i post things that you don’t want to see, i am more than happy to tag it with whatever you would like without reservation or judgment. i want you to be comfortable following me, so anything i can do to make your dash more bearable, i’ll do it.
also gently informs everyone that if i ever say, post, do, etc. something that upsets you in any way, please let me know. i try really really hard not to be a negative influence in people’s lives, so if i do something toxic i really want to be told so i can work on it and correct the situation—plus extend my sincerest apologies, because i hate upsetting people that i care about, and i care about each and every one of you so, so much.
i always have so much fun doodling the greatness that is Rosalind Lutece
“ No. No. Definitely not… “
A sigh, followed by the crossing of arms, is all
Rosalind needs to express her displeasure.
She’d been looking at images of criminals
for what seemed like two full hours by this
point, and not a single one of them was the
one who’d broken into her lab. He hadn’t
even stolen anything irreplaceable—some
old notes she’d exchanged with Brigid on
ADAM, a few flasks, one of her favorite books
about eugenics—it was all material of little
importance, and yet here Benny was, flashing
pictures with a disgruntled look that matched
Rosalind’s perfectly, she imagined. They were
both sick of this process, but it was “necessary.”
“ I’m telling you, Detective,
I’d never even seen him
down here before. He
has to have recently
arrived in the city. “
“ Please, I’m truly not interested in
this silly civil war of yours, sir. My
loyalties lie in my work; don’t ask
me to take sides in this disaster. “
Goggles are removed to reveal an irritated glimmer in
the woman’s blue eyes, her mouth tightening just so,
betraying her feelings on the subject. She’s been with
Ryan too long for him to doubt her—or so she thought.
Paranoia is a powerful force to be reckoned with, though.
“ No, that isn’t right. Here, give
it to me so I can correct that. “
Holding out her hand expectantly, the younger of
the Lutece twins knits her brow together as she
tries to distinguish where the tiny experiment had
gone awry. The magnet was still in place, and the
liquid nitrogen had done its job, and yet… nothing.
“ … Perhaps the magnet just
isn’t strong enough. Do we
have a better one, Robert? “
There’s a harsh snap that fills the room as Rosalind
shuts the book she’d been trying to read, her page
carefully dog-eared. After the third time trying to read
one single sentence, she figured she wasn’t going
to get very far with Silas present in her laboratory.
“ You have succeeded in gaining
my attention, Silas. You might
as well take advantage of that. “