Oct 6,2014  | 4 notes


lance-fischer: "C-Commander-- err, Isaac!" It had been far too long since he'd seen the red haired acquaintance of his, albeit he too had been gone for some time. With a sigh of relief, he smiled and gave a salute. "Where in the stars have you been, sir?"

lance-fischer:

isaac-hawthorne:

"I was kinda… presumed dead for quite some time, y’know? Went down with a gunship on one of Kabeem’s forest moons, and they thought us dead. Truth be told, most of us were, only a handful survived. I had to wait three months ‘til my broken leg was healed enough to even do anything remotely useful. Until then, I kinda hid in a tree and acted as a turret in case something came too close to our camp.

Haven’t checked my office yet, ‘cause I’ll probably wanna go back to that moon if I see the amount of paperwork that’s been piling up.”

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"You have been gone a while.. I imagine that paperwork isn’t going anywhere any time soon, you know. Still, it is good to see you after all this time! I actually haven’t been back to work either and while it’s normally against my work ethic as new lead engineer… perhaps we can sneak off and grab a few drinks in the meantime.”

The commander gave Lance a somewhat tired smile, pusing a strand of red hair back behind his ear. “Haven’t had beer or anything else that gets you smashed since… yeah, well, since that ship crashed. I’ll probably be drunk in no time.”

"Congrats on that promotion - and where’ve you been? Paid leave?"

#lance-fisher #thanks :D #trying to be a little more active here #rp
Oct 4,2014  | 4 notes


lance-fischer: "C-Commander-- err, Isaac!" It had been far too long since he'd seen the red haired acquaintance of his, albeit he too had been gone for some time. With a sigh of relief, he smiled and gave a salute. "Where in the stars have you been, sir?"

"I was kinda… presumed dead for quite some time, y’know? Went down with a gunship on one of Kabeem’s forest moons, and they thought us dead. Truth be told, most of us were, only a handful survived. I had to wait three months ‘til my broken leg was healed enough to even do anything remotely useful. Until then, I kinda hid in a tree and acted as a turret in case something came too close to our camp.

Haven’t checked my office yet, ‘cause I’ll probably wanna go back to that moon if I see the amount of paperwork that’s been piling up.”

Oct 4,2014  | 0 notes


Anonymous: Did you received the gift?

//I did! And it is awesome! I love the way you work with colors, it’s something I totally suck at.

Thanks a million for this brilliant piece of art! <3 <3

Oct 4,2014  | 0 notes


Anonymous: Hei there :) Go to deviantart and into my gallery. Like before there’s a gift for you. Sorry for delay. Uneleja

//I hate to admit, but… apparently I saved that last pic of Avar, I posted it here, but I didn’t favorite it on DA… long story short, I have no idea what your gallery’s name is (I tried Uneleja, but that came up blank).

I am so curious what you made for me, and also super happy that someone makes something especially for me. :D Please let me know your gallery’s name again. ^^

Sep 8,2014  | 1 note


generalpitchiner: // Yooo, buttface, you're back!?

//HAH! Yes. I still need to come up with where the hell Izzy has been though. Something like… uh, he’s been missing in action for almost a year now or something, presumed dead after the galleon he was on crashed onto some moon or something. Ideas? :D

Sep 8,2014  | 2 notes


askladypitchiner: //*Flying tackle!*

Sep 8,2014  | 0 notes


Anonymous: Also I have a gift for you but I haven’t finisht it guit jet but I will soon and until then don’t you dare to sneak away again.

//Don’t worry, I won’t. I might not be as active as I have been in the past before I left, but I’ll still be around to RP and answer things. Thanks for your kind words, and you should really get a Tumblr account! :D

Sep 4,2014  | 5 notes


//So I was just randomly showing a friend old sketches, drawings and whatnot of Isaac and my feels went all crazy and now I am back, and I still have 122 followers, after just abandoning this blog without further notice. Most of them are probably inactive accounts, but meh!

As for the in character stuff, I might just have Izzy come back after his ship crashed on some moon and the whole crew went MIA, presumed dead. Yeah, that sounds about right - it’s a good reason for a few punches to his face and angry other characters. :D

May 13,2014  | 6 notes


theforgottencadet:

 

The moment Isaac moved back to sink into the chair Gideon was sure to adjust his hands, there would be no worry of his somehow delicate fingers being crushed. He continued to comb through red tresses and listened, shaking his head. Of course he didn’t think Isaac was being an ass-hole, and even if he had been avoiding him -which is what Gideon believed- he was sure Isaac had his reasons. Though, with the Commander saying otherwise Gideon would try very hard to believe him…

" I—" Gideon’s words were cut short when he felt himself pulled down toward Isaac. He didn’t fight against the lead the Commander gave him which led him straight into a hug. No, instead he wrapped his arms around the other, holding onto him tight. It would feel as if the Cadet was afraid Isaac would vanish any moment. " No, No…don’t rush. Finish this up…I will go to the flat and make us something. Give you a chance to relax. Good food and drinks, a massage and a good nights sleep. " Gideon turned his head and kissed Isaac’s cheek once, and then twice, " No need to get fancy, or…..be around people. Just me and you. If you would like, that is." 

While waiting for an answer Gideon kissed that stumbled chin and pulled back out of the hug, reaching up to his own hair which was pulled back in a messy fashion and removed the blue tie. His hands worked rather quick to secure that wild. crimson mane into a neat braid and he tied it at the end. This way Isaac would have his hair back from his face and it wouldn’t fall out as easily as in his regular ponytail. 

That was an even better idea - while Isaac didn’t mind going out, there were certain advantages to staying at home. Comfortable clothing, for example. Cold beer or wine or water, whatever he would prefer by the time he got home as it usually depended on his mood, and even though the food wasn’t as fancy as in some restaurant, it didn’t taste any worse just because it didn’t look like a piece of art.

"I’ll have to pick up something for Avar on the way home, but that’s more or less around the corner", he explained as Gideon did his hair, pointing at the open window. "He probably devoured a poisoned rat from around the factories, he’s not too well, but it’ll pass." Gideon knew about the Commander’s emphatic link with that bird, and it was probably another thing that annoyed him; If the bird didn’t feel well, neither did the Commander.

Besides, he was going to pick up a few flowers for Gideon. He felt romantic all of a sudden, and terribly sorry as well. Flowers wouldn’t make up for it, but it was at least a small token of gratitude, something that showed that he cared.

#RP #theforgottencadet
May 10,2014  | 1 note


askladypitchiner: She chuckled in response. "As long as we keep it platonic, I think we can manage." With that, she kissed him lightly on the cheek. "There, how's that?"

The redhead laughed, but didn’t flinch when she moved in to kiss his cheek. “I gotta learn how to put things in a more… well, socially acceptable way. If I tell Gideon ‘I kissed the General’s wife today’, he’s not gonna like it I guess. Or he’s gonna laugh.”

May 9,2014  | 1 note


askladypitchiner: "So, there's a Greyface who asked me to kiss you." Ebony said, looking rather amused. "What do you think?"

"That’s a question of how your lips are gonna survive my stubble, I guess… and how I’m gonna survive your husband afterwards", Isaac said, chuckling slightly.

May 9,2014  | 3 notes


//I thought only my achilles tendon was inflamed, because it hurt.

Instead, my shin is broken, because today the pain got unbearable and I went to the doc. Like, not really broken like a twig, but cracked rather.

This is how I roll crit fails in real life.

#ooc #mun post #it hurts like a mother #and I am not supposed to take painkillers #because it slows down the healing
May 7,2014  | 0 notes


Anonymous: YOU ARE ALIVE!!!!!! =D

"Of course I am. Remember what they say? Only the good die young, so I’ll probably live forever!"

May 7,2014  | 6 notes


theforgottencadet:

 

The moment those snarled words met Gideon’s ear it would look like the harsh tone pained him, his body flinching slightly. At this point, even with Isaac saying he wasn’t mad, it was hard for the blond to believe that he wasn’t. Or that the Commander was even remotely all right in any way. shape or form and Gideon still didn’t understand why this sort of thing was happening. ” Don’t be sorry…” 

Slowly, very slowly Gideon approached the desk rounding it, even his steps were gentle as he went to reach out. Usually he would have just taken those wild crimson locks in his hands and combed his delicate fingers through them with no other intention other than to pull them back into that loose ponytail that Isaac always wore. Instead of touching those familiar locks the boy took back his hand and looked at Isaac with sorrow afraid to upset him further by touching him. 

" I uh…..fixed the door and was waiting for a couple days." That was a lie, he had been waiting for a more than even a few days. " There is food in the fridge too." At this point Fenris, who was still sitting at the door had lifted his massive head and was watching sensing how uneasy Gideon was in this moment. 

" I know you said you don’t have time but…a break can be productive. If you wear yourself out….and run yourself into the ground this will be so much harder to finish up." 

He would only suggest Isaac took a break knowing it was in the red head’s best interest. Gideon wanted to ask if they were still together, if Isaac was lying and actually mad at him but he wouldn’t. The cadet was afraid to ask… 

Finally he got the courage and stepped up to the Commander and gently took hold of the messy red tresses pulling them back away from Isaac’s face and over his shoulders to his back only to very gently remove the knots. 

For a split second, it seemed as if the Commander was going to swat the boy’s hands away from his head, but the hands he raised as soon as Gideon touched him were just used to rub his eyes and then the rest of his face roughly. His fingers sounded like rough sand paper as they ran across the stubbles on his chin and jaw.

"I’m an asshole", he sighed heavily as he leaned back, careful to not crush the blond’s hands between his back and the chair. "I’m not avoiding you, but that’s precisely what it looks like, doesn’t it? The food’s probably spoiled by now too." He reached back to take hold of Gideon’s arms and pull him towards his own back and neck, so the Cadet would be more or less forced to hug him from behind if he didn’t resist.

"Tell you what - I’ll finish this bullshit about the downed galleon and its broken gravity core, and then we’ll go out. What d’you feel like? Wanna go to the Blue Lagoon?" A fancy restaurant with good beer and even better food. Not the most inexpensive place in town, but it was worth it. "I’ll go home ‘n change into something more fitting, and then I’ll pick you up - if you don’t wanna wait there, that is."

#RP #theforgottencadet #I am in pain xD #I pulled a muscle in my calf or something #crappy and fluffy reply #it's the pain's fault
May 5,2014  | 6 notes


Tap, tap, thud…

Tap d’ tap, tap, thud…

Tap, tap, thud, d’ tap, tap, tap, thud…

Idly drumming his fingers and thumbs off of the window sill in Isaac’s flat didn’t make the silence any less horrible to listen to. There was nothing like an empty home to make the loneliness set in and make your days seem just a little bit more dull and lifeless.

With a heavy sigh Gideon left the window and placed a single key on the bedside table just below the reading lamp and straightened a short note he’d written a couple days ago. It simply explained that he had fixed the broken doorknob and there was no longer a need to break in because they now both had a key. Seeing that the key was still in the place Gideon had left it last just made him believe Isaac hadn’t noticed and the more he thought about it the more he began to realise how much time they were truly spending apart.

Hell, Gideon had been waiting over three hours for Isaac to come home to surprise him with food and maybe a massage since he knew his shoulders got tense but no one had shown. This wasn’t the first time either; this was the third or fourth time. Isaac was simply never around and while Gideon understood their jobs were demanding and even he was gone for months at a time…this sudden absence was for no particular reason. At least not to his knowledge there wasn’t.

The idea of Isaac avoiding him and not coming home because of him made Gideon feel sick to his stomach. Maybe the man just needed a break? Maybe he was feeling smothered? That was the very last thing Gideon wanted him to feel. He wanted to be around Isaac to bring him comfort, love….joy. All the things one person is supposed to give another…

Maybe Gideon just wasn’t being…good enough?

This time Gideon shook his head and cleaned up the food, putting it in the fridge before turning his back on the flat. A small whistle was given to call Fenris out before he closed the door, locked it and slid his key beneath it. At least it was possible since the door has been shimmied so many times you could lift it slightly off of the floor. The new lock should come in handy though and Gideon didn’t worry that he had just locked both keys inside; he knew Isaac was probably still picking the lock if he’d been home at all and he would just do the same with this.

The next few days left Gideon unsettled and pacing in his own quarters. He wasn’t sure what he should do. This wouldn’t have been so bad if Isaac would have just talked to him but it seemed like he was avoiding him all together. He hadn’t heard anything still and the longer this went on the worse Gideon was beginning to feel.

By the next day Gideon had, had enough and wanted at least some kind of answer. When his work was done the cadet ventured down to Isaac’s office and knocked on the door before entering. He was a bit surprised to see Isaac sitting behind towers of papers and whatnot. Seeing all the work made him want to leave but if it was just all work why wouldn’t he just mention it? Why would be stay quiet and just…avoid him?

“Hey,” Gideon said as a start and quietly told Fenris to laid down and stay by the door not wanting him to get into any of the papers, organized or not. “It’s been awhile….a little more than a few days since I saw you last. I don’t know if you’ve been down to your flat but…”

At this point Gideon felt like he was speaking to a brick wall through a gas mask, even if he wasn’t and Isaac was listening to him. He paused again to move a bit closer to the desk seeing again how tired Isaac looked and he sighed, “ Mad at me or not, Isaac, you need to take a break. You’re wearing yourself down…that’s obvious. You can’t keep working like this…”

Suddenly this wasn’t about how much Gideon missed him, or how lonely he felt. Now it was just about Isaac getting some rest so he didn’t look like the undead because Gideon was sure he felt like it too.

The first clue to just how stressed Isaac was that Avar was missing. The window was only half closed to let in some fresh air, probably to keep him awake, but the bird was nowhere to be seen. Not on the Commander’s shoulder or chair, not on the desk, and not in the rafters, where he was usually sitting whenever the redhead had work to do. He was out, and seeing as it was getting dark, that was rather unusual. Isaac himself hadn’t probably even noticed, judging by how he even kept writing on one of the papers as Gideon talked to him, despite looking up one or two times to show that he was paying attention.

"I don’t have time for a fucking break", the Commander heard himself snarl and almost immediately regretted his tone, because: "And I’m not mad at you." He wanted to smile, he wanted to get up and hug the boy and then spend the night with him, but he knew he couldn’t. He needed to get all of these papers done until the day after tomorrow, and the worst thing was that he couldn’t even tell Gideon why.

He was terrible at preparing surprises, even those that were supposed to be good ones.

"I’m sorry", he sighed as he put down his pen, leaned back and ran both hands through his messy hair, noticing only now that he had forgot to put his red strands into a ponytail. Not that it mattered, but it showed just how forgetful he had become. "Haven’t been down to my place in a week or something. Been waitin’ there for me?" He hoped not, because he felt completely terrible about that fact right now, up to the point where he believed Gideon was just here to tell him it was over.

#RP #theforgottencadet #I took ages to post this #sorry ;_; #submission