Air Millen on Mark/Rudy (x)
AT first, she wanted to be angry. She wanted to break her good-mannered silence and beg him to get her out of here, but his demeanour changed quickly and she thankfully had no need to, which was good. She tried so hard to be well-behaved. Instead, she took his hand off of her shoulder and brought it to her lips, the ones that still bore the puncture wounds where her mother had sewn her silent. “Look what they do to me, Mark. I don’t want to come back.” Saying the words aloud frightened her, but she meant them all the same.
Mark is one to anticipate the possibilities, there’s always more boxes to open, always something to discover or fight for. he knows that. his training, his experiences showed him a world of injustice and pain. and a part of him, stronger than the others, wants to keep Gracie away from all this. He knows what Sarah and her sisters are up to, and what will eventually happen to them. there’s no point fighting against ghosts, conspiracies (against something bigger than you). calloused fingers trace the scars on her upper lip, muscle tensed.’they’ll never hurt you like that again. i promise.’
“I don’t like it either, but we have no choice. At least you have more options than me…and you’re braver too.”
‘it’s do or pay, Cas. they don’t give us that many options regardless of how brave we are or what we achieve on field.’
“THEN let’s leave,” Gracie gave his sleeve a small tug, her big eyes wide. “Let’s never come back.” If there was anyone who could take her away from this all, it was him.
‘I wish it was as easy as you make it sound like, Gracie. but it’s not. they won’t... let us leave ‘ a broad hand rounds over the girl’s fragile-bone shoulder. he moves, slow, casual, his chin dropped and eyes away.’no, we need a plan. i have a few ideas but... once we start this, we can’t go back. you understand that, right?’
“Do I look pregnant to you?”
‘ i think that you shouldn’t let them know you’re pregnant.
i think you should leave town. it’s the only way to keep your
baby safe.’
Open ;;
‘ i don’t want to be part of this anymore.’
#OrphanBlack, s02e04
CastorWeek Day 1 | Favourite Castor Clone: Rudy & Mark
”stick it in fast, it’ll hurt less.” ”god, you must be one hell of a first date.”
CASTOR WEEK: Day Three: Favorite Relationship (Mark and Sarah)
“I don’t damnsel well. Distress, I can do. Damnseling? Not so much.” -hookahpiller
‘it’s not you i’m protecting.’ his voice settles over the bulb of his throat, heavy, hung with solemnity to counter Verdi’s dry husk of a scoff. Mark keeps his tongue ticking down each ladder rung at the roof of his mouth. his draws his spine up, posturing, keeping her secure against the solid broad of his right shoulder.’ i wasn’t gonna let you beat them up in there. no matter if you think they deserved it. it’s not right.’
Ari Millen at SDCC 2015, photographed by Jay L. Clendenin
Maybe Sarah hand’t adequately prepared James for life as a self-aware clone, maybe she was just being a little too dramatic. The woman held the back of her hand against her bleeding nose, ignoring her already swelling eye and split lip. Her nerves were frayed, hands shaking. It doesn’t help that she KNOWS that this man isn’t her brother. At least not the one she needs him to be. She doesn’t even know if THIS one is one of the safe ones. James hasn’t gotten clone recognition down to pat yet. The scraped hand by her side balled into a fist. “Did Sarah send you?”
‘hey wait, here ’ an echo swoops low. his forehead feathers and brows drag together to ripple the space between them like a stormy sea. he moves to help her sit, hands her a damp cloth for her bleeding nose. hair swept just from his temples to stand in tufts and clumps to bear no resemblance to the shellacked slick of military precision. he’s not like them. he’ll never be. his time in the military, it’s the past. stepping back, with his nails dragging through bristling stubble, he tucks his tongue in the hollow of his cheek and lands his gaze right on yet another brunette, a copy of a copy. should he consider them family now? he’s not sure any of them will trust him. not after what his brothers did.’i’m not gonna hurt you. i-yeah you can say she did send me. can you tell me who did this to you?’
“All you need now to make yourself more pathetic is a pint of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream!” - Miller
‘always so annoying, Miller. don’t you have better things to do?like trying to climb the scale up to my level, win some more medal,get some recognition from Mother for once in your life?’
“You’re all the same. Count me out.”
‘No! please... i’m begging you, okay? you’re my only hope.’
'Whisper' (Rudy)
Put “whisper” in my ask box and my muse will whisper one of these in your muse’s ear:
“You can’t get rid of me that easily.”