first class — open .

[GREENIE.]

[align=center][div style="width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 6pt; letter-spacing: 2.5px; word-spacing: 0px; line-height: 12px; color: #000"]As the evening soon rolled by and the end of the working day was near, Green’s mind was left thinking of his partner who was soon to pack up and leave the clinic for the night. And so, as always, Green decided to wait outside of the clinic for Mickey, this time bringing Mickey’s mother, Tamara, and Arlo along with him. Sat on a step nearby the entrance of the clinic, leading out onto the beach, Green sat beside Tamara as they both watched Arlo running around on the beach with Midas and Ginnie.

❝ He really loves you and Mick. ❞ Tamara pointed out, Green turning his head to look over towards his mother-in-law.  ❝ Yeah? You think so? ❞ Green asked, lips twitching into a smile. With a smile soon tugging at her lips, Tamara slowly nodded before looking back over to watch Arlo play. ❝ It’s clear to see. You’ve given him a whole new lease of life. ❞ Just as she finished her comment, Arlo ran over to them, the dogs close behind his heels, as he then quietly pointed out, ❝ I won first place in a race against Midas and Ginnie. ❞

❝ Really? You’re so fast! ❞ Green grinned, holding his hand up for Arlo to give him a high five. ❝ Good one. I bet I’m faster than you, though. ❞ ❝ Noo… ❞ Arlo proclaimed, brows raising before Green matched his expression with a wide smile on his lips. ❝ Ohh, yesss. ❞ ❝ Okay, let's do a race then. I’ll win! ❞ With a sigh, Green stood up and began to kick his shoes off.

Glancing over to Tamara, Green mumbled with a playful huff, ❝ Wish me luck. ❞ He heard Tamara chuckle before he began to follow Arlo to the  ❛ starting line ❜.

[OPHELIA]

[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: times new roman; letter-spacing: .6px; color: #494949;"]ophelia understood the whole idea of giving someone a whole new life, especially when to came to that of a parent and child. there was a difference for her situation though, it had been herself to obtain that new life. having somer had been one of the best things to happen to her, for so long she only had herself to look after. there was something about having someone else to care for that filled a hole in her that she didn't even realize she was missing until she held him for the first time. with the exception of the nerves she felt when she first discovered she was pregnant, it was a change that she fully welcomed in the end, and now more than ever. he gave a whole new meaning to her life, and boy, was she grateful.

ophelia followed walked along after somer with her hands stuffed in the pockets of her overalls, contently humming as she watched him wave around the twig he held in his hand. "oh!" exclaimed bubby as he noticed greenie, tamara, arlo, and the dogs in the distance. his speed picked up as he began to head for the dogs, stopping a few feet in front of them. pulling his arm back with intentions to throw his twig for them, something he picked up on other people doing, he released the twig only for it to go straight towards the ground in front of him. "oh!" he repeated, this time in a disappointed tone, his little eyebrows furrowing as he pouted and turned to ophelia. "mama, up." ophelia let out a chuckle as he reached up towards her, and bent down to scoop the toddler up into her arms, resting him on her hip.

"i think you might have gotten in a bit over your head there," she said to green, stopping a bit by tamara to watch the two race. "arlo's gonna leave you in the dust." she teased, a small smile on her face. somer let out a little yawn, leaning closer to his mom as he rested his head on her shoulder, tiredly playing with strands of her hair as he did his best to stay awake to watch what was going on.

[mickey]

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— there was much to be done at the clinic. aside from helping the occasional patient, there was a lot to be done with how to better prepare the clinic for future raids - if there were to be any more in the future. medicines and medical supplies were scarce as is; they couldn’t afford another raid at this point. they’d need to go out and search for more medical supplies to add to their stock, too - though mickey figured he’d leave that job up to himself later on, rather than drag lucerne with him.

stepping outside of the clinic, mick turned to head back home - just to pause when, only a few feet away, sat tamara with an amused smile on her face. ophelia stood beside her, holding somer in her arms. he eventually followed their gazes to see green and arlo on the beach, looking about ready to race. “arlo’s gonna leave you in the dust.” a brow raised slightly, inquisitively. so they were racing, now?

he silently wandered over to take his spot beside tamara, her briefly glancing towards him before looking back out at the two. “who do you think is gonna win?” she sounded amused as she asked, watching the two get settled at the ‘starting line’ they had chosen. mick subtly pursed his lips in thought before eventually deciding, “i’ll stay neutral.” tamara hummed, unconvinced, before looking back out at the duo.

“ready, you two? one your marks… get set… go!”

[spoiler=tags ― updated 08/31.][size=8pt]◜BASICS ┊ BURIED MY HEART IN A HOLE IN THE GROUND ◞
‣  ❝ mickey serge ❞ | mick, serge | male [he/him] .
‣ 33 years old . | may fifth; taurus.
‣  currently the prodigy of northstar district
‣  currently co-founder/co-head of st. peter’s clinic in the district alongside lucerne nouvel.

◜PERSONALITY: ISFJ ┊ THERE WAS NO ONE AROUND ◞
‣  aloof . ambitious . blunt . distant . driven . hard-working . passionate . humble . reserved . introverted . intelligent . level-headed . trustworthy . honest . caring . quiet . gentlemanly . kind . pessimistic . unreadable . stoic . withdrawn .
↳ lover of tea and cigarettes
↳ struggles with ptsd symptoms
↳ recovering alcoholic (almost one year sober)

◜ APPEARANCE ┊ BURIED MY GUILT IN A PIT IN THE SOUND ◞
‣ six foot one & one hundred and sixty seven pounds ; reference .
↳ dark brown hair kept very short on the sides and neat
↳ skinny with slight muscle tone
↳ deep blue eyes , often stoic , emotionless

◜ FAMILY ┊ I TRIED AND I TRIED AND I WAS NEVER THE SAME ◞
‣  david serge x tamara serge | father deceased . mother’s whereabouts unknown
‣ only child
‣ currently claims guardianship of arlo - doesn’t consider himself arlo’s parent

◜ RELATIONSHIPS ┊ I'LL BREAK UP THE CHAIN ◞
‣  homosexual ; monogamous | a hopeless romantic .
‣ ex-fiance to elinor rose
↳ engagement fell apart after coming to terms with mick’s sexuality .
‣  ex-lover to edmund stirling-moray
↳ the first guy he had ever been with . helped him become comfortable with his sexuality before coming out of the closet.
‣ current boyfriend of vernon green
↳ currently live together . inseparable .

◜ INTERACTIONS ┊ I'M FOREVER CHANGED ◞
‣  [ 9/10 ] physically  |  [ 8/10 ] psychologically .
↳ difficulty w/ guns [ very difficult ] | difficulty w/ melees [ difficult ] | difficulty w/ hand-to-hand [ difficult ]
‣ [member=1512]elysian.[/member] | dm for any major plots .
‣  friendly or nonviolent actions may be powerplayed .[/size][/spoiler]