" i have spent the entire night telling myself it could be worse. " this is the most honest he's been to himself or another in the past twenty-four hours. far be it for maxime to enjoy anyone else's company these days, but domnhall is always a welcome presence, grounding and prudent when everything seems to be one step from chaos. corner of his mouth quirks into a half smile, like he's sharing an inside joke with an old friend. " i don't know how many times i can pull off pretending to take a phone call to exit mid-conversation without raising suspicion. tell me yours has been better. let there be some hope. "
starter : dom ft. open @ sentinel electric governor's ball
agent merlin leans nonchalantly against a column, sipping at a glass of some wine most likely worth more than his weekly paycheck. he's just escaped a dull conversation with a few guests affiliated with assorted private companies — pawning them off on another agent with more knowledge of the field and technological aspects of the organisation. " how has your evening been thus far ? " he asks to the person approaching — initially preparing for the mental toll of conversation like four-dimensional chess, but relaxing a little as he sees they are another agent of mercy. not that his coworkers are that much easier to make conversation with, but the stakes are at least a little lower.
𝚂𝙴𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝚀 #𝟷 ... 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙱𝙸𝙶𝙶𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙰𝚁? 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝚂𝚆𝙴𝚁 ... **********
𝚂𝙴𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝚀 #𝟸 ... 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝙰𝙸𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙼𝙾𝙼 𝙱𝙴𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙸𝙴𝙳? 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝚂𝚆𝙴𝚁 ... * **** ***** *** ***** *******
𝚂𝙴𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝚀 #𝟹 ... 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙷𝙰𝚄𝙽𝚃𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄? 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝚂𝚆𝙴𝚁 ... ********** ** ***** **** *** ******
𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝚄𝚂𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙶𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚅𝙸𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚂
𝟶𝟶𝟷. 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙲𝚂 ...
⋯⋯⋯ GENERAL DETAILS.
FULL NAME: maxime d'aureville. NICKNAME(S): max. ALIAS: agent vitalis. AGE: forty2. DATE OF BIRTH: november 23. PLACE OF BIRTH: a small little town in northern france. CURRENT LOCATION: apex city, washington. GENDER: trans man. PRONOUNS: he/him. ORIENTATION: who the fuck knows really. ROLE: head of biomedical, seventeen years with mercy. EDUCATION LEVEL: doctor of medcine and phd (in pharmaceutical sciences, specifically regarding solaris)
⋯⋯⋯ PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC.
HEIGHT: 5'9. TATTOOS: none. PIERCINGS: none. SCARS: top surgery. STYLE: medical professional core. max and his patagonia jacket against the world. turtlenecks, cableknit sweaters, slacks, long jackets. still wears his wedding ring on a chain around his neck out of habit. DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS: greyed early.
⋯⋯⋯ HEALTH.
ALLERGIES: none. SLEEPING HABITS: recently, due to situations, max has trouble sleeping through the night and will often forgo sleep all together. he sleeps at his office, not at home or in the on campus dorms. EATING HABITS: whenever he remembers. is a good cook though. SOCIABILITY: 2/10. will not speak to people if he doesn't absolutely have to. DRINKING / SMOKING / DRUGS: sometimes, enjoys wine / quit the habit when he started medical school, picked it up again since separating from his husband / solaris. RADIANT STATUS: pain manipulation. OTHER: unexplained and undisclosed hand tremor and slight memory loss, chronic pain (pre-existing before solaris).
⋯⋯⋯ PERSONALITY.
LABELS / TROPES: beware the quiet ones, byronic hero, cannot spit it out, child prodigy, full-name basis, the leader, perpetual frowner, properly paranoid, thousand-yard stare, feel no pain, mad scientist, self-made orphan. INSPIRATIONS: caleb widogast (cr2), victor vale (villains), lee seolhwa (orv). TRAITS: pragmatic, analytical, logical, perceptive, realistic, evasive, cautious, paranoid, contemplative, grim, forgetful (recent), ambitious (previously), skittish (somewhat recent). LIKES: rain, white noise, helping newer agents. DISLIKES: talking about himself, cold weather, people standing in the kitchen when he was there first. WEAKNESSES: strength-based combat, de-escalation, anything that involves talking to others for an extended period of time, persuasion, performance. STRENGTHS: medicine, dexterity-based combat, planning, readjusting upon complications, perception, endurance. FEARS: fire, abandonment. HABITS: cracking knuckles, keeping hands in pockets or otherwise hidden (recent), fiddling with lighter, clicking pen, calling people by either their agent name or full first name / doesn't often use nicknames. HOBBIES: journaling, caring after stray cats, reading medical journals.
⋯⋯⋯ FAMILY, RELATIONSHIPS, ETC.
MOTHER: anna d'aureville, deceased. FATHER: charles d'aureville, deceased. SIGNIFICANT OTHER: just divorced.... BEST FRIEND: tba. EXES: ex-spouse (name tba). SIBLING(S): none. CHILDREN: none. PET(S): none, but he feeds the stray cats that linger around the hq and his home.
𝟶𝟶𝟸. 𝙱𝙸𝙾𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙿𝙷𝚈 / 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂 …
born and raised in a little town in france by a couple who were both teachers. very normal life, very normal things. max always held an interest in the human body, medicine, pharmaceuticals, etc and did what he could to learn more. the d'aurevilles were literally the perfect family... kind loving caring etc etc.
[ parental death tw, fire tw ] when he was a teenager, he left a space heater on when he went out with some friends. unfortunately the wiring / circuitry in the house was old and not up to code and the whole thing ended up burning down overnight with his parents still inside. unfortunately they didn't make it.
maxime moved across the world to live with his dad's younger brother, wife, and their three kids in washington, usa. became incredibly reserved and closed off during this time for obvious reasons. through himself into his studies further.
ended up graduating top of his class in highschool, worked as an EMT during college (during which he was forced to confront literal fires quite a few times and never really was able to deal with that considering the guilt he's been carrying, but he trudges on!), and went to a very well ranked medical school for an md/phd program. particularly he was interested in solaris and the true effects of it on the human body. eventually this + the past he ran away from + his time as an emt + some other stuff i can't think of right now caught the eyes of mercy, and he joined as a junior agent while he completed his medical degree & residency.
after being placed in the biomedical division, he felt that it would be unfair of him to be administrating solaris without having taken it himself. there was no way he could anticipate what would happen, and while at times he regrets the whole thing, he understands that what he did benefits everyone around him as he is able to help relax patients and relieve their pain when needed.
met his husband, an agent in another division, when he was around 35. they hit it off pretty instantly and got married a little over a year later (read: they went to the courthouse and signed papers and called it a day. no one has time to fuck around with all that when theyre mercy agents). they were married for five and a half years, and have been divorced for some months now. while they both claim it was a mutual decision, it probably wasn't, but max isn't gonna say shit about it.
part of the reason max brought up separation was that he noticed some strange memory loss effects & a hand tremor for himself which was... disconcerting. he's the head of the department for fuck's sake, he has to keep it together. overall, pretty selfish of a decision, but it wasn't made overnight. he weighed the pros/cons and made a list (it took up approximately a quarter of a new journal) and came to the conclusion that it is more valuable for him to figure out why this is happening while balancing his duties as head than it is for him to worry about his husband whenever there's a mission. stupidest doctor you will ever have the displeasure of meeting.
skittish, evades questions like its an olympic sport. can get a little emotional pretty easily which is Not fun for anyone within his vicinity (see below). cares for cats more than he cares for himself. having a terrible fucking time always and it's obvious. practically lives in his office. does not want to be head of the department but alas, he still has the ambition he had when he was younger and is somehow determined to not let teenage maxime down.
𝟶𝟶𝟹. 𝚁𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂 ...
max can freely manipulate prexisting pain by increasing or decreasing how much pain he, or someone else, is feeling. through practice, he has learned how to induce pain from nothing, but it's much more difficult, energy draining, and often overwhelms him with pain as well. it is much more effective to amplify preexisting pain. no physical contact is required, as long as he has eyesight with the person / people he is effecting. can transfer his own existing pain to others, but it's an unstable process. is able to create a subconcious aversion to his presence, if he really wants to, by inducing very subtle amounts of pain within people around him.
unable to control this while asleep or uncious, and nightmares or other such strong dreams can cause him to unintentionally induce a level of pain within anyone in his vicinity.
can't permanently remove pain, but he can temporarily alleviate pain that a person is feeling. often, he has to take that pain on himself.
hair went grey shortly after taking solaris because of the stress of the pain he was feeling as he wasn't able to properly control or understand his ability.
max attributes his hand tremor and moments of memory loss to his solaris intake / radiant status, though he's told no one else about this and intends to keep it this way.
𝟶𝟶𝟺. 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 ...
updated soon... prommy
➥ STATUS : CLOSED @ghcstales ➥ FEATURING : AGENTEROS + AGENTVITALIS
the day that maxime is entirely comfortable with sudden change is the day he's dead. between the announcement of the new division in conjunction with sentinel weapons and the fiasco that took place afterwards, he's nothing short of scrambled. he knocks on the door, waits a moment until he's certain he has the head's attention, then greets, " agent eros. " god, conversation with anyone is like pulling teeth. it's not about pride or anxiety, but an absence of being able to predict outcomes, especially when it comes to virtual strangers. " we are about to start having unmanageable problems. it is best we have strong collaboration between our divisions, yes ? " he offers them a thick file ( this could have been an email... ) " consider this a welcome gift. "
" you're not having fun ? " yejide has always been one to make the best out of any situation, and a party is never one that has concerned them much. they understand how to talk to people, how to pull even the most stringent wallflowers out of their shells, how to make others smile with little more than a smile of their own. they don't need to be a radiant to be radiant. hands reach out as precaution to steady the field agent just in case. " how many of those've you had ? don't think we can leave early, but we can maybe step out for some fresh air together. how's that sound ? "
𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 001 / GOVERNOR'S BALL ; open
time at events such as these never moves in a linear line — it's a spiral, a journey inward, not forward. time, always so fascinatingly cruel, the way it either slips or slows, moving of its own accord. cipriana stands in a corner of her own, resembling more a lalique statuette than an actual person; something you could almost look through and not at. at least the dome of her skull feels picked clean, pierced by soporific and nearly obligatory tête-à-têtes. the wine in her glass, redder than most she'd seen before, sloshes around, threatening to spill over the rim. thus she steps back, steadying her hand. '' so, when can we leave? ''
➥ status : open + ongoing ... ➥ location : mercy's recreation center
not a full ten seconds pass when the other agent walks in before yejide scrambles to her feet and beelines towards them. " okay, so, hear me out. i know everyone's super stressed and wants to make sure they're getting stuff done and everything, and that's cool and important but i feel like people are driving themselves into the ground. " she speaks a mile a minute, her pre-prepared spiel thrown out the window the moment she had someone to deliver it to. " i'm proposing an organization-wide game night. " a finger is held up to silence them before they have a chance to respond and she looks over her shoulder at the video and board games she set up and brushed the collected dust off. " i think it has a chance to be successful, i just need support. "
$ = for neve because of ...reasons
MEMEPROMPT : Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.
[ SENT 2:24 AM to vanessa DO NOT TEXT ] do you ever think about what we could have done differently? if the outcome would have been the same? [ SENT 2:24 AM to vanessa DO NOT TEXT ] sorry, wrong number. please disregard [ guinevere lovelace has blocked vanessa DO NOT TEXT ]
Ayo Edebiri as Sydney Adamu in The Bear — 2.04 "Honeydew" + 2.05 "Pop"
the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me […] but you know i wouldn’t let it
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