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 Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 5:25 pm
"It... we would have... my shield was perfectly fine... it just... ... it shattered like it was nothing," Rin distantly recalled the last moments when her arm was still attached. Most of the questions Melvin had Rin was not about to divulge anyway so it was probably wise he hadn't asked. "I... I honestly don't know what happened. It just... came in and never stopped..."
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 5:32 pm
"So, you two were both fighting and the attack, this spar, did more damage then both of you expected? Was that it? That this was just....some accident that got out of hand?" He wanted to be clear. This mattered. If it was an accident, he just had to hate that things hadn't turned out better. That there were no safety precautions other than their shields. If it wasn't, that someone was sloppy and hadn't know better, then the other party was responsible.
"Who were you fighting with?" He asked, not able to let this drop til he knew.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 5:47 pm
"Pretty much," Rin slumped back against the bed with a frown.
"Who do you think?" best to make it a game. But at the same time... she was getting sick of questions. Sick of idle blame and possible conclusions drawn, "Look. Melvin. Okay, I'm a one-armed freak now, I get it. I can't help you with thanksgiving anymore. I can't help anyone with anything anymore. You want to see it? You want to see why I'm so upset and not wanting to talk about it?!"
Rin drew all of her strength to reach and haul back her sheets revealing the fact there really was no arm. It was cut off close to her body. The bandages added layers but still alluded to nothing more than a stump. There Melvin. There. She went limp again, just frowning deeply at the ceiling fixtures.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 6:01 pm
His breath hitched when she moved the covers away, and he did look. It was close to her body, too close, that lead him to wonder if anything else had been cut in the process. If her field shield had shattered to take off her arm, to cut that close to her body, it meant she had been less than a few inches from her heart. A few inches from killing her.
"I wasn't asking because I was thinking about Thanksgiving. That's far from my mind right now, Rin. I wanted to know how this happened, if.." How did he put it? "..I should be angry or not." He still was, despite it being an accident. She lost a limb out of an accident, but the accident robbed him of a target and that in itself left him without any direction to hate and narrow his sights on. He wasn't an angry man or a furious one, but he did value those he had here on the island that he knew and could talk to on a regular basis. Those that could protect him and keep him from going as crazy as he seen most people go. He needed stability and to believe that some things wouldn't leave - wouldn't die. A idea of normalcy in that a sudden death out of the blue wouldn't happen.
And there was the fact that, at times, Rin reminded him of someone he left at home.
"You're not a freak." He said, rising up to take the covers to move them back into place where she felt more comfortable - or so he gathered. His hand pressed the covers there, noting the extra space where a hand should have been laying by her side. His gloved fingers rose up, hovered as if uncertain what gesture he could make to make things better, but while his eyes glanced for a safe spot to touch, before ultimately pulling back and settling by his side.
"Is there anything I can get you?" He looked at her nightstands to see if there had been any trays left behind.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 7:03 pm
"You can be angry if you want, I am," Rin confessed while watching him keenly like hawk. He seemed to be thinking about something but she had no clue what. Then the covers returned to where they belonged. She wasn't sure if he had done it for her comfort... or for his own. He was mostly unreadable right now. Like usual. Then he seemed to waver on something. His hand? What was he doing with his?... Oh. Nothing. Self doubt lingered again and she wondered if he was simply hiding how he truly felt. That it grossed him out as much as it had herself.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 7:13 pm
"Hard to be angry when there is no one to be angry at." He admitted, standing there and feeling awkward, his hands settled by his side but the fingertips drumming against his sides.
He tried to think of what might help, and ultimately just though of what Sophie would have liked. Looking at Rin, he doubted a carton of smokes and a copy of The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly would help her mood any. He was also limited to what was on the island. Everything seemed small and stupid in comparison to her loss and world-changing situation. To loose an arm.....it was hard to imagine. While he could say she had been lucky not to die, to not go blind, or not be crippled in another way, it didn't change the fact she wasn't whole either.
"Are you sure there isn't anything I can get you? Have you eaten?" He didn't know what else to offer. There was that instinct to sit beside her and offer some sort of physical connection. A hand pat or a touch on the shoulder, but again he stayed where he was, restrained by his own limitations.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 7:24 pm
"True for you at least... I'm still mad at him even though I know he didn't mean it..," Rin was still watching Melvin fiddle about uncomfortably, "Am... is it creeping you out more than you're... it's okay if it is."
Food? "I've tried eating but..," but she made a huge mess trying to get things to hold still. She's not hungry enough to just dig her hand in whatever yet. Determined still to use utensils even if they only push her food all over without the assistance of a second hand.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 7:31 pm
"Him? The guy you sparred with? Who was it?" He wanted to know. If Rin was mad at him, there had to be a reason even if it was an accident. Then she noticed him standing there and he straightened, relaxing his hands. "No. It's not creeping me out. It's not like you grew three heads and a tail." It might have just alarmed him to know it was gone, but that wasn't the reason. Of course, he couldn't say why he was restless with indecision.
"You tried....are you hungry still?" If anything, he'd find something more one-limb friendly. Chicken nuggets, simple sandwiches cut in half, or whatever else he could find. Nothing that could easily spill, burn, or make a mess. "Are you in the mood for anything?" Well, anything he could get on this island.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 7:49 pm
Rin sighed, "Fine. It was Rep." Still even if being weirded out wasn't the problem - something was, "If you're not creeped out then what is it? Something's wrong. I told you my thing eventually so you tell me yours." She was staring now Melvin.
"And I'm starving but... still wanna know."
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 7:55 pm
"You only told me once I had to find out for myself, and even then you lied over and over. " He corrected, not at all letting her pretend that she had been honest through her own choice. He forced it out of her. There was a difference there.
Rep. Rep did this. The same guy where Melvin had to take care of Otto and Roland who also went to the Infirmary due to his carelessness. "Rep did this? Are you sure he wasn't angry? I've already seen how many people he sends here because he gets riled up." It didn't seem so much like an accident now. It sounded like a stupid Sun with an anger problem and who wasn't really taking that whole probation thing to heart like he had told Melvin.
"I can get you something from the cafeteria. Anything else you might like from the vending machines?" There was a reason he was good with conversations, and that was called control
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 8:07 pm
Except that control didn't exactly work out, "I still showed you mine. Without provoking and you stared pretty good and hard. Show me yours." Anyone eavesdropping about now might get the wrong idea entirely.
"He wasn't angry... it was a friendly spar we were just catching up... and then... well... I don't entirely remember and uhh... could really use a lot of chocolate... and just anything I can maneuver like this and uh... seriously tell me."
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 8:19 pm
"Okay. I.." He thought of a safe way to phrase her demand. I wanted to pat your shoulder but thought better of it. No. I thought how you didn't need my pity. True but not it. I am hesitant to even touch any part of you and not becasue you are injured. Too revealing. I've been wondering if your bandages are clean. He'd have to ask but that could come later. My brain won't shut up when I want to do simple actions. Hmm. Nope.
"I don't comfort people well . That's all." True, but not the actual issue.
He then turned, heading to the door. "I'll be right back." He informed her, and walked out.
Melvin returned later with chicken nuggets, two juice boxes, a jello cup with a spoon, and 3 candy bars from the vending machine. He moved to her side and set the tray down on her lap before unwrapping the silverware and setting it down for her. Once done, he moved around the bed. "Anything else you might need?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 8:34 pm
That seemed a bit... odd to be so secretive over but she was about to accept it when he ran off. Leaving her puzzled and... thinking... When he finally returned though she gratefully dug right into the nuggets - something she could actually figure out as she grabbed them one at a time to pop hungrily. After a good chew and swallow she offered Melvin a slight smile, "I don't comfort people well, either."
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 8:55 pm
It seemed she had been hungry and just hadn't feel up for it. At least he could keep her energy up, and it had to be a good sign that she had an appetite at all. when she brought up what he said, something he thought she'd just drop, he gripped the baseboard of her hospital bed and shrugged. "I'm sure there will be plenty of visitors that will do that for you." Better than he ever could. "Much better."
Straightening up, he moved to the door to give her some peace. "If you need anything, just text me. I'm either in the labs or close by. Okay?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2012 3:36 am
"You aren't going to stay to help after I'm done?" Rin tilted her head to the side, all too aware she'd wind up with jello all over the place once she was done with these nuggets. Which wouldn't be much farther away at this rate. She was down to two nuggets already. Don't even get her started on trying to figure out the juice boxes without a steadying hand. They were hard enough with two arms let alone... she was staring at you pitifully now Melvin. No more nuggets.
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