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 Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 12:31 pm
Chel grinned, but it was still somewhat sad looking. "You can put jeans over your knee when ya want though. People look at me different." Nobody was openly calling her hideous. It was the small glances, the fast blinking before quickly moving on to what they were going to say. The way that everyone seemed to be thinking of a quick apology in their head in case she commented.
"Shun said some real nice things though," she says idly.
She says, "Next part really is my fault ... I was mad ..." She has recounted this story before, and the second time it's easier to tell because she doesn't have Jack listening.
She tells Chris about her in the sun run, how she was supposed to rest and chose not to. That was the day she got 158.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 12:40 pm
"You could put make up on it? If you dislike it that much. I like it though." He shrugs, because it's not his choice. "I'm glad you still managed to be friends with him."
He winces at the next part of the story. Kicks his feet for lack of a better way to relieve the restlessness he's starting to feel. He wants to fix, but there's nothing he can do. "You texted me that score. Didn't think it was important to mention you ended up here after?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 12:52 pm
Chel flinches under the scold. She knows Chris doesn't mean it but her composition is fractured and any burden is a crowbar.
"It wasn't bad," she tries to defend. "Just some scratches. The wound reopened. I was even awake the whole time." She knows its not enough for Chris because she can see it on his face. "I'll do better." If Chris knew anything about her, he would know that was the go to line when she felt kicked in the shins.
A life tech scurried in. "Her bandages have to be changed. You can wait outside the room, but I need you to exit please, sir." Chel nods, giving permission and acceptance. The life tech is kinder. "It won't take long. I'm good with bandages!"
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 8:52 pm
He clenches his jaw as their interrupted, but he nods and gets up only after Chel gives her consent. He'd nearly forgotten they weren't back at one of their rooms, in total privacy. He tries to offer the tech a smile as he passes, but it's not pleasant.
He's too restless, and paces outside the room as he waits.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 8:57 pm
Chel is silent through the whole process. The tech tries to get her to make small talk, but Chel just stares. Chris has exhausted her already, but she would never tell him that.
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Moment later, the tech opens the door and peeks out. "All done!" she calls to the Moon. She pulls Chris aside for a moment and says, "I think it's so sweet you're doing this for her. She hasn't been talking much ... It's so sad, you know? So many hunters like that ... Well, let me know if you need anything!"
With that, the tech winks and disappears. The door is open and Chel still sits in the same position he'd left her.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 9:01 pm
She's going to give him premature grey in his hair. His eyes go tight and concerned as the tech pulls him aside and he nods. That's not the Chel he knows. It doesn't even make sense, that this person thinks she's quiet.
He steps into the room slowly, despite the briskness of his earlier pacing. "So when do you get out of here, huh? Infirmary beds can't be fun to sleep in."
He hadn't forgotten that she'd not yet told him how she ended up here this time, but it felt awkward to bring it up now that he'd had to leave.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 9:04 pm
"I don't know." She also doesn't care. "Did she hit on you?"
Chris had the look of a puppy in his eyes and Chel said, "Don't hold back. I know I didn't finish." She was just tired of it, for a little while.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 9:16 pm
Chris shrugged and shook his head. "People don't hit on me. I'm not the pretty cousin."
He crossed the room to sit next to her again. "I want to know. You know I do. I just don't want to push you."
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 9:19 pm
"I know," she says. Nobody ever wants to push her but they always do. It isn't a matter of intention, it is the result.
She recounts Finn, she recounts Jack. More importantly, she recounts the dark figure.
Maybe now Chris would form a full picture. Why she is afraid of the pods.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 9:27 pm
She's left him lost for words multiple times in just the short time he's been here. It's impressive really. He'd always been quick to cast her sex habits off as just part of her careless personality, but now he's beginning think there's something a little unhinged to it. Desperate.
He refused to accept that.
He runs a hand down his face, lets out a heavy sigh. "Any thoughts on what this thing is? And why it chose the end of a Rings movie to do it?" It definitely did explain why she was so worried. But if she was still here, taking up space and supplies in the infirmary where they could be putting up other hunters, he wasn't concerned about pods yet.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 9:30 pm
She shook her head slowly.
"Have you connected the dots yet?" she asked him.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 9:31 pm
He squints. He's not paid to think. He'd paid to be a human shield.
"What dots?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 9:34 pm
Chel sighs, a long breathy noise that rises from her chest to her nose. She has a small taste of the annoyance life hunters must have felt daily.
"Jack knows. He's going to report me." She looks away. "When he does that, my time is up." She puts her hand inside of Chris' and clutches his arm in a death grip.
"I'm sorry," is what she whispers. "I ******** up too badly this time." She begins to cry, though she said she wouldn't.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 9:41 pm
He brows furrowed. "He wouldn't. Hey, no." He pulled her into his arms again, because that was all he knew how to do, really. "He's not turning you in, okay? I won't let him."
He didn't know enough about Jack to guarantee that he wouldn't turn her in to begin with, but he'd sure as hell intercept him before that could happen. ******** that noise.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 9:45 pm
She doesn't respond. She's crying too hard into Chris' poor Captain America shirt.
"It's not fair," she whines into his arm. "It's not fair." She just keeps repeating it.
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