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 Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 7:06 pm
"... sounds almost like a captain already dosen't she." He said with a mix between 'vaguely irked' at the smudged lines between civilian and nega life...and pride. "How are you doing back there... I think we should just invest in the damn hospital at this rate... you spent more time in there than I have... maybe they'll name a wing after you, everything can be illuminated by glowsticks, tacos served breakfast lunch and dinner...at least as an option... guitar hero in every room..."
He rattled off the little things that more visibly marked Dem as...well, dem in his 'creature comforts', hopefully distracting but also trying to smooth over the odd shambles that lay between them.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 8:13 am
"I'll be sure not to touch my leg...trust me."
Demy remained under the cover of the towel and bag until he had heard Toki leave and Zac started to talk to him. It was then that he slowly removed the items and looked towards the front of the car.
"You know...that'd be pretty cool, except then I'd probably -want- to be in the hospital. Kicking back, being served tacos and all the Guitar Hero I can play? Hell yeah, sounds awesome. Not perfect, but still pretty awesome."
Damn, that had sounded like the perfect Demy environment. Yet...it just wasn't perfect.
"But I really hate the hospital man...remember that time they would only give me liquids and I still convinced the nurse to give me a cookie? That was pretty great."
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 5:20 pm
"You know that could have been dangerous right?" He scolded and shifted in the seat with a small hiss. "********.." he cursed and sat forward, the cloth of his shirt was sticking to the scratches where blood had started to congeal. He was slightly less than pleased.
"We'll do better next time...we both will, whenever either of our next times IS...ok?" He said reaching back to gingerly pluck at his shirt.
"Look at it this way..." he added "It's a great excuse to teach your team dodge techniques and improve your aim, YOU sit in a chair, pitch s**t at them and make them dodge it, everyone gets better at what their doing."
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 5:32 pm
"And since when have I -not- done things that could be dangerous. Cmon Zee, you know me better than that!"
As Zac struggled with the cloth of his shirt, the blonde in the back seat tried to manuever himself into a better sitting position mostly because he was worried and wanted to see what was going on. All it accomplished was a yelp.
"N-next time I'll be there -first- so you don't get claw marks down your damn back. And yeah...I'll figure out stuff I can do with my team. This isn't going to beat me, and I refuse to sit at home and get -bored- all the time."
Hey, at least he was talking about going home.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 5:36 pm
"You need to add CAREFUL to your habits Dem, that's WHY you spend so much time in the hospital... if your not careful... you may end up with worse than what you have now." His voice turned serious, concerned and stern all at the same time.
"Somehow I don't see you doing so well with... a yoma kneecap... or whatever else they could cook up, you get what I'm saying Dem?" He twisted with a worried glance at the yelp... this wasn't going to be good, he was all too sure of that.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 6:02 pm
"I was being careful! I was helping you, and then when you were okay I was keeping the one that was trying to attack you distracted but then this other one came over with a freaking SPEAR man! I was trying to be careful...the last time I was in the hospital wasn't even my fault..."
Right, cause how could he be any more careful when he was out shopping and a crazy coma epidemic hit? The time before that though, yeah...broken ribs? Probably could have been more careful then.
"I...get what you're saying though man, I'll try...I just..I've been trying to be careful, I really have!"
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 6:12 pm
"The RIBS were your fault"... great minds ran in like gutters. "I just don't want to see you with a broken back because you couldn't teleport away or anything like that."
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 6:17 pm
"I don't want to see you dead cause you couldn't fight someone either...I know your good at the tactical stuff Zee, you beat my -a**- at it, but I just...they could have gotten you man, and that leopard could have gotten you worse...."
For a moment the blonde fell silent, except a few whimpers as he squirmed around in the back seat.
"Guess we both have stuff to work on, huh?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 6:19 pm
Zink... Zac, sighed deeply. "Yeah...yeah we do." He admitted, his books on fighting were worth about ******** was frustrating given the time and money he had invested in the damn things. Perhaps he was just not getting something when he was reading them... at least he had an idea of a few people he could turn to for help.
"...stop squirming your going to make things worse you know." He scolded.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 6:31 pm
"Can't help it, you know me...energetic and everything, heh."
He tried to stop squirming. It worked for a few moments at least.
"When I uh...you know, get better and stuff...we could run practices together? Just you and me, like old times! ..unless you want the teams involved. But! You could help me with being more careful..and I could help you with fighting? I'm sure you can find other better people too but...every little bit helps, right?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 6:35 pm
"Oh sure...why not when your back on your feet." He said with a sigh. He didn't see that happening anytime soon though, that worried him too.
"I'll ask around too, see if I can get some help so you don't get hurt like this again because of -me-..." the word twisted in his chest like a knife...
People got hurt because of him and his inability to hold his own...
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 6:41 pm
"...Zeeman I didn't get hurt because of you, I got hurt because of the war we're in, kay? I'm a Negaverser, I'm a captain, I'm fighting in a war to save our planet. Getting injured just adds in to the equation there. And hey! Now I have a war wound and people can't say I never do anything."
Yes, he was joking, but there was seriousness mixed in there too!
"I'm hitting you up for practice as soon as I'm back on my feet, and you bet I'll be pouting at you if you don't at least humor me okay? It'll be fun AND beneficial! And if you learn new stuff while I'm letting my knee heal then it's just more stuff you can teach me, and if I learn anything new while working with my team I'll pass it on to you. Kay?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 4:03 am
"You got hurt because you were there to try and defend me, you just said that yourself... well you SORT of said it, you came because that...stupid Leopard." He groused and scowled, he wondered if you could dream up a fire hose in Elysium... stupid flaming...
He heaved a sigh. "You'll probably be stuck here for a little too..." He said waving his hand at the hospital. "At least not stuck on liquids though, not for a -knee-... but I'll keep you posted on ...anything that happens."
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 7:01 am
"Hoy!" She waved at the window of the two boys, chit chattering away while she was inside fetching the wheelchair. Toki had to admit, she was taking a little longer than she could have..just because she had a sinking suspicion they needed to talk.
Also because some asshat was blocking her way. Good thing she has no issues running people over.
"They know your coming, someones ready for you inside. I said a car hit you, hit and run. I hope thats sufficient enough to explain all these wounds." And that shattered kneecap. Toki opened a door to the back of the car and frowned. "You know maybe i should have stayed powered up so i could have dragged you out of the car. Sorry Dem, looks like your going to need to scoot out." She opened the door as wide as she could, and pushed the chair close to the door. Hopefully he could just scoot out right into the chair.
"Zac i think it might be best if you wait in the car. If you went inside they would for sure drag you into the ER. No matter how much you kicked and screamed. " Really, he DID look that bad.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 3:58 pm
He arched his eyebrows, first it was you better go in, now it was you better stay out... "Let me try and help get him out of the car at least? They can't... mug me on the side walk I don't think...legal issues."
He started to cautiously open the door... he doubted this would be 'pretty' seeing dem try to scoot out.
"Is there anything like... a tray they could brace his leg on? Why the hell didn't they bring a stretcher, or did you say you could get him in with the chair?...I can...walk around the corner and wait... I'm just not sure that...hmm.." He made himself stop and shake his head rather than keep prattling like a school-marm. Stupid of him really, it was just that no mater how things 'felt' right now Dem still mattered, would always matter...
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