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 Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 12:40 pm
Chandra tries to stop them, but her eyes widen anyway as she backs away from Dare a little more. She had been babbling, letting too much slip out while she was worried. There had to be something she could say - some way to explain what she had meant.
"You appear to be feeling better," she said carefully. "It did seem like you were unable to concentrate on reality for a good amount of time."
That was good. Now he would know that she had simply been concerned, which was a perfectly acceptable emotion to have. In fact, it seemed to Chandra as if it was the foundation of most relationships - some sort of mutual concern for the well-being of the other individual.
"I was concerned for your well being, as I hope..." she trailed off. Adding the rest seemed unnecessary. Either he would or would not be concerned if she was ill and asking about it would not change that.
"If you feel well enough, you can tell me where you live so that I may return you to your place of residence. It would not be prudent to anger your... keeper, if I wish to see you again."
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 2:12 pm
He can't help but appear disappointed, answering her with a glum nod. "Got it," he mumbles softly, resting a hand on his aching stomach. Loss of reality is right.. he winces at the thought of how childish and needy he probably seemed through the worst of his feverish illusions. "Concern's good, s'great. Thanks for bringing me in to get che-"
He swallows abruptly before continuing, having been struck with another urge to empty his already-emptied stomach. "- ..checked. I dun think you should take me directly there, in case she's real mad or something. I dun want you two going at it again."
He flinches slightly at the recollection, pressing a few fingers into his clothing nervously. "I live in an apartment just off Main Street, the tall reddish one. Seventh floor, apartment 703.."
Dare presses his hand into his forehead, the heat proof that his temperature is still above normal. This certainly didn't go anything like he would've hoped; his immediate assumption, as he falls silent with inward anger, is that things would have been much different, had he not been a stupid little kid.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 2:26 pm
Chandra's brow wrinkles at Dare's obvious disappointment and she opens her mouth to say something, but then simply shuts it - her thoughts unvoiced. She did not understand where he was coming from, but she did not necessarily want to know. Ruffling her own hair, she tries a different tactic.
"I do not plan to go at it," she said, making it clear from her tone that she considered the phrase an odd one, "with Truth. I have obtained what I desired - access to you. Beyond that she means nothing to me."
Chandra gave Dare a sidelong glance as she reached down to brush a bit of dust off the bottom of her cloak.
"You might want to go at it with her, however." Chandra said this reluctantly, not liking to give advice to someone she considered her elder. "She appears to consider you a child and her charge." The older Legend shrugged as straightened. "And I do not believe you wish to belong to her in such a manner."
Crossing her arms over her chest, a defensive position, Chandra looked Dare over. He did not look well, but he did appear to be better. Why did he have to regain full conciousness in time to hear her babbling?
"You said something while you were unwell. You said you would do it all different only here to be with... What did you mean?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 2:37 pm
Dare rubs at his eyes slowly, for no particular reason, really. He pushes himself down from the examining table, stumbling a bit as he finds that balance is something he doesn't exactly have back. He holds out his arm, though, quickly catching the desk to stabilize himself.
"I can fend for myself," he confirms with a sigh, "Truth just doesn't know that yet. And she's supposed to look after me, anyway.. I just didn't know this Ranger stuff could be so annoying."
He holds against the wall as he makes his way to the door, determined to leave on his own two feet, and as soon as possible. The stench of these places, as well as that bucket, is really unsettling. "I dunno what I said," he continues, closing his eyes, his arm outstretched. He had started to get lightheaded. "I'm sure it was nothing."
Well, I wish that things were so different / Change it myself / It's what I'll do..
The song plays over in his head, and he grits his teeth as it pushes itself to the front of his thoughts, trying to erase it as quickly as possible from memory.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 2:42 pm
"Of course," Chandra said mildly, "words often do not carry any message of substance." It is perhaps impossible for anyone but her to truly tell whether she is being serious or sarcastic.
She unfolds her arms, and uses one to open the door behind her back - leading back out into the nondescript hallway.
"If you require assistance, you may use my hand to steady yourself."
Chandra put out one cold hand and touched her palm to Dare's.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 5:30 pm
Dare shivers at her touch. The gesture is appreciated, but his childish instincts kick in for him to protest. "I don't need help, but if you want.."
He closes his fingers around hers, her help coming in handy as he finds walking much easier with it. The secretary pokes out her head from over the desk, giving them a satisfied nod before burrying her nose behind another magazine.
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