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 Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 4:46 pm
There were more toothbrushes than Ever knew what to do with in the tiny drug store on the corner of Main; every color of the rainbow, ones with bending necks or special stripes meant to show when they'd worn out. Electric ones. Soft bristle, hard bristle, and every level in between. Reach and Colgate and god help him they were just toothbrushes, this shouldn't have been rocket science...
The young woman behind the desk watched him avidly, apparently not trusting his worn-thin clothing or his bruised-looking eyes or the bag swung over his shoulder. Eventually, he set to looking at prices, and picked one out that was only 39 cents. Perfect.
Then he had to move onto toothpaste, clutching his new brush like a lifeline.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 5:09 pm
Ow, ow, ow. If Dietrich wasn't on some kind of pain medication and just waiting for it to kick in right now he'd be hating life more than he already was right now. He winced as he moved his left shoulder wrong and nearly reached back to rub at it, remembering quickly that would be a bad idea from his last few times doing that. Nope. Not doing that again. He was here to pick up extra bandage wrapping for his shoulder, gauze, disinfectant, pain killers...the basics. Things any normal person would buy, you know? What? Normal people don't go out to buy this stuff? Well fine. Shut up.
Prescription and shopping list in hand, Dietrich made a beeline for the pharmacy section first to hand it over, taking a quick shortcut through the hygiene aisle. He didn't notice his old friend as he passed him just yet, his mind was focused on 'Drugs please give me drugs I need drugs please!' Since when did injuries in a dream world follow you to the real world? Then again, he was going to have to stop questioning things now. It's totally normal for leopards to burst into flame and for people to have 'magic powers'. Totally normal.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 5:46 pm
Ever was more than just browsing he was -- well, he was in the way. Stooping just a little to dig through the Colgate and the Crest, fishing around through the lines of lines of toothpaste, he eased back a step just as Dietrich came down the aisle and just about slammed into him, tredding on his foot and hopefully not slamming too hard into the injured shoulder.
"Um, oops, sorry --" He was apologizing first and looking up second. When his eyes landed on exactly who it was he'd bumped into, Ever's mouth split into a smile. The bruise -- given by Gianfar, indirectly -- had faded away to a faint brown stain across the left side of his face, and except for the lingering fatigue, he looked better.
"...uh." Awkward. He looked deer in headlights for a moment before he recovered. "Man, you look like s**t."
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 6:05 pm
Crap! He walked into someone! Dietrich stumbled a bit and spun awkwardly on his heel. "Sorry! Sorry, I wasn't paying atte--Ever?" He stumbled onto both feet, looking very surprised to see his friend here. He looked...better! That bruise was gone! Or going away. Something like that. His pain meds seemed to finally be kicking in. Oh, wait..who was he right now? Dietrich. Right, good. He wasn't Gianfar or Ever would probably not be smiling at him right now.
Him? Look like s**t? Dietrich laughed. "Look how I feel then. Nice. I'll be okay, the doctor gave me some pain meds for my shoulder and I think they're starting to kick in finally." He looked Ever over for a moment, making sure he was really as okay as he looked. Good, good. He was okay even if he totally hated Gianfar's attempts at protecting him. It would have been easier if Ever hadn't hated him, which kind of stung. "What about you? You doing alright?" Dietrich's lips turned down in a slight pouty frown. Ever had moved out because of Breau demanding he pitch in with rent, and he hadn't even said goodbye, had he?
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:00 pm
"Uh." He was holding cheap toothbrush in one hand and store brand toothpaste in the other. Ever flicked them a look and then made a noise, shifting where he stood -- maybe just a little self-conscious. It might have been better if he'd a least been investing in middle tier...
"It's okay, yeah. A little weird, but okay." He had his bag over one shoulder, a pretty sure sign that he was on the move: he'd left it behind when he was staying them. "What the hell happened to you?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:13 pm
Dietrich looked to the bag on his shoulder and frowned a bit, shifting from foot to foot for a moment. The meds were making him feel pretty good, but at the same time seeing Ever like this was not the cheeriest thing. He hadn't said goodbye, and that last time they were together he'd been Sailor Gianfar, someone Ever hated. He wished Ever would let it go; it was just one big misunderstanding. "Found a place to stay yet?" He asked with genuine concern and curiosity. Dietrich wished he hadn't been an idiot and chosen moving out over helping with rent, but what's done is done, right? Sigh.
Ah, there it was. The 'what happened to you' question. It was inevitable, people would want to know why he was hurt! He chuckled and glanced back toward his left shoulder. He already had his story. "Just a big gash in it. I suspect I got it when I was climbing Mount Rushmore the other day. See, I was helping with an excavation for a dinosaur that no one has ever seen the likes of before. Then out of nowhere this herd of unicorns came stampeding, and one of them attacked me. Got me good." All of this was explained with a gentle smile. It was clear Dietrich didn't want to--no, he couldn't tell Ever what had happened. He just couldn't. Even though his friend had been there, he just...couldn't tell him. He winced, though not from the pain; he didn't like keeping secrets.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:21 pm
Not only did Dee hate lying but -- well, he was awful at it. Ever listened to his explanation with his eyebrows slowly rising up into his hairline, definitely not buying a word of that. Mount Rushmore, huh? Mount Rushmore and dinosaur excavation? He might as well have said that he'd gotten it falling into the face on the moon. But that was, perhaps, the point: as he came to the end of his explanation, Ever held up his hands and made a dismissive sound.
"Hey, man, if you don't want to tell me, you should probably just...not...tell me." The lying was vaguely insulting -- if hilarious. Ever shook his head and shoved both toothbrush and paste into one hand.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:47 pm
"I couldn't do that, you deserve some kind of answer..even if it is a totally bullshit one I came up with in the middle of the night in a moment of pained delirium while trying to clean and bandage this all on my own." Dietrich explained like waking up with a gash in one's shoulder in the middle of the night was no big deal. What? Didn't everyone dream about being a sailor senshi fighting on a volcano for control of it and wake up with wounds? Blasphemy! Of course everyone did! But Ever seemed insulted, and now he felt bad. Crap. "I'm sorry." He meant it, he truly did. He was sorry he couldn't explain the truth to Ever, but it was for his own good...or something.
Dietrich tugged a bit at his own hair, pouting his lips thoughtfully. "Wanna hang out after I drop off this prescription and get some supplies? I'm hungry." He'd try to make up for the horribly blatant lie.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 7:10 am
If he'd come out and said it -- well, yes, it seemed like a lot of people were having similar dreams to that, these days. Some of them didn't just fight for control, they fought to stay alive...or missed out on the fight entirely and just messed around and watched. Of course, if he'd said that, he would have had to explain his silly costume...
The apology was shrugged off in an easy way, and then Ever paused. Hang out and hungry in the same sentence seemed to imply lunch. And as Dee knew perfectly well that Ever was more or less broke, that was a promising suggestion. "Ah...what did you have in mind?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 7:33 am
Hmmm! That was a very good question! Dietrich hummed thoughtfully, tugging a bit at his own hair. "Lunch, your pick, my treat?" He decided easily, gesturing for Ever to follow him as he started to make his way toward the back where the pharmacist technicians were. He did come here for a reason after all! He wasn't here to pick up cheap toothbrushes and toothpaste like some apparently homeless people. He didn't have to be homeless though!
Regardless of whether Ever followed him or not Dietrich handed the paper to a pharmacist, nodding as he was told when to come back for it and wandering away from the counter to find the rest of the things on his little shopping list. Doing this for himself was going to be hard, but the doctor had already said the gash didn't look too bad; when Dietrich had looked at it, it seemed rather...horrific...but that may have been exhaustion. That or it was healing quickly.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 7:41 am
"Uh. Are you sure you don't need some help...?" Ever might have been cold, but he definitely wasn't a machine; Dietrich looked like he hurt, looked less than fabulously stable, holding his arm stiffly and with a drugged distance to his eyes. Blinking, Ever only stood at the counter for a moment before putting down this things and starting after him.
"You really do look terrible." This time it wasn't joking but serious, and maybe even worried. "If you tell me some things you need, I can go find them..."
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 8:05 am
Dietrich blinked and looked to Ever when he offered his help. Oh, yes. That would be lovely. Oh, but Ever couldn't read his mind! Right! Huh. Well...! "I'd love help. Hurts to use my shoulder, and carrying a bag is awkward...I should've thought this through more." He sounded baffled by his own statement. This wasn't something he normally did, Dietrich always thought things through! Always! How odd for him. Oh well, he could pin that on being tired and completely out of his element right now. He was still adjusting! Did he really look that bad? Yeesh. He'd have to find a mirror.
"Do I really look that bad? I feel okay right now, but that's the pain killers talking. I neeeeed...gauze, disinfectant..bandaging. The basics, y'know? He wanted me to put my arm in a sling but that seems a bit dramatic. I'm fine." Now, anyway. He wasn't going to need all of these things for very long at all, but he didn't realize that just yet. "It's just a cut, but it's a kind of deep one." Dietrich shrugged one shoulder.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 2:03 pm
Yeah -- only shrugged one shoulder because the other was wrapped up and Ever was eyeing it in an uncertain way. That did sound pretty gross. Dietrich was just lucky that Ever'd been booted out of the dream before it happened; otherwise, he might have been bright enough to put two and two together.
But he probably wouldn't have been.
"I know where gauze and bandaging is." He paused, blinked, eyebrows pulling together, and then stepped away. "Disinfectant too, probably, and I need something in that area anyway..."
Another step. "Just wait here."
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 4:16 am
Oh, Ever knew? Well that was wonderful! Dietrich watched him step away and made a step to follow him until he told him to stay and wait. But why? Would Ever really come back? Hmm.. "Alright. But if you take too long I'm sending a rescue party." He teased with a smile, staying put as he was told to. He'd give Ever...five minutes. That was okay, right? It wasn't a terribly huge store so it wasn't like it would have to take him more than five minutes to get things that he knew the location of, right?
His shoulder was feeling way better already anyway! These must have been really good painkillers. He'd have to thank his doctor. Little did he know it wasn't actually the painkillers making him feel better, though they were helping with the pain; the wound was just healing faster than it would have if not for...special circumstances.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 9:02 am
That got a laugh back over his shoulder, one hand shooting up as he disappeared into a row of medication to wave back at Dietrich. Yes, Ever knew where certain things were in a pharmacy. Important things like aspirin, bandages, booze, cheap food and, ah, contraceptives. It was only a matter of moments for him to hunt down the essentials, rooting quickly through all his options in search of whatever Dee might like best.
Even then, though, he couldn't quite make a decision. Close to five minutes and he came back with several options of gauze, three kinds of bandage, but only one disinfectant: the cheapest one they had. He figured that didn't matter so much. He held up Dietrich's choices and raised an eyebrow. "Pick."
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