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 Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 1:33 pm
Harrison was fine. B0nez had covered him on the stairs and through the fire, even kept him safe while he was knocked out. Apart from the occasionally sarcastic ditties and comments on how inconvenient being fleshy was, B0nez hadn't let him down.
Ever since that burst of fire, though, B0nez had been feeling sick. Like he was on the verge of throwing up. He hadn't wanted to hit anything even resembling Fear. Harrison hoped it was the weapon equivalent of a hangover, and after all B0nez had done for him, what he really wanted to do was give B0nez some protein and a backrub. He just wasn't sure what the weapon maintenance equivalent of that was.
It occurred to him in the middle of the night. With B0nez groaning in the back of his head, he checked through his cell phone and the recently texted maps and area-codes. No. ...No, no, no.
Bluuuugh, B0nez said helpfully.
Hang in there, I'll ask somebody, Harrison thought back. He looked at the time on the phone. It was pretty late, and everybody would be worn out. But until B0nez got to feeling better, neither of them would be getting much sleep.
He took B0nez from the nightstand and pocketed him, then went out into the hallway. Who could he ask? Who did he know? Who had been here longer than he had? Who would know... he looked with surprise at the door next to his. The lights were on. There was somebody up, thank God, and...probably didn't have company, but he might as well ask...
He knocked on the door.
"Jerry? Hey, Jerry, you in there?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 2:02 pm
A distant groan came in response, not very helpful nor clear, but audible all the same.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 2:08 pm
"Uh," Harrison tried,"...Candace?"
He hovered by the door, for some kind of confirmation one way or another.
"Look I don't want to interrupt anything, but I can't sleep, I just need to know where something is and I can't find it on the maps..."
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 2:20 pm
"Nnnng..." It didn't... SOUND like a questionable noise, anyway. And there seemed to be no female cry of outrage that they had a visitor. The groan was followed up by a quiet, bleery, "Buhdunwunna....stopit...lemmego..."
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 3:28 pm
"I can't hear you," Harrison said. He hesitated, then tried the door, which was unlocked, then cracked it open.
"Is it okay if I come in, or not?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 3:45 pm
Jerry's room was well lit, even at this time of night, and just as sparse as any room save for the burnt scraps of clothing left on the floor and colorful vintage poster on the wall. The older hunter himself was laying face down on his bed, bandage-side up. it looked as though he had wobbled back from the tents and just managed to make it to the bed.
At the sound of the door, he finally blearily snorted, lifting his head sharply as though expecting some sort of attack. His hand shot out for the whistle on his bedside table, but without his glasses, he missed with a yelp and a few jammed fingers.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 4:12 pm
Harrison opened the door wider at the clatter and yelp. "s**t! Sorry! I thought you were up! Are you okay?"
He looked backwards out into the hallway, then lowered his voice guiltily.
"How come your lights are on?
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 4:16 pm
Jerry blinked as he sucked on sore knuckles, trying to let his brain catch up with reality...
Just a dream.
He winced.
Mostly a dream.
"H-harrison? I would have thought you'd be long passed out by now," He managed, groggily groping for for his glasses only to remember they weren't there. "I was just... ah... " The lights. Blast. He cleared his throat, gathering himself to sit. At least somewhere along the line he had gotten his Hunter-issued sweat pants on at least. "Er... are you alright? Nothing.. attacking or anything?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 4:48 pm
"No, nothing attacking. I just couldn't sleep. B0nez isn't feeling too good." Harrison held on to him in his pocket, as if it would make the weapon feel less like he was stuck on a small boat in choppy water.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 5:04 pm
"Oh... er... Sorry, B0nez," He smiled awkwardly. Roar was hyper before, but I think he's... asleep or something now, thankfully. I p-passed..." He yawned, gingerly rubbing his face around the bandages, "...Out right away." After only a moment's hesitation, he added in with a bit too much fervor, "Must have um. Forgot to turn them off." He wet his lips, smiling weakly, "The lights I mean."
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 5:11 pm
"Yeah, sorry. Everybody else was real tired too. I didn't mean to wake you up." Harrison looked for the light switch, and flipped it off for him.
"I'll let you sleep."
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 5:16 pm
They were suddenly plunged in darkness, and the grown man sitting on the bed gave a sudden strangled cry, tripping over his discarded shoes as he leaped from the bed to throw the light back on again, "Ah... n-not a problem at all!" He squeaked, trying to smoothly recover, "I... ah... ah ah sh-should um... get started on my r-report! While it's um. F-fresh." He wobbled back towards the desk to turn the desk lamp light on as well before wiping the sweat from his brow and tried desperately to calm down his breathing.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 5:19 pm
There was a shriek and the lights were back on again before Harrison had time to blink.
He looked at Jerry very skeptically.
"...So you're going to be up anyhow, then?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 5:32 pm
"Uh.... y-yes... um... I s-suppose," He coughed, rubbing his arms a moment before limping to the bed to scoop up his blanket. His back was still too raw for the pressure of a sweater or a sweat shirt, but the blanket at least could try to keep him warm. "It'll be um. Tricky until I find replacement glasses but I can try to manage. Um. Did... did you need something?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 5:46 pm
"You only brought one pair? Geez, they really did a number on you." He grinned. "But you did a number on that dragon. I just stabbed it one time." Since there weren't any extra chairs, Harrison took a seat on the edge of Jerry's bed and dug out his cell phone.
"I got a text with all the information on extra jobs and maps and stuff. I guess you guys that been here longer probably got it already. ...You got any idea if there's a place for B0nez? Like, if I wanted to get him polished up and sharpened."
He took out the small flashdrive keychain, looking at it in the palm of his hand.
"I don't know if it would work. He's never had it done before."
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