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 Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 5:23 pm
Rep was bored. He didn't like being cooped up in such a small ******** space with so many people. It made him crazy and antsy and generally unpleasant. It didn't help that whenever he stopped for any length of time he turned on himself, mentally ripping himself to shreds. He felt like he had to keep moving just to stop himself from going crazy, and as such he was currently stalking the corridors like a serial killer, looking for something, someone entertaining.
He slunk into the barracks and wandered along the beds till he noticed a familiar lanky figure, looking worse for wear and decidedly unwashed. Jerry was always a good source of entertainment, so he'd do. Besides, he probably had to thank the b*****d in a round about way for the backup before.
Leaving it till he woke up didn't even occur to him
He wandered over and jabbed him in the ribs with a finger. If this failed, he just did it again harder until he got some attention. "Wakey ******** wakey."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 5:51 pm
Since they had come back from the phoenix, Jerry had not moved. He had not showered. Everyone had been busy, he supposed. The jab to his ribs was the first sign of human contact he had had in what felt like eons.
Groggily, he groaned. By the third jab he finally sat up so quickly, his head instantly regretted it, "WHAT." He snapped, face flushed as he squinted to try to see who was bothering him. Bright red hair- oh God. He only knew a handful of red-heads, and unfortunately, this one was far too large to be Jordan.
He winced, bracing himself.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:02 pm
The wince delighted Rep and he grinned maliciously. This was a good ******** idea already, he was feeling better just from that reaction alone. Jerry was the gift that kept on giving.
"Awrite?" he stated, inclining his head in manly greeting. "You just going to ******** sleep till the next apocalypse?"
He'd been pretty roughed up back at the phoenix and Rep wondered to himself if he was doing alright. But ******** actually ASKING that.
"Cause that'd be even ******** sadder than usual."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:26 pm
Jerry sighed, rubbing his face, old, dried blood coming free and he wiped it on the blanket, "I went to the meeting, okay? What do you want from me? I'm useless like this anyway." He snapped. Nothing like a visit from Rep to bring out the best in people.
Alright, maybe he should shower at least. But that was beside the point. He could barely see, his leg hurt, and honestly it was *all Rep's fault*. What else the nincompoop wanted from him was beyond him.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:34 pm
The redhead gave Jerry a very serious look for his comment. "That sounded like ******** WHINING to me." As far as Rep was concerned, right now the only person in the whole world with an excuse to whine was him. In an almost feline way he'd decided he was the one with all the problems, everyone else's were minuscule. "Besides, you are always ******** useless, that doesn't normally stop you. You seem to get by with it alright."
He prodded him again for good measure. "Anyway. I'm ******** bored. And I figured I'd say like.. ta and s**t for the help back there against the ******** guy in the dress."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:39 pm
"He was going to KILL you, Rep." He grunted, slender frame shuddering at the fresh jab. "And you almost got me crushed. If it wasn't for Roar, I'd probably be a puddle of meat and broken bones right now. WITH his help, I can barely walk. Forget I... I... ******** lost my glasses! Doubt anyone grabbed them from upstairs when evacuating." He jabbed at the tattooed blur beside him humorlessly in a half hearted punch.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:46 pm
"Yeah yeah, I know he was. But so was every ******** other person on that battlefield right? Also. Tough s**t, we are suns, we take a bit of a beating, if you can't handle that heat then you should get out of the ******** kitchen."
The punch was unexpected and at the very least half hearted enough he could laugh it off.
"Besides. You HAVE Roar, you'll always have Roar, so stop bitching about the should have, would have, could haves." He made a move to seize the hand Jerry'd swung at him firmly. "And you lost your specs? Then go ******** get more, don't they have spares?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 7:43 pm
"Above ground," Jerry's head still hung, the hissing in his ears again as his stomach churned. He was a sun, he... he had confidence on the battle field, generally but... but he had been fairly useless towards the end. Nearly crushed, torn apart, stabbed.... "But it's not like we can just... go get them. We... we all nearly died. Everyone's recouping. My leg still hurts, thank you very much. I think it would have shattered if we weren't... I don't know. Fear people. Or whatever." Inhuman, a little sour part of the back of his head grunted.
You act like that's a bad thing, Roar snickered, finding Jerry's recent attitude exhausting.
"I'm more out of the way here." He finally sighed, shaking his head.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 8:04 pm
"Why can't we go get them?" he stated, tilting his head as if this was some huge deal. "We are ******** suns mate. The horsemen are dead...mostly. And I don't ******** care if you have a gimpy leg. Stop being a ******** pansy and get the ******** out of bed."
Again he prodded him, intent on being as annoying as he humanly could be.
"You are ******** mean man, you kicked my a** okay. If you are weak then its a ******** insult to me right? I'm not about to let that swing. So get the ******** up and we will go get your ******** glasses back."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 8:28 pm
Jerry snorted, shaking his head. "So what, you'll be my guide dog?" He wasn't even sure where his glasses would be. There were a few sets in the quartermaster's room, but he was sure he had at least one backup in his desk drawer in his room...
... with his guitar.
He stiffened, blind, slightly crossed eyes widening, "W-well... it... it might not... be as bad as... as facing horsemen, right?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 8:37 pm
"I'm no one's ******** dog, but I'll come with you if you want. I sort of owe you I guess for the whole ******** battlefield thing. And you'd be mostly blind on your own. I swear to god though, if you shoot me, I will ******** leave you up there for like.. whatever s**t there is to eat you."
He did clap him on the shoulder reassuringly though. "And ******** yeah, anything's a ******** cakewalk compared to facing horsemen. We'll be out of there in no time."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 8:43 pm
Jerry mulled it over for a few moments in silence. The bad feelings were still making his stomach churn, ominous whispers held back by the thought of being able to take his pain out in a productive way... "I... I suppose..." And besides... there were... other important things up there. Really important things. "Maybe... maybe we should get backup? Some moons at least- I could... are our cellphones working?" He shifted to where he had hung his coat, digging blindly through the pockets to put the screen an inch from his face and squint, "Could you text Wash for me? He was.. was a good cover back on the Mission..." And besides, he was a fellow music lover. He'd understand.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 9:05 pm
Rep had to resist the urge to tell Jerry he wasn't his ******** maid. He had to be patient, the guy couldn't see properly. Goddamnit he hated being patient. It made him angry.
"Yeah. Backup. Right." He took out his phone, closed out of Twitter and went looking for Wash's details. "Right. Wash." And of course the only people he'd invite got texted too.
Ravvlet From Rep - Going topside with Jerry. Need someone to stop him getting completely ******** owned. You game?
Toshihiko Two From Rep - I'm going to go ******** hit s**t and get Jerry his glasses back. I need a moon right? That was the lecture. Get your a** sorted out and here kthx.
Proxility From Rep - Going up to the dorms to get Jerry his specs back so he's marginally less useless. Probably need all the help we can get. Come please?
He put the phone away. "There. That should be enough backup to stop you getting us both ******** killed." Because it hadn't been him last time taunting the crazy gravity shooting guy in the dress.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 9:26 pm
"G-good. Good!" Jerry sighed with relief, pursing his lips a moment before shifting to the end of the bed, "I suppose... I sh-should... clean up a bit before people show up, huh?" He stank, that much he knew. And needed to shave, although he wasn't sure about tackling that one without the glasses and there was no way he would ask Rep to put a razor anywhere near his face. "Well. Well, I have a plan, don't you worry, ahahaha-" Like anyone wanted to follow his plans. No matter. Shake it off. Breath.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 9:32 pm
"Probably. I felt a lot ******** better after a shower, sleep and change of clothes. The food's s**t but its edible. And not ******** sardines. Any small ******** thing helps I guess." He raised a brow, plans weren't something he generally had to any degree, he typically just ran in guns blazing and hoped for the best. "Still, Good then. At least someone has a plan. Cause I ******** don't. " He smirked toothily, even though he knew Jerry couldn't see him. "But we'll be fine."
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