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 Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 8:24 pm
Ofelia checked herself out of the infirmary because ******** the rules, she was tired of laying around and doing nothing and being snarled at for singing horribly off-key songs. If they didn't want her to be noisy they should have broken her jaw, not sewn her throat back together, and when a life hunter had threatened to knock her out (again) Ofelia turned into a ghost in the wind.
She'd go back when it was bedtime. They had really soft beds all things considered, and going back to her dorm room meant she might need to bump into people.
Of course though thinking about her room made her actually want to go back to it. It wasn't like there was anything worthwhile back in that place, but maybe it was because there was something more than physical items. She had a memory there - one of her and a certain sun hunter laughing on her bed, exhausted from fighting insanity creatures.
That memory, if she went back there would be she bad able to see it when she closed her eyes? Would she be able to stand in front of her bed and see them both there, panicked and covered with injuries yet still laughing and telling jokes? Ofelia didn't think so, it was stupid to think so, but none the less she started towards the dorms.
She was halfway into the commons, already out of breath from moving so much, when her legs gave out beneath her. Well, <********>. The red-head went down with a small shriek, not really expecting to suddenly collapse.Drifter Jet Enduro THE SOUTHERN PAIR, AT IT AGAIN
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 1:55 am
A shriek woke Otto from his cat nap. The Death trainee slowly opened his eyes, his body sprawled across a couch in the commons room. When it was nap time, any place would do so long as it was comfy. The downside to the commons was the occasional noise of others, though. Otto rose to sit up, leaning his upper half over the back of the couch to stare at the body on the floor. Oh. It was that red headed chic. "The ******** ya'll doin'?" Otto mumbled with a quirked brow.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 11:03 am
Ofelia was trying to play off her fall as much as she could, she didn't think anyone had been around, and as a voice with an equally southern accent graced her ears she sort of flinched with annoyance that she had indeed been discovered and either Otto had seen her fall or he at least had heard her. Ofelia was hoping for the hearing, rather than the seeing, because making sounds was just something she normally did and she could play it off.
. . . .though of course he would just happen to be looking at her as she struggled to get back up onto her feet. Everything was better with her body for the time being, she wasn't exactly the same as she had been maybe a few days ago, but it still was hard for her to put pressure on her arms. Her arms were what she liked to use to stand up. This sort of sucked badly, and Ofelia had to think of a lie super quickly.
'Ah. . . uh....though Ah saw mah eye. It's been missin'." She responded, sheepishly grinning. Her words were more of a gravelly whisper as opposed to before, where she spoke normally but just hesitated. The red-head had found that if she whispered she could talk without sounding like she was constantly outta breath. "Did Ah wake ya up?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 11:48 am
"S'far as I've known ya, you never had that eye. Nice try, girly." He watched the girl struggle, still leaning heavily over the back of the couch like a lazy lump. "Yeah, you did." Otto grouched, icy gaze lidding irritably. "So why'ra ya falling all over the place? Just clumsy or is there a decent excuse?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 11:57 am
"Ya got me there, but Ah'm lookin' fer mah fake one. Ah lost it back when Ah came here ta fight insanity beasts wit' Bix an' - " She stopped talking, biting down on her lip. She needed to move along, move along. Dwelling was bad, she didn't want to seem weaker than she already was.
At the mention of her being clumsy she tried to plow past saying Bix's name. Awkward. "Nah jus' not used ta walkin'. Been bed bound the pass couple'a days." Seeing as Otto hadn't done anything when Rue was being all kinds of cray Ofelia figured he didn't care much to know her personal history, so that was that. "An' sorry fer wakin' ya, why not jus' sleep in yer room or sommin'. Commons get loud, Ah know that from sleepin' in here when mah room went bad."
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 12:16 pm
"Oh." He never realized she had a fake one. Kind of creepy, knowing an eyeball was laying around somewhere. Or not. "I doubt its still around. It probably got chucked during cleanup." Ever the bearer of optimism, that Otto. "Fun." Otto thought it was better her than him in there. he'd had to spend days in that place twice before. If he had to do it again he'd go mad. "Naw. I was just too lazy to go to bed." Otto mumbled. "I was in the gym earlier, so I didn't wanna wanna walk too far.... you sure yu're sposed to be otta bed? Or'd ya break out?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 12:23 pm
"Ah broke out." Ofelia felt no shame in admitting that, and her face actually sort of beamed as she spoke the words. It wasn't so much as breaking out as it was walking out during shift change and no one noticed (or cared). "Ah'll go back tonight, they got comfy beds."
At the mention of her eye being thrown away her lips thinned into an unhappy frown. "Yeah, yer probably right. S'been like...several months anyway, jus' really finally thought 'bout it when Ah was showerin' earlier."
That totally wasn't the reason why she was here, but whatever. "An' the gym? We have a gym?"
Ofelia totally didn't know what he was referring to - interior sparring grounds maybe?
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 12:35 pm
Otto managed a light smirk before it faded just as fast to his usual expression. "Don't go back. You broke out. Live a little. No one likes getting stuck in that place.""Yeah." He answered, hopping off the couch and crouching in front of Ofelia. "With like.. work out machnes. Figured since I can't train with tenya, gotta keep fit somehow. Sittin on yer a** won't make nuthin happen."
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 12:50 pm
Ofelia was still somewhat trying to push herself upright but since she was talking well it didn't seem too important. The motion of pushing had her arms screaming in pain, and she wondered if she tried too hard would she rip out the stitches. That would suck so bad, and would really force her to go back.
"Yer totally right. The food there freakin' sucks, s'a wonder why Ah didn' leave sooner." That was so true. Granted most everything she had was via an IV or super liquid form due to her throat and what have you, but still it was nasty. Give her a steak dammit, steaks were awesome. "If Ah go in there again fer some reason Ah'm packin' a freakin' picnic first."
Those assholes would not deny her a sandwich.
Ofelia really hadn't been aware there was a gym, this was pretty cool news. For a while the red-head had been wondering how to get more in shape, seeing as running was fun but didn't work out everything, so a gym would be awesome. She nodded her head stiffly, trying not to bend her neck (so it looked like she was swaying her entire torso), at the comment about what they had there. the nodding stopped at the mention of Tenya, whom she knew to be his weapon.
The sun hunter was not going to touch that, not get personal. Otto didn't seem the personal type, noooo. "Ya got'a point there. Wit' Rue gone Ah'll need ta be in shape ta use runics, an' there's so much more we can do than lament." She grinned, sort of. "'m glad yer findin' ways ta stay busy."
She did not miss Rue.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 1:04 pm
"If they made it pleasant there, no one'd leave. That ain't the point, right?" In and out, get back to business. That's how it worked. "Yeah.." It was easy enough staying busy. It just wasn't pleasant, like most anything on the Island. Life was never pleasant. Life didn't give Otto much reason to smile. "Can't imagine you care much that the b***h in yer head is gone. She seemed like a real treat.""If I were you, I'd just find a decent runic blade and stick to it." Who wanted to be bullied 24/7?
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 1:11 pm
So maybe Otto did care, because he at least did remark that Rue was a b***h and that Ofelia would be better off for it. If she wasn't trying to keep herself from falling over with her arms she would have clasped his hand.
Then he might have hit her and that would suck too.
"Nnn yeah, not really missin' her. Ah kinda wonder if Ah bury her tablet what would happen? Ya think they'd let me get a new one, or jus' stick ta runics fer the rest of it?" Or they'd pod her a**, which seemed a bad taste. Maybe she sounded a bit too enthusiastic about not having Rue, she'd really need to work on that. No one liked a happy person.
. . .so. "Ya think ya could show me where the gym is some time?"
Ofelia didn't know what to talk about. She could talk about her injuries but that was gross.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 3:44 pm
"No idea. I'd say try it, but I don't want none of the backlash comin' back at me." Otto shrugged, noticing Ophelia seemed to really be taking her time standing up. She'd escaped from the Infirmary. Therefore, she was probably still very injured. With a small huff, he scooted to her side and wrapped an arm under her arm. "Yeah sure. Just not today, gimpy." Otto gently started to try and get Ophelia to stand.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 3:58 pm
"As if Ah'd tell 'em it was anyone else's idea." The red-head semi-snorted before giving Otto a wide grin. She liked this conversation, and that pleased her. Of course she was pretty surprised at what came next, Otto moving underneath her to help her stand, and before she could voice her thanks she let out a cry of pain at the movement of her shoulder. A hand rapidly moved to her mouth, clamping itself over so no more noise would be made, and she just bit her teeth into her lip as she let him help her stand. He'd been gentle, but apparently her shoulders weren't in the way she wanted them.
Or else without her shield her pain tolerance was pretty piss poor.
"Auh....uh...sorry 'bout that." Her cheeks turned six shades of red, almost redder than her hair if it were possible. She totally hadn't meant to cry out, she almost never cried out in pain. Groan, yes, but started shrieks and cries?
MORTIFYING. Still, she was going to let him help her stand because she really needed to get back on her feet.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 5:32 pm
Woah. Otto's eyes widened, momentarily halting the slow rise up. "You don't sound better." Otto mentioned critically. He lowered his arm so his grip was around her waist and further from her shoulders. This way, he helped her up without putting strain on her. Or so he hoped. "I know the Infirmary sucks balls but.. you should probably go back. Ya'int fit to be moseying anywhere."
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 5:40 pm
"Ah'm pro'lly not, but Ah jus' got tired'a bein' in there. It's too quiet, Ah hate it." Ofelia softly thanked Otto as he got her to her feet, all the while minding her injuries, and she gingerly touched at the shoulder that had given her trouble with her fingertips. "This whole island is too damn quiet, an' that place smells bad too."
And now she was just throwing a tantrum. Either way hadn't she said she was going to go back, and hadn't he said not to go back? Otto was confusing Ofelia but it wasn't hard to do so she didn't make mention of it. "At the very least Ah can walk 'round so long as Ah dun fall again. Ah really wanna cook sommin' fer mahself ta eat."
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