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 Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 5:57 pm
"No."
"If you would just listen to me - "
"No."
"Gale."
"Miranda."
"Why won't you let me help you."
"Why are you trying to kill me."
The tech in charge - a short Life hunter by the name of Miranda - stood with her hands on her hips, glowering at a sulking Gale, sitting on one of the empty infirmary beds and cradling his arm in his hand.
"I am not," she said delicately. "trying to kill you. Rehab isn't to kill, it's to help."
"I don't need help," said Gale, and hopped off the bed, fully intending to walk away. Miranda merely threw up her hands in exasperation as she turned back to head to the office, shouting over her shoulder in the process.
"Fine, but don't blame me if that hand of yours regresses because you're not doing what you're supposed to in order to strengthen the muscle!"
Gale rolled his eyes, walked past a figure in a bed -
- and then promptly walked backwards, his eyebrows lifting. He knew that figure, despite it being...well, a little more bruised than it normally was. But there was no mistaking that face.
"Otto?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:08 pm
Stupid hospital beds. Stupid BEING in a hospital bed again. Stupid Halloween creature breaking his everything. Lacerations all over his body and hands, his face, a broken ankle, a critical stab wound below the rubs. There was no way his week could get any ********> It just got worse. "Gale." He replied in a quiet voice, unable to elevate it due to being.. well, quite out of commission.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:37 pm
Clearly whatever Otto had just gone through had been enough to keep him relatively sedated, since he wasn't trying to leap out and punch him. Gale stood there for a moment, tilting his head as if scrutinizing him. Then -
"You look like hell."
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:40 pm
Otto's tired gaze somehow managed to look irritated. "Yeah, thanks. I feel it too." He muttered with his hoarse voice. Ugh.. how he wished he could leap out of bed and punch the British right out of that guy. "Got anythin' better t'do than nit pick about my looks?" He muttered in his usual drawl, tendering crossing his arms over his lap. His ribs and chest was still healing, after all.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:43 pm
Arguing with Otto was somewhat like attempting to grow taller - useless and exhausting. And today he just did not really have the strength to argue with someone who was lying in a hospital bed, no matter how much Otto irritated him.
Gale sighed, then stepped closer, glancing over the other's injuries. "Are you okay?" he asked quietly, and this time there was an actual serious tone to his voice.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:54 pm
Otto sighed, letting go of most of the tension that came with dealing with Gale. "Kinda... I hurt a lot.. I'll be okay, eventually." His injuries would heal, there might be some scarring. How long, he wasn't sure. The Fear healing stuff coupled with runics always made it impossible to tell. But he'd come so close to dying it was.. worse to gauge. "Clerise said she found me.. almost dead." He murmured quietly, terrible memories of being possessed threatening to send shivers down his aching spine. "Real bad run in with the weirdest ********' Halloween creature I ever dealt with." Gale was a fellow Death Hunter, so the passing of information was probably smart. "It possesses living bodies.."
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 7:01 pm
Gale gave a small nod, tilting his head a little. "I'm sure you'll be okay," he said bracingly, in an effort to be reassuring, though he wasn't entirely certain that Otto would ever take it as such. They weren't exactly friends, to say the least, but it was not as though Gale really wanted anything bad to happen to him.
His brows drew together. "It...possessed you?" he said, sounding horrified, his brain already automatically filing this piece of information away. "Bloody hell, are you serious? Did you get a name for it?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 7:05 pm
If there was anything more honest than the well maning words of a guy who hated you, Otto didn't know it. "No.. I just know what it looked like." Otto replied, shuddering at the horrible sounds that thing made. "Dunno if it was male, female or either. It was.. doll like? It had unjoined limbs that floated kind of. And it didn't have a mouth.. just a vent or'sumthin'. And two big round orbs fer eyes.""Ain't never seen nuthin' like it.." But he was sure his subconscious would delight him with terrifying reenactments through nightmares to come.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 7:27 pm
His mind sorted through this, frantically trying to piece together the pieces of the puzzle, but all he got was a hazy, unfinished image of something he could not quite discern. Whatever the case was...Otto was lucky nothing even more drastic had happened.
"I'm...sorry," said Gale finally. "Really. That's...that's really awful."
He sighed, rubbing at the back of his neck. "So how long you gonna be in here for, d'you know?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 2:27 am
Well.. Gale being civil. Otto thought he'd never see the day. He may as well soak in that moment. Only a little though, because sympathy from Gale was just creepy. Otto shrugged it off, wincing as he did. Moving still hurt a lot. Every muscle still stiff and sore. "A few days. Maybe a week." Me mumbled grumpily. "N'what brings you to the merry land of the infirmary?" Otto seemed to be rather familiar to it now.
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 8:54 am
Well, even if he and Otto didn't become great friends, at least Gale could somewhat understand him.
Sort of. After all, they were around the same age, same division. They should be friends, right?
....maybe not.
"Oh," said Gale. "Er, well, my hand..." He gestured somewhat uselessly to his left one. "I'm supposed to be doing rehab to get the use back into it and stop the spasms, but I don't see the point. People keep having to drag me here."
He smiled a little. "Eva almost took off my head when I told her I wasn't going to go, but there you have it."
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 1:31 pm
"Well, Eva's right." He drawled with a flat look cast at Gale. "Ain't ever gunna get it to work proper if ya don't treat it right. Believe it or not, doctors do what they do cause they know more about this s**t than you." Besides, Life Division doctors were still pretty much doctors, right? Right. Besides: Any excuse to get snippy made Otto's day. Antagonize ALL the Gales!.... Obviously, he was the best sort of person to have as your friend, Gale. "Or yanno. You can let it go to Hell. But ya only got yerself to blame if you can never use it right again." All that sassing was way harder on him with his body feeling like crap, even if he was trying to take it easy.
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 2:28 pm
He rolled his eyes and said dryly, "Is that why your brain doesn't work properly? Because you don't use it right?"
Yes, clearly they were going to become the bestest of friends.
"I can still use it," said Gale, somewhat defensively, though this was mostly a lie. "Just...not as much as I probably could for right now. I just don't see the point of physical therapy every single day."
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 2:55 pm
Otto really hated being called stupid. Even if it was indirect. He cast an icy glare, which was either more threatening or less with all his cuts and bruises. "If I wasn't busy healin' I'd leap outta this bed and beat ya so hard that damn awful accent of yers would come out." As if he had room to talk about strong accents, having been raised in the deep south. "Don't matter if you see a point, idiot. Are you a Goddamned Life healer? No? Oh, well then I guess yer even stupider than I thought ignorin' their orders."Yep. They could almost be soul mates. The love was just so intense.
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 3:15 pm
Gale gave a derisive snort, shoving his free hand into his pocket and rocking back on his heels. Inside of his head, Jinhai made a soft noise of amusement mixed with exasperation.
"Right, I forgot, you clearly know everything. You know, I'm surprised you don't have a girlfriend, what with that charming attitude of yours and all."
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