|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 12:12 pm
After a week of recovery, and coming back from the talk with her leaders, nevada played with the runic bracelet around her wrist. Unlike the probation bracelet of when she had offered to be Lex's sacrifice, It seemed a lot lighter and well...a relief.
But it also left her with nothing more than to do paperwork and help with some lab things. Maybe she could even watch some of the others train.
Or she could visit with people.
There was one in particular that came to mind, a certain mad hatter image overlapped the real one and made her laugh...and sigh.
She had gone into the haunted house to sort her feelings out for Tuck and Roland and Otto. Anything lingering for Otto was already friendship, and she accepted that because in truth, she loved being one of his friends. For Tuck, She had wanted to accept that too. It was hard to explain to her heart that she had fell too hard, and too fast and perhaps her mind allowed it because of her rebounding with Roland. And it wasn't fair to Tuck not to tell him the absolute truth. Two weeks in a coma and a wonderland taught her that in the end, his friendship was more precious than her flip flop love.
She turned the corner to the dorms, stopping in front of Tuck's...if not a little farther to the right than usual and reached out to knock. With her good arm of course. She shifted the broken one in the sling and nervously fidgetted with her eye patch until he came out. Or if answered at all.
Should've texted him.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 1:47 pm
Tuck opened the door, and the smile he was wearing (and had been wearing since his return from Spain) immediately melted. It was replaced by something different, a mish-mash of hurt, anger, fear -- and a deep-seated, unfathomable rage.
He drew in the sight of the eyepatch, the sling. His jaw tightened and he stepped back a little before swinging the door open the rest of the way.
Tuck didn't say a word. Once she entered the room (which would have a few of Heidi's personal effects scattered throughout; a shirt folded over the back of a chair, a few pairs of shoes, toiletries), Tuck crossed his arms over his broad chest and merely waited. For what? He wasn't sure. Some kind of explanation - how did she let things get so dangerous that she'd found herself so badly hurt, for one.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 2:22 pm
Nevada almost please to see the smile, at least he was...
Oh no. nope it was replaced by a lot of anger and stuff and she raised an eyebrow at him. Silently entering, she looked around. She did take note of Heidi's stuff, letting the jealousy sting her was to be expected but it melted more to curiosity now. Tuck comfortable with a girl's belongings in his room. That was a step.
Turning, she tried to smile again. "Stormy said you visited me. So I came to say hi. And tell you I'm awake and thank you for coming to see me, even though I was talking to a alternate version of you." She started, looking up at him with her good eye. "And that I had a funny dream while I was out about you being a mad hatter. Although you don't look hatter right now, are you mad at me or something??" She couldn't fathom why though, She could understand worried, or wary but not mad.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 3:21 pm
He could feel himself ******** blushing.
"Yeah I'm mad at you. Next time you think it's a good idea to go out and get yourself all ******** up like this, maybe you should tell someone who might get worried an' scared that you might not wake up. Someone like Alaska."
Yeah, that blush was burning his cheeks.
"Or me. You think it's easy for me to see you like this, it ain't."
Tuck shook his head and narrowed his eyes at Nevada.
"What the <********> happened, Nevada?"
The heat gradually left his voice, leaving him sounding strangled with emotion. It was just a ******** relief to see her walking and talking, not looking tiny and fragile in the infirmary.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 3:51 pm
He was turning so red right now that Nevada could only stare.
She stared hard.
"Oh..." Her face fell, knowing that she had the talk with Stormy about what had happened and that it was the same with her and Otto situation. "I didn't really think the haunted house would go like that. It was my first time being in there."
She stiffened, turning her chin up. "Do you think its easy for me to stand here and let you see me like this? broken arm aside, I am blind my left eye now Tuck. And there is scars. And my eye looks like milky mint green now." She sighed letting a breath escape. He was only looking out for her after all.
"it was just a routine inspection and extraction if I was met a high concetration of FEAR. I got attacked by some like...ghost thing. And I was winning at first. And then all of the sudden it turned around on me." She looked away, ashamed. "It possessed my body. Shoved me to the side and made me watch as it used my own body to damage myself. Broken my arm on a table.....She took my good hand and raked it down my eye....then let blood fill it while I watched." She closed her eye again, the more she said it...the less pain and more anger she felt towards the creature.
"I could barely get a text to Candace before I passed out....and even then..." She looked up at him, reaching up to pat his cheek. "Please don't go to the haunted house. STormy told me Candace warned all the Mist of it, but I'm requesting you warn all the moons and sun and whoever else."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 8:51 am
He hadn't been to the haunted house in a long while - Herryk's own frustrations had prevented them both from wanting to go, and it hadn't been until recently that he'd actually been giving thought to writing Freya a letter again - Herryk too, for that matter. The draugr moved restlessly in Tuck's mind, and the Moon crossed his arms over his chest before opening his mouth to speak.
"I been there plenty of times before an' nothin' like this ever happened to me." He didn't mention the fact that he'd been going there looking for someone in particular. Tuck had a feeling that kind of information would only get himself in trouble.
"You got a name for this thing? It say anything to you about what it was called?"
It was easier for Tuck to ignore the physical damage than to confront it, but he forced himself to.
"Your weapon can't mend that s**t? The eye, the arm? You blind forever?"
It really ******** pissed him off, that thought. Despite their history, or rather, because of it, Nevada was important to him. She always would be, there was no going around it.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 9:55 am
"I guess it only takes one time. Maybe it was reacting to me after all. I did go in with painful thoughts." She shrugged, curious as to why Tuck was in there so often.
"it um..." She closed her eye searching for what happened excatly. She had been fighting one minute and then, "no it didn't give me a name, but it wasn't the first time it attacked a hunter like this. Otto suffered the same...and Stormy."
She pulled her hand back to cover the eye patch, suddenly very self counsice about it. Beyond the blindness, there was scars...and the eye itself looked terrible.
"He's mending my arm the best he can..." She felt just a bit defensive over Leroy, knowing that the weapon was working non stop. "Instead of taking 6 months to heal my arm, It should be good in another week or two." As for the eye well.
"The...doctors said I'll be blind forever." She breathed in, its okay Nevada. Her leaders weren't going to kill her off over it. And she didn't have to stop being a hunter...."Leroy said he tried to touch it but the best he could do was mend the skin. So I have scars from my own nails but it doesn't look as shredded as it did before." A pause.
"I would've...I would've pendadeted out if I could Tuck. I didn't go in there to die. Just to clear my head, take a break from the Island. It was nobodies fault by timing and the creatures." She was trying to reassure him in the least. While she had run off into the HH to clear her head about him and Roland, It was not because OF him that she did.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 9:21 pm
He was being kind of a d**k, and he knew it - but Tuck was angry. He really was. This whole situation was jarring for him. It was scary to think about. What if something like this happened to Heidi? What if she went into the haunted house and got totally <******** ain't tryin' to sound mean, or .. you know, I ain't the sort to be angry about this kinda thing, or make you feel uncomfortable or whatever, you know? I just." Tuck drew his hand down his face before he stared at Nevada. "Makes me feel shitty that nobody was there to help you. That I wasn't there to help you. It's what I do, you know? And.. you're special. To me. I don't give a s**t about a few scars. Got my own," he gestured at the paperthin scar that ran along his jaw, "an' I'm willin' to bet that won't be the last one either." Tuck shook his head. His voice was soft, a mumble, really. "Next time you need a break, we can go off-island. We can spar. We can take a jog. But you gotta promise me - at the very ********' least, Nevada - that the next time you go into that house, you let someone know ahead'a time."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 11:21 am
She could understand his concern over Heidi, if he had voiced it. She could also understand why he'd be more angrier knowing that people he cared about could be picked off so easily. She knew it better than anyone after being one of those people.
"I'm not upset that you're upset." She stated, feeling up to her totem. "Leroy was much more angerier when he had to come find me in wonderland, and he had the same if not more reasons than you did. He's kicking himself every day about not being able to help with my eye. But what matters is that I am alive and that....I will still continue to be a hunter." She nodded to him.
The best she could offer him was to come over and hug him, wrapping his much larger form in her smaller one, Resting her head on his chest.
"Oh handsome." Nevada squeezed him tighter, Her heart ached for so many different reasons. But one was that he would allow the guilt over this. "Tuck you can't keep the ones you care about locked up in bubblewrap and on the Island. Our job is too dangerous. And you can't blame yourself, I wasn't smart. next time I will be."
She burrowed her head a little before pulling back to look up at him and smile. "I love you because you're special to me, but it took a dream of wonderland to figure out that I shouldn't ever feel bad about this love, or that I should attempt to tie you down to it. I want you to be happy Tuck, I want you to stay happy. And I don't want it to be with me. This time I am genuine. I want to be your best friend, If Heidi doesn't mind. I want to be someone you can trust with your back on the field. We can have fun, I'll try to become friends with Heidi too-" She chuckled, "So there's nothing more to feel guilty about anymore."
She stepped back, squeezing his arms before letting them drop.
"Next time I go in the house, I won't go alone." She held out her pinky, "I promise on my life that I won't go in without letting you, Stormy, Otto or Candace know."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
