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 Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 7:44 pm
Roland had made sure to text Stormy, to make sure Nevada was in her room and the former was out and about. He'd heard rather quickly from Stormy that she was awake again but had yet to see her. Mostly trying to gather his own nerves and hope that Candace hadn't told the other hunter the stupid things he had done while she was in a coma.
It didn't take long to move from his dorm to the one the girls shared, his hand hovering over the door before knocking twice and waiting for a response inside.
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 7:50 pm
Changing clothes had become a hassle for the mist huntress and with Stormy running out of here to go with Gale on a small Island date, left Nevada wondering how she was going to change from her pajama's to regular clothes. She had barely managed to put pants on, and her bra. But it was the shirt that kept getting stuck on her cast or bumping her eye patch and sending waves of pain all over.
Cursing it, she threw down the shirt just as she heard the knocks on the door. Frazzled, a little bit irritated and uncaring at the moment of her appearance, she went over to the door and whipped it open.
"Can a girl have a crisis without-" She blinked as her good eye took in Roland, cocking her head curiously at him. She exhaled her angry breath and attempted to smile at him. "Hi Roland."
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 7:53 pm
As per usual with Roland, moments like this would always cause him to blush a bit. The door opened to Nevada as he expected, but standing half dressed before him he was not. The reason why was fairly apparent though, she still had a cast on, and well, there was the eye. Stormy had enough foresight to warn him but it still brought a sad frown to his face as he studied the other hunter.
"I was going to stop by to say hi but ummm." He nodded at her clothes tossed angrily aside. "Do you... need a hand?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 8:13 pm
She ran her hand through her hair, widening the door so he could step in and stepping back around.
"You got a spare eye too?" She joked, "Stormy said you visited in the hospital, I meant to come say hi too when I woke but...I've been busy adjusting." She held up her wrist to show the runic bracelet. "And sort of on house arrest to get better."
Since her wonderland dream, she had felt more....at ease with letting Roland go. At first, before she left to the haunted house...she had been sure she could win him back. but with her feelings over Tuck and being rejected by him...it felt like she'd be running into his arms just to ease her again.
So wonderland had opened something inside her. She had to accept to let him go. And that meant returning to the time before she had ever mentioned them dating together. Friendship.
"How have you been Handsome?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 8:17 pm
Roland shook his head slightly, "No, sadly no spare eyes, left my last one back home before the island." He followed her into the room tilting his head eying the bracelet with a nod. "Yeah, I spoke to Stormy and well..." He pointed at the bracelet as he moved to collect her clothes to give her a hand.
"I think Candace wanted to slap one of those on me between fits of wanting to hit me for disobeying orders and going into the house after what happened to you." He shrugged, "I just... wanted to see if I could find whoever did this to you. Justice or something I guess." It was petty really.
"Maybe I just wanted to hit someone because I felt bad about you." To her question he shrugged, "Doing as well as I said. Didn't find anything tied to you... but I chopped a mindflayers head off?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 8:24 pm
"Ah too bad, maybe next time~" She picked up one of the shirts, this time a button up one before holding it out to him. "If you could help me with this one then." She held out her arm with her cast, allowing him to slip it over her arm.
"I didn't hear about that." She narrowed her eyes over at him, "Direct orders were for no mist trainee's to go there. After seeing me, wouldn't you'd've figured it best to stay here!" She wanted to scold him, but since she was the reason for the orders...
"That sounds grotesque and amazing at the same time, when did you become such a strong battler hmmm?" She made a small humming sound, It was easy for her to go back to friendship. She could do this. She would do this.
"Why would you feel bad about me? beyond current condition, It's not like...." She frowned, "I didn't go in there on a suicide notion that because the guys I like rejected me. If thats what you're thinking. But I did go to sort my head out....and just got a lot more pain than I asked for...."
She bit her lip.
"It wasn't a mindflayer that attacked me. It was a ghost...or something. It possessed my body." She closed her eye, "I couldn't pendant out. If I had known, I would've been gone before I fired the first shot."
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 8:30 pm
He took the shirt offered to him after putting the rest aside in a small folded pile. Very carefully he undid the buttons in the sleeves giving them some slack to slide over the cast working onside then the other as they spoke.
"It was impulse, it was acting on something I shouldn't have. I know it was wrong and trust me, Candace let me know that loud and clear." A few gentle tugs and he had the sleeve over her cast holding the other side of the shirt open for her to slide into.
"It's been a while but after we last spoke, well, I passed my promotion mission and Sylvia had a bit of a growth spurt. We hit like a slightly undersized truck now instead of like a paper fan." He paused, "Mindflayer blood smells like Lavenders, it's weird."
Taking a moment he adjusted the shirt on her cast arm making sure the sleeve was adjusted right and not twisted around the cast awkwardly. Doing this she got a look at his face as his eyes shot down to the floor. "I admit... Stormy told me not to think it was a suicide notion, but I thought that at one point. Sorting your head out though, that's just as bad, I made things worse. The way I acted and... I'm sorry for that. I really am."
His eyes slid back up to her own and he shook his head, "No sign of a ghost... the flayer was one who nearly choked me out before during a mission. She wanted to keep me as a pet though I doubt she wants that anymore..."
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 8:59 pm
Nevada hummed again, accepting that Roland had figured out that it was dangerous. While she was impressed, she also had a deep pit of worry. She didn't want Roland, Stormy or anyone else she knew in the haunted house without someone else with them. And she didn't want another episode with Amrita to happen again.
"A new charge?" Nevada hesitated and looked at Roland, "Leroy and I have one too, It has a nasty recoil if I am not careful." She bit her lip again, worrying at it. The conversation helped ease the fact that he was touching her, that he was close. It was the closest they had been since that night.
No no no. Mind no.
When the other sleeve was offered, she slipped her hand in, stepping back so that she could try to button it without his help. It was slow, frustrating and the sweat from just the effort of pinching her fingers together was starting to show. It didn't help that she could barely see down there, relying only on her right side.
Small annoyed sounds came out as she looked up at Roland. "Lavender? That's.....really odd. And bleh, I'd never be a pet for them. Ever." She snorted and looked up, reaching out to place her hand on his shoulder and squeezed it. "Roland....The way you acted was normal. Better than most placed in the situation that you were in. Better even that your still even talking to me...." She blinked, "But If I accept your apology, will you be my friend again? That's all I want Roland. I want to go back to us being friends, and hanging out and laughing at stupid s**t. I just....I could really use friends right now."
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 9:18 pm
He couldn't see the worry, Nevada had a good habbit of hiding her doubt and worry well and it left Roland somewhere in the dark about how she took the news of him entering the haunted house.
"Yeah, she screams, loudly. The blast isn't very focused and since it originates from the weapon I get hit by it too." Standing back as her arm slid through he watched her work at the buttons. He let her get through the first one before silently moving to help with another.
"Yeah, it was weird, and the pet thing was just creepy." He finished a button before looking up at her as he rested a hand on his shoulder from where he was partially crouched and fixing a button. Though what she said would have comforted him somewhat it still left him feeling hollow and guilty, like he still had red hands from the whole thing. "I...." Friends. It suddenly struck him proper how second place truly felt. His eyes shifted to the side then back to her. "Is that... really all?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 9:43 pm
"Sounds like our weapons are becoming a little too much for us to handle." She joked again. "So I'll invest in ear buds for you and I for when we fight." She was about to give up on the buttons when it took her so long to do the first one when he took over.
It was hard to deny that attraction she always had to him, and she supposed it would always be there. When had he started wearing his hair up? Had it really gotten that long? He even seemed....manlier for better lack of words. Grown up. He had an edge around him that was much different than the Roland of the past. And she wondered if she had a part in it? Ruined his innocence without even protecting it.
She withdrew the part of her that wanted to hug him and tell him that she'd be whatever he wanted. That she wanted to be with him again. But she knew better, and she had to steel herself for hurting him again. It was time to let go of that part of her.
It was time to give that part of herself away.
"That's all I can offer you ever again." She said carefully exhaling a breath, moving her hand from his shoulder to under his chin and tipping it up, resting her forehead on his and closing her eye. "We have to let it go, I have to let it all go. Tuck, Otto. You. I can't give you a false hope for anything more Roland, when I don't have anything to give anymore." One single tear slid out from her closed eye. "Sorry Prince."
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 11:53 am
"You know Sylvia was always a handful, doesn't seem like she's going to make it any easier." Somewhere in his mind he heard a huffing sound as Sylvia wandered off farther into his thoughts. "Naw, I don't wana be fighting with other hunters any time soon, and certainly not you with that little piece of Jewelry you have on."
Indeed a lot had passed since they last spoke, they avoided each other, or rather simply didn't seek each other out. Work had honed him slightly, made him more focused, his anger had hammered at him chipping away the shy innocence, though it showed once in a while, he was far from what he was at the start. Some of it was her, she was the start, giving him everything he could have hoped for and shattering it just the same.
Finally Roland looked up at her, guided by the fingers on his chin, he stood up a bit more from where he was fixing her buttons letting her head rest against his. "It doesn't have too.... Nevada you have your sister, I don't know, I can't imagine, what you dealt with when she was gone, Stormy told me about some of it... you didn't ever have to be afraid of growing beyond that. You needed to, you had too and you did." A hand reached up to touch hers hesitant, and finally gently slipping over hers.
"Please don't give up."
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 1:15 pm
"That's okay, I've had quite enough fighting." She opened her eye to look at him, lacing her hand through his. "I'm not giving up. I'm moving on." She sighed, "I can't keep running this cycle again. So I am going to stop it before it starts....and go down a new path."
She pulled back, standing on her tiptoes to kiss him on his forehead.
"And I think you should too."
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 1:32 pm
Roland finally looked at her again, watching as she moved in kissing him on the forehead, that small gesture, the thing he wanted most, and he knew it wouldn't last then. She didn't want it, it was too late.
This was second place.
Without saying much more he continued to button her top up. Till he stood up right looking her in the one good eye, taking in the last thing she said a small frown on his face, not angry, just sad, maybe a bit confused if anything.
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 1:45 pm
She attempted a smile at him.
"Will you still be my friend?" Could she still ask for that?
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 9:21 pm
His eyes looked up to hers, half closes in a sleepy sort of state like he wasn't entirely there anymore. "I um... yeah... I can do that."
He looked up eyes opening a bit more trying to decide still how he felt.
"Yeah."
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