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 Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 8:22 pm
Now that the effects of his artifact were gone (thankfully), and he was out from under house arrest, Chance no longer felt the need to stay in his room. He'd spent enough time in there as it was, and after having not heard from Maebe, even after sending her texts, he decided to pay her a visit, just to see how she was doing.
It was not that he was close to Maebe; in fact, he'd only met her twice, but somehow, after going through all that they had, he felt as though it could have been longer. That, and he rather liked her, so he ambled down the hallway to her room.
Chance leaned against the wall beside her door and knocked lightly.
"Maebe," he said mildly. "You in? It's Chance."
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 8:47 pm
Maebe was in, but it took her a minute to get to the door. When it opened, Chance was welcomed into a completely dark room. The only light came from her high window, which was covered by sheer curtains to keep it dim. Despite being in the dark, Maebe was wearing sunglasses, and in her hands was the white cane the medic had given her when she'd first gotten the news. She only used it now, because she had become bolder about moving around. "Hey, stud." She chuckled out, leaving the door open for him to come inside. "I was wondering when you'd show up." She turned back to walk towards the bed, the white cane hardly in use save to keep her from stubbing her toe on her desk, but mostly to tell her when she'd gotten close enough to the bed. She slid onto it, and then bounced until she faced him. "Did you bring me anything?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 8:55 pm
He shifted away from the wall as the door opened, Chance's eyes flickering first to Maebe, then to the window, then to the dark room, and then back to Maebe again and the sunglasses over her eyes, the cane held between her fingers.
"Hey, pretty lady," he said mildly, stepping inside after her and lightly nudging the door shut behind him with one of his feet. Chance watched her move, gaze narrowing slightly, but he said nothing yet, merely walked towards her and pulled out the chair at the desk.
"Sorry it took me so long, I was dealing with some...repercussions of my artifact," he said lightly, swinging the chair around to sit backwards in it facing Maebe. There was a rustling sound and Chance reached out to take one of her hands, plopping a plastic bag in her palm.
"Supply run," he said grandly. "Not sure what you liked, so I got kind of a variety of s**t. Picked up some brownies, Doritos, Poptarts, and a pack of Coke."
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 9:49 pm
"Oh, Chance. You'll make a girl blush." She practically squealed, hands immediately diving into the bag for the goodies. "What kind of repercussions are we talking about? Did you have boobs? I feel like everything in this place either tries to kill you, or gives men boobs." The Doritos were pulled out first, and immediately opened. She dove in and grabbed two, dropping them whole on her tongue and crunching down.
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 10:11 pm
He laughed. "No boobs," said Chance with a grin, resting his arms across the back of the chair, looking gratified that Maebe was so pleased. "Thankfully, I think? I don't know what it would be like having boobs, but I mean, they're nice to look at, I suppose. Maybe not on myself, though."
He propped his chin up on his hand and let out a thoughtful hum.
"The artifact makes me insensitive to pain for about four hours," said Chance, and then continued, in a dry voice, "And then promptly renders me completely ******** oversensitive to pain for almost twenty-four hours, or so I think. It's ******** ridiculous, I felt like I was made of glass."
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 10:19 pm
"Uh. Ow." She hated both sides to that particular coin, though she could understand why being insensitive to pain might help some people in battle. Still. That side effect. "That's like one of those pills that say, please note, Zalvtrax may not be for everyone. Side effects include drymouth, internal bleeding, and in some cases, death - when all you're trying to do is get rid of a headache. Artifacts sound pretty damn dangerous. Glad I don't have one." She offered the bag of chips to him - directly to him, as if she knew his exact location in front of her. Which she did. "Want some? I think I'm going to go digging for some of those brownies."
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 10:25 pm
"Yep," said Chance with a laugh. "Needless to say, the side-effects aren't worth the actual effect. It could be a good artifact, if it weren't for the killer consequences. I'd have to time it perfectly in order to use that, and sadly, life is never that convenient."
He reached out and plucked the bag from her fingers so that she could get to the brownies. "Thanks," said Chance lightly, and took a chip for himself, chewing slowly.
"How are you doing? I haven't seen you since you were in the infirmary."
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2015 2:30 am
Yesss. Brownies. Her fingers found the soft treat and pulled it out to immediately begin unraveling it's plastic wrapping. "Pretty good. Eyesight is taking it's time coming back to me, but it's coming back. That's all that matters. Light still hurts me. And everything looks kind of blurry. But it gets better as the day goes by." She brought the brownie up to her lips, sunk her teeth into it, and let out an inappropriately orgasmic moan. "That is what I am talking about. I want to have sex with this brownie right now. God."
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2015 2:40 am
He hadn't known the eyesight was gone in the first place, though just from the state of the room, the sunglasses, and the walking stick, Chance had put three and three together. He gave a little hum of comprehension, and then grinned, a laugh escaping him.
"Having sex with brownies is ill advised," he said. "At least, with the brownie itself, though eating it during sex is less weird."
Chance watched her for a moment and then said, "You sound pretty positive about the eye thing. I'm glad it's starting to get better."
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2015 3:32 am
"Don't tell me what to have sex with." Maebe muttered over the brownie. "This brownie and me, we've got a real love connection going on. I'm going to slowly pull all of it's wrapping off, and show it a real good time." She slowly stuck her tongue through the brownie lewdly, tonguing it for show. "Yeah, you like that brownie? Of course you do." Then she put it down, because she'd made a mess. "I am too." She grinned, the kind of grin that only meant something terrible. "It'd be a shame if I couldn't look at you anymore and imagine what you and Otto do when you're alone." Mic dropped.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2015 3:38 am
He let out a snort of laughter that was entirely lacking in gracefulness or poise, Chance lifting a hand to press it against his mouth, muffling the sound behind his fingers.
"Maebe, you," he said with a grin, "You're a ******** delight to this world."
Chance's eyes swept around the room, looking for a napkin or a towel or something that he could use as a napkin, until he remembered that there were some in the bag. Reaching out, he fished around until he found one, and was just pulling it out when he heard the rest of Maebe's sentence.
The rustling stopped. Chance slowly eased back up and put an arm across the back of the chair, pausing only a moment before pressing the napkin into Maebe's hand.
"Ah," he said mildly. "So you've heard about that."
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2015 3:54 am
"Otto talks in his sleep." That was a bold faced lie, and her s**t eating grin told him as much. "Okay, just kidding. I have my sources. So, is that why you visit me so much now?" Her grin faded, but the smile never left. "Guilt? Pity? I really hope that's not it."
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2015 4:04 am
"Uh huh," said Chance, entirely unconvinced. "He definitely does not talk in his sleep, nice try."
He blinked at her, and he shifted his arm, elbow against the back of the chair, head resting against his arm. Chance's eyes flickered in the direction of Maebe's eyes, though he couldn't see them beneath the sunglasses.
"Neither," he said mildly. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little curious about you from your connection with Otto, but not in the way you think. He talks about you like you're something precious, even if he's not always aware of it. It caught my interest because I'm not used to that sort of thing, that kind of emotion. I wanted to see who you were, what kind of person you were."
He smiled a little, lips quirking up.
"I haven't been disappointed, and I'm not here out of a sense of guilt or pity."
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2015 4:20 am
Her lips quirked unknowingly when he told her that she was spoken of as something precious. It was clear by her expression that she liked that, and thought it very fitting. Her eyes hid the truth, the emotion in her gaze well hidden behind her glasses. "Well, thank goodness for that. I'd feel real dirty if I just tongued a guilt brownie." She licked her fingers, and reached out for the rest of the brownie. "I just had to check, you know. I like you very much, and if I started letting you hang around me more often, I need to be sure it's not because you're doing it for any weird reason." The kind of reasons she did things, for example. Jealousy, guilt, selfishness, traits she knew intimately, and yet shunned in others. Ever the hypocrite. "Okay. Enough about Otto. Back to me and how beautiful I look." She waved her hand around the area of her hair that did not look beautiful - the shaved side of her head, a two inch square patch that still had a bandage on it - though the wound within had healed, and no one had yet to bother uncovering it for her. "What the hell am I going to do about this thing? I had a tantrum earlier. I'm so over it."
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2015 4:29 am
He caught the smile, at least, because while he couldn't see her eyes, he could at least see part of her expression. Chance gave a laugh, reaching out and placing the other half of the brownie in the palm of her hand, wiping crumbs from his fingers.
"I'm glad to hear I'm liked," he said lightly, and smiled. "And no, I'm not hanging out with you for any other ulterior motives other than, a) curiosity, and b) I like you, so combined, the two of them hopefully present a relatively simple view of things."
It was meant to be reassuring more than anything else, because Chance wasn't normally one for lying, or beating around the bush. Everything was simply laid out in front of them for Maebe to see.
Chance ran his hand through his hair before dropping it again, gaze flickering towards Maebe's head.
"Gladly," he said with a smile in his voice. "Well, you could either go all out and do an undercut, just kind of like, you know - embrace the fact that you've lost part of your hair and get yourself a badass undercut. Or maybe you could try parting your hair down the other side so you could flip some of your hair over to cover it."
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