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[After trekking for miles on end, Sasha had to be carried back to the rendezvous point. When she arrives she's dirty, worn out. The only reason she isn't covered in cuts and bruises is because she had 60 minutes of on and off action with her Juggernaut armor and even then her face is mildly cut and burnt from a flying arrow.
She doesn't go to medical right away, instead showering first, and it's only after that and getting a check up from Hange that she finds her way to their rover.
She's dead on her feet when she collapses face first onto a bed----it's just a shame it isn't hers.]
She doesn't go to medical right away, instead showering first, and it's only after that and getting a check up from Hange that she finds her way to their rover.
She's dead on her feet when she collapses face first onto a bed----it's just a shame it isn't hers.]
Edited 2015-02-12 13:08 (UTC)
[She lets out another frustrated scream, more determined to find him than she'd been before.]
FROM: branford.terra@cdc.org
tell me where you are!!!
FROM: branford.terra@cdc.org
tell me where you are!!!
I see...
[Not something she'd hold against him---if anything, she finds his apparent interest in literature interesting, and admirable. You have to sharpen your mind, too, you know. Najasho always lectured to her, when he'd catch her trying to avoid her studies.
Akame swiftly clutches onto the book as he lets go, so she doesn't drop it. She looks at it again, appearing mildly perplexed, but returns her gaze to him, and nods a bit awkwardly.]
Alright, Nic. [She takes the book into her arms, looking off to the side a bit.] I'll let you know what I think of it, and I'll keep it in good condition.
[Not something she'd hold against him---if anything, she finds his apparent interest in literature interesting, and admirable. You have to sharpen your mind, too, you know. Najasho always lectured to her, when he'd catch her trying to avoid her studies.
Akame swiftly clutches onto the book as he lets go, so she doesn't drop it. She looks at it again, appearing mildly perplexed, but returns her gaze to him, and nods a bit awkwardly.]
Alright, Nic. [She takes the book into her arms, looking off to the side a bit.] I'll let you know what I think of it, and I'll keep it in good condition.
[ plenty of things to dwell on while you're here. plenty of things to hold you down and keep you down, and plenty more to keep you contained within yourself. everyone needs their chance at release. and everyone manages it a different way.
tess isn't the most powerful of their lot — in fact, she may well be one of the weakest — but there's more to strength than power, and there are people here who depend on her. ellie, hinata, even eren and parker and the rest of harpy — none of them can afford to let her lose herself. and while the woman may be stubborn enough to go down fighting, it'd still be a damn shame to let that happen any time soon.
the whole point of being an effective shield is knowing when to take the hit, and who to take it for. ]
i'Ll puT IT On mY LISt.
[ and in return, she gets nothing more than a slight turning up of his lips. a ghost of a smile that's still somehow more genuine than most of the others he's spare since recruitment (a good number of them with her, for her).
shirt in hand, katana strapped back on his hip. a tip of his head and he's on his way.
but it's not like she doesn't know where to find him. ]
tess isn't the most powerful of their lot — in fact, she may well be one of the weakest — but there's more to strength than power, and there are people here who depend on her. ellie, hinata, even eren and parker and the rest of harpy — none of them can afford to let her lose herself. and while the woman may be stubborn enough to go down fighting, it'd still be a damn shame to let that happen any time soon.
the whole point of being an effective shield is knowing when to take the hit, and who to take it for. ]
i'Ll puT IT On mY LISt.
[ and in return, she gets nothing more than a slight turning up of his lips. a ghost of a smile that's still somehow more genuine than most of the others he's spare since recruitment (a good number of them with her, for her).
shirt in hand, katana strapped back on his hip. a tip of his head and he's on his way.
but it's not like she doesn't know where to find him. ]
[ for a good, long moment, nic says nothing. the air between them hasn't changed since tsuna himself changed — straightened up just a little bit more, met nic's eyes a little more directly, chin tipped up in resolve. his tone is lost on nic, but the older man can still sense in the way he moves, or doesn't move. in the way he still stands there, when he could have just as easily turned away.
sometimes, he'd told tsuna once, you don't get a choice. sometimes fighting is all you can do. and when that moment comes, why shouldn't you take all the help you can get?
after all, it isn't about you. it's about the people behind you.
without a word, nic stoops down and scoops up the little bottle of pills. slightly lighter than the one currently burning a hole into his pocket. this he presses into tsuna's hand, forcing the boy's fingers to curl tight around it. ]
so DON't lOse THeM So EAsiLy.
sometimes, he'd told tsuna once, you don't get a choice. sometimes fighting is all you can do. and when that moment comes, why shouldn't you take all the help you can get?
after all, it isn't about you. it's about the people behind you.
without a word, nic stoops down and scoops up the little bottle of pills. slightly lighter than the one currently burning a hole into his pocket. this he presses into tsuna's hand, forcing the boy's fingers to curl tight around it. ]
so DON't lOse THeM So EAsiLy.
[ he is far too old, nic decides suddenly, to be expected to put up much of a fight in the face of all this dogged stubbornness. it's all too reminiscent of nina's coddling, without the actual coddling, and frankly it's annoying as hell.
is it so wrong to want a little peace and quiet around here? ]
iF i GET tHEm seT, tHEn wILl You LEAvE me AlONE?
is it so wrong to want a little peace and quiet around here? ]
iF i GET tHEm seT, tHEn wILl You LEAvE me AlONE?
[ it could have been worse, sasha. it could have belonged to someone who actually uses it.
though it's a true testament to her exhaustion that she actually completely misses the fact that nic himself had been right beside the bed, crouching on the floor, when she stumbled into it. she's out like a light by the time he's back on his feet, staring down at her. cleaned and medicated as she is, there is still the lingering scent of blood and burnt flesh lingering about her. but she seems otherwise alright.
with a mild shake of his head, nic quietly reaches beneath her knee to draw out the folded blanket, and just as quietly settles it over her.
book in hand, he flips it open to the last dog-eared page and settles back down on the ground, just beside the bed. ]
though it's a true testament to her exhaustion that she actually completely misses the fact that nic himself had been right beside the bed, crouching on the floor, when she stumbled into it. she's out like a light by the time he's back on his feet, staring down at her. cleaned and medicated as she is, there is still the lingering scent of blood and burnt flesh lingering about her. but she seems otherwise alright.
with a mild shake of his head, nic quietly reaches beneath her knee to draw out the folded blanket, and just as quietly settles it over her.
book in hand, he flips it open to the last dog-eared page and settles back down on the ground, just beside the bed. ]
[Put it on his list, huh? Must be getting to be a long one, everything said and done. Still, she's quiet, stands there and lets him go without a fuss. One less problem.
One more problem.]
One more problem.]
[Akame's mouth straightens into a thin line once she notices the state of his fingers.
Of course there was a punchline. If she were just a tad sassier, she'd roll her eyes. Instead, she lets out a tiny, but frustrated and exasperated huff.
Good grief. He's like a child at the best of times.]
So that explains the odd look of your messages.
[#dudeseriously #ridiculousness
Akame squints slightly at him. She's not going to lecture him to high heaven, but gives him a pointed look as she says, in way of goodbye:]
At least have someone apply nanite to your hands. Or get them treated at some point.
[Otherwise, she will track him down all over again and make sure.
Shaking her head a little, she gives him a wave in return and leaves.
The people she puts up with.
And yet, she can't help but enjoy the company.]
Of course there was a punchline. If she were just a tad sassier, she'd roll her eyes. Instead, she lets out a tiny, but frustrated and exasperated huff.
Good grief. He's like a child at the best of times.]
So that explains the odd look of your messages.
[#dudeseriously #ridiculousness
Akame squints slightly at him. She's not going to lecture him to high heaven, but gives him a pointed look as she says, in way of goodbye:]
At least have someone apply nanite to your hands. Or get them treated at some point.
[Otherwise, she will track him down all over again and make sure.
Shaking her head a little, she gives him a wave in return and leaves.
The people she puts up with.
And yet, she can't help but enjoy the company.]
[Despite drifting in and out of consciousness as soon as they hit the water, Sasha sleeps for at least an hour before her hand grasps at air, her eyes opening in frantic panic before she realises where she is. Despite herself it's hard to break out of that frenzy from drop point a, where resting was almost impossible for the first two days.
Koleska has chased them down and hunted them as best as they could. It's a miracle they actually made it.
She sinks back into the best when she realises she's somewhere safe now, or as safe as it could get here. Her eyes flicker towards Nic, warmth lighting up her face to see he made it too.]
You're here?
[Well. Duh.]
Koleska has chased them down and hunted them as best as they could. It's a miracle they actually made it.
She sinks back into the best when she realises she's somewhere safe now, or as safe as it could get here. Her eyes flicker towards Nic, warmth lighting up her face to see he made it too.]
You're here?
[Well. Duh.]
[in short: yes. in long: especially when in relation to Shouyou Hinata, yes.]
[he very carefully keeps himself from immediately beaming upon victory, because one, it wasn't actually a victory (it was a bit of a victory), and two, Nic probably would just look grumpier (and he was supposed to for the purpose of this visit be kind, for all their tussling made that stick).]
[with a smile that wasn't a beam but did brim with happiness in a manner almost more unbecoming, he nodded vigorously, and swayed up to his feet. half-turned to the exit, stopped, waited.]
It'll go real smoothly! It'll be over before you know it! [quickly signing, as it was more productive than fidgeting:] Let's go! Let's go!
[he very carefully keeps himself from immediately beaming upon victory, because one, it wasn't actually a victory (it was a bit of a victory), and two, Nic probably would just look grumpier (and he was supposed to for the purpose of this visit be kind, for all their tussling made that stick).]
[with a smile that wasn't a beam but did brim with happiness in a manner almost more unbecoming, he nodded vigorously, and swayed up to his feet. half-turned to the exit, stopped, waited.]
It'll go real smoothly! It'll be over before you know it! [quickly signing, as it was more productive than fidgeting:] Let's go! Let's go!
[ it's the movement on the bed that rouses nic, who had also, at some point in her slumber, closed his eyes to rest a little — though he'd deny it if pointed out.
he's a lot gentler with his waking, though, only straightening up a bit more when her eyes finally land on him. he meets her eyes briefly, assessing her. then pointedly glances away. ]
No, yOu'RE DrEAmiNG.
he's a lot gentler with his waking, though, only straightening up a bit more when her eyes finally land on him. he meets her eyes briefly, assessing her. then pointedly glances away. ]
No, yOu'RE DrEAmiNG.
[ well hinata's right about one thing — that barely contained smile does annoy nic even more, but you're pretty much hitting par for the course either way, hinata.
nic, of course, takes his time getting up. in fact he seems to be going about a lot slower than usual, likely to hinder and annoy the other boy. he takes his sweet ass time making sure his blackglass and book are closed up and tucked into one of his pockets (thank jesus for cargo pants) and pretty much drags his feet towards the exit.
what's the hurry anyway. they'll still be broken later. ]
nic, of course, takes his time getting up. in fact he seems to be going about a lot slower than usual, likely to hinder and annoy the other boy. he takes his sweet ass time making sure his blackglass and book are closed up and tucked into one of his pockets (thank jesus for cargo pants) and pretty much drags his feet towards the exit.
what's the hurry anyway. they'll still be broken later. ]
[ they were the only thing he had— at least, the thing he thought that changed things ( it's an illusion, a trick that he didn't see through his own capability yet ). tsuna's surprised enough to not say a word when given the bottle back, fingers following the movement nic makes and tightening on his own at the end, grasp constricting. he wouldn't lose it, it gave him condition to fight for those who couldn't, or shield those that could. not when those people were too precious to lose ( but everyone, in the end, was precious. they were alive ). ]
I won't.
I won't.
[And it's been more than enough time for her to get worried and more than enough time for her to start thinking she needs to be making plans. Enough time for her to start piecing together what she thinks she needs so it's not any surprise she's messaging him.]
FROM: tess@cdc.org
We need to talk.
[A couple of minutes later, angry little jabs at the keys]
FROM: tess@cdc.org
You break your fingers again?
[And it's another few minutes before she's halfway through tearing him a new one when she finally considers that it isn't just him being a stubborn asshole, and he almost always answered her when it was important, and damn if this wasn't important-]
FROM: tess@cdc.org
Shit.
FROM: tess@cdc.org
We need to talk.
[A couple of minutes later, angry little jabs at the keys]
FROM: tess@cdc.org
You break your fingers again?
[And it's another few minutes before she's halfway through tearing him a new one when she finally considers that it isn't just him being a stubborn asshole, and he almost always answered her when it was important, and damn if this wasn't important-]
FROM: tess@cdc.org
Shit.
[ for a moment, he thinks he is back home again. lines of trees and foliage no longer stretched on endlessly from every horizon; instead a skyscape of stone buildings, withered and weathered by time and man. a people tucked into its crevices, huddling away from the ones that have the right to call themselves such.
for a moment he sees nina. alex. dr. theo.
worick.
even little betty, too thin but scrappy despite of, because of, her long black tail curled around her body while she laps at the water worick always pretends they have too much of.
back home, it is rank. the streets always smell too much of the darker parts of humanity, of sex and smoke and drugs and blood and flesh. it smells like man and monster and death, sometimes all at once, usually in that order.
he smells that now, too, and maybe that's why he'd gotten so confused. blood and flesh and man and monster and death — all from one, all from him. the celebre must be starting to wear off.
time to go, he thinks.
he picks himself up, and his feet start to move.
come on, pal, he hears. time to go home. ]
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