Alex «Havok» Summers (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
tolaywaste) wrote2013-12-13 09:31 pm
tolaywaste) wrote2013-12-13 09:31 pm
Entry tags:
- am i claustrophobic? or?,
- et phone home,
- hospitals are total balls,
- i have a lot of feelings but shh,
- my family could kick your family's ass,
- royce that is not how you anything,
- stoic as fuq,
- thank god hank made this stupid vest,
- that superhero thing,
- the fuck am i,
- this is confusing and weird,
- well that was awkward,
- x-babies are serious starers
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infirmary } wednesday night-thursday morning
[He wakes up quickly but smoothly. This time, he doesn't scream. He knows where he is, he knows more or less what's happened, he knows he died, beyond just the fact that he can feel it in his bones. Royce's face is clear in his mind, although he still doesn't know the man's name. He will, soon enough.]
[Even though he doesn't want to stay in the infirmary, he will, less for his own sake than for the sake of the people who are worried about him. He'll rest, until he can't take being there anymore.]
cabin 6-02 } thursday-saturday
[And then he flees, back to his room, which is more private, more comfortable, less of a hospital. He stays there, wracked with pain but grudgingly allowing visitors. He can be found on the way to and from Zero on Friday, when he goes to visit Royce. Other than that, he sleeps, or tries to figure out why what happened did.]
out & about } sunday
[He should probably still be in bed on Sunday, but he can't take the confined space of his room anymore. Instead of his usual run in the CES, he takes an early-morning walk, slow and a little pained, but mostly steady. He visits the kitchens and takes a slow lunch, his shoulders hunched against an uncomfortable feeling of vulnerability. Other than that, he spends some time on the deck, trying to work off his excess nervous energy.]
[He wakes up quickly but smoothly. This time, he doesn't scream. He knows where he is, he knows more or less what's happened, he knows he died, beyond just the fact that he can feel it in his bones. Royce's face is clear in his mind, although he still doesn't know the man's name. He will, soon enough.]
[Even though he doesn't want to stay in the infirmary, he will, less for his own sake than for the sake of the people who are worried about him. He'll rest, until he can't take being there anymore.]
cabin 6-02 } thursday-saturday
[And then he flees, back to his room, which is more private, more comfortable, less of a hospital. He stays there, wracked with pain but grudgingly allowing visitors. He can be found on the way to and from Zero on Friday, when he goes to visit Royce. Other than that, he sleeps, or tries to figure out why what happened did.]
out & about } sunday
[He should probably still be in bed on Sunday, but he can't take the confined space of his room anymore. Instead of his usual run in the CES, he takes an early-morning walk, slow and a little pained, but mostly steady. He visits the kitchens and takes a slow lunch, his shoulders hunched against an uncomfortable feeling of vulnerability. Other than that, he spends some time on the deck, trying to work off his excess nervous energy.]
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Did he actually say anything useful to your or is he still being a child?
[ More anger than she realized affects her voice, making her words sharp and clipped. ]
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[He gives her a small smile and opens the door to let them both in.]
I'm not gonna tell you it's all right, because it's not. But thank you for not going after him.
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[ She knows if she goes after anyone, Alex will have to deal with it on one level or another; that has, thus far, been the rubric in nearly every situation where she's been tempted to introduce other inmate's bone structure to unforgiving metal at high speeds.
So Aeryn just shrugs. She still wants to hurt this man over it, but there seems little point. ]
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[He's quiet for a moment, then bows his head.]
I'm sorry. I know it's not my fault, before you say anything. But still.
[It would be easiest if, in this one respect, Aeryn's sense of security wasn't tested. She needs him to be a steady force. That's what he's here for. That's what he's sorry about. That, for this period, he wasn't able to be that.]
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I understand. [ Is what she settles on. ]
I spoke with him. He is also a soldier, of one form or another. Untrusting. Angry.
Do you want my word that I won't kill him?
[ Because if he hurts Alex again, that word will be the only thing keeping her from killing Royce. ]