tolaywaste: ▶ x-kid did not see this coming at all (╳ i was born in a crossfire hurricane)
Alex «Havok» Summers ([personal profile] tolaywaste) wrote2014-02-25 10:10 am

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[Alex has broken bones before. The pain isn't exactly new. He's been hurt worse than a broken arm before, too, so really this shouldn't be much of anything.]

[Where the fury comes in is in knowing that someone broke his arm, actively, for a purpose, to cause suffering to someone other than himself - someone he likes, but hasn't even known that long. He has been hurt, in other words, to send a message.]

[Alex understands why Aeryn went after Scorpius with a frying pan. He knows that rage. To be used as a pawn in someone else's game. And he finds himself resenting Crichton for it, resenting his status as a warden that keeps him from going after Scorpius - not to mention the pointlessness of it all.]

[So he sits and simmers in his hospital bed, trying to tamp down the by-now-ordinary anxiety that stems from being within its white walls, and doesn't speak unless spoken to.]
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[personal profile] orderfromchaos 2014-02-25 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's a little easier, that he's unconscious. Dillon isn't great at comforting people. But he can do this: put his hand lightly on Alex's arm and just nudge, with his power, bring things back into order. Spilled blood returns to its channels, whether from bruises or cuts, and the delicate, complicated structure of healthy tissue reasserts itself. The bone slips back into place, whole. It isn't healing, exactly, so much as unmaking the damage, drawing the little gashes of entropy out of him, leaving him untouched. He'll be unscathed when he wakes up, probably even feel refreshed, though probably upset. Dillon hasn't touched his mind - is tempted to, a little, but knows better. Basically.]
Edited 2014-02-25 15:42 (UTC)