4 dinners failed

[bbsatbyrobots]

[Action for anyone in Flora's house.]

[Flora finally managed to get home, after trying to avoid  drones, flooded streets, and acid rain. When she actually walks into the house, she immediately heads to the bathroom so she can clean the various cuts, bruises and burns she had acquired after the whole voting fiasco. Of course, She had been lucky. If

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[izlegal]

[BAMM!!

The bathroom door flies open to reveal Luke standing at the entrance, awkwardly holding a bat in his left hand. He's been noticing the strange behavior from the drones.

I lol'd

[bbsatbyrobots]

[Flora shrieks, dropping whatever she had been holding moments before and backing as far away from the bathroom door as possible. Luke had surprised her, she had almost thought he had been a drone.

Then it hit her: She was injured, and she hadn't wanted Luke to see. Panicking, Flora tried to cover the "I just voted today" sticker that she couldn't remove, and then realizing her arm was bleeding, tried to hide that too. Not that either mattered anyway. She had minor scrapes and bruises all over. Not only that but small burns from the street that had been raining acid.]

i rarely get to do comedy, so im glad :3

[izlegal]

[his own face filled with shock as well--he had been worried that SHE had been a drone, too!

Lowering the bat and returning to his usual serious expression, he noticed the concealing movements Flora.

Was that...?

He stepped into the bathroom after setting the bat down and came an arms reach from where Flora stood--his usual distance from anybody, really. Looking her up and down, he frowned and narrowed his eyes at her.

Bruises... Scratch marks... Nothing serious... He chose to ignore the sticker she was hiding. For now, he's just quietly staring.]

\o/

[bbsatbyrobots]

[He was staring. Which was bad. It meant...well, she already knew trying to hide her injuries wouldn't work, but it had been worth a shot anyway.

What to do now though? He wasn't saying much. He was just... staring. And that was somewhat unnerving all in itself.

What was he thinking?]

[izlegal]

Why did you leave the house?

[bbsatbyrobots]

I wanted to vote. The news was saying something about taking away public utilities, and those are important so, I wanted to do my best to make sure we keep them.

[She frowns slightly, knitting her fingers together nervously.]

[izlegal]

Out in a storm?! Thunder, lightning, rain and all the works? Did you think even a little before going out?

[bbsatbyrobots]

[And now she's laughing nervously. Way to make her uncomfortable not!husband.]

W-well no. I just...I wanted to help too. Especially since everyone was doing their best to set things right.

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Flora... [there a hint of frustration in his tone] Don't put yourself on the line for other people.

[bbsatbyrobots]

B-but I didn't do it for just anyone! I did it for you! Y-you're hurt and we need running water to make sure it won't get infected! I-I didn't want your condition to get worse you know.

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[he sort of cuts off some portion of that, looking a little aggravated.] I don't need help!!

[bbsatbyrobots]

[All she could do was stare, shocked. She had been trying her best. That was all. She had just wanted to do what she could and...

Her gaze fell to the floor as she held back tears. They were friends, right? Well, considering the way he'd been treating her it was foolish to think they had been.

Foolish. She'd just been foolish.

Suddenly she didn't want to be there anymore. He didn't need her help, Simon didn't eith. Maybe, she wasn't able to help anyone. Maybe she was just-

A tear slid down her cheek, as she pushed past Luke, rushing out of the bathroom.]

[izlegal]

Wha--Flor--

[He wasn't hard to push past, really, and in response tripped over his feet momentarily, and looked out the door.

In a moment he moved forward to follow after her, but half way out the door, stopped short. What was he doing?!

Reeling back, he paused, and leaned against the wall. A pause, then looked away from the door and to the mirror that reflected him.

His expression lightened, and he muttered] Luke Triton... [He looked back out the bathroom and paused thoughtfully.

He'll be knocking on her bedroom door in a few minutes, but first he needed to think.]

[bbsatbyrobots]

[She'll be in there, sitting on the floor, leaning against the bed, with her knees hugged to her chest.]

[izlegal]

[A slight knock on the door, and Luke enters, a number of things tucked under his arm. Kneeling next to her, he drops the supplies on the ground. With his left hand he took a bottle of ointment, and (painfully) with the right gently touched Flora's arm.]

Let me treat you.

[bbsatbyrobots]

[She didn't look at him. Actually, she didn't say much of anything. She just held out her arm--the worst of her wounds--and silently agreed to let him patch up her injuries.]