Unsuspecting - OTA (tag babe)

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Speirs had been spending a lot of time thinking about what he and Babe had talked about. It was bizarre to hear the other soldier express the same fears and insecurities Speirs himself had gone through a number of years before. It wasn't that Speirs had completely resolved them, or didn't occasionally think he was sick and wrong somehow, but he'd

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[jones_drjones]

Martha was completely into the book she had in her hands, a book about the history of triage, that she wasn't paying attention to where she was going. Which was trouble when she turned the corner and looked up in just enough time to stop her from running into the man. "Sorry!" Her London accent was thick and she was obviously a little surprised at his appearance.

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Speirs came to an abrupt halt as well, shaken out of his thoughts. He eyed her for a moment before taking the cigarette from between his lips.

"S'alright."

[jones_drjones]

"No, really." Martha offered him an apologetic smile, "Should've been watchin' where I was goin'. Was a close call, yeah?"

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He nodded once, looking mildly amused, and returned to his cigarette. "Triage, huh? You a medic?"

[southphillyboy]

Maybe it was that introspectiveness that meant Babe was able to storm up to him, cocking his fist and punching. He didn't care that he hadn't said hello, that he hadn't given the man - his surperior officer - any warning.

It was Speirs' fault, he thought. Before this, he coulda just gone on the way he'd been. He should've found a priest and not listened to the other man. Cause now, now he'd messed things up worse then they'd ever been.

[wanta_cigarette]

Speirs saw Babe coming in the same way one saw a stranger coming when walking down the street, but it wasn't until Babe's fist actually landed on his jaw that he realized what was happening. The blow turned his head, sent the cigarette from his fingers and he stumbled back a couple steps.

The silence afterward was palpable as Speirs straightened, half turned from the other man and rubbing at his jaw.

[southphillyboy]

It was the feeling of flesh and bone connecting that made Babe come out of his haze. To realise what he'd done and that there was so much wrong with this.

It didn't make the anger go away totally, and he knew what he was doing as he pushed the other man, grabbing his shoulders, his voice desperate more than anything else, "you told me it was okay. Why'd he leave then, huh?"

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Speirs' only response was to haul back and punch Babe in return, solid fist catching him across the jaw. But he wasn't going to let the man fail. He grabbed him by the front of the shirt and dragged him close, teeth bared and dark eyes gleaming.

"You're fucking lucky we aren't back home, Private," he hissed, "or I'd have you fucking shot."

[faramir_hurin]

Walking through the village I notice a man I haven't seen in a while. I'm not sure he notices me as he seems to be pondering something. Well, if he does notice me I can say hello--I do not want to disrupt him if he is thinking on something important.

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Speirs caught sight of the man out of the corner of his eye and came out of his thoughts to nod to Faramir, recognizing him instantly.

[faramir_hurin]

I nod back.

"Lieutenant, it has been some time since I've seen you." I speak this even as I walk closer. No need to shout a conversation. "You seemed a bit preoccupied and I did not wish to interrupt. Still, you are looking well."

It is truth as I see it.

[wanta_cigarette]

"Thanks." He gave him another nod and a brief smile. "How've you been?"

[ideal_guardian]

Bruce was fine. Really. Honestly. Tony'd finally finished his hand, the metal was a beautiful dull black that could blend into shadows and didn't call attention to itself in the sunlight. The thing worked beautifully.

Nothing catastrophic had happened recently and the yoga studio seemed to have declared some sort of truce.

Everything was fine. That's why when he saw Speirs he felt like someone had kicked him in the chest. He forced himself into a friendly smile and sauntered over.

[wanta_cigarette]

Speirs came to a quick halt when he saw Bruce approaching. He hadn't seen him in a long time, not since he'd visited him in the hospital. Lipton disappearing had kind of kept him from caring about...anything, really.

He gave a nod and took the cigarette from between his lips. "Wayne."

[ideal_guardian]

The soldier looked better than the night Speirs found him up in the tree. He didn't look like the walking dead anymore, probably due to Lipton's re-arrival. He'd never seen Speirs after that come to think of it, just snuck in and back out.

"Speirs. How's Lipton?" Either he hadn't needed anything else or Speirs just didn't want to ask him for help.

[wanta_cigarette]

"Good," he said evenly, letting the cigarette burn low between his fingers. "Your hand?" he gestured to the replacement.

duuur I forgot about the park XD my bad

[hedoesthat]

Crews was fascinated with the village since his arrival on Saturday. He hadn't spent much time in his room. It was too small. It wasn't quite eight-by-six, but it was small enough to remind him of darker times. Crews, as a result, spent a lot of his time out, wandering and getting a feel for the village he found himself in. He switched to civilian clothes. A nice pair of pants, a long sleeve shirt, and a comfortable jacket and he was eating a plum as he walked casually down the street.

(ooc: feel free to ignore if late tag is too late)

[wanta_cigarette]

Speirs saw him out of the corner of his eyes and paused. He looked exactly like Winters, but didn't walk like him at all. The military swagger was gone.

But just in case..."Sir?"

[hedoesthat]

The normal response to someone addressing you as sir and you didn't know them was to look confused about it. Crews didn't have that reaction. He assumed that this man was just very polite and he did have a few years on the young man. He smiled like he knew Speirs. "Yes?" He took another bite of his plum. It was really delicious.

[wanta_cigarette]

"Sorry, sir, I thought maybe you were another double." He didn't quite sound like Winters, but the smile was confusing.