The Wheelchair is Go!

[lost_of_four]

*Toji stares at himself in the mirror in the room he and Shinji were in. He sees himself, but in a hand drawn wheelchair. His arm has been repaired completely, his leg is still gone. He is wearing shorts, but the one over his missing leg, which isn't even a stump really as it was broken off rather close to his hip. At least he still has enough

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[ensign_in_love]

[Mess Hall. Shiro wasn't sure if he was happy or not to be eating here. It wasn't great, but food was food, and he was starving. He was also sandwiched on both sides, with hungry soldiers behind him and a wheel chair bound kid in front of him.]

[Man... what a sad sight. Not in the pitiable sense, no, just... unfortunate.]

[lost_of_four]

*The mess hall was terrible to navigate. He could barely fit between the things and he was totally embarrassed about holding up the line.*

[ensign_in_love]

[And now the cafeteria staff was handing him off a tray of food.]

[Shiro watched with some concern; the guy was really having some trouble. He never really thought about how hard a wheel chair might be.]

[He wasn't thinking too much about it now either, though. He took his own tray and.. tried to wait patiently, chewing on a dinner roll while standing behind Toji.]

[lost_of_four]

*That he was. This would be one of those times when having an electric wheelchair would be much preferable. At least then he could balance the tray with one hand and move the chair with the other. Man this sucked completely. And everyone was staring at him too. Mostly looks of annoyance until he noticed them, then pity. The pity was worse than the annoyance. He was annoyed.*

[ensign_in_love]

[Dropping his roll right from his mouth and onto his plate, Shiro tried to smile, but... it just came out looking a little awkward.]

Let me help you. [His tray in one hand, he reached to lift up Toji's.]

[lost_of_four]

*Toji hasn't met this guy before. But he seems nice and at the moment? Toji is willing to do almost anything to get through this and not be here anymore. Last time he was here there wasn't a line and he had gotten food he could just carry. This time is just too much.*

Thanks.

*He's sheepish and obviously embarrassed.*

[ensign_in_love]

No problem. [He lifts up the two trays; the mess hall is crowded at this hour, but he takes the trays to an empty table with a little name plaque on it. 'Lt. Comm. S. Amada']

[He pushed the 2nd chair aside for Toji and sat down at his own.]

[lost_of_four]

*Toji's eyes widen at that. This guy is has his own table? Either that or he is a total jerk. But a total Jerk probably wouldn't be doing this for a random kid. This culminates in him being rather speechless. But he manages to wheel himself into place. Really he doesn't have much trouble except with tight turns at this point... Oh and doors, at least the doors that fucking automatically close themselves!*

[ensign_in_love]

[He wasn't even aware what the situation was for Toji. No idea this was new for him, just... tried to find something to say. Well, after he started a little on his food anyway.]

You know, you can't be the only guy that's ever happened to. There must be something they can put there for you to help you out in times like that.

[lost_of_four]

Yeah... I'm new to the not being able to walk thing.

*He starts eating his food. At least he remembered to put a napkin on his lap and wheel himself all the way up to the table this time. Man that was embarrassing. At least only Shinji really saw it.*

[ensign_in_love]

Aw, man, listen to me. I was looking for something to say I didn't even think to introduce myself...

My name's Shiro Amada.

[lost_of_four]

Toji Suzuhara.

*Toji is still obviously intimidated. He is also self conscious, he is pretty sure everyone else is still looking at him, especially since he is sitting with this apparent Shiro Amada Lt. Commander has his own table guy. He doesn't dare look at the rest of the room though, that would be suicide. He holds his hand out for a handshake. Its not something he usually does but it seems... proper maybe?*

[ensign_in_love]

[He puts out his hand and gives him a good, firm shake.]

Nice to meet you.

Haha, I, uh, you know, I've seen that look before and... at ease, okay?

[lost_of_four]

*Easier said than done. Toji tries really, but he can't relax, so he just sits there and eats. He's glad to have the company and support really, but unsure what to say.*

[ensign_in_love]

[Throws a half eaten roll in his face.]

[lost_of_four]

*Toji is not expecting that at all. Rather than saying anything however he throws a hot dog in a hot dog bun at him. It's what he happens to be eating at the time. Unfortunately, it also has ketchup and mustard on it.*