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WHERE YOUR SOUL HAD DIED

Mar 01, 2011 00:47

Who: Robert Cross and Alex Mercer.
When: 2/28, backdated a tiny bit to late evening.
Where: Cross' starter apartment.
Summary: Cross returned from his private appointment with SERO. Alex "checks up" on him. moar liek demands answers...
Warnings: None? Cross is drugged out? idek... cussing....
( NO CLOSER TO ANY KIND OF TRUTH )

†: alex mercer, robert cross

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virogenic March 2 2011, 08:30:05 UTC

Cross continued on. It was a good thing Alex didn't interject, otherwise he would have ended up talking over him anyway. "So, I just told them I didn't remember who they were and they scribbled shit down. Asked me if I suffered from psychotic episodes or anything like that. I guess they thought I had suppressed memories or I was nuts or something. I don't know what any of that had to do with getting the fuckin'..." A pause, he wobbled again. "...shit. Fuckin'.. parasite removed. But, uh..."

Focus, focus. Cross squinted, then closed his eyes. "Fuck. Okay. Well, anyway. Maybe they thought I wasn't infected and just was insane. Either way, they took blood samples and changed their tune quickly enough. Took me into some room and started running tests on my body. They were pretty interested in my nervous system for some reason." Hrm.

"Then they... started the drugs. Some for pain, others to flush the parasite out. Came out, all right. Puked that sucker up. Nasty shit." Fleshy globs generally were. But Cross had a muted temperament about it. "Took more samples, paid me a wad of cash, asked if I needed help getting home... et cetera." He waved his hand dismissively.

whipfist March 2 2011, 19:21:53 UTC

Alex listened with intense interest. Insight into the company's procedures was nice, something he couldn't do himself now that they had his DNA - even if he disguised his way in, he'd be flushed out.

So this was nice.

"Is that all?"

virogenic March 3 2011, 04:54:08 UTC

Cross took a moment to breathe, idly going over the rest of what he could remember about the ordeal. After that moment, he looked over at Alex and nodded. "Yeah, that's about it." Or...

..no, it wasn't. "Oh, wait." Cross rummaged around in one of the ammunition pouches he had strapped to his legs. He procured a small bottle, filled with pills. "Gave me these, too." He would have just tossed them Alex's way, but he didn't trust his reflexes at that moment. Instead, he placed them on the coffee table for him to pick up.

whipfist March 3 2011, 06:05:45 UTC

Alex quickly headed over, grabbing the pills. Inspecting the bottle and the pills themselves. Looked to be standard painkillers, white and rather plain-looking. But he hardly trusted whatever SERO handed out. Still, the damage had probably already been done in the lab, whatever they might have wanted to do to Cross.

He made an irritated sound before placing the bottle back down.

"... Glad you're still in one piece," came an almost-mutter. Not something Alex did much, express his feelings like that. But it was true. And probably the least he could do after treating Cross so shittily the other day.

virogenic March 3 2011, 06:17:43 UTC

Cross reclined back in the couch, sighing deeply as if keeping himself upright was a big task. Regardless, he kept an eye on Alex. Well, somewhat. It was hard to focus for very long before something else caught his eye. Given his paranoid nature, pumping him full of narcotics probably wasn't going to garner the best results. He'd be up all night at this rate.

He blinked at Alex's muttered words, taking more than needed to process them. And when it clicked, Cross couldn't help but break into a big grin all over again. "Yeah? Me too. Man, I tell you, Mercer, I was getting pretty worried in there. But, yeah, didn't take anything more than they were supposed to in there. Probably was a fluke. Maybe I got in on a good day." Now he was rambling. Whoops.

whipfist March 3 2011, 06:49:38 UTC

Meanwhile, Alex didn't show any semblance of happiness. He was still too skeptical that this had been done without any catch or later ramification. They'd just have to see.

Cross was normally friendly, at least in comparison to himself, but now he was being especially talkative and smiley. It was a bit strange, though he knew it an effect of the drugs. Cross was talking to him like some longtime friend.

"... Yeah."

He wasn't exactly sure what to say.

virogenic March 3 2011, 07:07:53 UTC

Later on, after the drugs wore off, Cross would probably feel pretty silly for having rambled on and on and allowed Alex to see a more relaxed side of himself. But drugs or not, he was genuinely pleased with this situation. And he got a good feel for how the company acted. The drugs would have to wear off first, however, before he could put that information to use.

Still didn't excuse being so casual. Getting relaxed on the couch, Cross kept on grinning up at Alex. "You know Alex, you should look a little happier. I mean, that thing is gone. You'll never have to worry about it again." He sighed, tilting his head back. "Never have to worry about me losing my shit, either."

whipfist March 4 2011, 01:03:12 UTC

He stared at Cross, levelly, blinking at his reply. He might have been relaxed about the whole thing and not worried, but Alex couldn't just shrug it all off like that. He probably wouldn't ever lose the feeling of having to watch his back and be alert for something like that again.

"We'll see."

virogenic March 4 2011, 05:42:11 UTC

At that remark, Cross just laughed. For whatever reason, it was kind of funny to him. He really didn't have room to talk, however; if he wasn't high out of his mind, he probably would have been just as concerned. As it was, though, he couldn't feel the parasite in his body or mind anymore, and that was good enough for him.

"Y-yeah.. I guess so." He chuckled, propping his legs up on the coffee table.

whipfist March 4 2011, 06:13:00 UTC

This was almost bizarre. Cross was laughing at him for apparently no reason. He could still blame the drugs, yes, but it was still strange. A side of the captain he hadn't seen before. Alex glanced at the movement, then focused back at Cross.

There was silence. He wanted to leave, but Cross seemed like he wanted him to stay. So he waited for some sort of cue to do either, a sign of what to do next.

virogenic March 5 2011, 01:36:05 UTC

It wasn't "almost" bizarre. It was really fucking bizarre. A few more quieter chuckles and Cross was finished. Yeah, later on, he'd probably apologize to Alex for this awkwardness. He didn't even pick up on the fact that Alex wanted to leave right off. Being so disconnected made it hard to pick up on little details be normally would have gotten right away.

So, it took Cross a few more seconds before noticed that Alex wasn't responding and just standing there staring at him. Oh. Might have been a good idea to say something himself. "Ah, if you need to leave, go right ahead. I'll be fine, I swear." He gave a casual wave of his hand, as if that would encourage Alex or something.

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