I see the world for what it is... [Open]
Characters: Ramza Beoulve/Ruglia, and whoever wishes to join him.
Content: Ramza, as a new Quartermaster aboard the Silvana, wishes to look through the ship. In his search, he finds the deck.
Setting: The Deck of the Silvana
Time: After the races.
Warning: It's Ramza, so probably not much. Angst, maybe.
( The deck was his favorite place... )
So in an act of desperation he had grabbed a cabin boy and ordered them to sneak into the infirmary and get him some crutches. Watson would kill him if he was caught, but he'd risk his leg for his mental well being.
It was after slowly and carefully reaching the deck that Shinjiro spotted the blond stranger. "Hey! You supposed to be here?" he called out, his haggard appearance making him look rather intimidating even with the walking aid.
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...well, obviously not with the way he was moving...
He moved towards the man, offering him an arm to steady himself, if he needed it.
"Yes, I am new on this vessel. But nevermind that, are you all right?"
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Nevertheless, the fact still remained that his duties had stopped him from his daily exercises, and he was eager to resume his routine now that things were slowing down. Watson was on the deck at that moment, walking around. His limp was barely perceptible now, though his thigh still ached. It was simply that he had gotten more used to it.
It was then that he saw Shinjiro and a stranger on the deck together. More importantly, Shinjiro. Watson frowned a mighty frown and made his way to the pair, setting aside introductions with the blond stranger for the moment in favor of giving Shinjiro his attention. All of it.
"Shinjiro, will you kindly explain what you're doing here when I specifically asked you to remain in bed for the next days?"
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"Oh hell..." he muttered. it was too late to run... he'd just have to take the brow beating he was about to get. He knew the doctor meant well, and was just making sure he didn't hurt himself more... but it didn't mean he LIKED it.
And Watson could have a hardcore glare when he wanted too. Geeze. "I had to get out Doc. That room is killing me."
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And the other man..."Shinjiro", was it, was walking around when he was not supposed to be doing so? Dodging his sickbed like he was a stubborn child?
...Ramza...of course could not say much. He and Delita had always played together, sick or no. Oftentimes their sisters would have to chase them back to bed, eventually ending with the two sitting in the same room and playing together, Tietra and Alma sitting stubbornly outside their door.
...That is, until they decided to take the window. Then the girls chased them through the garden, and then...
Ah...those were the days.
Ramza furrowed his brow in concern, looking the man over, before turning to the doctor.
"Forgive me, Doctor, I had no idea that this man was not supposed to be out of bed. If I had known, I would have escorted him back immediately."
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It was then that he took better notice of the stranger, and he nodded at him politely in greeting. "It is quite all right, sir. I had also underestimated his stubbornness." And here, he allowed himself to show a hint of the fondness he had for the cook. "Are you a new crew member, sir?" Possibly the new quartermaster. What was his name? Ruglia.
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He too turned towards Ramza, arching a brow and looking the blond over carefully.
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Though his attentions were then turned entirely on Shinjiro. He understood the sentiment, truly he did, but the truth stood that if he was unwell, especially if the Doctor himself had come out to scold him for being out of bed...
Then it was not something to simply sit around and complain about. He needed bedrest.
"Lord Shinjiro," there he was, slipping into his old dialect again, "I understand the sentiment, I truly do. However, regardless, it is important when you are in your condition to get bed rest. You mustn't walk around, even with assistance, as what would happen if you had made your knee worse? Would you not, then, have to spend more time in bed, and 'rot', as you say, further?"
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Watson turned to Shinjiro, then, and with a half-amused expression on his face. "Man has a point. But no, I do not expect you to rot, as you say. You're welcome to spend your resting days in the infirmary with me -- I'm sure I can find things for you to do with your hands, if it comes down to it. Or perhaps the other officers can find you something to occupy yourself with?"
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"...really?" he asked in response to Watson's offer. "Well... has to be better then sitting around... Sorry you caught me out here Ruglia." He leaned on his crutch and started moving back towards the stairs, stubborn till the end.
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But then he turned his full attention to Shinjiro.
"I am sorry, Mister Shinjiro," There, properly corrected. "It is...a habit, perhaps."
And honestly, Ramza would have been okay with that being the end of their meeting, or at least would have chatted with Dr. W along the way back to the infirmary...
...Until Shinji started moving back by himself.
Hero complex, go! Ramza was already at the man's side, moving right in step with him.
"You should not move on your own, even with a crutch. Please...let me help you."
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Master Ruglia, though, could attempt in his stead. Watson made a vague, amused sound.
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"And you're not helping." He added, glaring weakly at Watson and his amusement.
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He was so stubborn. Just like Delita was. Just like he was and still is.
...
Somehow, thinking about that dampened his gait somewhat.
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His face was that of an innocent gentleman's.
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"Tch... fine, whatever. Do what you want." He stopped walking, no longer making a true effort to kill his abused knee anymore.
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