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FTEC -- August 17 -- Sunday.

Aug 17, 2008 14:42

Well, she was no longer a bird. That was a good thing, Adah supposed, if it weren't for the fact that it was all terribly disorientating, this switching between different bodies with different balance points, not to mention the change in height and having to reacquaint herself with the possession of opposable thumbs, which, really, she'd never ( Read more... )

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Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. ecirpnellehada August 17 2008, 18:50:43 UTC

Re: Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. ecirpnellehada August 17 2008, 21:52:59 UTC

"Fine thanks to the fact that you're a lucky son of a bitch," Adah replied with a stiff grunt, but she quickly drew in a breath, closing her eyes and regretting it. He might not always be so lucky, though; it could always run dry, like rivers in the drought season. Didn't he understand that? He was right; he wasn't stupid. So why the hell did he seem set on constantly acting like he was?

She wasn't going to nag at him about it, though. Not when she'd been pecking at him all week. Not when she felt firmly that she shouldn't have to. He should know better.

"Damn it, Lee," she muttered, feeling her throat tighten. "This is hardly the thing I wanted to come between us during my last week here."

Re: Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. stupid_toasters August 17 2008, 22:00:16 UTC

"Yes, I am a lucky, stupid, idiotic son of a bitch," he said. "I've heard it enough from people since it happened. I don't know what you want me to do. You don't want to know what happened so I'm not going to tell you. I'm sorry it happened when it did. It was bad timing. Horrible timing."

Re: Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. ecirpnellehada August 17 2008, 22:52:36 UTC

Adah sucked in a breath, the swell of understatement, and let it out slowly. "And I don't know what you want me to do. You act like I should just ignore how..." Again, a reluctance, a quick change of words, "upset...I am, shrug my good shoulder and carry on with boys will be boys, who am I to feel as though everything we talked about just marched in one ear and out the other? Or is it just that it doesn't matter because next week, I'll be out of your hair and you can throw yourself into as much senseless danger as you want with abandon?"

Re: Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. stupid_toasters August 17 2008, 23:06:55 UTC

"Yes, that's exactly it," he said sarcastically. "As soon as you leave, it's all drinking and fighting for me. Chicks dig scars and all that, right? Why not? Who cares, not me?"

Re: Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. ecirpnellehada August 17 2008, 23:21:51 UTC

"And, clearly," Adah shot back, giving him a look over, although signs of the brawl had certainly faded, "you couldn't have waited until then. Honestly, Lee, how the hell did you expect me to react? Or was it simply that you didn't intend on me finding out at all?"

Re: Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. stupid_toasters August 17 2008, 23:28:24 UTC

"I knew you'd react like this," he admitted, shrugging. "But, what I did, I did it for a few reasons. I thought it'd solve something. Maybe it didn't, maybe it did. But, I really didn't have time to tell you."

Re: Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. ecirpnellehada August 17 2008, 23:37:30 UTC

Adah was quiet for a moment after that, her head turning slightly as her eyes dropped. She tried to think of anything that could be reasonably settled through methods that left one of the parties involved in a clinic, and was failing utterly, because she was pretty sure that there wasn't an acceptable answer to be had. Another sigh, a slight, crooked shaking of her head.

"But you did intend on telling me?" she asked quietly, looking back toward the Eel. She knew that it would have been incredibly foolish if his answer to that was no, because she would have been able to tell something was up with just a look at him a week ago.

Re: Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. stupid_toasters August 17 2008, 23:47:45 UTC

"I wouldn't have really been able to hide it," he said, "but yeah, I was going to tell you after I got out of the clinic. You just got on the radio before I could."

He shrugged. "The only reason I didn't before that was because I went back to the cabin and rested a little."

Re: Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. ecirpnellehada August 17 2008, 23:52:13 UTC

Nmad Dog, she hated those awful squirrels. Her eyes shifted toward a small pile of books, reminding herself that her first task after she settled into things at Emory would be that squirrel plague. She could already see herself in the lab, her colleagues commenting on how they were confused on why she kept developing the formulas that killed the lab rats even further.

"That's at least something, then," she admitted, reluctantly, and looked toward him again, feeling tired. "And how did it go, resolving whatever it was you were hoping to resolve?"

Re: Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. stupid_toasters August 17 2008, 23:55:40 UTC

"It doesn't matter, it's done, hopefully sh--it's done," he said, shrugging. "It needed to happen."

Re: Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. ecirpnellehada August 18 2008, 00:03:38 UTC

Adah's mouth opened slightly, words on the very tip of her tongue, but then they retreated back, sticking in her throat as her lips settled back in place. Her first impression, she realized, was to comment on how she found it incredibly difficult to imagine that anything that would leave him in the clinic was something that needed to happen, but then a faint bit of realization settled in that she wasn't sure she could honestly say that without being a hypocrite. She'd been laid out in those clinic beds a few times herself, and at least one of them was something that she might consider had to be done, too.

She swallowed the words down, tried to bring up new ones, different ones.

"And how are you feeling now?" she asked.

Re: Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. stupid_toasters August 18 2008, 00:07:34 UTC

"Fine," he said, smiling a little. "Bruises are faded, the stiffness went away a few days ago. I feel fine. You can check, if you want."

Re: Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. ecirpnellehada August 18 2008, 00:11:59 UTC

Adah settled a look on the Eel in the attempts to communicate that she wasn't going to let him slip so easily into that, although she had to admit, now that she'd said her piece, got her anger off her chest, she could warm up to the idea. "I'll take your word for it," she said. Any lingering marks that he might not have noticed would only get her upset again. Even if...this time next week, she'll probably be back in Georgia, back in time. She bit her lower lip, chewing on it a little thoughtfully as she looked at him. "I'm not feeling creative enough to make something up to explain all the peck marks for your file."

Re: Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. stupid_toasters August 18 2008, 00:17:59 UTC

"Just an idea," he said, shrugging. "I didn't mean anything else other than you know what to look for, if you wanted to look. It's fine that you don't want to."

He shrugged again and looked down. "Sorry."

Re: Front Desk -- Afternoon/Evening Shift -- 08/17. ecirpnellehada August 18 2008, 00:32:40 UTC

Adah was quiet for a long moment, still looking at him, and her volume didn't increase much when she finally did speak, either. More sticking words; she had to wet her lips a little before they could come out.

"It's okay."

And she almost, almost, left it there. "It's just...certainly not making a good case that I won't need to worry about you."

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