Another hospital patient [ota]

Jan 11, 2011 21:59

The last thing that St John actually consciously remembers from the mission was pain. Not the pain in his stomach, not that burning agony of his overtaxed powers, not even the pain of the bullet lodged in his gut. It was more the pain of a branch sticking into his back and the casual wondering of just why Haylie had left him in a tree when he was ( Read more... )

haylie 'spitfire' collins, st john 'pyro' allerdyce, jack hendley, dr hope chandler, atticus bergenson

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hunteroffreaks January 12 2011, 18:34:13 UTC
Jack had survived the mission intact. That was a plus in itself. With the added bonus of Pyro being gut-shot and Haylie with a bullet through her arm, he felt on top of the world. There would be a price to pay later on, but for the moment, Jack couldn't care less. For now, just knowing two of the scum he still hated dearly were in pain was enough ( ... )

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a_soul_awake January 12 2011, 18:49:21 UTC
"Jack."

While the guards might be incompetent but Hope missed nothing that happened in her medical ward. She had spotted Jack and knew exactly where he was headed. Now she stood in the doorway to the room, her arms crossed and disapproving glare turned squarely on the mutant hunter.

"I will tolerate a lot from you, but you're not to threaten any patient under my care. Out. Now." She stood to the side and pointed. She was not kidding.

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codenamepyro January 12 2011, 18:57:30 UTC
He'd been staring happily at the ceiling for a while, until the creak of Jack and then his damn annoying voice. Blindly reaching for a lighter that was half way across the room, folded on a chair in his pants wasn't helpful and trying to sit up better only aggravated his wound.

Wasn't anyone paying attention in this place?

Hope answered his silent question with her presence and that was enough of a relief that Pyro didn't start to panic too badly. Pyro was left staring between Jack and Hope and actually rejoicing inside that the woman was just as fucking quiet on her feet as Jack.

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hunteroffreaks January 12 2011, 19:54:43 UTC
Damn. Looked like Pyro's luck was holding out. Or Hope's secondary mutant ability was knowing when people were up to no good in the medical ward. The hunter looked fairly annoyed at being interrupted when he hadn't even done anything like trying to strangle him yet.

"Can't a guy just have a friendly conversation?" Jack asked. But he had a feeling he wasn't going to be getting away with it. Hope was not in the mood for tolerating any bullshit.

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notouchpolicy January 12 2011, 21:09:17 UTC
Whether or not the Captain liked it, Haylie wasn't going to be laying around in bed like a helpless moron. Mainly because the last time that happened, she woke up under some animal with a mohawk trying to get his groove on. That, and she was never really any good at staying put in the first place; her mutation wouldn't allow for that.

Standing in the doorway of St John's room, she leaned against the frame - on the arm that wasn't currently in a sling - and waved casually. "You look like hell, kid."

Offering some semblance of a tired smile, she entered the room and pulled up a chair next to his bed. Reaching into her vest pocket, she pulled out the lighter she'd borrowed from him and the zippo she went back for in the fray. Holding them out with her singed free hand, she sighed and shifted in the chair to get comfortable. This damn sling was driving her batshit.

"Thought I'd drop 'em off and see how you're doin'."

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codenamepyro January 12 2011, 21:50:12 UTC
Offering a tired smirk, and then a genuinely grateful smile at the return of his lighter, Pyro took them from her with careful fingers, the burns on his hand rather evident on healing skin again. "Thanks." He was strangely attached to his lighters. The bics weren't a huge deal, not really, but his zippo was his favourite.

"'m okay, I guess." For someone that had been shot, he was doing fairly well. "Got the bullet out. Might get it as a souvenir." A reminder, perhaps, that he should never, ever, ever go on missions that included Jack. If she was going crazy with a sling, he was getting pissed off with the tubes and lines and machines that monitored his condition. That and the hole in his stomach. "Y' doing okay?"

He figured that while he might've been shot, she'd done a lot of running around after she'd been shot. So surely he should ask after her health at least. Polite thing to do when someone saved your life probably.

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notouchpolicy January 13 2011, 00:32:18 UTC
"You're welcome." In spite of the chaos that night, she found time to feel good about what she'd done by going back and getting his zippo even though it could've easily gotten her killed.

Giving him a quick once-over, she nodded and let some tension leave her body because he was okay. "Y'had me worried back there, kid."

When he asked if she was okay, however, she couldn't help the slight look of surprise on her face. It was nice that he thought to ask, and she gave him a look of appreciation before responding. "Yeah. It was a clean shot, through-and-through, though the bullet cracked my humerus before bouncing off of it. Doctor wants me in a sling while the bone heals."

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codenamepyro January 13 2011, 14:33:52 UTC
"I don't have a good track record." It was just a good thing that no one else died on this one, the last one -the one he'd gone with Victor and Jack on back in Russia, where Evan met his end, well, that had been a disaster from the get go. He'd been on two without the team, while he'd been in Washington on his 'probation' for being an annoying little piece of shit. Nothing untoward had happened them. "Seems like chaos follows me ( ... )

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