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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 16, 2006 18:28:44 GMT -5
Hanyo yelped as the vent cracked his leg. He pulled it back, crashing out of his chair as an alarm went off, the lights going off save for a red safety light, flashing. "What the Hell! Sefora?! What's going on?" The boy was frantically trying to figure it out even as the screen blinked once....twice and disappeared. The music had stopped in favor of the earsplitting blare of the alarm. With his golden eyes he managed to catch a glimpse Tsing through the flashes of red, and tried to move forward despite the pain in his leg. He could feel warmth trickling down it and was quite sure it was bleeding somewhere. "You okay?" he yelled over the alarm once he reached the humans side.
Suddenly, the commotion stopped and the lights blinked back on. Sefora shot into view, face pale. "Nothing bad," he reported, half out of breath," the vent falling on the panel caused the core to tilt off. I reset it," he sighed. Gratefully, Hanyo nodded as the music started up again, and he swung his gaze back to Tsing.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 16, 2006 18:34:17 GMT -5
He slowly pushed himself up onto his elbows. "Fuck, that hurt." he hissed, gingerly getting his legs under him and standing shakily. He'd had worse scares, but none that had hurt like this.
He looked down at his forearm and pulled a scrinched piece of metal from it. He dropped it and covered the wound. Bruises were already forming on his forehead and arms, and his knees hurt too. His one shoulder was probably the worst off. How smart of him to land on it.
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 16, 2006 18:37:35 GMT -5
Hanyo stood as well, favoring his right leg. It hurt like Hell but he was more concerned about Tsing. "Are you okay? What in Zerca's name were you doing up there anyways?" The boy looked the worse for wear and Hanyo reached out to take his arm, inspecting the wound, wiping away blood with his finger tips. Without another thought he ripped the bottom off of his shirt and pressed the cloth it, looking over the rest of the boy for anymore blood.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 16, 2006 18:40:14 GMT -5
He snatched his arm away, clenching his teeth against the pain. "Don't touch me." he seethed. He moved around him and headed towards the exit of the room. "And turn that fucking crap off!"
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 16, 2006 19:32:11 GMT -5
((Sorry, my computer kicked me off in the middle of posting >.< I just got back on...))
Hanyo glanced after the boy, his fangs biting deep into his lip until crimson spilled into his mouth. Could he never do anything right? Motioning Sefora to turn off the music he threw himself back into his chair and pulled up his pant leg, hissing at the nasty bruise forming around a deep laceration from the vent. Blood welled up as he moved it and he took his shirt completely off to press it to the wound. "Sefora....get me....bring up some medical supplies..." The computer wimpered at him before blipping away to send up medical supplies. they came moments later and Hanyo reached into a compartment to pull them out, flipping open the first aid box. "Send...get some to Tsing too, whichever room he goes to." The blue haired boy nodded and disappeared again as Hanyo ripped open a tube of antiseptic with his teeth.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 16, 2006 19:38:32 GMT -5
(lol, poor thing *hugs*)
Tsing flopped down on the bed, ignoring his protesting body. Nothing ever went right for him. He was just unlucky by nature, he guessed. He tossed the piece of shirt against the wall. It had stopped bleeding, he was pretty lucky it wasn't deep or anything. It was just one of those cuts that just liked to bleed alot. He ran his fingers through his hair and sighed.
"I just want to go home..." he swallowed the lump in his throat. He wasn't one to cry or anything, it was just that things had built up to the point in which he couldn't hold back his frustraition. That was it. It had to be.
But no. He wouldn't cry...he wouldn't let himself. Yet, the first noise that came from him was a strangled choke. The next a little louder, as was the next and then the next, until he had to cover his mouth to keep from being too loud as he sobbed.
He wanted his teddy bear goddammit!
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 16, 2006 19:44:36 GMT -5
((thank you, this machine's a big meanie ^w^ *hugs back*))
Hanyo was in the middle of wrapping his leg when deep pain coursed through his chest, and he was racked with another bout of breathlessness. Associating this to some sort of pain Tsing was in, considering it had happened last time too, he stood, ignoring the half wrapped leg and Sefora's inquiry about his wound, he walked in a half daze to the bedroom, sliding inside and against the wall before he stopped moving. It hurt to bad to walk and the sight that met his eyes had him whimpering in helplessness. Limping quietly, as best he could, he made it over to the bed and flopped down. "Please....d..don't cry. Does your arm hurt that bad? I can wrap it for you, or did you hurt yourself somewhere else?" He wanted nothing more than to gather the boy against himself and take all the pain away, but he didn't know how without offending him or setting him off again.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 16, 2006 19:48:31 GMT -5
He sat up quickly and shuffled away, wiping his eyes angrilly. "Go away!" he hissed. "It's your fault!! I hate you! All I want to do is go home, and you won't let me!!! Why shouldn't I be upset?!?" He clenched the sheets into his fists. He hated himself at the moment. Not only had he been caught crying, but he felt bad about being so mean towards the alien man.
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 16, 2006 19:54:35 GMT -5
"I can't go away," he whispered. "When you hurt, I hurt...I...you wouldn't understand...Hell, I don't even fully understand it. How can you hate me if...." He pushed back his hair and angled his face towards the floor, his own fingers digging into the skin of his thigh. Zerca, but his leg hurt. He'd have to finish wrapping it then. "I don't know why leaving your home would be so bad," wincing, he tried to rephrase it. He knew he'd die if he had to leave Zerca for forever, "I mean....didn't you say your life was ruined there? W...wouldn't it be better to start over? Maybe not neccessarily on another planet, since i'm going to be taking you home as soon as I check in with my family....but, shit, I don't know what to keep telling you." He glanced dejectedly at the wall, sucking on his bruised and cut lip, relishing the pain.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 16, 2006 19:58:45 GMT -5
"You wouldn't understand." he spat. I already had to leave my home in Sapporo, and now you've forced me to leave Beijing for god knows how long!!! I'm a fucking kid you idiot!!! My parents will be worried, and so will my friends!! I have my career to mend up!! Obviously, you're just being fucking selfish!"
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 16, 2006 20:15:12 GMT -5
"I'm not the only one being selfish," he snarled back, half sitting up," and you're not much younger than me, i'm only nineteen. You aren't the only one who's had trouble all their lives or had their world ripped out from under their feet. So don't pretend you're the only one hurting here, cause you're not." He settled back down after his mini tirade, clutching at his leg now, trying not to dig into the wound. Instead he turned sideways on the bed and pulled his leg up, pushing the cloth of his pant leg out of the way. He grabbed the edge of the gauze and pulled it tighter, face paling at the blood already soaking through the bandage.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 16, 2006 20:18:46 GMT -5
He stayed silent a moment before pushing the other back onto the bed and grabbing his injured leg. "You're a fucking idiot. You'll end up hurting yourself even more." he scolded, unwrapping the bandage and cutting it off from the rolled up and clean roll. He tossed them aside and slowly began rewrapping it correctly, just tight enough to stop the bleeding.
Once finished, he tied it off.
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 16, 2006 20:24:08 GMT -5
"T..thanks," he breathed on a hiss of pain, pressing fingers into his temple as a throbbing began. "You want me to take care of your arm? I'm usually better at wrapping other peoples wounds," he licked his dry lips and struggled to sit back up, watching Tsing nervously. They had gotten a few things off their chests and he would be happy to continue if it meant they wouldn't fight so much.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Feb 16, 2006 20:27:17 GMT -5
"No." he said quickly, looking away. He didn't want to be touched by the other man, he was afraid of the feelings he'd end up having. "When can I go home?" he asked after a moment, pulling out his cigarettes. He was getting antsy again.
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Post by Zadkiel on Feb 16, 2006 20:31:52 GMT -5
Sighing he picked up a medical box Sefora had sent up through a delivery shoot and tossed it on the bed. "Atleast take care of it yourself then," he mumbled, scrunching his nose at the pack of cigarettes. He didn't particularly like the smoke that came from the sticks , but he wouldn't ask Tsing to quit, not yet, anyways. "In answer to your question, we should reach Zerca tomorrow. I'll have a metting with my parents and ask them if I can use the ship again to take you home. Within a week to be sure," he said on a sigh, a lump pressing into his throat. He didn't even want to think of Tsing leaving, never being able to see him again.
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