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Day 150 | Afternoon | Action

[bothbarrels]

He didn't quite know what to expect out of this. But after his stop in the waiting room with the others who were anxiously awaiting news about Carolina's health, he figured he'd better stop in Wrath's room and visit. Victor hadn't commanded him or anything but since she mentioned it he figured it was a good idea.

A nurse led him to the correct room and he stood outside for a few moments before heading inside. "So I heard you want to meet the man whose ass you kicked the other day."

Day 150 | Afternoon | Action

[pain_train]

Wrath is currently in traction and hooked up to nearly every variety of medical machine known to future man. Her bright pink hair is spread out over the pillow and sheets. And either someone has taken pity on her and done her makeup--basic eyeliner and eyebrows at least, in silver and pink--or it's actually a permanent feature.

"Good game." She has a decent enough voice when she's not screaming at people or talking through her helmet; alto, though with a little burr to it that might be battle scream related. She wiggles her fingers, about the only part of her she can move, at North while smiling cheerfully.

Gosh. He's actually cuter while not laying on the ground with a bleeding head wound, who would have thought.

"Thanks for waiting until they unwired my jaw."

Day 151 | Afternoon | Action

[bothbarrels]

It's not long after they would have served her lunch that he arrives at the medical center, a slice of peach pie and a slice of caramel apple lovingly arranged in a box. Whiskey lets him on through and after stopping to get the news on how Carolina's doing he heads into Wrath's room.

"Look who's here. I thought you would have snuck out by now."

Day 151 | Afternoon | Action

[pain_train]

Lunch actually ended up being a slice of pizza, thanks to April and Whiskey. Long story. But really, she's just counting the minutes until North shows up, messing around on the network to pass the time. He's definitely the highlight of her day. The highlight of her week, for sure.

"North!" She smiles brightly. "Well... still in traction. And down two limbs. But soon. They can't hold me long."

"How's your friend?" Since she knows he's here to visit the person across the hall. She's been getting a lot of listeners.

Day 152 | Morning | Action

[bothbarrels]

It's only the third day since he's come to know her and yet he feels so compelled to return and see her. He doesn't bother to call or to text, he just brings his hover cycle down—after stopping at a pastry shop and getting her a danish since she thought so much of gifts of food—and park it outside of the medical center. Gaining admittance is again a simple matter and he heads into her room, the danish in a little paper sack he's holding in his hand.

"Hey," he says. "Good morning."

Day 152 | Morning | Action

[pain_train]

No answer.

Wrath lies very still, looking up at the ceiling. While it's not obvious due to the positioning of the traction unit, there is a subtle difference to her posture, singing with tension rather than relaxed.

She's waiting.

Day 153 | Late Evening | Action

[bothbarrels]

Does he have time to stop into Wrath's room? Not really.

Is he going to stop into Wrath's room? You bet.

After his visit with Carolina he glances over across the hall, then peers in, trying to see if Wrath is already asleep.

Day 153 | Late Evening | Action

[pain_train]

She's getting sleepy, but not quite yet, distracted by a game that April showed her on the network. This would be why, considering the hour, she hasn't gotten around to texting North yet. (She'll feel bad about it later when she realizes... Except not, since he's there. Only she hasn't noticed him yet.)

So Wrath is in bed, glasses on, fingers wiggling idly as she tries to track all the little cupcake ninjas that populate the game world.

Day 154 | afternoon | action

[alaspooryork]

There's a cautious knock at Wrath's hospital door. Yes, this is the room North had specified for delivery - Delta hadd double-checked - but somewhat to his surprise it's not anyone he recognizes at all.

Frankly, it's a little concerning. North had been acting strange lately. But he supposes that's not really his problem.

"Hello?"

Day 154 | afternoon | action oh D you are not even prepared

[pain_train]

"Who is it?" At the knock. Then: "Hello!"

Tiny woman. In traction. A borderline ridiculous amount of bright pink hair coiled around her head. She grins at Delta and wiggles her fingers in the approximation of a wave, which is quite literally all the can move right now. "Are you lost?"

Day 161 | Morning | Audio

[bothbarrels]

Hey. I'm guessing you woke up this morning. I know I promised to come be with you in the morning but—I'm so sorry about this, but that was Sunday, when I wasn't on duty. I would come today anyway but I already ended up taking Thursday off last week when things went haywire. Hob didn't like that. I don't want to jeopardize my position. I hope you understand. I'm sorry I won't be there.

...I going to miss you today. And I'll be there as soon as I can, later.

Day 161 | Morning | Audio

[pain_train]

[She might be disappointed because she wanted to see him. But it's not fair to take that out on him; the mission is the most important thing, after all, way more important than her. And she'd do the same in his place. She'll be back on duty soon enough anyway.]

It's okay, North. Mission first! I'll see you after work.

They just got my new arm and leg fitted, so next they're letting me out of traction. Soon! I wish you were here, but I'll see you soon.

Day 162 Afternoon Text

[goddamngrenades]

Hey Soldier, you alive?

Day 162 Afternoon Text

[pain_train]

So far.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[bothbarrels]

He'd had to return to work after he'd met with South, though it had been sobering, the way she had gone away so upset. He sent Wrath a message, simply noting what time he'd be home and that he'd tell her what happened later, and went about his day. Coming home will be the time when he gets to unburden himself from the outcome of that conversation and he's grateful when that time comes, pulling up to the house.

Day 166 | Evening | Action

[pain_train]

She had to hope that the brevity of the note meant things hadn't gone to maximum shittiness, but there was really no way of telling. Wrath's a little bit nervous while she waits for him; she did actually get there a few minutes early this time, but had elected to sit outside the house and just watch the relatively sparse street traffic. It wasn't that cold.

Though she finds herself regretting that decision when North arrives and she discovers just how stiff she's gotten in a few minutes. Wrath does her best to pretend that it's nothing at all, she's just taking her time to stand back up.

Okay, she really will call and get an appointment with a physical therapist the next day. North did manage to scare her a little.

But she's at least on her feet by the time North gets to her, and she still smiles at him. "Hey, you."

170 - evening

[ofmightandmeta]

you owe me five credits and i am never making a goddamn bet with you ever again

170 - evening

[pain_train]

[Ha! She knew it!!]

So where am I delivering this not cheap bottle of bourbon to you? :-D

And I make the best bets ever don't complain you know you love me. <3

Text, Evening 178, Medium Encryption

[post_proelia_praemia]

[Shortly after this leaks.]

So you know the city better than I do. Likely places for a sniper nest?

Re: Text, Evening 178, Medium Encryption

[pain_train]

um you should ask north

orion i barely qualify for service with firearms they'd never let me even touch a sniper rifle

193

[post_proelia_praemia]

Sometimes when you get a thought in your head it feels like you need to execute it right this very fucking minute. Orion had been mulling over his argument with Wrath for the past couple days, thoughts swirling while he shampooed carpets and fixed plumbing and constructed coffee tables.

The actual words he needed didn't pop into his head until early in the morning; it's still dark out, but he'd woken up from a restless sleep and stared at the ceiling until finally inspiration struck. Then, he was searching out paper and pen - because this was more personal than a text message could convey - and writing it down so he wouldn't forget.

And, well, once it's written down, naturally it should be delivered. He rolls it up and tapes it in a tidy scroll since he couldn't find any string, and then steals through the house to set it on Wrath's nightstand.

Everything was going smoothly except for the sneaking into Wrath's room part; this is just another reminder to him that he was not a Hunter when he trips on nothing and winds up crashing face first with an involuntary expletive next to her bed.

Re: 193

[pain_train]

Wrath bolts into consciousness, hand going for the combat knife that's really more of a machete that's hidden in the headboard. The blade makes a metallic hiss as it comes free in an instant. "Move and I cut your fucking head off," she says, voice gravelly with sleep. "I hear really well."

She fumbles for the light, turns it on, blinks. "Orion, what the fuck are you doing?"

195 - Text

[ofmightandmeta]

[attachment: wtf.png]

[Attached is an obviously covertly taken picture of Orion, hair pulled back and in military colours, though it's pretty blurry and seems to have been taken from across the training field]

>:[?

Re: 195 - Text

[pain_train]

Oh, he looks great! I'm so proud of him! He didn't tell me he was going to sign up this soon. :D

I'M GONNA BUY HIM A CAKE!!!!!

195 afternoon - text

[post_proelia_praemia]

on my way home, want me to pick anything up?

[Orion hadn't known he could feel so tired, and right now he'd in the mood for a lot of comfort food and, oddly enough, some more cleaning. He'd juts come off his first full day under Bothari and PT and was one hell of a taxing experience.]

195 afternoon - text

[pain_train]

Nope I'm ordering tonight just get home

196 evening, text

[post_proelia_praemia]

[He takes a long walk after his talk with Maine. It's a relief to get himself sorted out, so these gut reactions he's been having make more sense and he can start dealing with them. On the other hand, it's frustrating to learn he's attracted to the one guy that seems disinterested in pretty much everything. At least there were the sparring sessions. But, he'd pro,ised he'd talk to Wrath and he's trying to be better about being open with her, so once he's got his head back on straight he shoots her a message.]

Hey. Can we talk? Stupid shit, i.e. me and my lovelife.

196 evening, text

[pain_train]

[She's basically considered this a closed door since their argument, so she's not really going to take it as necessarily anything to do with her.]

yeah sure hopefully you're having a better one than me? :)

196 - late evening - text

[ofmightandmeta]

boy or girl

196 - late evening - text

[pain_train]

[What--huh? Oh! She'd mind of thought the topic was dropped. Maine's so important to her, and he'd just been so upset by it. Maybe not, though. It all seems so much less urgent now. And yet... the thought of a family is still nice, and a family with Maine? Nicer. He'd make a really good dad, she thinks, not that she she knows what a good dad would be like, but he cares so much.]

don't think i could choose you know

what do you think?

201 - Midafternoon - Text

[ofmightandmeta]

you up for being out of the house

201 - Midafternoon - Text

[pain_train]

dunno

why

Day 207 - Voice

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

WRATH!

WHAT THE EVER LOVING HELL DID YOU DO?!

Re: Day 207 - Voice

[pain_train]

[...what the fuck? Why is he yelling? She hasn't done anything worth yelling about!]

...nothing?

Day 221 - Voicemail

[pastdoesntdefine]

[ It's a short call. Carolina doesn't like wasting time on these things. ]

Wrath.

There was a video on the network. What happened?

If anyone needs anything, let me know.

Day 221 - Voicemail

[pain_train]

I... don't really know.

I've been guarding him like this whole fucking time, Carolina, except when Orion spelled me so I could take a shower and shit. But Maine said he went home.

[Trying so hard to keep her voice steady. This is just a report.]

Well, he didn't actually say it. Because he... can't talk. Even though there's nothing wrong with his throat. I don't know what's happening.

Day 225 | Afternoon | Text

[bothbarrels]

Hey there. I woke up.

I heard you visited me.

Day 225 | Afternoon | Text

[pain_train]

hey north i'm super glad you're awake!!!! yeah york told me you went down too so i made sure to visit

how are you feeling??

229 - Text

[ofmightandmeta]

coming home soon?

Re: 229 - Text

[pain_train]

don't know still aren't making much progress but it'll be okay

are you okay do you need something i can probably leave if i need to is jellybean ok is orion ok

Day 235 - Text

[post_proelia_praemia]

hey

how you feeling?

Day 235 - Text

[pain_train]

hey orion!!!!

yeah i'm okay like they're taking good care of us so no worries how are you?

Day 250 | Afternoon | Text

[bothbarrels]

Incident at the D4 gate. I know you're probably not down here but I just want to check in and make sure you're safe.

Day 250 | Afternoon | Text

[pain_train]

confirmed safe at home base

sit rep?