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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Jan 31, 2010 22:42:37 GMT -8
His enemy.... his left hand. He couldn't use it for... well, anything. On top of that he couldn't use his extra arms yet here he was, abandoned. Though he wasn't completely abandoned, if he called someone would answer. And I mean, Gale would probably tell him to go to hell but he may just be able to convince Sara....
That.... that's just.... I don't think she could ever..... there's no way in hell she'd.... would she? Maybe I should... just try to ask her....
"SARA!" He called out, "HEY SARA WHERE ARE YOU?"
He decided it was best to sit tight and wait for her to help him given his current problem he was facing. If not he'd just have to try himself... but using his left hand would just.... be awkward.
So Matrim sat and waited, on his throne so to speak, wanting to know a simple answer to a simple question.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Jan 31, 2010 22:53:44 GMT -8
Sara and Gale were in the living room, Sara sitting on the floor with Shayne, Gale on the couch watching tv. "Who's my big boy?" Sara had Shayne's little hands in her own, and was holding him up on his feet. He was doing a damn fine job of standing on his own now, with some support, and was actually trying to walk, to take steps. The whole thing had Sara so amazed, every time she looked at Shayne she wanted to vomit rainbows in happiness. "Shayne is my big boy~!" The baby giggled and took another couple steps closer to her. Gale chuckled softly, clicking to change he channel.
"SARA! HEY SARA WHERE ARE YOU?"
Both Sara's and Gale's heads turned at the same time, looking towards the stairs. Sara glanced at Gale. "Wonder what he wants..."
"Don't know, don't care." She went back to staring at her tv while Sara contemplated what to do. "Well... I best check it out, can you watch Shayne for a second?"
She spoke while Sara pushed to her feet, picking up Shayne as she stood, and carried him over to Gale. "That's what I was hired to do, but since you came here, you've made that part of my job a ton easier. Now all I do is heal the two of you." She cackled as Sara turned away and headed towards the stairs to go to their room.
Reaching the door to their bedroom washroom, she leaned against the wall and knocked lightly. "You called me...?" She felt terrible. She knew he was having trouble with his hand being out of commission, and it was all her fault. Every time she knew he was having trouble with something she felt absolutely rotten, to the point that she would do anything for him... And she had a slight feeling that he was using that to his advantage. But sadly, since it was her fault, there was nothing she could do about that.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Jan 31, 2010 23:02:29 GMT -8
"You called me...?" She said and Matrim had a silly grin on his face as he thought about asking, and then didn't, and then calmed himself down, he was giggling so hard but he kept it absolutely quiet until finally he took a deep breath and answered her.
"Uhh yeah I uhm. I..... am sorta having trouble using my left hand to...." He paused and nearly died of laughter but regained his composure adding, "Clean myself."
Oh God she's either going to flip or actually do it... God if she does it I don't know how I'll keep a straight face I'll probably shit mys--- .... .... . oh God that'd be bad <_<.....
"I uhh.... I mean if I absolutely had to I guess I could try but I was wondering if maybe you could...."
Give me a hand doesn't exactly.... actually it fits PERFECTLY.
"Give me a hand...."
Get ready for the shit storm..... pun intended.
Matrim was almost about to die from holding in his laughter. He prayed to God she said no and left so he could laugh without being heard and consequently murdered in a cold bloody wrath that was Sara angry. Especially considering he was out of commission for fighting at his full level for a bit.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Jan 31, 2010 23:16:08 GMT -8
For a moment... Everything was quiet. She chewed her lip nervously, fidgeting outside the door as she waited for him. Oh god, what the HELL could he want from her in there? He hadn't called her from the bathroom yet, so whatever he wanted, maybe it wasn't that... bad... >_>" Please god, just let him want some toilet paper..."Uhh yeah I uhm. I..... am sorta having trouble using my left hand to...." Oh god no please... If you have any mercy, PLEASE! Don't let it be that..."Clean myself."Crap...-- I MEAN! SHIT! GODDAMIT! D<<<<<<<<<< Sara's face turned redder then she ever thought possible. She literally thought she could melt an egg on her face right now. What the hell do I do?! "I uh... I guess... Gale....?" "Fuck NO! He's your problem!" How the hell did she hear me...? "I uhh.... I mean if I absolutely had to I guess I could try but I was wondering if maybe you could...."Sara was almost in tears now, hugging herself. She hadn't signed up for this when she married him. How was she supposed to have known that she would beat the crap out of him--.... And then subsequently have to wipe his ass because of an injury. Please god, strike me down here and now!
"Give me a hand...."TTT.TTT He so just went there... Matrim had won. Those magic words. She would have done anything for him. From inside, she could hear small noises, almost like sobbing. Oh no... Was he...? Was he really crying? Was this THAT embarrassing for him?! And here she was thinking such cruel things about him... She rammed her shoulder into the door, bursting it open dramatically and stalked into the bathroom, holding out her hand for the toilet paper. Her gaze was glued to the floor, her face so red it was a wonder she hadn't passed out. "Please don't cry... I'm sorry, I'll help you... Just don't cry..." She was actually shaking as she waited, her mind completely blocking this shit-- ... Ordeal out. |
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Jan 31, 2010 23:23:38 GMT -8
"Please don't cry... I'm sorry, I'll help you... Just don't cry..."
The sad truth was that he was crying. Quite hysterically so from laughter, but laughter and crying sounded a lot like each other in these stages. Both hysterics as he looked over to her, being able to squeeze out the words, "I'm so pathetic........" He said, and it was true. He was pathetic, I mean to go so far for a joke. But the real kicker was that it seemed she was going to do it.
So he turned his head away and went, "I... I think this might go a lot easier if we didn't look into each others eyes...." He said as he turned away. He leaned forward slightly and waited. Thankfully this would be a very short and painless process. But as soon as this shit was over with, he would be laughing so hard. Oh yeah, she was going to KILL him after this. Like, he may have to eat through a tube.
That is, if he'd be able to eat anything at all.... that wasn't fed via IV.....
Yes. This... was going to be the moment that the shit hit the fan.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Jan 31, 2010 23:32:39 GMT -8
"I'm so pathetic........"
Oh god no... A tear rolled down her cheek. How the hell had her life come to this? What sort of shit had she gotten herself into when she had said her vows? "Don't say that... You're... You're not... This is my fault, I should have been more careful..." Another tear, small drops dripping off her cheeks to the floor below.
"I... I think this might go a lot easier if we didn't look into each others eyes...."
"I... I understand..." The idea tore through her heart that he was that embarrassed about her doing this. If it was Gale, he probably wouldn't have cared, but he couldn't look at her? His own wife?
She grabbed the roll and tore off a wad of toiler paper, stepping forward. She sadly turned her head away as she stood silent at his side, her fingers brushing gently against his shoulder. She had to sniffle, snot running from her nose from her crying, but she held it in, hoping he wouldn't notice and feel worse because she was crying. "So... I guess... I'll just..." She leaned down slightly... God, please save me from this crap, why do you put through so much shit? My mom always said that you build the back to hold the burden, but I'm so small... I think you have me mixed up with a quarterback or something...
*Short lived time skip*
Sara turned and walked out of the bathroom, shaking and completely cold. She didn't know why she felt cold, but she knew she would never be the same again after what had just happened.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Jan 31, 2010 23:45:16 GMT -8
"Don't say that... You're... You're not... This is my fault, I should have been more careful... I... I understand... So... I guess... I'll just..." She started to say, and then Matrim knew what was coming... the good thing was he knew it'd be over in just a moment. And then....
...when it was all over he got up and zipped up and was ready to go. She seemed to look like her spirit was dead. And then once his business had been given a proper burial he moved onto his bedroom where he started frantically laughing. He couldn't stop... in fact, even knowing full well that to his right was a window that would cause him to fall two stories, he didn't care, he couldn't stop laughing.
"I CANT BELIEVE!" He yelled as he laughed hysterically, "YOU ACTUALLY.... OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU!" He said. And it was the truth, he needed her help, he really did it was just... oh my god he couldn't stop laughing and he didn't know why!
I'm... a dead man. A bona fide stiff. Might as well bag and tag me now because I'm a dead corpse walking. Is dead corpse a little redundant?
He pondered this during his impending doom.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Jan 31, 2010 23:57:30 GMT -8
Sara turned after leaving the bathroom and headed towards the door to go back into the hallway. She didn't think she would ever be the same. Somehow, the walls seemed darker, the sun streaming through the windows not as bright, the sound of her baby downstairs not as enticing. What the hell was wrong with her? What had he done to her?
TT.TT He broke me...
She heard the toilet flush behind her and let out another fresh wave of tears. Where had her life gone so wrong? She ran an arm under her snotty nose and was almost out of the room when...
"I CANT BELIEVE! YOU ACTUALLY.... OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU!"
... The laughter continued behind her, with no sign of stopping. Her eyes were wide, red and teary still, her cheeks wet from the tears that were still dripping off her chin. He was... laughing at her? Couldn't believe she had done it?
She spun to face him, her mouth open in shock, her eyes wide. "What do you... mean..?" Her fists clenched at her sides as she started to shake again, this time in anger. She dropped her gaze to the floor, refusing to look at him as she tried to reign in her emotions. "Do you think this is a JOKE!? Is this FUNNY to you!? Oh yeah, this shit's a RIOT isn't it!?" When she turned her eyes on him, she was glaring daggers. If looks could have killed, he'd have burst into flames... Flames that actually hurt him =___="
"I need to TALK to you... Outside..." She flicked her wrist at him, activating her qi and trying to burst him through the window behind him. As soon as he broke through the glass, she ran forward, planting a foot on the edge of the window sill and jumping down. With her qi, the landing was quite that bad for her. She stumbled as she tried to keep her feet, but was otherwise unharmed.
OOC - Posts till next burst - 2
Strength: 257
Dexterity: 342
Charisma: 105
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Feb 1, 2010 0:20:34 GMT -8
"What do you... mean..? Do you think this is a JOKE!? Is this FUNNY to you!? Oh yeah, this shit's a RIOT isn't it!?"
Matrim has startled the witch.
"I need to TALK to you... Outside..."
Her wrist flicked and he was bursted through the window, the glass breaking behind him and he fell back to the ground below. He hit hard as his ribs screamed in pain at him, he coughed up what he hoped wasn't blood as he leaned to the side. She jumped down, and he slowly started to get up, pushing off of his good hand as he got up he turned to her.
He was still laughing and he said, "It's not a joke... I really just.. for some reason I can't stop..." He said this laughing the whole way through, his bad hand going to his ribs, as if trying to nurture the wound, "I can't... I can't handle laughing, it hurts too fucking much!" He said as tears kept streaming. This time, from pain. He had been laughing too hard. You think breathing is bad with busted ribs? Try busted ribs, falling two floors onto your back, laughing, and zero pain medication.
The only thing soothing his nerves was tea, "Please Sara," He said laughing, "Forgive me I don't think I can survive another blow...." He kept laughing and collapsed to his knees, "Please... I'm grateful... so grateful baby but please let me go this once...." He kept laughing as his bandages got slightly red around the ribs. He had torn a suture...
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 2, 2010 17:46:03 GMT -8
Gaining back her balance, her fists clenched at her sides, she glared at him. How DARE he?! How could DO something like that to her, and then LAUGH!? She waited until he was back on his feet, which she knew was a mistake on her part, but the guilt of putting him in this position, and doubt about his intentions held her back.
But he was still laughing... She started to shake as she dropped her gaze to stare at the ground, not really seeing, just refusing to let him even think she was looking at him.
"It's not a joke... I really just.. for some reason I can't stop... I can't... I can't handle laughing, it hurts too fucking much!"
If he thinks he's hurting now... Just wait... Go ahead, keep laughing... Keep talking...
"Please Sara... Forgive me I don't think I can survive another blow.... Please... I'm grateful... so grateful baby but please let me go this once...."
Was that sarcasm she heard? Was he being sarcastic now as well? She took a few small steps forward, lifting her gaze. Her eyes roamed over the growing red spot on his bandages. He really was hurting wasn't he? But it wasn't enough... Another couple steps and she raised her arm, pointing at him.
Then she poked that finger into the wound on his side, roughly jabbing him with her finger. "I'm still not satisfied." Again, she poked him. "I'm getting there, but it's not good enough." And once more. "I know what you're doing, what you think. And there is no way you could suffer enough to please me." PMS? Possible >_>"
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Charisma: 105
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Feb 2, 2010 17:57:09 GMT -8
"I'm still not satisfied. I'm getting there, but it's not good enough. I know what you're doing, what you think. And there is no way you could suffer enough to please me." She said as she poked him repeatedly in the side, he screamed out in pain, but on the plus side he stopped laughing as a result. Which in the end actually kind of helped him, relieving the constant amount of pain for short term.
"Oh thank fucking god...." He said as he looked up at Sara, "Yeah I know but... look I know that up there was wrong, but as embarrassing as it is to say it I truly needed your help. And it really showed how much you love me, and I appreciate that okay, baby?" He said moving in to give her a hug, "I love you so much."
I hope I can just get a hug in. Hell those things hurt enough as of now so she shouldn't have a problem hugging me. I just hope she doesn't crush me internally with this one...
His sides hurt a lot and he needed to get inside, so assuming something bad didn't happen with the hug he'd say, "Can we go back in? I should probably go lay down... maybe on the couch so we can watch some television... we can watch whatever you want baby."
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 2, 2010 21:21:15 GMT -8
"... And it really showed how much you love me, and I appreciate that okay, baby?"
Her pokes had gotten some very interesting and much appreciated noises of pain from him and she now stood there, chewing the inside of her lip as he moved in for a hug. Honestly, she didn't know what was wrong with her. She had just blasted her injured boyfriend through a window. What the hell was she thinking!? To top it off, his injuries were her fault. There was nothing to do but believe him and forgive his laughter. God... She really was a bitch wasn't she?
"I love you so much."
She pushed her face into his chest as she wrapped her arms around his waist, breathing deeply, taking in his smell and the feel of him. She was gentle, surprisingly. And she stood for a moment, just letting herself practically melt into him.
"Can we go back in? I should probably go lay down... maybe on the couch so we can watch some television... we can watch whatever you want baby."
"Ya... You're right..." She gave him one good hard squeeze, letting him know that he still wasn't getting off that easy, and then she let him go. Turning back to the house she stared up at the broken window as she headed towards the door. "We should probably move into a guest room until that's fixed shouldn't we?"
When she pushed through the door, Gale was nowhere to be seen, but she could be heard upstairs, walking around. Chances were, they would hear from her soon enough. She led the way into the house and past the couch, heading for the kitchen . "Did you want something? Anything to eat or drink?" The moment she stepped into the kitchen though, her stomach flopped around uncomfortable, and she wrapped an arm around herself. I have to be coming down with something...
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Feb 2, 2010 21:31:39 GMT -8
"Ya... You're right..."
UMPF!!
"We should probably move into a guest room until that's fixed shouldn't we?" She asked as he recovered from being squeezed. Heading toward the door and following her into the house. He thought about it, and it seemed like a smart idea given the window and whatnot. It'd probably be pretty cold this time of year to stay in a room with a gaping hole where a window used to be.
"Yeah, sounds like a plan," Matrim said as they entered the room. He moved to the touch and laid down as she headed into the kitchen. As he sat down he laid back and using a throw pillow he propped his head up comfortably. He wasn't feeling too good, but that was alright considering he could have been feeling on the verge of death had Sara still been upset with him.
"Did you want something? Anything to eat or drink?" She asked him.
"Uhh, yeah sure," Matrim said, "Not all that hungry but a cup of tea would be nice... not to be stereotypical of myself or anything."
He grabbed the controller and turned the television on, looking for something good. Scrolling through the channels he saw Teen Mom, Say Yes To The Dress, and a few other shows Sara liked. Part of him panicked that they'd watch them so he quickly turned it to something that he could enjoy that she would enjoy too. Which sadly wasn't wrestling... but hey, mythbusters was a pretty cool show.
Huh....
He would put the remote on the coffee table and just lay there for awhile zoning out to the television.
"WHAT IN THE HELL!" A voice came from upstairs. Matrim ignored it.
If you just ignore she'll go away....
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 2, 2010 21:45:42 GMT -8
"Uhh, yeah sure... Not all that hungry but a cup of tea would be nice... not to be stereotypical of myself or anything."
Sara laughed in an attempt to pretend that nothing was wrong. She glanced around the kitchen as her stomach churned disgustingly. Taking a moment to catch her breath, rubbing her hand gently over her stomach, she decided that maybe a cup of tea might actually do her good. Tea and a piece of dry toast. That might help...
She moved into the kitchen, turning on the kettle and grabbing cups, then popping some bread into the toaster, then she leaned back against the counter, taking a deep breath as the feeling finally passed. In the living room, she heard the tv flick to Mythbusters. At least she had that to look forward to. The kettle started to boil and she poured the cups just as her toast popped up. Quite proud of her timing, she carried the stuff into the living room when...
"WHAT IN THE HELL!"
Sara visibly flinched, sloshing some tea over the side of the mug and onto the carpet. "Crap..." There was a lot of loud banging and cursing coming from upstairs. Quickly, Sara handed Matrim his cup of tea and then dropped to the floor in front of the couch, pretending nothing had happened.
Gale came down the stairs in a huge huff. "Either of you mind telling me what happened up there?"
Sara turned and looked at her, all innocence. "No... Maybe you should ask Matrim though..." She dipped her toast into her tea and took a bite, paling as her stomach started to act up again. This was getting ridiculous.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Feb 2, 2010 21:53:48 GMT -8
"No... Maybe you should ask Matrim though..."
Traitor....
"I'm hurt, get over it. Hurt people do stupid things-"
"No, YOU do stupid things. I just want to know what stupid thing you did."
"I tried putting a shirt on, got stuck, tripped and fell through the window. You'd be surprised the type of damage I can do whenever I trip into something. I mean, the whole body tenses up and then bam," Matrim said. Looking back at her and said, "Don't worry I'll have it fixed first thing tomorrow alright? Besides, this is my-"
"OUR."
"-our house... which I o... which Sara and I own."
He smiled down at Sara, correcting himself before she could and then looked back at the television. He didn't take any of his tea yet, mostly relaxing and watching the television.
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How the hell did she hear me...?