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Post by Drake on Nov 29, 2019 9:26:47 GMT -8
Drake had been in and out of consciousness for days after the whole ordeal. Only awake long enough to check on Melody and get something resembling food and drink before succumbing to darkness once again. It wasn't the physical effects that had him this way, but rather the mental ordeal he went through... even in his Simi-coma state he would have the reoccurring nightmare of Melody holding his face with a bloody hand, as the light faded from her eyes and the color from her skin. Followed directly by seeing an entire world go dark with his demise... Drake would wake up and look at his stump. He shook his head.
"I can't wallow here forever."
He would look at the Beautiful glowing green flower.
"I wonder what you would have to say about me staying in bed for this long. Ha, you'd probably get upset and try to tell me it was all ok."
He sat up and rubbed his face, and he sighed.
"I'm going to be gone for a couple days. Going to see if there is something we can do about my arm. The missing one. I promise I'll send someone to take care of you while I'm away."
With that he would get up and get dressed. Putting on a casual pair of blue Jean's and a black shirt. He would wash his face. Then he would be off... with a limp...
"Ugh, looks like my other injuries aren't completely healed either... fuck."
He would say as he hobbled over. But now it was even more evident that he needed to see a doctor. So he would continue to attempt to hobble/limp to the medical station!
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Post by Avice Locke on Nov 29, 2019 14:47:52 GMT -8
He wouldn't make it far before seeing Avice with a plate of food heading his way. The child strapped to her back was making bubbly noises while playing with the curls that were not in a thick bun at the back of her head. The food was a thin and creamy soup from the looks of it.
Her face was softer than it could ever be, she was looking at him with a slight smile of relief and a warm glimmer of hope in her eyes. "Oi... I thought ya'd ne'er snap from that fog... I was right thinkin' ya were cursed. Not sure ya even noticed I was bringin' ya food but ya would see that flower and still be fightin' the good fight."
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Post by Drake on Nov 29, 2019 15:27:04 GMT -8
So, that's where all the food was coming from, he was too delirious to question it before, but now he was shocked and surprised.
"Oh... thank you."
He would say standing up a bit to look her in the eye.
"I hadn't noticed honestly... I haven't been entirely here recently. It was only just this morning I could get out of bed and move around a significant amount."
He would lean against the wall and rest for a moment.
"But, even this is still a bit difficult to do much of."
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Post by Avice Locke on Nov 30, 2019 0:20:39 GMT -8
She looked him over one more as she had while he was in his funk.
"Well I won't ask ya what happened... Ya can count on that mate, the way I see it if ya don't want to talk about it then don't and just be glad ya be 'ere to continue." She nodded. "I appreciate the thanks though, I expected a "fuck off" or somethin'. Ya ought to take advantage of a Prota tank I 'ear good ones regenerate limbs. If not I know a crafts man who'd like to tinker ya up a prosthetic."
"Ya 'ave an appetite, ya can sit and rest a moment more to eat, aye?" She raised the bowl to draw his attention. "Wee babe is 'eavy enough for a time." Translation; her arms were tired.
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Post by Drake on Nov 30, 2019 11:23:13 GMT -8
"Sure, a rest sounds nice."
He would say as he lowered himself to the ground and leaned against the wall with a heavy sigh.
"I didn't think moving would hurt so bad."
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Post by Avice Locke on Nov 30, 2019 20:39:49 GMT -8
She would kneel beside him placing the bowl at his side within reach.
She started unclipping the noisy infant for her back. " Ya likely
'ave whiplash... Ya made a crater when ya landed. But in truth too trauma of the mind and 'eart is felt in the body --.
The child made an exceptionally loud coo interrupting her. She chuckled. "Derik been a chatterbox, I apologise... Discovering 'ims voice is all." He was not but a few months old and is not much bigger that when Drake saw him last a peaky eyed potato not is a wide eyed potato feeling his way into the world.
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Post by Drake on Nov 30, 2019 22:06:16 GMT -8
Drake didnt really feel hungry. He was in too much pain to feel much of anything else. But, still, she had gone through the effort to bring it to him... he would reach out and pick up the spoon and shakily bring it to his mouth spilling some of the broth as he did so. Eating was surprisingly harder with the missing limb than one would think.
"Landed... I'm not sure that the term is entirely accurate. More accurately I think it would be to say that I was suddenly thrust back into this world."
He would say as he went for another spoonful of the soup. Maybe he was hungry after all...
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Post by Avice Locke on Nov 30, 2019 22:26:24 GMT -8
She picked back up the bowl with a wrestled free hand. "Hm... If that's the case I figured you were used to being given the boot out of the door... Here this is why I made soup. Even when I brought you sandwiches or an English breakfast you barely chewed and half of it fell from your lips." She brought the bowl to his mouth. "Truth too soup digests a little too easily for a guy like you, you certainly... It's not substantial.
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Post by Drake on Nov 30, 2019 23:00:22 GMT -8
He sipped the soup from the bowl and set aside the spoon grabbing the bowl with his own hands. That was much easier. Huh... such a thoughtful action... I bet that's something Melody would've-
"Ha, while an accurate statement, in this case it's less I was kicked out and more like I escaped. And the way I got back, that crater, was my punishment for how I did so... though I deserved a lot worse than what o recieved."
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Post by Avice Locke on Nov 30, 2019 23:29:35 GMT -8
"Then by someone's mercy... Ya weren't. My advice... Don't waste it, once ya finish drinkin' this, let's get ya to some aid. I am sure my cooking is bland but tolerable for my years on the road. "Ya comfortable to talk about it ya be welcome to, I'll listen but I'll not pry. The look ya 'ad on yar face since ya got back... Somethin' broke ya good and while now is good to see but take the time ya need to 'eal a bit... Or else ya might stay broken." Her expression was firm and trusting.
She knew more of Drake's situation than most and the fact Raikotsu wasn't able to share his concern with his half dead child she felt maybe this was how she might make up for it. Suppose it is assuming too much and suppose it was none of her business. Still it didn't sit right just staying out of it. Her intentions were pure even if it was a bit selfish.
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Post by Drake on Nov 30, 2019 23:48:48 GMT -8
Drake was silent for a moment as he ate more soup.
"Its not that I don't want to talk about it. In fact, I think I would like to... but, my tale is... well, to say it is unbelievable is a bit of an understatement."
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Post by Avice Locke on Nov 30, 2019 23:52:39 GMT -8
"I've traveled from a corner of The Great Land across to the Oriental lands to get 'ere... Not much I 'aven't seen or wouldn't believe. Ya can try me if it will aid ya." She grinned a bit.
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Post by Drake on Dec 1, 2019 0:04:45 GMT -8
Drake chuckled humorlessly.
"While I'm sure you stories are impressive. I think I have you beat."
He would drink more of the soup before speaking again.
"I met a deity. A real one. Not just those claiming to be gods over in New Olympus. At least, I think he was a god, if not he is close to it. When I saw his... soul? His Essence? It was so overwhelming that it was worse than staring into the sun. He then... made it so I existed outside of time itself... watching as multiple universes were born and destroyed before I finally landed in another world... a world where humanity was nearly extinct, punished by their gods for rejecting them. While there I dreamt of multiple lifetimes, or maybe outcomes? I'm not sure... all I know is that in order to free myself, and that world I decided to kill myself. In doing so I destroyed that world and everything in it. Then I woke up in the crater."
He drank his soup. Not once during his story did he look at her, he was replaying the whole thing in his mind. Watching it all over again.
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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 1, 2019 0:12:37 GMT -8
"Oi, oi..." She placed a hand in his chest to bring him back. "You're right that don't make a lotta sense I can't even lie... But that a bloody pair of 'ands... Well a bloody 'and ya might be seein'... But Yar not to blame. That was a cruel Diety that put ya through the ringer."
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Post by Drake on Dec 1, 2019 0:19:18 GMT -8
He shook his head as he was snapped back to reality.
"Probably. But I did fail the first challenge he presented me. I was chosen. But for what. I do not yet know."
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