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bobbie draper ([personal profile] marineris) wrote2018-05-17 06:18 pm

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"This is Bobbie Draper. I'll get back to you."
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[personal profile] donkeyballs 2018-08-16 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ He knocked on the door, the knock not quite as hard as it had been a few days ago, when almost his entire arm was metal, but not quite as soft as it would be if he was fully recovered. Not that anyone could see it - he wrapped his hands up and kept his jumpsuit zipped up the entire way, the MCRN logo still proud and clear on his chest. That part of him was well kept, even if he was falling into disarray in other ways. ]

It's me. [ He murmured to the door. He knew she didn't really want to see anyone, but he also knew she'd let him in anyway. ]
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[personal profile] donkeyballs 2018-08-16 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ He offers her a warm, sympathetic smile, his arms laden with cloth for bandages as well as a plate of food. ]

Hope you're hungry. [ He steps in past her, automatically walking over to the sink so he can put the bandages down on the edge, then turning back toward her with the plate. ]

I think it's supposed to be Carbonara.
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[personal profile] donkeyballs 2018-08-16 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, I'm right as rain. [ He smiles, warmly, and it's not that he's lying, exactly, so much as that he means he's feeling better.

He gestures for her to sit, and then hands her the plate - with a fork - before wandering over to start pulling the bandages into strips. ]


Seems everyone is startin' to come round the worst of it, which I'll admit, is a hell of a relief. You feelin' any better?
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[personal profile] donkeyballs 2018-08-16 03:37 am (UTC)(link)

Well, you know. My joints have been so stiff that it's better to keep a move on, anyhow.

[ So yeah, the latter. ]

Wouldn't say no to a little sleep, but. After we get you sorted out.

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[personal profile] donkeyballs 2018-08-16 03:47 am (UTC)(link)

Alright, one minute. [ He finishes pulling the bandages he was working on, then comes back with a small bundle of them and sits down next to her, putting them in his lap. ]

Gonna have to replace the old ones, Gunny.

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[personal profile] donkeyballs 2018-08-16 03:57 am (UTC)(link)

Better. Almost looks like it's old self again, but it's still pretty damn stiff. [ He doesn't move to show her, though, and his hand is still wrapped up. At least it's obviously a fresh wrapping. ]

[ He also doesn't move to rush her. Instead he just leans into her as she leans against him, and presses a warm - but scratchy - kiss to her forehead. ] Don't you go worryin' about me. I got off light.

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[personal profile] donkeyballs 2018-08-16 04:13 am (UTC)(link)

That's about the thick of it, yeah. [ He sounded amused, like he was making fun of himself. ]

I'm perfectly capable of feelin' pretty damn sorry for myself when required, but it ain't, at the moment. I'm alright, and I'm feelin' better. Soon this'll just be another mildly traumatic memory an' nothin' more.