Her ears were ringing and she could tell the man deep inside that glorious tech suit was talking, but she couldn't understand him to save her life. Maybe he'd resorted to a different language. She couldn't grasp the thought for long to consider what it might have been as pain continued its crashing with ever harder waves.
She was moved--scooped, really. The floor dropped out from underneath her, then the wall moved, then her nose came to rest in a thick jacket. The captain smelled of her recently cooked meal and cigarettes, and while she couldn't for the life of her determine why that seemed such a reassuring scent, she flinched through the pain and burrowed her nose in deeper. It wasn't like she knew him to enough of a degree to make that determination--all she had were his actions thus far and the direct comparison to her last shipmates.
It was nice, after all, that he didn't smell like things that reminded her of blood and rough hewn questions and impending death.
Plus she was alive with a full belly. Even if that living didn't feel too brilliant at that precise moment.
Slowly his words registered, as if it had taken her brain extra time to translate.
"You don't get many girls over, do you?" Alex panted through the hurt in a voice that scratched along the insides of her throat like a plas-saw. "Taking me to a bedroom and offering to drug me to oblivion: so smooth."
Wiping the back of her hand over her forehead left a sticky trail behind, but at least the sweat gathering there wasn't threatening to drip into her eyes any longer. She took gulps of air and her hands flexed as she tried to conquer the pain again, to haul it back in. Techniques that had worked under torture didn't seem to be working as well under this semblance of care. Her response continued in halting speech, understandable but jolting to and fro. "Do I want something for the pain: FRAG YES. But something that will make me useless? No, thank you."
Not that in her present state she was capable of...anything. She just didn't particularly want something that would make her feel like she was drifting. Nothing that would make her feel out of control in a situation that truthfully? Was completely out of her hands. That was another reason she'd agreed so swiftly to take on the repairs he mentioned: Nothing made her feel more competent and in control than working on tech. Then too, she remembered all too well that coming down off a painkiller while pain was still being inflicted hurt like she imagined it would to have a supernova shoved into multiple orifices at once. And Alex didn't want that, anymore than she wanted the pain or the fade. So a standstill it would be...unless the choice was taken from her.
Her fists curled tight. They spasmed open again on a swell of tormented nerve endings.
When he mentioned cleaning up again her freckles caught fire. No, she was in no shape to tackle a unit by herself. Of course she'd make it five. And frag it anyway but that comment meant he had seen her roll off the couch while he'd been working over her meal--or one of his cameras had. She tipped up a corner of her mouth in a rueful smile. "Nnn...Alex, could you be any more pathetic right now?" she asked, aloud and gruffly and frustrated, and then added to herself--she thought--Just rest. You don't need a rinse. Honest.
"It seems I've already destroyed this blanket," she joked in a rasp to Zasz. "So I might as well stay put."
It also seemed that nausea had been waiting for that statement to make itself known, and her stomach turned as if her body were rebelling physically against the decision. If she couldn't stand herself, it would make recovery even more time-consuming and she'd be all the more pitiful...and useless longer still. She grabbed for his sleeve, wincing as the pain threatened to drown the flesh involved with the fast movement in terrified screams. "I'm kidding, I can't--Please don't leave me lying here in this."
Begging was perhaps more uncomfortable than pain.
She was moved--scooped, really. The floor dropped out from underneath her, then the wall moved, then her nose came to rest in a thick jacket. The captain smelled of her recently cooked meal and cigarettes, and while she couldn't for the life of her determine why that seemed such a reassuring scent, she flinched through the pain and burrowed her nose in deeper. It wasn't like she knew him to enough of a degree to make that determination--all she had were his actions thus far and the direct comparison to her last shipmates.
It was nice, after all, that he didn't smell like things that reminded her of blood and rough hewn questions and impending death.
Plus she was alive with a full belly. Even if that living didn't feel too brilliant at that precise moment.
Slowly his words registered, as if it had taken her brain extra time to translate.
"You don't get many girls over, do you?" Alex panted through the hurt in a voice that scratched along the insides of her throat like a plas-saw. "Taking me to a bedroom and offering to drug me to oblivion: so smooth."
Wiping the back of her hand over her forehead left a sticky trail behind, but at least the sweat gathering there wasn't threatening to drip into her eyes any longer. She took gulps of air and her hands flexed as she tried to conquer the pain again, to haul it back in. Techniques that had worked under torture didn't seem to be working as well under this semblance of care. Her response continued in halting speech, understandable but jolting to and fro. "Do I want something for the pain: FRAG YES. But something that will make me useless? No, thank you."
Not that in her present state she was capable of...anything. She just didn't particularly want something that would make her feel like she was drifting. Nothing that would make her feel out of control in a situation that truthfully? Was completely out of her hands. That was another reason she'd agreed so swiftly to take on the repairs he mentioned: Nothing made her feel more competent and in control than working on tech. Then too, she remembered all too well that coming down off a painkiller while pain was still being inflicted hurt like she imagined it would to have a supernova shoved into multiple orifices at once. And Alex didn't want that, anymore than she wanted the pain or the fade. So a standstill it would be...unless the choice was taken from her.
Her fists curled tight. They spasmed open again on a swell of tormented nerve endings.
When he mentioned cleaning up again her freckles caught fire. No, she was in no shape to tackle a unit by herself. Of course she'd make it five. And frag it anyway but that comment meant he had seen her roll off the couch while he'd been working over her meal--or one of his cameras had. She tipped up a corner of her mouth in a rueful smile. "Nnn...Alex, could you be any more pathetic right now?" she asked, aloud and gruffly and frustrated, and then added to herself--she thought--Just rest. You don't need a rinse. Honest.
"It seems I've already destroyed this blanket," she joked in a rasp to Zasz. "So I might as well stay put."
It also seemed that nausea had been waiting for that statement to make itself known, and her stomach turned as if her body were rebelling physically against the decision. If she couldn't stand herself, it would make recovery even more time-consuming and she'd be all the more pitiful...and useless longer still. She grabbed for his sleeve, wincing as the pain threatened to drown the flesh involved with the fast movement in terrified screams. "I'm kidding, I can't--Please don't leave me lying here in this."
Begging was perhaps more uncomfortable than pain.
Dreams come in a size too big so we can grow into them.
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