The Doctor is Out (and still in at the same time?)

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

Brainiac 5, for all his 12th-level genius, is an idiot. Sometimes there's just this thing that mad scientist nerds do, a sort of super-focus that overrides all else. Brainy seems to be in that fugue state of total concentration right now, as he distractedly gets himself some food.

He's an idiot because it's been days since he's, you know, eaten, because he still hasn't slept, and because he still hasn't had his own injuries tended to. (The plant-sap is a wound sealant and antibacterial agent. It'll do for now, is his reasoning).

Even now, he's synched up his omnicom to the vitals of the few left in the MedBay, and is plinking away at it. Sam is stable, but still in his coma, or else he wouldn't have left.

"Omnicom, record under medical file for Winchester, Sam. New entry. Neural regeneration proceeding as planned, and neural grafts seems to be healing cleanly. Vital signs are stable. BP and pulse are at normal parameters, but further monitoring is advised..."

While distracted, and prone to bumping into someone else with his tray as he carries it back with him to a table to wolf down slop as quickly as he's able, he's there, if anyone has need of him, or wants to goggle at the green guy (if they're new), or wants to know why Superman wanted to beat him up.

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[girl-of-steel.livejournal.com]

Kara makes a mental note to talk to Dean later. She really hadn't meant to be so horribly bitchy towards him. She was just...concentrating on Brainy. And livid that he refused to take care of himself. Still...

"Thank you," she says, before impulsively kissing him on the cheek.

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

Brainy feels kind of bad too, but there's no need for Dean to be acting all...primitive. By his time, misogyny is nigh on unheard of in more civilized circles, and even people like Jo weren't that bad with their leering sort of male monkey behavior. Dean hadn't quite said anything particularly bad, but they'd both effectively nipped it a the bud.

He actually isn't sure what came over him. The idea of someone else implying remotely lewd things to her had caused him to be ferociously protective. Perhaps overprotective.

That, added to the kiss to his cheek, means that now he's confused.

"You're...welcome. I suppose."

[girl-of-steel.livejournal.com]

Kara, who's surprised and bright red at her kissing him - added to the fact that he's very shirtless, says nothing for the moment.

Instead, she just starts to putter and sputter and mutter about...trying to do what she can until the doctor arrives.

[cityship]

The EMH flickers on, when Brainy pushes a button for it.

"Please state the nature of the medical emergency."

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

"I have a severe abrasion on my back caused by a payload of rock salt from a projectile weapon, and unfortunately, am not a contortionist," Brainy says, plinking away at the scans and holoscreens even as the Doctor gets to work.

[cityship]

"A projectile weapon? Were there no pointed sticks available?" the Doctor snarks, and gets to work.

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

Brainy snorts, then immediately winces, and hisses through his teeth.

"Ss. Ah!"

[cityship]

"Most of the salt has been absorbed by your body, but it went remarkably deep..."

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

"It was. At close. Range." He grips the edges of the medbed.

Ow ow ow ow...

[girl-of-steel.livejournal.com]

Kara reaches out and slips her hand under Brainy's allowing him to squeeze her hand, trying to share her strength with him. It's...the very least she can do, really.

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

For all his mental fortitude, Brainy is more a lab nerd than anything else, and something of a wuss when it comes to pain, and going days without bothering with it really did not do him any favors. His muscles (and how exactly does a nerd like him have abs like that?) tighten under his skin as he tenses up.

He grasps her hand with his own. What? It's there.

[girl-of-steel.livejournal.com]

Kara's not sure how a lad nerd can have abs like that, but she's not complaining. She'd been too busy staring at his butt the last time he was naked to notice them.

Guh!

"It's almost done, Brainy. The pain's almost over."

[cityship]

"There we are. This polymer bandage will be absorbed into your skin as it heals," says the Doctor. "My scans indicate you have other injuries, however--"

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

"I can handle those myself. Your services are no longer required."

A pause. It always pays to be polite to AIs, given their possibility of sentience or obtaining it.

"Thank you."

The Doctor disappears and he lets go of Kara's hand, pretending he'd never held it in the first place, and taps a few things out on the screens, frowns briefly at Sam's before tapping something, and then he...starts stripping more, unpeeling the suit from his legs so that only the most pertinent bits are covered.

The reason for this is the fact that his legs are covered in bruises. He'd fought Robin, after all. He'd had plenty on his torso, but he'd made a quick sweep with the tissue regenerator earlier to take care of those, when he'd taken care of his face.

So, apparently, his back had been a giant mass of scrapes and scabbing, and his entire body had been banged up, and despite that, he'd gone the last few days utterly without complaint or even taking a moment to take care of himself.

Not that anyone else would know. But then, for all his bragging about his intelligence, he generally was quiet about such matters.

He's quiet now as he heals himself up, not looking at Kara, looking for all the world like a lonely child thoughtfully sticking band-aids on himself.

[girl-of-steel.livejournal.com]

Kara moves up next to him. "Brainy. Let me help. Please. Despite your personal opinion, you can't do this on your own."

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

"Actually, yes, I am quite capable of doing this on my own." Although it is hard holding the damn thing at the right angle and distance...

Blast it.

Wordlessly, he holds out the tissue regenerator to her, a slight annoyed quirk to his lips.

"Press the button. Hold it at a 90 angle, approximately two inches above the bruise, and move it in slow sweeps. A monkey could do it. In fact, were Koko not sleeping, I'd hand it over to him."

He needs his hands free for the holo-screens anyway.

[girl-of-steel.livejournal.com]

"Oh please," Kara snaps as she takes the tissue regenerator from him. "Look, Brainy," she says after she's gotten to work on him. "No one's going to think the less of you from accepting help from others. I'm not. No one else is. It's not bad to admit to needing help once in awhile." She smiles softly at him. Yes, she's being sweet. He looks like he's been through hell, and she's not going to be a snarky bitch just right now. "Just...there are some of us here who have your well-being in mind."

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

"Mm," he says noncommittally. He's...distinctly uncomfortable with her fussing over him and her continual tendencies to find excuses to touch him.

And also slightly turned on.

[girl-of-steel.livejournal.com]

Yes. It's a little obvious to her. She's actually blushing a little bit. "Great," she mutters. "Here I am tending to you, and you're just staring at your holo-screens. Typical male behavior. Apparently it literally is universal."

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

It's not that obvious, Kara. He's just a little...flushed. My isn't that a lovely shade of green.

"Multiversal. I would imagine other males on this ship engage in similar behavior. Though it's entirely possible that it's simply the need to tone you out that's common."

He can't help but smirk somewhat as he teases.

[girl-of-steel.livejournal.com]

If you weren't bruised and battered, I'd be hitting you with heat vision right now. Keep that in mind, handso...spanky." She raises an eyebrow, then, and rising so she's standing between his surprisingly muscular legs, says, "And let's not lie, Brainy. We both know you enjoy my company. You keep on pointing out how much you hate it too much to really hate it." She hands him back the device and tilts her head, shooting him her most coquettish smile. She's standing quite dangerously close to the Coluan. "And I've pretty much got you cornered, so how about you go ahead and...admit the truth?"

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

Augh, Kara, stop that, with the pointing out things he's trying to snark around to ignore.

"Nonsense."

Come on, Kara, how mean does he have to be to make you go away?

"I--"

He can't bring himself to say something suitably obnoxious to make her go running for the hills, and in fact, when she smiles at him, he fumbles and nearly drops the regenerator.

[girl-of-steel.livejournal.com]

"Youuuuu....what Brainy? You what?" Oh, my, yes. She is enjoying this quite a bit.

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

"I--I--"

He can't stop stuttering.

"I really should get back to work," he finally says, crawling over the other side of the table to get away from her, quickly pulling up and refastening his plant-suit.

[girl-of-steel.livejournal.com]

Kara narrows her eyes. "Of course. Work." Kara sets her jaw and flicks her long, blonde hair over her shoulder. "Of course. Feel better, Brainy."