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trans_92011-07-30 11:50 pm
craaazyisland) wrote in trans_92011-07-30 11:50 pm
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Get up, get back on your feet [OPEN]
The Bleed looked a lot the same whether you were looking at it upside down or right side up. Good to know.
Steve was sitting on one of the chairs in the obs deck... slouching, really, a typical teenage slouch, his head tilted off to the side and his hair hanging in his face as he stared out the window. He was fighting off the end of one of his dizzy spells, the ones that always hit about an hour after his weekly treatments in medbay. He looked a little more pale than usual, and a close inspection would notice the greenish veins trailing up his left arm towards his tattoo, but the spell was finally passing and he'd be back on his feet in a little bit.
He already knew from past experience that there was little point in trying to exert himself until it was over... otherwise they might find him unconscious in the middle of the mess hall again. That had stirred up a few conspiracies about what was really in the food, and was really more trouble than it was worth. He didn't want to freak out Kaylee, either, particularly when she'd been so nice in helping get him situated in the Engineering department.
Yes... for once, Steve didn't have a whole lot to be cynical about.
Hell, it might even be safe to make some small talk with him.
Steve was sitting on one of the chairs in the obs deck... slouching, really, a typical teenage slouch, his head tilted off to the side and his hair hanging in his face as he stared out the window. He was fighting off the end of one of his dizzy spells, the ones that always hit about an hour after his weekly treatments in medbay. He looked a little more pale than usual, and a close inspection would notice the greenish veins trailing up his left arm towards his tattoo, but the spell was finally passing and he'd be back on his feet in a little bit.
He already knew from past experience that there was little point in trying to exert himself until it was over... otherwise they might find him unconscious in the middle of the mess hall again. That had stirred up a few conspiracies about what was really in the food, and was really more trouble than it was worth. He didn't want to freak out Kaylee, either, particularly when she'd been so nice in helping get him situated in the Engineering department.
Yes... for once, Steve didn't have a whole lot to be cynical about.
Hell, it might even be safe to make some small talk with him.
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Yeah. He's pretty far gone on her.
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He smiled a little. "With a description like that, she should be easy to pick out of a crowd. If I meet her, should I pass along your compliments?"
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Steve turned somewhere around the same shade as his hair at the question. "Oh, uh... well, if you feel like it. She's not hard to spot. She's tiny and Japanese. And usually wearing pink."
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Zouichi straightened, dusting himself off. It looked like Steve was more or less all right, which meant he should be getting back to patrol. "Anyway, I should be going. It was nice meeting you. Oh, and if you need any flowers for a corsage or anything, please let me know."
He was pretty sure Eva or Alastirra would be willing to donate some plants for a worthy cause.
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