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considers ([personal profile] considers) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2017-07-17 01:39 pm

Through all the pain

the self-indulgent hurt/comfort shipping kink* masterpost meme
* "kink" here being used very loosely and not necessarily involving sex

In order to avoid long extrapolation, I'll say one thing: I've noticed that people like what I call "h/c shipping kink." Kink may not be the right word - sex need not be involved - but essentially, crappy things happen to our characters in their crapsack worlds in canon all the time. Sometimes, we like to see them happy. Or relatively happier. And less evil and more adjusted, for those of us who play those types. It's all very self-indulgent.

And, as you can tell from my username, I'm going to be compiling memes that have, for some reason, got micromanaged into ridiculous niches when they should all be under one umbrella. This first project is to wrangle up all the "caretaking" themed shipping memes. Basically, one character cares for the other, be it physically, emotionally, or otherwise. There is also shipping.

The end goal is to weed down redundant memes and, maybe, make this an all-purpose post!

  • You know the protocol.
  • Comment with your characters and preferences. Also, be sure to include whether your character would be the caretaker, the cared for, or if you can play either.
  • Reply to others.

  1. Physically Hurt: The traditional h/c scenario. Your partner is hurt, and you break out the bandages to patch them up and give them a shoulder to lean on. May also come with the Florence Nightingale effect, where the "patient" falls in love with the "nurse" thanks to their care.
  2. Emotionally Hurt: You can't put bandages on wounded egos and souls, but you can try your best.
  3. Illness: You're with someone who's sick - maybe even with a long-term, chronic, or mortal illness.
  4. Trauma: Like emotional hurt, this is not an easy cure, and it's even deeper. There will also be blowback on the one trying to care for their traumatized loved one.
  5. Mortality: You're struggling with the fact that one partner may die sooner than the other because of lifestyle or species reasons.
  6. The One Left Behind: One side of the ship is the person left at home to wait and worry.
  7. Triumphant Return: They're finally back and in one piece! Celebrate in the way you two deem best.
  8. Changed by Your Love: You're finding yourself a better person now that you're with them.
  9. Pulled from Depression: You saw no reason to live before you met them.
  10. Physical Protector/Bodyguard: It started out as protection. It became more.
  11. Pure/Impure: You two have varying alignments and varying experiences. Does this affect your relationship?
  12. Remember: Or actually, you can't. You've lost everything about your identity, including your past memories. Needless to say, you may cling to the one person who's helping you. You also may not want to remember your old life.
  13. In a Bad Situation: You're in a dangerous scenario - being hunted, prisoners, bruised and beaten and brought to a strange place - and all you have to rely on is each other. You've been thrown into the fire together and you have to survive.
  14. Inexperienced: Whether it be in romance, sex, or the world in general, one part of the pairing is teaching the other part the ropes. This can encompass so-called "innocence kinks" or age differences.
  15. I Thought I Lost You: Their injuries were so substantial that you thought they were done for. Now, you have to deal with your own emotional
  16. Gentle, Loving Smut: AKA sexual healing and all gentle smut memes or memes that focus on emotional attachment.
  17. Bad Sexual Experience: Similar to the above option, but including sexual baggage that one partner must prove does not always apply.
  18. Trust Issues: One of you has a hard time trusting the other. There may be jealousy involved here.
  19. Unexpected Caretaker: You'd think the sweet one would take care of the dour one, but it's the opposite way around. This is the "surly badasses take care of the one they love" option.
  20. Unwillingly Cared For: You don't need to be coddled. They should leave you alone!
  21. Hurt by You: You have to pick up the pieces of what you've done, thanks to an argument or your temper.
  22. Draining: Caring for them is damaging you and your relationship with them.
  23. Mutually Beneficial: There's not one set "caretaker." You both look out for each other.
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Bill Potts | Doctor Who | F/F

[personal profile] asksawkwardquestions 2017-07-17 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
arebelgamble: <user name=arebelgamble> (002♜)

Bodhi Rook | Star Wars | open to either role and anyone.

[personal profile] arebelgamble 2017-07-17 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
talentedscavenger: (Default)

[personal profile] talentedscavenger 2017-07-18 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Having her arm in a sling wouldn't stop Rey from looking over the ship. The shields had taken a beating from the crossfire, but they were able to fly away with their lives in tact. A fight between the Rebellion and the Empire, a fight they didn't need to be part of according to Bodhi...but, there was a part of Rey that felt they should. What the Empire was doing was wrong, but...they had to stay alive first.

BB-8 was standing by her, running diagnostics as she looking over different panels. Her face was flushed, but she was ignoring it. Living on Jakku, she was used to hot temperature and working until she passed out. It was just her and Bodhi, and he was under enough stress as it were, rerouting missions and things...

But unless he put his foot down, his co-pilot would keep working.]
arebelgamble: hollow art (010♜)

[personal profile] arebelgamble 2017-07-29 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[The ship was stable, as rough of a beating as it took. Bodhi had been down in the hold repairing a few panels that had been knocked loose in the firefight, and once he was done seeing to the repairs he climbed his way back up to the cockpit to find Rey, red in the face and still working. He had told her to sit while BB-8 looked to all of it, but he was not surprised to see her at the controls.]

You're only increasing the time you need to recover by being stubborn. [His voice was soft as a gentle hand came to rest and squeeze gently on her uninjured shoulder.]

You should be lying down.
talentedscavenger: (Think)

[personal profile] talentedscavenger 2017-07-29 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rey didn't flinch feeling Bodhi's hand on her uninjured shoulder. It only makes her pause to look at him. For a moment, she forgot why he was there. Her fever getting the best of her, but she quickly remembered. She blinked once, then twice.]

I know my limits. I'm still able to walk, to do a few things. I'm not bed ridden. [Not yet, but it's only a matter of time. The flushed face, the glassy look to her eyes...]

I can help out a little more. I don't want us to be sitting ducks.
arebelgamble: <user name=arebelgamble> (006♜)

[personal profile] arebelgamble 2017-08-01 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
How many times are we going to have this argument? [There's a sharp edge to his words, a flicker of the temper he usually kept well hidden until the heat of a stressful moment. He had never lost it at her, and likely never would, but he had lost it around her enough she would know it was there, under the surface and burning. Against the Empire, against everyone who had made his life more difficult, or hurt the people he cared about, and against himself most of all.]

The ship is stable, no one followed the jump, we're in the clear. [He had been with this ship for so long now, that he hated the thought of letting it go, but that close call with the Empire... by now they had an alert out on the ship, he was sure. It wasn't worth the risk.]

We scrap the ship at the next salvage that will take it. Find a jumper or a skipper, or something that needs repairs enough to get it on the cheap. We need a new ship, and I'm going to need your help getting it in order, and negotiating. [He'd find a cantina to gamble his share, if he had to. His luck in gambling had always run slightly more gain than loss. He could swing it. They would find a way.]

Take the back, or I'll put it down on that dead moon back there and disable us until you do.
talentedscavenger: (walk back)

[personal profile] talentedscavenger 2017-08-01 04:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[They could have this argument as many times as Bodhi wanted. He knew her answer, and unless he was ready to ground them, or order her as her Superior, then she would continue to work until she passed out. The tone in his voice certainly made her pause. She knew what it meant. If she kept pushing his buttons, his temper would come out. It wasn't pleasant, and while he never lost it at her, she saw how bad it could be.

He continued to give her one logical explanation after another. No one followed them. They were in the clear. What got her to truly stop and look at him was his insane idea to scrap the ship.]

This ship only needs a few repairs and slight changes. [Maybe this was a sign the fever really had gotten to her, if she was willing to argue over a bucket of bolts that had seen better days. Ready to repair it rather than throw it away. She could feel beads of sweat gathering around her forehead, matting down her hair further.] We can use those funds for different parts, rather than waste time on..[She blinked once then twice, her mind suddenly slowing down.] Than a skipper or a jumper.

[First he wanted to scrap thee ship and now he wanted to strand them both on a dead moon. Who was the one running the fever again? BB8 began to beep and whirl about, siding with Bodhi on Rey's condition. Grinding her teeth, she placed down her tool and side stepped away from Bodhi.]

This isn't anything serious. I told both of you I'm fine.
arebelgamble: hollow art (010♜)

[personal profile] arebelgamble 2017-08-01 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
It's not the state of the ship I'm worried about Rey. [The ship was, at current, his oldest companion and the one thing he had left to his name and his life. is attachment to it, though, did not outweigh the logical side of his mind.]

If the Empire scanned our serial, we'll be hunted down, and we'll have worse than repairs to deal with. [He turned as she side-stepped, following her and then trapping her loosely, by standing between her and the cockpit.]

It won't be hard for them to figure out we had one of their missing ships. We can't risk it. [Not with them already hunting for him. He hadn't told her he defected from the Empire, but he always assumed she had guessed, given the re-purposed shuttle he used to get them through Empire'controlled space, and the old flight suit he had never let go of, unwilling to shed the reminder to himself of where he came from.]

I'm not putting either of you at risk on the off chance they might not have noticed us in the firefight. [He gambled with credits, not lives.]

And you never think it's serious when it's you, that's the problem. You would be saying the same to me, if I was the one injured. I don't...

I can't watch you hurt yourself further trying to force your way through it.
talentedscavenger: (Cover)

[personal profile] talentedscavenger 2017-08-01 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rey had long guessed Bodhi had defected from the Empire. The ship told her as much. They way it was repurposed, the way they were able to almost easily get through Empire controlled space...but they didn't do anything to aid the Empire. At least, nothing that she was aware of in this moment.

If the Empire had scanned their was a matter of time before they were found, captured, and tortured--assuming that was a 'good' outcome. She had heard stories of what the Empire did to those who turned their back on it.

She was ready to tell him she wasn't injured, that she was simply sick, but her arm in the sling told a different story.]

Because I don't matter, I'm no one. [In the grand scheme of things she was an insignificant speck. She learned to live on her own, learned how to survive. Now that she had someone she cared for, their needs became greater than her own. BB-8 beeped again, rolling over to the pair and nudging Rey's leg.]

I know how to handle myself, and with you--if this was you, Bodhi, I wouldn't have given you the chance to get this far. You're the main reason we've gotten this far. I wouldn't risk your life. [But she would risk hers.

Stubbornness and hypocrisy, thy name is Rey.]

Just..[She let out a soft sigh, finally feeling that she had pushed herself too far.] I'll lay down...I'll rest.
arebelgamble: <user name=arebelgamble> (015♜)

[personal profile] arebelgamble 2017-08-01 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
You're not no one to me. [He did snap when he spoke again, his words short and heated as he let her move on her own. He turned to busy himself with a panel after he said it, and picked up her discarded tool to finish securing a few bolts.

He swallowed, and stared at the panel and his gloves against it, when he was done, flattening his palm against the ship's inner casing.]

You, and BB-8. You matter to me. [And the ship, but it was just a ship, it did not matter as much as they did. His voice was softer, strained and low until it was only a quiet sound against the struggling engine and noises from the ship.]

The only reason I kept going before I picked you up was fear of what would happen if I stopped.
talentedscavenger: (walk back)

[personal profile] talentedscavenger 2017-08-01 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Rey wasn't expecting that outburst from Bodhi. The words weren't meant to anger him. They weren't meant to make her seem useless or nothing. She was...Rey. A scavenger from Jakku who helped a droid and him. She wasn't looking for friends, but she found friendship with him and BB-8.

She stared at him, trying to process what he told her. Trying to process that she meant something to someone. BB-8 looked between the two of them, beeping softly that Bodhi mattered to him too. ]

I matter to you? [ She whispered softly, confused and cautiously optimistic, but still unsure for it. For an orphan who had been abandoned, waiting for someone to come back for them...being told she mattered--not as a scavenger, not because of her abilities it meant so much. ]
Edited 2017-08-21 18:46 (UTC)
pridefulprincess: commissioned; please dns (♔ 01)

Yuujiro Shihodani (Princess Princess ) OTA

[personal profile] pridefulprincess 2017-07-17 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
(ooc: Preference for the card for, but open to either option)
doortodreams: commissioned; please dns (✍ 04)

Izumi Sena (Love Stage!!) OTA

[personal profile] doortodreams 2017-07-17 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
(ooc: basic informationpermissionswarnings contact info

Preference for the cared for, but open to either option)
magaleta: ((24.) "serpents in the branches")

margaretha sorin ✞ ragnarok online ✞ ota

[personal profile] magaleta 2017-07-17 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
( more the caretaker, though she can go for each role. anything from light injury/sad feelings to anything darker works )
standardprocedure: (AoU Gun)

Maria Hill | MCU | Gen OTA / FM for Ships

[personal profile] standardprocedure 2017-07-18 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Probably the cared-for. Scenarios that tick her boxes: 1, 10, 13, 17, 18, 20.]
midnightdoctor: (quiet anger)


[personal profile] midnightdoctor 2017-07-18 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
((I'm down for 18. Maybe the first time they meet they're being chased by a common enemy?))
brilliantcreature: commissioned; please dns (Default)

Takano Kyohei (The Wallflower) OTA

[personal profile] brilliantcreature 2017-07-18 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
(ooc: basic informationpermissionskinks warnings contact info ◎ I don't mind writing the starter. Kyohei can be aged up.)
anightlesscity: (curiouser and curiouser)

Scheherazade | Fate/franchise | ota

[personal profile] anightlesscity 2017-07-18 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
radioshows: (Default)

trish walker | jessica jones

[personal profile] radioshows 2017-07-18 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
cunningdoll: (leer)

Haruki Ueno | original character | OTA

[personal profile] cunningdoll 2017-07-18 09:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Default topics for Haruki include: trauma, mortality, inexperienced*. *In this case, inexperienced with honest love, rather than sex.

[Haruki is a doll that perpetually is aware of the head below the belt, due to the rather trigger-worthy way that he was raised (incestuous circumstances) compounded by the way that dolls like him are mirrors to people they interact with. (In certain appropriate situations, this is likely to come up.) He's a bit brash and hot-tempered in a brawl, and his body (due to its gore-like nature from the below the chest, barring his hands/feet/ass/genitals,) is a point of sore, panic-inducing insecurity until he's comfortable with someone.

[He is also 99% likely to hit on your character if they are a woman. Male characters need handwaved CR first for that to immediately occur (though he will be shifty if he becomes attracted to them.) I tend to prefer the sex side of things, however, but let me know if you'd rather not! <3]

[I look forward to playing every prompt except for 22!]
forcefullyunstable: (bandaged)

Kylo Ren - Star Wars - OTA

[personal profile] forcefullyunstable 2017-07-18 11:22 am (UTC)(link)
[pref for cared for. He'd probably be a lousy caretaker. Modern AU flavors available upon request.]
dannyrand: (pic#10500011)

Daniel Rand | Marvel (616 or MCU)

[personal profile] dannyrand 2017-07-18 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
idiotwizard: (Default)

Taako | The Adventure Zone | M/M only for romance

[personal profile] idiotwizard 2017-07-19 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
[He'll be terrible in either role. Whoops.]
astralera: (pic#11453242)

Warrior of Light (Era Ra) ☘ Final Fantasy XIV ☘ OTA

[personal profile] astralera 2017-07-19 02:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ either role. ]
shieldless: (42)

[personal profile] shieldless 2017-07-21 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Haurchefant had not cared for sick people before - least of all Era, one of his closest and dearest companions. (Sure, when his siblings had gotten sick he'd wanted to - but it was ever seen as queer or out of place for one of his position.)

But when she had begun to feel oddly warm in the snows, he had insisted she go to his bed. And right now, he was sitting by it, authority in his gaze. ]
astralera: (pic#11453248)

[personal profile] astralera 2017-07-21 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Meanwhile Era is decidedly unhappy and the expression on her face makes it blatantly clear. She has suffered through worse for less, and so long as she didn't encounter Safat wandering the highlands or Nidhogg himself Era is certain she would be just fine.

But Alphinaud had gone along with Haurchefant's worry. And Era is willing to risk many things in the name of keeping others safe, but Alphinaud's disappointment is not one of them. ]
questionablewit: (soft)

Hawke | Dragon Age series | M/F

[personal profile] questionablewit 2017-07-19 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[Either role.]
auspex: (Default)

eugene hicks | original (ota)

[personal profile] auspex 2017-07-20 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ooc; open to anything. gene's a ww2 medic with the 505th. he's sort of trustsexual so assumptions of close cr are needed (pm if you wanna hash it out) if we go that route.]
garbagepilot: (I don't know where)

[personal profile] garbagepilot 2017-07-21 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a commotion when the newest group of wounded soldiers comes flooding in, but out of everyone Rey is probably the least hurt. Bruises and a few deep cuts, a shoulder turning an interesting shade of purple that might suggest it's been dislocated, and her ears are still ringing, head spinning.

She thinks she remembers a bomb, or an air raid. Some sort of explosion, and she absolutely remembers the screaming and the smell of blood on the air, but almost everything is fuzzy, hazy. When she's led to a bed to lay down and rest and wait her turn, she knows she's at the bottom of the list when it comes to urgent treatment.

But that's okay. She's perfectly content to lay on her cot and keep her eyes closed and wait for the spinning to stop and her turn to come.

What she doesn't expect, though, is that when she opens her eyes again she'll be looking right into a very familiar face.]

I know you.
auspex: (pic#11578219)

[personal profile] auspex 2017-07-21 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Injury laid him up some days back. Nothing major, but a hindrance on the battlefield. Enough that his CO got him assigned temp duty at an aid station, well back from the fight.

Few hot meals, a good night's sleep. He's ready to go back to the front, but he ain't due until tomorrow, and soldiers from Le Havre are spilling over from the closest aid stations, there ain't enough hands on deck to see 'em all through, so Gene opts not to catch a ride back to the front just yet. Part of him thinks it's cowardice. Maybe in the days he's had away from it, he's grown too afraid of the front to see it through. Maybe his desire to stay and help is genuine. He doesn't have a right handle on his emotions fit to figure it out.

This is maybe the first few quiet days he's had since this whole mess started in Italy, since Reggie, and his mind won't stop racin', faster than any plane could hope to match. But when the casualties start rolling in, everything goes silent. It stops.

He just digs his hands in - to the ruined meat and offal of men with ungodly injuries - and works straight through until they've either died or been stabilized. He ain't no surgeon, but they're short on those anyhow.

It becomes rote. Do what you can: move on. By the time he gets to Rey he's already thinking three patients ahead of her and it doesn't even register that he knows her until she speaks.

Takes him a second. Blinks. Breathes. Then,]

Rey? That you?

[Under the dirt and the blood and the hair that's shorter than he remembers from back home, he thinks he recognizes the skinny girl who spent a summer in Alabama back in that summer of '39.]
garbagepilot: (These penitent walls)

[personal profile] garbagepilot 2017-07-21 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
[she smiles, a little pleased but mostly just tired and glad she's in the hands of someone she knows she can trust. It's not exactly the easiest thing for her to manage, but she thinks she can call him her friend. That summer was a long time ago, a lifetime ago it feels like now, laying in a cot in the middle of a war, but some things not even time can diminish.]

I think so, but you probably shouldn't trust my judgement. I hit my head.

[And a large number of other parts of herself, is appearances are anything to go by.]
auspex: (pic#11578152)

[personal profile] auspex 2017-07-21 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
Rest easy, girl, I gotcha.

[He murmurs that gently, the shock of seein' her here over and done. He bends to his work, checking her over, bandaging what he can. The shoulder's the tricky part. He hates doing reductions on limbs what've been knocked askew, but all the same he'd rather not leave it to anyone else, neither.]

Darlin', I gotta set your shoulder to rights. Gonna hurt like the dickens - you do me a favour and tell me about that summer we met, all right?
garbagepilot: (And I will go)

[personal profile] garbagepilot 2017-07-21 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
[She's never liked being fussed over and that shows now, in the little ways she tries to wave him off, brush his hands away, insist she's fine and there are other people who need him more.

At the same time, though, she keeps opening her eyes to make sure it's still him, his hands, familiar and careful. She doesn't really want him to be out of her sight now that she knows he's put himself so close to this kind of constant, pressing danger. At least now she can keep an eye on him, protect him.]

The dickens. I forgot you talk like that. I thought you were making fun of me at first.

[There weren't that many British girls in Alabama, as far as she's aware.]
auspex: (pic#11578213)

[personal profile] auspex 2017-07-21 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
[It gets a soft laugh, low so's not to disturb the rest of the wounded, and then he deftly grabs her wrist, puts his other hand on her shoulder and gives the former a swift yank. There's a sickening, echoing, empty pop and then he's running his fingers along the joint to make sure it's as good as he can get it.]

Me? Why, I'd never.

[Yep, he's definitely teasing her on that count. Good way to take her mind off the pain.]
garbagepilot: (She’s holding secrets)

[personal profile] garbagepilot 2017-07-21 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
[It's a valiant effort, but it doesn't do much in the long run. There's a rush of blood in her ears and a blinding flash of pain, but then everything seems to narrow down into a sharp point. Her head rolls back as she grits her teeth to keep from making a sound, and for a moment she thinks she wishes she'd just pass out or throw up already.

But his voice is so familiar, and his hands after that traitorous pull are soothing enough. After a few minutes of holding her breath to fight the pain, she lets it out in one big huff and just manages a glare in his direction.]

Your bedside manner- could use some work.
auspex: (pic#11578217)

[personal profile] auspex 2017-07-21 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Well, all's that means is that I ain't cut out for bedsides.

[He glances along the row of beds. Nurses have swarmed the next few, and for the moment he's been rendered redundant. He exhales, and sinks down onto the floor beside her low cot.]

Y'ain't gonna be able to stay here. Bed'll be needed before nightfall, casualties keep rollin' in from Le Havre faster'n'we can patch 'em up.

[He scrubs a hand through his hair, his elbow resting on the edge of her cot. All about stolen moments in this war.]

I got a bunk, with a couple up the road. You can have it for the night.
garbagepilot: (Default)

[personal profile] garbagepilot 2017-07-21 12:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Are you asking me to sleep with you, Gene?

[She's teasing him, of course, and even with her eyes still closed against the pain that's obvious from the little smile trying to steal onto her face, despite the pain.]

I didn't realize we had made it there.

[This is her way of deflecting, trying to avoid really acknowledging the offer of his own bed for her to rest up in.]
auspex: (pic#11578216)

[personal profile] auspex 2017-07-21 02:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's lucky he's hard to scandalize despite his state of Utter Virginity. He just chuckles.]

Now, you know I'm a good Catholic boy, Rey. You'd have to go an' marry me first.

[He's bone tired, and his ankle is throbbing where he had to have his tendon stitched up, but he stands anyway, despite it all.]

C'mon, let's get some food in you first. Mess is pretty decent here. Ain't seen a single maggot in the rice to speak of.
garbagepilot: (Default)

[personal profile] garbagepilot 2017-07-21 02:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Alright, I made it through the shoulder setting without throwing up, I don't need to hear about maggots.

[She looks a little green around the edges now, to go with the paleness ton her usually tanned complexion, but now that she's coming around a little mor it gives her a better look at him. More than that, it gives her a better idea of the state he's in. Carefully, she moves over in her cot and pats the tiny space beside her.]

I'm not going anywhere without falling on my face any time soon, not with- a concussion, I'm fairly sure, and you don't need to be up and walking either. We should both rest.
auspex: (pic#11578222)

[personal profile] auspex 2017-07-21 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[His expression softens a bit. He's rightly touched by the offer, but while his boys are out on the front without him, he can't justify sittin' idle. He's done his healing, mostly, and he's as good as he's going to get. He dreads the idea of a ticket home injury one Hell of a lot more than he does death. If that chunk of shrapnel had been an inch to the left he mighta lost the whole damn foot.

So he shakes his head some.]

Unless you've got a direct line to Hitler himself, an' you think you can sweet-talk him into puttin' the war off for the day, rest is the least of all my worries. I'll be all right, Rey.

[Last thing he wants is for her to worry when she's in a state. Concussion might not be a fatal thing, far as injuries go, but he knows it can be damn disorienting and he doesn't want her doin' too terribly much to aggravate it. Walkin' with it's inevitable, they'll flip anyone out of these beds what hasn't lost a limb or isn't bleeding out, but he supposes he can buy her a few spare minutes. Next truckload hasn't shown up yet from Le Havre, anyhow.]

You just sit tight. I'll grab you somethin' to eat.

[Broth, if nothing else. She needs to stay hydrated.

He gently pats her uninjured shoulder and turns to disappear into the swarm of nurses and scant few doctors and surgeons roaming the aid station. He's gone a few minutes at best, and then he's back with a tin cup full of hot broth and a chunk of bread that's only gone a little off, mold scraped away.]

Here. See if you can keep this down.
garbagepilot: (Default)

I apologize for the odd choices my phone makes I'm tagging at work...

[personal profile] garbagepilot 2017-07-21 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[She knows better than to fall asleep in this state, but it's impossible not to close her eyes when he leaves her there on her own. She can't block out the sounds of screams of pain or whimpering men going through more than anyone their age should be expected to, but she can close her eyes, try not to let those images get burned into her brain.

It's too late, of course. She's been in battle on the front lines, she's been in the trenches. There's no escaping some horrors, and closing her eyes doesn't help.

It's no surprise that when he brings her the food she isn't exactly hungry.]

Why don't you start on that?
auspex: (pic#11578222)

it doesn't know your life tbqh

[personal profile] auspex 2017-07-21 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[He huffs, finally acquiesces to sit on that cot some, not quite in her space but not aspirin' to skirt around it much, either.]

Gonna be the death of me, girl.

[It's said with due fondness, of course, but he'll relent and dip some of the bread in the broth for himself. There are any one of a dozen reasons a soul might lose their appetite in a room like this, maybe the wonder of it all is that he hasn't. You learn to keep your strength up, even if it means chokin' down food when you ain't feelin' it, even if your hands are stiff and bloody. May never get another chance for a meal. And you havin' that meal might be the difference between being able to pull a man missin' his legs from the knee down clear of the battlefield or leavin' him to die.

So no, he don't mind it much. He chews the bread slowly, and then holds it out for her to take a chunk.]

C'mon, your CO'll have my ass in a sling if I bring y'back all skin and bones.
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[personal profile] garbagepilot 2017-07-22 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[A lifetime of not having enough should have taught her better than to say no to food, but even Rey has her limits and this is apparently them.

But she knows there's not going to be any saying no to his attempts to feed her twice, so she breaks off a piece of the bread that's big enough he won't be able to say anything about it, starts to tear a smaller piece off it.

It goes down, in the end, but not without a lot of chewing and feeling mildly ill about the whole thing.]

How long have you been out here?
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[personal profile] mindwar 2017-07-22 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Three months have passed since the 505th had rescued the prisoners of Project Aries. A supersoldier initiative aimed at making a small army "to defend the motherland." Wanda hadn't cared about the motherland. She'd cared about avenging her family, casualties in a war they wanted no part of. But the experiments were brutal and trying to back out of the project was a death sentence.

After she was rescued, she was treated as a classified asset. With her abilities, she can tilt the balance of a battle and even reduce the number of casualties simply by stopping a battle from being viable at the get-go.

She'd spent a substantial amount of these three months with Eugene, first as his patient, then as an informal assistant. She can use her powers to soothe the minds of others, help them sleep, even make it so that they don't feel pain for a brief amount of time. Some called her a witch, others an angel, but Eugene calls her Wanda, which she vastly prefers. He's the one person she trusts above all others. A moral compass that still points true north even on blood-soaked battlefields.

Of course, that doesn't mean that she doesn't try to pull the wool over his eyes sometimes. Wanda has been trying to hide a slight cold from him. She can handle winter, but this one is particularly bad and they're not exactly flush with supplies. So she makes do and doesn't complain. Wanda hates complaining.

She arrives in the cramped medical tent first thing in the morning, immediately starting to work even though she's clearly feverish and exhausted. ]

Good morning.

[ Her voice is soft and a little raspy, but she busies herself by surveying the room, seeing who's still here and who's been discharged. ]
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