27 [Zandali+ Translated Text]

[drinkuntilidie]

By the Loa I feel like an old man right now.

[Kevas sat at the bottom of the stairs in the barracks breathing heavily. Maybe he shouldn't be doing this, in fact he probably shouldn't be doing this, but he just couldn't keep sitting in that room of his. Besides, his limbs weren't hurting that badly.]

Don't suppose anymon would mind giving a busted troll a hand to the infirmary? Should probably stop putting it off.

[Just because he's tired of lying around doesn't mean he's willing to risk slipping out there and breaking everything all over again.]

Comments

[sacredbrand.livejournal.com]

Of course! Did you already try to move on your own? Without assistance?

[BAD KEVAS NO BISCUIT]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

...Maybe.

[HE'S A DO-IT-YOURSELFER]

[sacredbrand.livejournal.com]

Kevas.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

You know we both know the other to this question already.

[sacredbrand.livejournal.com]

I will never understand this need to cripple yourself further doing what is beyond your body's limits.

Where ARE you?

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Well if that's not the pot calling the kettle black he doesn't know what is.]

Hey now I know exactly what my body can handle, and it's not like I got that. Still in the barracks at the bottom of the stairs.

[sacredbrand.livejournal.com]

[Shaddap and accept her hypocritical worrying, you recovering alcoholic.]

Then I am coming to find you and prevent further injury. Stay put.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Yeah yeah I'm not moving, but I would like to say that I haven't hurt myself.

[sacredbrand.livejournal.com]

[When Nel finally shows up and slinks up to his crippled ass, she checks him over regardless with the critical eye of a field medic.]

You still look terrible.

[She feels for him. Really, she does. But she can't let him see that; her arms fold across her leather-armored chest.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Resent that 'old man' comment.

[Says the old robot with the broken hip.]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

And I'd probably apologize if my arms, my leg, and my shoulder weren't partially broken right now. Right now I'm allowed to be crabby.

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Partially broken?

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Girliemon tried to heal them. Now they're just less broken then they were before.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Heal them?

[A beat.]

Punishment was that bad?

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

That's what I'm working on.

[He chuckles.]

Well it definitely wasn't fun.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Worse than the ship's?

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Well, didn't have to eat my foot.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

[FASJKSDGU KEVAS WHY YOU DO THESE THINGS ARG.]

Where are you.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[BECAUSE HE'S STUBBORN.]

At the bottom of the stairs. Nel already told me to stay put.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

[ >8| ]

Do you need help or has someone already shown up?

[Though since she still has no idea who Nel is she's tempted to show up anyways.]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Nel's here so I'm not alone.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

Kay, let me know if you need anything.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Don't worry Rae, you'll be one of the first I call.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

I'd better be!

[And ffff, like she'll stop worrying. That's funny, Kev.]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Relax there sweetheart. You act like this is the first time I've been tortured.