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He felt her trying to heal him. -What an annoying girl trying to wake me up.- He refused to wake up. He would allow the healing to happen even though his wounds were mental not physical. He couldn't though his brain forced him to wake up. He opened up his eyes his punch wasn't enough to make sure he was out of commission so to speak. "You can trust me just know that. I don't have to explain everything. I'm not apologizing for anything you got that look on your face like you expect me to say something cause I hurt myself making you have to worry." He laid there looking up at the ceiling. "If you have to know I will do my job and I guess that includes making myself hurt so you can at least heal. I assume it would be better if I didn't get hurt and you had to do nothing, but i bet they are going to run test on you to better understand things. So you know I was serious about getting you out of here. I am not letting someone else make this their life." He had that glimmer of determination in his eyes and his voice. His fist clenched as he looked from the ceiling to her.
[left [pic http://i349.photobucket.com/albums/q373/Asarieth/90a71b9a-8966-41fe-8445-b3426956cf6c_zpse1f74657.jpg]] Lorelai sighed, crossing her arms. Neither of them really trusted the other. Still, she figured if he really wanted to kill her himself he probably would have done something by now. He’d be able to overpower her easily. He wasn’t looking at her, but before she could ask he’d punched himself and fell back on the bed.
She swore and scrambled over. With her hands on either side of her head she tried to steady her breathing and focus on healing him. Lorelai frowned, her eyes closed while she focused but also muttered,”What in the world were you thinking? Don’t do that. Just don’t.”
There was a tightness and worry in her voice. She hoped it was working and that he could hear her and would wake up. And hoping he would apologize too.
"No need for pressing me. You don't need to worry about relying on me it's me who needs to know if i can rely on you. You take the wishie washy answers and contradictive replies as they are. I will tell you what info i want when i'm ready if i give you some info you should be happy i'm even talking to you. I won't let you die i don't think you really have that to worry about unless they decide to run seperate test on you to test your limits then they will have a healer of their choosing fix you i have no control over that fact even with all my points. Just know i do what i need to if that means keeping you alive then i will do it." He shifted not looking at her clearly she said something that struck a nerve but he wanted to just ignore it but she wasn't going to let him. He raised his arm and punched himself in the face knocking himself out cold. Finally some rest and escape from having to say anymore. He felt a warm tingling sensation oh great she was healing him already. He sighed inside his own head.
[left [pic http://i349.photobucket.com/albums/q373/Asarieth/90a71b9a-8966-41fe-8445-b3426956cf6c_zpse1f74657.jpg]] Lorelai raised one eyebrow, brushing her hair slowly. He claimed not to want to get attached, but he acted awful sweet sometimes for someone not wanting to get attached. He sounded like he didn’t want to talk, but talked anyway.
He was a bit of a contradiction, like he wasn’t sure what he wanted, or somehow kept trying to fight it and then he’d slip. “Sounds like you got a raw deal.”
She set the brush down and checked her hair with her hands. It felt better, and she felt better now that it was neater. There was still him, and his indecisiveness about getting attached to her or not, and it was starting to irritate her. She had abilities, but in combat they weren’t going to be more than an annoyance or distraction to a fighter. In an actual fight against another fighter she would need to be able to rely on Soma to protect her, and he wasn’t really giving her a lot of confidence in that. She got off her bed and went to his, sitting at the edge,”Listen, this whole place just sucks, regardless of how each of us got here. Get attached to me or don’t. But like it or not we’re stuck with each other. I don’t plan on dying. Are you planning on letting me die? Because if so then we’ve got a problem.”
She looked down, getting quieter,”I need to know if I can rely on you.”
"You wanna know something about me do you. Ok my name is Soma and I like fire." He smirked being a smart ass. He knew what she wanted from him but he wasn't going to give out info like that specially not to someone he just met. "Let's get something straight we just met it's not a particularly good idea to get attached to garbage like me you'll just wind up hurt or dead. How that for some info. I refuse to get attached to anything again i haven't had one in a while so why start back up again?" He sighed he wanted to say more but he wasn't ready or didn't feel like he was prepared this was always a fight he lost most of the time the fight with his feelings. "I didn't always willingly fight i wasn't born into this whole fighter weapons thing i was sold off as a child to the highest bidder and when the government buys you well you are fucked, but having no natural affinity of my own they saw it as a chance to test human survival rate of a before and after a huge war. I was moved around constantly from lab to lab cause they specialized in something or the other and wanted to see but soon i grew into my powers i actually was a late bloomer and powerful late bloomer. The government saw fit to sign me up for some new trials and that is where i will end my story you'll find out more if i'm feeling talkative."
[left [pic http://i349.photobucket.com/albums/q373/Asarieth/90a71b9a-8966-41fe-8445-b3426956cf6c_zpse1f74657.jpg]] Lorelai brushed her hair, listening while he talked. “You don’t have to tell me about them if you don’t want to. The other healers.”
She blushed a little when he said blue would look beautiful on her. It was her favorite color. “Thanks, I really do like it.” He had a way of getting her thinking and then getting her flustered, and then continuing almost like he hadn’t. She continued with her hair. It was long and took time to groom, but she liked it.
“Yeah, I’m dressed. They do tend to make sure we’re comfortable enough, don’t they?” She looked at him, shifting to tuck her legs up under her. She said he didn’t have to tell her about the other healers, but that didn’t stop her curiosity from gnawing at the back of her mind. There was clearly a lot of baggage there. Instead of asking, she pulled her hair over her shoulder, keeping her hands busy,”So, I should be paying more attention to your actions then?”
Her curiosity about him demanded answers. He was her partner now, and she wanted to know something before sleeping in the same room as him. “Even though I’ll be watching you tomorrow, how about you tell me something now? We don’t have to go spilling our souls out or anything to each other. But, for example, my favorite color is blue. I like seafood, well most kinds, it’s… complicated. I obviously can swim, I’m good at it, and I like being in the water.”
She felt a little odd just being tossed in with him, and while they didn’t have to share a bed anymore they were still sharing a room. And, for all her talk about taking care of herself, as a healer with him as her fighter her life would depend on him quite a bit.
"Don't worry just do you is all I can really say. Heal me if you want or be a distraction what ever feel natural do it. I just said bedtime because I was avoiding talking about my last few healers because it wasn't that great and you can't really learn much cept i hate to lose people but i hate feeling more than anything. I know I didn't need to but i thought you needed stuff more than i did. Most likely when we go for testing or whatever The room will be alot different they just did the simple stuff and as far as i know they have all your measurements so if you need something you don't need to tell them what size. Anyways i hope you enjoy the bed I thought blue would look beautiful on you." He shifted to face her. "I guess now it's safe to look at you since you aren't undressing. They give us all large outfits because it's easier that way, but we are prisoners here but they will make it a comfortable prison i've been here before and other places like this." Soma shifted again continue to look at her "I'm sure you'll learn more about me through fighting."
[left [pic http://i349.photobucket.com/albums/q373/Asarieth/90a71b9a-8966-41fe-8445-b3426956cf6c_zpse1f74657.jpg]] She glanced back at him. Hero complex. It sounded like she wasn’t the first healer he’d met. Asking if something happened to his last healer didn’t seem like a great idea at the moment. She did barely know him she supposed.
The shirt was almost stupidly big on her. They hadn’t cared much when they put the clothes here, had they? She exhaled through her nose, picking up the wet clothes to hang them. She wanted those to dry and be wearable at least, she liked them.
“I’m not going to let some other fighter kill me. I mean, it’s not like I [i don’t] want to save people, but I’m not stupid enough to get myself killed trying to save someone that doesn’t even want my help.” She turned around, brushing her hair with her fingers,”I—Wow. Oh. Thanks.”
The bed, the brush, the skirts. She hadn’t been seriously expecting him to do anything like that, let alone so soon. She looked at the blue bed, and then at him in the other bed. Her face flushed and she went to sit on the bed and get the brush to start on her hair. She wasn’t sure what to say for a moment, then picked back up what she’d been saying before she saw the bed, only her tone was more quiet and subdued,”Listen. I know, bedtime and all but. I haven’t done a lot of really partnering with anyone before. I’ve done some, but there was the tail and that was more interesting for a while to them, so they didn’t give me a proper partner, more had me fill in temporarily. I’m used to looking out for myself.”
He sighed "That's the beauty of these test they push till something breaks till things can't be healed all for their data. What are we left with scars. Yes but also a good fighter will never push a healer cause they are one and the same a life line and companion. I'm saying you can't save everyone you healers have this hero complex that you think you need to save every soul on earth that's in pain and then you over do it and guess what i have to watch as the fighter i'm testing kills you or injures you cause the law of this world is healers can fix almost anything but themselves. Yes even me I don't need friends i need a partner who can listen and live." He obviously was upset at the mentioning of the scars he use to have friends but they all ended up at the end of his fist expecting some kinda mercy victory or that he wasnt going to push them. "I'll tell you this even though i look like a fighter i'm not i'm a weapon im being turned into one slowly so i'm suppose to i guess from what they want turn into something that can be used by others, but my fighting spirit won't let that happen i never find anyone compatible with me, but wouldn't it be a kick in the ass if i was suppose to be a healers weapons so they could fight." He looked at the wall and then traced something on the wall the pool drained itself and then began to lower itself up came a nice bright sky blue sheeted bed with a hair brush and some skirts. "Welp looks like my points did carry over. I hope you enjoy." He laid down in his bed. "If you need anything else write it down. I'm going to bed."
[left [pic http://i349.photobucket.com/albums/q373/Asarieth/90a71b9a-8966-41fe-8445-b3426956cf6c_zpse1f74657.jpg]] Home. Was the ocean her home? She wasn’t sure, but she thought she’d like to find out. If it wasn’t, then at least she might be free to find somewhere else. She watched him in quiet thought. He was clearly a fighter, and had the scars that went with that. “This isn’t much of a home though, is it?”
She was still considering the scars and what might have caused them, and if he’d even had a healer for all of them, when he kissed the bump on her head. Her face felt warm suddenly, a sharp contrast to the coldness of her damp clothes. She tried to brush it off,”At least you know I’m stubborn. So, I don’t need friends, huh? That’s a shame, because I think I’ve taken a liking to you.”
Lorelai ruffled his hair as she walked off to the closet,”That still doesn’t mean you get to peek, friend or not. I don’t want to sleep in the tub, so I need some dry clothes to sleep in.”
The grey clothes were awful, but dry. She sighed, and with her back to him started to peel off her wet clothes,”I’m also curious. How’d you get all those scars? A decent healer shouldn’t have left too many big scars. Not ones like that. I mean, it’s different, right?”
Soma let out a deep breath. "I'm serious I wouldn't joke about something like this. I do mean get you home if the ocean is your home so be it." He was cold his voice as it always had been he was going to get someone else out of here. This wasn't the first time he had been here, but he didn't expect to be back so soon. He crossed his arms placing them against his chest as his gauntlets clanked together. His chest moving slowly up and down. He uncrossed his arms and took his shirt off and threw it at the wall. "Don't worry I'll protect you and get you out of here. This has been my life so I guess you can say I'm home." Scars lined his body spots where heavy stitches had been applied. His body was like any normal fighters hardened but he had abs. He took a second look at the bump on her head and kissed it. "I don't know what to do all I know how to do is create wounds not fix them. No offense but as a living weapons i can't really see myself being anyone else like i value you healers i really do but i'm a hybrid so i do both fighter and weapon stuff. and experimentation." He sighed and looked at her. "I would advise to not to think to heavily on it tomorrow we got a big day and you need to be at your best. cause knowing you healing types you won't listen to me. You lot are stubborn and think you have to heal everyone but know this that doesn't get you anything cept friends and you don't need friends here."
[left [pic http://i349.photobucket.com/albums/q373/Asarieth/90a71b9a-8966-41fe-8445-b3426956cf6c_zpse1f74657.jpg]] Lorelai tilted her head a little when he asked about an end goal. He looked almost excited. She closed her eyes when he rubbed her head. It still ached, but she ignored it, hoping it would go away soon,”I’m okay. For now it’s the hairbrush and maybe some skirts.”
She looked at him, a smile playing over her face. Was he serious? It seemed like he was,”Well, I don’t want you dying on me. So, end goal, right?” She lowered her voice as if worried she might be overheard, but her face betrayed some excitement and amusement,”I want out of here. More than anything, I want to see the ocean. Do you want to try and get to the ocean with me?”
Lorelai didn’t tell a lot of people that, or talk like she wanted out usually. Something about the way Soma talked though made her feel like she could. There was a concern that someone might hear or rat her out, and that might make it harder. Not that she ever saw much opportunity to make any move toward escape.
"You would think I'd have a hard head, but the truth is I don't I'm just more accustomed to pain that i can feel it for a second and then just push it down. You see my fist is clenched and i'm not really moving I was trying to focus on making the pain go away. Anyways I think it's cool you are a natural that just means you are more interesting already and would only get more so with time." A glem in his eyes "So is a brush all you need Lore or is there some end game goal you wanna fulfill? Cause everything can be summed up in points. There is no sucking up cause they rather care about test results then your well being so if you can fake it you could live in the lap of luxury, but i couldn't do something like that I'll take middle anytime." He rubbed her head where he could see the impact. "You don't have to be like me you can say ouch. I'm so use to having to fight thru the pain as a modified fighter my fights are more or less could be the last one. So depending on what data they are collecting i get rewarded for giving out damage not taking it which makes no sense i think you would want someone like me to lose but not fully. So what say you are you ready to be my partner till I die or we get out of here well at least one of us leaves sure they would keep me here or send me to something like a dog fighting ring for the rich."
[left [pic http://i349.photobucket.com/albums/q373/Asarieth/90a71b9a-8966-41fe-8445-b3426956cf6c_zpse1f74657.jpg]] Lorelai cursed when her head hit his, and grabbed her head. Then she looked at him, and how he didn’t seem concerned. That had to hurt, and he’d fallen back too. “I’m so sorry. I really should look before.”
She leaned over the edge, watching him but staying in the water at first,”Natural. Oh geeze, come here.” She climbed out, still feeling bad for hitting his head. Her head was still throbbing, so he had to be putting on a brave face. Her tail shifted to legs, and she walked over, dripping wet. No waiting for him to come to her, she went and grabbed his head, taking a look as if expected there to be some lump where he’d hit it,”How bad does it hurt? Or is your head just harder than mine? Could be that, but…”
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[left [pic http://i349.photobucket.com/albums/q373/Asarieth/6c005245-7895-4d2e-952f-2fac6891734c_zpsf7eb7f66.jpg]] Solana listened to him talk about the tail and tried to imagine it. Linked to his mood. She wondered if she would be able to figure out how that worked. Solana smiled, leaning a little more over the bed, her mismatched eyes twinkling with something more like amusement. She didn’t seem concerned about the possibility of falling off the bed, given how far she was leaning,”It’s fine. I just… It’s been a rough day. And I really want us to get along. I’d rather not fight. Or fight as little as possible, I guess.”
She didn’t much like the idea of a war, or fighting in one, and tried not to dwell on it. Instead she asked,”So, what do you mean about will and personality? Do you mean they don’t always pay attention to who would get along and who wouldn’t?”
"Yeah I forgot to give you a heads up that this place most of the places i've been to are very how would you say it fashion forward. One size fits all you could say. So you're a mermaid splicing or natural selection?" He got up and as she was coming up felt her head collide with his head stumbled back hitting his head on the side of the bed. He got back up like there was no pain but his eyes slightly watered and his fist was clenched hard his knuckles were white. "I think we need to get you your hair brush and some clothes. Imma ask for the food and room expansion. You see how you got that pool out of nowhere the walls are made to expand and contract cause special technology..." He scratched at the wall listening to it heal itself he knew it was alive most of the places were. It was strange to explain he had only recently found out himself, it was like being in a living pocket dimension. "So we get you your stuff first I'll help since I get alot of points still cause I'm one of the few surviving new experiments I'm sure they want to research you even more see what our mutations in the outer world there are."
Hector looked at her it was a good question. "That's a good question a really hard one to describe cause it feel like I have another body part so to speak like see how i have a arm it has its own weight and movement course, but my tail is alot more unpredictable cause it's also effected by my emotions which I haven't figured out fully if I'm in control or if my tail has a life of it's own sometimes i think it's both. I don't know why you would trust me or not trust me don't ask me you should figure out for yourself. I wasn't trying to be rude either i was just saying that most cases fighters get paired up with healers for the very simple fact is the fighters do what their name says fight and alot of the time each person is pushed to a stressing point they do different trails find out weaknesses and what not also pushes the healers to see their limit. If you are prepping for a war you need as much info as you can but alot of the time labs don't take in account will and personality."
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