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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Mar 5, 2023 16:10:56 GMT -8
"Great," she said flatly, then turned to Mal and Dex, speaking with the emotionlessly authoritative tone of someone who was not willing to negotiate her decision. "Dex, Captain. Thank you for your help. Dr. Zane and I've got it from here. Get the ship as far away as possible." Her eyes mostly remaining on the doctor, she barely paid them much mind when speaking to them except to glance over when she said 'the ship' because most of all, it was River she wanted to be as far away from here as possible, and she knew that they knew how important that was to her.
Wanting to stress the finality and dismissiveness of her words, she finally stepped away from the counter to move toward the doctor with the thought of placing herself by his side in another symbolic show of where she stood, but after a few steps, she stumbled and started to crumble toward the floor, the pill unknowingly falling from her hand and skidding across the floor away from them and toward the doctor.
"gǒuniángyǎng de," she said in a daze, taking a few moments to register that someone or possibly two someones had caught her before she'd hit the ground. She was being held steady now, but the black spots that swam in front of her eyes made it hard to see and the physical contact from the well-meaning gesture was making it worse. She couldn't fault them. They had no way of knowing what effect it would have when she was in such a state. Not unless the doctor decided to speak up and inform them.
The wooziness in her head grew at an alarming rate with the unfocused and muffled memories of whoever was in physical contact with her unwillingly and overwhelmingly flooding her mind in overlapping waves, making it almost impossible to focus on what was happening around her. She felt as if she was locked in a dark room, surrounded by screens, all blasting out a different movie.
"Leave. Leave me here," she pleaded, unsure if the words had made it out or if they'd remained in her mind, and unable to hear or register what was happening outside of her head with the cacophony of memories playing over each other.
______________________________________ gǒuniángyǎng de - son of a bitch
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Post by Ariel on Mar 12, 2023 14:27:39 GMT -8
Dex's gaze flickered from the Doctor before them to Wendy as her fingertips traveled to the bridge of her nose, attempting to pass off the pain that she was in for frustration. He could never know the depths of her pain, but his heart began to swell, knowing that they did not have much time left. And the time they had now felt as if it was wasting away. Was this the Doctor's goal? Dex required any kind of sign to stage a possibly emergency exit if it came down to it.
"Can you make these or not? If you give me anything but a positive answer,""then me and the boys, here, are gonna be on our merry."
"I can."
Dex watched as Wendy held the pill up between her fingertips, on full display for the Doctor. Once the Doctor confirmed that he was capable of carrying out what it was that Wendy needed, Dex anxiously watched as the scene unfolded. Dex was unsure where exactly this was heading, and what exactly the Doctor was planning. He continued to survey the situation, trying to figure out what the Doctor had up his sleeve so that he could predict their next move to keep Wendy alive - and safe.
"Dex, Captain. Thank you for your help. Dr. Zane and I've got it from here. Get the ship as far away as possible."
"What, I mean, no! Wendy...," Dex expressed in agitation as he took a single step in her direction. Suddenly, her strength was gone and she began to stumble at a rapid rate. It was all happening so fast. Dex caught her by her torso, slinging one arm around her in an attempt to hold her upright.
"Leave. Leave me here,"
"Dammit Wendy, we're not leavin'. Just stay with us, okay?" Dex pleaded with Wendy as he gently lowered her down on a nearby chair so that she could try to grab her barrings. She was going to be okay...she had to be. If Dex left her now, he wouldn't be able to live with himself. He knew that's what the Doctor probably wanted...what the Alliance needed him to do. And he didn't care if this Doctor reprimanded him for wanting to stay and defend the fugitive. Because at the end of the day, he was a fugitive too and he knew it, as much as he wanted to forget about his past and what he had done.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Apr 2, 2023 5:50:10 GMT -8
(tempplay by DarkSideCookie) Mal was, of course, concerned about Wendy's well-being as well, but, other than Dex, he was still more focused on the doctor for another moment. Only when it seemed that she was going to collapse, landing in Dex's arms last minute, he turned his focus away from the doctor and towards their companion. "Leave. Leave me here,""Dammit Wendy, we're not leavin'. Just stay with us, okay?"Mal joined them by the chair Dex had helped her onto, kneeling down to check her state. He was no doctor, of course, but well educated in administering first aid. Positioning someone close to collapsing in a chair was surely not the best idea. However, the doctor soon spoke up again, giving them another reason to have her relocated.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Apr 2, 2023 6:12:23 GMT -8
Zane was not so surprised about Wendy suddenly starting to stumble and finally collapsing into her companions' arms. He had seen it coming, able to interpret the signals her body was showing when in such a condition. On the doctor's face, however, concern was showing.
"Sh-She can't turn it off," Zane explained for her sake then, still concerned yet in a professional way, like a doctor who had to look upon facts and ways to solve a critical situation. "Her brain is being overl-loaded with all of us around, all the different emotional thoughts. It'll be b-b-best to get her away. The l-living room should do for now."
Only when Dex and the other man both drew their full attention back at Wendy, their leader getting her relocated and into the other room then, Zane's eyes wandered down to the ground, to where the pill had landed before, close to his feet. A slight smile, almost unnoticeable, appeared around his lips.
With the same smile, he looked back up after only another moment, right into Dex Wilder's eyes. "I was hoping for a private little chat," he whispered, the smile widening some more, the stammer gone all of a sudden. "It's always lovely meeting allies in person but- oh boy, was I excited meeting Dex Wilder." The man who he shared his last name with - crazy random happenstance, wasn't it?, Zane added only in mind. He wasn't sure if Dex already got an idea of who he actually was, not just any doctor sent by Dr. Zed but, instead, said doctor himself. His words and his way of talking, however, might give him that idea now.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Apr 2, 2023 8:27:20 GMT -8
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Mal helped Wendy out of the chair to get her out of the room with too many people around, yet not without turning towards Dex one more time.
"I'll set her down in the living room," Mal informed him, leaving no room for both his companions to disagree. They had to trust into what the doctor just had explained to them at least for it made sense. "You talk to the doctor and find out what we need from him regarding those pills."
Without waiting for an answer, Mal walked out of the kitchen and into the neighboring room, taking care of Wendy there.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on May 1, 2023 20:39:43 GMT -8
Wendy's head was reeling from the onslaught of rapidly running flashes of memories and the sharp emotions that accompanied them, overlapping, repeating, each louder than the next as if competing to be the main event. All the things that lingered at the back of a person's mind, whether they were consciously aware of it or not; the things that drove a person on the daily; that shaped who they were and the decisions they made.
A little boy, running on the grounds of a beautiful estate, giggling with the joy that only small children knew. An adult woman watching over him, her uniform suggesting she was hired help rather than his mother. The same child, now a teenage boy, shouting in anger and pain as tears ran down his face while men dragged him away from the body of a woman bloodied and broken on the ground, the deep, emotional turmoil telling her it was the boy's mother and the hate and anger toward the men dragging him telling her they were the culprits rather than caring individuals trying to remove him from the traumatic scene. That same teenage boy, huddled in an alleyway, head lifting with resolve and determination, a closer glimpse of his features that had matured and started to form into the man he'd become telling her that the dark silhouette of the person who'd caught her and carried her over to a chair had been Dex.
He spoke. She could sense it, but it hit her ears in a dull, unintelligibly tinny sound that could not break past the noises of his memories and emotions in her head. There was a temporary reprieve as he removed his touch after placing her in the chair. She saw his silhouette lower before her, saw and felt the memory of their kiss in the cargo bay as his hand tenderly brushed her hair out of her face while he spoke a few gentle words she could not make out. There was that twinge of guilt again at the image of him speaking through bars to a man in uniform, the emblem on the uniformed man fuzzy, but familiar. Alliance?
Before she could dwell on it any further, another silhouette knelt before her with images of war flashing across her mind. Mal's face, in a time when it was more youthful, less stony and serious, crumbling with the loss of innocence, loss of faith he'd felt that day, flooding her emotions. Wendy reflexively leaned forward, squeezing her eyes shut and covering her ears against the onslaught of images and sounds.
"Sh-She can't turn it off," "Her brain is being overl-loaded with all of us around, all the different emotional thoughts. It'll be b-b-best to get her away. The l-living room should do for now."
Then the tinny sound of the doctor's voice somewhere off to the side, pulled at Dex and Mal's attention, causing them to step back. The flood of memories and emotions slightly eased from her mind. She was made aware of the dull feel of the doctor mixed in, coming more to her attention now that the other two had backed off. When she'd first arrived, she'd thought she hadn't gotten much from him due to her having been glitching, but now, her sixth sense was acute and the read was still similar.
Some of the tension left her as she slowly lowered her hands and angled her face toward the general direction of the doctor, attempting to hone in on him. She stared blindly in his direction, her sixth sense not only splitting her head but taking domination and keeping the other senses shut down for the most part. Still, she tried like hell to gain some control over the chaotic dominating sense and attempted to steer it toward the doctor.
His mind and emotions still came across more dull than the rest, despite her sixth sense being abnormally acute, and not just because of the distance. The emotions and feelings there were not normal. There was an emptiness inside; dark, hollowness. It spoke of someone with a low EQ. Someone who did not feel to the extent of others. Usually the feel of a sociopath, when she'd come across them. There was a hint of a few things. A sort of gleefulness under the worry he was portraying on the outside, which made her push herself even harder. Not even her companion training had picked up on such hidden depths when she'd been closely observing him shortly after arriving. Was she mistaken, or could someone really be that adept at disguising so much of themselves?
There was a vague sense of Mal speaking as she pushed herself on. Her nose started to bleed again and a sense of wooziness hit her, but she still tried, for the sake of a last attempt to see if she needed to warn Dex and Mal that she'd led them into danger. Teetering dizzily in her chair, she felt herself swept upward and the physical contact of the person carrying her broke the shaky connection she'd made to the doctor.
Heavy with the weight of four people's thoughts and emotions, Wendy let her head fall to Mal's shoulder and she closed her eyes and gave up on attempting any control of her situation.
~*~
Each step away from the rest eased her mind until only Mal was flooding her. Such strong emotions under that cool, tough exterior. The war haunted the back of his mind, as was normal for anyone who'd fought in one. But surprisingly, for one who portrayed such an indifferent, and sometimes rough, exterior to those on his ship, the care and concern of his crew also occupied a large part of his subconscious. And Inara. That was a whole other tangled ball of intense emotions that lived in his subconscious.
Feeling some of the weight on her mind easing, she was able to grasp her surroundings a little better and realized that support of her had transferred from Mal's arms to a couch. She glanced over to a silhouette sitting on the coffee table facing her and made her best effort to glare disapprovingly.
"Leave me here," she muttered, repeating her wish from before. "Get her..." she closed her eyes, the temptation to give into the darkness growing stronger with each minute, causing a slight delay in remembering the rest of what she'd wanted to say, "far away from here."
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Post by Ariel on May 6, 2023 10:41:40 GMT -8
"I was hoping for a private little chat," "It's always lovely meeting allies in person but- oh boy, was I excited meeting Dex Wilder."
After Dex was left all alone with the doctor, the tone of the room changed quickly as he knew that things were about to get a whole lot more real. The mission he had been sent out to complete had always plagued his mind, actions and thoughts. But when he finally met the infamous Wendy Carter, he found it somewhat easy to forget about what he had set out to do as she made everything else around them melt away. But now he not only had to face the reality of the situation, but the doctor himself. Dex stared at the man before him in bewilderment as the stuttering act was dropped and his demeanor completely changed, "Your him - Dr. Zed?" Dex inquired, and yet he already knew the answer. Things were about to become more complicated than Dex thought the already had been in the first place.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on May 7, 2023 5:43:12 GMT -8
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Sitting on the coffee table next to the couch, he watched Wendy as she slowly opened her eyes again. She seemed to have calmed a little, still in an unstable condition though, but well enough again to give him that disapproving look that he answered with a stern one from himself. Mal knew exactly what she was going to say long before she opened her mouth.
"Leave me here,""Get her..." When Wendy closed her eyes again, he leaned forward a bit to comfort her, waiting for her to go on though. "far away from here."
"What did you see?" Mal questioned her calm but also slightly pushing. She might need rest, but this was important. He had to know if they were in danger, and especially what it caused.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on May 26, 2023 21:50:30 GMT -8
Zane waited for the penny dropping, with a feeling that Dex was pretty much the smart guy who'd figure quickly. Otherwise, he probably would never have wanted to make him work for him in the first place.
"Your him - Dr. Zed?"
The sinister smile on the doctor's face widened some more. "Yahtzee!" Zane replied in his humourous way then, keeping his voice quiet enough for only them to hear though. Walls had ears, and Wendys had abilities, no matter her critical condition. Zane would never underestimate her. But he was sure they had some time left for a private chat.
He looked down at the pill in his hand for another moment, then back up at the handsome man in front of him. "I'm guessing we're still on the same side?" Zane was no idiot. He had learned that there were people changing for what they thought was the good side, no matter their mission and the promised fee, mostly for something stupid like love. He truly hoped that Dex Wilder wasn't one of those.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Jun 4, 2023 12:59:14 GMT -8
"What did you see?"
She realized that again, her wishes were ignored, because his silhouette still sat there before her. It took Wendy a moment to process what he'd asked. 'The vibes off the doctor are very weak, as if there's not much by way of feelings going on inside. He shows signs of someone with a low emotional quotient, which usually points to the person being a sociopath,' is what ran through her mind as the response she would have given, had the act of talking not felt extremely strenuous and a task she had to concentrate hard to accomplish. "Dead... inside," she managed, her blurry eyes looking in the direction of the kitchen, then back toward Mal's silhouette, "but wants... to help."
Yes, he'd had a sincerity in wanting to help her, but the dull vibe of selfishness rather than selflessness had accompanied his motivations. She didn't have the energy to explain and felt that as long as the endgame was to cure her, it didn't matter. Not when she had no other options and was out of time.
Darkness was encroaching more of her vision as it was beginning to wrap around her mind. Wendy found herself doing a long blink and in that moment of visually closing out the world, she'd found a peaceful reprieve from the overwhelming pain in her head. She knew the importance of keeping a person with a head trauma awake. There was a good chance they wouldn't wake again if they gave into the darkness. But what they never mentioned was how enticing the darkness was to the one experiencing the trauma.
Another long blink and another flash of peace. Recalling in her foggy mind what had happened the last time she'd felt this and how much time she'd lost lying in a coma, Wendy had been fighting it off, but she was starting to lose the will to fight. She wanted that peace more than anything. She wanted the excruciating pain gone. Perhaps a couple more long blinks would help her to keep strong. She allowed herself one, absorbing that peace, struggling to reopen the weight that her eyelids had taken on. They easily fell again without the concentration of being careful. Forgetting about the importance of opening her eyes, the darkness crept in closer, numbing the pain. She let out a heavy sigh of relief, her whole body relaxing as her mind started giving in to the darkness.
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Post by Ariel on Jun 23, 2023 11:44:09 GMT -8
"I'm guessing we're still on the same side?"
Dex had followed the doctor's gaze, staring down at the pill that the man before him possessed. Wendy's lifeline. The direct question made Dex squirmed internally as he already knew the answer to the question and knew very well that the doctor as well as the Alliance would have his head for treason. However, he knew that he couldn't blow the mission until Wendy had the treatment she needed and gained her health back. Completely bypassing the question, Dex's gaze snapped back upwards, "What's gonna happen to her? After all this, I mean?" Dex questioned with a sense of authority to his tone to try and mask the genuine concern he held.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jun 24, 2023 2:41:48 GMT -8
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Despite it not being his strong ability, Mal patiently waited for her to answer the question. This was important. Too important not to get any answer out of her due to pressing too much for it. Then, when one came, Mal let out a heavy sigh, folding his hands and grinding his teeth. "Dead... inside,"Dead inside was never good. It was a description for those who were unstable, dangerous even. Sociopaths. "but wants... to help."Mal looked back at her more directly. A sociopath who wants to help? Well, that didn't sound like the usual. Maybe he'd been overreacting to said description in his mind, yet still, they had to be careful, considering that they were dealing with someone who wasn't who he pretended to be. The reasons for one veiling their true identity were various, but unquestionably alarming. Just when Mal was going to go into more questioning, into details to the little she'd given him, Wendy seemed to doze off again. Shit. "No, no, no," he tried to keep her awake, with his voice pressing but not loud, while he placed both hands on her cheeks. "Stay with me, alright? You need to stay awake." Mal knew that, other than keeping her mind awake, there was no chance activating it to get more information out of it right now. At the same time, he didn't like leaving Dex alone with the dubious doctor, or whatever his profession actually was. Unfortunately, though, Wendy's current condition made it impossible for him to leave her to herself. She might sleep off and never wake up again. "Wendy, c'mon.."
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jun 24, 2023 3:16:40 GMT -8
"What's gonna happen to her? After all this, I mean?"
Of course, Zane noticed Dex's way of bypassing the question. A question though, that one could have understood as rhetorically. But was it really? Zane accepted without the slightest reaction to that fact, instead bypassed the other's question in like manner, or rather didn't reply to it the way Dex might have wanted, somewhat leading back to the unanswered question from before even. "Oh, she won't be your problem anymore. After all this, I mean." Zane's tone implied that he'd actually be taking a burden from Dex rather than letting him out of information. But was he really thinking himself that he did?
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Post by Ariel on Jun 24, 2023 12:26:25 GMT -8
"Oh, she won't be your problem anymore. After all this, I mean."
The doctor's answer and the way he carried himself about the entire Wendy situation began to make Dex feel horrible. Really horrible. He began to experience a sickly feeling in the pit of his stomach. He wasn't sure how he was going to execute the whole not handing Wendy over to the Alliance after all plan, but he knew he would have to do something. There was no way in hell he was going to hand her over, especially to this guy, "So ya gonna help her or not?" Dex spoke boldly to the doctor, "They need her alive, after all." He had to continue to play the part, until the time was right.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jun 25, 2023 3:28:45 GMT -8
Zane watched the other's features in silence for a moment. It wasn't hard to tell, at least not for him, that he made the other feel a little uncomfortable, just not what exactly made him. Not yet. He would find out. And if it had anything to do with the subject, well, then, unfortunately, they might not become besties. What a shame, though. Zane could sense there was something special between them. Inwardly, he had to grin slightly at that thought. Well, he actually would appreciate something between them. This strong face, the hair...
"So ya gonna help her or not?""They need her alive, after all."
And the bold tone in his voice. Pretty sexy, Mr. Wilder. How funny they already are Mr. and Mr. Wilder. None of these thoughts, however, could be read from the doctor's face. He was well trained in showing either no emotions, barely any, or even fake ones. "I'm gonna help her, yes," Zane confirmed with a nod. But not THEY need her alive, instead, HE needs her alive. "But the thing is..." He came a little closer toward Dex. My God, he even smelled phenomenal. "... We need her to trust us. Both of us."
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Jun 25, 2023 19:52:57 GMT -8
"No, no, no,"
Mal had placed his hands on her cheeks and though she couldn't physically feel it, it triggered her empathically. The darkness around the edges had crept nearly to closing when the black suddenly began to expand again, revealing a scene of Mal and Inara in a small room, inches apart, that torturous, yet intoxicating feeling of anticipation as they hesitated, then gave in, the feeling of an eternity of longing finally being satisfied.
"Stay with me, alright? You need to stay awake."
Mal's voice, ringing far in the distance, faded the scene into another buried in his subconscious, he and Inara in the kitchen, inches apart, that same feeling of anticipation and magnetic pull drawing them closer, Inara offering them an out, and Mal taking advantage of it in a crushing way.
"Well, everyone is preparing for the mission. It's probably time you do the same?"
"As much as for you, I guess. Not so much for a mission but probably for a client, isn't it?"
Inara's face falling, the hurt in her eyes. Inara leaving the room. Mal's miserable feeling over how he'd hurt Inara washing over Wendy.
"Chun zhu."
"Wendy, c'mon.."
The pain had been growing since she'd been pulled away from the darkness. It finally reached an intensity that allowed Mal's voice to finally break through. Wendy's brows drew together with the pain as she groaned.
"You're right," she said, finally dragging her eyes open, blinking in his direction. She gave him a wry smile as she reached up, removing his hands from her cheeks. "You are a Chun zhu." Patting his hands in silent apology, despite it having been involuntary, she released her hold on them so that she would no longer intrude on his private emotional thoughts.
As the images and overwhelmingly intense emotions faded away, Wendy's hands went to her temples, pressing against the pain. "Ugh, what is with the two of you?" she asked in frustration. The frustration was aimed more at her pain rather than the torture Mal and Inara put each other, and themselves, through. It wasn't any of her business and if she wasn't desperate for distraction from her splitting head and grasping at the first thing to come to mind to keep her alert and awake, she wouldn't have gotten so personal.
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Post by Ariel on Jun 29, 2023 20:35:06 GMT -8
"But the thing is..." "... We need her to trust us. Both of us."
Dex nodded without thinking at the Doctor's request. At this point, he was on autopilot as that was all he could provide. He needed this man to this that he was still on the Alliance's side if both him, Wendy and Mal wanted to make it out alive. All of them. Dex turned his head around to Wendy for a brief moment, who was alert and awake talking to Mal. Thank god she was awake. He turned back to the Doctor, "Already done." Dex solidified and sealed his argument with a nod before motioning his head commandingly in the direction of the very specimen that the Doctor desired to collect. Little did he know that it wouldn't pan out like that for him. Not if Dex could help it.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jul 22, 2023 2:08:15 GMT -8
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"You're right,"
Mal was so relieved when finally there came a reaction, words even, from her again. For a moment, he'd been afraid that they had lost her. Not just for the mission but because she's become part of their little patchwork team by now. He smiled a little.
"You are a Chun zhu."
"Excuse me?" Mal asked with a raised eyebrow, yet without the smile fading. Still, he had no idea where this suddenly came from, assuming it might be his stubbornness to stay by her side rather than leave her behind as she had told him.
"Ugh, what is with the two of you?"
At that, the confusion grew some more. Mal rose back to his feed then, looking down on her while she seemed to recover a little at least. "My apologies if we're not leaving you behind for dead or worse," he replied sarcastically but casually, again assuming that she was talking about Dex and him in this current situation. Before Wendy could say anything, though, Mal went on, pressing for more information again now that she was awake. "So what was that about dead doctors offering their sincere help? Is he to be trusted or not? Because you can be damn sure I won't go anywhere without you if he isn't."
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jul 22, 2023 2:26:47 GMT -8
Zane was content with the nod for confirmation, for now. He was sure that the subject wouldn't trust easily, so it might not even be too bad of an idea to allow Dex to act so protectively over her. In the end, he would do his job anyway, for the money. He was a freelancer, after all. Men like him weren't made for staying at anybody's side for longer than a mission. And this mission wouldn't exactly play well into their hands when it came to such things.
Zane followed the other's look towards the room their leader had disappeared to with the subject before they returned to Dex, slightly smiling as their eyes met.
"Already done."
"Excellent. Consider her safe and sound," he whispered, then stepped back from Dex a little, suddenly looking more concerned and also shier again, like the doctor he'd been personifying before. Wendy being awake meant that soon she would also be able to scan them again, their emotions. Zane watched the pill, still resting between his fingers, in silence, ignoring Dex completely.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Jul 23, 2023 12:21:46 GMT -8
"My apologies if we're not leaving you behind for dead or worse," "So what was that about dead doctors offering their sincere help? Is he to be trusted or not? Because you can be damn sure I won't go anywhere without you if he isn't."
The man was so stubbornly good at ignoring his feelings and thoughts that he hadn't even recognized that she'd repeated his own insult at himself back at him from a recent event stewing in the back of his own mind. It made a flabbergasted chuckle start to bubble up, which was cut short by the pain it caused her head. She pressed harder on her temples. "The doctor's fine," she reassured lightly. She wasn't sure about that, but she was determined to be left behind and did not have the time to discuss it and frankly, she was tired of arguing in circles. "Maybe a little unhinged, but who of us isn't?"
Wendy glanced up at Mal's form towering above her, always with such a rough and tough exterior but with a reluctant knight in shining armor hiding inside. She squinted in pain at the ceiling lights above him. "Sit down, Tough Guy," she requested, trying to lighten his mood. "The lights are stabbing my brain," she explained, pressed the heel of her hands into her eyes and rubbing lightly.
He'd done so much to help her, had taken a huge risk taking her on, and she was grasping at the little time she had left to try to give him something in return. He may not see her strongarming him into facing what he didn't want to as anything resembling repayment and gratitude in the moment, but she hoped that in time, if this small attempt helped to lead him and Inara to each other in any way, he'd look back on this moment and appreciate it.
"I was talkin' about you and Inara," she clarified, removing her hands and folding them lightly over her torso so she could look at him to gage his reaction. Her eyelids were heavy with fighting exhaustion, causing her blinks to be long, and her face etched with pain, looking very much like someone desperately in need of distraction. "I inadvertently picked up on some things when you were helping me come back around," she said apologetically. "Now, you can tell me about it, or I could just... give in to the darkness." Despite the macabre subject, there was a quirk to her lips that said, 'yes, I know I'm using my situation to blackmail you into facing things you don't want to'. It was an empty threat, one that would take him some time to decide to speak on or not, if at all, so she filled the void. "Don't let opportunities pass you by, Mal," she said on another long blink, her eyes momentarily looking in the direction of Dex and the opportunity that circumstances rather than choices were robbing her of. "You never know when..."
The last thread of the fraying rope of control she'd been grasping onto finally snapped and Wendy fell into the bottomless void.
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Post by Ariel on Jul 23, 2023 13:13:21 GMT -8
"Excellent. Consider her safe and sound,"
Not a chance was Dex taking any sort of stock of the doctor's promises. He knew what the Alliance was capable of, and there was no way that he would ever consider Wendy safe and sound in their company. As the doctor took a step back, Dex took it as an opportunity to exit without saying another word to him and walked back over to Wendy and Mal, "Hope I ain't interrupin' anything," Dex said as he crouched down in front of Wendy. Just as he did so, Wendy's eyes closed as she fell into unconsciousness, "Wendy? Wendy!" Dex exclaimed in a slightly panicked tone, rubbing her closest shoulder to him at an attempt to wake her. Nothing. "Doc!" Dex called on the doctor, looking from the doctor to Mal, who was also just as concerned and terrified for Wendy. Dex didn't trust the doctor one bit, but he was the only one in the room that could help Wendy at this point.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Aug 9, 2023 9:12:04 GMT -8
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"The doctor's fine,""Maybe a little unhinged, but who of us isn't?"
Mal just nodded to that, ignoring the chuckle that had started to bubble up for a moment.
"Sit down, Tough Guy,""The lights are stabbing my brain,"
Again, he didn't say anything but, instead, did as been told. At least, she still had a sense of humor, which told him that she wasn't close to pass out again. Or so he thought.
"I was talkin' about you and Inara,"
Mal let out one heavy sigh at that. Why was everyone so keen talking about them? Not even he was, or maybe rather especially he wasn't. He gave her a look like 'you really think this is good timing for talking me and Inara?', but she already took a breath to continue.
"I inadvertently picked up on some things when you were helping me come back around,""Now, you can tell me about it, or I could just... give in to the darkness.""Don't let opportunities pass you by, Mal,""You never know when..."
Mal was actually unsure what to say to that without looking surprised or shy even. He was well aware of her abilities and the fact that she can only know thanks to them. Anyways, before Mal could say anything, Wendy seemed to pass out again. Shit.
"Hope I ain't interrupin' anything," said Dex as he joined them in the living room.
Even before Mal could have taken care of Wendy properly, the other was already rushing to her side, crouching down in front of her.
"Wendy? Wendy!""Doc!"
He exchanged looks of concern with Dex, then silently confirmed the other's idea of involving the doctor. Wendy said that they could trust him, so Mal wanted to try a tiny bit at least. They didn't have another chance anyway. He probably knew what was wrong with her and what she needed.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Aug 9, 2023 9:42:18 GMT -8
Zane knew exactly what was happening in the other room, what was happening with Wendy. But he had no intention to tell them just yet. No. This was his chance to get what he needed, without having to forcefully take it.
"Doc!"
A slight smile appeared on the doctor's lips before he changed back into his role, rushing towards the other room, looking at the two men in surprise. "How l-long is she in this state already?" he asked with the awkward tone from before as he walked closer to them, towards Wendy especially. "U-unconscious, I mean." While Zane asked them these questions, he started drawing something out of a small suitcase nearby that looked like medical instruments.
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Post by Ariel on Aug 10, 2023 19:11:09 GMT -8
"How l-long is she in this state already?" "U-unconscious, I mean."
Dex was experiencing a level of panic like no other. He felt utterly flustered, his mind all over the place. He stammered for a moment, before addressing the doctor, "I-I don't know," Dex led on, his eyes not leaving Wendy's unconscious complexion. Her eyes were closed, making her look like a perfectly still doll. Which alarmed Dex more than ever, "She was asleep, and then awake, and then the moment I came over - she was gone again." Dex tried to make sense of everything, while looking to Mal for confirmation as he was the one that was with Wendy throughout this scenario. He heard the doctor rummaging through a bag, not even wanting to know what it was he was going to pull out. Would it be helpful after all? or would it be utterly controversial?
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Aug 25, 2023 3:27:18 GMT -8
While the leader of this little mission group confirmed what Dex had told him already, obviously trying to be as helpful as he could with all necessary information regarding Wendy's health state during the last couple of minutes, Zane pretended to look surprised as suddenly a quiet alarm tone spoke of an incoming message on the receiver on his wrist. He quickly read the message, or rather pretended to, before looking up at them again. "We d-don't have any more time," Zane uttered nervously, actually looking as if he felt frustrated about it himself, searching for a needle in his suitcase at the same time. "They'll be here in a bit. The A-alliance." Of course, nobody would be here at any time, because he was the alliance. What Zane had done before was secretly setting an alarm when everyone else was focused on Wendy.
"She'll be okay," he assured before making use of the needle to take a bit of her blood. "But we have t-to run tests to find out how to per-m-manently fix her," he explained furthermore. "C-could you help me by holding her arm like this?" Zane asked Mal to distract him with a task that would once again turn his focus on Wendy instead of him. He didn't care so much about Dex in this moment. That man surely was wise enough not to question his actions in front of Mal because he was having a secret himself. Zane used the chance to not only take her blood but also inject a small amount of liquid he had prepared before, a tracker. As soon as he was finished with both tasks, he looked at Mal and Dex again. "We s-stay in contact. But you guys ha-have to leave now."
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Post by Ariel on Sept 15, 2023 22:33:56 GMT -8
"But we have t-to run tests to find out how to per-m-manently fix her," "C-could you help me by holding her arm like this?"
Dex watched as the doctor instructed Mal over him. He felt that was a dig at his capabilities. Even if it wasn't, he grew highly offended. But he had to remind himself that this situation wasn't about him. It was about Wendy. And she needed to get away from this doctor, after her treatment. But he was wise, and blended in with the background as the situation carried onwards.
"We s-stay in contact. But you guys ha-have to leave now."
"We ain't leavin'," Dex interjected, "Not until we know she is alright." Dex looked from the doctor to Wendy, and his closed palm caressed down her cheek, his closed fingertips touching every angle of her jaw. He had to figure out an escape plan that would benefit Wendy. He didn't know how just yet, but he figured that if he stalled long enough that he would find the resources to kick his own plan into action.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Sept 23, 2023 23:24:47 GMT -8
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"We ain't leavin',""Not until we know she is alright."
Suddenly, Mal felt the need to step in for the sake of sanity. He got back up to his feet, stepping closer towards Dex, whispering: "Look, I know she means a great deal to you. I'm not blind," he added before the other even could defend himself. This was not the time for defending or explaining themselves, but instead, for saving their asses. "But we gotta go now just like the doctor said. At least I wouldn't like to wait for the alliance to arrive, getting her into even more trouble." Dex could be glad that he was putting it the mild way because, after all, he was the one leading the mission, able to give strict commands if needed.
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