Thread: Wasteland Flame (PsionicCuttlefish & Xeres)

Markus' task of trying to dust the cobwebs from his mind was, well, rather assisted by the towering woman slowly advancing on him, making strict demands. He crawled backwards a bit as she casually kicked the chair away, leaving him with no obstacles to defend himself or hide behind. But, in all honestly, Markus was more confused than afraid. What?! he blurted out, then attempted to adjust his glasses and look back up at the soldier incredulously. I...it...that is...I-I saved your life! Cuz...you, you saved mine, I couldn't just leave you out there! The words tumbled out of his mouth, somewhat half-formed, before he slowed his breathing and spoke a little more evenly. Don't...you remember anything? Bandits out in the wastelands, all attacking me, and you came in and tore right through them, before, before getting a giant hole in you from a freakin' cannon ... Markus' voice then picked up speed, sliding into the rapid babble some braniacs were known for when getting into a subject. I mean, I could see your kidneys in that hole! It's a miracle the rupture was as small as it was, even with your enhancements! And, and where are your bandages?! You still need them-- Markus then paused, and leaned his head forward and squinted at the soldier's midsection, almost completely ignoring 'her' now, or at least her inquiries. Indeed, the soldier's wound had already sealed up with a thin layer of fresh, new skin, though it was still raw and a rather unsightly scraggly patch of fur that would take a few more days to fill in. ...Them...oh... oh , I guess you don't...wow, you do heal really fast, even I didn't expect that much-- Markus spoke in slow awe, before he finally caught on to the whining heart-monitor in the backgound, at which point he launched into hyper-animation again. Ai! How long has that thing been like that!? He scrambled to his feet and brushed right past the supersoldier to the cobbled-together monitoring equipment by the bed, practically completely ignoring the fact that the woman was still standing right there. I didn't--didn't wake up for this? Oh gods, your heart could have stopped and I wouldn't have....wouldn't...have...oh man ! I knew I shouldn't have turned down the volume... He babbled out again, ignoring the fact that for an Alphasoldier like herself, it was virtually unheard of for one of them to reach a stable condition, then suddenly go critical again without reason. Once stabilized, Alphasoldiers tended to stay stabilized. Like some brainiacs the soldier might have known, this one seemed to have a bit of trouble staying focused on any one thing, and clearly was able to switch tones and emotions at the drop of a hat, if a lot of things were happening suddenly and at once. Currently, he had indeed well and truly stopped paying attention to the woman as he looked over some readouts, muttering to himself about inattentiveness and he should really be better than that... OOC Heh, when I started writing this, I couldn't help but think of Say 'what' again! Say! What! Again! I dare you, I double-dare you motherfucker! I originally intended this to be shorter and Markus not actually explain as much as he has, but it flowed well enough I just kept writing. Still though, showing somewhat of how 'dense' he is at not really getting a hang of the soldier's situation and demands, and only half-explaining things... Plus a hint of caring at the end, misguided though it may be...