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Post by 17 on Nov 16, 2009 18:45:59 GMT -8
"I-IIIIII guessss I'mmmm a quiiiickkk learrrrrrner." 17 smiled and digitally giggled, excited that she would learn a new ability to replace her ability to jump high. The smile on her face...it was the biggest one that was on since moments before. "I-IIIII caaaaaan't waaait, D-Daaaaadddyy...! IIIII donnnn't miiiinddd waiiiiting annnnd reaaaaaadinnng." She shifted on the pillow once more and tried to stretch, a small pop coming from her body as she reached up. She didn't come apart, but she let out a long sigh of relief. A part of her arm that was bugging her was finally released from the pain.
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Post by ╝ Sinner ╚ on Nov 16, 2009 19:31:43 GMT -8
70 was a bit alarmed when 17's body suddenly popped when she stretched - but relaxed when it just seemed to alleviate pain. He watched her stretch while he pulled out the book pages from the night before and set the ones that 17 didn't get to process out. Among them were a few human diagrams, which, while kind of useless for ragdoll medicine, were still interesting. At least to 70.
"Let me know if you have any questions."
It felt weird. Usually 70 was out and about now. But he didn't want to leave 17, and she was in no condition for travel. He felt a bit restless, actually.
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Post by 17 on Nov 16, 2009 20:21:46 GMT -8
17 gazed at the human diagram pages she didn't get to the night before. So this was what a human really was...they looked funny to her. She flickered her optics at each diagram - and stopped at one about a human heart. How it pumped the blood, controlled "love", what an awkward shape it was. She looked up to see 70 contemplating again, his face showed some sort of discomfort.
"Isssss s-soommmmmeeethingggg wronnng....?"
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Post by ╝ Sinner ╚ on Nov 16, 2009 22:25:39 GMT -8
70 shook his head. Not only was the restlessness getting to him, but he kept thinking about the previous day. It was haunting him, even in his waking moments. The night was not easy on him, either, and he wondered how 17 managed to feel rested. Or, at least, seem rested. His mind tormented him for as much of the night as he remembered. "I'm just..tired." He didn't want 17 to feel like a burden, or, worse, for him to bring the horror of the previous day back up into her mind.
He kept seeing darkness..hearing Donnie's sing-song voice and laughter as 17 screamed..seeing his own hands, useless in the end to do anything..
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Post by 17 on Nov 17, 2009 10:32:12 GMT -8
17 smiled sweetly at her fatherly figure.
"Theeeeeen gooooo sleeeeep..." She offered. She figured that she could be okay enough for the day if 70 needed a break. He really deserved one. "I'llllll beeeeee finnnne...I-If I neeeeeed annnythinnng I'lll waaaaaaakke youuuuuu uppppp." She pointed to a pillow that was nearby for 70 to finally take a rest, or, if he needed to, rest right where he was since he was right next to her, she patted the pillow they were on.
But 17 could still tell that something else was bothering him besides the lack of sleep. Being one to learn, she wanted to know, to see if there was any way for her to help him. She didn't let her curious feelings get to her face, even though she felt them begin to creep on. In her mind, another copy of herself was slapping her across the face to keep the looks off.
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Post by ╝ Sinner ╚ on Nov 17, 2009 16:59:29 GMT -8
70 really did need to sleep. And 17's genuine concern for him was making that prospect ever more pleasant. He sat down beside 17 and smiled a tired smile, then leaned back. He didn't want to sleep when 17 would be stuck here..But then again, she did say she'd wake him if she needed anything. 70's optics flickered. He folded his hands across one another on his chest.
The doctor looked at 17 with one optic, then closed them both. Maybe could get an hour of two of sleep..
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Post by 17 on Nov 17, 2009 17:41:14 GMT -8
17 watched him fall asleep with a smile on her face, happy that he finally did something for himself. She continued to flicker her optics at the pages in front of her, admiring the aged yellow tint of them. Whenever she saw pages like these, 17 condsidered them sacred findings. Did 70 have more of these?
About an hour passed, and 17 had finished reading all the pages. She didn't want to wake up 70 to put the pages away and get her more, so she decided to try her hardest to get up, walk, put the pages away, get more, and drag them back. It was worth a shot.
The child sighed softly, gaining all her strength to stand. It was harder than she thought.
The pain...I can't do it... She thought to herself. No...I have to do it for Daddy...I have to get up and get better... She tried again, stumbled a little, but made it to the solid floor from the pillow, stepping on the pages. She quickly took a step off them, not to damage them. Walking wasn't as bad... All the pain was mostly in her back, obviously. She bent down to pick up the pages. Oww...Oh Creator... ow! She thought, wincing. She tried not to make any noise for 70. She grasped the pages as tight as her little weak hands would allow, standing straight up. It felt better now. She began to walk, tugging the large pages with her to the area she saw 70 get the pages. She tried to set them upright with both her hands over her head.
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow! Come on, 17...you can do it...
She finally did it, setting the pages back where they belonged. She didn't want to waste any time, she didn't want to spend the rest of the day looking at what she could read next. She just grabbed another handful of pages, jumped up, to use to weight of herself to pull them out, and leaned back.
Oh Creator, that wasn't a good choice! That hurts, Oh Creator it hurts! She landed on her rump as she finally got the pages out, free. She struggled to get up, but she eventually got to it. She dragged the pages back to the pillow, set them right so she could read, and sat back down. She rubbed her left shoulder, trying to get some part of her back.
I'll never do that again...that hurt so much...! She winced. She looked back at the pages, beginning to Catalog once more, trying to get the pain out of her head.
((OOC; FFF It's so long ;A;! ))
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Post by ╝ Sinner ╚ on Nov 17, 2009 19:08:01 GMT -8
70 was unaware of 17's plight. He was out. This time, too, there were no nightmares. Only dreams. Strange dreams, too. More memories that were not his own. Not really, anyway. He caught a glimpse of a man sweeping a little girl with a mop of curly strawberry blond hair into his arms, and could hear their laughter - though it was distant and crackling, like a radio station with poor reception.
This image irritated 70. It made him feel more that he was used to. It never continued, it was always just that little snippet that seemed to last an eternity. And that frustrated the doctor.
70 woke up some time later - the sun was still high up, he could tell..to see 17 with a new set of pages. He frowned where she couldn't see. She needed something and didn't wake him, and got out of bed instead. Which was putting unnecessary strain on her body. He should his a head a little, with a smirk. What was he going to do with her?
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Post by 17 on Nov 17, 2009 19:54:17 GMT -8
17 was mildly humming to herself, reading and flickering her optics. She heard 70 stir, so she stopped and turned around with a small smile, obvious strain was on her face - But not because of her body this time, as it healed from her effort, she had been pushing it with all the Catalogging for her tiny optics. It wasn't advanced for her, not at all. Everyone needs a break, that was the issue. 17 hadn't stopped Catalogging since 70 went to sleep. It was a learning marathon for her. She was down to the last few pages of notes and textbook pages of medical information. Although, she thought that her father was going to be sleeping longer than this. It seemed to be a short period of time of reading for her, but it really wasn't, about a good hour or two went by, maybe three, even.
"S-Sleeeeeep welllllll?" She asked, rubbing her optics of the dust that had collected over the past few hours. She blinked, focusing her optics in the new light that had come in.
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Post by ╝ Sinner ╚ on Nov 18, 2009 15:40:51 GMT -8
70 blinked at 17 and scratched at the fabric just under his bandages. He did sleep well, actually. "Um..yes. I did." he replied, sounding a bit sleepy still. He blinked a few more times and surveyed the sum of what she'd read. It was a lot. A whole lot. Much more than he could stand to read in one sitting, and he did like to read. But 17 had gone through practically a whole textbook. He was clearly impressed.
"Wow. I'm impressed." he smiled a little. "But maybe you should take a break from cataloging, 17."
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Post by 17 on Nov 18, 2009 17:50:11 GMT -8
17 continued to rub her optics of any dust that had collected. There was one part on her lens that was particularly bugging her, but she just couldn't get it out of the way. She tried using her hood, she tried using her sleeve. She even tried to use a small lock of her hair to get the small bit away from it, but it seemed to want to stick. She gave up a moment, looking at 70 with exhausted optics. The child smiled, though, happy that she was able to get through all this rather quickly.
"Y-Yeeeeaaaaahhhhh...Myyyyy opppptics huuurrrt aaaaa litttleee..." Her voice trailed off, she had forgotten to turn off her optic's light. She did so, and began rubbing her optic again. She finally got the spec away from her lens. She sighed of relief, happy it was finally gone. The girl then put her arms in the air, trying to stretch again. The opposite arm popped this time.
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Post by ╝ Sinner ╚ on Nov 19, 2009 9:05:49 GMT -8
70 winced as 17 inadvertently blinded him before she realized her light was still on. He blinked heavily to readjust his eyes and put a finger to his temple. He frowned, then smirked, watching 17 stretch. As soon as her arm popped, he lunged at her, grabbing her around the waist with an "Ah-ha!" laugh. He was still gentle, but he figured that she needed to move some, even if it was because he tackled her.
70 picked his child up and spun her around, then dripped her backwards and upside down. He smiled, pulled her up, then gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before setting her down.
For some reason, he found himself in a good mood now.
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Post by 17 on Nov 19, 2009 9:20:05 GMT -8
The child let out a happy squeal as 70 grabbed her and she was suddenly upside down for a moment. She let out a heart-filled digital laugh as she looked at the world from a literally different view, her hair falling towards the ground and her hood becoming loose. She blinked, thinking about how silly she probably looked right now. She smiled though giggling, the gravity pulling on her upside down body was helping her back stretch a little and loosen from the pain.
She was a little dizzy as her father pulled her back up and kissed her cheek, she refocused her lenses and hugged him around his neck gently. When she was set down, her hood fell and she pulled it back up, fixing a lock of hair that was in her optics out of the way. She still had that smile on her face.
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Post by ╝ Sinner ╚ on Nov 19, 2009 9:28:19 GMT -8
70 felt a little silly doing that to her, but..Well, he was starting to actually feel like her father. He gave 17 a goofy grin. A part of him wanted to shower her with gifts of attention and love, even though there was still resistance in his soul. Resistance to commit, resistance to love. 70 ruffled 17's hair and chuckled. He liked it when she laughed. When she was happy.
"Feel up to some hands-on instruction?"
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Post by 17 on Nov 19, 2009 9:36:51 GMT -8
17 nodded as he asked her, unsure of what it was, but she was curious to know what it was, and how to do it.
"Y-Yesssss." She replied, trying to get out of her giggly state into a more serious one because of the situation changing. She didn't know how much of it she'd be able to do because of her soreness, but she knew she could at least do something. She decided that she could finished whatever her body would allow her to do.
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