text @kijyo | backdated to 03/27 | CW: surgery discussion

[saudadist]

[ Lucy is a bit, let's say, out of sorts after her surgery. She's tried getting up and walking out of the medical bay, but it does her a fat lot of good with her body aching every time she so much as twitches in a way it doesn't like. And that's saying nothing of the sharper pains that serve as the aftermath. ]

someone get me out of here

I can't take another second in here

[ Now, the question is, will whoever answers

A. take her back to her room

B. convince her to stay put in bed

or

c. will she be gone by the time someone shows up and thus be somewhere in the hall in an ill-advised fit of stubbornness? ]

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[heroforall]

[He reaches his free hand out when she goes to stand, ready to catch her if she feels unsteady, and drops it once she's able to stand up without help. That's a relief. Still, he's ready to carry her if she begins to feel at all uncomfortable.

Her comment draws a chuckle from him and he shakes his head.]

We'll go slow and steady. You can set the pace.

[He gives her hand in his another gentle squeeze.]

[saudadist]

[ It'll be her pace, yet she still feels strange about it. Won't he get frustrated if she takes too long to move?

The squeeze assuages a bulk of that concern. It'll be okay. He's here to help, remember? He wouldn't rush you, he's too kind, too sweet.

Her thumb brushes over the back of his hand as she slowly nods. The sooner they get walking, the better...her face feels hot again. ]

Yeah.

[ Her first step is strong, the second one wobbles thanks to her ankle, but by the third, she seems to have enough control regained that walking away from the bed is easy. ]

[heroforall]

[True to his word, he let's her set the pace, carefully watching as she takes her first few steps. He mirrors her steps, keeping them small and slow so that he doesn't out pace her.

It's slow going, but they manage to make it to the door of the infirmary and out into the hallway.]

...Does it hurt a lot? [The question seems to come out of no where, but as he studies Lucy's movements he can't help but wonder how bad the surgery felt. No anesthetic. He can't even imagine what that must have felt like.]

I mean, I know it must have hurt a lot. It's just...what was it like? If you want to tell me.

[saudadist]

[ Thinking back to when she was under the knife, she shudders. ]

I mean...I was cut open and had an implant put in. The spots where they injected me and where they cut me felt like they were on fire. Like a million volts of electricity frying my nerves until all I could see was white. And now it's just...throbbing. Constantly. And every little movement seems to jostle something despite avoiding the areas.