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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 1:12 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 3:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 4:09 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 4:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 4:25 pm
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"Don't tell me to chill!" Aulus replied hotly, a flush of anger coming to his pale face. "It sounded like mocking, not acknowledgement!" Anger took effort though and he had promised that he wouldn't stress himself out. Just getting un-angry wasn't something he was good at though; he'd never really practiced, shouting at people and or threatening them until they went away was a lot easier.
Nevertheless Aulus tried because he really didn't want to be trapped in bed for another week; he let out a slow breath and looked down at Phaeth instead of at Kailee, resuming his petting of the Rapidash's ears.
Was he mad? Yes, but not about the present... or whatever it had been. "I'm not mad about it," Aulus said after a rather long pause. "It was... thoughtful. I just don't know why you thought of it, or did it." She obviously had some clue about photography what with the backdrop and all, a nice camera too and access to a decent printer and such. Why had she done it? That had been niggling at him ever since he'd figured out that it must have been her. He didn't know what she wanted, or if she really didn't want anything and was 'safe', and if she was 'safe' whether or not he gave a s**t.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 4:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 4:54 pm
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"Actually," Aulus replied, voice going low and sibilant as his pulse started to race in reaction to the perceived threat, "off the clock or on it if a superior officer tells you to do something you'd better do it pretty damn quickly. This isn't some office in Camphoreon this is Team Rocket! It's-" He paused abruptly raising a hand to his head as he felt a rising wave of giddiness. Shouldn't have got stressed, stupid boy, shouldn't have asked, should just have waited for her to leave like a... leaving person.
Suddenly he was leaning back in his chair. Phaeth had stood up and was nudging his face. He must have missed out on that memo.
Aulus shook his head in an attempt to clear it and sat up straight again. "It's not a nice place," he muttered, continuing on from where he thought he'd been but his voice the venom and gained a faintly puzzled note. "It's full of not nice people. Like me. Why do you even want to be my friend? I haven't been even remotely pleasant to you, why would you go out of your way to do something nice for me? It's...." He blinked and shook his head again. "You're like... somebody shoved sunshine and rainbows and kitten whiskers into a blender and then compressed them together like an industrial diamond. I don't understand why you'd do it.... And of course I do. They're my friends." Maybe he shouldn't have said that bit, he wasn't really sure just now. He felt tired and shaky and... he really hoped that he felt less so before he had to go back to the infirmary or he was going to be in really deep s**t.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 5:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 5:36 pm
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What was he supposed to do?
What would Alex tell him to do? Alex always knew what people stuff to do... usually. Sometimes. Well a lot more often than he did anyway.
Aulus draped his arm over Phaeth's neck to stop the Rapidash from nudging at him, breathing deeply and trying to get his pulse to calm. It didn't seem to take much to put him close to panic these days, usually not a problem physically but at the moment... bit too much maybe.
"I'm fine," he managed eventually, finding a bit of gruffness from some deep hidden reserve. "Just... just a bit dizzy. Major recent surgeries and all. It'll go away." In the meantime he would feel miserable and sick; it was probably lucky he still wasn't eating.
The rest of what she said was... baffling. He wasn't sure if he should find it obnoxious or foolish or what. Why was just accepting it not an option, accepting people? Because people were difficult and people hurt you if you let them, or most of them did anyway. Claire hadn't. He remembered meeting her in the mall, saving Zeus from the chocolate and then snapping at her a lot. Chocolate right up to his elbows. That had been a weird day, the first weird day in a string of intermittent really weird days that had led him to this day; down half an arm cuddling his lost Rapidash and talking to a girl about friendship. Maybe one day he'd wake up and find out it was all just a dream after all and he was fifteen years old again with a whole life ahead of him and endless choices and.... He hoped not. His only friend at that age had been Phaeth.
"Uh," Aulus gave himself another shake, the weird thoughts fading out a little and a bit more of reality fading in. "Unique... well I have to give you that." He wasn't even going to touch on the 'trust issues'; half of him thought she was right and the other half of him screamed that he couldn't trust her. That probably said something about one or both halves. "I suppose I could have just watched you struggle... but that would have been stupid." He couldn't say that he trusted her with his life, but he trusted her to watch his back in the field and that was something wasn't it? Maybe that was just teamwork.
"Oh, missions." Well he supposed he should say it. "You made a good spot on the fur.... I think I made a note of it somewhere but it was when I was really high so I might not have. I'll check." She might be a sunny klutz but when people got things right you had to recognize that, right? Right. Decent superiors did that and he wanted- he really wanted to be good at what he did. Was a luck of trust serving him well or holding him back? Maybe he'd ask Alex later, when Alex was more Alex and less concussion.
"I...." What? Where was he going with that? He had been going to say something about his relationship with his pokemon companions but there was nothing there. He didn't really feel like he was worthy of anything much though, certainly not them or Alex or... anything much really at the moment. He felt a bit pointless and that was stupid, he knew that, but....
"Tortie takes after me in a taste for colour. I don't like things too bright." He also didn't like to be in debt, which he realised he would be soon because Kailee was planning a party for Tortie. "She'll probably pretend she doesn't care... I mean Tortie, about the party." Maybe his head was still a bit weird, he felt like he was talking a bit disjointedly. "She'll pretend she doesn't she'll like the attention.... Or... make much of her prowess as a warrior an a huntress, like some kind of Viking s**t. She'll lap that right up." What could he do to repay the gesture of the party? He couldn't be on uneven footing with Kailee or she might try to use it against him sometime... right?
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 6:06 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 6:19 pm
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Aulus' eyebrows raised. "You painted your room?" He was pretty sure grunts weren't meant to do that but then he'd never asked, and he wasn't planning to ditch her in it anyway because there was no point he could see to that either. "Don't let anyone with too fancy a uniform see it, I don't know if you're supposed to decorate that much." There was an important difference between just 'arsehole' and 'vindictive'; he held the former Executive now Elite known as Seth as an example of the latter, he'd thrown a Porygon at somebody's head!
"Which one of your pokemon?" Aulus continued, catching on a subject that interested him more. "You've got a good bunch... we should see if Sissy and Tortie can get along sometime, when I've been released formerly. I'm going to have a lot of time on my...." Aulus gave a little exhale that was almost a laugh. "Hand." The whole mess was still hard to think about, and he still hadn't looked at it. He'd have to sooner or later though... but not right now. Still though as he would have all that time he'd check what, if anything, he had actually submitted because a good Agent was damn well accurate regardless of the modesty of others.
"And yeah, she will," he confirmed re: Tortie. "She likes to play the hard b***h." Not like anyone else he knew of course. "And I wouldn't say everyone deserves it... but most I suppose. Most.... What sort of cake?"
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