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Contrary to popular belief, the worst part about having a broken leg wasn't the pain. Brodie'd dealt with pain before, and now he was kind of used to it. It was the kind of thing that you learned to live with when you'd asked as many chicks to show him their tits as he had.

The worst part of it all was the GODDAMN ITCHING. The itching and the fact that there was nothing to DO. Fuck but, he'd give his left nut for a Sega and just about ANY game right now. Even Too Cool To Fool. Yes, he'd bought it, and yes he'd played it. But Brodie blamed that on the fact that it had been ten cents at The Dirt Mall and he'd been hungry at the time. But hey, you get what you pay for.

He shifted a little on the clinic bed, wincing when he moved his leg.

"HEY!" Brodie yelled out, "What's a guy gotta do to get a little room service around here?!"

Date: 2007-08-16 03:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Rogue had been doing laundry- which left her in her X-men catsuit under jeans- and had been heading for the kitchen when she'd heard familiar yelling, both in volume and tone. She brightened immediately- everything had been a mess with people missing and coming back and crowding the clinic- and she hadn't seen Brodie in days and had been, frankly, worried sick, and so she headed at a quick saunter for the clinic, catching the door frame lightly as she rounded the corner, already drawling, "Have ya tried askin' nicely, su-?" but she stopped short, and gasped.

"Oh mah God Brodie," she said in a rush and ran over to the bed.

Date: 2007-08-16 04:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Easy for her to say. Asking nicely worked was usually all chicks had to do. He could probably do a fucking handstand and offer to suck someone's dick and STILL have to yell just to get a goddamn cup of juice.

"Well, look who it is," Brodie greeted, and it was unclear whether or not he was purposely ignoring her reaction.

Date: 2007-08-16 04:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"How did this- where are you h- oh mah god, Brodie!" she said again, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking bewildered and stricken.

"Ah knew Ah hadn't seen ya cuz everythin's been such a mess but Ah didn't know you'd been hurt! Oh mah god, you- How bad is it?" she asked, looking him over, "what happened??"

Date: 2007-08-16 05:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Brodie shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, like he HADN'T freaked the fuck out once he saw his leg doing that shit where one half of his bone decided that it didn't like the other half anymore.

"Got into it with a dinosaur," Brodie explained, "Apparently, I look good enough to eat."

Date: 2007-08-16 07:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Usually, she would have made a quip about that second part, but she was too frazzled at the idea of Brodie being rent limb from limb and devoured.

"You idiot!" she said, hands moving to her hips, "'Got into it' better mean 'was minding mah own business and was set upon by' a dinosaur, or so help me!" She leaned closer, eyebros knitting worriedly together, reaching up a hand to press her palm against his temple, thumb brushing his forehead.

"How long are you gonna be in here?"

Date: 2007-08-17 06:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"'Got into it' means I went to sleep in my own goddamn bed and almost woke up as somebody's breakfast!" Brodie told her. Jesus Christ, it wasn't like any of this was HIS fault. Well, not EXACTLY. It wasn't like he'd had much of a choice with Godzilla's ugly brother fucking chasing them through the jungle and no escape in sight.

"I don't know; day or two. Or something."

Date: 2007-08-17 09:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Like hell it'll be," she said, smoothing the hand back through his hair. "Oh, God, Brodie, I thought I'd just missed you in all th'fuss goin' on, I didn't know to be worried. 'n good thing to or I'd been out there like a shot 'n probably gettin' in the way- I'm so happy you're all right," she said, and leaned forward to hug him, careful not to jostle his leg.

Date: 2007-08-17 10:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
The fact that ROGUE was standing there smoothing her hand through his hair was NOT lost on him. Not by a fucking long shot. Inf act, Brodie was trying to figure out just how much pity he could pull out of this. No one would tell him he was crazy for interpreting hand through the hair as 'God, I wish I could pork you right here on the clinic bed'.

Chicks and their signals.

Then she hugged him like he was on his fucking deathbed or something, but he wasn't about to complain. Especially not when the way her hair smelled reminded him of brand new comics. Not that she ACTUALLY smelled like ink and boards or anything.

"Yeah, well," He said, shrugging again, "Doc says I'll be back up in a few months-- good as new."

Date: 2007-08-17 10:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Rogue pulled back nodding a little, and pressed a firm kiss to his cheek, before she sat back all the way, crossing her legs and propping her arms behind her.

"You'll have t'watch that mouth o'yours, if you're gonna be relyin' on th'kindness o'strangers," she said with a little grin.

Date: 2007-08-21 02:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Jesus fucking Christ that was hot.

"Because someone's really gonna tell a guy on crutches to fuck off," Brodie said, mostly because he was planning on cracking someone over the head with one of the fucking things if they decided to be an asshole.

Date: 2007-08-22 12:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Probably not, 'n if they do I'll beat 'em up for you," she said happily.

"So what'd you need, sugar?"

Date: 2007-09-04 04:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Brodie could think of a couple of things that he needed right then. Fuck, but he could. But they didn't really involve shitty jello.

He raised his eyebrows. "Backrub?" He said, with a shrug of his shoulders.

No harm in trying.

Date: 2007-09-04 05:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Rogue half smirked back at him, and quirked an eyebrow.

"You're gonna milk this thing, huh?"

Date: 2007-09-06 04:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Hey, it's not every day you almost meet your maker in Superman boxers," He reasoned. It made sense in HIS mind anyway.

Date: 2007-09-06 02:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"'s a sort of unimaginative codename," she murmured to herself, then glanced him over.

"Can you even roll onna your stomach with that foot the way it is?"

Date: 2007-08-16 07:04 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Look what you've done to me.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
They weren't the kind of words that ought to have taken a girl's breath away.

Eden had been spending most of her time in or near the compound since Saturday, waiting, at once impatient and terrified. It was stupid, she'd told herself, to be so wound up and worried when there was nothing she could do. Still she'd been there. She'd gone downstairs to look in the clothes bin, just for distraction; she was coming back empty-handed, passing the clinic, when she heard him and stopped. Her breath caught in her throat and she closed her eyes, steadying herself outside the door because, panicked or not, damned if she was going to round the corner looking like an over-emotional idiot. It was Brodie, it had to be, and if he was in there -

Eden had dealt with worse, she reminded herself, much, much worse. With that, she walked into the clinic and promptly found herself staring at him, as pained by the sight as if she'd walked into the clinic and found someone else there instead. "What kind of room service are we talking here?" she asked, the joke falling flat as she came closer, hovering at the side of his bed. "The options are pretty limited in this place." She'd break in a minute, she knew it, but the relief was enough to hold her up for now.

Date: 2007-08-17 05:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I dont know, Some jello or SOMETHING," Brodie said, even though, considering some of the stuff he'd had to eat since he'd gotten to the island, it'd probably be some shitty flavor like BOAR. Or mango. Shit, but if he had to eat another mango, he was going to lose his mind. But hospital food was supposed to be crap anyway, wasn't it?

Although Brodie usually had to be metaphorically smacked to notice some things, Eden's expression wasn't lost on him, and he gave her an almost tentative grin.

Date: 2007-08-18 11:33 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Stop the muscle that makes us confess.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
It was as much instinct as it was an act, really, the smile that rose to her lips when he grinned, the result of habit and cover up and relief all thrown in together. "I think there's some in the pantry," she said. "Not made yet, though." It wasn't the first thing that came to Eden's mind to say, but it was what came out. It was easier to respond than to say that she'd been worried; besides, it couldn't, she thought, have been all that difficult to see. "God, Brodie, I -"

She bit her lip, nervous hands hovering mid-gesture and slowly coming to rest on the edge of the bed as she tilted her head to the side. There was the urge to reach out and touch his arm, his shoulder, his hand, to make sure he was really there, but too much hesitating seemed to make it impossible. Playing mother hen was simpler. "I'll see what I can find, and then you're telling me what happened, alright?"

Date: 2007-08-21 03:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Nah, don't worry about it," Brodie decided, because it was one thing to have one of the doctors running off for jello, pudding or what the fuck ever. This was another. "It's probably shit anyway."

Date: 2007-08-21 04:07 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Taught her how to run.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
"Probably," Eden agreed, glancing around for somewhere to sit before just leaning against the bed. "So..." She looked up at him, gaze holding steady for a silent moment before she let out something like a sigh. "What happened?"

Date: 2007-08-22 02:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
He shrugged nonchalantly, as if none of this was a big deal. Besides, it was JUST a broken leg-- big step up from ending up as fucking dino din-din as far as he was concerned.

"Went to bed in my room, woke up in the fucking jungle, that's what." He told her, "And this is what happens when you agitate our eight foot tall carniverous neighbors."

Date: 2007-08-22 06:31 pm (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Sweet but suspicious.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
"I'm making a note never to call on them as we speak," she said wryly. Just under the skin, there was a sense of panic, the belated product of an imagination that had spent the weekend hard at work anyway. It stayed there, though, hidden, and she was smiling slightly, her voice light. "How bad is it?" There was a slow blink, her eyes on him, her hand just barely stretching toward his without actually touching.

Date: 2007-08-27 11:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Just the leg, mostly," Brodie said. As far as he was concerned, that was more than enough. Unless some fucking vengeful god wanted him to suffer this horrific ordeal for some reason that was all MYSTICAL and INSIGHTFUL and shit. Besides, he wasn't about to tell her about getting all anvil in the head in the goddamn jungle.

Date: 2007-08-28 12:54 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Looking across the table.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
"Dinosaur?" It was a surprisingly hard word to get out. Fuck, it shouldn't even have been possible for that to be an option. Then again, it wasn't like the dinosaurs were the weirdest thing about being here, though that was pretty freaky in and of itself. "It's... I'm... just glad you made it out al- in one piece," she said quietly, half-smiling. "You're stuck in here awhile then, huh?"

Date: 2007-08-28 04:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Yeah, that fucker chased me and Karen through the jungle, then decided I needed my ass kicked for good measure." He left out the part where he'd apparently lost his fucking mind and thought that he could hold off a dinosaur with a tree branch. It was like...trying to stop the Juggernaut by holding out your arms to block the door or something.

He shrugged. "A couple of crutches and I'll be up in no time."

Date: 2007-08-28 05:11 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Taught her how to run.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
"It's... good you weren't alone." Eden sounded sincere enough when she said it. Mostly she meant it. Something about it felt off to her, though, even if she wasn't sure what, her mind circling pointlessly around the thought. "God, Brodie, you -" But of course he knew he could've been killed. She hesitated. "You scared me."

And that was too sincere, maybe, too honest for the kind of friendship they had, built on something airier than what she had with Penny. More veils, fewer truths - it kept her life simpler. She was fighting for something lighter to say, something funny maybe, but she couldn't think of anything.

Date: 2007-08-29 02:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Jesus, you act like I'm on my death bed or something," Brodie said, almost brushing it off. Though he caught when she started to say something and stopped.

He sat up a little more, shifting on the bed and winced. He wasn't usually up for it, but fuck--what he wouldn't give for Jay and Bob and one of their goodie bags right about now.

Date: 2007-08-29 02:19 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Trouble when everything is fine.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
"Yeah, well, people are pretty lucky when death involves a bed," Eden deadpanned, unable to block a trace of bitterness. She'd die again before she forgot.

She sat on the edge of the bed, head tilting as she shrugged. "I just worried, is all." And he'd been the only one out there. All the worry she ordinarily felt had suddenly been very concentrated.

Date: 2007-09-04 05:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Yeah, well, not a whole lot you can do when this place starts being a bitch about things like people waking up where they're supposed to."

At least he could have ended up waking up some place GOOD. What the hell was wrong with waking up next to a newly arrived Catwoman or some shit? Julie Newmar Catwoman would have been a hell of a lot better than dinoland.

Date: 2007-09-04 05:29 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Heaven sends and Heaven takes.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
"I wasn't blaming you," Eden pointed out. "I was just saying." She shrugged, adjusting the way she sat so she could draw a knee toward her, foot perched on the edge of the frame. It had slipped out, but she'd forced her body out of its stiffness, the only sign of what she'd said a small, tense pain in her stomach.

"I hate this place sometimes." It was purely conversational, accompanied by another little shrug. "Too much like being puppets or something."

Date: 2007-09-06 04:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"It's the price we've gotta pay for the scenery, I guess," Brodie said, "Great ocean views, but you might end up as a chick or something's breakfast at random."

Not that Brodie was about to admit it, but he was kinda pissed that he'd missed out on that whole thing where guys had turned into chicks. Not that he wanted to be one or anything, but who the hell DIDN'T want to see how the other half lived?

Date: 2007-09-06 05:15 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Extraordinary machine.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
"And, on the bright side, we are alive," Eden pointed out with a wry smile, raising an eyebrow. It was true, but it was also funnier to her, maybe, than it really should've been. "But I'll pass on turning into a guy, thanks. I'd also rather not be breakfast. Or lunch. Or dinner." Not that they had all that much room to bargain in any of those departments. "Not to any dinosaur, anyway."

Date: 2007-09-06 05:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"So what? You'd rather be something else's lunch?" If there was something else around that could fucking EAT A GUY, Brodie wanted to be aware of it.

Date: 2007-09-06 05:26 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Something in the way she held a stare.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
Eden shrugged. "There's gotta be better ways to go." It was a fucking morbid topic, all things considered, but it was true, too. At least shooting herself in the head had been fast. Getting eaten had to take ages.

Date: 2007-09-07 03:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Yeah, I can think if a couple," Brodie said, his tone not at all giving away the fact that he was thinking about how it wouldn't be half bad to bite the big one while fucking somebody. Hey, if you were gonna die, what better way? And the bonus was that you didn't have to deal with the humiliation of being caught in the act that would have inevitably come afterwards.

Plus, the undertakers would be stuck having to deal with a new kind of RIGOR MORTIS, which was pretty goddamn funny in and of itself.

Date: 2007-09-07 04:42 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Take me out tonight.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
And it had just become literally fucking morbid. Eden scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Really?" she asked, mock-innocent. "'cause I'd guess you're just thinking of one way."

Hell, not like she wouldn't have preferred that herself. As options went, it had to be a hell of lot better than most. She shrugged, obviously thinking to herself; lips curling into a half-smile, she arched an eyebrow. "Well, if that's your chosen way to shuffle off the mortal coil, you're gonna be safe for a while there, gimpy."

Date: 2007-09-08 07:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"HEY." Brodie said, actually offended. Yeah, okay so he'd been in the middle of a dry spell since Rene and her FUCKING LETTER OF SELF-RIGHTEOUSNESS, but it's not like Eden knew about it. Or like she needed to be an ASS about it even if she did.

"Besides, what the hell do you know about it anyway? For all you know, I was the other half of serendipitous JUNGLE LOVE."

Date: 2007-09-08 07:38 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Angel with an attitude.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
Laughing probably wasn't the best reaction to that, but Eden couldn't help it. 'Serendipitous jungle love' wasn't exactly the kind of phrase that induced seriousness.

"I'm just saying," she protested, biting her lip to hold back her grin, "that, you know, being on crutches isn't exactly gonna improve your... love life or whatever. And, actually, that if you were... the other half of... jungle love out in the middle of dino land, I... don't think I wanna know about it." It was harder than she'd expected to say that with a straight face. Besides, it wasn't like she was up for sharing her own experiences, whatever they'd been, in or out of dinosaur territory.

Date: 2007-09-13 01:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
It took Brodie a second to catch what she was saying. IF that's what she was saying. But given Eden's track record, he didn't doubt it ONE BIT. "Do you think I'm gonna fuck a DINOSAUR?" Brodie asked her. Fuck that. Besides, they didn't have tits.

"Despite whatever preconceived notions you might have, the scales just don't do it for me."

Date: 2007-09-13 02:09 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (You are my sunshine.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
Eden almost fell off the bed. Biting her lip too hard to hold back the laughter, she steadied herself, then raised her eyebrows at him. "All I'm saying is, the way you put it? Just a little bit sketchy," she said. "I didn't actually think that. You'd probably have more than the one broken body part if you tried anyway."

Date: 2007-09-13 02:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Sketcy, schmetchy, I'm not gonna take these fucking accusations of bestiality lying down." Forget about the fact that he actually WAS lying down.

Date: 2007-09-13 02:39 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Can't start a fire without a spark.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
"I don't think you can actually take them any other way," Eden pointed out, batting her eyelashes, all innocence. "Besides, I wasn't making any accusations. You just inferred."

Date: 2007-09-16 03:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"HEY." He said, "It was pretty goddamn obvious what you were insinuating, so you can drop the sweet and innocent act." He would have had to be some kind of a RETARD to not catch it.

Date: 2007-09-16 05:20 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Extraordinary machine.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
"Who says it's an act?" Eden arched an eyebrow, mock-hurt, pressing a hand to her heart. "It was only a joke, Brodie." She flashed a smile, biting at her lower lip, and this time it was a real one. Sweet and innocent? Yeah, it was an act. If there was one thing Eden wasn't, she was pretty sure it was innocent.


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