*Chris looked back at Amber then to Jake again* I've got to go do.. something. [Anything.] Oh, and if Hallie knew you were talking about her.. *Jake smiled slightly* Don't say a thing.. (Chris:) She'd be mad.. *With one more glimpse at the others that ended back at Amber, Chris left just as suddenly as he had come*
*Amber glanced up at Jake but before he could catch her eyes, she looked away over to the door*
*Amber leans back on her arms, keeping her eyes on the floor* *Comfort watched him with a tilted head as he took off his shirt, then at the movement of his eyes, she looked away quietly* [ Maybe I should do as Trowa told us... just stop and let these guys go.. ...Amber just helped herself out by doing that to Chris.. ] *Quatre decides to finally break all the tenseness and mixed emotions in the room* So! [Uh..] What are we going to do now? The rain's probably not going to stop for a while, being silent won't pass the time. ~The room remains silent~ *Amber, Comfort, and Trowa glance up at Quatre, not saying anything* *Quatre sighs at their looks, shifting and now becomming uncomfortable as they stare at him and he sighs* Nevermind..
*Amber shifts and sits on one leg, leaving the other to idly swing back and forth- she folds her arms over her chest, one hand reaching up to barely trace the tags with her fingers* [Seems like all these deaths are our fault... Nick.. Chris' girlfriend.. wait. Jake said that she wasn't a girlfriend? ..A fiance or wife, maybe? Sounds odd to be a wife.. but eh... my Grandma'ma was married at fourteen, so...] *She looks away from Quatre and focuses her gaze back down at the ground, lost in her thoughts* [It could always be a possibility... God.. I feel even worse than before, now.. a fiance? Wife? What else was she to him? What other things was happening between the two of them that wasn't known? ...Fiance... Nick was talking about weddings... engagements.. for after the war.... ...what if I told him after the war about this fascade I'm playing, would he have attacked me then? There're so many 'what if's... I know I shouldn't blame myself... but I do.... it was me that triggered his anger..] *Comfort glanced back at Jake quickly, just to catch a glimpse of his faint smile and she shifts her eyes to Quatre again* [Did I look away because I didn't want to get caught, or am I just always this shy? o.O Weird..] (Quatre:) [Talk to Hope... this was how Amber's debate started..] You're probably right.. but we really should wait until she's not busy or anything.
*Amber's eyes flickered to Jake's smile critically before going back down to the floor* *Quatre nodded a bit, smiling back only faintly* Right.. [Well.. what now? I guess I should just ask for a soldier to go ask Hope if she should make some... appointment.. to see me..] Do you think you could tell a soldier out here in the hall, you know.. just stick your head out, maybe.., if they could ask Hope when she could speak with me? *Amber glanced over to Quatre with a slight, but quick move of her head* [He's giving in so soon? What... but we won't have any freedom.. ..and without any clear time to talk with Duo about our plan, he'll might as well just come with the supplies cuffed!] *Trowa shifted his eyes over to Amber, reading past her emotionless eyes* [Sarcastic... cynical.. she's also just a little scared..] *He moved a bit in his seat to get a bit more comfortable* [She knows we're going to be here for a long time.. and because of her sanctuary, if Duo doesn't know and is also held here.., she won't leave. And if Hope leaves, these unruly soldiers'll just take us all out in the back and shoot us... There really are some that would do that... it's not safe here for any civilians, some soldiers would just as well violate or ra(lalala- bad-word interupter!)pe... even murder some just for game.. the pigs..]
*Cecily, one of the nurses, steps into Chris' room, unaware of him being in there, with a few towels in her hands and she jumps at his presence* Oh! Chris.. I didn't know you were here.... ...Are you.. crying? *Amber and Comfort both looked up to watch Chris* *Amber's hand twitched a bit to grip onto the sheets as she listened to Aaron* [Annoying male..]
*Cecily frowned lightly at him, stepping in and putting the towels on a table, watching him* I was sent by Hallie to find the rest of the soldiers who haven't eaten yet... ....Chris, what's wrong? *Quatre nodded slightly* Right. Thanks. *Amber shifts again, opening her jacket a bit and pulling out a small book with Japanese writing scribbled almost everywhere and she opens it, reading parts and tilting the book to it's side so she could read parts that were scribbled upside down* ( Eh, randomness ) *Comfort perks up faintly at the book and she glances at the book, reading a few passages when she can catch a glimpse*
*Cecily frowns, not believing him and she sighs* Chris... *She walks over to him slowly* You have to eat something.. and really... I wasn't born yesterday. I know when something's wrong.... *Amber puts the small book away when Aaron had entered and she placed her arms back behind her to lean on them* *Comfort wound back down, laying back on her side on the bed, watching Aaron, then to Quatre before glancing a few times to Jake, she lets her eyes trail before quickly tearing them away to look down at the sheets* [What is with me!? I'm acting like some extremely shy school girl! Jesus Comfort, get yourself together and STOP acting like this! He's just.. some... really.. nice.. and good looking soldier without a.... ..shirt.. .......GUUU!!] *Quatre nods a bit* Yes, thank you, very much.
[For being new to Oz she has a knack..] *Chris forced a small smile but shook his head* Really.. I'm not. Save it for the civilians.. [The three of us won't eat. I bet she hasn't even realized Hallie hasn't eaten anything..] Hmm. All the nurses seem to have such high intuition. *Aaron nods once and backs out to leave* *Jake was silent again, wondering if he should apologize or say something to Amber..* *Zechs blinked and broke the glare* Quatre? Why does that name seem.. (Hope:) No. (Zechs:) It does.. so.. (Hope:) Quit. (Zechs:) And did he say rebels? *Hope froze and Zechs laughed quietly* Is that what you're busy doing? (Hope:) I am doing a civilian service mission.
*Cecily sighed again, watching him for a while, then she lowered her head a bit and nodded slowly* ....... Alright.. if you say so. ...I mean... you don't want to talk about it.... so I won't push you.. *Quatre watches Aaron leave*
*Chris watched her then sighed* [But I don't want to talk about it..] We don't need to talk about that.. but you can get my mind off it.. Ummm, how are you? *Jake returns to the room (space-i-ness) and looks to Quatre* If you would rather I'll trade places with Aaron... to avoid further.. unpleasantries. *Zechs continued to question Hope but they both knew he had found something* *Their convo quiets to whispers and nothing else can be heard*
*Quatre starts to object, trying to say how it's okay for him to stay when Amber snaps out of her 'trance' sort of and looks up to Jake, speaking once more* Oh, so you're saying that if you're in here we might start arguing again? *Comfort blinked, then gave a soft, irritated sigh* [Either she's just nonstop or she's on her period..] ( X.x; Eh-heh...!? ) *Quatre sweatdrops at Amber's sudden burst of energy to speak* *Trowa glances over to Amber, raising an eyebrow* [Does she really want to fight that bad?] *Comfort smiles at the sudden opportunity to make him feel better* I'm... alright, I guess... how're you? *She looks over her shoulder to the door* I thought I saw Hallie coming this way..
*Jake turns his eyes to Amber* Most likely. But on that note I'd probably be the best one to stay here as the others might use a gun.. Or perhaps I could get Nick to replace me.. you've seen him right? The annoying jerk who's scouting in the main? *Chris nodded* Fine.. it's been a long day. So why is it you voluntered to come down here?
*Amber lightly bristles and stiffen at the name, instantly seeing just a faint vision of her own Nick, crumpled and dead on a carpeted floor, before she blinks it away, shaking her head* I haven't seen him or heard of him before. *Cecily tilts her head a bit, not used to having questions asked about herself* Me? Oh.. I wanted to.. Isn't it why everyone else is here? *She asks this with total and complete innocence and naivity*
*Chris smiled slightly* That's why most people are here.. but not all. *Jake watched the reaction* [She must not like that name...] Hmm, well, all the better. I suppose I'm still the best to stay here..
*Cecily blinks, amazed* Really? Then why are they here?? *Amber nodded a bit, once again silent and she turns her head to the side, looking down at the sheets before closing her eyes briefly, only to open them at another sudden vision of Nick and she shudders faintly* [D*mn him! Just D*MN him!] ( Either Jake or Nick, I'm not sure yet who she's talking about )
*Chris' smile faded into a frown* They're here to look good.. and for their reports. (HAHA! fine then!) *Jake nodded and fell silent also, his eyes moving from her to look past and into the hall in time to see Hallie walk by*
*Cecily frowned as well, tilting her head, slightly shocked* What kind of heartless people are they? *Comfort watched Amber, then frowned, poking her in the back* Anata wa ii desu ka..? *Amber turned a bit to look at her* Ehh..? Hai. ( "Are you okay?" "Ehh..? Yeah." )
*Comfort eyes Amber* Nn.. *Amber blinks, again her personality jumping out again, as if nothing were wrong and everything was normal, and she asks in a slightly rised* Nani yo!? ( What!? ) *Comfort shakes her head* Iie.. Iie.. ( Nothing, nevermind ) Ah.. Aaron-sam- (Amber:) -KUN. (Comfort:) Aaron-KUN wa urosai totemo no anata wa ka? ( Is Aaron annoying to you? ) *Amber eyed her* Hai.. Aaron-kun baka desu... Aaron-baka namae wa desu... -kun wa iie. ( Yeah, he's pretty stupid.. His new suffix of his name will be 'stupid' because he's not worthy for even kun. ) *Cecily shifted a bit, looking to the door* So why are you here?
*Amber quickly runs her words together as she speaks* ( *will put _ inbetween the words* ) Aaron-baka_no_baka_totemo_ooki_desu. ("His stupidity's too big for him." ) Atama_wa_....Eh... Ah.. *She pauses, forgetting the word for 'explode,' so she just says it in English* Explode_desu yo!! ( "His head might explode!!" ) *Comfort blinked, then bit her lip, trying not to laugh, understanding 'atama' as honey/sweetness instead of 'head'* Naaaa?!?? *She smirks* Aaron-baka no... anata.....? ( "His... sweetness?" ) *Amber chokes, or almost does* ANATA!?!?! Aaron-baka no ANATA!?!?... Guu! Anata wa baka desu YO!! Watashi wa tte Aaron-baka no 'HEAD', a-ta-ma!! ( "SWEETNESS!?!?! His SWEETNESS!?! Ahg!! You're stupid!! I said his 'HEAD'! ) *Comfort shakes her head* IIE!! Watashi wa 'sweetness' kikimashita! Anata wa baka desu yo! ( "Nah-uh!! I head sweetness! You're the stupid one!" ) *Cecily looks down, a faint smile on her face* Doesn't look like you got away from the stress..
(Jake:) [Explode!? What.. are they talking about. And they keep saying Aaron. If they're planning to blow something up.. Wait, it's just between Amber and Comfort though.. these two don't seem to understand. But maybe it's already been planned..] *Chris looked back at Cecily* Hmm? No, it seems to follow me. *He seemed to smile faintly also* *Hallie found her way back in the main, checking back in on the civilians as a gust of wind pounds the solid church walls*
(Amber:) Atama. ( Head )(Comfort:) Anata! ( Honey! ) (Amber:) Anata-tte wa eigo no 'honey' desu. Atama-tte wa eigo no 'head' desu yo! Watashi wa 'head' shimashita! ( Anata in English is Honey, Atama in English is head, I said head! ) *Cecily frowned* I guess I need to go find Hallie.. um.. you sure you don't want anything to eat?
*Chris nods, keeping up the smile* Probably.. you nurses are very important. I'm sure. Thanks though. *Jake's mind continued, caught up on 'explode'* [They say two words over and over again.. atama and anata.. what can those two mean?! And what about explode?!]
*Cecily nodded a bit* Alright.. you're welcome. *She steps out of the room and closes it gently* (Comfort:) Ah.. Iie, gomen. ( "Sorry, forget about it" ) (Amber:) Ii desu.. ( "It's alright" ) *She changes the converation to something lighter* Ayame no bi totemo desu ne? ( "The rain at night's really beautiful, isn't it?" ) (Comfort:) Hai.. Kore wa taikutsu totemo desu yo. ( "Yeah, but this is really boring." )
*Chris watches her leave, not saying anything more* *As Cecily stepped out into the hall, Aaron stepped out of the shadows behind her* Hey.. Cecily! *Jake began to calm, his more relaxed part telling him that it was nothing, or he misunderstood* *He moved into a more comfortable position and stared off into space, his arms still crossed over his chest*
*Cecily jumps, litterally, about three feet and she turns quickly* Oh.. Aaron... You scared me. Umm.. Yes? *Amber and Comfort speak quietly before they had nothing else to say* *Amber takes out the small Japanese book again* Mimashita ka? ( "Read it?" ) *Comfort takes it and looks through the pages* Hai.. arigato. (Amber:) Doo itashimashita. *she sits back a bit, bored*
*Chris continued to stare at the shut door* *Aaron grins at her jump* Sorry bout that.. I forget that I'm coming from nowhere sometimes.. Yes, so Hallie has asked me to tell you that she needs you back in the hospital wing when you're done with Chris. How is he? *Jake's eyes traveled to the book before he deemed it harmless and looked away, glancing at Trowa and Quatre from the corner of his eye* *Hope and Zechs were still in avid debate* *Hallie had stopped at a young mother and an even younger baby boy- who was crying loudly and annoying many of the others* What's he need?
*Cecily glances over at the door* He's pretty upset over something.. he says it's stress but there's really something else wrong... I just don't know what... I thought I saw him crying, but the lights are off in the room, so I'm not sure... Ah.. um.. thanks, I'll make sure to stop by the wing first. *Amber glances to the door, hearing Aaron and Cecily* [Y'know.. I'm under Sanctuary.. I'm safe no matter where I go in this Church.. they can't just keep me in this room. ...Maybe I should go apologize to Chris... ...Would he be mad?]
*Aaron looks somewhat concerned* I'm sure stess is part of it.. but there was an argument.. between the rebels and Jake. Chris came up to the room then left suddenly and entered that room.. no one in the halls heard what had upset him. First? Where else do you plan to go? *Jake slipped back into a calm ease as the room remained quiet* [Mmm.. I don't like fighting much.. at least against an injured girl who has all the right to be upset and uptight.. Still, these people think they are immortal or what?? Have they no idea the danger they're in and the harm that could come if they do or say the wrong thing?] *Hallie deals quietly with the young woman, eventually concluding that the baby is hungry*
*Cecily glanced back over her shoulder to the Main* I was planning on going to the kitchen or somewhere to find Hallie to tell her that Chris won't be eating. *Amber brings one leg on the bed, resting her wrist on the knee and leaning back on the other arm, watching the door quietly while barely swinging the other leg idly* [I'm sure the dimwad over there wouldn't let me go.. or even Aaron in the hallway. .....Wait, 'let me?' When do I care what some Oz soldier will -let- me do anything?]
*Aaron nodded and looked back at Chris' door, which he was still staring at himself* She took off toward the Main.. *Jake's eyes floated to Amber and he watched her* [She seems to be debating something..]
*Cecily nods* Thank you. ..Has Hallie given you your food yet? *Amber blinks, feeling Jake's eyes on her and she looks over to him and watches him for a moment before irritatedly asking* /What/?
*Aaron steps back slightly and shakes his head* No.. but it's not really necessary.. you know, standing in the hall all day doesn't really build an appetite *Jake blinks and shook his head* Simply wondering. If you're thinking about Chris.. yes, it would be a good thing to talk to him.
*Trowa glances over to Amber at Jake's words* *Amber looks past Jake to Trowa, then back to Jake, ignoring Trowa's silent warnings to stay* You think so?
*Jake caught the look and wondered what Trowa or Quatre had done to distract her attention then nodded slowly* Yes. I've known Chris for a number of years. And as you.. nevermind. Yes I think so. *Aaron smiled again, halfheartedly and sighed* *Hallie busies herself with the baby and young mother* *Hope is at a stand-still*
*Trowa narrows his eyes, only for a moment* *Amber glances back at him once more before shifting to stand and she slowly stands at the door, drumming her fingers on the doorknob* Yeah.. well.. okay. [A trick? I swear I'll kill him if it is.. then they could trial me for murder and hold me captive.] *She finally just opens the door and walks out into the hall, closing the door behind her* *Cecily eyes Aaron* Are you -sure-? Because I could- *She pauses, looking over as the door opens and watches Amber* *Amber stands against the door, eyeing both Cecily and Aaron* I.. um. Which room is Chris in?
*Jake watched her leave with a nod and refrained from looking at the other three* [Well! I feel better now. Chris can handle it and it'll be all fixed.. hopefully.] *Aaron smiled slightly at her* Out walking the halls? ....He's four doors down on the left. That way. *He pointed in the direction towards the main* And I'm sure Cecily.. if I get hungry I'll go find you or Hallie for my ration then.. *Chris was staring fixedly at the door, trying hard not to think of anything as a few solitary tears roll down his cheeks*
*Amber didn't smile back and she looked down the hall, then nodded slowly* .....Thanks. *Walks down the hall to the door and pauses, hesitant and she lets her hand hover just above the doorknob before closing her eyes, taking a deep breath and entering quietly, shutting the door behind her and leaning faintly against it* *Cecily looks back to Aaron* Alright.. *She turns and walks to the hospital wing quietly*
*Aaron watched Amber critically, not paying much attention as Cecily walked off* *Hall gossip whispered faintly down the halls of her movement and Aaron took steps back into the gloom* *In the utter darkness of the room, Chris may still be undefined to Amber though he could make her out perfectly well* [Why did she.. come?] *Jake watched the door with a detached look as his stomach grumbled faintly* [Stupid hunger..]
*Amber blinked a few times in the darkness, 'sensing' someone was in there that she just assumed as Chris, she remained against the door and finally crossed her arms, shifting her eyes to the side and downwards* [Talk about dark and.. depressive.] *She drops her arms, a little weary in the silence, but her sight quickly adjusts in the darkness and she moves her gaze to watch Chris, then blinks, quickly growing uncomfortable* [He's been... ..crying?] Chris.. *Comfort glanced over to Jake at the sound, putting down the small Japanese book* Y'know... if you're hungry, Jake... that bowl of soup on the table over there's going nowhere. Maybe you should eat. ( It was Amber's bowl, but the stubborn girl won't eat it ^^; So it's basically anyone's ) *Cecily headed to the hospital wing, other nurses telling her what was needed to be done, cleaned, and etc.*
*Amber glanced over to the chair, but remained leaning against the door* It doesn't hurt [ as much.. ] anymore... *She fell quiet for a moment, watching him* [How do I say it?..] Chris, I.. [ Um..? ] ...didn't mean what I said. I really didn't.. *Comfort shook her head* I'm not hungry, and Amber's obviously too stubborn to eat anything. You haven't had your ration, Jake, eat. ~Meanwhile, at the Safe House~ *Duo sighed, sitting at the controls and communication things* We haven't heard from any of them in almost two hours, Heero. *Heero rolled his eyes, having a somewhat warm coffee in his hands* They'll send some signal or something to us. If they haven't at the third hour, Duo, you can bug Amber. Alright? I'll hack into whatever she has and turn it on for you. *Duo blinks* Really? (Heero:) Yes. Really. So stop whining.
(Chris:) Move the chair to the door then, you shouldn't stand. *He paused reflecting on her comment as the past words returned to his mind* Didn't..? [So she said them to..??] *Jake smiled slightly at her* You two will be hungry eventually.. And I don't have a ration. I didn't come here to eat. *Hope and Zechs' convo became secreted again as Zechs responds to her and they continue down that road, seeming civil*
*Comfort barely smiled back* [Do I have to force feed him or something?..] Just a bite? *Amber remained by the door* Yeah... I didn't mean it. It just sort of... slipped out. Chris, I'm really sorry.
*He blinked and the smile faded into a near frown* I'd ask the same of you. Having fainted from malnutrition and such you should really eat more. *Chris seemed faraway as he watched her* [What, do I have to make her sit!?] If you didn't mean it but it slipped out, why would you think it? *Aaron eyes the shut door Amber leaned on, unable to hear anything* *Hallie moved out of the Main and into the halls, passing Hope's shut door with a glance*
*Comfort rubbed her arm lightly* I'm not hungry. (Amber:) It was this spur of the moment-thing. I said it without thinking.. and I shouldn't have. *Cecily leaves the hospital wing and goes to find Hallie in Main*
(Jake:) [Perhaps share it.. would that make her eat? If I ate part of it with her..?] (Chris:) Because Jake put you into an argument? *His now quiet voice included the sarcastic note of the impossibility that Jake had started the argument* *Hallie paused by the door for a moment then sighed and continued on towards the hospital wing* [So much work to do.. oh! Perhaps I should go tally how much food was just used.. and subtract it from the food I listed before.]
*Comfort kept her hand on her arm for a moment before dropping it away* *Amber blinked, then looks away from him, glancing at the door behind her, shifting a hand behind her to the doorknob* Maybe I should go...
*Chris watched her movement solemnly* No.. don't. I accept the apology.. and don't worry about it. It was simply a shock to hear the words.. and the flood of memories [I had locked away]. (Jake:) [Someone will eat it.. so I can't. Unless I split it with her.. She /has/ to eat.] *Hallie agrees with herself and moves away from the ward back toward the kitchen*
*Amber let her hand rest on the doorknob* [Still.. I can't help but to worry..] *She slowly drops her hand away from it* ..Are you.. sure? *Cecily finds herself back where the wounded soldiers were again and she wanders around the room, ignoring some that had teasingly started to describe their wounds and blood and how they had gotten them, feeling pale*
*He watched her hesitate and knew what she was thinking* I'm sure. It was her decision to fight on that day.. we both decided to. *His hand moved to wipe away the trail the tears had left* *Jake remained silently, his eyes still lingering on Comfort* *Hallie entered the kitchen and went about the tallying*
*Ralph grins* And then the blood just POURED out.. the bone was litterally in sight. *Levi laughed at Ralph, then continued* It was sickening, epsecially with the torn muscles and all the blood. *Cecily finally can't take it and she faints right there in the walkway of the beds that the soldiers were laying in* ( @_@ I dunno, it's fun to make her naive ) *Comfort cleared her throat a bit and looked down to the book* [Well? If I'm not hungry.. I'm not hungry.] *Amber frowned, watching him but keeping silent* [Look at what I did to him..]
*Amy suddenly rushed over to Cecily throwing a glare at the two who had pushed her over the edge* Shame!! *She layed her out on the floor and took a pulse and all the nursey stuff* *Jake averted his eyes* [I'm not going to eat..] *Chris eyed her carefully, hesitant to talk* Do you.. want to know about her.. or no? [Why did I just say that?!!?]
*Amber tilts her head, unsure* [ It would make him sad? ] I.. would, but wouldn't that make you more depressed? *Comfort flips a few pages in the book, reading it silently* [I won't eat. I can't eat. ...Can't? Why can't I? Heh *in a slight sarcastic tone to herself* I 'might get fat' is that it?]
*Chris continued to watch her with a somber look* Perhaps. But I remember the pleasant times I spent with her.. so it would simply be sharing memories.. *Jake glanced briefly back to Comfort* [Why is it she refuses to eat.. then faints?? Don't these people who are her 'friends' understand she needs to eat??] *Hallie sighed as she added it up* [Spent 2 and a half bags of oatmeal to feed nearly everyone here..]
[ Ugh.. this pain's getting to me now.. I better just sit down. ] If.. you're willing, then I'd love to hear about her.. *Amber walks over slowly to the chair Chris had offered a while back and she slowly sits down* *Trowa watches Comfort, and speaks up, something he hasn't done in a while* Jake's right, Comfort. You should eat something. *Comfort keeps her eyes down on the Japanese writing, staring at them, not reading* I'm not hungry, Trowa. (Trowa:) [She's starving herself again.. if Amber finds out...] (Quatre:) Just try to eat, Comfort. (Comfort:) Why should I try to eat if I'm not hungry? (Quatre:) [Just as stubborn as Amber.. --;]
*Chris actually sort of smiled at her words and as she sits* If you would like to hear. Her name was Carol.. Carol Rogets. And she had a passion for others.. *Jake looked quickly to Trowa and Quatre, very surprised to hear them* *His eyes returned to Comfort and he nodded* ..please?
*Amber nodded a bit* How'd you meet her? *Comfort glanced over to Jake before looking at Trowa and Quatre, then moving her gaze back down to the book* [He said 'please'? ...Oh, I would, Jake.. I would do it just for you.. but.. I.. can't.] I'm not hungry, you guys, I'm okay. Really, I already ate some soup a while ago..
In a cafe. *He grinned as he remembered the thought* It was one of those beautifully perfect days. And she was a waitress at this cafe.. *Jake frowned ever so slightly at her reply* [She.. has to eat. Why won't she eat? for me..?] That was a long while ago.. Soup wouldn't hurt anything..
*Amber smiled faintly, listening to him quietly* *Comfort shaked her head a bit* It's Amber's, anyway. She'll.. um.. [ What am I saying!? I JUST said a few moments ago that Amber wouldn't eat it.. ] eat... it. If she gets hungry..? I'll eat when I'm hungry. Eh.. heh. *She glanced over to Jake* [ I'm sorry.. ]
*His eyes seemed rather upset though he concealed it in his voice* Amber can get another bowl, besides she's away now. I'll call the doctor.. and she'll insist you eat it. *Chris glanced back down at her and the grin faded to a soft smile as he continued* Things went on from there.. it was about a year and half.. almost two years. Then she decided to join Oz.
*Amber nodded slowly* Wow, two years... *Comfort looked away from his eyes back down to the book* And I'll tell her the same thing I'm telling you all. I am not hungry. (Quatre:) *sighs* [She's said those words too much, they sound so.. fake. So rehersed and empty.]
*Jake picked up a seemingly false sound in them, recorded* *He sighed lightly and he watched her for a bit longer before looking back toward the door* (Chris:) Yeah.. of dates and things, we grew close. So her passion for others.. and skills in quick thinking and reflexes brought her to Oz. I followed her of course, there was no way I'd go anywhere without her.. *A sudden thought struck him and he looked at her more closely* ...does it depress you?
*Amber looks down for a moment, then back up at him and smiles faintly* No, not at all.. *Comfort glances up at Jake for a moment before back down to the book*
*Jake's mind wandered through confusion as he once again listened to the rain* *Chris frowned to her* It does.. that's the least thing I'd want to do. *Amy finally revived Cecily, still glaring at the boys in the room* Not a sound now! *Hope and Zechs fell into a silent moment* *Hallie put the food away and cleaned up the kitchen a bit before stepping out to look up and down the halls*
*Amber shook her head slowly* No, it's not. I want to hear more, I'd tell you if it's making me depressed. *Cecily stands wearily, eyeing the two men before sighing* Thank you, Amy..
*Chris' frown turned upside-down (^.~) having been waiting for those words* Tell me then, when it does. *He thought of what else he could tell about her* *Amy helped her up and smiled* Sure thing. You know, perhaps you would feel most comfortable in the Main. Helping with the children which are most likely restless, you could save Hallie the work..
*Cecily nods slowly* Yes.. I suppose that'd be best for me at the moment. *Amber watched him, quiet and listening, waiting* *Quatre sighs at Comfort* [She needs to eat..] (Trowa:) *He glances at her sleeved arms* [If I could only see if she had started -that- again...]
*Amy nodded and moved off into the next room with the more critical* *Jake still stared at the door, questioning Comfort's lack of eating* *Chris continued to think of whatever else she would like to know of her* [Hmmm.] Carol, she was full of laughter.. And very sharp, she could throw a comeback quicker then most could understand the first comment.. Hmm.. she loved animals, and people, and just life. She was always very happy.. on the outside of course. *Hallie made her way from the kitchen to the converted hospital wing*
*Cecily went to Main and looked around, a few children already running up to her* *Amber tilted her head* [ On the outside? ] What about on the inside? *Comfort flipped a few pages in the book, then back again, quiet and now reserved and not really reading rather than staring at the words* [ At least they didn't do this with Amber in here.. she would've seriously just pinned me and shoved that soup down my throat... eh-heh.. ]
*Jake's eyes occasionally floated back to Comfort though he didn't move his head* [Hmm, perhaps I'll bring it up again when Amber comes back.] *Chris looked back down at Amber and blinked, not realizing he'd said that* Well.. everyone has problems on the inside. She had a rather unhappy childhood.. *Hope and Zechs finally concluded their convo* (Zechs:) Then we have an agreement. (Hope:) Yes. (Zechs:) You'll see the supplies in a bit. *Hope was still lightly glaring as she exited the vid, Zechs giving a gloating smile*
*Amber nodded a bit at that and sighed faintly* Seems like everyone does that's involved in this war... ..At least she wasn't taking it out on other people.. *Cecily plays with the kids and all that good stuffage* *A soldier comes into the room, opening the door quietly and looking at Jake* Hope isn't busy.. it's been fourty minutes if Quatre still wants to go talk to her.
*Quatre nodded and stood, and Jim opened the door a bit more for him* (Quatre:) Thanks. (Jim:) No problem. *telling Jake and the others* We'll be back in.. maybe another fourty minutes. *Comfort and Trowa barely nodded and Jim closed the door, walking Quatre to Hope's office* *Jim knocks on her door* Lady Hope? *Amber nods again, lightly* I guess that's what everyone has to do now or later, put things behind them..
*Jake watched Jim casually* [Hmm. He never really seemed that much of a fighter.. and he doesn't seem to mind the rebels that much either, quite polite.] *Hope looked up from the screen to the door and sighed, glancing back at her watch* *She rearranged positions in the her chair and moved the laptop to one side* Come in.. *Chris nodded slowly* I guess.. Yes, eventually one has to. But things can be so hard to.. eventually it gets done.
*Jim walked in quietly with Quatre* *Quatre glanced about the room before looking down at Hope and giving a small smile to her* Hello..? *Amber smiled faintly* [He seems just so naive and innocent, like some type of adorable puppy that you want to just hug and not let go O_o;]
*Chris misinterpreted the silence and gave her a questioningly look* [She seems to be holding something inside..] *Hope looked to the two as they entered and did her best to give a small smile* [I am so tired..] Hello.. please, take a seat. *She indicated to the chair opposite the desk* Thank you, Jim.
*Jim nodded, saluted Hope, then left the room, shutting the door silently* *Quatre nodded gently and he sat down on the chair* [She looks exhausted...] *He remained quiet and waited to be spoken to* *Amber looked up at him and blinked at his look to her* Hm?
(Hope:) [They salute.. even when I refuse and when we're not even around others..] *Her eyes returned to Quatre as the door shut* [He hasn't spoken.. that's a new tactic.] You wanted to discuss something..? *Her voice was calm and alert, and rather casual* *Chris frowned lightly* You didn't say anything.. and looked deep in thought.. [Hmm, what else can I say about Carol?]
*Amber shook her head* It's nothing. Just thinking about [you.] something. *Quatre nodded a bit* Yes.., well... we heard about your supply and food shortage. So we wanted to call out someone from our Safe House, we have more than enough food and items.., so we wanted to bring some more over. Enough that would probably supply this place for about a week..
*Chris blinked* Oh? *Hope nodded slowly* Any food or supplies are welcomed.. it would take a great deal to get this part of the colony back up and running, especially with the rains. But are you sure you wish to do that? *Hallie had long been in the hospital wing and was busy fixing up what she could* *The doctor was quite occupied with her patients* *Jake spaced out a bit, his mind returning to Comfort*
*Quatre nodded* We're positive. We have a pilot back at the safe house that can pilot in any type of water conditions. *Amber smiled a bit and nodded* Yeah. [Should I ask him?...Why not.] What did Jake mean by she wasn't a girlfriend?
*Chris' eyes returned to focus and he smiled slightly* Don't worry about it.. *His hand moved slightly and he squeezed her hand lightly* *Hope's face fell into emotionless and she spoke carefully* The extent as you are bringing another rebel here, amongst Oz. And that I have control over the soldiers only to a certain degree.. [The stupid ***** then start to.. ugh.]
*Amber smiled only faintly back* *Quatre raised an eyebrow* A subtle threat, in other words. I assure you that this pilot will be here, drop off the stuff, help unload it, then leave without the slightest bit of trouble. *He suggests in a light tone without the slightest tone of a motive* He will be bringing a lot of supplies. I guess if we want to reduce the amount of time he's here, then maybe the soldiers in the halls could help unload. He wouldn't be much of a bother.
*Chris kept up the small smile* It is.. we choose to fight, as did you and your people. She knew the consequences [for her and the.. no.. just shush].. *Hope remained silent for a while as he finished* No, I can handle them easily. I just need to be there. On your word then? No tricks by yours, no threat by mine. [Right, since when do they stand by their word..] Hmm, I will supply some men to assist him. [But the halls remain watched. Something's up with his notion..]
*Amber nodded slowly* Alright... (Quatre:) No tricks, I give you my word. [Guess our plan is out the window, let's just help the civilians..] And if he wants to see us. You will let him? [Maybe I can get Comfort a ticket out of here... Hope seems nice enough, she might let Comfort leave with Duo.]
*Chris simply smiled* [She's nice.. and caring..] *Hope nodded once* [He seems honest.. yet what things seem may not be what they are. Hmm, Quatre. Quatre who? What was his last name... Winner! Winner? Of the Winner family..? Hmm. I'll look into that later.] Certainly. No doubt you wish to see him.. yet Chris or Jake must stay in the room.. naturally, they care not for whatever you wish to talk about, simply a precaution.
(Quatre:) What if Comfort wishes to go with him when he leaves to the safe house? Only Comfort, that's all I ask. She doesn't belong here, she's not one of us, she's just somewhat of a sister to Amber. Please. *Amber was quiet for a while before resting her head on the table and sighing* I want out of here..
*Chris hesitated for a moment then leaned on the hand her hand rested on and with his free hand, lightly stroked her hair* Don't we all.. At least you won't be here for a long time.. just a bit. And you can make it easier on yourself.. like eating. *Hope sat still, considering the request* [He said please?! That's.. odd. This must be important to him.. Comfort.. the civilian girl that's always with them..] She is a civilian. And at the moment I am in charge of the civilains.. *She paused, in a way making a point* If she is not one of you, then I do not see the option of her going with you. Still, I see your connection with her, or rather Amber's. And you have better means of supporting her then I do. So, yes. That is of very high possibility.
*Amber closed her eyes for a moment* I'll eat when I'm hungry.. [I'll probably be here longer than anyone.. I called Sanctuary, so as everyone leaves.... I am forced to stay here.] *Quatre was quiet for a moment, listening to her before nodding slowly* [I don't get why Amber dislikes Hope.. She's nice, polite, and she listens to people. ] Thank you.
*He smiled down at her in a sweet way and continued stroking her hair* [You need to eat..] If you get the slightest bit hungry.. it'll help you feel better. *She nodded once to him* Of course. [Hmm. He is a better spokesperson than Amber. Polite.. a like him.] *Jake let his eyes drift to Comfort*
*Comfort was sitting quietly on the bed, eyes cast down to the small Japanese book and in a way, she looked like Amber.. a lot, except for the clothing she wore, the softness in her eyes, and the bandage around her head* *Amber barely nodded, keeping her eyes closed, for once finally feeling a bit exhausted* If I get just the slightest bit hungry.. I'll eat.. (Quatre:) So is there anything else you want to talk about, or.. do you need to get back to your work?
*Hope seemed to smile slightly* Work is everpresent but not pressing. At the moment I haven't anything I need to discuss.. [The suit will get fixed, Amber's under sanctuary, Chris or Jake is staked out in the room... whatelse?] Do you have something else? *Jake noticed the resemblence and for a minute became confused before remembering the great difference of personality* *Chris continued and his voice lingered quietly* Just the slightest.. promise?
(Amber:) ..I promise. *Quatre was quiet for a while, debating if he should press his luck with her before speaking quietly* When will we get out of here?
*Chris' smile became a grin and he was happy, finally letting a peaceful silence fill the room* *Hope's eyes looked rather surprised by the question and her smile grew* [So there is fear..] When will you get out of here..? Hmm. There are many factors to that question.. Though no doubt you are able to get yourselves the transportation, you do have one member under sanctuary [and an injured gundam]. And there is the fact that you are here, among Oz.. and I have a duty.. *She let her words fall, curious of his reaction*
*Quatre slightly narrowed his eyes, but other than that, he kept an emotionless look* We came here to the civilians. Not to fight, not to do anything to Oz. You have no right to hold us here. Amber's only under Sanctuary because you pushed her to it. *He paused and took a breath, changing his comments to neutral, rather than being opinionated* Like you, Lady Hope, we are tired and we want to go home. I understand your duty as an Oz officer and what you must do, but I also understand that in the rules of war, you cannot hold us as prisoners of war and only see us as civilians. *He clears his throat, his voice quiet still* ...But then again. Rules of war are just things to be ignored.. There are no rules in war.. don't you agree?
*Her smile only got bigger and her eyes gave a hint of mocking mixed with sincerity and concern* Just 'Hope' is fine.. [He's pushing me.. how dare he. In his position.. that would be a threat.] Asking me if I agree would say you agree with no rules. I follow my own rules.. To find a criminal in another country.. is he thus devoid of all actions in the old country where he is a criminal? Amber placed herself in Sanctuary, she brought up her own things in an attempt to see how far she could go. *She paused, quite unthreatened at the moment, knowing she mainly had the upper hand* /Do/ you know of my duty as an Oz officer? I will say, I do not see you as a civilian.
*Quatre kept his eyes with hers, keeping them calm and gentle, not wanting to fight* I don't know it, /Hope/, but I understand it.
*She read his eyes and the mocking instantly fled, keeping up the same as his* [Certainly.. fighting would not be advantageous for himself, I can easily pull back my agreement for Comfort.. and this new pilot, he can join the four.] You understand it? That as an officer, turning a 'criminal' in to the higher levels [of which there are none higher] is something not thought about, it is a given. That one will unmistakenably loose their life for not doing such. You understand this.. yet you did not know it..? *She paused a great while, nearly about to say something more.. then stopping, waiting for his response to this reply* *Jake remained motionless, occasionally glancing at Comfort or Trowa from the corner of his eye as he listens to the weather outside*
(Quatre:) I understand your duties as an officer are a lot, and I understand that what you must do is what you must do, but, L.. Hope. What I can't understand is why we are 'criminals,' and why you speak of losing your life as such, because.. if what I heard and read about you were right, there is no other higher ranking officer than you other than Zechs and Treize.
[I just don't get it. Why can't she let us pass as civilians?.. It's like she -wants- to keep us here. ...Is she waiting for something? Maybe for Treize or Zechs to come here themselves to take us and execute us easily. Or take us back to their headquarters and torture information out of us until the others are caught and dead as well. ..] *Quatre kept his face and eyes blank and he nodded slowly, then forced a grim smile* Apples and oranges.. Oz and rebels. Rebels and.. civilians. I understand your point, Hope. *He spoke without fear the whole time, as he was before and planned on keeping his fearless tone throughout the conversation. His voice had that business-like edge and a somewhat gentleness/kindness with the ever quizical and logical tones at times* Are you planning on turning us in? Giving Oz that extra 'oomph' for that raise of power? *Comfort peeked at the end of the book, reading it with mild interest* *Amber kept her eyes closed in the silence, content with where she was* [I could almost fall asleep..]
*Jake seemed impassive (O.o.. hope that's the right word!)* *Hope seemed equally blank for the moment, her thoughts well hidden though she seemed to guess at his* [Apples and oranges.. interesting expression..] Perhaps you don't understand my point.. they are never staightforward. Apples and oranges? There are mediums in between.. and likely successful mixes of the two. One can be both or neither of any of them. But yes, you brought a gundam here. And the girl Amber, her threats can be taken quite seriously from our last conversation, seriously enough to hold all of you as prisoners of war. *She fell silent, having not addressed his last two questions*
*Quatre sighed at the mention of Amber and her threats, a faint smile hidden on his face* [Her.. Silly girl... ..Maybe I can be a peace maker..] Ah.. I think it's safe for me to say to not take her threats seriously. She won't really fight or carry them out unless pushed far enough.. or the other party does a move first.. *Amber slowly falls asleep*
*Her eyes narrowed slightly, picking out a smile and finding in annoying, Amber having made her rather mad* You say that so I don't hold it against you. I haven't decided yet if I will believe the threats or find them serious. And is that instating that Oz should not move at all? Or me in particular? [Hmm another subtle threat? I could pick and change the words around all day.. simply a bother though.] As with my plans, they are my own. Yet there's not much information -I- don't already know.. so your ideas as for that are false.
*Quatre's hint of a smile left and he shook his head slowly* I say it so you could know Amber a little better... [ She really must hate Amber.. What did she do to make Hope so mad at her? ] *He picks out her words, carefully answering her, calmly* I don't mean, nor intend, to instate anyone.
*Her eyes smiled lightly then returned to emotionlessness* Alright. But I will base my decisions on my own observations, it is not well decided if it is by another's word of her true personality. [Hmm, the girl draws a lot of attention. But she seems to be rather important to them.. perhaps I should bring up the Ramonell case and offer an exchange..]
*Quatre nodded slightly, politely* Yes, ma'am. *Comfort put the book down and crossed her legs on the bed, looking down at her hands which were holding her feet quietly*
(Hope:) [A bit meek there.. hmm.] I find it interesting that you are so polite and gentlemanly, to your enemy no less, while at the same time fear for your life and the lives of your friends.. *Jake turned to Comfort at her movements*
*Quatre cleared his throat* I do not fear for my life. For my friends, of course. *He took a breath* I'm not one for this war, I'd prefer tea anytime than fighting, or even some boring business meeting. Being polite is what everyone should do.. or so it was the way I was brought up.
*She laughed lightly and only a second, to his tea and meeting bit* That is noble, and I honor that. [Impressive. ....then, I will do what I can to see them home.] *Chris readjusted his weight slightly on his hand* *Jake sat immobile* *Hallie was very very very very busy*
*Quatre watched her, nodding once as a thanks* Thank you.. *Cecily gathers all the kids, playing a game with them* *Comfort leaned back, tossing the book on Amber's bed and laying on her side* [Well.. *sarcastic* this is fun.] *Amber barely breathed out a content sigh in her sleep, shifting a bit since she was still in her seat, just leaned over*
*Hope smiled gently and her eyes looked to the side for a moment then back to him, locking eyes* You and the other three will not be killed.. while I'm here. *The others remain the same, though Jake looks over at Comfort again* [Perhaps some sleep again..?]
And I thank you for that, too. *Quatre kept his eyes with hers quietly* *Comfort flopped on her back, unable to stay in one position for long, bored out of her mind* *Trowa watched her, then closed his eyes wearily, tired*
*Jake glanced at them both* [Wow.. they must really be exhausted.. worse then me I bet. Having the stress of being outnumbered and possibly trapped..] *Hope gave a short nod and kept up the smile* You're welcome.. Is there anything.. else?
*Quatre shook his head gently* No. Not unless you've thought of something while sitting there. *Comfort stares at the ceiling for a long moment before popping up to sit back up again, sighing and whining quietly* I'm bored... *Amber shifts, barely opening her eyes, awake only for a little while as she crawls up to the table with him, putting herself in his arms, whether he was willing or not and she put her head on his shoulder/chest, barely nuzzling at him and closing her eyes once again* Nn...
*Chris helped her up and accepted her in his arms, wrapping them around her with a tired yet comforted sigh and he let his eyes shut slowly as well* *Jake smiled at Comfort* [She seems so innocent.. Quatre could be in there pleading for their lives..] Perhaps another nap? Everyone could use some rest.. *He through the comment over to Trowa with out really turning to look at him, knowing he was not likely to even relax while he was here* *Hope gave him a slight look at his comment and decided to bring out the case under the new somewhat truce of their lives in safety* I have. [Plenty of things I could bring up..] But they are not pressing matters..
*She pouted a bit and shook her head* But I'm not tired.. *Trowa opened his eyes at the comment, taking a deep breath through his nose, remaining quiet* *Quatre smiled a bit* I'm here now, L.. *He pauses to remind himself to not say Lady* Hope, it'll save you time if you just brought them up now.
*Jake simply nodded and smiled* *Hope grinned and her eyes seemed to flicker away but then again did not break the lock* That's true. And 'Lady' is simply a term to replace a rank, as I don't have a technical one. So you can say it if you wish. *She took a breath, her eyes straying to the computer screen* Back at the headquarters I have a case pending, which for a few good reasons I've taken over..
*Quatre tilted his head slightly* Oh? *his eyes glanced to the computer* What's this case about? *Comfort shifted again, her head thrown back with her arms behind her, then after a few minutes of that, she lets herself fall to her side* Ngh.. --... [ Boredom!! ]
*Jake laughed on the inside as he watched her* *Hope looked back in time to see his glance, a single popup had filled the screen: 'Zechs is gathering the stuff, we need any information you can gather.. he's still edgy. ~Dr. Andrews'* The case is actually a murder mystery of a long-forgotten general. Well not that long, as it had been dated within a year or so (ehh was that right?).
*Comfort then rolled to her stomach, staring at the door, quiet for a long time before whining quietly once more* I'm bored...! *Quatre watched Hope, he kept himself and his eyes calm* What's this have to do with us?
*Quatre blinked, then nodded, slowly* Ah, I remember him... Nick, was it?.. ...Amber was pretty upset about that.. didn't sleep or eat much for about a week until Heero had to finally make her pass out.. [by hitting her..] ..I thought the officials said he was a victim of a burglary? Missing body, missing items in his apartment... *He watched her* I'm pretty sure they put the search for his body in the cold case files.. But found in space in a nice casket.. *He mused this quietly, as if trying to figure it out himself before shaking his head* Bizzare. ..But you can't possibly think -Amber- did it, do you? Because she loved him too much to even do that.. she loved him very much, Hope, it hurt her to leave him whenever she came back to the safe house. She was with us from after she left his place.. Actually.. I know she didn't do it for sure because Trowa and I, we were waiting for her outside the apartment. Walked her back to the safe house ourselves.
*Hope sat quietly, letting him finish completely* [That's got to be the most he's said in a long while.. perhaps he talks a lot when he is hiding something.] Nicholas, yes. A burgaler is not likely not spend the money he looted on a casket for the murder victim.. he would not want to leave the evidence, of which there is more. So Amber had great feelings for him, hmm? And at the time, and if she knew you all well enough it was probably a while before the incident, Amber was siding as a traitor?
*He kept his eyes on hers, never once faultering their kind and calm status, his tone sounding like he was making a point, as was the tone before* [I'll be lying if I say no, and then she'll figure the rest of what I said was lies. If I tell the truth now, she'll believe what I just said. She said she wouldn't let us get killed. Say it. Say it now, slowly, carefully, kindly, calmly.. honestly.] Yes. She was siding as a traitor, Hope. It's the only charge I can see Oz taking her as a prisoner for.
*Hope didn't blink as he spoke, interested in his ability to keep up a calm exterior* I've known that.. I believe Amber agreed to the same statement yesterday. Through the new evidence, thanks to a highly skilled duo of doctors has shed more light on the subject.. There would not be no point of me bringing this up if I did not believe their train of thought.
*Quatre blinked* New evidence? *Comfort slowly rolled to her side, then rolled again, purposely off the bed and she lands on the ground with a -thud-, she remains there for a moment then sits up, adjusting her bandage around her head* *Trowa blinks at her, amused, as she was keeping him awake* (Trowa:) Don't do that, Comfort. You're going to get hurt. Just sit still. (Comfort:) But I can't! *stays on the floor, watching Trowa* I'm bored and I need something to do! (Trowa:) Then ea- (Comfort:) I'm not eating, I'm not hungry, yet.
*Jake was also quite amused, though concerned* be careful then.. *Hope nodded slowly* Perhaps say.. the bullets in his head. Gundanium alloy.. worked on only by the elite of Oz. Not allowed to spread due to certain pressurings.. or perhaps the representation of the struggle. It's been decided that he was attacking someone else and that the person was defending themself.. due to nail marks. *She stopped there, not going on though obviously having more to say*
*Comfort rests her chin on Amber's bed, then blinks as something moves under the sheets and her eyes widen* O.O!? *She shrinks away from the bed and watches the thing move* *Trowa tilts his head, watching the small thing crawl under the sheets* *Comfort watches it before standing and lifting the sheets, instantly squeaking at the sight of a mouse* How cute!! *She scoops it up, holding it in her hands, and it remains there* It has to be domestic.. they don't scurry away if they're domestic... ^_^!!! Cute mouse.. *She pets it, her vet. side showing like the sun* *Quatre listens carefully, wanting to correct her, wanting to say that there was one bullet in his head, one in his chest, but that would sound too... suspecting. He remained silent as she spoke, then spoke up when she finished, his tone remaining gentle* You sound like there's more to be said. Please, say it.
*Hope's eyes narrowed slightly and only for a brief second* There is the matter of the missing dog tags.. the only identification had to be done through DNA. *She took a breath, seeming to seperate the next question from the previous statement* Now what is it that Amber wears around her neck..? Perhaps she has her own dog tag from her years in Oz.. but she has two? That is highly strange.
*Puppy plays with the children in Main* ( Yep, in Main. @_@; ) *Comfort sits down with the mouse in her hand, smiling and petting it with her finger* ^.^ It's so cute!! *Trowa raised an eyebrow at her, smiling a bit* *Quatre blinks a bit* Yeah. Those are Nick's tags. She recieved them in some packaging one day at her dorm, I think it was.
*Quatre was quiet, then sighed* I can't.. well... I -can-.. it's just... most likely something one shouldn't say.. I mean, it's Amber's personal.. business. *He was quiet, then said straight out* She forgot to give them back to him. Somehow... she ended up wearing his dog tags when they were... um.. *He seemed somewhat flustered, trying to say it more politely* intimate... relations. ....I hope you get what I mean. There was no brown package. She told me and Trowa one night the truth of how she ended up with them. *Comfort continues to pet the mouse, then suddenly a thunder roared loudly, the lights even flickering off and on again* *The thunder spooks the mouse and it goes running up her sleeve and into her shirt when it was nothing but dark* *Comfort's eyes widen and she bolts up to her feet, tugging at her sleeves, then at her shirt* It's in my shirt! IT'S IN MY SHIRT!! *Trowa blinked again and can't help but to grin a bit at this* *Comfort wails loudly, moving around, trying to get it out when she bumps into the wall close to the door hardly, then stumbles forward, furiously attempting to get it out* My br*! It's in my br*!! Get it out!! Ahg!! *Trowa chuckled, trying his best to hold it back* (Comfort:) It's not FUNNY- AIEE!! *A few soldiers outside in the hall step back and look at the door in shock, hearing Comfort and her shrieks*
*Quatre coughed a bit* I'm pretty sure that any Oz rules and protocals weren't on their minds at the time... *He cleared his throat a bit and nodded a bit* But none the less, what was that about the nails, Hope? *The poor frightened and confused mouse heads down the back of her shirt to try and escape* *Comfort whines/wails/shrieks more, squirming until she had pressed against the wall, the mouse falling out and her, stumbling a bit more and hitting her head on the wall* Ow! *She whines and rubs her head, watching the small mouse run out from under the crack of the door* *A few soldiers laugh as the mouse escapes and a few make quiet jokes about it* *Trowa puts a hand under his nose to block out view of his mouth, hiding a small smile*
*Hope smiled a bit at his embarrasment of the subject and nodded* The nails left marks that identified a struggle.. by one most likely slightly smaller. It was also identified that the person with him had the habit of biting their nails.. *Jake laughed quitely, trying hard to stifle it* [She hit her head.. again! She has to watch out or she could really get a concussion..]
*Quatre tilted his head a bit* Well, Amber does bite her nails.. but almost everyone does, don't they? *Comfort scowled at the door and leaned against the wall, sliding down to sit, dropping her hands from her head* (Trowa:) Well.. did that cure your boredom? *Comfort flickered her eyes up at him, a look that read 'Stop mocking me, bang-boy, or I'll leap over there and hit you with a pillow'* *Trowa kept his smirk* Are you okay? (Comfort:) Eh..? Oh. I only bumped my head, I'll be fine.
*Hope nodded half way* That is true. I have not blamed Amber for the murder. But as she has been declared the last to be with him, and in keeping with good protocal and a thorough search, I must ask for a DNA sample to compare to the one we have. *Jake frowned* You might have a concussion.. How do you feel?
(Comfort:) I feel okay, honestly. *Quatre tilted his head lightly* A DNA sample? [... They'll match, no doubt. Amber's dignity could be ruined if she just says that they.... ...'played' rough..] *He kept calm as the thoughts brushed past his mind and he slowly nodded* [She'll just have to go with it.] I'm sure once I talk to Amber about it she won't mind. ..I mean, you need her consent, so if I could just talk to her for five minutes, she'll agree.. she has to.
[Has to..? Guess she does. Wow, he's running quite a risk. Perhaps he's bluffing..] Certainly, under her Sanctuary I am unable to talk to her directly, so it would work best if you did talk to her. *Jake shook his head lightly* Still, you can't tell if you have a concussion..
*Quatre nods a bit* I'll have her call off the Sanctuary. .....But you can't hold her as a prisoner of war.. [Did that sound too... ordering? I hope not..] ..please don't, anyway. *Comfort shakes her hand a bit* I won't sleep for a half hour and I'll be fine.
*Jake sighed and finally nodded* *Hope gave him a light look* She is the only one who can call herself off. And I have no need to talk to her directly, going through you suits me fine. And I have yet to decide how to take her case. [I can't? I'll make the negotiations..]
(Quatre:) Is there anything else you want me to tell her? *Comfort remained on the ground and sighed* (Trowa:) Bored again? Maybe you could find another mouse.. *She glanced over to him again*
*Her eyes wandered back to the computer screen and she shook her head* That's all that concerns me at the moment. *Jake stiffled his laugh again and grinned to her* [The shortest patience..] (Chris:) ZZZzzzzZZZzZ *Hallie went through the patients: checking up on some, working on others, laughing with a few; all while her mind was busily going over things* [He is in critical.. He'll need to get back to the base soon. These two need more medical help than we have.. The doctor has run out of this.. and nearly of this. Shoot! We'll need a new staple of breads.. and of that, or those civilians that filed for the medical disease.. oh, we could really have a big problem.]
*Quatre nodded a bit and started to stand* After I get her consent, do you want me to come back here? *Amber stirred slightly, unable to remain sitting up in her sleep and she moves to lay on the table, gently bringing Chris down with her, remaining asleep* *Trowa hid a grin and leaned back slightly in his seat* I think I saw one by the corner over there.. *Comfort narrowed her eyes a bit, then folded her arms* Hush up, Trowa. (Trowa:) *shrugs* I was just saying if you wanted another one of your furry friends to 'play' with.. (Comfort:) There are four pillows in this room and with the size of your mouth at the moment, I think I can stuff them all in.
*Chris was vaguely aware he was moving down with her and readjusted his postion, keeping an arm still wrapped around her* *Hope stands also and thinks for a moment* Hmm.. it's not necessary to come right away. Once the details have been worked out with your pilot friend and such then come back.. though I may be busy at that moment.. *Jake tried to stifle another quiet laugh at Comfort's comback* [They must all be really close.. and he's speaking quite a lot now! Perhaps when they are extremely exhausted they let their gaurd slip..]
*Trowa smirked lightly, letting it show just a bit* And I bet with the size of your shirt you can fit almost every mouse in this colony.. (Comfort:) You're pushing me, Clown-boy.. *They spoke to eachother, half regarding Jake, now having adjusted to him being there listening, Comfort paused and looked over to Jake* What's funny?? A mouse went down my shirt, so what? If you were wearing one, I'd grab a nearby mouse and shove it down your shirt to see how you like it! ~_~; Stop teasing me, you two, it's not funny! *Quatre nodded a bit* Can I speak with both Amber and the pilot alone? Or.. does Chris or Jake need to be with me when I speak to either of them? [Amber's still under Sanctuary at the moment, it'd be in the rule book that she is to be treated as a civilian and that she has the right to privacy... would Hope allow that?]
*Jake grinned to her* Then it's a good thing I'm not wearing one.. [Like family.. brother and sister..] *Hope shook her head slightly* One of the two needs to be present. In both cases. In all honesty, they don't care for anything you have to say, it is simply a precaution on my part.
(Comfort:) You're still wearing pants, aren't you? (Trowa:) ...*chokes back a laugh* *Quatre nodded a bit* Yes, of course..
*Jake looks thuroughly freaked and sits up straighter* Eh... I don't like where that thought was going.. *Hope nods slowly and stepped out from her desk in a polite move* Yes.
*Quatre walks to the door and opens it* Then I'll speak with you later, Lady Hope. *He steps out and shuts the door behind him, walking back down the hall, but stopping at the room Chris and Amber were in, having heard Aaron before when he told her where the room was and he opens the door slowly, stepping inside and shutting it quietly, letting his eyes adjust before saying anything to the sleeping two* *Comfort smirks a bit in satisfaction at his wariness and Trowa can't help but to let a slight laugh slip* *Quatre blinks a few times after seeing them on the table together and he raises an eyebrow before walking over to them, tapping Amber's shoulder* Sorry to bother you two.. um.. excuse me... *Amber stirs, at first curling closer to Chris* *Quatre then taps on Chris' arm* You two need to wake up... I'm really sorry, c'mon, get up.. *Amber remains curled close to Chris, her eyes shut tight* Mnngo away.. (Quatre:) I really wish I could but I need to talk to you, Amber...? *His voice raises into question, unsure if she was talking in her sleep or not*
*Comfort remained on the floor against the wall, curling her knees to under her chin* *Trowa's grin left and he eyed Jake just as much before watching Comfort* *Quatre cleared his throat, tilting his head* I need to talk to Amber... *Amber stirred again at her name being said once more and she opened her eyes with a few blinks, looking at Chris' shirt before looking over her shoulder to Quatre* Mm....? (Quatre:) I finished talking to Hope.. (Amber:) *sits up slowly, moving the fallen strands of hair aside* And? (Quatre:) And she needs a DNA sample from you... ...She'll let Duo come bring the supplies, too. No tricks from us, and Comfort is allowed to leave with him. (Amber:) *blinks again* Wait, DNA-... Duo's coming? Comfort's leaving...? (Quatre:) You need to call off your Sanctuary, as well.. (Amber:) What!? *fully awake now* What ELSE did you two talk about?? (Quatre:) Well... I told her how you really ended up with his dog tags... (Amber:) You -WHAT-?? (Quatre:) I had to! She trusts me. (Amber:) I-don't-care if she trusts you! You told her that Nick and I.. oh -God-.. *She leans over a bit, hiding her face in her hands* (Quatre:) Ever seen the Parent Trap, Bambi? (Amber:) Er.. Yeah, isn't that the movie where the two twins.. ..............switched.... *raises her head, looking over to Quatre* (Quatre:) Yeah, it is. (Amber:) ....*She catches onto what he was talking about and met his eyes with hers, both silently confirming it before she spoke up again* Why DNA samples? (Quatre:) *he shrugs* To 'confirm' that it's not you.. but they also have some rigid finger nail marks on him as defensive wounds, like he was attacking someone smaller than him. (Amber:) ... *Again their eyes meet once more and she nods a bit* I understand. ..When are you going to talk to Duo? (Quatre:) I don't know.. you're the only one at the moment with a communicat- *Speak of the devil, Amber's wt suddenly vibrates and static is sounded as Heero's and Duo's voices are heard* (Heero:) There, enjoy yourself. *growling in annoyance* (Duo:) Thanks ^.^... Heeeey Bambiii?? Bambi-Bambi-Bambi-Bambi-Baaammmbiiii! It's Thumper, do you hear me? Thumpity, uh, thump... thump...? o_O;; (Amber:) *blinks and then sighs* -HE- is the one that's coming.. *grabs the wt off her belt and growls into it* How the h*ll did you get into my w.t.? (Duo:) Buck did it for me! ^.^ (Amber:) *rolls her eyes, slightly gripping onto her w.t. from the pain in her side* Well.. ...Here. Snow White wants to talk to you. *She hands the w.t. to Quatre and then lays back down next to Chris, back faced Quatre and she hides her face in Chris' shirt, closing her eyes while gripping onto it lightly* (Quatre:) Um.. hi. (Duo:) Hey ^_^, what's up? (Quatre:) I need you to take Deathsythe and bring a crate load of three fourths of our supplies.. (Duo:) Na!?!? Are you KIDDING? (Quatre:) No, it's for the civilians here.. (Duo:) And who's to say if I am -forced- there, too? There'd only be two at the safe house! (Quatre:) And those two can certianly handle things more than with you gone so you cannot bug them, please, you're coming back there, anyway.. with our Comfort. (Duo:) She's okay, right? (Quatre:) She's fine... Say, I was talking to Bambi about that movie, the Parent Trap, have you seen it? (Duo:) Uhh... yeah... ...Oh! Yeah, I have. Great, so I'll be there in.... ...an hour or less with the stuff. Sounds good? (Quatre:) Yeah, sounds good.. ..I'll keep this on so you guys can contact us whenever, alright? (Duo:) Sure thing man. *And all of this went by in like.. twenty minutes*
*She nods to the salute and whatches the guys go their seperate ways* Geraldo? Staying here with Kevin would perhaps be best. *Chris looked up as Nick entered and easily recognized him* [Shoot! What's that jerk doing here..] *He sat up, moving so that Amber didn't have to/wouldn't be uncomfortable* Nick! What are you doing in this wing? You were ordered to the Main!
(Nick:) Not exactly. I've gotten permission ( Let's say that he really did ) to go around checking out the posts. *He folded his arms and nodded to Amber* What in all the seven h*lls' names are you doing in an empty and secluded room with Tor'? (Amber:) *glares at him, shifting a bit* [What an idiot..] *Geraldo nodded again and moved back into his spot*
*Nick raised a sarcastic eyebrow* Oh is that so? Hnh.. why couldn't you at least turn on the light? *He switches on the light then blinked after his eyes had adjusted at Amber* You're not Tori! What the fu( lala )ck? You're that General chick, you two-faced traitor bit(babababab)ch, how dare you turn your back on Oz! *Amber glares and stands up instantly* What'd you call me, boy!? (Nick:) You heard me! What are you doing here with Chris!? And -laying- down!? Mhn.. Hope'll throw a fit at -this.- *He glares at Amber* Women shouldn't be fighting. They should be barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. As should their little anorexic, arm-sliced friend, -and- their boyfriends. What are you, eh? The pilots' little who(aaaaaahlalaa)re? *Amber's eye barely twitches and she quickly goes after Nick with a raised fist and swift movements* *Nick dodges the first bit then grabs her lithe form from behind, chuckling* Is that the best you can do, who(aaaaaaaahhhhhlalalalal @_@ )re? *Amber elbows him and flips off the lights, her eyes changing and adjusting instantly, swinging another punch, hitting him across the jaw and another into his stomach before Nick shoves her aside into the wall, approaching her and thus she kicks him across the face*
*Amber slightly faultered as the pain came back crashing down all at once from after so long and leaned against Chris for slight support* *Nick glared daggers to Amber and Chris* Ah, her 'savior,' are we? What -will- Hope think of this? Isn't this w**** under Sanctuary? *Amber tried to move quickly to attack him once again, yet couldn't and didn't move away from Chris' arm and instead, Nick hit her with such force to jerk her head to the side harshly* Don't f*** with me, girl. *Comfort yawns boredly, remaining on the ground against the wall* So... *Quatre stands slowly* I guess I better go back to Hope's office, she told me to come back after talking it out with you guys.. *He moved to the door, nodded a bit to them then left, walking down the hall, but pausing at the room Amber was in* *Nick had somehow managed to grab her from Chris' arm and restrain her tightly against him, whispering in her ear* So if I pay you enough, little one, what can I get? *Quatre figures on trying Amber again on the blood test and he opens the door, barely about to step in when Nick slams the door shut, locking it* I don't need any distractions. *Quatre steps back as the door is shut instantly, then he pounds on the door a bit* Bambi?? Open the door! *Nick smirks a bit, turning his head close to Amber's* Bambi, eh? Like that deer with those long legs.. *He slid his hand down to her thigh slowly* ( I dunno, these are my favorite type of evil guys to play one on one with either myself or someone else, it's just.. fun. ) *Amber tried to shift her lower half away from his hand, yet his grip around and on her was just a little tighter and stronger* *Quatre glanced half-way to Aaron, then back to the door* *A few soldiers, not having to question Nick being in there, step out from the shadows as well, watching the door and trying to hear through the paper-thin walls of what was going on* *Nick stepped back, moving one hand to his jaw, the other still tightly wrapped around Amber and he pulled her a bit more closer to him and away from Chris* Don't you know the punishments for getting involved with the enemy, Chris? *He sneered lightly, the arm around her half near her ribs and he squeezes lightly and purposely* *Amber winces, sucking air through her teeth and grips on Nick's arm, glaring back at him, then shifts a bit against the pain, attempting to elbow him in the face or neck* *Nick ducks his head to the side, removing his hand from his jaw and wrapping it around her as well, keeping her infront of him as if like a sheild, digging his fingers into her side, whispering to her* Behave, little deer..
*Nick smirked* That I do, but they are quite less considered the punishments for being 'involved,' Chris. *Amber glanced back at Nick, glaring, unsure how to get out of his grip* (Nick:) Don't you realize that these -rebels- are our enemy?! *He twists his arms a bit, somehow tying her hands behind her back with some type of string, he then shoves Amber to her knees, taking out his gun and pressing it against the back of her head* One less rebel, one less traitor, this would be doing Oz good. *Amber closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again, unafraid and in somewhat of a relaxed position, lightly leaning her head against the barrel of the gun* *Quatre hits at the door* Amber! (Nick:) Don't think I'm serious? Bluffing, maybe? *He readies the gun, quickly moving it to the side, shooting it at the wall, the bullet piercing it a few inches deep, then he moves the gun back to her head* *Trowa sits up at Quatre's yell, then stands at the gunshot, going to the door, regardless of Jake and he then moves into the hall, Comfort at his heels* (Comfort:) Bambi??
*The gun goes off once again, this time hitting the ceiling* *Nick glares* And yet the Oz leaders wouldn't mind as much. Hope is nothing. She is just like that one over there. *He nods faintly to Amber* A w**** for the two leaders. *He then knees Chris in the stomach, kicking him away and grabbing Amber and pulling her to her feet by her hair viciously* Guess the pretty one'll have to be my sheild again since you can't contain yourself. *Trowa moves to Quatre and Comfort remains close to Jake, watching the door*
I'll be sure and let Hope know how you feel about her.. *Chris was kneeling on the ground, breathing hard for a moment before coughing and pushing away the pain* *He stood and stepped around a half circle, looking for the best place to attack again* [He has the gun.. if I pulled out mine.. he'd take it as a threat.. if I shot he'd have enough reaction time to block using her.] *Jake stepped closer and placed an arm around Comfort, wether protective or as mere comfort it wouldn't really matter* [Two gun shots and I'll bet all three are still alive. I can hear Nick so it must be his gun.. or else the door wouldn't still be locked.] *Aaron glared* [That's it!!] Sam, run. Go get Hope. Now! *Sam took off instantly for Hope's office*
*Nick grinned* Go ahead, I'll get deported somewhere else. Freedom of speech, boy. *Amber closed her eyes tightly at the pain from his grip in her hair* *Nick grips Amber a bit tighter, slowly and lightly moving the gun's point to her side, readying it and shooting it into her waist, watching Chris, practically feeding off Amber's pain*
(Nick:) *throws Amber to the side into the door, falling to his knees and glares at Chris* You just have the urge to protect any other female, don't you, boy? Just because Carol was pregnant and she was killed, you think you'd have more hatred towards the rebels. *Amber rams into the door into her wound* Ngh... *She opened her eyes a bit at Nick's words* [Pregnant!?...] *Nick rose the gun again, three bullets left, he shoots Chris in the arm that held the gun, then in the side, wasting the third bullet where Amber's ribs were wounded, reopening the wound* *Comfort hid her face in Jake's chest, her hands gripping at his bare skin, her eyes closed tightly* *Nick wavered, then passed out from blood loss and the blow to the head*
*Amber, shoving almost all her pain aside, stared up in his eyes, more worried about him than her own wounds* She.. *She winces, closing her eyes tightly before opening them again* She was pregnant?? *Moving her other hand to her ribs, she clutches lightly onto the wound, whispering quietly* I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, Chris... I didn't.. know... she.. ...Are you okay? You're not light-headed are you? *Comfort slowly looked over to the door, wide-eyed* *Trowa took a half-step to the door* (Amber:) *leans her head a bit against the wall, closing her eyes for a moment before shaking her head to snap herself out of it and opening them again* Chris... I'm so.. sorry....
I'm... *Amber winced again, sucking air through clenched teeth, keeping her eyes locked with his and she lightly nuzzled her face into his hand* ..I could be better... *She forced a small smile* *Comfort stared at the door, the silence killing her* *Trowa glanced over to Quatre* *Quatre was slightly pale, his mind over the scenarios that had happened behind the closed doors* *Trowa slowly stepped to the door* [Three deaths ....there were plenty shots for it...] ....Amber? *He barely taps the door, staring quietly at it* *Amber moves her head up to look at the door, then looked back to Chris, barely able to remain consious, swaying a bit, moving her hand under his to hold it tightly, just a little scared*
*He smiled to her, pushing away his pain* You'll be okay.. the doctor can work miracles. You should've seen this one time! *He laughed weakly then gave her a smile, a real genuinely caring smile* *Hope was thinking of similar things, though doubting all three were completely dead* *At the knock his eyes moved to the door then back at Amber when he felt her sway* Don't worry any more. Nothing bad'll happen.. nothing further. You'll be fine. I'm here. [Oh.. the door's locked.. guess I'll let them in..] *He reached over with his injured arm, leaving his other to squeeze her hand reassuringly, and flipped the lock with pain shooting*
*Trowa heard the door unlock and he opened it slowly, glancing at Nick, then down at the two, kneeling instantly next to them, reaching out to move some of Amber's hair out of her face, already having seen the gunshots in her* .... *Amber squeezed onto Chris' hand a bit tighter, her voice a hoarse whimper* I don't... feel so.. we..l.. *Passing out, her head fell to the side, her body slumping down to the ground* *Quatre stepped in behind Trowa, having heard Amber, so he knew she was alive, even though she did look a little dead* *Comfort ran from Jake's arms hesitantly, looking down at the three, eyes widening even more* Amber!? Is she dead?? *Quatre shakes his head quickly* No, she's just out..
*Comfort nodded along with the others* *Trowa reached over to Chris' and Amber's intertwined fingers and slowly seperated them, picking up Amber, nodding at Hope's directions to the hospital wing, carrying her out slowly to the hall* *Comfort was at Trowa's side, next to Amber, holding her hand until she slowly let go, stopping in her tracks to look down at her hand covered in blood* [She's losing a lot of blood....] *Trowa stared down at Amber, then at his shirt, frowning at the almost black bloodstains forming on his shirt* *Quatre was still, then knelt down to help Chris to his feet*
*Quatre followed behind them silently* *Comfort continued staring down at her hand, then looked over to Jake, tear filled eyes* *Cecily had walked into the Hospital wing when Trowa had walked in with Amber, she pauses, eyes wide and she ran to get Hallie* Hallie!! Hallie, where's the doctor??
*Chris entered after them and his eyes were tired and pain-filled* *Jake stood with Comfort and moved to hold her close* She'll be okay.. really. *Hallie looked up and came in from the next room* Oh God.. Trowa bring her through here. *She led the way through intensive care to the emergency room none of them had seen before* *The doctor looked up from sterilizing instruments* What happened to her!? *Hope watched them take Nick away before following at her own pace, thinking of things* [The girl won't die.. if she did I'd be in quite the invisible position.. things would not be good for many a party.]
*Trowa looked down at Amber* She was shot twice.. one reopened the wound from earlier.... she's losing blood quickly. *Comfort holds onto Jake tightly, closing her eyes as a few tears fall on his chest, whimpering* She only came here to see if I was alive.. she shouldn't've been here any more than the children here should be witnessing this...
*Trowa laid Amber down slowly and carefully on the cot, wiping his blood stained hands on his pants and stepped back for the doctor* *Quatre remained in the back, out of the way and watching quietly* *Nick remained unconsious* *Comfort pressed the side of her face against his chest in almost a clinging type way, half-listening to his pulse, closing her eyes tightly, continuing to whimper* She's not supposed to.. supposed to be.. to be here... b-but she is and.. and now she's... she's hurt..
*Quatre glanced to Trowa who nodded a bit* (Quatre:) Yes, of course. *He turned to leave reluctantly, unwilling to go and yet unable to stay ( What a great Titanic song @_@ ) and Trowa follows behind slowly* *Amber remained unconsious and still, the only thing changing in her was the color of her skin paling and the seeping blood growing*
*Chris pushed off the wall and nodded to the two* Work your miracles Doctor.. and don't hold back the supplies.. Lady Hope's orders. *The doctor nodded without looking up and Chris turned to follow after Trowa* (Doctor:) Hallie, bring the tools and plenty of swabs. We'll need a new IV and the box over there, it's got the sedatives. *Hallie moved quickly to set up everything needed, cheching on Amber's blood pressure and heart rate after* *The doctor lifted the shirt from the wound and began setting about to remove the first bullet* *Jake remained with Comfort, trying to soothe her* *Hope sat still and stared at the computer screen, thinking about various things*
*Trowa looked back to Chris after they went in the hall* What happened in there? *Comfort had somewhat calmed down, her whimpering stopped, and she had slowly loosened herself from him*
*Chris was moving quite slowly and when they reached the halls he leaned on the wall, a hand still clutching his side, and blinked as he looked up at the two* She came in to see me after the incident in your room.. and everything was fine until Nick burst in. [The jerk.. he is so going to- ngh... die.] *Jake let her go, simply wanting her to feel better* *Hallie and the doctor worked busily* *Hope was still in an unhappy thought*
*Quatre leaned against the opposite wall and Trowa remained standing just fine, watching Chris* [He's in a lot of pain.] What'd he do to her? br>
*He looked down for a moment, before it pulled too much on the arm's wound, then looked back to the two* He got her from me somehow.. started off with insulting her.. and several other people.. and pinned her against him. I think he may have cracked on of her broken ribs.. just for fun. *He paused to take a breath, fighting to keep it sounding unshaky* *Everyone else was as same as they were moments before (^.^)*
*Trowa was quiet, watching him with emotionless eyes* And then? *Quatre remained still and silent* *Comfort wiped her eyes a bit, then glanced at the room* Who was that guy with them?
He continued the insulting.. a bit more of physical abuse. He used her as a shield, I couldn't get in between them until his hand moved down.. mhmm. *Again he paused and took a breath, eyes closing a bit* *Jake glanced into the room then back at Comfort* That was.. Nick.
*Comfort blinked* The guy you threatened to bring in when you and Amber were fighting? You mean to say that you'd let such a person -in- there with us?? *Trowa fell silent, giving Chris some time to regain himself, not having to say 'go on,' but hoping the look in his eyes urged it*
*Jake blinked a bit, going back over that convo* Oh, no.. I wouldn't. In fact I was against his coming at all. I was trying to point out the advantage of having me be with you four instead of another soldier.. I'd never let him near you. And Chris wouldn't either, that's why he's pretty injured too now. *Chris opened his eyes and looked at Trowa nodding slightly* Yes, yes. Give me a moment.. I would've told you the story without Hope's prompting.. *He took another breath and continued* Yes well, he touched her inappropriately.. and said things that were just wrong. So I managed to punch him hard across the jaw. Still he pulled her back to him and somehow managed to tie her hands. He brought out his gun then.. *He had to stop again and took another halting breath*
( Ah yes! I totally forgot about the hand tying thing, I guess somewhere along the point that she was pulled back up her hands fell loose or whatever ) *Comfort was quiet, then nodded a bit* Why is he like that? *Trowa's urging emotion left his eyes and he waited patiently for Chris to catch his breath* [If this guy doesn't die then I will kill him myself.]
*Comfort looked down for a moment, silent and thinking* *Trowa kept emotionless as Chris spoke, patient and silent* *Quatre frowned at Chris' current condition and at his words* [Why is there only one doctor?.. He needs help. ...Comfort. Comfort's a vet, yeah, but she could at least press some pressure points on him to take the pain away momentarily.. stop the bleeding...] Chris... before you go on.. let me get Comfort. *He went down the hall just for a small moment, stepping up to Comfort and Jake, he glanced at Jake before looking down at Comfort* *Comfort looked up, slightly tilting her head questioningly* Quatre? (Quatre:) Chris really needs medic help and there's only one doctor and she's with Amber.. you can help him, I know you can. (Comfort:) But I.. if I do something wrong... (Quatre:) You can stop the bleeding and the pain at the least.. I'm not asking a whole operation on him.. (Comfort:) *glances up to Jake for a quick moment, then back to Quatre, eyes shifting down the hall to Chris and she nodded a bit* Okay, fine.
*Chris looked up at Quatre* No.. no.. I'm fin- *He stopped as Quatre was already gone. His eyes turned to Trowa for a brief moment then down to Comfort* *Jake let his arms fall to his side and he smiled slightly, nodding to the two of them* [A vet.. right? Hmm, yes it would be best if she could stop the bleeding. But we do have plenty of nurses.. why did Chris turn them down..??]
*Comfort followed Quatre with occasional glances back to Jake* *Quatre stood next to Trowa, leaning against the wall near him and Comfort stopped next to Chris, looking him over for a moment, looking up to him* I can't do much... but I can stop the pain.. and the bleeding so you won't pass out from blood loss...
*Jake followed along a bit behind, and once they reached Chris he moved to the opposite side of the two guys, placing his hands in his pockets* *Chris looked up at Comfort and forced a weak smile* Pass out.. Ngh, heh.. I'm fine.. *The doctor had pulled out the first bullet and Hallie was stopping blood flow as the doctor worked on the second shot wound*
*Comfort gave him a stern look that was mixed with concern as a reply to his smile* I can't just let you bleed all over yourself.. *She grabbed took his hands, turning them palm-up and she found both pressure points inbetween his index finger and thumb* I'm sorry, this'll hurt just for a moment.. *She presssed onto them tightly ( Yeah, have you ever done that before? It really hurts in the beginning, but after the pain fades, your whole body just feels good. It's like some self-pain reliever that your body does ^_^ Pretty spiffy, eh? ) and holding the pinch/grip for a while before slowly letting go* The pain'll be gone soon.. *Trowa just watched her quietly along with Quatre*
*Chris let Puppy go but his attention was with the three pilots now exiting* *He looked down to Amber with a questioning look* [Should I go with them..? Or stay with you..] *The doctor turned to look at them, as did a few of the nurses* *She wasn't planning to stop them but was merely reminding them they were being watched*
*Amber smiled a bit at him and nodded to the guys* You can go, I'm just probably going to sleep anyway. *Puppy danced at their heels, letting out a bark every now and then* *Duo knew that they were being watched, but it didn't phase him at the least and Quatre and Trowa followed from behind* (Trowa:) [He's going to get in trouble.. -_- Then we'll never be able to leave..] (Quatre:) [-_- Why won't he settle down..]
*Chris nodded slowly and gave a light smile* If you will let yourself sleep.. *The doctor nodded as they left the intensive care room and turned to return to her own work* *Hope looked up at the barking, still on the wt thing*
*Amber kept up her smile* If I don't, it's not like I'm going anywhere. *The guys continued to make their way to Nick's 'cell' and down the hall and Duo blinked to find Hope there* Hey bab- (Quatre:) *nudges Duo roughly* (Duo:) *corrects himself* Hello ma'am! ^__^ We'd like to see the bast- (Quatre:) *another hard nudge* (Duo:) *corrects himself again* See the soldier ^_^.
*She frowned at Duo from the first slip and hung up the wt* *She slid it into a pocket and pushed off the wall* You can -see- him. But you three know your boundaries? *She aimed the question at Duo, knowing the others understood* *Chris smiled and moved away from the cot, a hand trailing down her arm* Yeah.. guess your best choice is some sleep..
*Amber smiled a little more at him* Yeah.. ..and if not.. *She glanced her eyes up at the ceiling before looking back at him* I can always count the tiles and holes on the ceiling. (Duo:) Of course we know our boundaries. (Quatre:) *nods a bit* We'll make sure Duo won't do anything.
*He frowned lightly but kept more of a smile as he glanced up at the ceiling too* Sleep is still your best bet. *Hope took a step toward the room Nick was kept in and nodded to the soldier, who stepped away from the door* On your word then. [That boy... Duo.. would he be crazy enough to do something?]
(Trowa:) *He gives Duo a warning glance* (Quatre:) I guess our word is now. (Duo:) [I'll be good.. u.u;] *Amber grinned* I probably will sooner or later. *She moved her arm away from his trailing hand and waved her own hand dismissively ( @_@ SP? ), careful, though, as it was the hand of the shoulder that was shot* Don't worry about me, I'm alive so I'm okay.
*He frowned deeper but forced it into a smile as he moved again* Fine, fine.. I'm going! I'll be back sometime.. soon.. *He made his way slowly from the room* *Hope sort of half nodded and stepped forward, taking hold of the door handle and unlocking it in a swift motion, pushing it open slightly*
[He's too nice... ...Too nice for an Oz soldier..] *Amber watched him leave quietly, lowering her arm and setting both hands in her lap, looking down at them* [What am I doing with him, anyway? Am I using him simply for the comfort of having someone?..] *Trowa stepped in and Quatre followed him timidly. Duo followed suit as himself* *Nick looked up at them with narrowed eyes, still against the wall* (Duo:) Hey there, pal! How's it goin'? (Nick:) ....... (Duo:) I'll take that as a 'Pretty good!' ^o^ (Nick:) ....*glances to the others* [You've got to be kidding me.] *Quatre looked away and Trowa leaned against the opposite wall, amused*
*Hope stood in the shadows of the doorway, watching with wary eyes at both the pilots and her own soldier* [Their reactions.. tell so much in this scene.. Disgust.. amusement.. enjoyment.. concern for their friend.. hmm.] *Chris took his time moving through the hospital ward, not really motivated to go see Nick again* *Hallie counted the last few backs of supplies, perspiration forming on her brow* [I'm so tired.. and I didn't lift anything! Must be all this thinking.. Ha.]
*Nick glanced to Hope for a moment before back to Duo, still silent* *Duo continued to talk to him incessently* *Nick finally stops him and looks over to Hope again* Is this your way of cruel and unusual punishment? ( Meh.. u.u; )
*Hope didn't move her eyes from Nick as he asked the question* *She shrugged lightly and seemed to have nothing to say... but after a moment spoke a quiet phrase* They have somewhat of a right.. *Chris was now outside the hospital ward and in the hall, glancing over to the commotion* [I have a bad feeling.. maybe it's just that I have to look at that.. eh..]
A right, eh? *Nick returned his gaze to Duo* *Quatre and Trowa remained against the opposite wall, not saying a thing* *Duo was quiet a moment before speaking up again, rambling playfully to him* *Nick's eye twitches and he pushes away from the wall to stand straight, he stands still for a moment, then swings to punch Duo across the face* *Duo jumps back just in time and grins* Am I annoying you? *Nick growls and swings again, missing again* *Duo hits Nick hard enough in the stomach to wind him for a while, then across the face, as Nick's head was to the side, Duo hit him then in the nose* I really hate people like you. *By this time, Quatre and Trowa were standing straight, not against the wall, watching Nick carefully* *Nick was on his knees, nose bleeding, glaring at the floor*
*Hope remained still as she watched the scene, keeping her eyes mainly on Nick* *She doesn't make a motion to stop Duo and her expression reveals nothing of her feelings toward what is going on* *Chris freezes in his tracks as he watches Duo strike in seeming slow motion to him* [But.. what.. oh.. no..]
*Duo narrowed his eyes and stepped back a bit from Nick, putting one hand around his punching hand's wrist and rubbing it lightly, rotating his wrist in a couple of circles, grinning* Heh. Almost lost my temper for a moment... *He walks around Nick and to Quatre and Trowa, leaning against the wall* *Quatre watches Duo in a slight shock, and Trowa shakes his head a bit, as if you say 'You shouldn't have done that. Too risky in a place like this, you IDIOT.' or something along those lines.*
*Hope watches Nick for another moment then turns to the boys* You three are done? *Chris blinks and shakes his head, trying to erase memories* [I should go see how Amber is doing..] *He turns and moves quickly down the hall, blinking quickly though certain scenes keep coming up in his mind* *Hallie sighs and stands with sore legs* We can handle the people for a while longer, certainly. But.. there'll be a shortage of some necessities. Hopefully someone back at headquarters will bring us something when this storm lifts up.
*Quatre looks over to Hope and nodds* I'm sure we are. I apologize for Duo's actions. *Duo pouts a little, crossing his arms and Trowa nods a bit* *Amber shifts lightly, already growing bored of just laying in the bed* *Comfort leans back a bit more against Jake, letting out a soft sigh*
*She looked back over at Nick* He accepts your apology. I'll send a nurse in to tend to him. If you'll please.. *Hope steps from the room and sends an attending guard (one watching Nick's door) to go get a nurse* *Chris moves to Amber's room in a preoccupied state and knocks on the door frame* Amber? How're you doing? *Hallie shuts the door and folds up her inventory list* I'll go set this in Hope's room then see how the storm's doing.
*Trowa follows behind with the other two behind him* *Amber glances up at Chris, smiling a little* Hi.. I'm.... u.u; Bored... I don't want to lay here anymore. I already counted the tile on the ceiling.. Fft.. anyway. Are you okay? Is there something on your mind?
*Chris blinked once again* Nothing.. important. [Don't want her to worry..] Your friends just had a 'talk' with Nick is all. And the doctor said you had to stay here so you'll have to make the best. Can I get you a magazine or something? *A thought crosses Hope's mind and she stops in the hall as the door to Nick's room is shut* *She turns to look over the three again, more critically in her expression* For clarification, the four of you have declared yourselves civilians here have you not? *Jake rearranges his arms to make Comfort more comfortable, leaning back and tilting his head in to her contentedly*
*Amber sits up a bit, a little too quickly, but she still sits up, ignoring his offer* What? What'd they do to him?? *The three guys pause, then look at eachother before Quatre nods* Yes, that's right..
*Hope nods to Quatre* I'd prefer to hear each of you agree. You understand.. *Chris frowns and moves to her bedside, putting a hand on her arm* Woah there, everything's fine. *Hallie nods to the hall guard and holds up her inventory papers, knocks once then pushes open the door to the room Hope uses as an office and moves inside, placing the papers on the desk* *Her eyes glanced up at the computer screen and she froze, reading the rest of a new message* [But that..]
*Trowa nods* I agree. *Duo nods, too* Yeah, sure. *Amber shakes her head* What'd they do? *Comfort moves her head back on Jake's shoulder* This is nice..
*Hope smiles with a half nod* Alright, I need to go for a bit. You are welcome to stop back in and see Amber providing the Doctor doesn't find you too disruptive. *Chris quieted his appearance in hopes of calming Amber* They only talked to him briefly. And Hope was there. *Jake breathes in slowly* Yes, it is.
*Amber puts her other hand on his, looking up at him* Chris, I know you're lying... what'd they do to him..? *Duo makes a face somewhat behind her back and the other two push him towards the hall to Amber's room*
*Chris fought a frown and shrugged* Just a few punches, he'll be fine. It was even revenge. *Hope made her way back to her room and opened the door, stopping when she sees Hallie* *She clears her throat, which startles Hallie into standing up* Oh.. Hope.. *Hope steps in and shuts the door with a calm expression* Hallie? *Hallie stutters and looks back at the screen, thus regaining her composure and a surprising reaction* How could you do that?! And just leave a message to Zechs?? Or was it Trieze this time? *Hope's eyes narrow at her* You'll hold your tongue Ms. Sorantine.
*Amber stares into Chris' eyes for a moment, then looks out the open doors at the guys, releasing Chris' hand moving her arm away from his hand. She sits up more, trying to, in fact, leap out of the bed while slightly raising her voice to them, practically ignoring Chris and everyone else* Who did it?! Which one of you idiots beat him? *Duo grins* Ah yes, that was me.
*Chris stepped back slightly from her bed and remained silent, looking quizically at Duo* [I wonder if he feels so nonchalant to hurting all OZ soldiers or just Nick..] *Hallie took note of the change in address by Hope and instantly quit talking* *Hope came around to her desk and read over the memo* Interesting. Very interesting. They definitely declare civilianship, Hallie, before you start assuming. *Hallie fought her emotions but couldn't keep it all in, muttering her words* So you disregard that and go ahead with those plans? (Hope:) Preliminaries. You expect the situation to end easily with what's been going on? And I've two soldiers who are possibly willing to become traitors. (Hallie:) You wouldn't. (Hope:) You don't want to push me.
*Amber forces herself out of the bed, rather quite irritated with Duo* You could have WAITED *starts hissing things through her teeth low enough for just Duo to hear* until we got him out of wherever they put him ourSELVES and THEN you could have MURDERED him! *returns talking at a normal tone* but no! You had to be an idiot! Our fate of leaving, it's gone now, thanks to you! *Scratch that, she's royally psd off at him* *Trowa moves over to the side with Quatre, mumbling* He deserves this lecture.. *Duo pouts a bit at Trowa, then stares at Amber* Look, I was- *Amber cuts in quickly* Supposed to bring supplies and get us OUT of here. Did that happen? No. Will the escape plan WORK?! No! *Duo blinks, looking over at Chris* *Amber growls slightly, stomping her foot at the word 'care,' just the first one, though. Her eyes slightly watering- it was kind of obvious she was only starting to have a breakdown* I don't CARE if there's a soldier in here, and I don't care if one beats me! That doesn't mean you come in and beat them senseless! It's bad enough Hope's pinning me on the murder, you've just got us in deeper and now we're going to probably have to go to some dingy Oz cell, then I'll have to explain to Zechs and Trieze WHY exactly one of their best generals are stuck inside a cell with THREE Gundam pilots! *she grabs Duo and starts shaking him* The punishment for that is DEATH, Duo! For all of us! *Duo shifts his arms around Amber and pulls her close to and against him, stopping her from shaking him and holding her tightly* Listen.. stop yelling for a moment... just listen.... *Amber falls quiet, her ear pressed against his chest and she pauses, only hearing his heartbeat and the rain at first before the faint voice of Heero comes from his shirt, heard only by her* (Heero:) We're not letting anyone die, okay Amber? Just calm down and get a grip. I know all of this is crashing down on you, but please just stay calm.. if not for anyone in there, do it for yourself. You're very much injured. (Amber:) *silent for a long time, pressing herself more against Duo, mumbling* I can't.. *Duo plops his chin on her head, watching Chris for a moment before looking down at her hair* You can't what? (Amber:) ........ ... .. believe... that... you're wearing a wire! *pushes away from Duo and pulls out the wire from his buttoned, black shirt* If Hope found this, she could've traced it back to them! *yells into the wire at Heero* You're an idiot, hear me?! *drops the wire and steps on it a lot* ( she's basically had enough of everything failing. Comfort, the mission, Nick, and the whole Nicholas-murder thing's really stressing her out. ^^; ) *On a brighter note, Comfort moves her head a little and closes her eyes, everything being so peaceful for her*
*Chris was taken aback by Amber's sudden burst at Duo and at first tried to stop her from getting up, but realized there was no way to stop a woman with such a set mind* *He just stood there, glancing only once at Trowa and Quatre, the rest of the time his eyes were locked on Amber and Duo* [Escape plan. Duo was to get them out of here. Smart idea to bring us supplies as a cover to get them out. She must really be upset to be saying this stuff straight out in front of me.. Wait, what?! Murder.. so she did kill someone? Well of course she's killed someone but someone important enough that Hope'd care...? She's an OZ general!?? That makes some sense.... but.. now I'm confused.] *Chris watched the two curiously as Amber fell silent and for some reason his old soldier training seemed to kick in* *He stood a bit straighter with arms at his sides and his face returned to expressionless as he listened* [WHAT!? A wire. Hope will not be happy. Didn't they agree to no tracers and weapons? Things along those lines? I have to tell Hope.. But.. that would put Amber and them in much greater trouble.. much greater danger..] *Hallie stared at Hope for a long moment, uneasy with her look* Mmm. The inventory list is on your desk. We're good with most things for now but will run out of some important things soon.
*Heero and Wufei swore lots of bad things as their connection broke* *After a moment of long silence, Quatre timidly speaks up* Amber... you should.. lay.. down... *Amber spins to face Trowa and Quatre, Quatre actually stepping back a bit in what seemed like a flinch* You two! Don't you have the brains to STOP him when he does STUPID things like that?!? It's bad enough that BOTH of you came, and it's worse that we couldn't do anything RIGHT that THEY sent HIM *she points at Duo* Out to help us! DUO! Of all people! (Duo:) Hey.. I resent that.. (Amber:) *looks to Duo for a quick moment* I'm not done with you yet! (Duo:) o.o... *falls quiet* *Amber turns back to Quatre and Trowa, then pauses while staring at the both of them, already having ran out of things to yell at them. Her look seems somewhat puzzled-confused-stumped as her mind ran through all the things she had said. At a last attempt, she pointed at Quatre* You're not supposed to flinch at me! T_T!!(Quatre:) oO;;.. *Amber turned back to Duo* Not only did you do all the said things that I JUST went over, but you had the BALLS to wreck HALF of the machines out there! (Duo:) o.o How'd you know about that?! (Amber:) I KNOW EVERYTHING!!
*Chris kept the emotionless face but inside his mind was reeling* [She's just spilling everything..] *His eyes followed Amber and watched the reactions of the boys, not blaming Quatre for flinching* [So the wire connected to the other two.. WHAT?! Jake'll flip if he finds out he has to reprogram half of the suits.. and the mechanic.. he just might kill Duo himself!] *Amber's yelling snapped him out of his soldier-like state and he stepped forward, speaking almost soothingly* Amber, you need to calm down a bit and at least sit down..
*The boys glance over at Chris in a 'That's not a very good idea' look before looking back to Amber* *Amber turned on Chris, almost viciously oO;;* No. And don't try using that voice on me, Chris. I'm not going to listen to you like I have been anymore. You're Oz and I'm not and I can't handle some type of crazy relationship like that. You're the faithful little child that's going to run to 'Mommy' the second I have so much morphine running through my body and tell her everything. And then, while there's more morphine in me that I'm spitting out confessions and places left and right, we're all going to be thrown into some cell because SHE can, technically, put us there now that HE harmed an officer!
*Chris blinked but before responding out of anger he took a moment to understand that it was a natural reaction Amber would've given in the situation* Fine, then I'll use a normal voice. The doctor told you to stay in bed so one way or another you'll need to at least sit down. The doctor will be back in here, I was merely volunteering the idea before she came and got all professional. *Alright, so he hadn't complete diluted the anger but can you blame him?* And don't assume what kind of soldier or man I am. Certainly you have all set a few good strikes against yourselves, not to mention the things you've just said. *Chris immediately stopped there, thinking he may have let himself go too far* *He kept his eyes directly on Amber though, almost challengingly, but still rather calm if possible*
*Amber kept her eyes level with his, raising her chin a little at him, either accepting the challenge or making it worse* I don't care about the doctor, I'll sit down when I want. *Her teeth clicked a little as she snapped the last word, almost as if she were biting at Chris himself* Your a loyal one, don't say you're not. If you let your anger out, and you acted upon it, I have no doubt in my mind, that you'd unbottle all that pent up anger about that woman's death that we caused (I forgot her name. oO;;.. Not Hope's or Hallie's, but Chris' fiance or something. Was it Judy? Oo;;) and march your little self up to Hope. *Amber's eyes seemed a little darker, keeping his challenge and yes, accepting it, even pushing and testing him. Bringing up the fate of his fiance was risky, she knew, and she started to prepare herself for his volley*
When you want will you? Or when it doesn't prove anyone else's point? Or how about when the pain cuts through you for longer than you can manage to remain defiantly standing? *His eyes remained clear and directly with hers* Indeed I am loyal, to whatever cause I deem worth it. There are different kinds of loyalties. You yourself are loyal. *He paused, taking a breath at the mention of his fiance* If I unbottled anger I could promise you I wouldn't be talking to Hope. And on that subject I wouldn't waste my time telling her about something people had done because the people.. nevermind. Don't you ever talk about (Sure why not, his fiance is now deemed Judy. ^^) Judy again. *His face was set but in his mind he pushed out memories, working on not comprehending what Amber had said about the crazy relationship they had had*
Don't question me, I said 'when I want,' and I mean it. And go on, because the people.. what, Chris? *She kept her eyes boring into his* I'll bring Judy up whenever I want, you have no say in the matter.
Excuse me? I have no say in the matter? She was my fiance and you have no right to talk of her. 'When you want' only means when no one else will be proven right. I don't care about being right as long as you don't injure yourself further. *Chris still kept his eyes even with her daunting look though they were beginning to cloud with something.. pain?*
*Amber paused almost as if struck by his look, though she quickly recovered and answered quickly* You have no right to tell me who and what to speak of. And maybe, I don't feel like sitting or laying down at the moment. MAYBE, I'm not hurting like all of you think I am.
I have more than enough right to say I don't want her mentioned in front of me. And maybe you are hurting like we presume you are. You just aren't willing to let anyone else be right. *Chris broke the gaze and sidestepped, feeling that was the end of the 'conversation'* *Hope picked up the inventory papers and glanced over them* Thank you for filling them out. *Hallie nods and moves stiffly for the door, glancing back at the computer*
*Amber narrowed her eyes* Who are you to say if I'm hurting or not? *Comfort's fallen asleep, and the boys have just been staring quietly*
Even if I went by medical standing alone, the sum of pain your injuries would cause the strongest willed person would be enough for me to fathom thank you. Not even the strongest willed person can ignore that amount of pain, especially right after surgery. But not to worry, you haven't revealed that you actually are in pain so no one here knows that 'weakness' exists. *Chris had stopped with her question and almost politely answered but had not looked at her* *With his reply he moved past Amber across the room and out the door, no longer waiting for a rebuttal that would continue the senseless arguing* *Jake listened to the rain on the roof and Comfort's even breathing as he looked once more at the candle-lit alter then slowly let his eyes shut*
*Amber looked over her shoulder at Chris' back, quiet* *Quatre looked down and Trowa didn't say anything, Duo, however, made a face and mouthed "Buuuurnnn!"* *Amber glared and slapped Duo harshly before moving back to the bed and sitting down on the corner.*
*Chris moved on through the medical ward and out, past Nick's room, and down toward Hope's* *He took slow breaths and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand* [Judy..] *Hallie looked away and left the room, mulling over things* *Hope reread the memo* [So he's agreed.. But is taking that too far.]
*The boys took a seat in chairs slowly, unsure about Amber's mental condition at the moment, all silent* *She watched them, then sighed, staring down at the broken wire* We're all screwed, aren't we? (Duo:) Well.. not all of us. *He rubbed his cheek where she slapped him with a pout* The other two seem to be safe and sound. (Trowa:) They won't let us just stay here. I'm sure they have some plan...
*Chris regained most of his composure and stared directly at the room guard while knocking on her door* (Hope:) Come in.. *Chris stepped inside and shut the door, blinking in the darkened room or maybe just to blink his eyes dry* (Hope:) Hello Chris.. What're you here for? (Chris:) She lost her cool. (Hope:) What'd she say? (Chris:) Things. What do you need to know? *Hope eyed him carefully, repeating her words slowly* What did she say? *Chris took a breath, thinking about what Amber had said of him* She had past workings with OZ which I'm sure you guessed at by her outfit and mentioned something about something you were pinning her on. Oh and the newest pilot is bad news.. I believe she said something about his wrecking half the suits out there? (Hope:) Yes. (Chris:) Should I tell Jake he needs to get on it? (Hope:) Yes, thank you. And let Amos know he's got a lot of work ahead of him. *Chris nodded and made for the door but Hope spoke up again* What else happened? *Chris looked back over his shoulder slowly* Nothing else. *An uneasy silence echoed him* May I go now? (Hope:) Fine then. *Chris left the room without another sound, his mind numbing*
*Amber reaches out and takes her Oz jacket, slipping it on, being in just the bandages and the bottom half of her uniform, quiet* (Trowa:) We know how much you love working as a General, Ambe- (Amber:) Don't. I don't need any consolances. It's my fault for snapping. Hope's going to strip me of everything, anyway. And if she doesn't, Chris knows and almost everyone else that heard me yelling. So somehow, the top's going to find out. (Duo:) They'll let you keep your uniform, though, right? And your dog tags? (Amber:) They should.. but we're going to be set back from our movements. *puts her hair down, then puts it up again in a higher pony tail* We just came here to find survivors.
*The doctor came up and rapped on the wall* Hello! Just checking in to see how you're doing Miss Amber. *Her eyes scanned the room, taking in expressions in a sweep* Do you need anything? You're about due for more pain killers. *Hope watched the door as it shut* [He's not telling me everything. But I should expect that. I wonder where his loyalties lie now.] *She turned back to her computer and started up a response memo* ~The write up looks fine. Don't get too drastic now. Your response team should be fit enough and keep a record of the supplies needed. Don't forget, also, that I am the one in charge here and it will stay that way over the things that are here regardless of where they are moved to. Understood?~ *Moments upon sending a short note popped up* ~Have it your way.~
*Amber glances up at the doctor, quiet for a moment before speaking up wuietly* No, I don't need anything. Thanks, though.
*Chris turned and looked back at the door guard* Which hall is Amos in? (Soldier:) Go down, take a left, then the first right. (Chris:) Thanks. *Chris followed the directions and came up to another hall, glancing around* Amos? We need your mechanical help. *A black man stepped out of the shadows* Someone broke something? (Chris:) More than one something, bout half thte suits apparently. (Amos:) WHAT?! Argh. (Chris:) Yeah, and we need to go find Jake.
*Comfort shifted a little, stretching out a bit* *Amber moved to lay back in bed, sitting up a bit* *Puppy 'parols' the prayer area where Jake and Comfort are, sitting at the main doors*
*The doctor nodded and left the room, asking no more questions* *Chris and Amos set off to find Jake, inquiring to many stationed soldiers but no one seemed to have seen him lately* *Finally they came upon one female soldier who had seen him.. a long while ago* Him and a young girl entered the chapel a good time ago. They went through that door over there. *She pointed and nodded the two on their way* *Chris and Amos looked at each other and stepped through the small side door into the chapel, shutting it lightly as they looked around at the dazzling candled room*
*Puppy caught the smell of Chris and bounded to them, barking happily... and loudly* *Amber looked up at the ceiling* You guys have to call a Sanctuary here. (Duo:) What? No way, I gotta leave to the guys to help get you guys out. (Amber:) You beat a soldier. There's no way they'll let you leave.
*Chris knelt down and scratched the dog's head* Hey there Puppy. Guess this means Jake and.. I'm guessing it's Comfort are here. *Amos wandered away from the door to look around, stopping dead when he finally found the two* WHAT IN SAM'S HILL ARE YOU TWO DOING!? *He bellows quite loudly when taken aback and for a rare moment he was no longer his easy going self* *Chris jogged over to where Amos stood, fixing on the two as emotions grew inside him, something like a mix of jealousy and rage and pain*
*Comfort jolted awake by the screaming and lept to her feet, glancing down at Jake before up at Amos and Chris with very wide eyes* Uh... *Puppy bounded ahead of Chris at the yelling, barking louder and he ran in front of Comfort, facing Amos, growling a sort of chibi growl, not much a puppy can really do*
*Jake lept up after Comfort and stared at the two men before realizing what had been happened* Quit your yelling Amos! *Amos however, wasn't to be deterred by Jake or Puppy* WHAT are you doing with that woman?! She's part of the enemy's side and you're in here rom- (Jake:) Stop it there Amos, and don't be so harsh! *He put a hand on Comfort's arm, in a way fearing the jolt had spooked her or the like* (Chris:) Harsh?! You're.. you're... (Jake:) Not too different from you. (Chris:) Don't you even start! *The two stared at each other for a long moment*
*Comfort backed up a bit behind Jake, watching the three yell* [Jake's going to be in trouble with Hope.. wait a second, that woman!?] *Comfort opened her mouth to retaliate, but paused at Jake's arm* [Hn.. that's true. Chris shouldn't be chastising Jake about this.] *Puppy kept a slight growl at Amos*
*Jake's eyes widened a bit as he watched Chris; they've been friends for a while now and he knew something wasn't right* *Chris kept up the angry stare as Amos continued* When Hope finds out you've been entertaining this girl she'll have you thrown out! (Jake:) Amos just cool it already! *Hope sighed and moved back out of her room, heading for the main* *Hallie stepped out the back door and looked up at the sky*
*Comfort narrowed her eyes a bit at Amos and stepped up a bit* He wasn't 'entertaining' me! I wanted to come here to pray for Amber and to get away from everything for a while! *Puppy growled lower and louder, moving more in front of Comfort, still not so happy about Amos*
*Jake's eyes widened a bit as he watched Chris; they've been friends for a while now and he knew something wasn't right* *Chris kept up the angry stare as Amos continued* When Hope finds out you've been entertaining this girl she'll have you thrown out! (Jake:) Amos just cool it already! *Hope sighed and moved back out of her room, heading for the main* *Hallie stepped out the back door and looked up at the sky*
> *Amos blinked as he looked at Comfort* You and him won't (Jake:) Amos, stop. *Amos looked from Jake to Comfort, completely confused* I.. I.. Woah. *Chris turned his eyes to Comfort, thinking of Amber most likely*