spandexisyouth | Seventh Lotus (Apologies for the Youthspam)

[Youth blinks. Sometimes he isn't sure when Bell is serious or when he's teasing.]

I do not need to be tied down. I can assess my... [He lost the word. Oh well. He could. In fact, right now, he's only dealing with the loss of adrenaline. Since he was no longer in the middle of a fight, the tiredness was setting in.

He's surprised at how fast Seren moved. Clearly he needs to train with her more. But before he can comment, Bell's moving him. Youth tries to help, but he's pretty sure he's getting in the way. It takes effort, but he forces himself to relax and let Bell move him.]

[ rabbit watches this seren go bounding off and return with a door in no time flat. who is this woman? she is immensely helpful. ]

We can both carry him on this. [ despite his appearance, rabbit was actually very strong. ]

[ he could tell youth was kind of losing it. letting him lose consciousness would be bad (shock or something idk anymore) ] Hey, Youth, talk t' me. 'bout anything. Doesn't matter the subject.

We gotta keep 'im conscious

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[ Seren picks up any slack between them and puts her hand under the middle of the door when they lift it, to at least help with balance and not jostling Youth ]

Youth, why don't you tell me all of the exercises you do on a daily or weekly basis so that I may keep track of them for you?

[ On a completely different note... Now that the initial crisis is over, she takes in the two men she just met] I am slightly intrigued by the fact that both of you are wearing eyepatches of a sort and that I appear to be meeting a lot of white-haired people today.

[Bell decides he'll tie Youth down for certain now. His roommate is far too out of it to manage to remember he's supposed to stay put on his own.

Rabbit surprises Bell with his strength a little, and together, the three move Youth down the pathway as carefully as possible. Bell lets the other two cover discussions with Youth if all possible, as he's focused on watching for any further attacks, but he has time to chuckle a little at Seren's observations and reply with his usual droll humor.]

Oh, eyepatches are in fashion now, didn't you hear? ...And the hair must have something to do with my lack of "youthfulness."

[Youth lays on the door, feeling very out of it and very awkward. He doesn't like being weak or weakened. But while he's a little confused, he's flattered that people want to talk to him and to hear about what he does. After a painful attempt to prop himself up on his elbows, Youth gives in and stays down to talk.]

Laps are first. Speed and... warms up! This is important. And they must be done well. The pushups. Done well. If they are not right, I must do more squats. Unless it is Thursday. Because Thursdays...

[Great. Normally this made perfect sense. But now he's not sure which goes where. Maybe if he simplifies.]

Laps, and pushups, and squats, and situps. Handstands and punches and kicks if...

[Bell's comment catches his ear.]

I do not think your hair means that. But you could be more hair. Youth. Your hair could be more youthful. No. Your you could be... I do not think I know what I think.

[ he's definitely out of it. blood loss, possibly shock. have to keep him rambling about anything. ]

That's sure a lot'a stuff t' do in one day. Got any more things ya do? [ he completely avoids the question about the eyepatch ]

[ Seren is nodding in Youth's directions, making honest mental notes about what sorts of things he's talking about so that she has a better idea about it when he's coherent again. ]

[ But she's still thinking about what Bell said (and Youth tried to follow up on) regarding white hair and youthfulness. It was true she felt quite mature, like a full adult who had been around not just long enough to pass the pubescent stage, but much longer than that. And yet... she had just accomplished that 30-second sprint - how could an old woman do that? And what else might she be capable of in spite of her white hair? ]

I see that your friend Bell has quite the sense of humor, Youth. I shall try to take that into account should be communicate on the paper- the journals again.

[ She notices Rabbit's silent aversion compared to Bell's redirecting humor, but leaves it; everyone's entitled to their secrets ]

Do you always do your exercises alone if I'm not with you, Youth? [ She's thinking, Just like the man said, just keep him talking. ]

[Bell didn't assume his hair color had anything to do with age...it seemed natural, but inconsistent with his lack of wrinkles and otherwise 30ish appearance. The same with Seren, actually... He wasn't sure yet what, if anything, that mean.

He smirks behind the scarf at her statement about his sense of humor. It grows slightly at her next comment and before Youth can reply, he interrupts. Yes, he'd like Youth to keep talking, and maybe this will keep him talking...but, a little fun at his currently-loopy roommate's expense wouldn't hurt anything.]

I was under the impression Youth always 'exercised' alone.
[Then, to Youth] You were desperate to get rid of your unicorn, hm? And here I wanted to do the honors. [He was teasing, joking, all very dryly sarcastic. Frankly, he hoped Youth didn't remember this, though.]

I do many things. Scavenging. Watch. [But the Watch probably wasn't a good topic. As out of it as he was, some instinct told him not to talk about that. There was risk, or something.] Only I have found few things. I have only found a few.

[Youth had been about to comment on Bell's sense of humor when Bell added more. He stared for a moment, not getting what Bell was saying at first.]

Sparring is people. Not alone? [Then the unicorn comment gave him more of a clue.] I have not done anything!

[ rabbit hits the elevator button impatiently. ]

Scavengin', huh, what've ya found there?

[ sparring, hmm. Well maybe when youth's better, rabbit might ask him for a spar. at least if he gets hurt again, Rabbit can patch him up. ]

[ Seren really isn't sure what to do here, listening to the topic of conversation. So she just stays quiet.

And just watches the little buttons light up.

And the door opening.

All as if by magic. Now if only that same magic could make her forget the allusion Bell just made. ]

[Well, Rabbit seemed to be in a hurry...Bell wasn't sure, but he didn't think the rapidity of ones pushing of the elevator button at all corresponded with the rate at which the lift arrived. Of course, he could be wrong.]

Nothing? Oh, so I still stand a chance. [The allusions at least kept Youth talking. Though maybe, Bell thought, it wasn't good to rile him up to anger now.] Sorry, Seren. I guess you missed your chance at him.

[They stepped into the elevator and Bell adjusted the door in his hands and elbowed the button for the floor they needed. The elevator started moving.]

[Youth isn't completely out of it yet, so he notices the hurried button pushing, and Seren's silence. He frowns at them and reaches a conclusion.]

The things? Coming back? [It's one of the worst conclusions he could reach, really. He doesn't want his friends hurt, even the newest.] Can drop, drop... me. You can if... After Watch. None of you.

[Then the elevator is there, and they're safe, and there hadn't been any sense of panic. Blearily Youth looks over at Bell, having entirely lost the train of conversation.] Chance?

[ he offers a reassuring smile ] Nah, it's not coming back. We need t' patch ya up so we need t' get t' med really soon, 'kay?

[ leave it to the guy from over a century ago to not understand pressing the button impatiently does nothing to the elevator. he doesn't want youth's condition to get any worse than it already is. ]

[ Seren's probably more technology-retarded than Rabbit, as evidenced by her conversations with Crow on the subject of 'lifts', but that isn't her concern right now. ]

Chance at him...

I apologize, Bell, I do not think now is the time for this sort of discussion, nor is it my decision to make how Youth feels about me. [She looks at him babbling] I am merely worried for my friend.

[ Putting words to action, she waits for the elevator doors to open, then walks away from the embarrassing man to clear a path to Medical - people, items, anything that was in their way she moved. ]

Seventh Lotus (Apologies for the Youthspam)

So we're all agreed, we're funny looking.

lol that goes without saying

With this bunch? Pretty much.

...Uh. ...me, or the muse, hm?

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...right.

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Dude I need a blush icon -- sorry this tag got lost D: