With the way his night had ended, Zero probably should have considered himself lucky to hear Landel's grating voice tell him to 'get his lazy bones out of bed'. Yet the only thing he could think with clarity in those first few moments awake was how much he wanted to shut that voice up for good.
Everything else was quite like the end of that night. A confusing, painful fog.
His arm reacted less to having pressure applied to it, which was good, but his injured right leg was a different story entirely - one he didn't learn until he tried to stand on it much too quickly. Big mistake. That action only rewarded him with sharp, burning pain that spread like a wildfire up his leg and into his lower body. Immediately he fell back down to the edge of his bed, wincing and gritting his teeth as he waited for the pain to die back down to a dull throbbing where the cut was. Now it was his frail human body who was taking the brunt of his internal anger.
The nurse was going to be next, for no other reason other than showing up and smiling in that condescending way. Pretending to be concerned like usual, huh? Or if not that, then still happily brainwashed? Whatever. Just let the day be over with already...
Unfortunately, thanks to his leg, walking wasn't going to be so simple. The nurse figured this was going to be the case and came prepared with a pair of crutches. Zero had seen humans and even a few Resistance soldiers use these before, but he'd never had a reason to use them himself before now...guess it was his turn at last. Lucky him. The crutches were awkward and uncomfortable, but he tolerated them only for the fact that it was far more uncomfortable trying to walk on his injured leg. What he could not tolerate was how his nurse now had more of a reason to hound him everywhere he went, even to the breakfast tables. Not that it didn't make sense - he wouldn't have been able to carry his tray himself with these crutches - but he hated having to be around her more than necessary.
For once, he was actually hoping that some other prisoner would pester him with mundane conversation. Anything was better than listening to her talk on and on and on about his health and the weather and everything he couldn't care less about...
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Everything else was quite like the end of that night. A confusing, painful fog.
His arm reacted less to having pressure applied to it, which was good, but his injured right leg was a different story entirely - one he didn't learn until he tried to stand on it much too quickly. Big mistake. That action only rewarded him with sharp, burning pain that spread like a wildfire up his leg and into his lower body. Immediately he fell back down to the edge of his bed, wincing and gritting his teeth as he waited for the pain to die back down to a dull throbbing where the cut was. Now it was his frail human body who was taking the brunt of his internal anger.
The nurse was going to be next, for no other reason other than showing up and smiling in that condescending way. Pretending to be concerned like usual, huh? Or if not that, then still happily brainwashed? Whatever. Just let the day be over with already...
Unfortunately, thanks to his leg, walking wasn't going to be so simple. The nurse figured this was going to be the case and came prepared with a pair of crutches. Zero had seen humans and even a few Resistance soldiers use these before, but he'd never had a reason to use them himself before now...guess it was his turn at last. Lucky him. The crutches were awkward and uncomfortable, but he tolerated them only for the fact that it was far more uncomfortable trying to walk on his injured leg. What he could not tolerate was how his nurse now had more of a reason to hound him everywhere he went, even to the breakfast tables. Not that it didn't make sense - he wouldn't have been able to carry his tray himself with these crutches - but he hated having to be around her more than necessary.
For once, he was actually hoping that some other prisoner would pester him with mundane conversation. Anything was better than listening to her talk on and on and on about his health and the weather and everything he couldn't care less about...
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