[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/721658.html?thread=58957306#t58957306)]
Haine followed behind his nurse, not knowing what else to do. He stayed a good few feet away from her, of course, not wanting to be too close. He was still highly on edge, and he felt like his nerves were on fire. What the fuck was this? How had he gotten here? And more importantly, how was he going to get out? He could probably just attack the nurse and get out.
But then he'd have to touch her. So that wasn't something he was itching to do. There were people here, apparently crazy people, and he didn't really want to hurt them without reason. Starting with the nurse might trigger something he'd be unable to fully control. The risk wasn't worth it yet. For now, he'd just have to go along with it. There'd be a chance, and he'd take it.
The nurse piled French toast on his plate and handed it to him. He stared at her across the tray, but made no move to take it from her. Not only did he not want to touch her, he didn't want to eat. Who the hell knew what kind of shit they put in that food?
Her plastic smile faded a little and she gave him some crap about needing to eat. He finally reached out and took the very corner of the tray. She let go almost immediately, and the tray wobbled. He caught it before the food could be all over the floor, although it was tempting just to let it fall and see what happened. The nurse seemed not to notice, of course, and her smile returned. She pointed to a nearby table and Haine turned toward it. Maybe she'd leave him alone if he went and sat down.
"Oh, Alex, that's right!" she said, just as he turned away from her. He looked back over his shoulder and noticed she was holding something. His sunglasses! What, how had she...?
He turned far enough for her to set them on the tray, though he was only half listening to her explanation about how his eyes were sensitive. Yeah, whatever, sure, long as he had his sunglasses, he could deal with that.
He finally sat down, and put the sunglasses on his face. They dimmed the lights enough that he could make his eyes focus better, and hopefully he'd avoid the headache that could come from sitting around in bright lights. The nurse seemed to fade into the background somewhere. At least she was gone.
Haine relaxed very slightly and looked down at his food. He poked it with his fork, but he sure as hell didn't have any intention of actually eating. Not until he knew for sure that nothing funny was going on, anyway.
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Haine followed behind his nurse, not knowing what else to do. He stayed a good few feet away from her, of course, not wanting to be too close. He was still highly on edge, and he felt like his nerves were on fire. What the fuck was this? How had he gotten here? And more importantly, how was he going to get out? He could probably just attack the nurse and get out.
But then he'd have to touch her. So that wasn't something he was itching to do. There were people here, apparently crazy people, and he didn't really want to hurt them without reason. Starting with the nurse might trigger something he'd be unable to fully control. The risk wasn't worth it yet. For now, he'd just have to go along with it. There'd be a chance, and he'd take it.
The nurse piled French toast on his plate and handed it to him. He stared at her across the tray, but made no move to take it from her. Not only did he not want to touch her, he didn't want to eat. Who the hell knew what kind of shit they put in that food?
Her plastic smile faded a little and she gave him some crap about needing to eat. He finally reached out and took the very corner of the tray. She let go almost immediately, and the tray wobbled. He caught it before the food could be all over the floor, although it was tempting just to let it fall and see what happened. The nurse seemed not to notice, of course, and her smile returned. She pointed to a nearby table and Haine turned toward it. Maybe she'd leave him alone if he went and sat down.
"Oh, Alex, that's right!" she said, just as he turned away from her. He looked back over his shoulder and noticed she was holding something. His sunglasses! What, how had she...?
He turned far enough for her to set them on the tray, though he was only half listening to her explanation about how his eyes were sensitive. Yeah, whatever, sure, long as he had his sunglasses, he could deal with that.
He finally sat down, and put the sunglasses on his face. They dimmed the lights enough that he could make his eyes focus better, and hopefully he'd avoid the headache that could come from sitting around in bright lights. The nurse seemed to fade into the background somewhere. At least she was gone.
Haine relaxed very slightly and looked down at his food. He poked it with his fork, but he sure as hell didn't have any intention of actually eating. Not until he knew for sure that nothing funny was going on, anyway.
[free, limit one plz]