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Junkie
Sept 14, 2009 9:44:08 GMT -5
Post by Sidian SaDiablo on Sept 14, 2009 9:44:08 GMT -5
Once he left, and the wounds were bandaged, the pain seemed to lessen a little. She struggled and won, pushing the pain aside enough to function. She looked down at Jason, who returned her gaze with his own full of tears. Everything happening had killed his high, and she was glad for it. She ran a hand though his hair wearily. "It'll be ok little brother. Love you" she said, resting her forehead against his. "I love you too Sid. You have to be ok. I don't know what I'd do without you" he said, his lower lip trembling. "You won't have to worry about that, kid. I'll be just fine. I'll go to the clinic and get all patched up" she replied, tireness in her voice. To calm him down, she started singing one of his favorite songs, her voice clear and beautiful. "I've..lost it all, I fell today. It's all the same. I'm sorry oh, I'm sorry no. And I've been abused, I feel so used, because of you. I'm sorry oh, I'm sorry no"
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Junkie
Sept 14, 2009 11:10:17 GMT -5
Post by DJ Merenth on Sept 14, 2009 11:10:17 GMT -5
DJ made it to the door and was about to open it before hearing someone sing. He figured it was the female and just stood that listening to her singing. She had a pretty voice, and could tell she was no mere home singer. He listened to her till she finished the song, and then opened the door and gave a clear of his throat to say he was there. "Lets get this done and over with so i can get you back home." He said lightly as he stood by the door, waiting for her.
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Junkie
Sept 14, 2009 11:39:03 GMT -5
Post by Sidian SaDiablo on Sept 14, 2009 11:39:03 GMT -5
Sidian looked up as she heard the door open. Lifting her arms, she pulled her hair into a messy ponytail, a few pieces falling down around her face. "Yeah, let's go" she said, pushing herself up out of the chair. She walked to the door without too much of a limp, her teeth gritted. Before she walked out the door, she turned to Jason one more time. "Lock the door,then go get yourself a shower" she said, checking and nodding when she realized she had her wallet and keys with. "I'm all ready" when she said, looking up at her handsome neighbor. As she shut the door, she paused and looked at him again, a slightly sheepish smile on her face. "I just realized...I don't even know your name" she said lightly.
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Junkie
Sept 14, 2009 11:48:26 GMT -5
Post by DJ Merenth on Sept 14, 2009 11:48:26 GMT -5
DJ nodded as she moved to the door and stood outside to wait for her. Hearing the door shut and things getting locked, he looked back down at her. Hearing her, he chuckled lightly and took an arm, wrapping it over his shoulder and helping her down the steps. "Damian Jethro Merenth. But ahh.... Everyone calls me DJ." He nodded to this as they made it to the bottum of the stairs and he helped her to the still running car.
He gently let go of her and opened the door for her to enter before hearing grunting. He looked over to see the men he had put down beginning to liven. "I will be, right back..." He spoke before heading towards them. He grabbed the guns and dismantled them in a rather quick fasion, despensing the clip and unhinging the top. He tossed the pieces of guns around and then picked up both men by the scruff of their shirts.
Stilling wincing lightly, he dragged them to the main street and tossed both into the middle. "If you know whats good for you, i suggest you leave. I wont be so helpful next time." His accent and voice was deeper and much heavier then before, signifying his anger. Both men yelled out incoherent words as they stumbled to their feet with the roaring honk of cars. Moving back to his vehicle, he got into the drivers seat and glanced over to her, as if asking if she was ready.
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Junkie
Sept 14, 2009 13:08:05 GMT -5
Post by Sidian SaDiablo on Sept 14, 2009 13:08:05 GMT -5
Letting him dispense of the cronies, she lowered herself into the car, admiring at his efficiency at dealing with them. The guns laid in pieces within seconds, something she had taken a while to learn. Hearing him talk to the men, her head tilted a little. She recognized the accent, though she wondered why someone from Russia was there. When he got back in the car and looked at her, she nodded, quiet for a moment until they'd been driving for a few moments, directing him to the clinic. "Damian...that doesn't sound like a Russian name" she commented, and though she'd said it quietly, her voice was perfectly audible in the quiet car.
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Junkie
Sept 14, 2009 13:16:23 GMT -5
Post by DJ Merenth on Sept 14, 2009 13:16:23 GMT -5
DJ began to drive when she nodded, following her directions to the letter. He sped a little more then he needed to as he wanted to get this done as much as she did. As he heard her question, he chuckled and spoke, his voice much calmer now and his accent diminshed a smudge. "Thats because its not. I was born and raised to the age of 15 in america. I have this accent because i was abandoned by my real parents in russia and forced to live and learn the language. Eight full years of it."
As he neared the clinic, he pulled slowly by the entrence and turned the car off. He turned to her and smiled lightly. "But when i think about it recently, im rather happy they didnt keep me. It made me who i am today, and i wouldnt change it for anything." He opened the door and got out of the car, then moved to her side and opened the door for her, helping her to stand.
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Junkie
Sept 14, 2009 15:41:23 GMT -5
Post by Sidian SaDiablo on Sept 14, 2009 15:41:23 GMT -5
Listening to his story, Sidian nodded and smiled a little. She had been raised by two loving parents in the salt flatts. But, she could see his point of view as far as turning out the way he did. It was a good way to look at it. Looping her arm around his shoulders again, she stood, shutting the door as they made their way up to the building.
As soon as they stepped through the doors, a somewhat round woman in her fifties rushed forward, arms outstretched. "Sidian?! What happened now child?" she exclaimed, examining the bandages, which had some blood soaking through them from all the movement. Sidian smiled, then winced a little, unintentionally leaning into Damian to take the weight off her leg. "Hello Clara. No, it wasn't a tournament this time. I need Doctor E to take out a bullet and stitch up a couple things" she said softly. "A bullet?! My dear, you've come in with dislocated joins, pulled ligaments and cut all to hell but never a bullet" she tsked, looping her arm around Sid's waist to help take her weight. All as one, they made their way to the back, where Sid was laid out in an exam room. "Dear, we're going to have to have you undress..." Clara started to say, but Sid shook her head, sitting up a bit. "I'll get it" she said, reaching down to where a hidden seam unzipped the cargos right below her knee and removing the bottom part. The rest of the pant leg she rolled up to about mid thigh, revealing creamy skin covering well toned muscles. The shirt didn't have anything like that, so she removed it, having a crop top and a sports bra underneath. The smaller amount of material showed off well muscled shoulders, and an almost six pack stomach. "That works" Clara said, turning for the door and stopping as Sidian reached out, grabbing her arm. "He needs work done too. A bullet hole through the shoulder, if I'm not mistaken" she said, starting to feel very tired again. Wearily, she laid back, closing her eyes, letting her hand drop from Clara's arm.
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Junkie
Sept 14, 2009 15:52:29 GMT -5
Post by DJ Merenth on Sept 14, 2009 15:52:29 GMT -5
DJ was caught slightly by suprise as a slightly large woman came at a slightly pudged run up to them, talking to the woman he now knew as Sidian. Holding her more as he felt her weight shft to take pressure off the wound on her leg, he just kept himself quiet as they talked and moved to the back room. He just stood by the door as they talked some more and sidian removed some of her cloths. He almost turned around if she has removed anymore then she already did, but he wasnt worried.
As the clerk was about to leave, he was turned and ready to leave the room as well before hearing sidian talk about his wound. Being made to strip his shirt to show the damage, he slipped from the shirt, showing a toned body with only a rough four pack stomach. She then told him to stay in the room and he nodded, moving to one of the chairs to the side of the bed.
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Junkie
Sept 14, 2009 17:06:12 GMT -5
Post by Sidian SaDiablo on Sept 14, 2009 17:06:12 GMT -5
Opening her eyes slowly, Sidian looked over, to find Damian sitting next to her. "Sorry about that. I figured you'd better get that fixed up too" she said, her voice not much over a whisper. The doctor came in, greeting DJ. "I'm doctor Emerson. I'm going to need your help a little bit. Can you hold her hand and keep her still? I've worked on her before, and she has a tendency to move. Usually Jason's here. Is he ok?"
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Junkie
Sept 14, 2009 17:11:40 GMT -5
Post by DJ Merenth on Sept 14, 2009 17:11:40 GMT -5
DJ glanced over at her and shook his head with a small smile on his face. "Its ok. I was more or less just going to wait outside for the doctor to work, but if having me around makes anything feel better, i guess i can stay." He looked up and was greeted, only to greet back as the doctor began to talk. Nodding to his directions, he looked at her hand, putting his right above hers. He didnt know what or how to do this, so he ended up grabbing her hand in a slightly awkward way.
Hearing the doctor continue on about her brother, he just kept quiet, not answering as he did not know whether or not to speak about a matter not of his own concern.
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Junkie
Sept 14, 2009 18:11:20 GMT -5
Post by Sidian SaDiablo on Sept 14, 2009 18:11:20 GMT -5
With a shaky smile, Sidian opened her eyes, looking at DJ, then at the Doctor. "Jason's ok. And as far as me jumping, when you're injecting a cortizone shot into the joint of my shoulder, of course I'm going to want to move" she teased, a little bit of a sparkle back in her eyes. The doctor began to work, applying a local anethetic to the wound, which helped a bit. Excruciating inch by inch, he extracted the bullet and used some liquid to make sure all the metal was out. A few stitches later, and the wound in her leg had stopped bleeding, though it was rebandaged. Sidian was proud of herself, she knew she hadn't squeezed DJ's hand too hard. Then the work began on her shoulder. Having had a few stitches before, Sidian tried hard to override the pain, breathing deep. Finally, that was over and Sidian sat up with a soft groan, swinging her legs over so she was sitting with her legs over the side of the table. The doctor turned to DJ with a nod. "Hop up there too. I've heard about your injury as well. Bulletwound? Let me see it"
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Junkie
Sept 14, 2009 18:24:04 GMT -5
Post by DJ Merenth on Sept 14, 2009 18:24:04 GMT -5
DJ watched as the doctor preformed his work, extracting the bullet with ease. He must have had a lot of previous patients with bullet wounds to have been able to do that as quick as he did. Feeling Sidians squeezes every now and then, he smiled lighly before it was all done and she sat up. Hearing the doctor say it was his turn, he simply tore the weak wrapping he had off and sat on the edge of the seat, showing his still slightly bleeding wound.
Because of the vasaline he globbed into the open wound, much of the blood was still incased in the wound. The doctor began to clean it, moving the vasaline only to have what blood that was incased flood out over his arm. DJ shivered whe he felt the warmpth leave the wound and the cold of the liquids the doctor used. He continued to shiver lightly, breathing in slow deep breaths, flexing his legs rather then his arms as to not move for the doctor or show his pain.
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Junkie
Sept 15, 2009 0:09:41 GMT -5
Post by Sidian SaDiablo on Sept 15, 2009 0:09:41 GMT -5
Seeing him shiver, Sidian felt her heart lurch. This man had been so brave to help her and stand up to those men, and had been injured in the process. She didn't like seeing someone who'd already helped her so much uncomfortable, and knew how much it hurt by how deeply he was breathing. It was a tactic she herself used when she was injured in a fight and didn't want the others to know it. Gently, she laid her one of her hands against the lower middle part of his back, and the other on his arm the doctor wasn't working on. Her skin was always warm, and she just wanted to do something to comfort him, since he had already done so much for her.
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Junkie
Sept 15, 2009 0:17:07 GMT -5
Post by DJ Merenth on Sept 15, 2009 0:17:07 GMT -5
DJ's breath caught in his lungs as he felt Sidians hands on him and looked back over his shoulder at her. Smiling lightly, he just kept to his tactic, calming his mind as the doctor worked more on his wound. Soon enough, the doctor was done. Letting out a heavy sigh of relief, he stood up and started to roll his shoulder. The doctor strongly suggested against it, but he just shook his head and rolled it some more. Soon, the pain disappeared and his arm had a numbed feeling.
Nodding to it, he looked behind him to sidian and smiled more. "Thank you for the comfort." He moved over to where their cloths layed and handed her the ones she wore and took his shirt, slipping it around his form.
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Junkie
Sept 17, 2009 15:44:15 GMT -5
Post by Sidian SaDiablo on Sept 17, 2009 15:44:15 GMT -5
He was really cute when he smiled. Sidian was taken slightly off guard when he did, and had to smile in return. She nodded gratefully when he handed her her clothes, zipping the bottom half of the pants back on before putting the second shirt back on. The doctor looked at her, his expression asking if she wanted medication. As usual, she shook her head, and he just answered with a sigh. "Take care of yourself Sidian. I end up needing to remind you of that more than to take care of Jason. Then again, you always take care of him. Go easy on the shoulder said. DJ, it was good meeting you" the doctor said, leaving the room.
Sidian slid her weight of the table gradually, testing her leg. She found she could put weight on it, and with a minimal limp, made her way through the door as well. At the front desk, she stopped to talk to Clara. "How much?" Clara flicked a glance at DJ for a moment before saying "2x". Sidian nodded, pulling out her wallet. Quickly, she counted out $250, setting it on the counter and thanking the woman. "Let's head out of here" Sidian suggested, turning to DJ with a tired smile. It had been a long night, in only an hour.
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