VISIONS I HAD BURIED UNDERGROUND / RETURNING TO ABUSE US

[pecsonpecs]

open krieg rp post.

Comments

[deusexmechina]

nothing's gonna be better than the stuff you used to make but we'll see if it lives up at all!!

see you there soon?

[pecsonpecs]

used to?? i haven't given up, i'm just on hiatus!

actually, could you come here and pick me up instead? it'll feel a lot less like a walk of shame. i'm still stuck to this machine...

[deusexmechina]

hey, you know what i mean

oh. yeah, of course. my bad. give me just a bit to get ready and i'll be over, okay?

[pecsonpecs]

you know where to find me

<3

[deusexmechina]

<3!

[ it doesn't take gaige too long to get ready. she's at the rehab center in around half an hour, sidling into krieg's room with a smile on her face. ]

Ready to bust this joint?

[pecsonpecs]

[When she shows up, Krieg is dressed in a comfy hoodie--open, of course, with nothing under it--and some exercise slacks. Not that he's actually done any exercise recently, but this is pretty much what happens when he wants to lounge around but has to stay decent for the staff and his neighbors.]

Hell yeah.

[He stands up from the corner of the bed and wields his IV hanger in one hand while he puts the other over Gaige's shoulders. They make their way back downstairs uninterrupted, and he gives a short wave of acknowledgement as they pass by the reception. One young nurse working the counter blushes as he makes eye contact with her before making an abrupt nod.

Krieg chuckles, but refrains from commenting on it until they get past the front doors.]

Never seen someone so flustered to get the chance to work with me before.

[It's nice. He never noticed things like that before, when he was out of his head.]