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Post by Julianne & Model Jw on Feb 7, 2012 17:17:38 GMT -5
((FEBRUARY 12th, 8:45PM. Julianne and Aven primarily. Thor, Pandora, and Voile welcome if they want. Located inside Julianne's home.))
No one but her and Jw knew this, but Julianne was having a little bit of financial problems. She was too prideful to admit to it, so she delt the burden on her own. Because of this, when she was wired a message about someone wanting her services as a mercenary, she couldn't refuse. Knowing Aven and Q might object due to the danger factor, she said nothing and simply left February 9th in the middle of the night, while they slept. She left no note, nothing. She simply hung up her apron in the garage, strapped on her "work clothes", (a bulletproof vets and a utility belt with her green outfit which slightly resembled that of the Guardian's uniform) grabbed her buster, and left. She didn't even take her bike or truck.
Three days later, Julianne walked up to the garage\house that she called home, scraped, scratched, bruised, and filthy. She was bone weary and was just glad to be home. She had made enough on that one mission to not have to worry about funds for a fair while. Now all she wanted to do was flop into her bed and sleep.
She unlocked the garage door and stepped in, closing it silently behind her and locking it again before turning to go up the stairs. Ow. Stairs. Pain. She had taken a nasty plasma shot to her hip\waist and, had it not been for the protection Model Jw provided while Megamerged, she might not have made it out of there alive.
So now she hobbled into her living room and, using the wall as a crutch, she slowly limped her way through the house and, hopefully, to her bedroom. She had a really nasty plasma burn on her side, but she wasn't going to say anything. Too much pride, she'd tend to it herself.
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Post by Aven Phare & Model Q on Feb 7, 2012 18:02:39 GMT -5
And guess who had been fretting for the last several days?
Aven naturally barely knew about the financial problems that Julianne was having; he was happy to repair everything for free as well as go shopping, cook dinner, and clean as well considering that he was rooming with her. WTF when did he become the housewife? At least he isn't a freeloader. She was his friend, and his roommate, and Jw was Q's big brother.
So when Julianne up and vanished with her Biometal, he was less than happy. He'd called around including Thor and Pandora if their RPers had joined in but no one seemed to know where she was.
When he heard noises coming from downstairs, he dropped the half-fixed desk lamp and practically dove out of his room, Q zooming after him, until he stopped right in front of Julianne. What the heck had happened?! She was injured!
"...The hell happened to you, and where have you been for the past three days?!"
He was a little too shocked and worried to hide his language.
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Post by Julianne & Model Jw on Feb 7, 2012 18:42:42 GMT -5
Julianne held far to much pride to ever speak about her problems. She always felt she had to deal with them on her own, which made it a little difficult for her to suck it up and ask for help.
She knew she'd worry Aven and Q, but she had also not intended to be gone as long as she was. It was supposed to be a quick operation. In and out in only a few hours. I wound up spanning several days. She felt bad for taking so long, but at the precise moment, she was only really interested in sitting down in a safe environment.
Still wired from her three day ordeal, she second Aven appeared in front of her, she moved reflexively and whipped out her buster, aiming it at Aven for a couple seconds before she realized who it was. Model Jw flew from her pocket and into her face. "Julianne, settle down." Was all he said, and she nodded and, after clicking the safety on, dropped the gun on the closest surface. "Sorry." She muttered tiredly before Aven began grilling her. Wow, he was starting to sound like her!
"I had work." She said, her tone tired and it might have even been slurred into a kind of snap. "I'm a mercenary, remember?" She continued to walk and would flop on the couch. What was-? "Aw f---." She said, leaning over and examining her burned leg, which decided it wanted to start bleeding through the bandages again.
Model Jw hovered between Aven and Julianne, letting out a slightly worried and tired whine. He'd gently nuzzle Q and mutter an apology as he'd let Aven deal with Juli. He did what he could to protect her in the field. Now Aven would have to help her out.
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Post by Model W Pandora on Feb 7, 2012 19:39:37 GMT -5
Pandora herself was still in her armor, and was around for enough days to at least be vaguely aware of what happens around the household, of course Aven was probably nervous about a girl standing over him in the kitchen staring at his work. Of course when Julianne herself ant missing, Pandora was the one thought the worst.
Considering her experiences, it's no surprise she'd wonder if poor Julianne was hurt by a Maverick, or captured by an Albert wannabe, or killed. Or maybe she fell, or got lost or anything of the sort. Pandora would, in those times, shake her head, and do what she does best; push those thoughts away and focus.
Pandora, in her free time, would wander around the city after Aven asked about Julianne to see if she could find the girl, but to no avail. Plus... Pandora knew her time was up in two days and she had no idea how she'd be able to troop through it.
Pandora had returned back to the apartment this time, in her armor, sitting down on the couch, staring at the TV (which was probably turned off), before she heard voices. Julianne and Aven?
"..." She blinked. Looks like she was wrong with her fears now. Pandora stood up to turn around and see where they headed off to.
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Post by Aven Phare & Model Q on Feb 8, 2012 13:23:37 GMT -5
Aven had gotten used to Pandora's presence by now, even if Q would squeak and hold staring contests with the woman. Her staring at him while cooking was a bit creepy, but she could probably handle herself, which was why he didn't mind when she would run off to search for Julianne. Speaking of Julianne...
"...You know, you could have told us. Pandora, Q, and I were worried."
He sighed, and let her flop on the couch where Pandora was sitting, and then knelt down to examine her bleeding leg and muttered a curse quietly to himself.
"Here, let me get some more bandages for your leg, and some antibiotics."
Q whined a bit, but let Jw nuzzle him and just hovered there quietly as Aven went off to get the bandages.
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Post by Julianne & Model Jw on Feb 8, 2012 15:01:18 GMT -5
"I didn't think I'd be gone so damn long." She said painfully as Aven examined her side and leg. She wanted to push him away, to refuse his help stubbornly, but he had already gotten up and left to get bandages. Eff.
Letting out a sigh, she leaned back and glances to Pandora. Oh sh- when did she get there? "H-hey Panny." She said with a weak and tired smile. The smile fell quickly as she winced. Stupid burn! It spanned just about her entire right side and hurt badly. Now that she wasn't in immediate danger, she could focus on her wounds. And damn did they hurt.
She really wanted to lay down for a moment, she was just so freaking tired. She was even too tired to smack Aven for fiddling with her side.
Jw remained next to Q, humming to him again to reassure the boy. This wasn't the first time Julianne had gotten herself this injured, but this was the first time there was someone else around to help her tend to those injuries. She'd been fine before, she'd be fine now.
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Post by Model W Pandora on Feb 8, 2012 16:01:41 GMT -5
Pandora knew the extent of the injuries herself, seeing them before in battles and such. After all, Megamen did handle the most injuries compared to the normal citizens, and the fact is, poor Julianne had gotten herself injured. Pandora herself jumped a bit as they flopped next to her.
"... Next time, please tell us instead of wandering off." She spoke up, a bit coldly, but she tried to remain concern. Of course Aven seemed to be taking care of the situation so she just went to stare at Model Q, who seemed to have a knack for staring back.
He reminded her of... well, herself, sometimes. She fiddled with her fingers quietly, avoiding Q and Jw's gazes, as Aven started patching up the injuries. Pandora would politely sit nearby and look at the injuries.
"... You should put some burn ointment on the injury on the side." She quietly pointed out. After all, Pandora had been with her brother long enough to know how to treat injuries to some extent.
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Post by Aven Phare & Model Q on Feb 8, 2012 16:23:37 GMT -5
Aven sighed a little bit. He knew what it was like to get injured rather badly; his eyes were permanently damaged internally even if all cosmetic damage had been fixed, and he needed the visor or he wouldn't be able to see anything. Besides, when he had been attacked by Mavericks four years ago, he had gotten quite a few nasty burns.
"Yeah... I know we're not your parents, but we are your friends."
He heard Pandora tell him to get some burn ointment, which was probably a good idea, and after rummaging around a bit, brought back bandages, antibiotics, and burn ointment. Q, meanwhile, just stared at Pandora. If he could express himself, he would just have a deer-in-the-headlights expression. He slipped off closer to Model Jw as Aven paused and stood there awkwardly.
"The burn is-" Okay, the burn's position meant that he had to take her pants off. Not only was he too embarrassed to do that, it would probably not sit well with Julianne if he took her pants off. He was above removing a girl's pants against her will! RPer understands how wrong this sounds...
"Erm... Pandora, you can, um... treat it. I'll just... grab a blanket and a pillow and a change of clothes, or food, or something..."
"...?" What was wrong with Aven? He had had no problem treating his or Voile's burns. Puzzled childmetal was puzzled.
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Post by Julianne & Model Jw on Feb 8, 2012 16:36:33 GMT -5
Julianne grumbled bitterly and would have crossed her arms and legs in a haughty manner if she didn't feel like utter crap. She could take care of herself, dammit!
Jw, after giving Q a quick nuzzle, flew over to Julianne's side and began nudging at her, trying to coax her into lying on her side a little. "Pandora, can you help me get her to lie down?" He asked as Julianne let out another annoyed grumble.
Wait, burn ointment? The burn was on her side and down her leg, Aven would have to...take...her... Okay, someone was gonna get slapped.
Thankfully, it seemed to occur to Aven before he got too close, and he seemed to be trying to recruit Pandora's help. Hey, Aven better look away or it'll take more than a visor to get Aven seeing again! Even though she would totally let Aven in her pants in different context.*KilledbyJuliannemuse*
Hmm, fresh clothes and some real food sounded nice. She was pretty much eating anything slower than she was during the last few days. She would kill for a burger right then.
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Post by Model W Pandora on Feb 13, 2012 14:23:45 GMT -5
Thank goodness for Aven that Pandora has no sense of privacy and wouldn't understand the implications of the situation. She wa just obedient after all and she helped lay Julianne down to put the burn ointment on her leg, gently of course. Pandora wasn't used to still people since the last person she usually patches up is Prometheus.
And Promy is far from obedient. She looked over to Model Jw before wondering where Aven went out to. Getting blankets? ... Oh well. She then finished putting the ointment on and then waited for Aven to come back.
"... What happened...?" Might as well get the story out of Julianne while she was waiting.
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Post by Aven Phare & Model Q on Feb 13, 2012 19:49:04 GMT -5
Aven couldn't help but smile a bit as Julianne grumbled at the fact that they wanted to help her out. Just like Voile. It was almost too funny, honestly.
Thankfully, Pandora didn't understand the implications of what was going on (of course Aven just assumed it was because she was a female, and it wouldn't be nearly as awkward for a female to take off a female's pants than a male to do the same thing). So he waited until he was sure that Julianne was decent before coming back with a group of blankets and a pillow to make her more comfortable.
"Yeah, what sort of mess did you get yourself into...?"
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Post by Julianne & Model Jw on Feb 13, 2012 20:52:28 GMT -5
Juli let out a string of curses, partially because she was in pain and mostly because she was being robbed of her breeches. She was too tired to really fight back, and now that she was laying down she felt even more weary. She never realized it before, but that couch of hers was reallllly comfy.
She let out a small whine as the cold ointment was put on her side, though she did remain still. It really stung, though... Now that she was a little more revealed, it was clear that the burn started level with her belly button on her side and went almost all the way down to her knee, the worst of it centered around her hip. It looked like she had gotten pegged in the hit with a plasma blast that had fanned out to cover a wider area.
She remained quiet about what had happened. It was a huge hit to her ego to have been wounded so badly, and an even larger blow to actually be letting herself be tended too like this. All she wanted to do was eat a god damn burger and sleep like a rock. However, she didn't feel confidant that she'd be able to evade the question.
Model Jw remained quiet himself. While he was aware of what happened, he wasn't going to spill the beans. Sure, he had taken some damage himself, but he would be fine.
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Post by Model W Pandora on Feb 16, 2012 20:55:15 GMT -5
Pandora finished with the burn ointment and she leaned back, wondering what to do. Well, Aven seemed to be doing good, but Juli didn't seem very happy at all with the whole thing. She put her hands on her lap and watched as Aven tended to her as well. Well, she didn't understand why everybody was so unwilling to get themselves repaired, because she found that if they leave wounds alone it gets worse.
Why not take care of them now? Of course, Pandora has no idea about the concept of 'ego' so she would forever remain confused about it. Pandora waited patiently for an answer from Juli, glancing over at Aven when she got none. Would they even get anything from her?
"... We'd like to know..."
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Post by Aven Phare & Model Q on Feb 16, 2012 21:36:06 GMT -5
Q warily peeked over at where Julianne was, wondering whether she would bite off the heads of Aven and Pandora. He hoped not. Aven was his Biomatch, and Pandora was a lot like him (well, according to Aven at least. He wasn't so sure that he stared and squeaked like that). Meanwhile, Aven scratched his head.
"I would too, and I think so would Q, but... do you want something to eat? I can probably fix something up really fast."
He had no idea if she was hungry or not, but in his experience, when he was exhausted and drained, he felt better after a good snack.
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Post by Julianne & Model Jw on Feb 16, 2012 22:55:40 GMT -5
Julianne let out another angry whine but didn't do any head nomming as she was still being grilled about what had happened. She remained quiet for a moment, instead reaching out and swiftly snatching the pillow out of Aven's grasp and wrapping her arms around it and burying her head in it. Oh good god a pillow~
She frowned lightly as Pandora insisted she wanted to know. Gaaah, she felt her resistance breaking! Aven backed up Pandora and then offered to cook something. "I will love you forever if you do." She said into the pillow, half tempted on chewing on it to make her very unhappy tummy stop growling at her.
She sighed and shifted lightly, the cold air and the ointment making the pain in her leg recede significantly. "I got stupid, alright?" She said softly, but bitterly. "I thought the area was clear and it wasn't, I triggered a plasma mine while ducking for cover." She scowled. She was quite aware just how close she came to dying, and that knowledge irritated her just as much as it drove her to become stronger, better at what she did, so it wouldn't happen again.
Model Jw would have frowned if he could. The pain Juli must be in was likely nothing compared to the discomfort he himself experienced upon the mine's detonation. It was only the jewel satellite's speedy orbit that saved Julianne from an untimely demise.
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