accidental video

[hatesthefood]

Have one smudged kitty nose, then Ken in nothing more than a pair of loose cut off sweats and the bandages still covering his injured shoulder. It's obvious he's freshly awake as evidenced by the mussed hair, state of undress and the half closed eyes. He's still moving a little slower than usual, but that doesn't stop him from making a beeline to the sink where he fumbles for his toothbrush. That snagged, he copies the motion as he searches for the toothpaste while the hand attached to his injured arm reaches to turn on the water. Without thinking, he douses the toothbrush and drops a dollop of bright blue paste on it then pops it into his mouth. After just a second, his face screws up in a grimace and the toothbrush ends up being spat out into the sink.

Oh, come on! I can't even brush my damn teeth this morning? Screw you, City!

Comments

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

I just... don't want you to get hurt anymore.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Mara, it's part of my job. There's a reason I've got all these scars.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

I know that, and you're good at what you do, I just...

So many people I know have been hurt by this place, including you, and I'm just not used to... caring about it so much.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

I know, and this place is pretty hard on everyone, but I'm used to living like this.

[private]

... it's easier now, you know. Usually by now, I'd be out of bed all the time and Aya would be threatening to tie me down to it.

[private]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

I might help him.

[private]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Hey, like I told him, I'm actually behaving this time.

Besides, you'd have a lot more fun if you waited to do that until after I was better.

[private]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. I might, but I'm not letting you off the hook. Doctors give those orders for a reason.

[private]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

And I've been injured enough to know when something's healing and itchy, it needs air to help it heal.

[private]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

[Someone's pouting.]

[private]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... please trust me.

[private]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Do I have to like it?

[private]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

.... that's your choice.

[private]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Alright, I'll stop nagging, but I won't stop worrying.

[private]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[private]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

You're welcome.

What do you want for lunch?

[private]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Hmmm... pizza sound alright to you?

[private]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Sounds fine. Any kind in particular?

[private]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

I'll eat anything on it as long as it's got extra cheese.

Re: [private]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

I'll keep that in mind.