You're the one dragging around someone with broken ribs.
[ Instead of just leaving him somewhere. Right now he's just slowing them all down, making them vulnerable. Stupid, stupid, stupid. ]
I've been hurt worse and managed on my own—agh!
[ An intense pain cuts him off, causing him to grunt in pain as he tries desperately to keep it quiet, keeling over as both his lungs and his ribs punish him. ]
[Simon is at his side, hands at his arm and shoulder. Look he knows he's being stupid, but also he didn't forget that Gabriel saved him too. It's not even that he feels he owes him, hell Gabriel clearly doesn't expect that from him either, but... but he can't just leave him like this.
Even if it would be smarter.]
Hey hey, take it easy.
[Karina is behind him, worrying with her hands watching them, looking around and listening. Cautious.]
Simon if he doesn't want our help just let him go.
[Her tone is almost pleading. He knows it's not that she doesn't care, his sister isn't some heartless monster, but they all know things are different now. Risking their necks like this is asking to get killed, but...]
Hey, it's going to be okay— you should go ahead, you've got the crossbow after all. Just stay hidden and quiet and let everyone know we'll be coming soon.
[It's honestly safer for her to go on alone. She's much smaller, easier for her to hide if she comes upon anyone.]
But Simon—
[He looks back at her, smiling.]
I promise, we'll be there. Okay?
[Karina looks like she wants to protest more, to argue, but after a moment she'll nod looking sad and resigned. Hefting the crossbow on her shoulder she looks at Gabriel, then her brother.]
You promised. You better be there.
[Simon just nods.]
I will be, now Simon says get going.
[Still looking reluctant she'll head off ahead of them, hoping this won't be the last time she see's her brother. She can't lose him too.
[ Gabriel can't believe what he's hearing, but he stays quiet while the two go back and forth, knowing Simon is going to be stubborn about this whole thing. As Karina leaves, Gabriel looks at Simon as if he grew an extra head. ]
What's wrong with you?
[ His voice is a bit ragged, and it's hard for him to talk too much, but that sure as hell won't stop him. ]
[ Why does he have to be the one who wants to die, huh? His breathing is getting more ragged as he tries to sit up a little. ]
Never seen someone so intent on helping a stranger. [ He wipes at his forehead with the back of his hand. He's even sweating from the pain now, and Simon still hasn't left! Idiot. ] Go catch up with your sister. I'm not going anywhere for a while.
That's funny, you sure went out of your way to help me.
[Simon raises his brows at him. Gotcha, bitch. Grumpy dickhead he may be, but he still saved him from being killed and then took him in and kept him safe during the nighttime. Let's not mention the other things that happened, cough.]
Also, you're not my dad, don't tell me what to do. My sister knows how to stay out of sight, she'll be fine getting back to the others.
[As much as he wants to let Gabriel rest as much as he needs, he's probably not going to get any better sitting here miserable.]
... look, we've got medicine back at the bunker, it won't fix things, but it'll help with the pain and you can rest. It's what you need right now.
[Guess who also rolls his eyes. This guy. Simon moves to offer him help with walking again. Trying to be gentle even as Gabe says they need to move quicker.]
[ As fate would have it, Gabriel stands up far too fast, and with how little air he's taking in since the fire, with how heavy he has to breathe, it's just too much for his body to handle.
He trails off at the end of his sentence, his head spinning and vision going black.
[It's more harshly whispered than shouted, because shouting would be stupid as hell right now. Simon desperately tries to catch Gabriel as he goes down, but he's all dead weight and in turn they both go down.]
Gabe- Gabe c'mon... shit. Shit shit shit.
[Panic spikes and suddenly he really regrets having Karina go on ahead. How the hell is he going to get Gabriel back to the base on his own like this? There's no way he could carry him, Gabe's bigger than him, heavier too, especially passed out. Fuck. Trying to be careful, Gabriel is already in bad shape after all, Simon manages to get out from under him and tries to wake him to no avail. He can't linger, not for long, Gabriel was right they needed to get moving. More muttering of shit and fuck and Simon gets Gabriel on his back, hefted up under his arms as he starts to pull him along as he walks backwards.
He can't imagine this is great for his ribs either, but at this point it's either this or leave him to die in the woods and... no. No he wouldn't. No matter how stupid Gabriel might think he is for doing this. It takes... a long time, he couldn't say how long exactly, but it's much longer than if Gabriel had been awake and they were walking together. It's even slower going now, slower and it doesn't take long for Simon to feel it. Out of breath, tired. His strength flags dragging him along like this, but he can't leave him.]
You could wake up... any... time now...
[Grumbled. It's probably hours by the time he sees the base, bunker, but it's like seeing the gateway to heaven. Simon drags Gabe over with the last of his energy, slumps down against the bunker door, Gabe pulled against him as he pounds on the door.]
Karina, it's Simon. Guys... guys it's Simon. I made it.
[His head thunks back against the door, tired.]
We made it. Gabriel... hey, hey we made it.
[Tired hands feel for a pulse, just to be sure he's still alive. After that it's a bit of a blur. So tired he doesn't really remember being let in or the others helping get both him and Gabriel in. He does remember Karina hugging him tight and his arms around her, smiling happily. See? He knew she'd be okay. At some point when they're getting Gabriel settled, Simon has the mind to mention they need to prop him up, make sure he's not laying on his back. It'll help his ribs heal better, less pressure on them.
After that he passes out. Not for that long, a little nap, his body insists and Simon doesn't have much say in it. When he does wake, groggily, Karina is there with some food. Not a lot, they've been slowly working through the rations in this bunker and supplementing with anything they find or kill on the outside. Today it's jerky and bottled water and canned peaches. Not the most delicious mix, but it's a delicacy in this new world. He goes to check on Gabriel now that he's not falling over too. They've got him on one of the roll out bed mats, propped up like he'd told them to do and covered with a thin blanket. At least he's getting rest. Sitting beside him he'll sip at the syrupy sugar water in the peach can, sighing.
It's a small comfort watching Gabe's chest rise and fall as he breathes. It sounds pained, but... well. Broken ribs will do that, he's going to be in a lot of pain until they start healing. If anything the fact he's still alive is good. Means he probably didn't puncture anything with said broken ribs. Small miracles.]
[ The first thing Gabriel registers upon awakening is pain. His lungs feel like punching bags, and his ribs feel as if they're moving with every pained breath he takes. As soon as his eyes open, and he has returned to the world of consciousness, he shifts about in a panic, doing more harm than good, naturally. ]
-Agh, shit.
[ Gabriel winces, confused as to where he is or why he can't feel himself laying flat on the ground. Why twigs and leaves and rocks aren't digging into his body. He starts to look around, but even his neck is sore. Sore is something he can push through, thought.
He's surprised to see Simon, even more surprised when he realizes they aren't outside. He tries to move again, stubborn ass, but he's in far too much pain to get up. In frustration, he grits through his teeth-]
[Simon let's Gabe move about, come to, he's learned before that suddenly touching him can be a very bad thing when he's not all there it ended up being a good thing but shhh shut up. Also maybe he's pretty sore himself, the effort to drag Gabriel's ass to the bunker had strained muscles Simon didn't know he had.]
Bunker, some crazy end of the world bunker.
[He huffs, fingers pulling a sticky sweet peach slice out of the can as he eats it. Licking at his fingers to clean them he'll offer some to Gabe, tipping the can at him.]
Not so crazy anymore.
[Gabriel will hear other voices, see people walk by the door of the room they're in. Maybe a young girl peeks her head in, hand curled on the frame of the door staring at this strange new man. At least before an adult woman comes over to tug her away gently, but not without giving a wary look to Gabriel.]
[ Now that he's come to fully, Gabriel decides it's time to stop moving, lest he break something else. Even so, being forced to remain still in a place he's unfamiliar with around strangers is a frustratingly helpless feeling. He regards everyone who walks by and glances in suspiciously — yes, even the child.
He hesitates, but his mouth is dry and his stomach empty. He reaches for the can, pulling his arm back and wincing with a groan of pain. It somehow hurts more now than it did before he passed out. ]
[ Gabriel regards the peach slice, looking about ready to turn his nose up at it, but once again...he's hungry and thirsty and too tired to be his usual stubborn self. At least, not as badly stubborn as he normally would be. Maybe their previous...meeting...helps a little. With a perfect stranger, Gabriel would never allow himself to appear vulnerable. But one, he's almost certain Simon won't use that against him. And two, Simon already saw him go down like a sack of shit. So that ship has sailed.
He debates trying to lift his arm again, but even just the thought alone hurts, so instead he leans in to take the slice between his lips. ]
[What ones might not be broken, if Gabriel is lucky. Any other time this would be... really super gay, but Gabe is hurt and in a lot of pain and really Simon just wants to make sure he's taken care of. It's not like they don't have some utensils down here, but he'd not thought to bother grabbing a fork. It would be something to clean and his fingers worked just fine for him. Guess they would work for Gabriel as well. After he gets the first slice in, he makes sure to wipe up any stick juice, bringing his thumb and fingers to his own mouth with little thought, sucking his thumb clean, before he's glancing at Gabe realizing what he's doing.
Whoops. Oh well, it's not like they've not swapped spit before anyway.]
... I was a doctor before.
[Said after he clears his throat a bit, pulls another slice out. He takes a bite of half of it, then offers the other to Gabe.]
[ Gabriel already felt a type of way eating from Simon's hand, but believe it or not, seeing the way Simon licks his thumb clean after wiping peach juice from his mouth doesn't bother him. In fact, he finds himself staring a little as he chews on the slice, licking his lips after he swallows.
[ The look on Gabriel's face suggests that he is not amused. The idea of being on "bed rest" for an indefinite amount of time is absolutely horrifying. Not a lot fills him with much anxiety nowadays, forcing himself to be numb to what the world has become, but this comes pretty damn close.
He leans in as much as he can, but thankfully Simon already seems aware of how much leeway he needs here. He is a doctor, so guess that makes sense. ]
I've been in worse shape than this.
[ Already exhibiting the signs of a difficult patient... ]
[Simon takes a sip of water too, capping it and sits cross legged now, having another slice of peach. He can tell Gabriel isn't thrilled about this, he doesn't exactly hide it.]
That's great, but you know what? If you rest, you'll heal... faster.
[He can't imagine what could be worse than almost being stomped to death outside of a burning cabin, but okay.]
[ He speaks clearly, sternly, as if there's a reason for his insistence that he refuses to clarify. That's because it's more "I don't want to stay here" than it is "I can't stay here." ]
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Date: 15 Jan 2023 08:38 (UTC)Are you stupid?
[Hissed.]
You can barely walk on your own and the way you're breathing you've def got a couple broken ribs. At least.
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Date: 15 Jan 2023 09:30 (UTC)[ Instead of just leaving him somewhere. Right now he's just slowing them all down, making them vulnerable. Stupid, stupid, stupid. ]
I've been hurt worse and managed on my own—agh!
[ An intense pain cuts him off, causing him to grunt in pain as he tries desperately to keep it quiet, keeling over as both his lungs and his ribs punish him. ]
—Mierda.
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Date: 15 Jan 2023 14:19 (UTC)Even if it would be smarter.]
Hey hey, take it easy.
[Karina is behind him, worrying with her hands watching them, looking around and listening. Cautious.]
Simon if he doesn't want our help just let him go.
[Her tone is almost pleading. He knows it's not that she doesn't care, his sister isn't some heartless monster, but they all know things are different now. Risking their necks like this is asking to get killed, but...]
Hey, it's going to be okay— you should go ahead, you've got the crossbow after all. Just stay hidden and quiet and let everyone know we'll be coming soon.
[It's honestly safer for her to go on alone. She's much smaller, easier for her to hide if she comes upon anyone.]
But Simon—
[He looks back at her, smiling.]
I promise, we'll be there. Okay?
[Karina looks like she wants to protest more, to argue, but after a moment she'll nod looking sad and resigned. Hefting the crossbow on her shoulder she looks at Gabriel, then her brother.]
You promised. You better be there.
[Simon just nods.]
I will be, now Simon says get going.
[Still looking reluctant she'll head off ahead of them, hoping this won't be the last time she see's her brother. She can't lose him too.
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Date: 16 Jan 2023 01:45 (UTC)What's wrong with you?
[ His voice is a bit ragged, and it's hard for him to talk too much, but that sure as hell won't stop him. ]
I don't expect anything from you.
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Date: 16 Jan 2023 02:07 (UTC)[That Gabriel doesn't expect anything from him and that's fine. Simon gives Gabe a look in turn.]
Do you want to die that badly you won't let me help you?
[It could be said that Simon wants to die since he's helping him, but shhh.]
Now can you keep going or do we need to rest a little longer?
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Date: 16 Jan 2023 02:19 (UTC)[ Why does he have to be the one who wants to die, huh? His breathing is getting more ragged as he tries to sit up a little. ]
Never seen someone so intent on helping a stranger. [ He wipes at his forehead with the back of his hand. He's even sweating from the pain now, and Simon still hasn't left! Idiot. ] Go catch up with your sister. I'm not going anywhere for a while.
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Date: 16 Jan 2023 11:30 (UTC)[Simon raises his brows at him. Gotcha, bitch. Grumpy dickhead he may be, but he still saved him from being killed and then took him in and kept him safe during the nighttime. Let's not mention the other things that happened, cough.]
Also, you're not my dad, don't tell me what to do. My sister knows how to stay out of sight, she'll be fine getting back to the others.
[As much as he wants to let Gabriel rest as much as he needs, he's probably not going to get any better sitting here miserable.]
... look, we've got medicine back at the bunker, it won't fix things, but it'll help with the pain and you can rest. It's what you need right now.
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Date: 23 Apr 2023 02:50 (UTC)[ Don't you think he isn't ready at any given time to explain why no, he was not being helpful and merciful, it was all for his own ends.
Rolling his eyes, he begins to push himself to his feet, grunting. ]
If we're going to do this then we need to move faster.
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Date: 24 Apr 2023 06:52 (UTC)Don't pass out or anything, I'm not carrying you.
[He couldn't even if he tried.]
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Date: 24 Apr 2023 13:19 (UTC)[ As fate would have it, Gabriel stands up far too fast, and with how little air he's taking in since the fire, with how heavy he has to breathe, it's just too much for his body to handle.
He trails off at the end of his sentence, his head spinning and vision going black.
Annnnd down he goes. ]
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Date: 24 Apr 2023 15:15 (UTC)[It's more harshly whispered than shouted, because shouting would be stupid as hell right now. Simon desperately tries to catch Gabriel as he goes down, but he's all dead weight and in turn they both go down.]
Gabe- Gabe c'mon... shit. Shit shit shit.
[Panic spikes and suddenly he really regrets having Karina go on ahead. How the hell is he going to get Gabriel back to the base on his own like this? There's no way he could carry him, Gabe's bigger than him, heavier too, especially passed out. Fuck. Trying to be careful, Gabriel is already in bad shape after all, Simon manages to get out from under him and tries to wake him to no avail. He can't linger, not for long, Gabriel was right they needed to get moving. More muttering of shit and fuck and Simon gets Gabriel on his back, hefted up under his arms as he starts to pull him along as he walks backwards.
He can't imagine this is great for his ribs either, but at this point it's either this or leave him to die in the woods and... no. No he wouldn't. No matter how stupid Gabriel might think he is for doing this. It takes... a long time, he couldn't say how long exactly, but it's much longer than if Gabriel had been awake and they were walking together. It's even slower going now, slower and it doesn't take long for Simon to feel it. Out of breath, tired. His strength flags dragging him along like this, but he can't leave him.]
You could wake up... any... time now...
[Grumbled. It's probably hours by the time he sees the base, bunker, but it's like seeing the gateway to heaven. Simon drags Gabe over with the last of his energy, slumps down against the bunker door, Gabe pulled against him as he pounds on the door.]
Karina, it's Simon. Guys... guys it's Simon. I made it.
[His head thunks back against the door, tired.]
We made it. Gabriel... hey, hey we made it.
[Tired hands feel for a pulse, just to be sure he's still alive. After that it's a bit of a blur. So tired he doesn't really remember being let in or the others helping get both him and Gabriel in. He does remember Karina hugging him tight and his arms around her, smiling happily. See? He knew she'd be okay. At some point when they're getting Gabriel settled, Simon has the mind to mention they need to prop him up, make sure he's not laying on his back. It'll help his ribs heal better, less pressure on them.
After that he passes out. Not for that long, a little nap, his body insists and Simon doesn't have much say in it. When he does wake, groggily, Karina is there with some food. Not a lot, they've been slowly working through the rations in this bunker and supplementing with anything they find or kill on the outside. Today it's jerky and bottled water and canned peaches. Not the most delicious mix, but it's a delicacy in this new world. He goes to check on Gabriel now that he's not falling over too. They've got him on one of the roll out bed mats, propped up like he'd told them to do and covered with a thin blanket. At least he's getting rest. Sitting beside him he'll sip at the syrupy sugar water in the peach can, sighing.
It's a small comfort watching Gabe's chest rise and fall as he breathes. It sounds pained, but... well. Broken ribs will do that, he's going to be in a lot of pain until they start healing. If anything the fact he's still alive is good. Means he probably didn't puncture anything with said broken ribs. Small miracles.]
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Date: 24 Apr 2023 15:57 (UTC)-Agh, shit.
[ Gabriel winces, confused as to where he is or why he can't feel himself laying flat on the ground. Why twigs and leaves and rocks aren't digging into his body. He starts to look around, but even his neck is sore. Sore is something he can push through, thought.
He's surprised to see Simon, even more surprised when he realizes they aren't outside. He tries to move again, stubborn ass, but he's in far too much pain to get up. In frustration, he grits through his teeth-]
The fuck are we?
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Date: 25 Apr 2023 00:15 (UTC)it ended up being a good thing but shhh shut up. Also maybe he's pretty sore himself, the effort to drag Gabriel's ass to the bunker had strained muscles Simon didn't know he had.]Bunker, some crazy end of the world bunker.
[He huffs, fingers pulling a sticky sweet peach slice out of the can as he eats it. Licking at his fingers to clean them he'll offer some to Gabe, tipping the can at him.]
Not so crazy anymore.
[Gabriel will hear other voices, see people walk by the door of the room they're in. Maybe a young girl peeks her head in, hand curled on the frame of the door staring at this strange new man. At least before an adult woman comes over to tug her away gently, but not without giving a wary look to Gabriel.]
Thirsty?
[Simon asks, sure he must be.]
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Date: 25 Apr 2023 01:17 (UTC)He hesitates, but his mouth is dry and his stomach empty. He reaches for the can, pulling his arm back and wincing with a groan of pain. It somehow hurts more now than it did before he passed out. ]
—fuck. Feels like they broke every goddamn rib.
[ Even talking takes effort. ]
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Date: 25 Apr 2023 13:56 (UTC)Hey, okay easy. They might have, honestly.
[Simon fishes out a slice of peach and holding the can under it so it doesn't leak on Gabe as he offers it to him. Yes he'll feed you.]
Unfortunately x-rays are kind've hard to come by now.
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Date: 25 Apr 2023 14:40 (UTC)[ Gabriel regards the peach slice, looking about ready to turn his nose up at it, but once again...he's hungry and thirsty and too tired to be his usual stubborn self. At least, not as badly stubborn as he normally would be. Maybe their previous...meeting...helps a little. With a perfect stranger, Gabriel would never allow himself to appear vulnerable. But one, he's almost certain Simon won't use that against him. And two, Simon already saw him go down like a sack of shit. So that ship has sailed.
He debates trying to lift his arm again, but even just the thought alone hurts, so instead he leans in to take the slice between his lips. ]
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Date: 25 Apr 2023 15:28 (UTC)[What ones might not be broken, if Gabriel is lucky. Any other time this would be... really super gay, but Gabe is hurt and in a lot of pain and really Simon just wants to make sure he's taken care of. It's not like they don't have some utensils down here, but he'd not thought to bother grabbing a fork. It would be something to clean and his fingers worked just fine for him. Guess they would work for Gabriel as well. After he gets the first slice in, he makes sure to wipe up any stick juice, bringing his thumb and fingers to his own mouth with little thought, sucking his thumb clean, before he's glancing at Gabe realizing what he's doing.
Whoops. Oh well, it's not like they've not swapped spit before anyway.]
... I was a doctor before.
[Said after he clears his throat a bit, pulls another slice out. He takes a bite of half of it, then offers the other to Gabe.]
Though usually I dealt with dead people.
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Date: 25 Apr 2023 16:02 (UTC)A brow arches lightly. ]
Pathologist?
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Date: 26 Apr 2023 05:33 (UTC)Simon shoots him a little finger gun.]
Ding ding, you got it.
[Turning slightly to reach for the bottle of water he winces. Oooh he's sore. Muscles don't like this moving thing.]
For your prize you get— water!
[Simon uncaps it and holds it close for him to sip. He doesn't want him to strain more than he needs to.]
So since I saved your life and now that I'm your doctor, I'm putting you on bed rest.
[A cheeky smile. Not like Gabriel can move much without threatening to black out again from the pain.]
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Date: 26 Apr 2023 15:59 (UTC)He leans in as much as he can, but thankfully Simon already seems aware of how much leeway he needs here. He is a doctor, so guess that makes sense. ]
I've been in worse shape than this.
[ Already exhibiting the signs of a difficult patient... ]
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Date: 26 Apr 2023 16:22 (UTC)That's great, but you know what? If you rest, you'll heal... faster.
[He can't imagine what could be worse than almost being stomped to death outside of a burning cabin, but okay.]
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Date: 3 May 2023 12:03 (UTC)[ He speaks clearly, sternly, as if there's a reason for his insistence that he refuses to clarify. That's because it's more "I don't want to stay here" than it is "I can't stay here." ]
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Date: 3 May 2023 12:19 (UTC)No one can get in here if you're worried about that.
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Date: 3 May 2023 12:22 (UTC)[ That is the politest way possible he could essentially say, "it's you, not me". ]
I don't know any of you. And you don't know me.
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Date: 3 May 2023 12:26 (UTC)I know you saved me when I wasn't worth the effort. You gave me a place to stay.
[Simon looks more frustrated now.]
... are you that eager to die?
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