The Lion Sleeps Tonight

Hitura Rael

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Discovering the Gunleon in it's current state was... something. James slipped his helmet off to rub his face with his left hand. His eye lids felt heavy and his mind numb. It had been too long a trip back, thankfully quiet after Merida had recounted the fight. She didn't need to tell him her suspicions of it's reactor type. Genion had alerted him the moment the power started to spike. Witnessing that blast made his skin crawl, the raw power enough to tell him exactly what drove the thing. And he'd have to report that to Selene... The thought of making that report lent the air around him enough weight to crush souls. He heaved a sigh and stepped out of Genion's cockpit onto the cat walk.

Merida soon joined him, the medical staff tending to her companion. She fell in beside James, one hand working at the hem of her shirt, "He's staying with us until he's feeling better."

"That's... fine," James sighed, he was not about to argue. "We can get the couch set up easily I guess. I don't know how we'll manage with privacy if he's out cold like this for days on end."

The eye roll could be heard in her voice, "Just use the bathroom to change. Or change in the living room. Not like neither Adrian or I have seen dicks before."

James stopped and stared at her, "... Merida, I don't have the necessary implements to explain you why I'm not doing that. Why do I have to change in the bathroom and not my room?"

She stopped several paces ahead of him and glanced back, that dangerous innocent wide eyed look on her face, "You owe me, remember? Selene stayed a few days in my room."

James groaned, "Thats-" He stopped himself. Did he want to argue that point? Did he really have the energy to stick his hand right in the bear trap she just set? "-fine. He can have my room for a few days."

Merida flashed a triumphant smile, "Good, I'll go ahead and get everything ready at the apartment."

She practically skipped her way down the cat walk and out the door. James groaned and scrubbed at his face with both hands. "Great... just... great."




When Adrian eventually did wake, he'd find himself nestled into an unfamiliar bed pushed up against the corner in an unfamiliar room. The smell of cologne lingered faintly in the air, a light spice that may spark a memory of the scent clinging to his sister on occasion. The grey-blue walls dimmed by shadows, curtains drawn, lights off. Of course, posters and other such decorative objects stood out against the light colored walls. Glow in the dark stars dotted the ceiling as well, patterned off of real world constellations that were visible from earth, not the lunar surface. The desk was clear of knick-knacks and memorabilia, a charging station for electronics neatly set up with multiple monitors. It was at least quiet, if one disregarded the noises from the apartment above and the soft chatter from beyond the door.
 

Theoran54

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Adrian's whole world was pain for a few fleeting moments as his vision and mind filled with light and fire. Then it was extinguished just as quickly as it had come, leaving him cold and blind in the dark. And that was his perception as his body shut down from the sudden agony that he was forced to endure. It wasn't like he couldn't endure it. He was just unprepared and unexpecting. However the dreamless sleep (read forced unconsciousness) was probably the best rest he'd gotten in a long time. Hey, running your own business solo is tiring.

He awoke to darkness too though. Face pushed into a pillow he wasn't familiar with. Too bad for the original owner, he drooled when he slept on his stomach, as he was. The biggest change was the scent though. He wasn't familiar with the scent except when it clung to his sister during her visits. He had brushed it off and ignored it but this was impossible to ignore. "She put me in her fucking boyfriend's bed." He grumbled as he pushed himself up on a singular arm. He frowned at the mechanical framework and stump on his right arm, reflexively reaching up to rub it as he recalled the pain he had felt. He finally let his eyes wander the room though, glaring at all the knick knacks and decorations quietly. "I need to leave." He muttered to himself as he pushed his legs off the edge of the bed and got to his shakey feet, then started staggering towards the door.

He pushed the door open with no ceremony, maybe a bit too agressively as it bounced off the opposite wall with a thud. He cringed at the sound that announced his presence to the rest of the apartment. He took in a deep breath then let it out as he moved through the apartment in search for shoes and arm, abandoning any pretense of stealth.
 

Hitura Rael

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In the hall, the smell of tomato and herbs hung heavy. It was decorated on the left side with pictures of James' family, newly including pictures of him with the Queen in casual, and to the right Merida's pictures of her family. The force of Adrian's opening of the door knocked one of the pictures behind it off the frame, one of James with both sets of his parents, Selene, and Gerart when the trio were much younger.

Merida jumped at the unexpected bang then shatter, nearly jumping out of her skin. She lifted her magnifying goggles off to glance down the hall from her perch on the couch. She sucked in air between her teeth at the sight of the broken picture frame. "How are you feeling?" she asked loudly enough to carry down the hall. She set Adrian's mechanical arm on the coffee table and got up to move down to him. "You probably shouldn't be up and about yet. James is making dinner if you're hungry. He's... a decent cook."

"Excuse me but I am a GREAT cook." He called down the hall, giving Merida an exhausted glare. There was a reason he didn't want to sleep on the couch. Hell, he'd have risked sleeping on the floor of his room or in the bed WITH the stranger rather than sleep on the couch. Merida didn't sleep at reasonable hours and she didn't have the room to work in her room. He'd just... have to deal with that. He could perform his duties on half sleep, no problem.

The living room connected to the kitchen, separated by a half wall. A three seat couch and an arm chair filled the room nicely, a coffee table with Merida's tools scattered about the surface between them. A large TV was mounted on the far wall. Decorations were a clear compromise between the two, a rotation of flowers and landscape paintings. It was unclear which of the two had done the decorating, if either.
 

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The shattering of the picture hitting the ground caused Adrian to flinch and step away from the wall. Then another flinch from Merida talking to him. He couldn't quite order the words right in his head as she spoke rapid fire to him. And with the smell adding on it gave him a sense of overstimulation. He halted when Merida approached, reaching a hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose and leaning into the wall for support. Head throbbing, throat parched, stomach growling but also threatening to come up. He took a deep breath as he waited for the talking to stop.

As soon as his body allowed he opened his eyes to look at his sister. "I...just want to go home. I want my arm, my shoes, and my mech back in my shop. Im going to have to close up for a while longer. Its going to be hard on my wallet considering we're coming back with what I'm assuming is nothing for scrap or salvage." He spoke slowly. Deliberately. But every word took energy he didn't have to spare. He took another shaky breath and moved to stand up straight but the motion caused his head to think he was spinning and he used his hand to steady himself this time.

Hopefully she wouldn't argue with him. She had to understand. Unfamiliar and unknown location, exhaustion and discomfort. Her of all people had to know how he was feeling. He tried his best to give her a pleading look, but it would not be beyond him to just force his way out. He has been known to do that sort of thing when he's extremely uncomfortable. Fight or flight is a hell of a thing.
 

Hitura Rael

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Merida knew that look. She moved back against the wall carefully and waved her hand past him at the broken frame. She lowered her voice, speaking quietly to him, "It's a little late to go tonight, and you still look disoriented. I'll take care of this. Let's go to the couch, your arm's on the table." She gave him a small smile and gently laid her hand on his back. She applied light pressure to guide him down the hall to the couch, dimming the lights as she passed them. She released Adrian to sit down on the couch or in the chair, then moved the tools and Adrian's arm toward him, letting him have at them to finish up maintenance if he so desired. Once he was settled, she moved around to dim the rest of the lights.

James watched Merida curiously, though with something of a stunned expression. He had NEVER heard her talk quietly before in the years they had been room mates. Was this even really his room mate or did she get body snatched out there and replaced with one a little more quieter and considerate? Nope, that was Merida. That warning glare she shot him said it all. With a sigh, he dimmed the lights in the kitchen and fumbled about in the dark to finish with the pasta. He grumbled, "Dinner will be done in five."

Merida nodded and slipped into her room, fetching a few of her fidget toys for him to set on the table. "Take your time, relax. We'll stay quiet and go at your pace. James, this is my twin brother Adrian. Adrian, that's my room mate James."