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Tweak says, "the brat prince"

Kyle [ Kyle XY ] (not_an_alien) wrote in indarkness_logs,
@ 2010-08-21 23:12:00

Entry tags:

!complete, 2032 08, faith lehane, jaime davies, kyle trager, malcolm reynolds, parker, river tam, simon tam

RP: I want to help
Characters: Kyle, Simon, Jaime, Parker, River, Mal, Faith
Time/Date: evening/night August 21
Location: Infirmary
Warnings/Rating: none?
Summary: Kyle wants to feel useful
Status: Complete

Kyle wanted to be useful, he just didn't know how. He wasn't a leader, he felt like he was in the way when people were cleaning up, he wasn't very good at trying to comfort people - the services for the fallen had mostly confused him. He didn't know what to do, or what he would be good at. He wandered through the lobby, gazing at some of the broken out windows, the boards torn loose, the glass scattered on the floor. He couldn't clean that up, but he was sure someone would eventually.

The lobby med area wasn't as busy as it had been last night and even early this morning, but maybe he could help with the people who didn't need immediate care.

He wandered to the second floor and peeked into the only open infirmary room. What had happened to the other one, he wasn't sure, but it was closed up now, and he wondered if there'd been things in the room, or if it had been cleaned out. When? Today? How? Sometimes, Kyle wondered how they did the things they did here. His mind flicked along different tangents and he let his thoughts play around in the back of his mind as he stepped into the one room.

Blue-green eyes rested first on Jaime, who was curled up in a chair next to a bed, holding onto Mal's hand. He watched her for a moment as her blue eyes focused on the older man, but she didn't seem to notice him here. He looked instead to the doctor who was busy sorting something on the desk. "I want to help," he said softly.

Simon half turned, enough to glance over his shoulder. He parted his lips, but he didn't even know what to say just then. There wasn't really much to do right now. The worst of the injuries had been tended to, and it was just ... recovery for the most part right now. Simon looked around and gestured to Jaime. "See if you can get her upstairs to bed," he suggested.

"He can't," Jaime informed Simon, her jaw setting stubbornly. "I'll go to sleep when Mal wakes up." The odds, actually, were pretty decent she'd beat a retreat once Mal did wake up, to save herself from the mortifying knowledge that he'd know she'd been here, waiting for him to wake up.

"I can't," Kyle dutifully reported to Simon.

Simon was tired, and Simon was edgy, and Simon wanted to both take care of his patients and to take care of his sister, and doing both was proving to be an impossibility, as evidenced by the fact he had no idea where River was just then. "Then ..." He spied a pile of laundered towels, and he gestured. "See if you can ... fold those up." If the boy really wanted to help ...

Kyle smiled as he started over to the pile of laundry to start folding it, happy to be able to do something, even if it was menial and simply busywork.

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lilalbatross
2010-08-29 11:01 am UTC (link)

She wanted to point out that she didn't need to dance slowly to learn the steps, but she understood what he meant when he said it, and part of her agreed with the meaning behind it. So she pouted a bit, but nodded her head.

"Sleep," she agreed, somewhat hesitantly, wondering how realistic that idea was. She didn't think it was possible to get calmed down enough to actually sleep in this state, but maybe just lying together would be enough to ease the confusing thoughts boiling around inside her. She nodded to her own thoughts before she gazed up at Kyle hopefully. "Stay?" she phrased it as a question, even though he had just said he would. It felt less like she was ordering it that way, and she didn't feel as guilty for needing him there.

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not_an_alien
2010-08-29 11:25 am UTC (link)

"I will stay," he promised her. It had been a long couple of days, and he really thought they could both benefit from a sound night's sleep. He released her and stripped out of his shirt because he'd discovered some time ago he didn't like sleeping in it.

"On the floor or in the bed?" he inquired. Normally, he'd simply assume that he should take the floor, but now that they had kissed, perhaps the rules of where he was to sleep had changed? He had a feeling she wanted him to remain closer to her, and he saw no reason to protest this.

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lilalbatross
2010-08-29 11:58 am UTC (link)

She watched as he stripped out of his shirt, swallowing hard for a moment, and her fingers reached out to trace the lines of his chest briefly if only because she could not help it. But she did manage to force her thoughts into a more coherent pattern so that she could respond to his question.

"Irrelevant," she murmured with a shrug of her shoulders. "Bed is of more comfort should we wish it, though if floor is more fitting, I would not protest. Would sleep with you there."

She assumed, perhaps incorrectly, that he would just be sleeping with her. It didn't matter whether that was on the bed or the floor to her, as long as he was with her.

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not_an_alien
2010-08-29 12:02 pm UTC (link)

Kyle nodded. "In the bed," he agreed as he started toward it, slipping off his shoes as he went. He climbed in beneath the covers and smiled over to her. "Will not tell Big Brother," he assured her with a smile. In his naivety, he did not think Simon was going to ask any questions to which Kyle would have to reply that yes, he did sleep with River sometimes.

He reached out his arm for her with a little smile, his eyes already half-closed. It had been a stressful few days, and he was glad it was over, and they were safe.

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