Derek Reese (derek__reese) wrote in omega_reality, @ 2012-06-23 13:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | *complete, 2012 06, character: derek reese, character: nell jones |
RP: Derek and Nell
Who: Derek and Nell
Where: Gym
When: June 23, 2012
Summary: Derek has his own post-rape technique to deal with problems and talking isn't part of it.
The past few day had been fucking chaos. There were still deliveries to deal with and putting the place back in a decent state, but other than that, training had been suspended. People were spending more time alone now that they had plenty of time and no set place to be at. One person that was making herself scarce was Ms. Annoying Redhead, and that wouldn't do.
Derek knew that she hadn't seen a doctor and she could just imagine what she'd told Morgan. Pretty much the same thing he had. He was home, he had sex with his dead girlfriend, if he asked more questions, Morgan would be just as dead. Simple and to the point. It's not like any of them thought that he was the sharing kind. Nell, on the other hand, would share, not about work, but about stupid statistics and enjoying life and all of that crap that died with nuclear war.
Since he had caused this, he was going to fix it. He knocked on her door, and someone nicer might have waited for an invitation, but opening a locked door didn't take that much time. "Get up and let's go. I'm going to teach you how to fight. None of this hand to hand bullshit they teach you here, but down and dirty, and really effective, because what they teach you works with military. What I'll teach you works in bars and street. So come on, let's get moving, Red. It's time that you know how to really kick ass even if you can't use your power."