slim_scott (slim_scott) wrote in the_next_step, @ 2009-05-18 22:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | marie d'ancanto/rogue, scott summers/cyclops |
Down in the medlab;early saturday morning; attn: Rogue
There was no way he could sleep -- not while the mission was underway. He sat by the communications console, and just monitored, waiting for something, anything.
Eventually, he got it, and soon later, the jet was landing and all the injured students (and god, there were so many) were herded down into the medlab almost immediately.
Scott had stood by idly enough and he couldn't any longer. Heading downstairs himself, he steeled himself for what he was about to find. Everywhere he looked, there was a student in pain, a student crying, a student without any emotion. It made him hurt inside to see the children (and they'd always be children to him) like this.
Clearing his throat, he tried to find something to do, someway he could help but before he could, his eyes fell on the first student he saw. Rogue. She was cradling an arm and he winced inside.
Without speaking, he walked over to her side, and leaned down to give her a hug, careful of both her arm, and her skin. He just couldn't find the words to say anything yet.