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Andy Gallagher is not the droid you're looking for (brain_ninja) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-08-23 16:03:00

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!complete, andy gallagher, day 20, location: gym, rose tyler

Day Twenty - Late morning
Who: Andy Gallagher & Rose Tyler
What: Meeting for the first time with both in adult form.
Where: In the gym
When: Day 20, late morning
Rating: PG-13ish?
Status: Complete

Andy looked back through the journal, studying the map for some time before he made his decision. He'd found the two-by-four hiding snugly wedged under the reception desk and decided that he hadn't been that bad at Little League back in the day; he wasn't going to sit around the museum chit-chatting with the others about their regression when he should be making sure Elliot was okay. Hopefully, the birds were being overestimated and he'd be able to knock on the door to make sure she was alright before having to duck into the gym.

The way he figured it, after running around like a spaz playing Ninja Turtles the day before - not to mention the fact that it had been ages since the last time he had bothered or had time to take one - Andy needed a shower. By going the direction of the gym, he could check on Elliot, meet Rose while he was an adult, and still get a shower in. Three birds, one stone. The metaphor made Andy roll his eyes as he slipped out of the museum and raised the piece of wood like a bat.

He hadn't really even had time to think about it before they started coming at him. On autopilot, Andy ran in the direction of the gym, swinging the two-by-four lamely around and cringing both at the sensation of beaks breaking his skin and the sound of bones cracking whenever he felt the makeshift bat come in contact with one of the birds' bodies. Keeping his head ducked low, Andy decided to skip the van - Elliot would be better off if he just waited on checking in with her - and burst into the gym, all but hitting a homerun with the body of a bird dumb enough to follow him inside before he could slam the doors shut again. It slammed into the bleachers across the room, richocheting off and landing on the floor a few feet away with a sickening thud.

At that point, Andy dropped the piece of wood and allowed himself to register the pain. The hoodie he was wearing was spattered in blood, both of the birds he'd managed to lambaste as well as his own where rips and tears in the fabric left tangible reminder that they'd gotten the best of him just as much as he'd gotten the best of some of them. He'd hit a few good ones off those fucking things, but there had only been one Andy...and a shitload of crows.

"Hello? Anybody home?" he called out, brow furrowed as he carefully slid off the hoodie and wiped the blood out of his eyes with it. "Rose? Lex? Could use a little help here," he added, hissing in pain when the dirty fabric came in contact with a cut left just over his eyebrow. Only one bird had managed to get his face, but because of it, he didn't even want to know how many had gotten the back of his head. It stung already when the sweat rolled into the open wounds. In retrospect, he should've stayed put, he supposed... Shit.

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jeopardysfriend
2009-08-24 03:44 am UTC (link)

Rose had been putting up with the day quite well, she thought. Considering she'd woken up scared to death that the people running the place had taken the children to do horrible things to them, even if it had turned out they'd only relocated their adult selves. She'd woken up in the unfamiliar halls of the gymnasium with the pain and hurt from the day before still fresh in her mind and no one to turn to. She couldn't even go hide her troubles in Jack because there was no way she was making even the most immortal of people face those stupid birds.

Which is why she should have put her foot down and demand that Andy stay in the museum. But if his adult self was half as stubborn as his kid self was? Really, there was no point in arguing. But she really didn't expect the door to come bursting open and a mostly unfamiliar man to come in looking like death had attacked him.

"Andy?" she asked, already rushing forward to look him over. Even if he wasn't, this guy obviously needed help. But a stranger was saying her name in the most familiar of manners. It had to be Andy. And when she looked at those curls for a moment, even in their ragged, bird-attacked state, she knew it was. "Oh, honey... Hang on, I know there's supplies around here." After all, the gym doubled as the clinic for a reason. It was really sort of a wonder she'd never really examined the place before.

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brain_ninja
2009-08-24 10:27 pm UTC (link)

The sound of Rose's voice caught his attention and Andy stopped looking uselessly around for life in the gym and gave a small, lopsided grin when he saw her coming. Honestly, it was half-grin and half-grimace, but he tried. She was already fussing over him and whether or not he was willing to admit it, Andy kind of liked it. He missed it. Elliot didn't fuss over him like that anymore because he'd declared Lexie his doctor and Elliot his buddy. Lexie didn't anymore because she was too busy with Dean. Or, you know, whatever else it was that she was doing now that she didn't have an obligation to check up on his bum leg anymore.

"Hey, it's cool," he said, brow furrowed slightly. "I got it, just help me find something to clean these out; no big," he added casually. It was probably a bigger deal than he was making it out to be. Andy was pushing himself under the impression that all he really needed was a shower and some Band-Aids, but if he really let himself consider it, it was entirely possible that at least one or two of the gashes would need a butterfly bandage at best and stitches at worse. He sure as hell wasn't going to make himself look like more of an idiot for going out in the birds the way he had by pointing it out to Rose, though.

With a slight wince he tried to hide, Andy pulled his t-shirt off and started off, with or without Rose, toward where he knew Lexie used to keep the supplies. It had been a while and there'd since been an Earthquake, so he wasn't sure she was leaving the clinic in the same order in which it had been before, but it was worth a shot. Didn't hurt to pretend he knew what he was doing. "Shit," he muttered, frowning as he peeked slightly over his shoulder to see where the majority of the damage had been done. Yeah, it wasn't too bad, but it wasn't as small a deal as he wanted to make it out to be. "Peroxide would be a good start," he mused, pulling a face and shrugging. Then, he smirked in spite of himself. "You know, Doc Lex gives lollipops when I behave myself during a check up," he joked, mostly for his own amusement, since the meaning of the statement would probably be lost upon Rose.