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Tweak says, "it was me, Dio!"

Andy Gallagher is not the droid you're looking for (brain_ninja) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-16 19:53:00

Entry tags:

!complete, andy gallagher, day 04, lexie grey, location: church

Who: Andy Gallagher and Lexie Grey
Where: The Church
What: Lexie checks out Andy's injury for him
When: late afternoon
Rating: TBA but probably no more than PG or PG-13
Status: Complete

Lexie, with whom he'd only talked on the journal and could only hope was actually a doctor, said that she suggested only having one pill every eight hours. It had been early morning when he'd taken the last, but he had no idea how much time had passed since then. Probably not eight hours, even though his leg was starting to ache dully and itch. Lexie had said she'd come over and take a look which made him feel infinitely better. Martha was apparently missing and if that wasn't bad enough, he felt like a selfish dick for wanting her to be around just to have a look at the wound to see if he'd let it unintentionally get infected.

So, he waited. He was feeling a lot more "with it" than he had been earlier when Luna was there, so he could only assume that the Vicodin was wearing off. Lexie had said she was looking for a sewing machine which had, admittedly, freaked him the fuck out, but if she was planning on sewing him up, maybe that was for the best. Except for the part where Martha had said it was going to hurt so bad he'd probably pass out. That didn't sound terribly appealing. I'm not a fucking pair of jeans, man...this is gonna blow so hard.

The sound of the door opening caught Andy's attention and he sat up, looking over his shoulder. Hopefully it was Lexie rather than Luna returning. He didn't want her watching if Lexie was going to give him makeshift stitches. "Hello?" he called out, trying to peek around the pews from his spot on the floor unsuccessfully.

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skipped3rdgrade
2009-04-23 05:21 pm UTC (link)

Lexie was working diligently, making careful progress as she tried to focus on her task at hand. Taking a moment to breathe and check on him she glanced up at his eyes and the expression on his face was terrible. Andy, it seemed, was petrified - even more so than she initially had expected.

Then Andy started talking. The things he was saying were sad and fearful and forceful - and truthfully it all scared the shit out of Lexie. Though she knew a moment before she wanted to stop, to check his pulse, to be certain that he was just tripping there and not seizing - she found her mind set upon the need to fix. Her fingers worked in practiced motions and at a speed that only came when one stopped thinking.

"It's just a bad trip, Andy. Unfortunately, it's normal. You'll come down soon. Just breathe. That's all just..." She was going to continue, to try and reassure him that it was alright when she was interrupted, Shut up came flittering into her mind and Lexie grey could only finish her stitches and set to the business of covering the wound in salve.

Her task complete, and feeling the urge to just be quiet, Lexie set back, taking hold of Andy's hand. She wasn't even sure if he could actually feel it. In any event, she'd sit and wait with him.

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