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Post by sebastian on Jan 23, 2011 17:58:30 GMT -5
It had occurred to him on the way that it was almost the end of Miss Zwingli's shift and she might not be there at all. He couldn't help clinging to Alfred's arm, really. He didn't like doctors at all. The threat of a needle was always there, even if it turned out to not be needed in the end. What if it was some creepy old man? His mood changed immediately when the door opened and the pretty blond with the long hair was still there.
He didn't mean to stare, but he just had to glance at her chest to see if the rumors were true and she had grown a few sizes. Boy had she. Now he had to try looking anywhere but at her chest, and was failing horribly even as he listen to Alfred speaking beside him.
Right, right the bruises. They needed to be taken care of. The idea of seeing just how soft her breasts were had distracted him from the pain momentarily, though he was glad that Alfred had said something to remind him of why they were actually there. The slow process of starting to peel his shirt off again was most helpful in taking his eyes off her supple chest.
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Post by lilith on Jan 23, 2011 23:35:53 GMT -5
Sighing, Lili turned to face the Lieutenant Colonel and his trainee. If looks could kill, the two men would be shot, hung and buried already. She glanced over at the clock and bit back a huff. She was most definitely going to be late getting off her shift. That meant she wasn’t going to get to see Thorvald until later. And that thought didn’t make her happy at all. She hadn’t seen him in weeks and now she was going to have to wait even longer.
Glaring green eyes swept over the trainee the stood beside Alfred. Oh great. It was the Italian playboy. Lili resisted the urge to roll her eyes. And of course he was staring right at her newly developed breasts. She liked showing them off, but at the moment, she was rather annoyed. Sebastian was the one thing standing between her and Thorvald. He liked staring, huh? Well, she’d give him something to stare at and make the poor boy squirm.
Forcing a smile, she stood up, pulling her shirt down to reveal more of her cleavage. “Of course, Lieutenant.”
She looked over to Sebastian, watching him peel off his shirt. Those bruises did look rather awful, and she couldn’t help but feel a small pang of sympathy. A very small one. “Mr. Vargas, why don’t you have a seat in my chair so I can look you over?” Oh, this was going to be so much fun.
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Post by alfred on Jan 24, 2011 12:58:17 GMT -5
It was times like these that if Alfred knew how oblivious to females as he was, he would be proud of himself. He did sorta notice the glare, but, to him, she still had time on the clock, and she could leave when the next nurse came in for her shift. However, if Nurse Zwingli left, that was her deal.
But, regardless of how she felt or what she had after her shift, he still wanted the Italian fixed up. After all, all injuries fall on the shoulders of superiors, and the young Lt. Colonel knew that full well, especially when exercises or the real deal goes badly.
It was another thing to be said that he hardly noticed where exactly Sebastian's eyes were focused and he totally didn't see when Ms. Zwingli tugged on her shirt. These details were not only unimportant, but they didn't get Vargas in that chair any faster.
"All right, Vargas, let's get you in the chair..." Alfred murmured, aiding Sebastian over to the chair so the nurse could do her job. "Careful now; don't want you to do something to make things worse."
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Post by sebastian on Jan 24, 2011 13:58:05 GMT -5
Sebastian had just finished removing his shirt when he noticed the subtle tug of Lilith's top and the little peek of cleavage that it offered. Again he was distracted by Alfred, this time with the Lieutenant Colonel took his arm to walk him to the chair. Sebastian fidgeted and sat down awkwardly.
"My ass hurts," he whined. "I landed on it when I fell." This did, however, give him a much better view of the nurse's chest. She might even bed over, just a little, to let him see more! So the sore bottom was worth it.
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Post by lilith on Jan 24, 2011 14:37:00 GMT -5
Lili moved around her work area, getting a salve for the bruises. There wasn’t much she could do for bruises other than that. She glanced over to Sebastian and then gathered some antiseptic for his cuts. None of them looked deep enough for stitches that she could tell. Some had bled a little, but the blood flow had stopped.
She moved back over towards, Sebastian, hips swaying a little more than usual. She placed everything in her arms on her desk and sat down on a stool next to Seb, giving him a playful wink. “Did you get beat up just to come in and see me?” she looked over her shoulder at Alfred. “That’s been happening a lot lately.” She looked back towards Seb, leaning forward slightly, giving him an eyeful of cleavage. “Though I haven’t a clue why.”
She gave Sebastian a playful little smile. “Now, let’s get you patched up, okay?”
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Post by alfred on Jan 29, 2011 23:05:57 GMT -5
He blinked in surprise, not realizing that these fights among the youth division were so often. Alfred had originally speculated that because of the information provided in daily reports that fights and injuries were kept at a minimum, so Lili's statement threw him off track. "This happens often, Se... Vargas?" Despite his worry, the blond man had to keep calm, keep an air of authority in the room. He couldn't use Sebastian's nickname.
Of course, this brought up new worries. Were the supervisors lying in their reports? Was the Italian just accident prone/a prime target of bullies on a daily basis? Oh, no, he couldn't stand the thought of such conceptions, so he decided that after Sebastian's answer, he'd go and just lean against the wall. Yeah. Leaning against walls and just having his mind go blank for awhile sounded like a really good idea.
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Post by sebastian on Jan 30, 2011 1:28:17 GMT -5
"Uh... not really..." Sebastian answered, eyes focused wholly on the feast of flesh before him. "Not with me anyway... just today, si...?" Responding to the question was automatic right now. He'd probably have said the same even if he was in here every day. "But uh... si... let's get me patched up..." Sebastian gulped and dragged his gaze away from her chest. She was the nurse! He should be more respectful...
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Post by lilith on Jan 31, 2011 11:14:58 GMT -5
Lili looked over to Alfred. “Oh, I don’t think it’s anything you need to worry about. Boys will be boys. It’s more play fighting than anything. They usually come in in pairs. Lately I’ve had soldiers coming in for me to treat the smallest little injury. The other day I had a soldier come in wanting a Band-Aid for his paper cut.”
And it was all true. Trainees would come into the her office with bumps, bruises, small little cuts in pairs or sometimes even in groups to see her. The soldiers weren’t much better. Though the soldiers would usually come in alone, and with very minor injuries, such as a paper cut or a little bruise. Sometimes even a headache. And though most flirted with her, only the soldiers were brave enough to dare ask her out. Of course, she had politely turned them down each time. She already had her eye on someone else. But a little flirting back never hurt anyone.
She stood up and moved in front of Sebastian, running her fingers lightly over his ribs. None seemed broken, thankfully. Lili picked up the jar of salve and dipped her fingers inside. She stood over Sebastian, her breasts practically in his face and began to rub the save gently over his bruises. And of course, she acted completely oblivious to the fact that Sebastian was getting a face full of her cleavage.
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Post by sebastian on Feb 1, 2011 21:09:41 GMT -5
Sebastian couldn't help shivering at the pretty lady's hands slipping over his torso. She had nice nails, but he didn't really get to admire them (nor did he care too much) when her breasts were placed right in front of his nose. They looked... incredibly soft... His hands twitched and he fought the urge to cup them, just once, to see if they really were.
"H-how are things looking, Miss Zwingli?" he managed, hoping his voice was more even than the rest of him. "N-nothing broken, si?"
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Post by lilith on Feb 1, 2011 21:46:50 GMT -5
Grinning when she felt the shiver, Lili looked up at Sebastian. “Ticklish, Mr. Vargas?” She couldn’t hide the playfulness in her voice. Though she didn’t really want to. A little flirting never hurt anyone, after all. And it would just make the boy sitting in her chair squirm more. That gave her a smug feeling. No, it wasn’t his fault that he got beat up. But she had been looking forward to seeing Thor as soon as she possibly could. And he was standing in her way.
“No, nothing’s broken, thankfully. You’ll just feel sore for awhile” She wiped her fingers off on her nurse’s outfit. “Your cuts don’t look too bad. Be sure to keep antiseptic on them so they won’t get infected, okay?” She grabbed a cotton swab and dipped it into the antiseptic, starting to clean Sebastian’s cuts.
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Post by iceland on Feb 5, 2011 20:59:32 GMT -5
The heels of his boots made a soft clicking sound as Ari half ran down the hall to the medical bay. In his hands was a crisp white envelop meant for Lili. He was hoping that she hadn’t left yet. He got along pretty well with her. She was around his age from what he could tell. While the AFN was fooled by her and her brother’s false ages, he wasn’t. He was the child of fake document producers, after all. He’d seen it all.
Looking at the watch on his slim wrist he quickened his pace, Puffin fluttering along behind him. It was 5 minutes after the end of Lili’s shift and he had yet to give her the envelope. He’d heard from a reliable source that she knew a fake ID producer. Of course, he probably could make his own ID if he had access to a machine. He could still remember all the steps, how to use the equipment, quiet evening watching his beloved older brother make documents in his room. And oh how he missed those nights, how he missed Thorvald.
Ari slipped through the automatic medical bay doors, motioning for Puffin to stay outside. He smiled as the puffin seemed to huff at this and fly off to find something to perch on. He loved that bird probably more than he loved Soren. She’d pretty much been with him from his first week out of the AFN prison until the present. He’d found her egg right outside of the doors of the Division of Exploration and Discovery while wandering around on his third day of freedom. And of course he had pocketed it. Finders keepers, after all. She’d been the only thing that kept him sane while he adjusted to his new surroundings, the only thing he had before he and Soren started getting along.
A relieved look flashed across Ari’s face when he saw that Lili was still there. However, blue-violet eyes hardened when he saw Alfred and Sebastian. Oh how he hated AFN soldiers. They were all assholes in his mind. Just seeing the uniform of an AFN soldier made him tense up. He could still remember the soldiers who forcefully boarded the Vanir, who rounded up the crew and his parents. He remembered being dragged out from under his bed and handcuffed. He remembers being tossed over the shoulder of one of the soldiers because he refused to stand up after being cuffed. He remembers kicking and screaming for his brother to save him. He remembers being separated from his parents, from the crew and put in a cell with not so nice looking men. He remembers that they turned a blind eye to what happened to him in the month that he was in that prison, that hell. Oh yes. He really, really hated AFN soldiers.
Giving Alfred and Sebastian icy cold glares, he moved over to Lili. “Lili. I have the information that you asked for. Where do you want me to put it?
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Post by alfred on Feb 7, 2011 16:15:27 GMT -5
Alfred had sort of spaced out, only nodding when Lili mentioned something about the boys coming in pairs whenever there was a 'scuffle.' He was thinking about things outside of the current situation, wondering if there was any sort of regulation or restrictions he would need to set in place so that this kind of problem would not arise again. Honestly, it didn't even matter that it was Sebastian; it could be any one of his Youth Division.
But then a newcomer arrives, and Alfred's eyes shoot up. He recognized that boy and he wasn't sure how or why he did, but for some reason, his mind started racing, trying to figure out where in the world he'd seen him before.
Then he thought that maybe he'd seen him around his new roommate's bunch. It seemed about right, and he figured that his conclusion was as good as any. He gave the young man a small nod and a smile. He didn't seem too friendly though...
"Vargas," he began as he turned his attention to his recruit, "this means no heavy training for a bit, okay?"
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Post by sebastian on Feb 7, 2011 20:53:46 GMT -5
Sebastian heard someone else coming in, but was rather occupied with his view before it occurred to him to look up and see who it was. He may have seen the young man once or twice, but honestly didn't know him. Apparently Lilith did, however. It didn't seem a good point to wave, so Sebastian greeted him with a simple "Hi!" before Alfred started talking to him. At Alfred's words however, Sebastian couldn't help a slight pout.
"But... I'll get flabby!" It took only an instant for him to realize that he'd talked back to his superior. In private this wouldn't have been much, but in front of others... Sebastian quickly recovered with a "Yes Sir, sorry Sir."
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Post by lilith on Feb 8, 2011 13:28:07 GMT -5
Lili looked over to Ari and gave him a reassuring smile. She could sense his unease about being around soldiers. From what little he’d told her about his past, she could certainly see why. She’d first met Ari a couple of months ago in Francis’ office. He had just taken Vasch’s place as secretary. He was shy and quiet, but he and Lili had hit it off. He often came by on slow days and shared the gossip that he would learn from Francis, and Lili appreciated the company from someone around her own age. “Oh, thank you Ari. I’ll make sure to take it today. Just put it on my desk.”
Lili simply brushed off Sebastian’s little slip up. It made her smile a little, honestly and think of happier times, when Vasch would yell at Francis for something another and Francis would just laugh it off. She grinned at Sebastian and then Alfred. “Oh, don’t worry about it, you two. You wouldn’t believe the amount of times Vasch would go off on Francis.”
She finished cleaning the last cut and sat back a little, giving Sebastatin a sweet smile. "All done."
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Post by iceland on Feb 8, 2011 13:29:35 GMT -5
Ari flat out glared at Alfred when the older man smiled at him. He didn’t need any false show of niceness. He knew how soldiers really were. Completely ignoring Sebastian, Ari nodded and walked over to Lili’s desk, placing the envelope on the smooth wooden surface. “Thank you, Lili.”
He couldn’t help but roll his eyes a little and scoff, crossing his arms over his chest. “That’s because Francis is a pervert. How your brother put up with him for so long, I’ll never know.” He looked over to her, giving her a little smile. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Lili.”
With that said, he walked out of the room, completely ignoring the presence of the other two occupants. It would probably be considered rude, but he didn’t care. There was nothing that said he had to be nice to a soldier.
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