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Jul 26, 2016 14:56:01 GMT
Post by nemesis on Jul 26, 2016 14:56:01 GMT
he has the presence of mind, at least, to not blindly agree. “i mean, some can, but i dunno how good at that i am. never really tried.”
something about the response is a little off. addled as he is, max can’t exactly place it. like she isn’t saying everything she wants to, everything she means, and usually curiosity would drive him to reach out but right now it would be like using a typewriter in mittens. he just watches her face, silent, gingerly touching the blood in his hairline again.
he wants to know, but it’s not going to happen. frustrating. there’s a loud noise approaching and it forces him to shut his eyes against the pain, the strobing light. how about those innsmouth emergency response times, huh?
“ow,” he says again, reeling back a little at the guy that decides going straight in for the face without a hello is a good opening gambit. he’s never been good with sudden personal space intrusions, least of all while he’s nursing a head wound, and there’s a flare of pain when he reflexively reaches out with his mind to push the guy back.
it doesn’t even work, which is the part that sucks most of all. “s-so, uh, what now...?” he directs at her, eyes flicking over.
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Post by VALKYRIE on Jul 28, 2016 4:55:53 GMT
Thalia curves a grin at him; almost shy, almost sweet, but somehow missing the mark on both.
"Well," she says, drawling out the word like slow honey, "Unless you want me to hold your hand in the ambulance?"
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change your name and keep your face
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Post by nemesis on Jul 28, 2016 9:13:26 GMT
max bristles subtly. he might be concussed but he's not fucking stupid. even dazed and sluggish he knows being patronised when he hears it, but he probably shouldn't start cussing out the valkyrie.
"i mean with the insurance." she's probably never even had to fill out her own paperwork. the realisation takes the edge off his indignation. "do i just... i mean, do you have a card to prove that i spoke to you, do you... i dunno. if i just walk into the emergency department and tell them 'uh i think the initiative are gonna cover it' they're gonna throw me out on my ass."
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Jul 28, 2016 18:14:01 GMT
Post by VALKYRIE on Jul 28, 2016 18:14:01 GMT
"Oh yeah." She looks slightly abashed by the realization, especially considering she volunteered to have the Initiative take care of his bill. She digs around in her jacket pockets for a moment until she finds what she's looking for (she also finds two sets of keys, a handful of lint, some crumpled twenties and the receipt for the coffee she was drinking before all of this happened): a slightly bent, plastic laminated card with her name and picture. It also features a breakdown of her power set, mutant identification status, and date of birth, but she points to the barcode strip just beneath her picture when she shows it to him.
"Have them scan it when they ask for payment," she says. "It'll put the bill on the Initiative's tab." She hands him the card, and then frowns. "I can come along if you think they'll really put up a fuss about it."
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