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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Feb 6, 2011 21:28:51 GMT -5
Two blonds and a wheelchair, it honestly didn't sound very promising especially when one had a broken arm and the other had the attention of a Dodo Bird. Kristopher wondered for a moment, why in the seven hells he agreed to let Zeke push him around the hospital? Sure, he was doing a lot better, he was improving and could now get out and about but in a wheelchair only.
Of course, Zeke wasn't the best with wheelchairs, oh no, the boy couldn't figure out how to turn it just right or what was the correct speed to go. Kristopher almost met the walls a few times and almost ran over a nurse. Oh yes, a totally normal thing for these two twins.
"You are going to end up putting me right back into bed in the worst kind of way if you keep this up, Zeke." Kristopher said with wide eyes as his twin pushed him along. "Ack! Wall! Wall! WALL! Kristopher was paranoid and with good reasons seeing as his twin liked to race down the halls and almost smack him into walls.
"Why did I agree to this again?"
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Post by Zeke Suzushima on Feb 6, 2011 21:39:38 GMT -5
If you give a Zeke a wheelchair, you better hope he doesn't use it. Words of wisdom if there ever were, because as you well know by now, the older twin was not the most at tentative boy in Wonderland. Since Kris had been found, Zeke hadn't left his baby brother's side. That also left him as the most sensible person to help roll the sickly boy around. At the same time, it was the stupidest idea in the world, should not have even been thought of, and certainly not put into action by anyone in the multiverse!
The nurse responsible for this idea probably realized this as Zeke missed her for the fifth time shooting down the hospital hallway.
"Just relax, I got this!" the blue-eyed twin said in a chipper voice as he started to pick up speed again. He was practicing sharp turns now, which meant he'd hit himself and Kristopher into a few people, chairs, walls, doors...anything in the hall, really. But he was getting better. "If at first you don't succeed, don't sky dive, right little bro?" And off he went, reaching enough speed and jumping his feet up so he rolled with the chair. This was fun!
Zeke did see the wall, thank God, and hopped down and managed to turn just in time. He only managed to half-ass it though. His side and Kris's side, with the good arm, were reacquainted with this wall for the eighth time this afternoon.
"You agreed because you are bored, and so am I," he laughed as he spoke, rubbing his bumped arm. "Now who's up for round thirty six. I think I almost have this turning thing down!"
Silly, silly Zeke.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Feb 8, 2011 20:27:45 GMT -5
"Relax? How can I relax? You are trying to put me back in the hospital at this rate!" He said with wide eyes, turning to stare at his twin over his shoulder. "Wha? Sky dive? Are you insane, oh god keep your feet on the floor, I don't wanna die!" Using his working hand, he put it over his face and leaned back in his set.
"Yes, I did agree but I am starting to wonder if Cabin fever or the drugs aided me in that decision..." The blond moaned as Zeke went on talking and taking dangerous sharp turns. He wondered if he was ever going to get out of this hospital at this rate. Sure, he was mostly healed now and his lungs where better, though he was still badly ill.
But he wanted to go home and try to get back to what he did best. "I hope you got this thing down...cause I so need a bath and I dont want you hurting me in the process." He couldn't help but chuckle slighty then.
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Post by Zeke Suzushima on Feb 8, 2011 20:52:59 GMT -5
Zeke couldn't help but laugh at his twins misfortune. So much unlike the older blond, the boy did nothing but see the negatives and worry, worry, worry. It was a problem his older brother was eager to fix, but at the same time, he was oh so cute when he was panicked or flustered. Why rush the fixing? The older man ruffled his twins hair and started rolling him back towards the other end of the hallway, where the boy's current room was, ignoring the glares from a few nurses and a patient with blue hair. Why did he always get glares from having fun?
Oh well.
Some people have no value of life.
"Drugs. Without a doubt," he picked up his pace a little for a second, just to give his little twin a jolt, "You're much more fun when you're high on morphine."
The idea of a bath brought a somewhat wicked smile to Zeke's face. Of course he was always kidding around when it came to jokes, but when Kris commented on something like this, he was just begging for some little perverted comment. Holding onto one of the wheelchair handles in one hand, he slide the other to his twins shoulder and slipped it quickly into the boy's shirt. "Long as you let your dear older brother wash you, imouto-chan~" Calling Kristopher 'little sister' would have flown over the boys head, but Zeke had given him a basic rundown on brother, sister, and the like over the weeks in bed.
No insult when unnoticed now. As he liked it.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Feb 8, 2011 21:08:32 GMT -5
Kris rolled his eyes steadily at his twin, "Oh, you only like me on morphine cause I giggle non stop about everything and anything. I even laugh at your stupid jokes." He said with a smile on his face. "I'm sure you would be even more fun with morphine yourself."
Getting comfy in his chair, he closed his eyes to try and keep himself from freaking out with Zekes bad driving. It was the only way to keep him sane honestly and not have a heart attack. However, he was about to get a new form of heart attacks with a cold hand moving down his shirt.
That jolted him into life, he tilted his head back and stared at Zeke with a shocked expression that soon turned into irritation. "I am not imouto-chan!" He shuddered and pulled the twins hand out of his shirt. "And you sound like a pervert when you say it like that, geez. I thought you where supposed to be my twin brother, not a creeper." He chuckled at the end, used to Zekes strange ways.
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Post by Zeke Suzushima on Feb 8, 2011 21:26:11 GMT -5
"I act like that anyway, silly boy."
The way his twin looked up at him with that little irritated frown was so cute. Zeke stuck his tongue out at him in response. "I'm not a creeper," he mused and pulled his tongue back in, giving Kris a smug little grin, "I'm your creeper." It was true he and Kristopher had their own odd relationship, but creepy? No, they weren't like that. The blue-eyed twin hung all over the younger one when given the chance, but that was very innocent. Sorta.
A few comments from Terry and one awkward kiss didn't mean any 'creeper' stuff was going on.
To really bug out his Christmas-eyed brother, Zeke pushed the handles up and tilted the chair forward, almost like he was going to roll the poor boy out of his seat. But he stopped and returned it to normal stance before he fell. "Come on now, lighten up. You wanna get better, you need to have some fun! Stop being so serious." That seemed to be Zeke's personal quote. "Someday when that cough finally kills you, you'll look back on your life and a dainty tear will roll down your pretty face..."
Zeke lifted his arm up and covered his face with it, leaning back dramatically and giving a quite feminine sigh.
"...and you'll say 'Why, oh, why was I such a pansy? If only I lived for the day instead of sitting with my ass in the air'...or something."
With that said they reached the room and the older twin walked around the chair to open the door. His grin just couldn't stay hidden. Oh boy, Krissy was gonna either laugh his arse off or kill him. Or kill him, then laugh. Either or.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Feb 9, 2011 15:19:19 GMT -5
Sometimes he had to wonder about his unrelated twin. What went on in his funny little head and why? The blond sighed softly and shook his head. Really, did he have to be this insane and oh my god he was lifting his chair backwards. Startled, he gripped the arm rest and stared straight ahead.
"I am lighting up but you keep trying to kill me!" He delcared and then he promptly rolled his eyes at his twin. "Geez, you are sounding like a crazy woman right now or something to that extent." Zeke might have a point though Kris just didn't care right now.
"And I am not a pansy, not at all. I just play things safe." Or rather he tries too but lately that hadn't been working for him very well.
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Post by Zeke Suzushima on Feb 9, 2011 15:32:03 GMT -5
Bothering the Kris should be a sport in Wonderland, seeing as everybody tried to do it at least once. Zeke must be the reigning champ at this point in time. Him or that blue fellow from the ball...Shaehern, right? Now he'd freaked Kris out to the point of almost vomiting. I wonder if I'll ever see him again. He was fun! Walking back around to behind the chair, Zeke continued to roll his twin into his room. Then he threw his long, skinny arms around said twin's equally skinny shoulders. He was so cute when he was irate.
"Now Krissy. If you get huffy, Augy will come and rough up my pretty little ass. Then there'll be two defensless blonds in the hospital...and how will Gloria-san ever keep the fanboys away from that?"
Zeke had to scoff at the 'playing it safe' comment. "But that's so booooooooooooring, and you know it!" he whined and stood up again, still with his hands on the boy's shoulders. "You need to stop playing it safe. Look where it's gotten you so far! You need to do what I do and go looking for trouble now and then! It's fun!" Again he laughed, closing those sapphire orbs of his and grinning like a cat with its paw in the fish-bowl. "Soon as you get out, we're doing something stupid together. Now, about that bath."
The hands on Kristopher's shoulders rubbed him a little, like a massage.
"If you want, I can roll you to the baths. But first I'd need to see how cold it is out there. Can't have your first trip out of here turning you into a Kris-sicle. No matter how yummy that sounds."
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Feb 9, 2011 19:15:30 GMT -5
Bothering the Kris should be an award for people to earn due to the fact that everyone tries so hard to remain on top. So far, Zeke was taking the lead and going to win frist place. "I'm not getting huffy." He said with a sigh, "I'm just tired, achy, and really wanting to have a nice long dip in some really hot water. I'm tired of sponage baths, Zeke."
"And I think Gloria can handle anything, even fan boys." Sighing again the blond was not really in the mood to put up a fight for anything. Instead he just rolled his head around. "Right, maybe you have a point at least. I'm far to up tight and constantly playing on the safe side."
He turned to regard his twin, "However, I don't care if its too cold. I really, really, want a bath and that will be an adventure in itself." Yes it would, he had only one working arm and two legs that still didn't work quite right yet.
"And I am sure it does sound yummy and knowing you, you would get the first lick as soon as I froze."
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Post by Elric Vlarintos on Feb 10, 2011 16:07:28 GMT -5
Elric felt like an arctic pack dog or something. He wasn't entirely certain what he had been carrying into the hospital, but it had been heavy and clattered around if he didn't hold it steady. He didn't bother asking anything about it once he dropped it off, he just let it be and started on his way back to his regularly scheduled chores.
People in the hospital seemed a little on edge, like there was some kind of hellion loose in the hallways. Elric very nearly passed the pair of blonds without a second glance, but he paused for a very brief moment when he thought he recognized the pair.
They really were the spitting image of one another, weren't they? Elric recalled the cage at the Ball and it all made more sense now. What also made more sense than he cared to let it was the conversation he had just managed to stumble into.
"... you would get the first lick as soon as I froze."
Elric felt his face flush. Every desire he had previously had to get to know Kristopher's 'twin' and to check and see if Kristopher was all right was now replaced with the urge to get out of here without a word. Awkward as hell.
Let's just be satisfied with knowing that he's alive and well for now.
His long strides couldn't seem to carry him away from that scene quickly enough.
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Post by Zeke Suzushima on Feb 10, 2011 16:21:35 GMT -5
"Now come on, I give very good sponge baths and you know it."
Zeke let out another one of his laughs. This conversation was borderline ridiculous, half-way about the little twin being a stick in the mud, half-way about the older twin's semi-perverted jokes about his brother, and half-way to absolute nothing important. That's a lot of halves. But wherever this conversation was going it stopped very fast when Zeke felt the presence of another person nearby. If there was one thing it Zeke was good at, it was knowing when he was being watched. And somebody was definitely watching him and his twin right now.
"Hold on, Krissy..."
Letting go of Kristopher's shoulders, the blue-eyed man turned around and looked at the door. Nobody was there, but he could have sworn there had been somebody. Instead of going 'Oh, never mind' however, Zeke stepped up to the door and looked out. He managed to spot the tall man with white hair in his attempt to escape. "Oh!" he gasped and he stepped into the hallway.
What a coincidence.
"You there! Umm...Vlaraniminimum!" that was hopelessly wrong pronunciation wise, but Zeke didn't really care. It was Elric. Nobody else was that tall and had white hair or looked like a gorilla in a jacket. The blond smiled slightly and waved down the hall. "Where are you going? The fun's in here!"
I've been wondering about you.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Feb 10, 2011 20:11:14 GMT -5
"Of course you do, but there comes a time in a mans life that he just wants to sit in the water and enjoy it rather then have it splashed on him." He smiled then, "It gets far to cold for my liking then."
The blond shifted in his wheelchair and tilted his head to the side as his twin left him. Slowly he raised a brow at his twin, especially at the name he said, or rather the word? He wasn't sure if it was even a name.
"Vlaraniminimum?" He repeated after his twin, though not excitedly but rather---confused. "Whats a Vlaraniminimum?" Or rather, who was a Vlaraniminimum, that's what Kris would like to know. So he thought about it for a moment and fidgeted in his chair. He couldn't push himself to find out, due to his broken arm and standing up was still a changellege in itself. So he waited until something clicked.
There was only one name he knew of that sorta fit that world or rather the first to letters. "Elric? You mean?" He asked out loud, pondering what he was doing out here. The man seemed more the type to send a person to the hospital rather then visit it.
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Post by Elric Vlarintos on Feb 10, 2011 20:27:08 GMT -5
Elric had plenty of reasons to visit the hospital lately, it seemed. There was no shortage when it came to injuries amongst his acquaintances. If he had not felt like aborting when he did, he might have checked on Piper's progress. As it was, things just got too awkward way too fast.
And now there was that nagging voice at the back of his head telling him to go back. Except now that he thought about it, it did not sound like the voice of his internal monologue at all. It sounded like one of the blonds he had left behind in an effort to flee from an awkward social situation.
He paused for a moment. At this point it would just be taken as rude for him to keep walking. Of course, he could just keep walking and should he encounter either Kris or his twin later he could say that he had work to do. That was not necessarily a lie, but it was a deception in the sense that it wasn't really the reason he was fleeing.
He was fleeing because it was like watching someone hit on themselves in the mirror. He shuddered again, though it might be taken as a shiver in this cold environment. He turned about, but forgot his smile. "Ah, yes. It's... you." Well this was certainly awkward. How did you greet someone who you almost killed when you were never formally introduced?
"And it's Vuh-lar-in-toz... just call me Elric." No one could really pronounce a name like that, let alone spell it. Given the chance, he might have just changed his last name to Haroldsson. It would have been a lot more informative, if not a little harder to spell.
Elric reluctantly took a few steps back towards the room. He peeked his head through the door, an act that looked like it had nefarious intent when Elric did it, so he could get a good look at Kristopher. "Hey there, Kris." Don't say anything awkward. Let's just try and make light of it. "I thought you had melted into a puddle of blood for a moment."
Mission failed.
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Post by Zeke Suzushima on Feb 11, 2011 16:06:41 GMT -5
Zeke's smiled a little wider when Elric turned around at his voice, and with such a serious expression! They hadn't really had a nice introduction. But he looked much more serious now, surprisingly, and it was that sort of stoicism that made Zeke go nuts...because they were so much fun to tease! Soon as the man started back toward him the older blond let out another little chuckle and placed his hand to his cheek. How to go about this fellow...
"Nice to meet you for real, Elric-san. Friends call me Zeke!" his eyes closed and he took a step back to lean against the door frame, "You look a lot nicer without the sword-cane thingie."
As he popped his head in to say hello to Kristopher, the older twin pulled at one of his curls. He wondered what kind of guy the man he'd almost had to fight to the death was. He must be pretty interesting, right? He was Krissy's friend...and he was Piper's friend too, if his brother's information was up to date. But what else...and then that little gem of a social fluke came up.
Zeke could stop the laugh from escaping him, so he cupped his hand over his mouth and had a semi-silent fit of giggles.
Oh brother! What a laugh! This was going to be too easy!
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Feb 11, 2011 22:43:42 GMT -5
Kristopher smiled at Elric and gave him a small wave, "Hello, Elric. Nice to see you again and I see you met my insane twin, Zeke." He chuckled lightly at that because it did amuse him still. Granted they looked very much alike on a frightening level, but as of late Kristopher was lacking a hair cut and so his hair was longer then his twins. Having gone without a cut in three weeks his curly hair was now at least three inches past his shoulders if that.
Now, he liked Elric just fine, he was a scary man but a fine one. However, Elric sucked horribly at conversations and here is a fine example!
"Hey there, Kris. I thought you had melted into a puddle of blood for a moment."
It wasn't something you said to a recovering tortured patient. Said patient blinked a few times before paling somewhat and looked away, startled. "Erm, yes." He said slowly trying to look composed but failing. "I think that was the general idea going around but um...I re um....refortified?" Was that even the right words? Fuck it.
Elric was a frightening man with horrible words.
"Um, so! How are you?" He then shot Zeke a look as he snickered.
God....save him....
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