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[whatialways_do]

Who: Max Guevara and OPEN to anyone in the clinic.
What: Max waking up from the lobsters.
When: Tonight, March 23
Where: The clinic
Rating: PG, maybe PG-13
Notes: Prose or actionspam is fine. This covers all the time after she leaves the clinic as well, so if you think she would track you down as oppose to your character coming to the clinic, feel free to set that up too. This is the most flexible log.



[When Max comes to, the first thing she thinks is that someone mindwhammied her again. Which she hates, for the record. She doesn't remember any of it, but it's the most logical thing to have happened.

Then she realizes that she's sore and feels like crap, and she thinks that maybe it wasn't someone messing with her head. Maybe it was someone messing with HER. She groaned as she started to push herself into a sitting position before realizing she's in the clinic.

Great. Juuuuuuuuust great.]

Comments

[yeahihidmypants]

[He's napping. In a nearby chair. Look, Max, the fact that you got taken down is sort of unheard of. He's not saying that he's looking forward to rubbing it in, but he's sort of... eager to ask how it happened.]

[whatialways_do]

[when she spots him, she's surprised. He is not the one she expected to see sitting by her bedside, but it still makes her smile nonetheless. She hops off the bed and makes her way over, shaking his shoulder a bit]

Hey, pretty boy.

[yeahihidmypants]

[He's easy to wake, since he doesn't sleep too soundly most nights. His eyes blink open and he offers her up a grin.]

So, rumor is that you got taken down by some rogue lobsters.

[whatialways_do]

[an eyebrow goes up]

Is that what those were?

[valuedstrength]

[Steve has been spending a fair amount of time here. The lobsters might be gone (so the protection aspect of his long visits were out of the picture) but, she is his friend. Of course he would want to spend time with her.

Today he might be kicking himself a little for stepping out long enough to get some new books and clean paper. Mostly he's just happy to see her up. (And yes he's forgotten they haven't seen each other since the last time they worked together.)]

Max. [He goes to set down the books and paper down.] How are you feeling?

[whatialways_do]

[if it wasn't for the fact that his scent was still the same, Max might have freaked out a little more. Regardless, she was freaking out, but she at least knew that this isn't some guy she didn't remember meeting.]

..... How long was I out?

[valuedstrength]

Almost a week. [Steve looks a little confused at first by his reaction until it dawns on him.]

... Oh. I can explain this when you feel better.

[whatialways_do]

I think I can take it.

[she shifts to swing her legs over the side of the bed. She was feeling sluggish, but not terrible.]

You have a growth spurt?

[valuedstrength]

[He'll be retaking his old seat then.] You could say that.

[whatialways_do]

[she's reaching over to pull off the IVs out of her arm and stretching a bit]

What should I say?

[valuedstrength]

[Yeah sorry Max he's a little worried about those IVs coming out of your arm.]

Should you really be doing that?

[whatialways_do]

Probably not, but I have this thing about needles. I'll be fine.

[valuedstrength]

If you're sure.

[whatialways_do]

Positive.

[grins a bit]

So tell me about the upgrade.

[valuedstrength]

There's not much to tell. [A beat.] Did I ever tell you about what I was doing back home?

[whatialways_do]

[shakes her head]

Not so much.

[valuedstrength]

I didn't think so. [He's quiet as he sorts out his thoughts.] I always wanted to be solider. I want to help people.

[Steve's gaze is settled on her. He's earnest. He needs her to get it because Max is one of the people he respects most. It was never about power or proving people wrong like some might be inclined to believe.]

The way I was no one believed I could do it. No matter how hard I tried or what expectations I beat, it was never enough for them. Then I met this doctor, Erksine, he gave me a chance to become better so I took it. This is what I got out of it.

[whatialways_do]

[in a way, she does get it. Steve was always the kind of guy who wanted to pull his own weight and do his part, so in a way she understands that it wasn't just about being better -- it was about what he could do if he WAS better.]

So what was it? Some kind of super steroids?

[valuedstrength]

[He shakes his head though honestly it could be for all he knew. Steve won't let anyone dismiss it like that though.]

It's a serum that enhances the person who gets it; every part of them. [He points to his chest.]

That includes what's inside. It protects me too. I'm supposed to heal faster, never get sick, and all kinds of things I still have to figure out.

[downright]

[ He missed Max waking up and promptly leaving the clinic apparently (is he really that surprised?), so he'll just be checking up on her at her room.

Have a Chase knocking at your door, Max. ]

[whatialways_do]

[Max has cats winding around her ankles as she answers the door, giving Chase a bit of a nod like she totally hasn't just spent almost a week out cold in the clinic]

What's up?

[downright]

[ He's not a big fan of cats and was really glad that Cameron didn't end up getting one -- but at least he's not allergic to them. ]

Well, you left the clinic. I thought I'd come by and see how you're doing.

[whatialways_do]

[shrugs]

All better. You doctors are miracle workers.

[that last bit might be a little dry, but she's hoping it'll kill the subject. at the same time, she stepped to the side, giving him room to come in]

[downright]

So did someone fill you in already on what happened?

[whatialways_do]

Got bit by something.

[shrugs]

Got over it.