Sep 22, 2020
Considering I texted Qrow and got “<3″ in response, I’m not inclined to believe that.
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Considering I texted Qrow and got “<3″ in response, I’m not inclined to believe that.
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‘ everything okay? ’
@eweinrot
“...I’ll be alright, kid, it’s nothing.”
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✫ for a text meant for someone else
{text: pipsqueak} I think we can all look back on last night and categorize it under, " reason why Clover can't be left at the bar by himself"
"You can make it through this. I know you can. Y-you have to..."
As expected, the body in front of the young engineer neither moves nor speaks to her. The monitors just beep steadily on, marking no change. No drop or rise in heart rate, blood pressure and oxygen steady. Respiration even and slow.
There’s other signs of life too, sort of. The breathing, of course. The occasional episodes of apnea stopped days ago. The minute twitches. Once in awhile, he can be heard making small noises that don’t really sound like anything, mostly small groans or louder-than-normal exhalations.
It really does seem, almost, like he could be asleep.
Except for the other monitor right beside it. The one hooked up to the electrodes attached to his forehead. The one that’s not showing any activity at the moment, but the readout says that there was something a short while ago.
He’s been going through long periods of what they’re calling “electrocerebral silence.” The activity picks up every now and then, enough that the doctors are confident that there’s someone home in there, but for some reason he’s not answering the door when they knock. Either he just won’t, or, more likely, he can’t.
"you look a little lost, are you okay?"
Apollo really wished people would stop asking him that. It was getting tiring pretending he was alright. “I will be. Just... everything looks a lot different from the ground level. I’m used to flying over all of this.”
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Ruby gently taps the man.
The tap comes as a moderate surprise: people tap his shoulder to get his attention all the time when they know that it’s something he’s used to, and that’s only four people around here. But he remembers after a moment that he’s... got earbuds in. Like he always does on the treadmill.
He takes his music out, and after a moment of fumbling with the case in the water bottle caddy on his right side, he’s got his ears back in. He slows his pace to a jog, expecting it to be another pilot or something, someone who won’t be all that offended if he doesn’t stop his workout to talk to them.
“Yeah?”
“I’m sorry if my sign language isn’t very good.”
“Oh, it...”
He’s starting to regret mentioning that he signs. He really is. He tries to keep it under wraps: he knows it won’t change his effectiveness in combat, or while training new pilots, but the last thing he needs is someone saying “how can a deaf guy be better than me?”
Not that he’s deaf, just hard enough of hearing that he needs hearing aids. And he really only signs when his hearing aids aren’t working, anyway. And they’re mostly working right now.
“... yeah, it doesn’t have to be. I ‘hear’ just fine.”
sound off if you’re alive.
“I’m good! Well, okay, I think I might have gotten a kink in my tail, but other than that!”