Outside Room 238, After Fourth Period

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Sam knocked on the door, ready to help set up for that evening. After all, they needed somewhere to store the extra party snacks, right?

She looked at her To Do list:

Weapons Drop Off/Pick Up
First Aid/Medical Area
Comms
--Laptops
--Cell Phones
--Ear Pieces

Time to get to work.



[ooc: Will eventually be edited to be the support group center.]

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Re: Afterwards

[can_be_more]

"I'm okay right now," she assures him, and this is definitely not something she's used to having to say after a fight. She's also not used to feeling the urge to wrap her arms around someone because there are things she doesn't want to say in front of a room full of injured people. She's really not used to following through on that urge, but she does it anyway.

Re: Afterwards

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John's arms immediately go around and he holds her tight, breathing roughly into her neck.

"You sure you're all right?"

Re: Afterwards

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She nods, holding him tighter. "I'm fine," she says, bending her head to kiss his shoulder. "I told you I would be."

Re: Afterwards

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His hand slips under her shirt and he rubs the skin of her back slowly.

"You did." John presses his cheek against hers. "Your dot went out on the screen. I thought you were gone."

Re: Afterwards

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"My what?"

Re: Afterwards

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Dot," he says quietly. "Rory was using the phones to track everyone and your went out. Disappeared. Gone. I thought you'd been hurt."

Re: Afterwards

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Aeryn lets go with one hand to check for her phone, and can't find it. "Must've lost it," she says, and the arm immediately goes back to its original position. Yes, she's clingy at the moment. It's not for her. "I'm fine. Really."

Re: Afterwards

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

He sighs into her neck and locks his arms around her waist.

"Can you tell me what happened at all?"

Re: Afterwards

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"We ran into a couple vampires outside the hotel, took care of them. Next time Cameron says Molly needs to be taken care of I'll hit him," she says. "We got downstairs, Crazy Squid Lady had a few more there. I made friends with a wall."

Re: Afterwards

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"Crazy Squid Lady?" John frowns. "You ran into her? Did she touch you? Did she talk to you?"

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"Tomorrow," she tells him, surveying the room again, still not letting go because she doesn't have to. "We'll deal with that tomorrow."

Re: Afterwards

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"There's stuff all over my bed," he murmurs. "I don't know where I can take you to relax."

Re: Afterwards

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"I'm not sure I can relax," she admits.

Re: Afterwards

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"Honey," he says, sliding his other hand under her shirt to rub her back. "What can I do?"

Re: Afterwards

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"This is good."

Re: Afterwards

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"You need to be somewhere quiet," John says and makes to pull away from to check on something.

Re: Afterwards

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Actually, Aeryn should be helping somehow, but everyone seems to have things handled and everything's out of her hands anyway. She just frowns when he pulls away, expecting explanation. Still clingy.

Re: Afterwards

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I wanna take you outta here," he says. "You need to sit down and try to rest."

Re: Afterwards

[can_be_more]

Aeryn just sort of sighs, but doesn't fight it. She really does not want to fight with him after tonight. There will be enough trauma tomorrow.

Re: Afterwards

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"It's your choice," he says, coming back over to her. "We can stay here or we can go next door. Either one, you're resting."

Re: Afterwards

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"Here's okay," she says. "I don't feel right leaving like this." Plus, in case of retaliation, she'd really rather be here.

Re: Afterwards

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Okay." He leaves her briefly, retrieving a pillow and blanket from his bed. Then he finds an open piece of floor and drops the pillow.

"Lay down," he says gently.

Re: Afterwards

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She wouldn't be Aeryn if she wasn't difficult. So she sighs heavily and sits.

Re: Afterwards

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John sits beside her and turns her so she's on her side. Carefully, he slides up behind her and wraps and arm around her waist, pulling her against him.

He drapes the blanket over them for warmth.

"This okay?"

Re: Afterwards

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"I'm not going to be sleeping," she insists, comfortable or not. Possibly never sleeping again. Putting security on the door. Systems and thugs.