WhipLuvr
Lost Inside My Own Mind
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- Jan 19, 2012
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* lurches up, smiling wildly, and totters over to Dave*
Dance with me?
* giggles and pushes the IV pole out of the way, holding arms out to him*
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* lurches up, smiling wildly, and totters over to Dave*
* lurches up, smiling wildly, and totters over to Dave*
Dance with me?
* giggles and pushes the IV pole out of the way, holding arms out to him*
Okay....You won't last long. Let me just carry you in my arms while I dance for the two of us.
Its okay.... I don't mind...."And I'm sorry I keep pissing you off. I don't mean to do that, you know?"
Its okay.... I don't mind....
* promptly falls asleep*
* slowly drifts back to consciousness* No.... I don't wanna go......"Whip...? Whip...? You've been sleeping a long time. Can you hear me?
Wow...you should see your leg. No...stay there. Don't move. You're healing nicely though. A few more days and you'll be up walking around again."
You look... different. Are you okay?
" There's something you're not telling me."
But he's got a more archaic strain... not the modern one. What the hell? Under the blankets I can feel my legs begin to shake. Did I manage to come into contact with some zombie remains outside? It could have happened. My arm and leg were shredded, and with the amount of undead out there... Christ.
Stumbling into the main area and kitchen with a large sack of potatoes over his shoulder, Dramatic proceeds to flop down on the couch and begin quietly snoozing. Yet still, the tension in the room rises unbearably, like there is now a constantly tightened spring waiting to uncoil.
Dave......I believe you're safe. I don't believe I'm infectious. And my own testing in the lab--long before I invited any of you to join me here--seemed to show that it couldn't be transmitted by anything other than a bite. Something in the saliva mixed with the virus...
If I thought I was endangering any of you, I would not have invited anyone to be near me. I've been, shall we say, "stable", for quite a while now. The only thing I seemed to have gained from it is my quick healing and my ability to rescue women who have been recently infected.
Glad you're back. You don't seem any the worse for wear. Been out kicking ass?
I think I'll make mashed potatoes tonight. Good find.
Dave......
* sighs and rolls over as he merrily barges out to greet whoever just came in.*
Fine, leave me here. Don't blame me if I get a hankering for brains for dinner.
* blushes at the touch*"You'll be up and around in one more day, Whip. Like it or not, you're going to go for a ride with us tomorrow."
Have another sandwich and drink your juice. I need you nice and strong. The rifle in the corner is the new one I built for you. It's an AR-15 chambered in 300 Blackout. Familiarize yourself with it. Tomorrow you'll be riding while we go to get the tank."
*Checks the bandages on WhipLuvr's leg and is satisfied with the healing.*
"Looks great. It was a pretty leg before...and it'll be pretty again soon."
*Kisses Whip on the forehead and wipes the corner of her mouth with a napkin where there is a small crumb of sandwich.*
* blushes at the touch*
Thanks Dave, the gun looks great. And I can't wait to go get the new tank... But I think you need to get something on that sunburn. Crikey, what did you do, take a nap at midday?