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Washington ([personal profile] sixth) wrote in [community profile] eluvio2017-02-07 04:49 pm

video • un: washington

[ Although the image is mostly Wash's face, there's enough background in the shot to make it clear that he's standing in one of the Eluvio's corridors. There's a door behind him and just off to the left is a sign that reads: SIMSPACE. Once the feed's going, he jerks his thumb back toward the door. ]

If I don't come out of here in like a day, send someone in to get me.

[ He pauses, making a slightly exasperated, slightly apologetic face. ]

And hey, if using this thing unleashes some kind of virtual reality nightmare on everybody, sorry. [ Does that require a little clarification? Maybe it requires some clarification. ] I've seen the old movies. I know how this shit goes.

[ Agent Washington. Always a pessimist. He offers a faint, tiny smile. ]

Otherwise, if anybody wants to visit one of the beaches on my homeworld, come on down. I can give you the grand tour.


( ooc: i figured the eluvio could use its own version of the holodeck! i posted a thing to the locations list so if there's anyone else who wants to take advantage of these things, be my guest! )
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[personal profile] rumbling 2017-02-08 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ He might. ]

did you do what the doc told you to before you left?
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[personal profile] rumbling 2017-02-08 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's so mad right now. Can Wash feel it all the way across the ship? ]

goddamn it, wash.
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[personal profile] rumbling 2017-02-08 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ Honestly, Maine doesn't give a shit. They didn't just suffer through what they just fucking went through on Oros for Wash to be fucking around and not paying attention to what the doctor from the medbay told him. Maine knows what the guy told him because he was there. Because he doesn't trust Wash to take care of himself. Maybe they all had ( still have?? ) a deathwish in joining the Project, but.

Wash is still alive for one reason or another. He shouldn't be looking that particular gift horse in the mouth. Dumbass.

Without even bothering to respond, he goes to Wash's room and finds the salve for the burn on his leg before stalking through the ship like a man on a mission. And he is on one. To beat Wash's face in with a little jar of burn salve. It takes some navigating because he didn't even know this place existed. Eventually, he finds the right room, practically kicking in the door, not paying one lick of attention to the surroundings and with an annoyed growl he hurls the jar right at Wash. ]
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[personal profile] rumbling 2017-02-08 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's not until Wash is complaining about being beaned in the head that Maine really gets a good look at his surroundings. He's still sort of furious for a number of reasons, but this place does give him a bit of a pause. But, enough of that distraction. He fixes Wash with a look that says everything Maine doesn't need to say as he comes over closer. Logically he knows he shouldn't be mad. This is just how Wash is and always has been—even if he's getting worse about it as he gets older. But, ever since Sigma, Maine has a harder time trying to wrangle in his own temper; it flares hotter and brighter even now, taking longer to fully calm down from that burst of hot adrenaline.

He stoops to pick up the jar and thinks about hitting him with it again, but doesn't. It's not going to solve anything. Instead, he drops down into the sand with an annoyed look on his face and makes a gesture for Wash to come over and put his leg in Maine's lap. If Wash is going to be an idiot about this, Maine will just take care of it himself. ]
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[personal profile] rumbling 2017-02-09 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Does he look to be in a gaming mood???

Though there's really little that Maine is afraid of, turns out that Wash dying is one of them. Maybe the number one. That, in and of itself, is scary to him and he still isn't quite sure what he wants to or what he's going to do with it. Ignoring it seems to be working out okay. Sort of.

Okay not really at all. That's why he's so mad right now. He knows how Wash is, but it's still goddamn annoying that he doesn't seem to want to take care of himself. The wound is healing up as good as can be expected, but it's what it represents that still makes something sour and bitter roil around in his stomach. He could be petty and point out something about death and losing people, but he's in no position to do such a thing.

So, he doesn't.

Instead, he shifts so he can have a better look at the injury on Wash's leg. There's a small voice in the back of his mind that crackles like fire and tells him to push at it, dig his fingers in it and make it hurt, but he doesn't do that, either. For all his bulk implies he doesn't know how to be, Maine's touch is gentle, if not clinical as he rubs the salve into the burn. He doesn't linger, knowing it still hurts and just wanting to get it over with. Task done, he wipes his hand on his shirt and then just sighs because of course Wash had to come to a goddamn beach. This might be a fucking holodeck but the sand is still real while they're here.

Reaching behind himself, he pulls the shirt off in one smooth motion and then secures it around Wash's leg to keep any foreign objects out of the wound area. He looks at Wash again, exasperated but touched with a fondness reserved only for him. There's a near imperceptible tilt of his head for Wash to come over closer and a low noise rumbles in his throat as he taps his fingers under Wash's chin.

Take better fucking care of yourself. ]
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[personal profile] rumbling 2017-02-11 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't? He is kind of hungry though...

That grit and bear it is a sign he knows, something he's gone through as well. They all have at one point or another. Maine wants to point out if Wash would just do what he's told, this could be over faster. But...

He exhales a breath that's tinged with amusement and he does roll his eyes as he drops the jar to rest beside him and shifts himself a little more comfortably to fit Wash against his side. He makes a noise as his gaze moves out to the stretch of beach in front of them.

Use it until it's gone.

Why is this so hard for Wash to understand? He seems to think he's invincible and they both know he's not. None of them are. Which is why Maine wants Wash to just take better fucking care of himself!! Anyway. He tips his chin to point toward the water, the beach itself. They're alone on a beach and Maine is pretty sure that's a rare thing ( it's been forever since he's been to a beach for recreational purposes ). It's a gesture for Wash to tell him more about it, why here. ]
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[personal profile] rumbling 2017-02-16 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ While Maine might not really empathize with this kind of sentiment—he doesn't really remember his family and he certainly never had any kind of this as a young kid. But, he understands sentiment. Understands Wash even more, so he's not going to judge him for it. Not even a little bit. ( Not when he can judge him for being a stupid shit and not following doctor's orders. )

So, he doesn't do much beyond sit there, staring out at the waves lapping at the shore. The salty breeze moves over his skin and it's a little sticky and if he didn't know any better, he would say it was all real. Part of him almost wishes it was. ( But, he knows that they'd become too bored if they were retired in a place like this and before long they'd be back into the fray somewhere.

...Well, if Maine were still alive, anyway. )

Lightly, he nudges against Wash's side; he probably doesn't have to say it ( "say it" ), but he rolls a noise out all the same that's asking for Wash to tell him about one of those times they came on vacation to the beach. ]
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[personal profile] rumbling 2017-02-21 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's so much buried here. Figuratively. Between Wash and his memories, between the two of them, between the humans and Covenant... there's just so much. Maine used to not really care one way or the other. He'd been made to eradicate opposing forces. They all had been honed into weapons to complete their missions. Nothing else mattered but the objective. For a long time he'd believed that.

Now he's not so sure.

Family is such a strange topic for him—Maine doesn't remember his own and just kind of adopted those at Freelancer to be his family. So, his own feelings and memories might not be the best to glean from, but he can kind of—in a really distant sense—understand what Wash means and that nostalgic feeling he feels.

Maine remains quiet, allowing Wash to get lost in any memory he wants. Maine just remains there at his side as a stalwart reminder that he's here for him. Eventually one hand lifts and slides up and around Wash's hip to keep him close. They never really had to talk before now and as much as things have changed and happened between them, he doesn't think they really need to fill up all their silences with empty words. That they can have something like this is enough for now. ]