[ Okay while he totally gets the dreaming part, the second part just earns her a kind of startled, hollow laugh. ]
Whatever wasn't documented physically between US Weekly and the National Inquirer is gonna be on youtube. You can look it up for yourself later. [ Because he's not doing this right now.
That does, of course, lend to the question of what they will do then. ] You wanna watch a movie or something? Listen to music?
Can I punch them? The tabloids, I mean. [ Because wow fuck that, grieving kids shouldn't have to deal with tabloids on top of that and the way his laugh sounded right there made her so immeasurably angry for a moment. ] I'm not gonna look it up. [ If he's not going to tell her, she doesn't want to know. The point isn't finding out by herself. It never is.
A moment of restless shifting, an exhale, and she makes an expression with her face that could pass for a shrug under the right circumstances. ] I don't know what I want.
You can, but it would be about twenty five years out of date. I doubt any of the same people are working there now. [ It wouldn't help anything now anyway. Tabloids are as much a part of life as metal, at this point.
Also just saying he's not sure what to do with the 'not looking it up' thing. Curiosity is one thing - wanting to hear it only from him is something else entirely. ]
How about what you don't want? I'll start - you don't want to dream.
Then I'll track them down individually and punch them. [ Something she would actually consider a reasonable use of her skillset. Those are bad guys.
The outside view isn't the one that really gives her any insight. Sure, a glossed over version of events, but it doesn't tell her the reality of it or how he felt about it, and that's what she cares about, so. And okay, that's - well, it's a reasonable start. ]
I don't want to remember. But I'm not supposed to get drunk on medication, am I.
[ She'll have to ask him something like that when he's in a state such that he already feels vulnerable and okay with exposing just a bit more. Until then, she's going to get deflections. ]
I'm not actually a doctor, so if you want to get drunk on medication, I can probably swing that.
[ She'll find that moment someday, or at least she'll certainly keep a definite eye out for it. She wants to know everything, which is hypocritical of her but she's okay with that. ]
You are so a doctor. That's terrible doctoring etiquette. At least your bedside manner's good.
Edited (IDK WHAT I'M DOING) 2013-01-24 05:24 (UTC)
It works fine for me. Worked fine for me. See? All good. [ Patting her stomach a little. Look at her, all fixed. Mostly at least. Well on her way. ] I've had way worse doctors.
[ He leans over to smooth his fingers over the mark himself, assurance. ] Does seem to be working within parameters. [ Back to her. ] It's because they were less good looking than me, right? It's okay, you can say it.
[ She watches him as he does, just sort of drinking in his presence because she's starved for care, for the concept of people giving a damn whether she's hurt beyond her tactical usefulness in that moment. It's so strange to have him here, but it's pretty much wonderful too. ] They were uglier compared to you, but mostly they were just jackasses. Or didn't have any training.
Most things are. [ It's still a little absent, mouth on auto-pilot until he decides it's time to come back to reality for a little while longer. ] I'm glad you're okay now though. I'm not sure.... Well, I'm glad you're here.
that would be so cool i would basically call you doctor at every opportunity. doctor jansen
[ She was going to make some stupid comment about his ego or something, but it dies when he says that second half of things and she looks at him carefully, studying. ] I'm gonna be here a while yet. Too tough for anything else. [ more subdued ] Thank you.
like, 89% of the reason i want to be a doctor, tbh
[ she can still say it he doesn't actually want to have a serious conversation. as evidenced by the pause and recovery. ] Reflects poorly on my superhero image if the people I live with die in alleys.
how do you feel about the weather today, doctor. tell me your feelings, doctor. all day every day
[ well now she's curbing herself from some sort of stupid statistic on types of superhero deaths because that's something she actually researched and knows. ] I'm pretty sure Natasha's immortal.
I think she'd take it as a compliment, you know, with that face she makes that sort of looks like she's quietly amused, deep, deep down, but isn't going to let anyone like you see it in a million years. It's like she's always making diamonds or something, internally.
They're crazy. Definitely them who are the crazy ones in this equation. [ In a lot of ways Natasha reminds her both of herself and of some of the people she used to work with. ]
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What did you do?
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Whatever wasn't documented physically between US Weekly and the National Inquirer is gonna be on youtube. You can look it up for yourself later. [ Because he's not doing this right now.
That does, of course, lend to the question of what they will do then. ] You wanna watch a movie or something? Listen to music?
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A moment of restless shifting, an exhale, and she makes an expression with her face that could pass for a shrug under the right circumstances. ] I don't know what I want.
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Also just saying he's not sure what to do with the 'not looking it up' thing. Curiosity is one thing - wanting to hear it only from him is something else entirely. ]
How about what you don't want? I'll start - you don't want to dream.
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The outside view isn't the one that really gives her any insight. Sure, a glossed over version of events, but it doesn't tell her the reality of it or how he felt about it, and that's what she cares about, so. And okay, that's - well, it's a reasonable start. ]
I don't want to remember. But I'm not supposed to get drunk on medication, am I.
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I'm not actually a doctor, so if you want to get drunk on medication, I can probably swing that.
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You are so a doctor. That's terrible doctoring etiquette. At least your bedside manner's good.
lmao
What? How did you know that? Did I tell you that? My bed anything is exquisite.
cries
You've been fixing me up. I like your bedside manner.
it'll be okay
are you sure
trust me, i'm a doctor.
you are not a doctor but i trust you regardless
i might be one, someday
that would be so cool i would basically call you doctor at every opportunity. doctor jansen
like, 89% of the reason i want to be a doctor, tbh
how do you feel about the weather today, doctor. tell me your feelings, doctor. all day every day
doctor who?
i can't remember
awwww yeah
that is super effective
y thx
(doctor)
I hope she would be complimented, because I bet she'll find out I said that somehow.
Ph. D.
Yeah she probably will. One of the other reasons she's terrifying.
work it
I'm hiding behind you.
move that bitch kuh-crazy
grabby hands
well i thought i had it but i can't find it one day i will
i will wait
~for you baby~~~
you're so nice to me 8D
<3<3
ily2
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