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Post by Sapphire on Jan 21, 2012 11:38:22 GMT -5
"I'm Barney Stinson." The blonde said, giving a sheepish smile. He didn't have a fancy title like the two brunettes he just met, but that didn't really matter right now. The blonde was too wrapped up in his own worries and insecurites to really care about anything. "So you guys are doctors, huh?" he asked, trying to make conversation. "A person I used to know almost dated a doctor chick." Why did the people the blonde was trying to forget keep popping up in his mind?
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Post by Mo on Jan 21, 2012 11:58:49 GMT -5
Sheldon twitched.
"'Almost dated a doctor chick?'"
"Here we go," Leonard would usually say, impending the oncoming rant.
But Sheldon stopped himself before he went off on a tangent. The way it was worded annoyed him greatly, and as much of stickler as he was for grammatical correctness, he realized it likely wasn't appropriate for him to ramble on about something so silly.
Yes, there were still more important things to deal with.
Like... his possibly fractured hand, for one. He had no idea what to do about that besides dam up the bleeding.
And there was also the fact that he killed Penny.
He coughed uncomfortably, trying to hide the fear rising in his gut. This was exactly what he was running from. He had killed Penny. Killed her. He couldn't even remember the reason why. He would never be able to show his face around Los Robles again knowing that one horrifying detail that kept gnawing at the back of his mind.
"It is... ah, a pleasure to meet you both, John Dorian and Barney Stinson," Sheldon gave a haphazard attempt at a complimentary reply to the introductions. "It seems quite odd that three rather unsettled people happened to find each other all at once. Beware the whimsy of fate, they say."
...
Wait. That sounded a bit off.
Oh yes, he'd made a very offhand assumption. Unsettled people. How could he tell? He couldn't really, but something in the looks in their eyes just said "troubled". One of his friends might have flinched a bit at that, as these two men appeared to be normal, but...
Oh my, he needed to stop thinking like that. Over-analyzing the situation wouldn't get him anywhere.
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Post by Kitexa on Jan 21, 2012 17:29:17 GMT -5
Well.
Didn't that statement throw him off guard.
"Un...unsettled?" JD repeated, sounding far more well....unsettled than he would have liked. "What...what makes you think that?"
How about because you're stammering, for one?
Will you SHUT UP?
Grip on his wrist tightened as he looked from his brown-haired addressor to the blond named after a Flinstone.
Rubble, technically, inner voice self-corrected and once again, that twinge of remorse struck his heart. He almost missed daydreaming sometimes.
Almost...
Crap.
He was spacing out again, wasn't he?
Pay attention, dammit!
.....
....
Finding something else to say might be a good idea first....
Dammit.
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Post by Sapphire on Jan 21, 2012 17:37:49 GMT -5
Unsettling That was a suprise. He was Barney! The awesomest, most legendary person in the world! Well you were he reminded himself. Anger rose to the surface and a snarl flashed over his face. It dissapeared as soon as it came. The blonde had to agree with the brunette. All three of them seemed unsettled by something. Even himself.
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Post by Mo on Jan 21, 2012 17:55:10 GMT -5
"I-I'm not sure," Sheldon stuttered, lapsing briefly into a childlike whimper. It kept on replaying in his head-- that quick twist of the knife... there was so much blood, it was unreal. Maybe it was unreal. Maybe he'd just imagined it.
Don't be ridiculous. You killed Penny. You killed her, and you can't just say sorry and bring her back. She's dead. Penny's dead.
"Penny's dead," he muttered to himself.
He shook his head. "I... I apologize if I... offended you. I may not be quite as knowledgeable concerning body language and emotional situations as a whole, but... I-I don't know..."
Huh.
Wasn't that the story of his life. I don't know.
Yes, he didn't know something. For once. For once in his life he didn't know. He was so used to being right, or at least convincing himself that he was always right... it hurt to realize that he didn't have an answer. What to do with himself, what to do with the situation, these men, his own injuries-- he didn't know.
"I don't know..."
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Post by Kitexa on Jan 21, 2012 18:11:27 GMT -5
Something in the young doctor seized when the brunette--Sheldon, he'd called himself--spoke this time around. That tone, expression body language....
It was all far too familiar.
"Hey...it's...it's okay not to know..." he fumbled, scraping together what he hoped sounded like sympathy. "I'm not...you know, gonna berate you or anything." Eyes grew darker, voice dropping "No one deserves that kind of treatment..." I didn't.........but that didn't stop them, did it...
Realizing he'd again started to delve into that cavern called his mind, JD sighed. "Sorry....I've had a rough couple days--" cut it out, he's a stranger, you don't burden strangers with your baggage "--guess I'm a little on edge."
You GUESS?
I thought I told you to shut up...
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Post by Mo on Jan 21, 2012 18:25:36 GMT -5
Sheldon simply nodded to JD, trying not to look like a lost child on the verge of tears. It was hard, as that... was essentially what he was. A lost, overgrown child, separated from what he called home and his guilt tearing at him.
"Sorry....I've had a rough couple days-- guess I'm a little on edge."
Sheldon perked up a bit. "Then I was right," he said. "I suppose you could say that... that I can relate."
Relate with other people. Ridiculous. But nonetheless, he felt like he could sympathize.
He turned to Barney and asked, "Am right I to assume you are a bit 'on edge' as well?"
A bit too strong.
"...Sorry..."
You dumbass, you just don't know, do you?
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Post by Sapphire on Jan 21, 2012 18:38:29 GMT -5
If he were his regular self, Barney would've just changed the subject and push his feelings down. But he wasn't himself. With a bit of a grimance, the blonde nodded. It was odd, how he could relate to these strangers he just met. They were more supportive than, certain people had ever been. "It's just been a bit rough, I guess." The man just gave a shrug of indiference. Even though he wasn't his normal self, he still liked to keep a bit of a barrier up. Oh how he hated feeling so vaunerable.
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Post by Kitexa on Jan 21, 2012 18:51:36 GMT -5
It was all JD could do not to gape.
Of all the....bizarre, crazy and fucked up things in the world, what were the chances of finding two other men going through a difficult time in a bathroom in the middle of freaking nowhere?
Irony, thou art a mysterious thing.
"Don't....appologize" the doctor answered tentatively, absentmindedly wringing his left wrist again "I...have been on edge lately."
Watch yourself, Inner voice cautioned, temporarily deterring his attention, don't cave too quickly....you still don't know these men.
Maybe not....but...this was the first time in...a long while he felt someone out there might understand what he was going through.
He was willing to put himself on the line-- a little, anyway--if it meant finding some much-needed common ground.
"Guess you could say it's me against the world right now..."
Or the world against ME....
But there was no need to victimize himself at the moment.
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Post by Mo on Jan 21, 2012 19:02:03 GMT -5
"Oh I concur, John Dorian... or should I say JD," he added quickly with a tiny bob of the head to correct himself. "For all of my life I have been, as you say, 'against the world', recent events in particular leading up to a reaction of flight from my former residence to here."
He paused for a moment and added, surely voicing the two other men's thoughts, "What an odd thing it is. As unlikely as the concept of predestination is, it is inexplicably uncanny that we all should find ourselves with common ground."
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Post by Kitexa on Jan 21, 2012 20:25:52 GMT -5
"I was just thinking that. It's..." Weird? Creepy? "....a relief after...." He paused, reminding himself AGAIN not to go running his mouth and fuck things up like he usually did "....after everything."
Sporadic curiosity sparked again and the young doctor wondered if these two--Sheldon and Barney--had undergone the same kind of....circumstances he had. Probably not exactly (that'd be a little TOO bizarre) but...maybe something close to it? Something to give them that downtrodden voice and steely eyes?
"aah--"
Sudden hiss drew his attention back to his lower arm. Riiight...that hurts when you squeeze too hard, idiot.
Fuck off. Least it's stopped bleeding.
Oh YEAH. Now you just gotta wash it out. Good luck explaining THAT.
I can handle myself---
Like you're doing SO well with that NOW?
Just leave me ALONE!
"Uh....would you fellas mind if I --" he started, gesturing to the sink with his head. "I'll just be a second or two.."
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Post by Sapphire on Jan 21, 2012 21:32:50 GMT -5
Barney thought for a minute. "I suppose so." How odd was this, how very odd. And they all seemed to be betrayed in a way or two. An old spark came to his mind. A bit of the old Barney was back. Why not do what he did best.
Revenge
A huge grin came over his face, almost like a madman's. What an idea this was, how could he not have thought of it sooner? Punish the thing that punished you. Namely the past. "Boys, I've just thought of a great idea. And unbelievably great idea. Have you ever heard of a little thing called payback?"
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Post by Mo on Jan 21, 2012 22:01:25 GMT -5
"You may," Sheldon replied with a nod to JD, noticing the bleeding on his wrists, but not saying anything else on the matter. Maybe he was getting better at social interactions after all.
When Barney spoke, he listened with his head tilted to the side curiously.
"Boys, I've just thought of a great idea. And unbelievably great idea. Have you ever heard of a little thing called payback?"
"Well, I should hope all of us are familiar with the term," he replied. "Otherwise I would be very concerned." He shrugged and bobbed his head as a small gesture, "But go on."
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Post by Sapphire on Jan 22, 2012 17:46:29 GMT -5
Why didn't he think of it before. Punish the people who did you wrong. "I assume we all have our own problems to deal with, and I'm sure there are certain people who just stood there and didn't do anything." A grin the Cheshire Cat would've been envious of stretched across the blonde's face. "Well why don't we give it right back."
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Post by Kitexa on Jan 22, 2012 17:56:05 GMT -5
JD had fallen quiet for a time, focus temporarily deterred to the marks on his wrist and cleaning them out without the others asking questions (not that they would; nobody bothered asking him about his well-being anymore dammit you're doing it again cut it OUT). However, he hadn't stopped listening...and what he heard him was....horrendously familiar to his current life's story.
Payback.....paying those back for ignoring him? Standing by and not giving a damn as he fell apart right before their blind eyes?
"I....don't know about that" He murmured, drying himself off and re-applying the paper towels. He turned, but didn't meet their eyes. "I mean....even if I wanted to--I'm not sure if...." he sighed. "Revenge....it's never done anything but backfired on me."
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