Post by The Swift Scout on Oct 2, 2013 15:06:20 GMT -5
Teemo doesn't give a verbal response. All of his energy is focused on carrying the yordle slung over his shoulder. With teeth gritted and sweat pouring, the scout manages to get a couple of feet from the front door of Rumble's workshop. The mechanic's struggling certainly isn't helping, however.
After a few more steps, he can't take the unbelievably burning sensation in his fractured heel, and Teemo collapses with Rumble on top of him. His face hits the ground fairly hard, though it shouldn't cause too much damage. It doesn't take long for everything to become a blur, a soft groan managing to escape the scout's throat as tear build in the corner of his eyes. Now he is the one unable to move due to the pain he is experiencing.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Oct 2, 2013 17:03:11 GMT -5
Rumble yelps when the scout drops, and he growls and eyes down at the scout. "I told you you'd get hurt! Now I have to carry you back! Grr..."
The mechanic crawls off of Teemo and attempts to haul the scout over his back, which proved to be way more difficult than he anticipated. The mechanic somehow managed to do it, but the pain from his own injuries kicked in instantly and he let out an agonizing groan for a moment.
"Ah-ow-OWWWW! Nngh... Geez, you weigh a ton! D'you carry bricks in yer pockets or somethin'?!"
Fortunately, the door wasn't very far, and Rumble somehow managed to carry Teemo over his back back to the workshop. Rumble dropped Teemo right behind the door and collapsed for a few seconds. He struggled to get up again and closed the door, then he laid Teemo down on the floor and put the injured ankle on a tiny stool. The mechanic decided to start bandaging himself before tending to his friend, so he wouldn't have to spill blood all over.
Post by The Swift Scout on Oct 2, 2013 20:48:34 GMT -5
Teemo doesn't bother resisting. He doesn't have the strength nor the clearness of mind to do so at the time. The pain in his foot eventually subsides, and thus so does the pain in his body, though he's still very exhausted by the time Rumble gets him inside. For a while the scout simply lays there silently, eyes closed and a forlorn expression on his face. Finally his eyes open a crack and he speaks.
"I'm sorry for kicking and dragging you like that, 'Bull. I can understand how you feel about going to the hospital. But... I don't have the tools here to stitch up those deep cuts of yours, and you really need to treat them." For another moment he remains silent, an eerie calm settling over the room. This is suddenly broken be a short, abrupt chuckle from the scout. "It was pretty stupid of me to think I could carry you all the way to the hospital with a fractured heel, huh?"
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Oct 8, 2013 15:33:14 GMT -5
"Oh yeah, totally," the mechanic mumbled grumpily. A long silence followed as Rumble continued to apply some ointment and bandage his cuts. He took off his ruined work shirt and pants so that he could wrap the bandage tape around his limbs, but he put on a white t-shirt and some shorts after he finished bandaging himself.
The yordle sighed and looked at Teemo again, scratching his ears as if he was momentarily contemplating something. "Yeah... You're right though. I do need to get these cuts stitched... even if I really hate the hospital," and he gritted his teeth on the last part of his sentence. Rumble stood up, though it took some effort, and he handed the scout's crutch to his friend.
"Well, you need to get yer foot treated too, 'specially after you damaged it again trying to carry me outta here," he chuckled. "I'm a mechanic, not a medic, so we c'n go to the hospital together." Rumble grinned and stuck out a hand for Teemo to grab so that he could get up.
Post by The Swift Scout on Oct 9, 2013 14:00:14 GMT -5
Teemo gives Rumble a jeering smirk and takes the crutch in one hand, the mechanic's hand in the other, and pulls himself up slowly. His balance isn't great at first, so the scout slips his arm across that of the other yordle, over his shoulder and around the neck for good grip. "Deal."
Working together, the two should be able to get to the hospital at a decent pace, though it'll still take them a fair amount of time. When they reach the door, Teemo turns his head to Rumble and for a moment seems a little shamefaced. "Just between you and me, I really don't like the hospital either. It's why I pushed for medical training to be a necessary component of all new recruits, even though they're only learning the basics. Some of us chose to learn a bit more."
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Oct 11, 2013 14:17:24 GMT -5
Rumble wrapped his arm around Teemo's shoulders to keep balance. Though the trek was still somewhat painful and the two were hobbling quite slowly, Rumble still kept a pretty good demeanor on.
"Well, we kin fume in the hospital together then," he chuckled. The two hobbled out of the workshop door, and Rumble promptly closed and locked the door shut, then they continued to pace slowly towards the workshop entrance. "Plus, I never really went into medical stuff. The stuff doctors do to their patients, jabbin' needles and stitching up yer skin? I get it helps, but it makes me feel like I'm Frakenstein," he murmured.
Post by The Swift Scout on Oct 13, 2013 15:46:59 GMT -5
Teemo chuckles back and leans on Rumble a little more, but not so much that it would be a burden. He'd really underestimated how much damage had been done to his heel, so walking on it now only hurt even more after the failed attempt at carrying his friend.
"Frankenstein, huh? Maybe not that extreme, but I get your point. It is necessary, though, so the best you can do is face reality and push on through. Just like with most things in life, I guess..." For a moment his expression becomes a bit more somber, but soon he looks up again at Rumble with a sheepish grin and a chuckle. "Besides, if it means getting better sooner, then I'd definitely rather go to a doctor than sit around doing nothing all day while my wounds heal, or even overwork and make them worse."
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Oct 15, 2013 19:02:01 GMT -5
Rumble purses his lips and frowns, still not completely convinced of the benefits of the hospital. Sure, maybe it'd be good for his wounds, but sitting in a bed all day doing nothing? I'll die of freaking boredom instead, he mused. At least Teemo will be there to keep me company...
"Meh... It's just so boring, though, laying in a bed all day. Do they even have anything to do at the hospital?" he scoffed. "It'll take an eternity to get outta there! ...Speaking of which, it's kinda taking an eternity getting there in the first place, too," the yordle added, even though the pair have barely been hobbling together for ten minutes. "How far away is the hospital again? 'S been a while since I got there."
Post by The Swift Scout on Oct 16, 2013 21:44:36 GMT -5
Teemo glances back along the road they'd taken, doing a rough estimate on how far they've traveled and how fast they're moving. It almost makes him cringe. At this rate it'll take them...
"Five... ten more minutes, at this rate. From what I remember it isn't too far from the city gates." He turns and looks at Rumble, expecting some kind of response. In doing so he scans his eyes over the mechanic's shoulders and up to Rumble's eyes, a soft smile forming on the scouts face. Spending some time might not be so bad after all with Ru-
Suddenly Teemo squints and shakes his head, trying to toss away thoughts like that. They'd become far too frequent and only seemed to do harm to not only himself but others as well. He'll have to learn to get these feelings under control better, similar to his feelings of remorse and fear.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Oct 17, 2013 2:28:16 GMT -5
Rumble sighs of exasperation at first, but then he recollects his thoughts and figures that ten minutes isn't really that much time to be walking. Maybe he shouldn't be complaining this much, he thought, but the wounds were hurting quite a bit. Teemo was right; Rumble did need to get those bloody cuts stitched up as soon as possible.
The mechanic had noticed his friend staring at his shoulders, then his eyes for quite a while. He found it even stranger when the scout looked away and shook his head. Rumble scratched his head for a moment, perplexed at his friends actions, but then he remembered that this wasn't the first time the scout had conflicting thoughts about a subject. Rumble chuckled and gave Teemo a nudge on the shoulders.
"Alright, ten minutes. I can deal with that," he laughed. "So, what's been on your mind lately?"
Post by The Swift Scout on Oct 17, 2013 13:09:45 GMT -5
When asked about what's on his mind, Teemo's ears twitch slightly and he gives Rumble a short, sideways glance. His expression remains steeled, but his ears betray him by slightly pulling back. "It's not important. Don't worry about it."
The scout's tone is somewhat cold. He makes a small attempt at quickening their pace, though he never says anything about it.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Oct 26, 2013 13:36:40 GMT -5
Rumble rolls his eyes and chuckles, giving Teemo a friendly but suspicious glance. He knew something was bothering his friend, but he decided that it would be best not to pursue the question right now. "Alright, whatever you say."
However, the mechanic is taken by surprise when Teemo suddenly start quickening their pace. He stumbles for a moment, but as soon as his right foot hits a fairly large rock, he trips painfully onto the rough ground. Rumble lands on one of his bandaged wounds and groans out in pain. He holds his arm and glares at Teemo, a tear squeezing itself out of his eye.
"Owww! Geez, what's with the rush?! The hospital ain't closing anytime soon! Ow ow ow..."
Post by The Swift Scout on Oct 28, 2013 11:51:49 GMT -5
Teemo pauses, his expression unchanging as he hunkers down to pull Rumble back to his feet. He immediately continues moving forward, whether or not Rumble decides to start walking. "Sorry," is all he says, practically tugging the other yordle along as he tries to maintain his pace.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Oct 30, 2013 1:45:12 GMT -5
The mechanic growls, annoyed by Teemo's stolid behavior and his unwilling attitude. As soon as he gets up, he quickly grabs Teemo's shoulder and turns him around swiftly, but not too recklessly that the scout would trip or experience pain on his injured foot. Rumble glared at the scout and attempted to look down on him, though being slightly smaller had its repercussions.
"Alright, what's wrong with you, Tee?! You've done this before the last time you visited me, you and yer mood swings. It's not helpin' either of us that you're bein' stale about this, so just cough up and tell me what's wrong." The blue yordle glared at his friend for a little bit longer, but then his eyes softened up and he loosened his grip on the scout.
"C'mon, I wouldn't want you or I to hurt yourself again. Don't do this, Tee..."
Post by The Swift Scout on Oct 30, 2013 14:24:35 GMT -5
Teemo flinches only slightly as he's turned around, gritting his teeth a bit. His eyes remain stoic, tone of voice cold yet only loud enough for Rumble to hear. "What's wrong is the fact that I'm still having feelings of attraction towards people I shouldn't feel attracted to. It's nothing you need to concern yourself with, therefor it's not important. Now if you don't mind I'd like to get to the hospital before I get those... thoughts again."
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