Post by The Mechanized Menace on Jan 3, 2013 20:34:33 GMT -5
Rumble rolls his eyes and growls at Teemo. The idiot...
Rumble lifts his head up and sighs, clearly unhappy. He's still in too much pain to move, so Rumble drops his head and lies still. "Well I guess we're both gonna be stuck here until someone finds us, towelbutt."
Post by The Swift Scout on Jan 3, 2013 20:43:49 GMT -5
Teemo cringes in pain, though it was hard for him to tell what was hurting more: his chin, his stomach, or his heart. It was enough to make his eyes water, and stung worse than any dart he'd shot before.
Stiffly he rolls his head to one side, trying to not get blood on Rumble's pants, though he has to put a hand on the leg to keep himself steady. Breathing heavily, for he was having a hard time breathing, Teemo sits silent for a moment to think before speaking.
"Why, Rumble...? What else is there... to talk about?"
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Jan 3, 2013 21:00:31 GMT -5
Rumble really wanted to return to his room right now, but the pain was posing a big problem. He attempts to raise his head to face Teemo, but drops it again and sighs. Rumble reaches into his pocket, pulls out Teemo's letter, and holds it in front of Teemo's face.
"I'd like to know more about this... especially that little strikethrough."
Post by The Swift Scout on Jan 3, 2013 21:08:52 GMT -5
Teemo's eyes widen when he sees the letter he'd written, having figured that most of what was there would go unnoticed or not cared for. With great trouble he lifts his head to see the letter more, his breathing becoming even more difficult. The lack of blinking cause the tears built up to leak out into his already soaked fur, painfully.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Jan 3, 2013 21:46:17 GMT -5
Rumble sighs and pockets the letter. He grunts and gets on his legs with great difficulty. Rumble nearly falls down again, but he holds on the ladder for support.
"...We can either go to the attic or to my room for this. Granted, both places are gonna be hard to get to, ya know."
Post by The Swift Scout on Jan 3, 2013 21:52:40 GMT -5
Teemo gets up slowly, glancing from the ladder to the open door down the hall. His ears twitch as the sound of footsteps approaches. Without a second though he puts an arm under Rumbles and around to his shoulder, and moves towards the door with a newfound adrenaline. When they reach the room he hurries Rumble over to the bed, then heading back to the door to close it quickly but quietly. His energy gone, Teemo stumbles backwards for a moment before falling on his back, breathing heavily and a pained expression on his face. He didn't say a word.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Jan 3, 2013 21:58:27 GMT -5
Rumble looks at Teemo with a surprised expression. "...Not bad, bud. I see why they send you for those dangerous missions." He's about to pull the note again to show Teemo, but he notices that Teemo's energy is completely drained. Rumble decides to wait until Teemo is ready to respond and discuss the issue.
Post by The Swift Scout on Jan 3, 2013 22:17:35 GMT -5
Eventually Teemo's breathing becomes less forced and painful, and his eyes open slightly. He seems tired and worn. Soon his breathing would return to normal entirely and a sullen expression would loom on Teemo's face.
"...I'm... sorry I eavesdropped on you. It was rude and inconsiderate, especially for a scout of my rank. I... I just...I'm...so...I don't..."
My slams his fist on the floor in frustration, cringing and closing his eyes to prevent himself from tearing up again. His voice was quivering just as much as his lower lip.
"I'm sorry for writing you that stupid letter, okay?"
He was biting his tongue at this point, trembling on the floor with his eyes squeezed shut. How could I be so stupid... thinking I could do more than kill...
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Jan 4, 2013 4:34:46 GMT -5
Rumble, who's still lying down on the bed, turns his head towards Teemo. He pulls out the letter and reads it one more time, then sighs.
"That's why ya gotta think before doing these things, bud... It'll save ya a whole lotta trouble in the future." He puts the letter down on the table and chuckles. "Can't say I was expecting a letter like that though..."
Rumble looks at Teemo one more time and notices his depressed state. He turns away and stares at the ceiling, but he still speaks to Teemo. "Hey, c'mon bud, why are ya feeling so down? Sure, maybe ya eavesdropped on me, wrote me that later, and made me fall down... but that's what life is! It's up to ya if you're gonna learn from your mistakes! You're certianly learning, so why are ya so sad?"
Post by The Swift Scout on Jan 4, 2013 7:29:59 GMT -5
Teemo is silent for a few minutes, his trembling ceasing and his jaw un-clenching. He sits up slowly and turns to Rumble, standing to show his whole body. His expression was serious, but tired and in pain, his fur still wet and sticking out in places, his whole chin now a deep shade of red with streaks going down his neck and into his red mane.
"Why am I so sad? Look at me Rumble. Does this look like a captain of the Scouts of the Mothership to you? I've never been so low in my life. I didn't have problems with feelings before, because the only people I knew outside the fields was Poppy and Trist. Sure, there were feelings, but I didn't know any of you well enough for them to get in the way. And now that things are calming down and I've got a lot of time at home... it gives me a lot of time to think about stuff like this. It just doesn't help that I'm so stupid when it comes to this stuff... stuff that doesn't end up with my target dead in the end."
He turns his eyes down and to the side, not caring that his eyes were a little wet or that be probably looked like an idiot, standing tall (metaphorically) yet clothed in nothing but a small blanket.
"It was stupid of me to think I had a chance to have feelings for someone instead of wanting to kill them..." he mutters.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Jan 5, 2013 12:46:46 GMT -5
Rumble groans and covers his eyes with one hand. "Oh, boy..." He removes his hand and turns toward Teemo with a serious expression on his face.
"So you're sad just 'cause ya can't deal with the feelings you have? Well bud, that's a problem you have to fix, not me." Rumble sighs. He knew he wasn't handling the situation well, but he still continued to speak. "Listen, Tee, of course you're going to get feelings at some point in your lifetime. Don't think that you're one of those special ones that don't. In fact, you're a lot more likely to get feelings than longlegs are, 'cause us yordles are know for socializing!" Rumble chuckles to himself and mutters, "Well, at least most of us are..."
Rumble sighs again and stares at the ceiling. "I can certainly tell you one thing though: Crying about it ain't gonna help your case at all. Actually, it's probably gonna make it worse 'cause all you're doing is putting yourself down. Ya gotta be brave and embrace your... feelings..." With his last statement, Rumble's speech slowed down with every word, for he knew that he was being very hypocritical of himself.
Post by The Swift Scout on Jan 5, 2013 13:27:23 GMT -5
Teemo stares at Rumble for a while before turning his eyes to the floor bitterly.
"I don't even understand my feelings. Maybe that's why I'm so... upset over it. Really, I don't even know what I'm so upset about. But... you're right. I shouldn't cry over it. And I don't, it's just... lately it's been a bit much, and without my missions to take the stress off it just gets more frustrating. I want to embrace my feelings, Rumble. But the people I've had feelings for...? They would probably sooner try to avoid me than get to know me if they knew. I mean... well... it's complicated. I don't know if you'd understand."
He scratches the back of his neck, adjusting the blanket because it was almost falling down. The scout didn't know how much Rumble understood about his secret, but he gave the mechanic a glance that was very uncharacteristic of himself. He seemed lost, broken, and longing for something, but also determined and brave enough to look for it.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Jan 5, 2013 13:57:59 GMT -5
For a while, the conversation made Rumble forget that Teemo had a crush on him. Rumble had been focusing more on making Teemo feel better rather than the letter itself. Rumble turns towards Teemo and lets out a small chuckle.
"Heh, whaddya mean they'd try to avoid you? You're one of the most popular yordles in Bandle! Why would they try to run away from you, bud?"
Post by The Swift Scout on Jan 5, 2013 14:11:28 GMT -5
Teemo pauses, the confusion now controlling his expression. He glances around a few times, trying to find the right words before turning and stepping closer to Rumble. He has to get right up next to the bed in order to whisper, in case some yordle was sneaking around and listening in on the conversation.
"I... I always thought that if people knew I had feelings for some of the other males, they would stop believing in me. Thinking that I was some kind of freak that wasn't worthy of protecting his city. I worked very hard to get where I am, and I don't want that ruined because it's not normal. It's... why I never... told anyone... except Trist. We tell each other everything, like I said, and she makes me feel okay with who I am. I haven't gotten to see her lately because she's been busy with the Megling units... probably why I'm starting to get worked up so easy."
He doesn't realize that he'd been rambling more to himself than Rumble, not keeping any eye contact and appearing very worried.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Jan 5, 2013 21:44:42 GMT -5
Rumble turns his head away from Teemo, partly because Teemo suddenly got closer to him in just a towel. However, Teemo's first statement also caused Rumble to remember the letter.
"Oh... right," he grumbled. Rumble turns his head slightly towards the ceiling. "Um... So you and Trist always talk to each other about your problems, huh? Heh, must be nice that she's always out for ya..." Rumble turns his head away from Teemo again. He mutters in a quiet voice, "Wonder if she'd do the same for me, too..."
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