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nmpteenarchivedlol · 5 years

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[ mssg: ] does your team not mind your playing at four am ? ( @ bodhi )

[ text ] well one is deaf, one has noise cancelling headphones, and once the last one is asleep- she could sleep through a nuclear war.

[ text ] so i think i’m good, they haven’t complained yet.

[ text ] why do you ask? can you hear it from your room?

#becomestorm #` the half-dead one ` bodhi rem saffron #//i took forever responding to this but thank you i love you nine you make my heart happy

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nmpteenarchivedlol · 5 years

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one thing about getting your guts ripped out is that, even if you heal for the most part, there will always be a dependency on a medical person. though the bee hated that, he wanted to live for so much rather than die due to lack of tolerance towards his condition.

so he was on his stomach in the nurse’s office, hugging a pillow with a death grip to hide the shaking of his hands. when people messed with his life support, he always became nervous no matter how much his disposition wanted him to remain stoic. another thing he hated about being tended to, is that more often than not he would be tended to in a public setting. though because of all the public care taking, he had grown immune to the pain he had in regards to how he was like the way he is. the metal, mutant frog-like shaped, atlas contraption that wrapped around him always caught eyes.

thinking about playing his trumpet helped the quiet boy get through his doctor visits. soon he would be done and playing melodies alone, in peace. that’s all he could let himself think as the medical personnel tinkered with the life support controls on his back. he glanced around the room occasionally though, seeing people walking in and out and doing double takes at his back. eventually a familiar face wandered in, causing his endorphin level to jump a bit- more or less in relief, rather than happiness. as many times he came into this office, he still didn’t know the people as well as he knew the classmates he didn’t talk to.

` ren- `

bodhi croaked out, clearing his throat before speaking to the dragon once again.

` uh, wh.. what are you doing in the nurse’s office? `

` starter @becomestorm `

#` the half-dead one ` bodhi rem saffron #becomestorm #//SCREES @ U

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nmpteenarchivedlol · 5 years

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" how has practice been lately ? " they were pointing towards the trumpet, having just sat down on an opposing medical cot. bodhi wasn't being fitted with his fluids right now, but they tended to see each other semi - frequently in the medical wing. " can you play something ? "

his eyes averted from the ceiling to ren, then over to his instrument. a brow raised, some form of an elated feeling fluttering in his chest as he was asked about his favorite pastime. bodhi unfolded his hands from behind his head and sat up, clearing his hoarse throat into the sleeve of his shirt before speaking. stupid changing of the seasons, always seemed to get his throat all sore.

` good, i practice every chance i get. not many complain about the songs either, as long as i’m not awake at four in the morning playing- which is nice, i guess. `

he stated, reaching for the instrument and habitually pressing the buttons. a small smirk brightened his sickly appearance, and the blond tilted his head in curiosity.

` of course, what genre would you like to hear? `

#becomestorm #//listen nine i appreciate you you dont understand how much i needed this #//i never get asks regarding his talent ugh my heart #//listen hes good and sometimes gets cocky about it ngl #` the half-dead one ` bodhi rem saffron

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nmpteenarchivedlol · 5 years

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bandage, for bodhi.

` you know, for a person that looks so graceful- you’re pretty klutzy. `

the bee muttered, digging through the first aid kit he had stashed in his dorm. ren sat at a desk in the room, dealing with an unfortunate and harsh scrape on their knee.

` too bad you used up your aura during our sparing match. `

there was a light smirk on his face as he turned back to the other student, medical supplies in his hands. there was no need to stop by the medical wing, given they both had enough knowledge to apply a bandaid. bodhi placed the stuff on the nearby desk and pulled up a chair beside ren, patting his leg to gesture ren to prop their leg on his lap.

` i kid, though you should have known that step was there- given you walk up the steps everyday to get into the dorm. `

he reached for the antiseptic wipe, tearing it open and carefully touching the injury. once it was cleaned to his satisfaction, he lifted ren’s leg slighty, to bend their knee, and put the bandage on the scuff. flicking the faunus’ shoe, he rolled his head over to look at them.

` i only have so many bandages though, and my teammate has a habit of running into things. can’t give them out all willy nilly. `

` meme bandage patch them up when they get hurt `

#becomestorm #` the half-dead one ` bodhi rem saffron #//ignore the blood in his icon mainly used it for the smile hes got LOL #//love the faunus friendos

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nmpteenarchivedlol · 5 years

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#` the silent one ` h.k. 'ele'ele #` the angry one ` skidmore rubicund #` the half-dead one ` bodhi rem saffron #` the reserved one ` rezeve pwomet #/amaline tag #` the weird one ` calysta archie

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nmpteenarchivedlol · 7 years

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