Agent North

[bothbarrels]

● Agent North Dakota | Andrew Engelsen
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[infailtration]

[ York doesn't even know who that is, but he hopes the real one is okay. He's more worried over North right now, though, and holds out his hand for the ointment tube. ]

Let me do that for you. What exploded, anyway?

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[ North hands the ointment over and sits back a little more against the wall. ]

Would you believe it was a sword? That guy with the French accent, Remy? He has some kind of powers that make objects explode.

[infailtration]

I would, considering I can walk through walls now. But that's quite a power.

[ York leans onto one knee on the bed so he can get close enough to reach out and lift North's arm up to start gently dotting himself. They're not as bad as he thought from the color, but if the blisters pop they could cause some real grief. ]

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Thanks. I think there's a few I can't see. I had my arms up when it happened.

[ North looks at York awkwardly perched there and motions toward himself. ]

Come on, sit down.

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[ York huffs at himself a little then sinks down to sit properly and keeps working. His touch is incredibly gentle, trying not to disturb the little spots of hurt. ]

There's a couple on the back of this one. I'll get 'em all, don't worry.

So did you kick its ass?

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[ North breathes out a little chuckle, letting his head droop back against the wall. ]

I'd like to say yes, but I mostly just stood there and blocked the way so it wouldn't get out of the room. Actually, there was a teenage girl there, I think she said her name was Cure Passion? She did most of the work. But Remy's explosion ability definitely helped too.

[ York's touch is, indeed, incredibly gentle. There's just a few spots on his torso that make him wince slightly, despite how careful York's being. From what he'd noticed earlier, they were the largest splatters. ]

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Let's call that a general 'you' and say yes, you guys kicked its ass.

[ York finishes up dabbing the ointment on and caps the tube. ]

There. You should probably hang out shirtless for a little while or that'll make a mess.

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[ He grins. ]

I'll take credit like that, then, sure.

[ He glances down at his torso after that. ]

I probably will. Probably going to get to sleep soon. This has been a bitch of a day.

[infailtration]

[ York nods, thinking about offering to stay but he's not even a little tired and might keep North up just by being there. He doesn't move just yet, but he'll leave when the other soldier wants to crash. ]

Yeah, get some rest. Want me to scoot so you can lie down?

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Not yet.

[ North yawns, though, after saying this. ]

I'll settle in after this stuff dries up a little.

[infailtration]

...North, you're exhausted. Just lie on your good side.

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[ North smiles at York. ]

South's outside, you know. I think she's waiting on you to leave.

[ Which is about the same as saying please leave, York in this situation, as kindly as he can say it. ]

I'll be fine.

[infailtration]

Okay.

[ York stands easily, even though there's the temptation to stay to talk to D and harass South a bit -- this isn't the time. ]

Get some rest, though, let me know how you're feeling.

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I will. Don't worry about me.

[ He says this as if he hadn't just gone unarmed into a confrontation with a supernatural enemy, as if he hadn't just risked his life. To him it's an everyday affair. ]

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I'm allowed to worry about whoeverr I want.

[ That's what happens when you care about somebody, North. But York will go. He heads for the door, seeing South in fact waiting outside. ]

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[ North chuckles at that and gives him a little wave. ]

Fine, fine. But I'm okay.

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You got lucky, man.

[ It's the closest he's gotten to scolding North for going in unprepared, and it's still a gentle scold. He lifts a hand to wave back. ]

I'll see you.

[ And then he's gone. ]