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dressed in black

Who: Daisy Johnson, Jesse Pinkman, Matt Murdock and YOU
When: November 27th
Where: Planet camp
What: Daisy wakes up from cryo
Warnings: Slight gore, brief nudity. Otherwise will update as necessary

For Jesse:
[To say Daisy woke up disorientated was an understatement. The searing pain in her arm, where she had broken it to the point that honestly she could lose use of it. Her shoulder also hurt a lot, as she had been shot by a member of the Watchdogs just minutes ago. Or at least it had been, but then she woke up here more confused than ever.

She remembered not remembering this place, until she was back here and all the memories came flooding back to her. They were still stuck on this planet. Stumbling out of the chamber, it became apparent pretty quickly that she was naked. In a panic, Daisy grabbed the first thing she saw that at least covered her partially. People were staring, which only made her want to get the hell out of there that much faster. She could feel the blood dripping down her bare back as she attempted to cover at least the important parts of her.

Talk about a hot mess.]

For Matt:

[Daisy hadn’t been back long, so things were still difficult for her considering she was thrown back into this. Like dealing with the crap she had been back home wasn’t bad enough. At least here she wasn’t a wanted criminal.

It was hard to keep her distance when so many other people were hurting, emotionally, from this wreck. Apparently she hadn’t been gone long, but she still did her best to stay out of peoples way. However, when she spotted someone she hadn’t seen in years walking in her direction, Daisy couldn’t help herself.]

Matt?

OTA:

[Daisy looks physically different. Her hair is darker and grown out slightly, and there’s a scar on her face that wasn’t there until coming back. She’s also keeping to herself a lot more. Still, if she sees someone in need of help, or asking for it, she will. A lot of her time is spent walking around, unable to keep still. Even if that’s exactly what her body needs right now in order to heal from the gun shot wound and her arm being in the state it’s in.]

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You don't even know what they look like.

[Which, duh, is the point of the joke.

Suddenly aware how very naked she is, save for the shirt he had given her, Daisy starts playing with the rings on her finger.]

I should probably find my pacdisc and give you this shirt back.

[Yeah, that's now covered in dry patches of blood from her gunshot wound.]

[ An E.T.-looking Daisy, though? Yikes.

He has a tonne of questions rattling through his brain about this whole spliced-with-alien-DNA thing and her superpower, but he doesn't want to pry. Not right now, anyway. ]

It's cool. Think it matters more that you rest than worry about that.

This is honestly the most amount of sleep I've gotten in a few weeks. Besides, I'm realizing I'm not wearing any underwear and I seriously need to get my food out of there.

[She's not sure how to get up without flashing him though.]

Do you know if they put any unclaimed pacdiscs anywhere?

[ Jesse is already shifting on his knees, scooting his way towards the now mangled up entrance of the tent. ]

I'll go look.

[She won't fight him on this one. She isn't sure she could actually stand up right now, because even just sitting here her body feels like it's buzzing. More than normal anyway.]

Be careful.

[ Scrambling out of the tent on all fours, Jesse goes on the hunt for Daisy's pacdisc. He winds up at a few different tents set up for checking people over, salvaged goods, and lost property. About twenty minutes later, there's movement at the entrance of the lopsided tent and Jesse's head pokes through. ]

Success, yo.

[ Producing her pacdisc through the tent entrance and holding it out for her to take. ]

[Daisy spends the time he's gone to let everyone sink in, which probably wasn't the best idea ever. She does perk up when the tent starts moving. Relieved that he actually found it, and even more relieved that he was back.]

How the hell did you even find it?

[Reaching for it, Daisy started to unpack some things just to get to her clothes. She had saved the cactus cooler, because clearly that was important. Of course she reached over to hand him one.]

Thank you. Seriously.

Luck, I guess.

[ He hesitates as she instantly starts going through the pacdisc; he wonders if he ought to just slip back out and leave her be. Even with how fucked up the tent is now.

But... oh. Cactus cooler? His eyes dart from Daisy to the can and back to her again. ]

...You sure?

[Of all the things she was concerned about right now, losing a can of cactus cooler was not one of them.]

I think it's the least I can do after everything you've done for me.

[And had to deal with her drugged up ass. Finally finding some of her clothes, Daisy pulled out everything she needed and stuffed everything else back in.]

Could you give me a minute? Then I can give this back to you.

['This' being his poor shirt.]

[ Jesse hesitantly reaches out for the can. But then, with her wanting to change, Jesse gives a nod. ]

Lemme know when you're decent.

[ He withdraws from the tent to give her privacy, climbing to his feet... and takes to staring over the tattered tent with a wry chew of his bottom lip. Damn thing's gonna need to be fixed up. Maybe if he hadn't done such a shit job in the first place, the tent wouldn't have gotten so tossed around from Daisy launching him with her... whatever powers it is she's got. ]

That might take a while then.

[See? She can be sarcastic, she's totally fine. As soon as he's out of there, Daisy gets out of his shirt and puts it on the ground. It does take her a few minutes to finish getting changed. Mostly because it hurt like a bitch.

She feels grimy but at least she's in clean clothes? The tent needed to be fix though, which is why she gets out of it as soon as she's done.]

Sorry for screwing up your tent. I'll help you fix it.

[ Jesse does think, while the seconds tick on, that maybe he should be offering to help Daisy out with her injuries. In fact, he's about to tentatively call into the tent to ask her if she needs help when the tent jostles about with her making her way out of it. He reaches a hand down to help her get to her feet. ]

Nah. Nah, it's cool. I'll sort it out. [ A gesture to her injured arm. ] You can't be doin' stuff like that with that arm of yours.

Good thing I have two then, right?

[Daisy reaches out and part of the roof caves in further. Yikes.]

I really screwed this up.

[ Ah, crap. The tent has well and truly caved in. Jesse stares down at it with a deflated "hm" look on his face. ]

To be fair, I did a pretty shit job putting this thing up in the first place.

I am such an idiot.

[She had her pack tucked under her arm, but reached for it and knelt down on the ground again. After packing what she had taken out, she's doing it all over again.]

I totally forgot I have a tent in here.

...Are you serious?

[ Jesse doesn't know why he finds that so funny, but suddenly he's letting out a laugh. ]

[Because she was an idiot? Either way, Daisy looks up at him just long enough to give him a 'look' before she's sifting through all of her items again.]

Why the hell did I shove it so far down in here?

[She's only got a few bags of Doritos left, and some of the cactus cooler. yeah, good job, she can totally survive off of that. Also her body wash wish she'll use with what, exactly?

Finally she finds it and pulls it out.]

Here. You can have this one. Since I totally ruined yours.

[ He's laughing to himself while she's digging through her pac-disc, his laughter tapering off into a grin. Until she's pulling out her tent and telling him he can have it. That grin turns into a lopsided line, a look of "are you being for real?" ]

C'mon. Seriously?

[She's probably going to regret saying this:]

Or we could share it.

[ Well... Jesse purses his lips uncertainly. He doesn't object to her sharing his, but with how much she'd made it clear she didn't want him encroaching on her space...

But on the other hand, the state of her - how tired she looks, how exhausted, pale. Who is going to look out for her if he leaves her be in her own tent? ]

...Sure you wouldn't rather share with, like, another chick? 'Cause I'll be fine, man. I'll just... [ Vague wave of his hand at his tent. ] Patch it up and whatever. Ain't like it's completely totalled.

Patch it up with what? Sticks and mud?

[He was right about one thing though, she probably couldn't set this thing up with only one working hand. Which, honestly, wasn't doing so hot either. She probably should've stayed in medical for a while, but Daisy didn't like the idea of taking up space when people needed it a lot more desperately than she did.

Instead of getting up, Daisy handed him the packed tent from her spot on the ground.]

[ Patch it up with whatever Ronan could dream up for him. He's absolutely not going to say that, though. As she holds out the tent to him, he slowly takes it. Is this her way of saying she wants him to share it with her? He looks down at the folded up tent in his hands, then back at Daisy. ]

...Well, if we're sharing, that means you gotta rest while I put it up.

[Yeah, Daisy still had no idea he even knew him.

This was such a bad idea, but she wasn't stopping him.]

Right, I'll just make a bed out of the rocks.

[ A dramatic roll of his eyes that's really not actually annoyed at her or anything. ]

Or you could just hang here and chill while I pitch it up.

[ You know, hang and talk? Or not talk if she'd prefer not to. ]

Or that.

[Because her head was spinning and she might throw up.]

I could read the directions to you.

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