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thisavrou_log2016-04-23 02:37 am
vengeance_driven) wrote in thisavrou_log2016-04-23 02:37 am
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Who: Niko Bellic
When: Dated to after this. Nudity/violence warnings apply there. Forward dated to the 25th.
Where: around the Moira.
What: Niko is released from Med Bay being informed that the fix for his injuries has left him a little odd.
Warnings: Anything one Niko's permissions page might come up. Drug mentions from the outset.
Niko had felt pretty strange since leaving Med Bay. Actually that was an enormous understatement. He'd heard descriptions of how certain drug affects were before; as a smuggler, he had to know them and he'd been careful not to get near the stuff. He wouldn't put shit in his body he didn't know. He saw what addicts were like. But he still was warned and he still listened. At that moment his entire mind felt like it was exploding all the time and his head wouldn't stop spinning.
Right then, he was pretty sure he was high or the nearest equivalent.
Sometimes he would stop in the hallway and look around with the attention of a cat looking for invisible bugs to chase on the wall. Or in the cargo bay, he would climb the boxes in fast bursts to get to the top, throwing himself up practically a full eight feet at a time. Then every damn time he would look surprised with himself for having gotten up so quick to get whatever he was after, then would still ask for help getting down because he didn't want to risk the jump.
He wasn't really having a great adjustment period. Cúrre warned him of what was going to happen when he was treated. He knew it was coming. But fuck if he wasn't confused.
When: Dated to after this. Nudity/violence warnings apply there. Forward dated to the 25th.
Where: around the Moira.
What: Niko is released from Med Bay being informed that the fix for his injuries has left him a little odd.
Warnings: Anything one Niko's permissions page might come up. Drug mentions from the outset.
Niko had felt pretty strange since leaving Med Bay. Actually that was an enormous understatement. He'd heard descriptions of how certain drug affects were before; as a smuggler, he had to know them and he'd been careful not to get near the stuff. He wouldn't put shit in his body he didn't know. He saw what addicts were like. But he still was warned and he still listened. At that moment his entire mind felt like it was exploding all the time and his head wouldn't stop spinning.
Right then, he was pretty sure he was high or the nearest equivalent.
Sometimes he would stop in the hallway and look around with the attention of a cat looking for invisible bugs to chase on the wall. Or in the cargo bay, he would climb the boxes in fast bursts to get to the top, throwing himself up practically a full eight feet at a time. Then every damn time he would look surprised with himself for having gotten up so quick to get whatever he was after, then would still ask for help getting down because he didn't want to risk the jump.
He wasn't really having a great adjustment period. Cúrre warned him of what was going to happen when he was treated. He knew it was coming. But fuck if he wasn't confused.
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"Yeah. They're useful for having around the room." He could blame David for offering him the choice of all the boxes. "Why don't you get down from there, huh?"
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"They changed something. I don't know. They just said I might be faster, a little more sturdy. I can't really complain. But, I do not know what the shit is going on."
And then he took a few steps back, dashed forward, and launched himself off to land on the floor and combat roll. From a height that should have ended in broken bones. Instead it ended in Niko coming up from the roll and idly rubbing his shoulder.
"Okay. Not broken. Still hurts like hell."
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"What the hell? That fall should have done serious damage to your body." He narrowed his eyes at the strange occurrence going on. What kind of drugs had they given him? Still, Ahab didn't like the whole invincible man thing. What if the drugs wore off and Niko performed another stunt? He could end up doing himself serious harm.
"Still think you need to sleep it off or get back to the med bay."
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He wasn't drugged, no. This wouldn't fade. But it sure as hell felt like he was. He was hyper aware of all of his surroundings. Of how tall something was, how short, how things moved. He was already a soldier, this was going to be shit for the related paranoia.
"So... I guess that I have to get used to it. Probably going to avoid jumping off things that high still." He grumped at the height of the boxes.
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"Yeah. I'd avoid high spaces. Want me to call you Spiderman?" Snake couldn't help but smirk slightly at the remark.
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It felt a little odd and unnatural. Especially even as he wasn't used to it. But it wasn't too much, no. He wasn't smashing things with his strength. He was just... nimble. Oddly so.
"I sort of have to do high places though. I work in here. Seriously man, does it have to be a cardboard box? We got other types." He gestured around the entire cargo bay, still not understanding what was happening.
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"I like boxes." He loved them. "Don't mean to clutter our room up with them but I've been wanting one with a different colour." He could never get enough cardboard boxes. Venom felt more at home with a box around anyway. He looked at Niko and frowned.