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[electro_kinetic]

There is a Noriko running circuits of the lake outside, trying to kill time and maybe tire herself out. This last in itself is kind of futile; this is the same girl who's run from upstate New York to Colorado in an afternoon and didn't then pass out from exhaustion.

But a girl can hope, can't she?

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[hecu_marine]

Sure! Sometimes it works.

And sometimes it just gets you a running companion who's wearing fatigues, helmet, gas mask, and a large backpack full of something that rattles like stone on stone.

(And also a couple of blue-striped alien eyeball dogs, because damn, those things can run when they want to.)

[electro_kinetic]

Nori is just wearing shorts, and a beat-up old tee-shirt, but she's also wearing weights on each ankle; ten pounds' worth, exactly. Needless to say, she's got great legs.

But she nods to Adrian when he gets up to her and falls in step, because she's been doing this for an hour and a half already and hasn't stopped. It's a lot harder to tire herself out doing this than she thought. "How's it hangin', Marine?" she asks, somewhat in opposition of the tee shirt, which reads in faded block print No I Will Not Love You Long Time. It's a fitting attitude.

[hecu_marine]

"Same as it ever did," replies Shephard easily, though his voice is a little muffled by the mask. "Needed t'git some extra time in where folks couldn't git hold of me. It's busy as ass back home. How 'bout you?"

[electro_kinetic]

"Haven't gone back home," she says, shaking her head. "Want to give the arm time to heal before I chance it."

[hecu_marine]

"Makes sense," says Shephard. Shit, he did the same thing more often than not after Mongolia, he's in no position to criticize. "How much longer, you reckon?"

[electro_kinetic]

"Three weeks, maybe five?" she says with a shrug. "Dunno. Apparently I managed to fuck it up something amazing, got lots of little bits of bone every-fucking-where."

[hecu_marine]

"Goddamn. That's gotta fuckin' hurt."

Say what you want about what Redondo had to do to his arm in Mongolia, but at least the man did neat work.

"You got somebody here lookin' in on that every so often? You c'n stop me askin' questions if you want," he adds. "I ain't tryin' to git nosy."

[electro_kinetic]

"Nah, it's not that bad. McCoy--human one, older, dark hair--cast it, I've been keeping it clean and shit. Not much anyone can do at this point, but I might go see him again. Make sure it's not going to heal crooked or something."

She's kind of hating that it takes so fucking long, but what can you do.

[hecu_marine]

Shephard nods. "Keep me posted," he says. "I'm in 'n out a lot these days. Got a shitload of extra stuff to get caught up on, I just ain't got the time back home."