The Bald and the Beautiful: Part I

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An RP log between Kalina, Adela (though she falls asleep) and Fredric.

Initial Setting:
Kalina and Adela wake up in Kalina's room. Fredric is just getting up in his own bedroom.
Timeline: Followed by The Bald and the Beautiful: Part II
Comments:
This happened so long ago that I think our RPing is a little disorganized. :| HERE YOU GO.
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Kalina coughs and tugs on the suspender that wrapped itself around her neck. "Why am I on the floor?"

Fredric yawns and stretches, not quite ready to get out of his comfortable, cozy, warm bed.

Adela looks down, then struggles like a bug to get off her back and cover herself up with her arms

Kalina groans and reaches up to pet her hair down. "Woah, my goggles... Glove... Dude, were we mugged or summit?"

Fredric splashes water across his face, giving himself a critical look in the mirror. 'Need a shave,' he thinks.

Adela: Wait, let me see your eyes.

Kalina rubs her eyes and wills them to stay open enough long enough for Adela to see

Adela: Well it's like I feared. Your eyes seem to be on the wrong team...
Adela: Are mine red too?

Kalina: Yeah, they look pretty messed up... Seriously though, have we gone insane?

Fredric starts to lather his head up, using another mirror to see what he's doing in the back. His old-fashioned blade isn't quite as sharp as he wants it to be. He looks around for the leather strip he usually uses to sharpen it.

Adela: No no, I think we just went too deep into the green leaf.
Adela: That's a drug by the way. I sort of remember you not being that familliar with it...

Kalina: Th-The green le-- Ooooh, hoshit, that happy stuff

Fredric is half-way done (he's got the shaving thing down to an art) when he wonders where his goddamn pants are.

Adela: I'm not feeling so happy right now. It's cold and I want a shirt.

Fredric was wondering why it was so drafty.

Adela struggles to stand up without using her hands

Fredric rinses his head, splashes his face once more and starts rummaging around, trying to pull on his turtleneck at the same time.

Adela: Where are we exactly?
Adela: At least this still looks like BLU base...

Kalina uses the wall to get herself to her feet. "Some... Some hall somewhere... We can't have gone far"

Adela stares at K, doing some heavy remembering

Kalina: Fuck, my wrench is gone as well... Goddamn, let's try find our rooms before anyone finds us...

Fredric makes a little "ah-hah!" when he finds his pants.

Adela: Do you normally take off your glove and goggles, ... and button your shirt all uneven like?

Fredric wonders why he didn't fold his pants and put them with his other pants. Instead, his favourite ones were in his sock drawer. He ponders this while he zips himself up.

Adela begins wandering in the lighter direction, versus the hallways with all the lights out, looking back nervously at the engineer

Kalina shakes her head, redoing the buttons and grumbling and she follows. "My equipment and stuff.. They're always on me..."

Fredric then notices that through all the pant-hunting, he put his turtleneck on backwards. How he can tell, is a mystery, but Fredric just /knows/.

Adela mumbles to herself, "Oh, now this I really wish I could remember..."

Fredric starts to struggle, pulling the turtleneck over his head, effectively blinding himself as he twists the turtleneck around.

Kalina: I don't remember anything, but I do have this friggin' song stuck in my head....

Fredric: Fantastic ...

Adela: Uh, sorry if I got a little too friendly last night. People tell me I get really, uh, different when I light up.

Fredric seriously considers, after a few brief moments of struggle, trying to cut holes for his eyes. He quickly dismisses this idea.
Fredric: I better not have knotted my goddamn sleeves ...

Kalina: Nothing wrong with being friendly... And no, it seems we've wandered a bit far

Fredric fiddles around a bit. He tries one of the sleeves with his head. Obviously not where his head is supposed to be.

Kalina looks along the hall, her eyes lingering on the lightswitches.

Fredric: Oh, for fucks sake.

Adela: Well, I could tell you what I'd normally do in a situation like this.

Adela: I'd knock on doors until someone opened one and told me where I was.
Adela: But!

Fredric briefly wonders if he somehow shrunk his turtleneck in the wash.

Adela shrugs to emphasis her held chest

Fredric: Impossible. I always read the tag.
Fredric wonders if talking to himself like this is a sign he's going insane.

Adela: That's sort of out of the question right now.

Kalina: Yeah, I can see...
Kalina drags her eyes from Adela's chest and skips ahead to look at each of the doors. "It'd be better if this shit was labelled..."

Fredric decides maybe if he sits down, this might be easier. He wanders around, trying to find his bed, but instead knocking into his own door with a great big THUMP.
Fredric: Fuucccccck.

Adela: Well someone's awake, and having a wild party by the sound of it...

Fredric hisses another string of swear words before finally deciding to try to at least get the goddamn thing off.

Kalina: Did we share the green leaf?
Kalina: Cause it certainly sounds like it, yeah.

Adela steps so that K is in between her and the loud door

Fredric thinks he's finally untangled the sleeves enough for him to shrug it off with a few jerks.

Kalina laughs and knocks on the door.

Fredric: What?
Fredric assumes it's one of the guys and calls, "come on in!"

Kalina looks worriedly at Adela. "He's a doctor, he's not gonna be too concerned about your er.... state..."

Fredric finally gets the turtleneck off. He somehow succeeded in doing a pretzel knot of some kind with the sleeves.

Adela: Um, could you get him to pass a shirt out here?

Fredric moves to the door.
Fredric: What the hell are you doing out there?
Fredric opens it with a swing.

Kalina: What aren't we doing?
Kalina shuffles back to make sure she's covering Adela completely.

Fredric covers his eyes with one hand wordlessly.
Fredric: Good morning, um, ladies.

Adela makes a strangled little noise and tries to shrink down behind the shorter girl

Kalina: Adela needs a shirt... Looks like you do too...

Adela: Yes, shirts for everyone please...

Fredric: I see.
Fredric backs away from the door until he's turned away to lower his hand and go to his drawers.
Fredric: Here, I have an old shirt that belonged to ... um, someone I knew.
Fredric holds up a Pink Floyd t-shirt.

Kalina chuckles, "someone you knew, ayeeeeee?"

Fredric he throws it over his shoulder to Kalina. It is clearly old and a woman's t-shirt.

Kalina takes the shirt and looks at it with a smile before handing it to Adela.

Fredric coughs awkwardly and rummages around for a non-tangled turtleneck.

Kalina: "Nice shirt... You have more shirts for birds in there?"

Fredric laughs dryly.
Fredric: Oh, certainly. I take a shirt from all the "birds" I know.

Adela smiles in a small manner, looking wistfully at the shirt

Adela: good times....

Kalina: You manslut, sir.

Adela: I'll uh, just turn around and get decent, sorry about all this...

Fredric: I'm going to ignore that, Kalina.

Kalina gives her an encouraging smile.

Fredric: By the way, have you gotten your check-up yet?

Kalina looks away. "Nooooooooo...."

Fredric: Hmph.

Adela turns around and wriggles into the fitted, though somewhat short, shirt, then tightens her ponytail in an effort to look more presentable

Fredric keeps his back to the girls as he puts his combat boots on.

Kalina looks over to Adela and grins before a thought occurs to her. "Hey, Fred... Did you erm... Did you hear anything last night?"

Fredric turns to look at the two women. He looks at one and then the other, not quite sure what he might have heard.

Fredric: No ..

Adela: Where exactly are we in the base, doctor?

Fredric: You're in the male barracks.
Fredric starts shuffling them along.

Kalina blinks and raises her eyebrows. "Oh."

Fredric: You should be going in /that/ direction, ladies. Come on.

Adela turns around, one eyebrow matching K's

Kalina: Right, right...

Adela: He knows all too easily where the girls dormitory is...

Fredric makes a strangled gurgling noise.

Adela: Are you sure you haven't gotten that check up yet?

Kalina: That's slightly worrying...

Fredric: Um, not really.

Kalina: *slowly* Noooooo....

Fredric herds them in the direction of the women's barracks, stopping off at the medbay briefly on the way.
Fredric: Just keep going in that direction, I'm just getting my coat.

Adela: ... fuck he's a doctor isn't he?

Kalina: I reckon...

Fredric: I heard that!
Fredric calls from inside his office.

Kalina: Back in the kitchen I kinda thought he was faking ya know, making up alll those diseases and shit...

Fredric comes out, a little irritated

Fredric: I.
Fredric points to himself.
Fredric: Am a real doctor.
Fredric: Not like those RED medics you've heard about.
Fredric says this with a nasty grin.

Adela: SO! Then, uh, doctor, sir... Why don't you have a close look at K's eyes?
Adela: I think there's something wrong with them!

Kalina gives Adela a panicked look. "Ssshhhaddup...."

Fredric: Kalina's eyes, but wh-- Jesus Christ.

Adela rushes off ahead to the dorm, almost frantic.
Adela calls back

Fredric takes a step closer to Kalina and lifts her chin gently with one hand.

Adela: Don't worry K, just CLEANING UP IN HERE!

Fredric: Little Miss, what were you doing last night that I might've heard?

Kalina growls and steps back. "Adela you're gonna pay!"

Fredric: Oh no you don't.
Fredric gently herds her into the med bay and points to a bed.
Fredric: Sit.

Adela hurriedly ties up the bag and hides it under one of the unoccupied beds

Kalina sighs and collapses onto the bed with a "hmpf"

Fredric cocks an eyebrow at her sullen "hmpf". He walks over to a sink to wash his hands.
Fredric: Right, what did you take?

Adela peeks back out of the room, gulping at the empty hallway, "guess I really did sell her out..."

Kalina swings her legs and drums her fingers on the bed. "Nothin' just... We... W...Have you seen my wrench at all?"

Fredric rolls his eyes. "No, Kalina, I have not seen your wrench."

Adela continues her spy pantomime, poking her head into the med bay

Fredric walks over to the freezer they keep the blood in, retreiving one of the frozen bags.
Fredric: I'd give you a cold compress, but this is all I have at the moment.

Adela: I think I must have tucked it under your pillow last night.

Fredric: Lie down.
Fredric looks at Adela. "You too, missy."

Kalina looks over to Adela and glowers. "Thanks, that means heaps..."
Kalina: Hahah, you're stuck here too.

Adela moves to stand next to where K is seated, then follows orders.

Fredric goes to get another frozen bag. He wraps both in towels and walk over to Adela and Kalina.
Fredric: Alrighty then, just put these on your eyes for a few minutes.

Kalina resolutely stays sitting, eyeing the bag then Fred alternatively before taking it with a small 'thanks.'

Fredric: The cold will constrict your blood vessels, make your eyes look less red ... you little stoners.

Adela whispers "sorry, had to save the green" very quietly, then falls back with the pack on her face as if the accusation isn't totally correct.

Fredric tries not to think about the colour of Kalina's eyes when he turns away to get Kalina's very, very empty medical file.

Kalina smiles at Adela. "A worthy cause..."
Kalina finally agrees to put the compress on her eyes, sighing quite loudly when she does. "Fffff, so cold."

Fredric: It's supposed to be cold.
Fredric: Trust the professional here, please.

Kalina: Pfff, professional sure. Giving a bag of ice to someone isn't too hard.
Kalina: Though, errr, thanks anyway.

Fredric lets a pained expression slip before saying, "you’re welcome".

Adela: Hey, I'm sure he had to get it at just the right tempurature and make it with the purest spring water, right doctor?

Kalina: Haha, dedicated, much?

Fredric: They're frozen bags of bloods, ladies.
Fredric: Not quite what I wanted, but the closest thing we had.

Adela: ...ewww...

Kalina gulps and puts the bag down. "Errrrghhhhhhh"

Fredric: Just. Try to ignore it.

Adela puts her hand to it as if to take it off, but then sighs and decides to let it rest

Kalina: I can't just ignore the fact I'm holding some randoms blood up to me eye...

Fredric sits down with a defeated expression, again /trying/ not to look at Kalina's hair in the sunlight that comes through the windows.

Kalina gives in anyway, and places it back over her eyes.

Fredric: It's blood in case one of you lose blood, sillies.

Kalina: I won't lose blood

Fredric: Oh, and Adela, I'd like that t-shirt back when you're done with it.
Fredric: Pfft, you say that now, little miss.

Adela: I'm not going to give it up any time soon. It's a good old days kind of shirt.

Fredric: ... You have no idea.
Fredric sighs.

Kalina: Oh god, he's reminiscing again.
Kalina: WAKE UP, DOCTOR.

Adela mumbles now, drifting off to sleep as the blood slides off her face

Fredric shoots Kalina an annoyed glare.
Fredric: Someone needs a sedative, obviously.

Adela: Like I'm old enough to have good old days, heh.. hehe.....

Fredric stands up to catch the blood before it falls off the bed.

Fredric: No, seriously, t-shirt you are wearing. Mine. You give back. When done.

Kalina: No, YOU need a sedative...

Fredric: No, YOU do.

Kalina frowns at her own lame comeback.
Kalina: ... No you.

Fredric mirrors the frown.

Adela: Get K to take it off me if you want it so bad...
Adela: Now stop both'rin me
Adela: Mm Tiiired...

Fredric: No, y-- you. You and ... your mom.
Fredric wonders if that made any sense at all.

Kalina laughs at his pronounciation of 'mum'
Kalina: My mum was a kind chick, for the record.

Fredric: Wonder what happened to you then.
Fredric silently pats himself on the back for that one.

Kalina: Milkman was pretty hot
Kalina: He was red head too actually...

Fredric raises an eyebrow.
Fredric: I think you're done with that ice pack.
Fredric lifts the ice pack off of K.

Kalina: Fine, take you're icky blood back
Kalina looks up at Fred and chuckles at the idea of her trying on his glasses.

Fredric looks genuinely hurt for a moment.
Fredric: Let me see your eyes again.
Fredric takes a device out of his pocket, a little flashlight for Kalina's eyes.

Kalina gulps and looks up, wincing at the flashlight.

Fredric: Looking good.
Fredric: Look to the right?

Kalina blinks several times, not quite sure what he's saying. She may or may not be dazed by his presence.
Kalina: Uhhh. right.... Yes.

Fredric turns off the flashlight and lowers it for a moment. He holds Kalina's gaze for a few seconds longer than appropriate before looking away and straightening up.
Fredric: You're good to go.

Kalina looks almost disappointed for a moment. "That's it?"

Fredric: Yup. If you won't tell me what you girls took last night, that's alright.
Fredric: I can probably guess.
Fredric: You might want to check your hair, Kalina. I saw something in there.

Kalina: What?!

Fredric: Might be a rat.
Fredric: You know how things are in the barracks ...
Fredric had placed a lollipop expertly in Kalina’s hair while checking her eyes. He’d gotten really good at doing that.

Kalina rakes her hand through her hair before frowning and looking up. "You're a prat".

Fredric: Yes, but a prat with a Ph.D in awesome.
Fredric: Am I right?

Kalina opens her mouth several times to say something, faltering each time and sighing.
Fredric: Have you had second thoughts on a check-up? I could check your heart and breathing right now.

Kalina gulps, blushing to the point where her freckles aren't as obvious anymore.

Fredric: Of course, if you're uncomfortable ..
Fredric: Yes, well, Dr. Brown can see to you if you want.

Kalina: N-no! Not at all! ...I mean, no... As in, like, no... Fuck.

Fredric looks uncomfortable as Kalina seems to try to answer his question.
Fredric coughs awkwardly.
Fredric: Well, I guess that means I should notify Dr. Brown.

Kalina scratches her head, trying to hide her anger.
Kalina: I'm not a little kid, I'm not uncomfortable around you, I'm just... Not used to doctors in general, ya hear?

Fredric smiles sadly.
Fredric: I'm not exactly just a doctor.
Fredric: I'm a teammate as well.
Fredric: You can trust me.

Kalina smiles and looks away, completely and totally melting.
Kalina: I can trust ya... Mate.

Fredric blushes slightly, a little concerned at how personal this is all getting. A routine check-up should not be this difficult.

Fredric: Um, so, uhh, that's a yes?

Kalina coughs and tries to lighten the situation. "Yeah, yes it's fine. Though, for a moment I thought you were gonna say you're not just a teammate but like, a superhero or something"

Fredric: Well, that too.
Fredric: I'm your goddamn fairy godmother.

Kalina: And a unicorn.

Fredric: What, are you dense? Are you retarded or something?

Kalina looks blankly up at him.

Fredric: Um, kidding.
Fredric: Just a, um, hehe, little joke.
Fredric: ... Stupid little ... medic joke ...
Fredric coughs and retrieves his stethoscope from one of the cabinets.

Kalina: Right...

Fredric: I'm just going to check that the important parts are working, K.

Kalina looks at the stethoscope warily. "My parts are running smoothly... The---Hey you got better gadgets that me."

Fredric: It's a stethoscope, little miss. Not going to hurt you.
Fredric: I'm going to listen to your heart.

Kalina: ... That's not weird or anything...
Kalina tries to stop her heat from beating so fast, yet fails due to Fred being so freaking close.

Fredric: Just breathe normally for a few moments.
Fredric: This might be a little cold.
Fredric: Um.
Fredric: If you could unbutton the top two buttons of your shirt please.

Kalina groans, how can she breathe normally when he's taking her freaking breath away...
Kalina: Right, yeah sure...
Kalina fiddles on the buttons, finding her hands impossibly shaky. She quickly puts her palms flat on the bed as soon as possible.

Fredric tries to ignore Kalina's nervousness, thinking it might be because she thinks he's going to hurt her or something.
Fredric presses the cold metal end of the stethoscope on a certain part of her chest, listening quietly.

Kalina smiles nervously, looking away and leaning back slightly with her chest forward.

Fredric: Hmm. Try not to move too much, Kalina.
Fredric says this, quietly wondering what the /fuck/ she is doing with her chest.

Kalina: Urgh, right, sorry.

Fredric can't concentrate when she's pushing herself forward like that.
Fredric: Deep breas--breathes, please.

Kalina: Err, yeah.

Fredric: Good, good.

Kalina slouches and breathes as normally as she can

Fredric: Deep breathes are important.
Fredric: Deep breathes can accentuate certain heart murmurs or extra heart sounds.
Fredric: Very important.

Kalina: Hearts can murmur?

Fredric babbles a little, listening to the exquisite sound of Kalina breathing in surround sound. He's already memorized her heartbeat.

Fredric: Hmm, yes.

Kalina has very little clue what Fred is mumbling about, but she finds herself listening on his every word.

Fredric: It may mean something is wrong with the heart.
Fredric listens quietly, feeling guilty. He should've been done exactly ten seconds ago.
Fredric removes the stethoscope, wishing he didn't have to.
Fredric: You're quite alright, however.

Kalina blinks, wishing guiltily that she was not alright at all. "Oh, good to hear then!"
Fredric: Heart's healthy, drumming away like a good song.

Kalina grins, "is it a good song?"

Fredric looks faintly surprised. "Oh, um, yes! Very."

Kalina beams, "awesome! say... Can... Can I see that thing?"
Kalina points at the stethoscope

Fredric is quite taken with Kalina's charming smile before stuttering his reply.
Fredric: Of course, here.

Kalina: Thanks, doc!

Fredric: My father had it engraved as a present for me when I graduated from my medical training.

Kalina takes the stethoscope, looking at the engraving and smirking before putting them on and trying to talk into it.

Fredric: Yeah, he thought, "the bald guys have the best sex" would be funny.
Fredric: Somehow, I'm not laughing.

Kalina: Your dad sounds hilarious.

Fredric: Oh, he was.
Fredric: Weird sense of humour.
Fredric: He threw a fit when my mentor told me to shave my head.
Fredric: Ended up being quite good friends with the guy.

Kalina looks up and grins. "You shave your head?"

Fredric blinks.
Fredric: Um, yes.
Fredric: Wait, you thought this was natural?
Fredric: I'm not THAT old!
Fredric feels very old all of a sudden.

Kalina blinks, stuttering. "N-no, just... I... Hey, well you call me little miss all the while, and I'm not THAT young!"

Fredric gives her a shit-eating smile.
Fredric: You seem pretty young to me, little miss.

Kalina tries to distract herself with the stethoscope, tapping the end and wincing as it hurts her ears.

Fredric: Gettin' high, experimenting with your friends ...

Fredric nods to Adela.

Kalina: Y-yeah... Well... You're bald.

Fredric pouts.

Kalina feels guilty and stands up to wave the end of the stethoscope in front of Fred. "Well, is your heart still runnin' old man?"

Fredric looks at Kalina blankly before quietly taking the stethoscope and instead taking her hand and placing it on his chest.
Fredric: You tell me.

Kalina gasps as her eyes widen. "Woah."
Kalina: You... You can feel it.

Fredric: It's pretty steady, isn't it?
Fredric: Not really that old.

Kalina nods and looks up blankly, jealous that his heart could be so steady when hers is going a million miles an hour.

Fredric sits down on one of the beds, leading Kalina with him.

Kalina sits down, reluctantly taking her hand from his chest.

Fredric: I try to keep it steady, you know. Eat right, exercise ... try not to die on the battlefield.

Kalina: Th-That's a good start, I'd say.

Kalina takes both her hands and places it over his chest. "S'working for ya certainly..."

Fredric is distracted by Kalina's freckles, wondering if he could get closer to that delightful little one right under her left eye ...

Kalina swallows loudly, filling the silence with her own babble. "You can always hang with my sentries and stuff during battle, use the dispenser or what have you..."

Fredric grins a little.
Fredric: Why that's mighty kind of you.
Fredric: Thanks for not letting me die and all that.

Kalina: Couldn't have the medic getting hurt, could we?
Fredric takes one of Kalina's hands.

Fredric: I.
Fredric: I'm very sorry, that was very unprofessional of me.
Fredric runs a hand across his head, suddenly all nerves. "I don't know where that came from. You'll have to excuse me."

Kalina bits her lip and shakes her head, wondering how she could possibly forget to talk.
Kalina: B-But...

Fredric looks terribly sad for a moment, looking at Kalina and how perfect she looks, the whole just-got-up-and-still-stoned look being just fine on her.

Kalina stands up and coughs softly, thinking Fred is completely regretting his actions.

Fredric: I'm very sorry, little miss.

Kalina: N-no

Fredric moves across the room, putting the blood bags back in the fridge.

Kalina finally breaks from her trance to approach him and rest her hand on his arm.

Fredric closes the fridge door, afraid to look at Kalina, knowing he probably confused her or even worse hurt her.

Kalina: You errr, didn't do anything to be sorry about...Fred? Are you okay?

Fredric sighs.
Fredric: You're going to give me a new batch of worry lines, little miss.

Kalina bites her lip and moves his arm so that he would face her, smirking slightly. "It'll look distinguished on ya, then"

Fredric looks down at Kalina, a little crease between his eyes as he looks at her.
Fredric: Hopefully.

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