[For Rogue and Eden]

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Contrary to popular belief, the worst part about having a broken leg wasn't the pain. Brodie'd dealt with pain before, and now he was kind of used to it. It was the kind of thing that you learned to live with when you'd asked as many chicks to show him their tits as he had

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Rogue had been doing laundry- which left her in her X-men catsuit under jeans- and had been heading for the kitchen when she'd heard familiar yelling, both in volume and tone. She brightened immediately- everything had been a mess with people missing and coming back and crowding the clinic- and she hadn't seen Brodie in days and had been, frankly, worried sick, and so she headed at a quick saunter for the clinic, catching the door frame lightly as she rounded the corner, already drawling, "Have ya tried askin' nicely, su-?" but she stopped short, and gasped.

"Oh mah God Brodie," she said in a rush and ran over to the bed.

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Easy for her to say. Asking nicely worked was usually all chicks had to do. He could probably do a fucking handstand and offer to suck someone's dick and STILL have to yell just to get a goddamn cup of juice.

"Well, look who it is," Brodie greeted, and it was unclear whether or not he was purposely ignoring her reaction.

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"How did this- where are you h- oh mah god, Brodie!" she said again, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking bewildered and stricken.

"Ah knew Ah hadn't seen ya cuz everythin's been such a mess but Ah didn't know you'd been hurt! Oh mah god, you- How bad is it?" she asked, looking him over, "what happened??"

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Brodie shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, like he HADN'T freaked the fuck out once he saw his leg doing that shit where one half of his bone decided that it didn't like the other half anymore.

"Got into it with a dinosaur," Brodie explained, "Apparently, I look good enough to eat."

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They weren't the kind of words that ought to have taken a girl's breath away

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"I dont know, Some jello or SOMETHING," Brodie said, even though, considering some of the stuff he'd had to eat since he'd gotten to the island, it'd probably be some shitty flavor like BOAR. Or mango. Shit, but if he had to eat another mango, he was going to lose his mind. But hospital food was supposed to be crap anyway, wasn't it?

Although Brodie usually had to be metaphorically smacked to notice some things, Eden's expression wasn't lost on him, and he gave her an almost tentative grin.

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It was as much instinct as it was an act, really, the smile that rose to her lips when he grinned, the result of habit and cover up and relief all thrown in together. "I think there's some in the pantry," she said. "Not made yet, though." It wasn't the first thing that came to Eden's mind to say, but it was what came out. It was easier to respond than to say that she'd been worried; besides, it couldn't, she thought, have been all that difficult to see. "God, Brodie, I -"

She bit her lip, nervous hands hovering mid-gesture and slowly coming to rest on the edge of the bed as she tilted her head to the side. There was the urge to reach out and touch his arm, his shoulder, his hand, to make sure he was really there, but too much hesitating seemed to make it impossible. Playing mother hen was simpler. "I'll see what I can find, and then you're telling me what happened, alright?"

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"Nah, don't worry about it," Brodie decided, because it was one thing to have one of the doctors running off for jello, pudding or what the fuck ever. This was another. "It's probably shit anyway."