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Agent York / Natalie van der Haast ([personal profile] neverknocks) wrote in [community profile] outsiderslogs2013-04-23 09:25 pm


who. York and YOU!
what. for anyone who wants to talk to, see, or run into York since her injury
where. anywhere in Zeta District -- The Quad, York and Wash's apartment, somewhere in the markets, etc
when. anytime this week!
warnings. probably lots of feelings :(

It hasn't been a good week for York. It's the understatement of the century, really. The mission on Saturday with Garrus and North had gone so fantastically awful, she's still reeling from it a little. It's too fresh in her mind, still, even the admittedly blurry memory of the incendiary grenade going off in her face. Garrus and North had had to drag her out of there to the clinic, and she'd lost a good day to emergency surgery and recovery. And in the end, they'd botched the job. Nobody had even gotten paid.

Mordin had done his best, and honestly, considering the limited resources, he did a pretty damn good job. Especilaly for an alien. She wouldn't have figured a salarian could fix up a human face this nice. No, nice isn't the word for it. It doesn't look even close to nice. The wound is healing, but it's still fresh, an ugly red swath of skin around her left eye, pulling down her cheek. Even when it's bandaged, it's impossible to hide the way the damaged skin pulls unnaturally tight around her eye. And she can't hide the eye itself. Even once the skin heals -- if it even heals all the way -- her eye will still be that awful, milky white. She'll be lucky to get it back to fifty percent functionality, at this point. Last time this'd happened, she'd had UNSC medical facilities available to her; better equipment, more staff, more resources. Last time.

York's starting to feel like the butt of some cosmic joke.

It's bad enough to have a job go so fantastically wrong like this one did, to have her ass land in the hospital with such a severe injury. To have it become something permanently debilitating, to have to wear it like she does. It's bad enough that it hurts. But it's even worse that this has happened before.

The similarities are too eerie, so much they make her feel a little sick. She'd gotten the eye fixed back on Sacrosanct because she didn't want to be a liability. She wanted to be able to watch her own back, and without Delta, she couldn't do that, not with a busted eye. And now she's right back where she started -- worse, even -- and this time, she doesn't even have somebody else's Delta to understand. Maybe six months with a new eye and she'd gotten used to it. She'd gotten used to looking in the mirror and seeing the perfect symmetry of her face, to smoothing her hand over her left cheek and feeling only smooth, soft skin. She'd just gotten used to the delightful ease with which she could read and focus and see, with no headaches, no strain. She'd only just gotten comfortable with it. And what -- that's it? That's all she gets? Well, joke's on her for ever thinking things might be easy, for once.

But there's nothing York can do. She doesn't have Delta to help her compensate and Mordin's got the best care she can receive on the station on her paycheck. So York does what she does best -- she keeps moving forward, making like nothing's happened, because what's she gonna say, anyway? She goes back to work at The Quad as soon as she's able, because she can only stand to be laid up for so long and it's just her face, it's not like she can't walk, and her boss comments on her face in a way that's maybe supposed to be funny, but maybe she doesn't get krogan humor. She keeps going about her business, just like before, and she doesn't look in mirrors much anymore these days, but at least she's still moving.
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[personal profile] spinelessdecoder 2013-04-27 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Pax knows the kind of week York is having, hers hasn't been the greatest either. After the fire and water damage to all of her tech and computer mainframe all she wants to do is sit and have a drink. Of course, seeing the bartender, she's not surprised that krogan like this bar as much as they do. Then again, around here, everyone has at least one good battle scar.

"Looks like everyone I'm meeting has taken a rocket to the face."
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[personal profile] spinelessdecoder 2013-05-15 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Double shot of turian whiskey, blue label, no ice." She'll order, obviously amused by York's tone when discussing her face. Pax isn't looking for a fight, just amused that after running into Garrus she would run into York.

"Facial scarring is the least shocking thing here, then again, with that watch out for the krogan or you'll find yourself in more trouble than it's worth."
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[personal profile] spinelessdecoder 2013-05-19 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're lucky then." Pax will let the conversation drop, focusing on her drink and slightly eavesdropping on some of the conversations close to her. She honestly didn't care at all about York's face, it was merely a conversation starter but obviously not one that worked well.

"How long have you been stuck on this rock?"
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[personal profile] spinelessdecoder 2013-05-25 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, my second time being trapped here and the first time wasn't fun either." Pax replied with a dull sigh. She hated Omega, it was a hole, but she was trying to make the best of a crappy situation in the long run. At the very least she was glad that she wasn't the only one trapped on the rock, it seemed plenty of people would've rather been anywhere in the galaxy than here.
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[personal profile] spinelessdecoder 2013-06-03 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just have to make the best of it until we either get killed or find a way home." Pax knew that as it was they were screwed, there was no question about it. But she wasn't going to tell a visitor just how bad the situation was, she didn't need to make people randomly panic.

"Even though I'm from this universe doesn't mean I want to be stuck here during the Reaper invasion."
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[personal profile] spinelessdecoder 2013-06-06 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Reapers, are massive, sentient spaceships and their entire goal is to wipe out all advanced organic life. Outside of that you'll have to ask one of the Normandy crew for more details." She then pointed one long finger at her, "But you didn't hear that from me."
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[personal profile] spinelessdecoder 2013-06-06 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's the thing, what the best strategy to win a war? Make sure one side has no information about you. The reapers were very careful of that with other societies, wiping out all traces of their existence from record. So, when we came along, we'd be taken by surprise and be defenceless."

Even Pax admitted it was a good tactic. Terrifying that it was being used against all organic life but she could see the effort that went into harvesting the galaxy every 50 000 years or so.

"To be fair we didn't know anything about them until about a year ago, and then suddenly they're on our doorstep and mass murdering colonies, turning any body they can find into a slave for them and we're scrambling to find a solution."
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[personal profile] spinelessdecoder 2013-06-11 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Isn't there some kind of law that you humans talk about where everything that could go wrong does go wrong? It's like that, just with larger stakes. But for now we're trying to find a way to kill off the reapers." It wasn't much but it was a hope that Pax was holding onto, at least once she knew they could leave Omega. Right now they were sitting ducks, sooner or later something was going to give.

'Just be glad you're alive and not turned into some hideous monster."