Teddy Altman ; APPOINTMENTS

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[Action, January 1st]
Thank you!
[action, may 21st]
Now, it's well on its way to being filled. And Teddy just can't get enough of touching Billy, making sure he's all right, and now, he can't get enough of their kiss. At least, until they run out of air, and when he pulls back -
Well, now there's sparkles everywhere, like when a male does something particularly breathtaking in a shoujo anime. He looks at them all, then lets out a soft snort before taking them up higher into the air, giving Billy a taste of the sky that he missed out on in wherever the Malnosso take him.]
Wow, the things I do to you...
[action, may 21st]
Oh my god, kill me now. I've become Supernatural-canon Gabriel.
[...It is pretty spectacular to be able to kiss Teddy again, though, especially since he's spent the last several days wondering when he'll even see him again. His grip on Teddy is a little tighter now, despite the sorry state of his hands, and it isn't because of the altitude.]
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If you're Gabriel, then you need to fly. Good thing I'm here for that.
[With that, he gives Billy a gentle nudge with his shoulder. Come on, you're missing out!]
[action, may 21st]
[He trails off as he's finally coaxed into looking up, his eyes zeroing in on the horizon, taking in the sights: the mountains in the background, the visual kaleidoscope of spring colours in the wilderness below them, the lovely shades of the sunset in the distance. It's beautiful, all of it, and it feels like coming home, which hurts and heals at the same time. His complaints and embarrassment fizzle again, and he sighs quietly, resting his chin on Teddy's shoulder, feeling a wave of affection, nostalgia, and longing rush over him.]
...It's good to be home.
[Despite his cautionary words to Jane, one thing is undeniably true: Teddy is home for him. Here, like this, even on another world, he's where he belongs.]
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[Teddy is a little unsure how to feel about that statement, but he's pretty sure he knows what Billy means. And it makes a warmth spread from his chest to his fingers and toes, and he tilts his head to rest it against Billy's, eyes shutting briefly, near overcome with the urge to just land where they are and hold him close and never let go.
He could probably never really call Luceti itself a home: it's too different, his team - his family is back home, and he knows this place is just a glorified laboratory for glorified lab rats. But wherever Billy is, that's where he belongs. Where Billy goes, Teddy goes, because they're each other's home.
Thankfully, he doesn't have much longer to fly, and soon enough, he starts to descend, eyes opening to get a view of the window he's aiming for.]
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But now, now that he's quelled that urge some, Teddy steps forward, this time reaching his hands to gently take Billy's wrists in his own.]
Now can I look at these? [Whatever answer he gets, Teddy still starts to lead Billy back to the apartment and towards the bathroom, where the first-aid kit he received from Mia resides.]
[action, may 21st]
Yeah... sorry for lying about it. I just- well, you know.
[Teddy had to understand; why else would he have kept silent about it while in Jane's presence? Billy knows how much he lucked out, though now he's sure that he'll be paying the price for it in little ways for the rest of the night.]
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[He practically sighs it out, because as unhappy as he is about the burns and the surprise of discovering them on his own rather than Billy telling them, he completely understands why, so he's not upset about it. Jane was right there, and alerting her to the fact that Billy was hurt wouldn't have gone well. She'd be worried, and... she didn't need that after just returning from a long kidnapping of her own, with odd magical effects that she didn't know as much as Billy did. Topped with her blindness...
That doesn't mean he's not entirely okay with it, either. But once they're in the bathroom, Teddy moves his hands to his shoulders instead, where he pushes lightly down to get Billy sitting on the toilet seat.]
You sit here and stay there, all right? [He turns after that, opening the cabinet and seeming to fiddle with something there.] I got to talking with Mia while you were gone... She said she'd help me out with some things.
[And when Teddy turns to face Billy again: ta da! Anti-septic, bandages, a small towel, and a bowl already stored down there for the water he'll need.]
[action, may 21st]
You were practicing? [He pauses, another realization dawning in his mind.] ...In case I was hurt when I got back?
[That's... actually really touching, wow. Leave it to Teddy to keep his head clear and think ahead; Billy's pretty sure he'd have wasted the entire week angrily smacking his head against the barrier or something.]
[action, may 21st]
You guessed it. [He runs a hand down Billy's inner wrist, stopping just before the burns.] I was... I thought you'd come back really hurt, or something, just like most of the other kidnappings I saw. So instead of thinking too much about it...
[He stands now that he got a good look at the burns, taking the bowl and washcloth up with him, to start filling the bowl with cold water.]
I decided to do something instead. Mia took up my offer really fast, so we started to do some one-on-one practicing, and...
[Teddy trails off once the bowl is full, and then he's kneeling again. With the bowl at his side, and the washcloth now soaked in the cold water, he squeezes out the excess, then gently dabs at Billy's hands.]
These look like electrical burns. Mild, easy to dress. Did you get them from fighting...?
[action, may 21st]
[And that's the truth; he's proud of Teddy, his accomplishments and initiative. He made good use of his time, and now Billy gets to reap the benefits of it.
His smile is soft, watching Teddy work, though it's a bit sheepish at the question. His hands aren't that terrible, though they're dirty and a bit inflamed after going six days untreated in a crappy prison cell, so they don't look great, either. What's worse in his mind is the cause.]
Yeah, uh. Turns out that super-charging a robot with lightning right before it grabs you isn't a great idea. I should've just tried to zap them apart or something, but they got the jump on me.
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[Unlike earlier, this is a very displeased sound. Yeah, Teddy asked, but he's not sure if he wanted to hear it. That Billy had to fight alone, that Teddy wasn't aware until it was too late...
Pepper assured him that it wasn't his fault, that it was out of his control. But he still feels pretty lousy about it.]
Sorry I wasn't there. [A small pause, and:] The burns aren't that bad, but we'll probably need to do this twice a day or so until the inflammation goes down. It wouldn't be so bad if they'd been treated right away...
[But alas, he knows that one simple cleaning and covering with anti-septic won't immediately heal them. He's always overestimated the human body and, particularly, how long it needs to heal, and it took seeing, reading, and hearing to really understand. All the anatomy and health books in the world couldn't really prepare him for really experiencing it, after all.]
[action, may 21st]
...Hey. It's okay, it's not your fault. I felt better knowing you were safe while I was there.
[Not that it felt great, getting locked up in some grimy science lab, but at least the last image of the village hadn't been Teddy fighting the bots, or lying unconscious somewhere, or worse.
He shudders briefly, wishing he'd pulled back beforehand, but too little too late. He should be focusing on the injuries, and Teddy's good work, not horrible what-ifs.]
[action, may 21st]
Still wish I could've helped. Or at least found a way to break you out.
[Though he doesn't continue his treatment for now, he does stroke his thumbs gently against Billy's inner wrists; I couldn't do any of those things, but I can do this for you now.]
[action, may 21st]
...Mm, I don't know how many times I can handle you coming to my rescue and breaking me out of prison. I'll start feeling obligated to put on a pink dress and a crown. Oh, and dye my hair blonde.
[Because what better way is there to lighten the mood with Teddy than a video game reference?]
[action, may 21st]
And do I need to wear a red hat and shirt with blue overalls? And grow a big mustache? Because I can do it right now, B.
[action, may 21st]
I think I'd probably die laughing, so maybe we'd better refrain from doing that. Besides, Buffy said I'm way too cute to go blond.
[As mortifying as that word can be when associated with him, he knows that Teddy enjoys it.]
[action, may 21st]
[The image makes Teddy grin as he works, because honestly, he's the only one allowed to be the blond around here. There are a few dirty spots still on Billy's hands, and with them being untreated, they're a little hard to clean out. Still, Teddy works at the spot, diligent and gentle, until he can take the cloth away and find clean hands. Still inflamed, still burned, but clean at least.]
[action, may 21st]
[Seriously, he knows his skintone. It would look terrible.
He looks down now, spotting his hands and making a face. It's nice to see them clean - they'd looked much worse with days-old dirt caked on - but they're not pretty, either.]
Ugh, those better not scar. I don't want to be stuck with weird-looking fish hands.
[There goes his vanity again.]
[action, may 21st]
[He would press a kiss to them, but not after he just cleaned them, jeez. Now to squeeze out the water from the washcloth, only to pour anti-septic into it instead, allowing the bowl to catch the excess.]
But nurse Altman is on it anyway. Just think of it like an episode of Grey's Anatomy.
[... Much as it displeases him to say it, considering a certain female doctor on the show.]
[action, may 21st]
[...Nice to hear, though, even if it's something he subconsciously knew. Teddy's stuck with him when he had a zombie leg, too, and when he was accidentally electrocuting teammates, and when he threatened to kill someone... yeah, Teddy's seen him at his worst already.]
[action, may 21st]
[Kidding, kidding, and his smile shows it. Thankfully he's not the panicking, always stopping and asking if he's okay mess that he was when he first redressed a wound of Billy's. These things are painful, yes, but they're brief, even though he really doesn't like to hurt Billy in any way. It's a necessary evil to provide a world of good, so he tries not to bring attention to it.
Also, there's the Kaplan pride to consider.]
Bandages next. Ready?
[action, may 21st]
[His voice sounds about as enthusiastic as his words; he's glad to have his injuries treated properly, but he hates the process, at the same time. He'll just be glad to get it over with.
Sighing quietly, he ducks his head and closes his eyes, teeth clenched. He doesn't know how much it'll hurt, but it's better to expect the worst and be pleasantly surprised.]
Okay, go ahead.
[action, may 21st]
Hey... it'll be fine. [He lifts his hands away to continue the treatment, this time on the sides of Billy's neck, thumbs still stroking his jaw.] Relax. It's easier if you're not all tensed up for it.
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