you're just a young girl, but grief doesn't care. it takes over your life with little warning ( just the accompaniment of screeching tires ). it's a selfish friend. it won't settle for second best. so, it teams up with death until it's all you have left.
With her palm on his chest, he’s arrested in mid-motion. But the expected annoyance does not arrive, because despite it all, he knew her concern radiated from a genuine place. Yet at this moment, rest seemed about as elusive as the hope that the First Order would simply vanish from existence the very next day. He sighed and sank back down onto the cot. ( ‘if you commit to doing something, let nothing stand in your way.’ ) ❝ I’ve gotten out of worse. ❞
He ran a hand through his messed up curls, and simultaneously, he’s both forlorn and earnest, ❝ Look, I appreciate the concern, and I’m sorry for giving you so much trouble. I don’t think you’ll let me forget it, frankly. But I can’t stick around for long. ❞ The offer is clear – he’ll stay as long as she needs to fix - whatever it was that plagued his shoulder - then he would go, one way or another.
She still had a job to do, which is why she stopped him, and she can’t let her emotions get in the way of that. It’s hard for her though when she lost her parents to these wars. Elena knew the importance of the Resistance, but sometimes it was hard for her to justify all of the losses. So, she took a deep breathin order to calm down, dropping her hand from his chestas she glances up at his eyes and nods. ❝ I’m sure you have. ❞
A smile lifts the corners of her lips, brightening her features as she reminds herself that she’s suppose to be the healer. ❝ Of course, and I shouldn’t have gotten so upset. I just worry about you and all the other pilots as you all go out there and risk your lives, but I’m a professional and I should act like it. I promise I won’t keep you long then. Just sit down and I’ll you get patched up before BB-8 comes to make sure I’m treating you properly. ❞ She chuckles, understanding that he was going to be leaving and risking his live again whether she liked it or not.
❝ Wish I could say that were the case. ❞ The real information was need-to-know; everything contained in that astromerch what the council thought was the last hope for the galaxy, and deep in the bowels of Starkiller Base, he thought himself to have rescinded that duty. Now that he was free, he had a chance to complete his mission, and he sure wasn’t going to let it go to waste. The next line, facilitated with a touch of smugness, was offered as a distraction. ❝ For once, I think the General has bigger goals that benching one of her best pilots. ❞
He straightened up, retrieving the shirt that had been strewn to the side, pulling it over his shoulders, gritting his teeth at the aching pain from bruise at his side. ❝ And if I get worse, I’m sure you’ll just patch me right back up again. ❞
A raised eyebrow was casted in his direction, and she knew better than to ask him about it. Everything was need-to-know. Elena had asked many times before and the answer never changed. She actually knew very little when it came down to it, because why fill her head with anything but the medical knowledge needed to heal the injured? While she respected the cause they were all fighting for that didn’t mean she agreed with the lengths they went to for it. Her empathy-filled heart hated to think about the dangers her patients went through as she saw the aftermath of these battles. ❝ I’m sure it is important, but I would hate to think that you’d be considered expendable. Your health should matter even if it delays whatever mission you’re assigned on. ❞
She can see that her concern is being ignored, and the girl stepped closer putting her hand on his chest in an attempt to make him pause. ❝ I can’t patch you up if you won’t listen to me. And I certainly can’t patch you up if you’re dead, Poe !❞
hmmmmm. have I ever told anyone about my massive crush on Orlando Bloom?? like this all began with Lord of the Rings honestly. oh god, I was eight when the movies came out…but I didn’t actually watch them till much later though (maybe in middle school? maybe not? I can’t remember), but my sister, my dad, and I love them. he’d take us to the movie theaters to see the second or third one?? we’ve seen all the Hobbits together too. my sister and I would watch them late at night too when they started being shown on tv and we would offer Legolas and Strider (or Aragorn) our water because we were dorks with huge crushes on their characters and thought they needed a break during all the battles lol. thennnnnn I was blessed once again with wIILLLLL TURNER from Pirates of the Caribbean (and I cried during that one scene if you know which one I mean). ohhh, and when I went to Las Vegas I went to this wax museum and they had an Orlando Bloom wax figure dressed as Will Turner. I took a picture with it and thought it was the greatest day of my life. lol so yeah, I even gush over him every time I see him in award shows. he seems really funny, sweet, and down to earth. plus, he’s single now !! so yeah, you learn something new everyday and today you have learned about my dorky crush on Orlando Bloom.
Each little harrumph was enough to broaden the small smile he had since he knew she was the one attending to him. There was a certain soothing repetitiveness to the disapproving looks and noises she cast each time she saw him. He’d counted 18 in this session alone. After Jakku, there were plenty of places on his body that ached, and if BB8 were here, Poe would never hear the end of it. His gaze dropped, smile vanishing as he cleared his throat.
❝ Afraid I can’t do that. BB8 might still be out there, plus a friend - maybe. I’ve got to try finding them. —– Besides, we’re in the thick of this war now, no time for a break. ❞
She was so used to seeing Poe on almost a weekly basis these days that there was a routine starting to build. Elena would click her tongue before grinning and he’d have that same broad smile of his as if nothing was wrong with him. He was tough, she would give him that and she admired it. The brunette set the chart down on a counter nearby and her expression became stern as she faced him with her arms crossed. Those doe orbs could count the many bruises on him (plus possible sprains ), and it concerned her.
❝ And I can’t have you back out there. I know you care a lot about that droid, but I’m sure BB-8 and this friend of yours will be fine. —– Regardless, I think the General would agree with me. I just need to make sure these heal and don’t become worse is all. And I guarantee it’ll get worse if you get back in the middle of it all. ❞
the desire to yell at him for being so reckless was becoming harder and harder to fight against, but she knew it would be such a ‘mom’ thing to do. plus, these were dangerous times and that was why she was needed so often to patch up the cuts and scraps. she knew that these valiant pilots would get injured in their noble cause, but it didn’t stop her from worrying for them all. elena tsked and tutted as she looked him over with a sigh and jotted down some important notes in regards to his condition.
❝ — you’re going to have to take it easy, and by that i mean no flying. ❞
