A Nice Nap (Olesya)

[Matrim Gallagher]

Matrim had gotten done with his classes, and the last class of the day was a free period for him. So he decided to go take a nap. Of course, he liked being outside and in the grass so he decided to do this outside, on the field. He used his book bag as a pillow, his left knee bent up, his right leg fully extended. His casted arms were almost mummy like the way they were in their slings. The pain killers felt good, allowing him to rest easy.

He began to whistle a little tune as he laid down, watching the clouds go by with the sun slightly in his eyes. He started to hum a little tune, abandoning the whistling. Then he abandoned the hum for actual sung notes. And then he fell asleep........

Of course, this wouldn't last too long...... sadly.

[Olesya]

"Watch where you're going! Les-!"

"Oh-WHOA!"

The blue and yellow nerf football just beyond her fingertips, Olesya collided with the outstretched legs, falling backwards in a classic tumble. The ball bounced off her fingertips and fell out of reach as the ground rose to meet her, sending her head over heels with a groan.

What was she doing in the first place, you ask?

Playing in the courtyard of course. A game of catch to be precise. She and a few other students who were done with their work had formed a large circle and were throwing the ball back and forth until one of the boys threw too high, causing the ex-VC to chase after it. Her eye on the all, she failed to notice a set of feet in her direct running path.

[Matrim Gallagher]

"Oh-WHOA!" Olesya exclaimed ever so nicely as she found herself colliding with Matrim, who was currently having a dream about falling asleep in grave, and accidentally being buried alive. Maybe it was the way his arms were, but in his dream he had to scratch and claw his way out, but he couldn't get his hands free enough to scratch at the top of the coffin. Of course, in his real life he was constantly shifting his arms back and forth trying to scratch at the top of a coffin that was not there. His face showing signs of distress as he couldn't claw his way out.

Then when Olesya hit him, in his dream the coffin gave in at the feet, and dirt poured in, and for some reason he was able to move his feet freely through the dirt. But his arms which were not covered in dirt could not move at all from their mummified position. Matrim woke abruptly yelling, "I AM NOT WORM FOOD!"

He was sitting up now, his eyes adjusting to the sudden light he couldn't see anything, and it wasn't like he could wipe his eyes with his hand or anything. So after a few blinks he noticed the position he had left himself in, "I really hate pain killer dreams.... Olesya is that you? Are you alright? How'd you get in my bedroom...."

He then started to remember that he was taking a nap on the grass, and yawned, shaking the hair out of his face so he could see properly.

[Olesya]

"Oof."

"I AM NOT WORM FOOD!"

Les righted herself up, propping herself on her hands and bending her knees, disentangling their legs as she looked at him strangely. Worm food? Matrim blinked, looking at her in a peculiar fashion before asking why she was in his bedroom. Olesya blinked in return before laughing. The sort of laugh that started as a chuckle, bubbling into a full laugh, and she rolled onto her back, holding her stomach with her arms. She didn't know what made it so funny, just the whole absurdity of the entire situation.

A few moments later, she pulled herself back up again, wiping a tear from her eye.

"I should be asking if you're alright." She laughed.

[Matrim Gallagher]

"I should be asking if you're alright." She seemed to have laughed quite a bit about what he had said. It was quite terrifying after all, he was pretty dramatized by the whole thing. And then Matrim realized he was an idiot about three seconds later when he tried to get up. He looked left, and then right and hopped where he was sitting.

"Bloody brilliant," Matrim said, "Just have to figure out how to get up......" He then leaned back, rolled over onto his arms and face, brought his knees up, an then brought his upper body up so he was facing away on his knees. He brought his left foot up and then lifted upward, turning around he noticed he had grass blades all over his body and even in his hair, "Oh that's lovely..... can't even dust myself off can I?"

He then did what could only be described as the motion a dog makes to dry itself off when it's wet. Starting at his head and working downward in an attempt to shake the blades of grass of his body, "Ok, now that that's out of the way, how are you doing? Having a nice day? The weather is lovely isn't it?"

Dear God shoot me now, please.....

[Olesya]

Olesya's laughing faded as Matrim tried to get up, and she remembered that he was injured. That wasn't funny. She stood as well, and was going to help him up but he had a handle on it, climbing to his feet.

"Oh that's lovely..... can't even dust myself off can I?"

She bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing again at his bizarre shaking, deciding to save him from his misery.

"Hold on, wait. Stand still for a second."

She would insist before stepping forward and brushing the grass off of him. She felt bad, first having woken him up, then laughed at him, and not helped him up when both his arms were broken. Les didn't believe in pity, she wasn't doing this just because she felt bad for him, she was doing it because she respected him, from the few times they had met and the time they had fought.

Picking one last blade of grass from his hair, she shook her head with a grin. "Ok, now that that's out of the way, how are you doing? Having a nice day? The weather is lovely isn't it?"

"It is quite nice today, actually. My day has been fine. How are you doing? Healing?"

[Matrim Gallagher]

"Hold on, wait. Stand still for a second." She brushed the grass off of him and he hated being treated like a helpless cripple, but the truth of the matter was he'd let it happen. But at least she wasn't baby talking him, that was at least a good thing, "It is quite nice today, actually. My day has been fine. How are you doing? Healing?"

"Trying to," He said, "The faster I heal, the faster I can get back to playing goal keeper. But I guess that won't be for awhile. It's my own fault I guess, I wanted to fight Mathew, and I wanted to fight him full on with no holding back."

Though I wasn't expecting this at all..... two broken arms tch... such a hassle. These things better heal before I get too angry and just rip them off....

"So how about you, haven't seen you since... well since we fought and met all at the same time." Matrim said, looking back at his book bag and he knelt down on one knee, grabbing the top handle cloth thing with his mouth, standing up he took his right arm from it's sling, putting it through on of the straps, and then puttting it back in his sling. He then threw his head to the right letting go with his mouth so his bag was hanging off of that one shoulder.

[Olesya]

"Trying to, the faster I heal, the faster I can get back to playing goal keeper. But I guess that won't be for awhile. It's my own fault I guess, I wanted to fight Mathew, and I wanted to fight him full on with no holding back."

The smile vanished from her face as her jaw dropped slightly. Mathew did this to him? She had faced Dragon Boy once in the correctional facility, but all she got out of it was a kiss, a headbutt (and minor concussion), and the boots she now wore. She had gotten off easy, it seemed.

Matrim seemed to be doing well enough in his current situation, hoisting his backpack onto his back. Les wanted to step in to help again, as was her nature, but she was sure he didn't want to be coddled. Men were independent and all that, having two broken arms probably made him feel weak as it was without having to have someone watch over him hand and foot.

"I've been alright, enjoying the ex-pillar life to be honest. I've got more time to play sports and practice with the band, you know. Never had time for that when I was running the school."

Losing the title to Matrim was like a blessing in disguise. Some people got really bitter over it, and the majority of those seeking the titles were power hungry fools, but it had been a good choice. Even in his current incapacitated state, Les understood that it had been for the best.

[Matrim Gallagher]

"I've been alright, enjoying the ex-pillar life to be honest. I've got more time to play sports and practice with the band, you know. Never had time for that when I was running the school."

"Believe me I know the feeling...." Matrim said, and maybe it was the pain killers, but he thought he'd explain how he knew, "Was School Captain at my old school. And during that time my girlfriend, fiance now, was nearly killed, my Student Body President and best friend actually was killed, my Head of School Newsletter's brother died and she went away for quite some time, and my Varsity Captain didn't do a damn thing. So I pretty much ran the whole school while under pressure. It's the reason I'm as strong as I am today. Had to get strong, and had to get that way quick. I had all kinds of people after me.... then finally I lost the title to a somewhat tyrannical leader, and it wasn't even a fight..."

He stopped and looked up at there and laughed a little, "Sorry that was weird... got a little uhh deep there. Anyway, speaking of sports, Soccer practice is starting up soon. Don't forget... " (OOC: Actually going to make a thread for it when I wake up tomorrow) Matrim then took a deep breath. If she wanted to hear more about him he'd tell her, but for the most part he would avoid finishing the story, there wasn't that much more to tell after all. There was a lot in his past, but he was more focused on the here and now.

[Olesya]

Olesya grinned when he apologized about pretty much venting his life story about pillarship. In all actuality she found it interesting that he had basically been all of the positions at one point in time, and actually ran most if not all of the hierarchy himself. This reassured her that he had been a good person to lose to.

"S'alright."

She grinned, waving it off. When he mentioned that soccer practice as starting soon, she nodded. Speaking of practice, she would have to get practices up and running for volleyball as well. It was nice that she still had a leading role in the sports, albeit a smaller one.

"I'll be there. Who else would lead the offense if I didn't?"

She winked, as a couple of kids she'd been playing catch with shouted for her to hurray her ass up. She waved to them, picking up the ball before smiling sheepishly to the new VC.

"I gotta run, I'll see you around, yeah?"

[Matrim Gallagher]

"Yeah sure thing," Matrim said, not waving, but rather winking. He found it was the easiest way to acknowledge someone in his current condition. It was a good thing he hadn't been wearing his patch, or else he wouldn't be able to wink without making it look like a blink. In any case, he watched her go before slowly walking off towards a place he could sleep easier. Perhaps on top of a table somewhere, or maybe somewhere like on the roof where he could scoot over to the staircase for an easier time getting up. Either way he would try and find one.

"Oh, and since I'll be playing forward, I guess we'll be competing for points, eh?" He said. And then turned back away, heading off and leaving Olesya to have fun with her friends. He walked off, wondering if he should have fought her as hard as he did. He fought her for all the wrong reasons, and when he initially won the title it felt... tainted.

"Later.... Olly." He said, coming up with his own nick name for her. He did this with some kids with strange or long names. Like Aternity... well he didn't make that nick name, but he adopted the use of the nickname Ternie. Either way, he felt a little better with what he had done since there didn't seem to be a lot of bad blood between him and her.

[Olesya]

"Yeah, if you can keep up with me!"

It was a bit of a challenge, but a healthy challenge at that. Afterall, they were going to be playing for the same team, so chances were they'd have to work together to score points. She quirked an eyebrow as he said goodbye. Olly? That was a new one. It made the former Varsity Captain grin and shake her head, waving off to him as she tossed the ball to her friends.

"Later, Matty boy."

She skipped into a run, catching up with the kids who were playing catch.