[D2 LE] Tis But A Scratch (Open)

[Maja Eklund]

After limping her beloved Wurm back to base and nervously flitting around the mechanics and engineers looking over the damage Maja had been shooed off to the impromptu med clinic on the other side of the hanger to give the workers some space.

Still, even as she held an icepack to her new black eye the pilot hadn't taken the other off her mech. That was fixable....right? Probably...totally.

[Dorgan Bruun]

With Blondie safely home and awaiting her turn at inspection by the mech techs, Bruun had taken about 30 seconds to towel sweat off his head, pull a loose flannel shirt on with his cargo shorts, and head for Wurm's bay to check on Maja. I want her ok. And I want her hurt, because she needs to learn...

Seeing the ice pack but no bandages, Bruun sighs in relief. And probably ends up angrier as a result.

"First Sergeant Eklund," he says sternly. "Are you ok?"

[Maja Eklund]

With Blondie safely home and awaiting her turn at inspection by the mech techs, Bruun had taken about 30 seconds to towel sweat off his head, pull a loose flannel shirt on with his cargo shorts, and head for Wurm's bay to check on Maja. I want her ok. And I want her hurt, because she needs to learn...

Seeing the ice pack but no bandages, Bruun sighs in relief. And probably ends up angrier as a result.

"First Sergeant Eklund," he says sternly. "Are you ok?"

It takes a few seconds for the message to filter all the way through to her as Maja’s eyes remain fixed on her distant mech?

When it does she turns and blinks a few times?
“Me? Ach. Is fine, I have had worse very often. We got everyone to home in one piece?”

[Dorgan Bruun]

Bruun sits on a crate close by so he's not yelling at her. And so when he leans forward and glares it'll be uncomfortable.

"Yeah, we did," he says tiredly. "But we were real close to some of us not making it." He looks at her intently.

[Maja Eklund]

Bruun sits on a crate close by so he's not yelling at her. And so when he leans forward and glares it'll be uncomfortable.

"Yeah, we did," he says tiredly. "But we were real close to some of us not making it." He looks at her intently.

Maja unconsciously leans back slightly.

“Well, the fight was not a good one. We were ambushed. I was very worried for Herr Abs and Herr Chow....”

[Dorgan Bruun]

"Aye, and you," he looks at her seriously. "You are one very lucky mech pilot."

[Maja Eklund]

"Aye, and you," he looks at her seriously. "You are one very lucky mech pilot."

There’s a quiet sigh and her free arm gestures towards the mangled Wyvern
“I am not feeling the luck. They tell me there is no arm to fix her, what is a Wurm without her horns?”

[Dorgan Bruun]

"She's a damn sight more use than a mech without a pilot," he snaps. He's trying not to yell at the young woman, but Bruun's hardly a subtle man, and he is upset.

"Did you see how damn close that Hetzer gun came to Wurm's head... Where you were?"

[Maja Eklund]

"She's a damn sight more use than a mech without a pilot," he snaps. He's trying not to yell at the young woman, but Bruun's hardly a subtle man, and he is upset.

"Did you see how damn close that Hetzer gun came to Wurm's head... Where you were?"

Maja starts making herself small and less of a target, her gaze dropping to the floor.

“Ach... it was closer than it should have been. I think if there had been more time I would have been more scared.”

[Dorgan Bruun]

The word scared resonates with Bruun, and he knows scaring her too much will only make things worse.

"Look, I'm not your boss, and I'm not your big brother, but I need to know why you tried to DFA that Hetzer. Because I want to help you be a great first sergeant," he says encouragingly.