Private Lonely Are The Brave

[Tansu Treicolt]

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"Hhnngg." Tansu groaned out. Having time was both a blessing and a curse.
A blessing because it helped her know what to say. A curse because it meant Talsin was worse off than he was making himself appear, and further, it could mean additional time for Talin to slip deeper into the psychosis Tansu had already felt.

So maybe it was just a curse.

"Please let Arkanians muck around with your DNA one day, cowboy. Your bacta allergy is the worst for your line of work. How much easier would it be to strap you into one of those diapers and plunk you in a tube for a few hours." She pressed her nose into his, wrinkling it, and shaking her head.

"I'm glad to hear the full recovery bit though. More than glad. It's all I wanted. How are you feelin' now? Tired? You wanna rest?"

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Talsin Lota
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[Talsin Lota]

Tansu Treicolt

"Yeah, I should. I asked the docs for a few stimulants so we could have this discussion..." He yawned softly, head slowly going back to rest on the cushion. "But I think... it's starting to wear off now. Gimme a kiss and I am gonna try and get some sleep."

Then a pause.

"Actually send in the doc when you leave? Got a few things I still need to discuss with him." No matter how much she pushed and prodded Talsin wasn't going to budge on what he was going to discuss. However after about half an hour someone would come to her. They'd be very apologetic, saying how they didn't know that Tansu was Talsin's romantical partner and that they have upgraded her security status accordingly. She'd receive a badge, giving her passage way through most of the station.

Her cabin situation also was upgraded, in fact, she was given access to Talsin's private quarters if she was feeling like doing some private snooping while her man was off sorts.

The next few days were touch and go. Some were a bit easier, him feeling better, then there were moments where he felt worse. It was natural, the doctors would say, they couldn't treat him with bacta. It meant that his body needed to heal on its own with whatever support they could muster. It was strange but even if Auteme would have tried to heal him more, his body seemed to reject the effort.

After about a week things seemed to improve again.

She was asked to join him on his second physical therapy session.

"Hey Tan." He'd greet her, currently in a chair, but watching the parallel bar set-up. "Doc thought it would be best if you helped me trying to get back to... you know, walking."

There hadn't been any permanent neurological damage, but he had been given a hard shake and tumble. They noticed that walking didn't come easy to him now, he felt light in his head, his feet didn't seem to want to obey immediately.

"Hope you don't mind?"

 

[Tansu Treicolt]

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"You've really got somethin' irreparable goin' on with that head o' yours if you think I'd mind." Tansu scolded, bracing both the arm rests of his chair and leaning into a kiss.

His recovery had taken longer than she'd hoped, and the routines they had him doing made her all too aware of how delicate and precious life was. She'd known it before, but seeing a healing process first hand, waiting for updates, holding his hand through the low times, calcified the truth of ephemerality.

She had never needed patience like this.

"Let's getcha outta this chair." The space between his seat and the bars was minimal. Enough room to stand and take a step or two but no more. Her hands fell over his, before she paused.

"Or do you wanna take the lead and I stick with spottin' ya? How involved do you want me to be?

Because no matter what, I’m gonna be here every step of the way.”

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Talsin Lota
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[Talsin Lota]

A kiss came in return and he smiled against her lips. "Well, yes, but I don't want to assume and make you think I take you for granted." Said there softly as he glanced towards the apparatus again.

"No, I think for the first time, help me up. I don't want to land on my face and do even more damage to it." He teased there. "It is my money maker, you know."

His hand curled into her offering and slowly started to climb up to his feet. The standing part wasn't a big issue, but she'd feel the way he swayed on his feet, leaning against her heavily. The first step towards the rig was fraught. The second one too. He needed to lean on her rather heavily, Tansu would realize he couldn't have done it without her.

"Maybe I should have gotten punched in the face when I was a kid. Grow a thicker head, what do you think?" A smile there as they finally reached the bars, hands switching to lean there instead.

"It's just a set of bars..." Talsin muttered, licking his lips, feeling more like having to walk a cord across a canyon.

Tansu Treicolt

 

[Tansu Treicolt]

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Why would the doctor think that she was capable of helping here, rather than a licensed practitioner? Tansu hadn't been able to come up with a reason until Talsin expressed not taking her for granted.

She smirked roguishly, and as she helped him up and her lips brushed close to his ear: "Cowboy, you can take me any way you like."

Tansu pulled away then, expression bright with mischief and giving him space to step between them as he rose. He couldn't do it though, not readily, and she found herself tightly pressed against him to support.

"You might be overthinking it." Tansu offered, feeling his hesitation stretch beyond his muscles. "They're the same kinda bars you've done handsprings from."

Gingerly, she maneuvered to be in front of him again, take her place between the bars and keep him within arm's reach should he falter.

Maybe the doctor'd thought this a good idea because she was so unlike a traditional practitioner, and she was probably the only one on this gargantuan station that had witnessed Talsin at his peak. Even against Zantra, mentally impaired, he'd been all grace and fluidity. But his brain and feet weren't talking to one another, apparently. Maybe all caught up in doubt's interference.

"I know y'aint a gamblin' man, but how's about a deal." She moved her hands away from him, forcing the issue to get his palms to the bars.

Part of the upgrades that came with her private suite was access to Lota-approved garments. A far cry from her usual short skirts and tall boots, but she was making it work, styling them in ways that would probably make the noblewomen gasp if any where onboard. Her fingers moved to her blouse, demonstrating her offer: "Each step taken is a button undone."

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Talsin Lota
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[Talsin Lota]

Cowboy, you can take me any way you like."

If he was drinking something, he'd certainly choke in his glass right about now. Instead he almost tripped over his feet and his whole face and neck burned up like a christmas lamp.

"I- um." Talsin swallowed, but his mouth was suddenly so dry. "-well, what I was going to say is..."

Eyes a bit wide and he glanced over to her. "Gosh, you know exactly what to say to just completely wipe my brain, huh?" And he quickly leaned in and stole a kiss that was this side of passionate. She certainly had inspired him. After a moment Tal detached however, because it was important to practice this and to heal.

Especially now that he was reminded of how important full-motion was for their... extracurricular activities.

"Each step taken is a button undone."

It was a good thing he was holding himself on the bars, because that made him actually gasp. "Tansu!" Entirely flustered and flushed there, but he did not protest, which was notable. Instead he licked his lips and quickly gave an inspired once-over.

"I... well, I need to be properly motivated, to make sure my healing goes as efficiently as possible." Then a little smirk, a smirk she hadn't truly seen in a long time now.

"Be my bacta, Tan?"

 

[Tansu Treicolt]

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Delighted, she laughed. The unrestrained, head tossed-back kind. She loved him like this. The flush on his cheeks, the smirk on his lips, and the heavy, glossy look in his eyes, he was gorgeous.

"Bacta without the diaper feels like cheating." She smiled, and took her first leading step backward, teasing the first button loose. Pointedly, she looked at his feet, hands hovering over the second.

"But you got it. You got me."

She poked her toe forward to tap his as another note of encouragement.

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Talsin Lota
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[Talsin Lota]

He laughed there right along with her.

"But you got it. You got me."

But that's where the joy truly started, eyes shining, nodding there as he made another careful step. "Maybe we will need to do this sort of physical therapy more often..." Talsin said, biting his lip as he glanced up at her and then back down to his feet. It was more challenging than he wanted it to be, but his doctors said he just needed to be patient.

Hands squeezed around the bars and he forced himself into another step.