standingxbear:

the-perfect-scientist‌:

Carlos was nervous and scared. Honestly, he worried that his weight and grip would impede Standing Bear too much, but at the same time he really, really didn’t want to let go. His Pipboy clicked wildly, warning them of the rads in the water. Carlos wished sometimes there was a way to silence it.

“L-let me know if-if it gets too hard to swim,” Carlos murmured right next to the other man’s ear. He didn’t know what he’d do, but… he didn’t know.

Bear knew the sound but ignored it. Radiation sickness was just another part of life. He knew ways to make eating and drinking safer, but for now… Bear ignore Carlos’ comment, too. They would make it across. Standing Bear was not about to let Carlos attempt to swim himself, injured as he was. But Bear was injured as well. He was just better at hiding it.

They got to the other side, Bear looked paler, but helped Carlos onto the bank before crawling up himself. His red shirt was dripping with water, and blood, the wound to his side only briefly halted in bleeding from the cold river water.

Carlos got off of Standing Bear as soon as he could, though he did pull on his shoulder a bit as he did. Carlos couldn’t help the little whine he made as he dropped his bag and rubbed at his arm. However, looking back at Standing Bear had him concerned.

“Uh – Bear, are you okay? Oh no – how bad are you hurt?” Had Carlos not noticed it? He didn’t look good.

standingxbear:

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@the-perfect-scientist

In spite of Carlos’ gut reaction, he really couldn’t argue with that.
He held onto his bag with one hand, trying to keep the strap up closer
to his neck so that his injured shoulder didn’t get too much of the
weight on it. With his other hand he reached out to grip Standing Bear’s
offered arm.

“I feel like an old woman,” Carlos joked with a slight smile on his face.

“An old woman who will live getting across this river. Hold on to me,” Standing bear guided his hands to hold on his around his waist and neck, piggyback style. Once he felt Carlos was secure enough, he walked into the river, quickly reaching up to his neck before he had to swim across.

Carlos was nervous and scared. Honestly, he worried that his weight and grip would impede Standing Bear too much, but at the same time he really, really didn’t want to let go. His Pipboy clicked wildly, warning them of the rads in the water. Carlos wished sometimes there was a way to silence it.

“L-let me know if-if it gets too hard to swim,” Carlos murmured right next to the other man’s ear. He didn’t know what he’d do, but… he didn’t know.