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Started August 06, 2018 by Deleted user

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"We're not taking you anywhere you don't want to go." Susan said.

"I mean, it's not like I can really go anywhere anyways, is it? I'm fine with going somewhere so long as I know where it is that we're going."

"Sounds like a fair agreement." the Doctor said.

(Yeah but I'll have to go soon)
Pit nodded, fighting the urge to try and sit up again. He couldn't bear sitting still for so long, so he wasn't sure how well this arrangement of him not moving would really go. He was becoming more and more aware of how incompetent he was at the moment; how vulnerable he was.

"Whoa, you're still injured, take it easy." Susan said, leaning forward as if to catch Pit if he fell.

"I'll be fine… when will you allow me to get moving again? Being this stationary is unbearable." Pit rubbed his side, wincing a bit as pain shot through it. Great, so that's still not healed… I thought angels were supposed to heal quickly? Wouldn't be the only flaw about me, honestly…

"Just take it slowly. You're probably able to get up, walk about the room a bit even, but you still need rest." Susan told Pit.

Take it slowly… but I don't work slow! If you go slow, you get left behind! Nonetheless, Pit stayed put. If he legitimately shouldn't be moving around, he would follow instructions, no matter how much it pained him to do so. He'd probably done much more physically painful things, anyways, like that time his wings burned up when he decided to save Dark Pit.

"Anyways, if you could just sit up slowly and try to stand up, that would be lovely, you seem to recover at a faster rate than the average human so you'll probably be fully recovered in a week or so." the Doctor said.

Pit restrained himself from just swinging off the bed, choosing to do what the Doctor said and to sit up slowly. He held one hand against the bed for support as he stood up, color soon draining from his face. Whatever… you have to push through it if you're ever going to get better.

"Whoa, take it slowly. Let me help you." Susan said, helping to support Pit and stand him up.

This is so frustrating! I'm just so… useless! Pit looked up at Susan as she supported him, his eyes showing all the pent up frustration with himself that he was refraining from expressing. Just keep calm… it's stupid to think you'd be fine right away anyways.

The Doctor rushed over with a pair of crutches, handing them to Pit. Susan was still by his side, making sure that if Pit fell she would be there to catch him.

Pit slowly took the crutches, examining them with a confused expression. "What… what are these? What do they do?"

"Here, like so." the Doctor said, taking them and showing Pit how they worked, then handing them back to Pit.

I have to use these to walk? That's ridiculous! There's no way I could do that… really wishing I could fly right now. Pit reluctantly accepted the crutches again, but sat down on the bed rather than trying to use them. If he was going to learn how to use them, he'd do it on his own time unless specifically instructed to do so right now. Given the option, he'd really rather not fail and fall over in front of all of them.

"Come on Pit, you've got to keep trying." Susan urged. "You can't give up now!"

"I-I know, I'm just… I don't know…" Pit looked at the crutches, hating that he needed them at all. I'm afraid of failure, aren't I? Why is it that this is always a problem…?

"Listen, you've got to try. It's better to try and fail than give up before even trying at all and never succeeding." the Doctor told Lucas.

Pit hesitated before getting back on his feet, leaning on the crutches. His face paled again as he attempted to move, gripping the crutches tightly when he almost fell over. This is hopeless… His heart was pounding and he stopped again, not wanting to carry on for fear of collapsing.

"Sit down, take a break. You should rest a bit more, that's it." Susan said, lowering Pit back down onto the bed and getting him a glass of water.

I thought the Doctor wanted me to do this, though? Pit allowed Susan to move him and accepted the water gratefully, a bit a color returning to his face when he drank it. I'll have to practice more on my own time…

"You just sit there and take all the time you need. It's been a rough day." Susan said.

"Yes, ma'am.." Pit answered as he gently set the cup down on the bedside table. He leaned the crutches against the wall, his eyes lingering upon them with distaste before he pulled his gaze away. "What happens now?" Lucas asked, looking up at Susan and the Doctor.