I loved Murdock's sense of...well just Murdock's craziness. I hope I was able to capture it, and if not, well just tell me. Oh, Sharlto Copley, why do you have to be soo amazing? Enjoy!
Murdock jumped a little, coming from his own little world to the one of a cold reality that he faced everyday. He turned to look at who had disturbed his ingenious plan of escape, only to see a pretty woman in green scrubs standing in his door. She smiled at him, her green eyes, twinkling with warmth, and hope. He thought that it was strange she would look at him with hope, but there was something very familiar about her.
Murdock leaped off the bed, to get closer. He circled her for a second, forcing her to come into the room. She smelled like vanilla. Why did that seem familiar to him? Her long, black hair was pulled into a pony-tail, and as he went around her back, the ends tickled his nose. Who was she? He came back around, staring at her oddly.
"Do I know you?" Aria opened her mouth to speak, but Murdock cut her off before she could. "No, no, let me guess. Egypt '07? No, uh...Tennessee '05. Nope, she was a blonde. Have you ever been a blonde?"
"No, Captain Murdock. I have never been a blonde."
"What about New York '03? No...Italy '07?" He snapped his fingers as a light bulb went on in his head. "I got it! Texas '08!"
"Try Mexico '02." Aria leaned against the doorjamb.
"Mexico...Mexico...Mexico...I didn't do anything in Mexico until '05. Well, that was when I met the team." Realization dawned on him as to what she was talking about.
"Yes, Captain Murdock. Mexico '02."
"Oh, yeah! I remember you! You were that nurse..." He clearly only vaguely remembered her. "Oh, you were that nurse that stopped me from flying my bed-plane! That was a great idea, you know."
"Right, Captain Murdock. Just like jump starting an ambulance was. Remember how that one turned out?"
"Uh...yes?"
"You had 3 cracked ribs and a concussion, not to mention the thrown back and smell of burnt hair!"
"Oh, right! Right! But that bed-plane was probably one of the best ideas I've had and I never got the chance to prove it! How did you end up here?"
"Believe it or not, they wanted me here. Because of you."
"Hehe...nice."
"They called me in early saying you were trying to escape. I wasn't supposed to start until Wednesday. I need to go pick up some things from the post office and unpack, but you were escaping. Which you actually don't appear to be doing."
"Nah, I just like to mess with the nurses. Told them I was gonna fly outta here. He!"
"You haven't tried to escape yet? You've been here for 2 months! You tried to escape at least 4 times a month back in Mexico."
"Eh." Murdock shrugged his shoulders. "That was then, this is now. Maybe I've grown out of those ways." He started to laugh.
Aria sighed. It was going to be a long time before she became used to him again. He had changed quite a bit in the last 8 years, but then so had she. He was still just as handsome, still just as crazy. Or was he? She had only been around him for 10 minutes. You can tell a lot by being around someone for 10 minutes, but not enough to see how much they've changed in almost a decade. It was going to be a long day.
Murdock watched Aria as she left, her hips swaying. He had remembered her almost immediately. It had been the vanilla that had given her away. She had always worn that vanilla perfume in Mexico, and she was the only one he knew that had ever worn such perfume. It was good to see her. She always reminded him of better days. And she had grown up. There was a wisdom in her eyes that wasn't there in Mexico, and she had filled out her figure. He knew she would see right through all his guises and plots. He would have to be careful of her.