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[action]: Office Log Office Log!

Dec 15, 2010 20:04

Who: Rhys and anyone who stops in. I'M LOOKING AT YOU, STATUE VICTIMS. <8|
What: Office log
When: December 16-30
Where: Rhys's office, which is located in the infirmary

Come in, talk for a few, discuss problems, ask questions, etc. etc... Just state a date and a time and we'll be cooler than cool.

ALSO:This is a continuation of the statue ( Read more... )

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DROPOFFS GO HERE!!!! sicklypriest December 16 2010, 04:06:21 UTC

The wild banter exchanged between the parties over the network during these past few days were just too much for Rhys. He hadn't the heart to continue reading another sentence. It certainly seemed like a big deal, what with all the posts and comments and uproar about everyone's differences clashing discordantly. Who was wrong, who was right. Who was better, who was lesser, who was entitled to what kind of life... it was spooky how these messages rang a bell from a not too distant past, a prejudiced and war-engulfed Tellius that Rhys had been a part of. This was really no different than the conflict between beorc and laguz, was it? Rhys felt sick, and not just of body.

He sneezed into a tissue and quickly doused his hands in hand sanitizer once it was tossed in the wastebasket. The schoolwide acrimony may have been a disheartening constant on his mind, but nothing could have prepared the healer for the early morning rush that was about to take place at the infirmary...

Beep beep vroom vroom Tazmilians coming through. 4x4_of_manly December 16 2010, 04:11:20 UTC

Lighter wasted no time in getting to the infirmary; in his haste he might have handled Claus a little more roughly than was socially acceptable, but it was nothing compared to what the battered boy had already been through. He grunted a quick command for Lucas to hold the door open for him.

"Hey! Get a bed ready!"

2x4_of_justice December 16 2010, 05:18:20 UTC

SUDDENLY FLINT BURST THROUGH THE WALL

Flint arrived much faster than you would expect a 40-something mountain man to arrive. He had left Duster far behind. In fact he may have just shoved him out of the way and took off running before Duster even finished explaining what happened.

"Where's Claus!?" He was going to kick all of the butts involved later with extreme prejudice, but this was more important at the moment.

pkloveomega December 16 2010, 05:46:02 UTC

Lucas had been silent and pale for the entire trip up to the infirmary. When Flint burst into the room, he laid an unsteady hand on his dad's arm.

"He's over here," Lucas said quietly. "He's not awake yet."

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UNRELATED TO ANIMEL WANK December 20th black_hawke December 16 2010, 04:40:30 UTC

Hawke had a cold.

A bad one, too. Bad enough for him to admit that he couldn't possibly hole up in his dorm and recover on his own. Nyquil wasn't cutting it, so he'd hauled his sniffly, stuffy mess down to the infirmary, with the hope that Rhys could give him something stronger.

He saw no reason to knock, and staggered in, announcing his presence with a loud sneeze.

Re: UNRELATED TO ANIMEL WANK December 20th sicklypriest December 22 2010, 09:12:25 UTC

Well! That certainly startled him. Rhys had busied himself making one of the beds until he heard the crashing sound of a sneeze entering his room. He rose from his chore to see who it belonged to. "Good to see you, Hawke!" he greeted, and weaved his way out of the bedspaces. "Is there anything I can do for you?"

black_hawke December 23 2010, 03:10:07 UTC

"I'm ill." He said matter-of-factly, sniffling loudly as if to emphasize this fact. "I was wondering if you had anything stronger than over-the-counter cold medicine. It's difficult to sleep."

sicklypriest January 8 2011, 01:10:10 UTC

"Must be a harsh one," Rhys acknowledged sympathetically. "Colds are always different, and they're really hard to deal with sometimes, don't you agree? Well, anyway, what are your worst symptoms?"

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LATER... bed rest, claus edition pkmachomega December 16 2010, 05:50:25 UTC

Some time later, Claus' eyes opened.

He didn't move for a moment, before letting his head roll to one side. There was Pit, lying in a hospital bed much like his own. There was a sharp pain in his chest at the sight. When he rolled his head to the other side, the first thing he noticed was that his damaged wing was being suspended. It was bandaged. A lump began to rise in his throat at the sight. Part of him. They were a part of him. He looked beyond the wing to see people milling around the general area of the infirmary. He croaked out, throat hoarse.

"Who..."

things_go_boom December 16 2010, 06:24:01 UTC

"Hey." Lash stood on the opposite side of Lucas' family. She looked like a mixture of worried friend and confuse bystander who didn't know if she should be here at all.

"I dunno what happened but...uh..." she grinned a little. "Glad to know you're okay."

pkmachomega December 16 2010, 06:26:35 UTC

"Lash... you're back."

Claus tried to smile, but it probably came out as a grimace. He hoped she got the point.

"... Welcome home."

things_go_boom December 16 2010, 06:39:52 UTC

Home. You know, after carting these old ladies around and being overwhelmed with the stupidity and lunacy of Squareenix this place really did feel like home a lot more than anywhere else in her life.

She'd never say that aloud, of course, but merely smiled back and nodded, biting her lip so she didn't cry. That would be pretty lame right now.

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The Blacky Awakens! umbreon_blacky December 16 2010, 13:50:08 UTC

it was hard to tell if Blacky took so long to wake up because she was so badly injured or if it was merely because it was far too early in the day before. Regardless, it was evening before she even opened her eyes, waiting for her vision to clear. She could smell blood and antiseptic... the scent of a hospital-- no, not quite. The infirmary. But why was she there?

It was at that point she became aware of the pain. Her chest throbbed against tightly woven bandages, and she could taste dried blood on her lips. She'd been hurt. Had she hurt someone in return? She couldn't remember anything...

The more immediate, pressing matter was her craving for a cigarette. She opened her mouth to say as much to whoever was around to listen, but all that came out was a feeble whimper.

Re: The Blacky Awakens! goaheadnblunder December 16 2010, 19:18:16 UTC

Next to her right side of the bed was Leon, who had fallen asleep on a chair.

Re: The Blacky Awakens! umbreon_blacky December 16 2010, 19:36:19 UTC

Someone was near her. She could feel it. Jack... She could always count on him to be right there whenever she landed in the hospital or infirmary. Which was far too often for her liking.

But it wasn't him. It was someone else. Leon. Not Jack. In fact, Raiden was nowhere to be found. There were other people in the room, but the pain in her chest was replaced by a crushing loneliness. Did he already go back to New York? He wasn't coming back. At least he didn't have to see her like this. As a failure. She couldn't keep herself safe. Couldn't keep anyone safe. Gamera... What happened to Gamera?

She had to get up. Ask around. She shifted into a more bipedal form and a new agony coursed through her body as her wounded flesh stretched and skeletal structure changed. Her vision blurred again and she let out a sharp cry.

Re: The Blacky Awakens! goaheadnblunder December 16 2010, 20:00:16 UTC

Leon had awakened instantaneously from the cry, now getting off the chair pulling out the knife to hold out in front of him.

No one was near them.

Beside him, however, was now a primate woman instead of a dog.

"Damn me for sleeping. I could have warned you from personal experience not to change forms when injured all over. Hurts like a bitch."

Honestly, he expected her boyfriend to come over to her bedside and make everything all better... but where was he? Naturally, he'll have to leave when Raiden finally does arrive, but it really wasn't something to bring up right now.

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Visit an Amp! volttackler December 16 2010, 14:25:45 UTC

"Pi..."

Amp tried to speak: "Help..." And yet it only came out as the speech any human would hear from a Pokemon. She could feel the IV lodged into her arm, a slight sensation of solid coldness writhing up the very underside of her skin, piercing flesh and vein. This was a feeling she'd never endured before. She'd been stuck through machines in Pokemon Centers on occasion when fights in the forest got too rough, but never had she been put through this manner of hospitalization.

She squealed weakly, a shaky and barely audible cry for help. She was in a hospital, and yet she still felt like she was in danger.

She wanted her mommy.

Re: Visit an Amp! pink_shroom December 16 2010, 15:08:27 UTC

It's not Mommy, but it's someone who will act like your Mommy until you see your real one.

Peach couldn't stand seeing this happen to anyone. In all her years, never has she seen such an act of disgust and hate.

Amp would find Peach sitting down and holding one of Amp's hands softly. This looked painful...the poor young dear...

"...It will be alright..."

Re: Visit an Amp! volttackler December 16 2010, 16:09:41 UTC

"Chuuuuu..."

It wasn't mommy, sure, but it was someone at all at her bedside. Amp stirred a little in her bed, her eyes looking longingly up to Peach. She wanted to get out of bed and run again, feeling as carefree and energetic and happy as before.

She couldn't. She was stuck.

She mewled softly. "Pika..." She moved her other hand to hold Peach's. She was thankful.

Re: Visit an Amp! pink_shroom December 16 2010, 17:04:04 UTC

Peach tried her hardest to put on her best face for Amp, even though she was ready to cry for Amp at just how awful this was. It baffled her at who would cause this amount of pain to someone so sweet and innocent. It didn't take much to realize Amp loved to be free, and here she was...wounded and unable to go anywhere.

She smiled softly at the Pikachu, she wasn't going anywhere unless she wasn't needed.

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