February Aftermath Log

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February Aftermath Log
Dominant Element: Fire
Waning Element: Wind

Full Moon: February 1st - 3rd

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In the days after the mission, winter has slowly begun to wane. The days are slowly getting longer as the days get warmer. While there are still the occasional snowfalls, there are more warmer days than there are cold. It's a nice reprieve, after all you've been through this month-- a gentle, subtle reminder that spring isn't far away.

The Hospital

While there was a triage tent with healers available during the rescue mission, some folks will require more medical aid than be provided. After the mission is wrapped up - these folks will be carted off to the Kaisou Central Hospital in Central Square. For the most part, it's an ordinary hospital meant to serve ordinary patients. However luckily, this particular hospital does have a paranormal ward that is designed to cater to folks of the paranormal persuasion. As such, characters will be able to get treated by doctors who have a better chance of understanding what magical issues you may have.

During their stay at the hospital, some patients will be lucky enough to get their own solo rooms. Otherwise, you might get paired up with one or more roommates that you got to share your time with. There's visiting hours where people are allowed to visit, as well as waiting areas, a hospital cafeteria, a gift shop, a chapel, and so on. Basically, it's a hospital and has all the things you'd expect to find in a hospital to make your healing process go as smoothly as feasibly possible. And even better, Zodiac has claimed they will cover your hospital bills- so rest, try to rest up, and try not to think about the Horrors you endured.

Afterparty Meals

For those who aren't bound for the hospital, you're probably ending this mission feeling completely famished! So why not take this opportunity to grab a few friends and head to the first restaurant that sounds good to you? If you're particularly lucky, some may even be still having Valentine's Day specials- so you can still get on the lovers holiday that you missed. Otherwise if you're not up for partying it up at Five Guys- then you can always head home or any other location in the city to rest and try to work past all the Horrors.

Returning to the Basement

However for some of you? The work isn't finished. While all the people responsible for this atrocity have been slain, there's still work to be done in the tower's basement. A lot of the captives still have personal items down there that they'd probably appreciate being retrieved. There's also research files that need to continued to be collected. Finally, there's plenty of monsters still roaming the halls of this place. Someone should... probably take care of that, or at least make sure they don't come crawling up to the surface.

OOC Notes

The dominant element this month is Fire! Anyone with an affinity to the Fire element will find themselves boosted throughout the month. This could mean a boost to their power, having more energy, feeling more inspired with creativity, having better luck on different attempts -- the boost can manifest in all sorts of different ways. By contrast, anyone with an affinity for Shadow will be experiencing the opposite. Perhaps their powers will be weaker, they have less energy, they're having a creative block or general worse luck - again it can manifest in all sorts of way and players are free to play with this mechanic as they'd like.

The original OOC plotting post for this event can be found here, and the original mission long can be found here. Please feel free to continue backtagging the mission log. This post is meant more for stuff that is going on in the following days and the rest of February!

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Horse in the Hospital

[supercausal]

[The smile on Carolyns face was definitely strained, her mask being harder to keep up with everyone making her stay bed bound. Sneaking away from the doctors would be one thing, but her friends checking in on her made it harder. The thing making it the hardest though was Centrifuge, her Iron Valiant, acting like a reverse guard dog. The Pokemon wouldn’t let her move an inch, insisting on getting her things for her.]

It’s just a broken leg, I truly do not understand why I can’t go to my lab. There is too much work to be done to be trapped in bed.

[She did not do well being doted on and this was definitely pushing that even more.]

[paraselenic]

Arguing with the hotel staff, are we, miss?

[Lycaon gently knocks at the door, his ears perked at hearing her words. Perhaps she was saying that every time someone showed up at the door. More likely than not because they were nurses tending to her.]

I apologize for the intrusion. My name is Lycaon, I'm the owner of the restaurant at the Vogue bar & theatre.

[He chuckles, nodding in respect to the Iron Valiant who seems to be tending to her.]/small> I will not take up too much of your time. I simply have made meals for all of the people who were victims of the recent events.]

Surely you can hold off your prison break for a meal?

[In one of his hands is a tray, balanced elegantly on his fingers with a plate, which seems to be covered in aluminum foil to keep the heat in. In the crook of his elbow is a plastic bag, likely for utensils and the like.]

let me know if this doesn't work!

[poisontippedcure]

[Why is Rose in the hospital? Well, she had to fight her boyfriend back in the Tower.]

[Her boyfriend who may or may not have been a dragon.]

[But Rose is desperately trying to ignore that she's here for herself, so she's checking on the rescued captives. That's how she finds Carolyn.]

Because, the more you move, the longer your leg will remain injured. If you want to get back to work, the best thing to do is rest now.

[reignitions]

Can you blame your friend there for worrying?

[There's Shio leaning against the door frame, bags in hand.]

Hey.

Mockingbird Post-Mission "Job Well Done" and "Welcome Home Cheater" IHOP Outing

[paraselenic]

[Not too far from the Hospital--probably right across from the parking lot is an International House of Pancakes. IHOP, if you will. With Mockingbird's mission an overwhelming success and the information mostly gathered with the exception of a few files still bogged down by malware, it was time to celebrate.

So. Why is this table full of a bunch of awkward 20-30 somethings sitting silently with their meal?

The table consists of Hugo, Vlad, Lighter, Maxima, Lia and Caleb. A sampler platter has been provided for free ever since Lycaon flashed his 'one free appetizer' coupon to the waitress (who checks the fine print and nods seeing Lighter is officially here, and that Hugo is his date).

Lycaon himself has ordered T-bone steak & eggs for his meal, with a side of toast and an extra cup of fruit, knowing full well Hugo will forget to order one himself. He's already putting it within eating distance of the vampire as his legs cross to the side of the table, folding his arms.

Aside from his own meal, there's pancakes of all kinds ordered just for anyone to take, as well as some appetizers that weren't free.

As for conversation. Well...silence sure is taking a seat at the table with them.]

So.

[His gaze turns to Lighter. Now that the mission had bee complete, it was time to address the Big Daddy in the room.]

[ooc: feel free to also be at this IHOP witnessing the awkward.]

[fuegor]

So.

[You ever just sit in place knowing the tension in the room could be cut with a dull fingernail and it's your own fault?

Lighter is just asking for a friend.

It wasn't weird for him getting free appetizers cause he accompanied someone else on a "date". But this didn't feel like watching Vash and Wolfwood (whose names he only remembered because they sound cool as heck) mess with each other. He felt like he was on trial.

... No, no being on trial wasn't as bad as this.

Part of him thought save me appetizer platter but a man wouldn't go back on his responsibility to explain himself. Explain why he left with barely a word to anyone. Especially those he made a promise to.

He took a deep breath.]

Pret-ty sure we're not just here because of the coupon. No.

I... owe all of you an explanation. And an apology. You don't need to accept it right away, and if you do I don't expect you to forgive me either.

[...]

The short version is... I didn't... know how to handle... having a "home".

... The long version is gonna take some time if you're willing to hear the whole thing.

[...with some omissions he wasn't ready to voice yet. Some things were just... they weren't... relevant to Mockingbird right now.]

Briefly here-!

[doublethumbsup]

[Hermes is not here for the Awkward. Hermes is here picking up an order for DoorDash. Of course, when they see the gang, they start waving. Cheerfully.]

[They start jogging over, and about halfway, they get the Vibes. The awkward vibes. Their expression cringes and Hermes just keeps right on jogging past, order bag in hand-]

GoodlucksorryaboutwhateverhappenedorcongratsIiiiiiidontknowbye-!

[And then they’re gone. Out a bathroom door.]

[blossominghopes]

[Lia, for her part, thinks Lighter could stand to sweat a little but if she's honest, she's not terribly interested in lecturing or anything of the sort. Such things are best left to Lycaon, if she were to be honest.

As such, she's largely going to be checking out of the conversation to focus on the food. She calmly cuts into a customized omelette, as well as swiping a strip of bacon from one of the plates of sides she'd ordered for people to take from as they please.

That being said, she's very good at only tuning out a conversation as long as she doesn't hear her name.]

[myriadeclipse]

[ Hugo didn't order anything himself. His mind was still in a daze. Between the holy energy that was still wearing off in the facility and doing more IT work in the last few weeks than he has ever done in his life, his brain was all over the place and nowhere at the same time.

A plate of pancakes made its way in front of him at some point, and he has no idea how. The fruit, at least, was something he saw that snow-white paw suggesting to him. Where it sat in his current recollection was anyone's guess. The surrounding conversations were somewhat observed. Lighter was receiving a talking to. Lia was shy about the business. Hugo was momentarily freaking out their waitress, his hand snaking out to grab her wrist as she passes with surprising coordination for a man that looks like he may be the walking dead, he says two words, three if you ass the 'please', and lets her go back around her business.

Then... he returns to cutting. Returns? At some point in his haze, he began to cut the pancakes up in to perfectly measurable squares, but not eat them. One pancake and then another, putting only enough pressure in the pancake under it to score where the cuts should be with perfect knife control. Even when he gets down to the plate, it doesn't make a sound. ]

[moderni]

[Maxima is here, sitting close enough next to Lighter for occasional incidental contact as moral support, and otherwise being relatively unobtrusive.

He's picking slowly at his breakfast with a fork in one hand, the other resting somewhere beneath the table (where Lighter is clutching it like a lifeline as he endures his confrontation). Aside from this, his gaze drifts around the room without landing directly on anyone's face, as deftly as a man avoiding acknowledging the other passengers at a bus stop. Unless someone actively tries to get his attention, he's going to just keep listening to everything while pretending not to be fully present.]

Harumasa Asaba | Zenless Zone Zero | OTA

[life_ethereal]

[Harumasa sets the tone immediately for what his hospital stay is going to be like. Once they arrive with the archer, he's in fight-or-flight mode just by being inside the building. His adrenaline spiking and heart racing, his instincts choose the "fight" option when normally he'd be able to control himself better. His gryphon instincts are still wild due to the circumstances in which it had been awakened within him, and so he lashes out at the nurses and hospital staff that try to take Harumasa back. The inhuman noises coming from his throat are like taking the powerfully intimidating roar of a lion and crossing it with the croaky caw of a crow. On paper, it sounds kind of silly, but in practice it's unnerving.

Fortunately, he doesn't need to be sedated, but it's a close call. Harumasa's able to calm down enough to let them do their job. Yet he's never relaxed. Not even with the people he thinks are safe. It's not until the staff decide to redecorate the room to make it look less like it's in a hospital that he starts to feel a little more at ease. They can't do anything that would compromise the other patients in the ward, but it's enough to make it feel a little more homey.

It's been a couple days of settling in for a long hospital stay. Despite his best efforts, Harumasa's starting to show obvious and visible signs of extremely poor sleep. He's just too wired to relax enough to get a more meaningful amount of sleep. Even with all the people he trusts around him, the archer just... can't. Harumasa's exhausted and it's a struggle to keep his weight from dropping. At this point, the only thing that seems to work is making sure he gets snacks throughout the day since he has no appetite for a meal.

It doesn't help that Apollo's quiet in his head. It's not unexpected, but it doesn't help his mental and emotional state. The Sun God has to pull back in that way so that Harumasa's body can properly heal. Still... it feels like torture.

Harumasa's currently going through one of the Sudoku books that Varian got him for his birthday. Anything to keep him from going into a panic attack. Again. However, when anyone comes to visit, he'll look up from the book and give a tired yet friendly smile.]

Hey. How's it going in the outside world?

[His tone clearly indicates that he's joking.]

[lanternae]

[Flins has been practically living at the hospital these past few days. With AZ overseeing the lighthouse, and generally not needing things like sleep or eating (well, in less amounts), it left him free to tend to those in recovery.

You might be asking 'what about visiting hours?' Well. He'll use the same plan he did to get all-expenses-paid airline travel--by turning into a lantern and rest on the nightstand until the nurses walked out.

He refuses to let Harumasa and Jun feel alone. So he's taken to being their lap lantern for comfort when he's not visiting Lauma and the others. His flame is cool to the touch, like menthol as he sits happily, watching as the archer does his sudoku and crosswords.

Humming the little airplane security video song.]

♪ mmmMmm get ready to fly...♫
Because we're going to ♫ Live it on up in the sky ♪
Mmmm America knows all the ♪ places you want to be ♫
Fly away with me ♫ Fly away with me ♫

Haha...And THEN. Listen to this, Harumasa. Then, the lady looked at us in the seats. Would you like to guess what she said?

She said "For the 0.001% of you who have never used a seatbelt before." Everyone rolled their eyes, but I felt seen. She was addressing me! I am the 0.001%, Harumasa. Isn't that delightful?

[His flame flickers warmer as he chuckles, and the man can almost feel the cage of the lantern settle more against his stomach.]

I will have to show you the next time we fly.

[whiteshroud]

[Their last hospital, it'd been Jun who was more prone to fight the hospital staff. And while it's clear that being in this place still makes him tense... he's surprisingly more subdue than before. As long as he knows Harumasa or Varian are nearby, he's been quiet and compliant towards the hospital staff. It's only when either of them are away does the anxiety ever spike with him- though with his powers completely suppressed by the armband Shio made him... it's not like that's any real threat.

Maybe it's a sign that he's learned and matured from last summer... but for those closer to him? It's easier to tell that more likely? He's just withdrawing into himself, and frequently getting lost in his thoughts whenever there isn't someone talking to him.

But even if he's been withdrawing into himself, he has noticed his brother's troubling behavior. The fact he's more prone to fight isn't as alarming (look who they are related to), but the lack of sleep is. This was Harumasa- if there was an olympic sport for sleeping, he'd be a gold medalist. And yet it was, eluding him to the point that it's showing.

So one late night, after most of the visitors have gone to bed or have fallen asleep, Jun will pull himself out of bed. He's still weak, but he's been healing. His eyesight is back in one eye, and his hair is slowly turning back to green. He has to put his weight on the IV stand more than he'd like, but he still manages to walk the distance to his brother's bed. Once there, he'll sit on the edge of the bedside. ]

Can't sleep either, Nii-san?

[hexcrafter]

[A little while into said hospital stay, Harumasa would get pair of visitors; a Tinkaton in goggles quickly shuffling her way in and setting a bag on his nightstand, followed by Viktor leaning a little more heavily on his crutch.]

I'm not the person to ask; I have barely left the house myself.

[In the bag was an arrangement of protein bars, fruit, and a small mechanical puzzle.]

[droptheious]

[ Varian hasn't left the hospital at all - the only time he's away from Jun's bed (and as a result, from Haru too) is when he's had to go to the bathroom or sneak in for a shower. Otherwise, he's remained stalwartly nearby. Which means he's noticed how little Haru's been resting. It's been very noticeable to him, and his worry has only grown over it.

One evening, when Jun is sleeping, he makes his way over, arms folded. ]

So. What is it that's... keeping you from sleeping? [ Right to it, no need to beat around the bush. ] I've noticed, and I'm worried. You're not gonna heal if you don't rest up. Is it... still mentally being trapped there, or is it... nightmares?

[ He pauses, rubbing the back of his head. ]

I'm sorry. I am going somewhere with this. If it's nightmares, I can take them away for an evening. It's one of my shadow powers. I help Jun with it plenty, and I don't mind helping you... if, if you want? If that'd help you rest any.

[greatlydares]

Well, Lighter threw the pirate out of the store again and I had to rearrange all the pirate stuff into their actual genres. He carried him like a potato sack, it was very funny. I don't know how he keeps sneaking in.

[High-level stealth. Anyway, Belle sits down with her laptop open to a Vanity Fair review.]

Also, the new Wuthering Heights is being torn apart by critics, and I had to tell like four different customers that we didn't have DVDs of Iron Lung yet, it had only just released. Oh, and—

I. Want to talk to you about something.

[centralfiction]

[If Ragna had a nickel for every person within the Asaba bloodline who he knew preemptively crashed out in any hospital. He'd have two. If he had that for every instance it happened the past week it would just be Harumasa.

Which was completely fucking understandable.

Same with Harumasa not being able to eat. But nevertheless, Ragna came in with food bright and early as he has every day considering... how many people he cared about were here. Coming into the room the man looked like he hasn't slept and it made Ragna's chest tighten.

Either way he stepped inside and sat behind Harumasa, placing a smaller bag than the giant IKEA one with a bunch of food in it next to him.]

I don't fucking know. Warmer, I guess? Still cold to anyone else. [Yeah guy who grew up in Fuck-Off Northern Sweden? 36F is nothing to you?

He pulled other things out of the bag for Harumasa though. One is a bag of light rice crackers that Ragna knew he liked. Another is a blanket Harumasa always veered towards whenever he stopped by Ragna's place.]

You should eat something. [Gesturing towards the bag with the pack of crackers.] One is cold soba, the other's stir fry.

[paraselenic]

[Lycaon was only a moment from knocking gently on the open door to signal his arrival, smiling a little as Harumasa beat him to the greeting. His tail swishes lightly, his feelings betraying him as he gives the look of a dog seeing that one of his humans is within sight.

Resting on his fingers is a tray with a bowl covered in aluminum foil, chopsticks and a spoon, expertly balanced, while nestled in the crook of his elbow is a plastic bag with what looks to be something expertly wrapped in a towel.

If one knows Lycaon enough, they can put the pieces together. He has come to deliver a home cooked meal.]

Ah, the same old, really. The sun rises and sets, the cars are in traffic, and the white noise of people chattering fill the city air.

[He smiles, walking in with the telltale click of his heels against the hospital floor.]

I'm glad they've made this room look as homely as possible for you. It must make the stay here easier. Are you busy? I wanted to bring you something to eat other than hospital food.

[mmmleather]

[A bottle of grape juice plops down on whatever side table or tray Harumasa happens to have nearby. Quietly, but it still plops nonetheless.]

[The accompanying explanation is equally quiet, weary. There’s an attempt at humor though it falls flat.]

I suppose if we left this here for long enough, it could become a wine… a poor excuse for one but. Wine nonetheless.

[That said, Zevran gingerly deposits himself on the foot of Harumasa’s bed. He hasn’t been sleeping either, though his injuries are lesser. He’s been putting off treatment as much as he can - for a first time in hospital, this is terrible timing.]

I am glad to see you, my friend.

lauma | genshin impact | ota

[moonchanting]

[ Considering how much blood Lauma lost during her time confined, on top of her injuries, a trip to the hospital was absolutely needed. She is exhausted and sore and very much needs to actually rest, no matter how badly she wants to get up and check on the others-

So she may have been scolded once or twice for leaving her bed while she's still healing. It's in her nature to fuss and worry, and especially now; it's hard to be still when she knows others are hurting far worse. But she should let the professionals work too...

...

She's trying to keep herself distracted by doing some reading, though there is that restless shifting of "welp time to get out of bed". But she pauses when someone walks into her room, and she gives them a warm smile as she forces herself to settle. She totally wasn't about to leave her bed she swears- ]

Oh, hello. How've you been?

[lanternae]

[By all appearances, Flins looks like the last person the hospital staff would think to visit Lauma. She was the side of the moon that illuminated the world, and he was the dark side in the back.

Still, he stands at the door, politely with his hands behind his back with a soft, comforting smile. He can tell she was going to sneak out, and his eyes practically give that away.]

You look quite a bit better since the triage tent. That warms my heart.

...

May I come in? I have a visitor for you.

[A visitor? Wait...HE'S not the visitor? Well, technically Flins had no plans on making this a 'visit'. He was ready to lantern himself by her bedside once those hours ended. So no, he's not including himself.

He does step to the side, though, as he reveals Lauma's little Clefairy who'd been staying at the lighthouse since her disappearance.]

Zevran | hospital

[mmmleather]

[Zevran has never been in a hospital in his life.]

[Which probably wouldn’t be that big of a deal, if he hadn’t been brought out of a laboratory that smelled painfully similar. Ran similar tests. Had staff asking questions and poking and prodding.]

[So. He has been a menace.]

[Not on purpose this time. They want to do tests to see how he’s doing, to test his wellness, see if the infection in his side is healing. But he won’t let them. He won’t let them administer medication, won’t let them take readings or scans or x-rays. The fact he also will not sleep doesn’t help matters either.]

[You might find him all but shouting at a poor medical professional about it.]

I said, no. Do not. You - will not. No more poking, stabbing, I do not care.

[That poor doctor looks like it’s the 100th time they’ve tried this, and will have to continue it 100 times more.]



[EVENTUALLY]

[Eventually he does finally sleep. Only because there’s a cat in the hospital bed with him. He still won’t let the medical staff work, but at least now he’s asleep with a cat on top of him.]

Hospital

[threebetrayals]

[Kuni, like everyone else who was rescued, is in the hospital. There's no real consensus on when he'll get out, but he'll get out eventually.

You might think that Kuni would be one of the most adamant on getting out, but he's surprisingly...not? He's just bored. And not sleeping well. And staying up way too late on his phone so he doesn't go to sleep. And complaining about the food. And may be making it everyone's problem, it's fine.

(He's not fine, but he did spend some time in hospitals as a kid. He just knows there's no point in trying to escape.)

So come visit him? If you're lucky, you'll get there just as a delivery from the Goodwill arrives and see Kuni sitting on his bed with a Bangboo in a green dress.]

[reignitions]

[Shio, of course, is staying as long as visiting hours will allow. So it's (relatively) early when he comes in and spots this.]

Huh. New friend?

Jun Nightroad | Tokyo Xanadu | OTA

[whiteshroud]

[Jun doesn't like hospitals.

The last time he was here, after the Jumanji incident, he'd been a headache. He kept insisting that he didn't need it, that he didn't need to stay. He'd keep making escape attempts either from the bed or the hospital itself. At one point he even had to be restrained. All while shrugging off what would be an extremely serious wound to most people. But for him? It didn't matter, he knew he'd heal fine. He always healed fine.

This time? His behavior is different.

This time... he's quiet. He's still not happy to be here, but he doesn't fight it. He'll go through the check ups without an issue- or even a word really unless he's asked a question. The only time he kicks up what's close to a fuss is when someone tries to take him away from his brother or Varian, and even then it seems to be more like a scared animal reacting to a danger. After all... the bad things always happened in that lab when someone was taken out of the dorm, away from everyone else.

But overall... he's quiet. Or for the more observant? They might even say he seems... withdrawn. His eyes go colder, and his expression sterner. As if "Jun" seems to go away whenever the medical staff are present, leaving behind "Shroud" to do what needs to be done.

And it's clear it does need to be done, as his time in the hospital is clearly making him improve physically. His vision has begun to return, even if it's not completely back just yet. His hair color and eyes are also slowly returning to their original color. He's also acquired a rainbow armband made for him by Shio. It'll keep his powers from activating while he recovers, which is sorely needed at this point. The various healers did a good job of treating his injuries, with the remaining ones now bandaged up as they slowly heal the natural way. But it's the internal damage from all the divine energy he used, as well as the mess his own Spirit Energy has become, that's going to make his healing process a slow one.

At least, he seems more himself when friends approach him and make conversation, smiling and engaging with conversation as he can. He appreciates the company, even if he's prone to tiring out after awhile. But when he's left to his own devices... he's quiet. Sometimes he reads, or naps.. but often time? He'll just be silently staring out the window near his bed, lost in thought]

[drewthetower]

[August was only in the hospital for outpatient treatment after the fight with Dante, mostly to assess the damage done by having Nebiros in him and get some muscle relaxers so he didn't make his poor bruised ribs any worse. (Apparently Nebiros tried to move in ways August's body wasn't meant to. Who knew?) Still, he's been by pretty much every day to visit people, especially Jun.

Today he comes in with a plain gift bag. Julian is perched outside Jun's window, since the hospital won't let him in.]

Heya.

Still in The Tower's Basement

[myriadeclipse]

[ His taking inventory of all the data was nearly complete, and so that meant he would switch from Dan Heng's request to Harumasa's for variety. This one would be both easier and more complex.

Truthfully, it was something Lycaon was better suited to. Everything could need to be categorized, listed for inventory purposes, probably by room, and then carried out and moved to a storage unit until they could get it all back to the people they belonged to. At least the bed for sure was going to Harumasa.

For the time being, Two Hugo's stood in that common room that all the prisoners individual rooms was attached to. ]

How are we supposed to move a fridge?

If we put this strange cooking pot on the bed, do you think it will stain?

Yes, yes I do. Why would you think that?

Because you thought it first. It's best to leave this to the Dog and The Intern.

There's three of us. Surely we can do something more than supervise?

Three? Where did the third go?

[ Looking at the manga Jun was sent, that's where. ]

[paraselenic]

[The telltale clicks of Lycaon's metallic heels sound against the floor as he approaches, flattened cardboard boxes nestled under his arm. While there is the mild panic of suddenly having to deal with multiple versions of his fiance running around, it took less time than he expected to get used to them.

It also helped that he could always pinpoint the 'original'. It was the only one a scent trail led to.

So he'll approach, raising his fist to lightly tap his knuckles against Hugo's head.]

Having a good conversation, are you?

I've brought some boxes to help pack up the smaller things. I was thinking we should categorize it by person, and then sorted by location.

Nephrite | hospital

[keterclass]

[Nephrite is in his own room; he doesn't have the same anxiety around isolation as some of the other patients, but even so he's rarely been wholly unattended since arriving to the hospital. If Asch isn't at his bedside, another family member is usually around, so he isn't spending very much time alone with his thoughts.

Something about being here at last seems to have put an extra emphasis on the ending of the ordeal: he thought he'd woken from the nightmare of that place when Asch arrived to get him, but that too had been a part of the story of it all that he'd built up in his mind. Weeks of anxiety, a few days of physical suffering, and then if he was lucky he'd see his son's face again at the end of it all.

Now it's after the end, and he's finding he doesn't quite know what to do with himself. His attention keeps wandering restlessly. He would rather get up and go home, even still injured as he is, but he knows how much doing that would upset Asch and he can't bear to upset his son any further right now. So he's waiting, trying not to think, not sure what to feel. Caught in limbo between suffering and return.

He was never any good at healing.]