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thebastion2013-10-27 05:02 am
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Day 122: Rough Awakenings
Who: Ippo and anyone who wants to visit
When: Day 122
Where: The Hospital
What: The Sleeper has awakened and needs a little help getting back up on his feet
Format: Any
Warnings: Hospital Things, a little blood, and maybe some sad talks
[The scene in his mind kept replaying over and over and over, as if some cruel tormentor had strapped him into a chair and was forcing him to rewatch one of the most painful experiences of his life while he was completely separated from it; only able to watch helplessly as he was impaled by Rin and had his face ground into the dirt repeatedly. Each time he felt himself slip a little further away, more and more until he was simply ready to close his eyes to escape his torment and never open them again; but it was then he heard a voice in the back of his head. It was small at first, but eventually he could make out Coach Kamogawa's stern voice, yelling at him to yell up and feeling the sting of his hand on his back. Then came Kimura, Aoki, Takamura, even Miyata joined in the rising chant for him to stand up.
Then his other friends from the Bastion joined in, Seimei, Night, Alucard...and Rin; the chorus of voices had reached a pitch in his mind where everything else was blocked out, and then his eyes opened now glowing a fierce green. His teeth and fists clenched in unison as his body sidestepped the oncoming sword that was to impale him again and his body coiled like an angry cobra as he prepared to strike the fake Rin; her smug look now contorting into something akin to fear.]
This isn't real...you're not real..NONE OF THIS REAL!!!
[He yelled at the top of his lungs as he swung his fist in a heavy arch, his gauntlet screaming towards Fake Rin's face with enough force to break down a brick wall and just as it made contact...he woke with a start. His eyes shot open and the first thing he noticed was the distinct sound of a fast paced beeping which was slowly starting to level out; or rather the first thing he noticed as that he had something shoved down his throat which he quickly pulled out as he began coughing violently. Once he pulled himself under control, he looked around slightly as his eyes adjusted to the light of the room as he tried to figure out just where on earth he was; he had been in Jawson Bog last he remembered...and now...was this the hospital? Had he somehow gotten back to the Bastion?
There were more questions than answers at the moment...but he was in a warm bed and there didn't seem to be anything around that was going to cause him harm; so he simply leaned back into his bed and continued to let his eyes adjust. Hopefully someone would be around to explain the situation to him soon...that or he'd have the strength to get out and move on his own; either way, it was just a waiting game for now.]
When: Day 122
Where: The Hospital
What: The Sleeper has awakened and needs a little help getting back up on his feet
Format: Any
Warnings: Hospital Things, a little blood, and maybe some sad talks
[The scene in his mind kept replaying over and over and over, as if some cruel tormentor had strapped him into a chair and was forcing him to rewatch one of the most painful experiences of his life while he was completely separated from it; only able to watch helplessly as he was impaled by Rin and had his face ground into the dirt repeatedly. Each time he felt himself slip a little further away, more and more until he was simply ready to close his eyes to escape his torment and never open them again; but it was then he heard a voice in the back of his head. It was small at first, but eventually he could make out Coach Kamogawa's stern voice, yelling at him to yell up and feeling the sting of his hand on his back. Then came Kimura, Aoki, Takamura, even Miyata joined in the rising chant for him to stand up.
Then his other friends from the Bastion joined in, Seimei, Night, Alucard...and Rin; the chorus of voices had reached a pitch in his mind where everything else was blocked out, and then his eyes opened now glowing a fierce green. His teeth and fists clenched in unison as his body sidestepped the oncoming sword that was to impale him again and his body coiled like an angry cobra as he prepared to strike the fake Rin; her smug look now contorting into something akin to fear.]
This isn't real...you're not real..NONE OF THIS REAL!!!
[He yelled at the top of his lungs as he swung his fist in a heavy arch, his gauntlet screaming towards Fake Rin's face with enough force to break down a brick wall and just as it made contact...he woke with a start. His eyes shot open and the first thing he noticed was the distinct sound of a fast paced beeping which was slowly starting to level out; or rather the first thing he noticed as that he had something shoved down his throat which he quickly pulled out as he began coughing violently. Once he pulled himself under control, he looked around slightly as his eyes adjusted to the light of the room as he tried to figure out just where on earth he was; he had been in Jawson Bog last he remembered...and now...was this the hospital? Had he somehow gotten back to the Bastion?
There were more questions than answers at the moment...but he was in a warm bed and there didn't seem to be anything around that was going to cause him harm; so he simply leaned back into his bed and continued to let his eyes adjust. Hopefully someone would be around to explain the situation to him soon...that or he'd have the strength to get out and move on his own; either way, it was just a waiting game for now.]
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[This was information Ippo could give, it was information he wanted to give; he'd rather everyone know what those plants were and could do...he wouldn't wish what he went through on anyone.]
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[Stein trailed off. Already, the wheels in his mind were turning. If he could somehow obtain one of those plants and extract a sample, he could develop an agent to counteract its effects. The very idea excited him - far more than it likely should have. In the meantime...]
Any residual tinging, numbness, or twitching?
[...those he could handle, pending he hadn't run out of what he needed.]
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[And some acute mental trauma, let's not forget that one. Or maybe lets, Ippo didn't much want to remember those thoughts anyways.]
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Most likely, yes.
[He adjusted his glasses up on the bridge of his nose.]
Feel free to get up and move around. And let me know if you want something for the pain.
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Only to fall flat on his face when he realized that his legs felt like the static station his TV sometimes picked up. He was just going to lie there and groan a little...his face hurt and he didn't feel like moving.]
Sorry not sorry - I lol'd.
Once the patient was safely back where he'd started, Stein shot the young man a muted glare that would have sent his former students reeling back away from him.]
No tingling or numbness, huh?
I'm not sorry either, I lol'd too
Well there wasn't until I put weight on my legs...then it was like they suddenly decided they were asleep. Is that...normal?
[He was a little worried about that...he hoped there wasn't any nerve damage he wasn't aware of.]
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[It's quite normal - if not for someone knocked out by nerve gas, then certainly for someone who had been in bed for five consecutive days. Still, Stein admired the young man's pluck and determination, even for all its folly. It reminded him all too much of someone else he used to know.]
There's a way to counteract that.
[He sauntered over to a cabinet on the far side of the room, pulling open a few drawers and retrieving what he needed, though he'd have to make a special trip for the final piece.
Stein headed for the door, pausing before he exited.]
I'll be right back. Is there anything you need while I'm out?
[Oh, how he missed the days when a nurse could do such things for him...]
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[Considering the fact that he'd been given fluids through an IV for the past 5 days and had a feeding tube down his throat...it'd be surprising if he wasn't just a bit on the thirsty side.]