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this is the anti-spam log: take 2 [semi-closed]

Date & Time: throughout June; label your own dates!
Location: places!
Characters: the Mekakushi-dan + friends (one-on-one threads, open through plotting!)
Summary:

a collection of threads throughout June following the Dan's activity with one another as well friends connected to the Dan, put into one post to avoid spamming the comms. Sometimes a dan roll call.

Warnings: Uuuuuh idk lots of gross sick people. Dying! Sad teenagers and friends!

The virus is spreading, and even the Dan is catching it. And so are their friends. This is whatever they decide to do during June while sick. Prose and action spam friendly!

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[Shintaro either knocks and enters, or doesn't knock as he enters. It's either his home or the home of people he knows who're probably still sick, unlike him. (Well, he was still sick until a few days ago, too. Details.)]

Hey. [He speaks up the moment he finds and recognizes his friends, whether they're in their room at the apartments or on a couch or in their own non-housing-building abode.] The Initiative finally made a vaccine. Hold out your arm.

[He's got a medical bag slung over his shoulder that he's opening, pulling out gloves and small syringes. They trained him for this (quickly). He's got this. It's pretty easy. And he doesn't look like he's sick at all anymore.]

Come on, give me your arm.

[He's trying not to get distracted. He remembers a girl with a scarf before he fell asleep a couple days ago, but he's scared to look and discover she wasn't there to start with. So he's on the move to push those thoughts back.]

[Kido isn't being too fussy over this. Well, no, she is a bit. But she huffs and shoves her arm out, not looking at him at all but instead sitting with her head leaning on her free hand. Unlike Shintaro, she is very clearly still ill. Even now she keeps coughing and she tries to muffle it so he won't miss with the needle.

It still makes her body shake, though.]

...Kano might not like it so be careful with him.

He's going to have to listen. Thanks for the warning. [He's not a rough person. He wonders if she might be sore, but he tries to get her to sit up and plops himself down next to her. Taking her arm, he pushes up the sleeve carefully, rubbing her skin with the smallest bit of force -- something he remembered from when he was a kit, at the doctor's office that someone said helped ease any pain that might happen. He tugs her arm close to him so he can keep it steady as readies the syringe.]

You're okay with needles, right? If you aren't, close your eyes.

Needles aren't scary.

[From sleeping and staying in (mostly) the same position for days on end, she really does feel sore. Her muscles protest too much movement and her breathing still feels heavily constricted. But she tries to seem fine and while she doesn't look away, she can't quite bring herself to look directly over at the syringe, either.]

So... when did you get better?

[Last she knew, Shintaro was practically keeling over. But now he seems perfectly fine. She has an idea but she won't say it.]

[He makes it quick. The syringes are the newer kind, where just a short prick is enough. None of the pressing the needle in from way back when. He doesn't answer Kido until he has brushed some antiseptic on her skin, followed by a round Band-Aid with a cute cartoony panda printed on it. He then helps her lie back down, awkwardness and everything temporarily forgotten. She's sick, after all.]

... I didn't. I don't know how fast the vaccine will help, but you should be fine now.

[That wasn't so bad. She can't help looking at the panda. It's really cute and distracts her from feeling too bad that she needs so much help still. Well, she babied him a bit while he was sick so it's only fair.

Kido rests her arm over her stomach as she looks up at him. He didn't get better. So, he died. Somehow it's a distant thought compared to everything else.]

Thanks. How are you doing?

I wasn't sick when I woke up. Jade gave me some medicine again, and then the Initiative got their vaccine. [And a trip to Alaska.]

I haven't gotten sick since, so you can say I'm doing fine.

[She breathes out a light sigh, almost close to a laugh.]

Well... since you listened to me, if you need anyone, I'm not going anywhere. But it looks like you're doing something good with yourself. That probably helps.

I'm not thinking about it. It doesn't do any good to question it, for now. [He looks at her, scooting off the bed so she can have one that's not tilting with his weight.] Do you want water or something?

[She didn't mean logically, though, she meant emotionally. Kido doesn't know how to put that and just shrugs.]

Some water would be good... I don't want to keep you long.

[No feels Kido. No feels. He nods and disappears into the kitchen for a second, before doubling back and asking her if she wanted cold water or room temperature? He'll come back with the appropriate water and hand it to her.]

It's fine, don't worry about it.

[Luke looks like he hasn't slept for a while, but he's certainly in better shape than the hacking and coughing guy who shares his face.]

Shintaro...?

[He blinks once, then remembers his manners and moves to let him in.]

Come in. Asch is... well... I didn't go on the mission because I was worried something would happen.

[And back in his room - yeah, Asch really looks like shit. Total and complete shit. It feels like his lungs are more fluid than not, and probably the only reason he's not dead yet is the sword now permanently propped against the edge of his bed in easy reach. Sucking up every Seventh Fonon in the place save his replica is the only thing keeping that weakened immune system from giving out.

It also provides a handy notifier for when Luke approaches. From the depths of his blanket pile, Asch rolls over just enough to look at his unwanted-but-helpful caretaker and the new arrival to the makeshift sickbay.]

What.

[It's a small, quiet croak of a word.]

Hey Luke. [He gives the less-glarey redhead a nod in greeting, thanking him and stepping into the house. He follows him to Asch's room where he takes in the sight of him. Even with a vaccine, he might want to go see someone at the clinic, probably.]

... I brought you a vaccine. The Initiative was able to make one. [He glances at Luke.] You should take one, too, just in case.

[Luke makes a face.]

Even though I haven't gotten sick at all?

[He glances at Asch. Man, he looks terrible. In case something this bad gets unleashed again, it actually might be a good idea. He rubs at his temple.]

... Okay, I'll do it.

[Shintaro is a life saver, possibly literally. Asch doesn't even question before rolling into a weak sitting position, pushing back the short sleeve to expose more of his arm.]

What are you waiting for, then?

[Under all the damage to his throat from the cughing, he sounds honestly relieved.]

Vaccines are also preventative. [He smiles a bit when Luke agrees.] Great.

Can you sit up or get your arm on something sturdy? I got trained for it but I'm not an expert.

[Luke fidgets a little. He's not freaked out by needles or anything, but this whole thing has been pretty bad from the beginning. He does move, however, to help Asch sit up-- if he needs it.]

[Nope, he is so refusing that help, Luke. Come on, what did you expect.

Asch grumbles slightly under his breath, moving a bowl off his bedside table and dropping his elbow onto it.]

That's as sturdy as it's going to get.

That's good enough. [Without proper medical equipment, this is probably better than when he had to hold Kido's arm. He grabs the nearest chair and stations himself close by, pulling out a small syringe and pulling on some latex gloves.]

I don't know if you have these wherever you're from, but it shouldn't hurt that much. ]But he rubs Asch's skin a little anyway, remembering when he used to be a kid, before administering the vaccine. It only takes a moment.]

[He tried. Gold star for Luke.]

How long will it take until he gets better?

I've been stabbed plenty of times in my life, don't worry.

[Geez, morbid much?

He's not really expecting to feel much of anything - it's a pinprick, really, his dead nerves don't usually pick up on anything that small. When he does feel it, his head jerks up and his arm twitches a bit, a mostly involuntary reaction.

Well, that was a surprise.]

... Needles don't work the same as swords and knives, you know.

[Real morbid. Shintaro wonders what sort of life you'd have to lead where that sort of thing is nonchalantly brushed off.]

S-sorry, did it hurt?

[But he's turning to Luke] I'd give it a day or two... I wasn't as sick anymore when they gave me mine, so I can't say for sure.

[Luke blinks at Asch.] Something wrong?

[Well, if Asch is stable, he might go out and run some supplies anyway.] Okay.

...Yeah, just a bit.

[He looks pleased. You guys should probably be concerned.]

Should probably double the recovery time anyway.

june 15th; at any dan or dan-friend's place

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