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Collette ([personal profile] whatsupcroc) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs2013-06-07 11:05 pm

(open) days go by and still i think of you

Date & Time: June 4th - 9th
Location: Initiative Hospital
Characters: Collette & Open!
Summary: Shenanigans while ill at the hospital.
Warnings: Hospital gowns, illness, trauma, silliness.

[ June 4th-7th ]


Her fever spikes the most during her first few days in the hospital. Collette hesitated to tell anyone; there was little to do but wait it out, and she was more preoccupied with the coughing when she was awake and aware of her surroundings than she liked.

She's even abstained from using the network that often, having difficulty concentrating on the bright screen.

What she didn't expect took her, and several nurses, and any potential visitors, by surprise. When the fever ran too hot, and her delusions started edging toward frightening territory, Collette reacted.

Once, where there'd been a sick girl, there appeared a crocodile. Mouth opened, it hissed and growled at everything that moved in the room, one lash of its tail taking out the IV pole. The privacy curtain is doomed to be half torn down while Collette isn't taking charge of the reptilian brain: it was one very frightened crocodile reigning over a disheveled hospital bed.

[ June 7th-8th ]


She had the crocodile under control when she found herself having episodes of coming to while morphed golden retriever or coyote, hiding under chairs, or wandering the hall with her hospital gown trailing awkwardly between her legs.

Twice she ended up in the cafeteria. Collette really didn't quite understand how she got there.

[ June 9th: after this ]


On the 9th, the fever broke, but it wasn't something she noticed. Not after everything else that happened after she escaped to the hospital roof.

Collette was shaking from something entirely unrelated to her illness, even if the shivering could have been attributed to it. She was scared to close her eyes, scared of coughing because it left her vulnerable, tired and sick and scared all around.

This, she decides, Takes the award for royal suckage.
lexiconning: (My rhyme ain't good just yet)

June 9th

[personal profile] lexiconning 2013-06-11 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
The epidemic has Syllona terrified. She's seen something as viciously infective as this destroy her life, and that was months ago. Granted, this is entirely different from then-- this time no one is going out of their minds. At least for now anyway.

That was why she'd forced herself to go to the hospital. It could be a risk to her health, but it's worth it if there's even one clue for getting to the bottom of this sickness. This only thing is she has idea where to start, and it's only after several flights of stairs does it become clear the whole thing involves an awful lot of talking that she's not very good at.

But this needs to be done, so when she walks by Collette's room, sees that she's at least someone around her age, she gulps and inches her way in through the door.

Standing stiff as a pole, she mumbles out quietly: "U-um. Hello. You're... awake?"
lexiconning: (my words don't travel far)

[personal profile] lexiconning 2013-06-15 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
There are little twitches of her hands and eyebrows as she takes in the sight of Collette, sees the signs of her sickness but it's also at her smile... She almost looks confused for a moment before she remembered herself, and speaks up again, the words coming out a little rushed as a result.

"S-syllona, a transport. Is it okay if I talk to you?" Her hand goes to touch the door frame, hopeful that she'll be let in but still so, so worried about catching sick herself.