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exsiliumlogs2013-06-07 11:05 pm
whatsupcroc) wrote in 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.
Location: Initiative Hospital
Characters: Collette & Open!
Summary: Shenanigans while ill at the hospital.
Warnings: Hospital gowns, illness, trauma, silliness.
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.
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.
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.
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An older man leaning on someone who might be his son stares back, looking first at Collette, in all her canine glory, then over to Lavi. He coughs, startled; his son looks dumbstruck.
"Are you quite all right?" asks the older gentleman, voice thick with congestion. "This is your furry companion?"
Dogs are a rarity, largely due to their expense and tendency toward mutation over the decades. The nurse didn't appear to be in sight. Collette doesn't expect that to last, so she asks, pitching her voice in something like Lavi's tone, < Going up, sir? >
Since no one would think the dog speaks, and sometimes people are ventriloquists. Totally. Especially not now, as it lowers its muzzle and scratches at it with a forepaw. She wags her tail enthusiastically to continueto portray herself as soft, fuzzy, cuddly, and sweet.
< Sorry, > she shoots Lavi on a private mental line. < We need to keep going! >
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Promptly starts coughing as his throat doesn't agree with the sudden inhaling of that much air. Luckily it's not the nurse or otherwise they'd have been done for or well, he would have been. He's bend over slightly, waving his hand dismissively and nodding at both questions simultaneously, so his face can't quite be seen when Collette speaks for him. Another lucky coincidence.
"R-right!" Whether that's in response to Collette or the older man, who knows, but he can swear he can hear the familiar hurried clacking of heels so he's lurching forward to tug the old man and his son inside. "Let's go up!"
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"Nice patch," the son says, after they both stare down at their childish companion and his tail-wagging down. "The dog's yours?"
Floor three dings, Collette's head swinging around to point at the doors. They slowly roll back, revealing a different nurse and a patient in a wheelchair.
< It's our floor. I think? > She hesitates, no longer so sure.
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Wow, awkward.
The sight of a nurse is plenty distracting though and he's about ready to hide behind someone's legs when he realizes it's not the nurse who's been chasing him. There's a moment of relief and then Collette's words catch his attention. He glances up at the floor number, eye widening—
"Ah, it's our floor! Goodbye!" He waves hastily at the father and his son as he darts (rather wobbly) out of the elevator before the doors can close again, urging Collette with him.