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[recorden]

Date & Time: June 11th
Location: Initiative Hospital
Characters: Lavi, Hospital roomies (Collette & co) and visitors!
Summary: LAVI'S HARD LIFE as he turns back to his normal size at the worst possible time.
Warnings: naked butts.

[ The sound of something ripping is what pulls Lavi away from sleep, drifting back into the land of feverish semi-consciousness. At first he can't really discern whether the sound was something from his dreams or if it came from the room. It's only when he moves a hand to rub his eye that the realization starts dawning on him because his hand is big. The sound had come from him as his body suddenly got too big for the small child-sized hospital gown he'd been wearing.

There's a moment of dumbfounded staring at his own hand before he suddenly bolts upright, exclaiming with breathless excitement: ]

I'm back to normal!

[ And then it occurs to him . . .

Wait shit, he's back to normal and he's not wearing anything nor has anything to wear.

Kanda had said a week, but considering the circumstances he hadn't really kept an eye on the number of passing days. It was hard to when one was stuck in a hospital bed, not always entirely lucid and often losing track of time so he hadn't even thought of asking someone to bring him some clothes in case the effects of the potion finally wore off. It's too late now, but it's still something that needs to be remedied.

So he can only hope he didn't wake anyone else, however unlikely, as he makes a frantic grab for his tablet— and ends up toppling right out of bed with a loud thud. So much for not waking anyone. ]

Comments

1/2

[timehalt]

[Silly Lavi, if she wasn't going to come face to face with death she wouldn't have an entire song devoted to her bad luck.]

I'll try my best.

2/2

[timehalt]

[Give her a second.]

Ah! But your body!

[whatsupcroc]

( She does, once he's making an offer to show her something.

Except it's a hammer.

And she sees that and promptly bursts out laughing, which starts her coughing again, and has her crying in a mixture of pain and amusement because even though that is probably a really cool magic hammer Lavi is a naked boy in a sheet showing her his hammer okay.

Maturity. Sure hoping he wasn't expecting any at the moment. )

[recorden]

[ This isn't Kanda so Lavi feels safe enough to actually burst out laughing this time. Even if it leads to coughing, it's just too amusing in light of Kanda's similar reaction.

He's clapping his hands together in mirth, leaning back into the pillows as he waits for the coughing to subside, shoulders still shaking with silent laughter. Once he has enough breath: ]

Exactly the same reaction! [ Haah priceless. Sorry Allen, he's wiping away a tear before finally answering. ]

Trust me, it's actually pretty good.

[recorden]

[ Yeah no, he has Miranda figured out by now and he's already silently vowing to himself that he'll ask someone to check up on her when/if he can't do it himself. ]

My—? What of it?

[ Sorry he's a bit slow on the uptake what with fever making his head rather fuzzy. ]

[timehalt]

You'll be small again!

[Oh no! She can't keep him big and make him feel better--she's not that good, and she's not even sure her Innocence is capable of something like that! What if he gets angry? What should she do?]

[recorden]

[ Well, he's rolling his eye in good humor at least.

But really, he's trying to show off here! He doesn't wait for her to regain her composure this time. Instead . . . ]

Big hammer, little hammer! Grow, grow, GROW!

[ With every "grow" uttered, the hammer does indeed grow as if to emphasize the word until it's almost big enough to nearly fill the entire room. All the while Lavi's still holding the handle between a mere two fingers as if it weighs nothing (which it doesn't, not to him.) ]

How's that? [ Surely that will distract from the whole awkward state of undress situation ... right? ]

[recorden]

[ It's not anger she gets, it's a dismayed wail. One that turns into plain whining much more becoming of the form he was previously in. ]

No way! And I got Yu to lend me clothes an' everything!

[timehalt]

I'm sorry! I didn't even think about it! I-I don't think there's a way to keep you like this with my Innocence working! [Oh noooo!] I'm so sorry!

[recorden]

[ There's something close to resembling a pout before he sighs, defeated. It's not like he can stop Miranda nor does he truly want to, knowing what the stakes are. His comfort versus lives potentially saved from the virus? Yeah obvious choice. ]

It's fine, you're just tryin' to help. [ But it doesn't mean he can't still look a bit put off. After finally getting back to normal . . . ! It figures. ]

[timehalt]

[She's so sorry! If there was any other way--but she can't not Time Reverse the hospital, she just can't.]

It'll--it'll only be a few days, won't it? They say some people are going to look for a cure, and, and I'm sure I can hold on that long! And in the mean time, you'll feel better, won't you?

[Please say yes. Please say yes! She wants you to have something good to think about.]

[whatsupcroc]

( No. Oh no. Oh come on! She was going to try to wrangle her efforts and stop cough-laugh-crying, but then he says the magic words.

Mostly naked boy talking about his hammer's size and commanding it to grow!

Not to say she's not impressed. The hammer doing what it does is amazing! But she desperately has needed something ridiculous to laugh over, uninhibited and without needing to find the humor lurking behind something else, and so it feels nice (albeit painful) to be laughing at something so genuinely, coincidentally, partly perversely hilarious. )

Oh -- ( she manages at last, the coughing and the laughing calming down, her eyes still streaming as she rapidly blinks the extra water away; ) -- oh, that's impressive all right! I bet the girls either love you, or run screaming!

( Ugly snorting into her hands, she really -- really has to pull herself together here. )

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this is really -- amazing, actually. How can you hold it like --( Okay no she's giggling again. ) -- like it weighs next to nothing? How can you even balance that thing? It's so big!

[anklets]

["More or less" is always the deciding factor. She cuts shrewd eyes at him, but thinks the wait for Kanda's clothing delivery to be lengthy enough that she doesn't feel it necessary to impose him with interrogation and subsequent curfews, threats of supervision. Lenalee hasn't the hands to spare for it.

Reaches out a gentle hand and rests it on the mattress next to him.]

As much as I can. [ never enough ] We've a few leads, now, so things are beginning to get a little hectic.

[recorden]

[ Well, he has been on a steady decline ever since catching the virus even if he's still not as worse off as some, he would feel better if his time was reversed even just a few days so he can't deny it. There's some hesitance but he nods. ]

Yeah, I would. But you gotta promise me that if the strain becomes too much you'll let go.

[ Likely he'll move outside of her Time Record's reach to reduce the strain as much as he can anyway. ]

[recorden]

[ There's just no saving face in this situation at all anymore, he quickly realizes.

As unintentional as it is and perhaps rather embarrassing on his part, her laughter is still a nice thing to hear though. It's not a sound often heard in a hospital full of gloom and the steadily dying, so it makes him feel better too. Even if he doesn't show it. ]

Oi, don't die. That'll be awkward to explain.

[ "Sorry I showed your girlfriend my hammer and she died laughing" is not something he wants to tell Caesar. The comment about girls goes ignored because he likes to think he's smoother than that. (He's not.)

Instead he perks up again at a chance to explain. ]

You know how they have the weapons here be tuned to you with the— sentience thingy? It's like that. It doesn't weigh anything to me because I'm its compatible user.

[ He purposely doesn't tell her it's called Innocence because in current context of the situation it might just set her off again. He lets go and as the hammer falls it rapidly starts shrinking until Lavi catches the handle again and it stops at a more manageable size albeit one still much bigger than the original hammer he was holding. ]

It can do a lot more than this too.

[recorden]

[ He can see the way she's looking at him and he shrugs, sheepish and somewhat apologetic. A silent 'sorry, can't help it.' Sitting still is not his forte. Unless he's reading, that is. But he's too unfocused for even that in his condition.

He covers her hand with his to give it a gentle squeeze. ]

Don't push yourself too much, we can't have you getting sick too. [ That's the (genuine) concern part out of the way. Now . . . ] What did you find?

[timehalt]

[You know she can't promise that. She drops her gaze, and tries to look less guilty than she feels.]

I'll...I'll do my best.

[To keep going as long as I can even if I'm about to die.]

[debtor]

[Indignantly!!] What!

[HOW DARE YOU COMPARE HIM TO KANDA. The coughing fit softens his reaction a bit, though, and he looks back at the screen with a sigh.] What is it about...?

[Because if this is actually a play about a woman's royal wedding, he's calling the nurses in. Lavi is clearly feverish.]

[anklets]

[All the hand-holding; it's something she can afford. A silent relief that his palm completely engulfs hers again, as it should, and she smiles through his worry. Smiles, and then lets it go.]

There may be an agent from the United Earth working in this hospital. Maybe more. Caesar, Allen and I are going to find and confront her, probably tomorrow.

[recorden]

[ He knows, but it doesn't hurt to try. ]

You better! Some of the nurses here are just as scary as the Head Nurse.

[ Almost as scary. But eh details. ]

[recorden]

[ In some ways you two can be so alike.

But that's a comment Lavi wisely keeps to himself so Allen's indignity is met with only a grin. ]

I can't say without giving too much away, but it's an adventure story. It kinda makes fun of other stories like it.

[ There's certainly no weddings to be found on the screen at the moment, with the sick boy playing a game on weird technology before his grandfather drops in to read him a story. ]

[recorden]

[ He's all attention and consideration, the only things he can offer in his current position as much as he wishes he could offer (do) more.

There's a thoughtful hum, a wry not-smile as his fingers relax. ]

I see. Most likely there's more, a hospital is a perfect place to strike after all.

[timehalt]

But the Head Nurse is very nice.

[You just have to listen to her, jeez Lazi.]

[recorden]

[ Shh what is listening? ]

Sure, she's nice as long as you stay put and don't push yourself, but she can be terrifyin'. You've seen how she can be!

[anklets]

[It is the way Noah think. Tactical. Cruel.]

That's what I thought. So many people pass through here, it would be easy to spread an infection.

[All while staying beneath the radar, one illness blending into the hundreds of others.]