[OPEN Mingle] - Sorry Ethlyn

[murderingjustice]

Who: Everyone involved in recent player plot
Where: Ethlyn's clinic
What: SO! Silly little Organ Hunt didn't go as well as everyone thought, huh? This is Hospital Mingle where people who were injured one way or another during Gogol's shenanigans and their CR can go over it all.
Warnings: Mentions of death, injuries (both physical and mental), talk about medical procedures, drugs, hallucinations etc.

and maybe even snuggling happening on Shinji's bed, ew.

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goro akechi | cw: aggressive hallucinations, drugs and other medical stuff

[murderingjustice]

[Akechi has zero recollection about how he got to the hospital. Honestly? The events before he lost the consciousness are all rather hazy. He remember Gogol and summoning Loki, and having others there but then, all of the sudden, it goes black. He could have sworn that he had died there. At least that's what it had felt like, endless pain burning through his very being and suffocating him. Just like back in the boiler room.

The encounter with the residential Mr. Existential Crisis Murder Clown had left him in a pretty bad shape. The most obvious and prominent being the broken wrist with crushed bone. The arm had been twisted and pulled into all kinds of unnatural angles and position. So, fixing had been the priority. Other than that, he was covered in bruises and small cuts -- some which had been is own doing. And then there was.. the Miasma. Which was still affecting both his body and mind.

So, once he gained the consciousness for the first time he was ready to jump out of his bed and attack any person near him. It had taken several people to pin him down so that he could be sedated and out for the rest of the evening that clinic staff could continue treating his wounds.]

[The first night had been just him screaming almost non-stop, body fully restrained and tied to the bed so that he couldn't harm himself or others. His screams varied between death threats and other acts of violence to warnings about Reaper coming, huh. Whatever that is. It's a night when no one is having fun.

The following day is much easier. The restraints are still on but at least he's not screaming anymore? That might be because he's more or less high as kite from pain medications and what not. Sometimes he mumbles something to himself, sometimes laugh at nothing, seeing something that clearly is not there. But most of time he just keeps dozing off, slipping between the state of awake and dream. When someone approaches him while he's awake, he might have hard time recognizing them -- mistaking them for someone from his past.

But once the miasma wears off so does his restraints. He's still mostly bed bound but at least more lucid and aware of his surroundings. Meaning he's in mood for hell, sulking in the bed while scrolling through the network with one hand. If you want any answers or coherent thoughts this might be the best time to approach him.

So really. Either take a funny route or angst route.]

you must answer for your friendly fire crimes, AKECHI

[memori3s]

[ Koromaru spends all day and all night at the clinic. He occasionally leaves Minato's bedside to assist around the clinic, but after he's attended to those duties, he's back to his designated post.

But when Akechi wakes up one day, Koromaru's planted himself at his bedside. He looks concerned but not entirely pleased, considering Akechi had, technically, attacked Minato too. ]

...woof.

[ He's demanding Akechi's attention away from his phone. He needs to vibe check you, Akechi Goro. ]

[chemex]

[Anger is exhausting.]

[There's too much going on for him to actually discern what, exactly, he'd missed working a shift, but it was obvious Goro had used Call of Chaos. Akira wanted to hope there was a solidly good reason for it, but... he also knew Goro didn't always need a reason to be violent, and frequently didn't think things through in the moment. He slept in a chair for the first night-- at least until Goro started screaming, at which point he helped the staff hold him still and restrain him, and then he gave up pretty wholesale on sleeping at all.]

[Ultimately, he's livid. Goro not only rushed into something pretty sincerely insane without breathing a word of it to him, he caused himself to go berserk, and hurt good people in the thick of it. He checked on the others periodically, but it was awkward, at best-- "hey, how are you holding up after my boyfriend started a fight that nearly got you killed?" wasn't exactly a great conversation starter. So somewhere after he's calmed down and stopped screaming, Akira is folded up in his designated armchair, head in one hand as he stares at Goro in the bed.]

[It's real hard to stay angry at someone who looks that small, especially when one of the worst scenarios in Akira's life at present would be him succumbing to what had put him there.]

miasma off

[cursegod]

[The night when Sha-Ming has wheeled off Minato and dragged Shinjiro along to "celebrate", Dara's decided to park herself in Shinjiro's bed. By now it isn't new, but she's actually lucid this time. She doesn't approach Akechi, but he might catch her staring at him while he's just waking up from a nap.

Her expression is mostly blank. Just observing. No judgement here.]

i’m here to be annoying

[bonobos]

Hey man. You done screaming? And being gay as hell with your boyfriend?

[ it’s your good ‘ol friend, SHA-MING, here to pull up a chair. ]

You really went from “AHHHH! AHHHHH! I’M GONNA KILL YOU!!” to “ugh, you’re sooo handsome, can I give you a handie from my bed?”. Which was pretty damn impressive. Anyways, what the hell happened out there?

miasma off

[fieldtrip]

[ Toph is diplomatic. She has sense. She can be patient. She's a master earthbender, what do you idiots think that means? She's all calm and composed and business-like when it comes to getting the patients to the hospital, treated, and in Akechi's case, restrained.

She waits all the days it takes until Akechi is fully conscious and himself to wander over to him and pipe in her opinion. ]

So, Notebook. You really shoot somebody? Didn't think you had it in you.

following day;

[laserguy]

[Maybe Scott should've waited just a couple more days before visiting Akechi in the hospital, but look, he's curious and... worried, okay. He's mostly just fucking worried. He's heard stuff from Akira and even though Akechi is one of the biggest dicks in Aldrip, it was still upsetting to hear everything that happened. He's not quite sure what kind of mood the other teen is going to be in either, but well, Scott's already prepared himself to deal with the most bitchy of responses.

It's fine, long as he can at least see him.

So, Scott steps forward, steps almost quiet, with something almost uncharacteristically solemn about the teen. He almost cringes seeing the restraints on Akechi, like he's some huge threat to himself and everyone around him, but guess they're there for a reason.]

Hey.

[Great start, Summers. It's the only thing that comes to mind as he plops down on a convenient chair nearby.]

The following day

[conflictresolution]

[Word traveled fast even in the new version of town, and Silco became aware of Akechi being bed bound. It was hard not to when the kid apparently was screaming all night, so that made itself around the many ears that he had in the city. And who was he to not enjoy an opportunity to watch the kid off his nut? He was only human after all.

Silco came when Akechi happened to be sleeping at the time, and he pulled up a chair next to the bedside and eased himself into it. He crossed one leg over the other, his pencil scratching on paper as he completed mental calculations and then switched to crossword puzzles.

If he noticed Akechi becoming somewhat lucid again, he made a soft t'sking sound of disappointment.]

That's all you have, is it?

coherent akechi sorry this is so late I NEEDED TO LEARN THINGS FROM OTHERS FIRST

[orphne]

[Unlike for Shinji (and later Minato), Kotone doesn't bring any obvious gifts for Goro. Maybe there's some in her shoulder bag, but she doesn't lead with that. Get-well-soon presents are for boys who don't hurt her teammates!

Still, she's not without sympathy, pulling over a chair beside him and giving him one of her usual smiles, if a little smaller than usual.]

Hey. How you feeling?

Shinjiro Aragaki (come hassle him in a boring open top level)

[drugsnotclubs]

[Alright so taking on a clown in an insane 5v1 stunt had been a surprise to everyone involved and also wholly unnecessary. And honestly? Most of the group's injuries were from the miasma-effects and each other. It was a goddamn disaster and if you were to ask Shinjiro now, he absolutely could not tell you how he even made it off that stupid dock.

While most of his injuries were superficial, the water they had been fighting on and in had been flush with rot and lymph and whatever the hell else had been roiling out of the misplaced spleen. (Thakfully the organ in question had been passed off to Seimei.... somehow. Listen, he's been feverish, don't ask him.)

For the most part, he's conscious! Just annoyed at the itchy wounds and disgusting salves and the repeated yelling to stop trying to get up while the jagged gnarly gashes on his calves are fighting back infection, red and hot and disgusting. And unlike Akechi's occasional outbursts and night terrors, he doesn't seem to be too psychologically scarred. Just quiet, bullshitting time away on his tablet, and occasionally yelling back at Akechi or being a general pain in the ass to the clinic as a whole.

And hey, if you're lucky? You might come at a time when our resident Moutain God of Curses herself has been re-emboweled and decided to curl up in the same place, rather than finding her own bed to recuperate. Bedsharing is just a normal thing normal friends do, yeah?]

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(Im too lazy to write multiple open prompts SO!! Hit me up if you want a custom starter!! ( soozaphone or same name at the discord)

Or just tag me with any nonsense. And if you want cursegod to join us in the thread, just let us know! Or Dara can be present but just passed out. It's whatever i have no rules go crazy go nuts.)

FOR TOPH

[drugsnotclubs]

[He honestly had not known that Toph worked at the clinic, and up until now wouldn't really been able to fathom why. she has probably the coolest and most useful powers he's ever seen, sure, but apparently he's not creative enough to imagine her causing a roiling transport out of the very earth itself to transport people.

Damn, what can't this little badass do?

At least her being around every so often has been a welcome reprieve from the annoying waiting game that is Ethlyn's stern insistence that she will not play any games with gangrene!!

Anyway, he's chilling upright (for now, until someone yells at him to start icing the worse leg again so the swelling goes down--) and lifts his head at seeing Toph. Bringing a hand in greeting is useless, since she's blind, but still a habit.]

Hey. You bring any dice or anything with you today?

[ She wins every time, but it's still more fun that throwing something at Akechi whenever he starts up again in an addled rant.]

FOR ROLO

[drugsnotclubs]

[Bones are set, lacerations are debrided and stitched where needed, and every one of their stupid gang is in absolutely sorry state. But at least maybe now there's a second to breathe and figure our what the fuck that was all about.

Why did he kill this Clown?? He's pretty sure he must have been the one responsible for dissecting and disemboweling Dara, based on his weird taunting on the network and his proximity to one of the organs and immediate fight with them-- but someone else has to know more, right?

Akechi's useless for information right now, and Shinjiro wouldn't ask him anyway-- so the only other option is the kid brother.

Whenever things finally quiet, he limps over to Rolo's bedside, making sure he's awake. And hey, maybe the dog is still here for emotional support we don't know.

Anyway, he'll start easily, checking in with:]

...You doing okay? I didn't clip you with that swing right?

looms menacingly

[orphne]

[Ethlyn's clinic isn't like the starched too-white hallways of the hospital in Iwatodai. It helps distract from the haunting memory that the last time she saw her Shinjiro, back in her version of events, he was in a hospital bed unable to regain consciousness.

...Though he'd been there for Akihiko and not himself, it seems fitting that both the first and last times she'd seen Shinjiro had been in the hospital. There's some of that melancholy sadness lurking in the back of her eyes as she peeks in, checking to see if he's awake. This Shinji isn't her Shinjiro, though -- it's important to remember that.]

Hi, Shinji! [her voice is at least a little lower in deference to the other patients as she comes around and drags a chair over for herself so she can sit with him. He'd already given her permission to call him Shinji; he doesn't get to revoke it.] How you doing?

if dara wants to wake up at some point that's cool with me!

[laserguy]

[So, the plan was to... yell at Shinjiro? Okay, maybe not yell, but fold his arms and frown the biggest frown ever because dude's just throwing himself into danger! As his friend that wanted to make sure that he doesn't do completely stupid shit, this definitely falls into that. Well, not that he wouldn't stop Shinjiro from helping out and everything and it's not his fault this happened, but still. Principle of the matter.

Plus, he wants to see Shinjiro, most of all. He's worried about him.

Except everything that Scott was about to say shrivels up and dies in his mind when he sees Dara of all people curled up next to Shinjiro on his hospital bed and...

. . .]

Oh my god.

[Is he jumping to conclusions?? Maybe? But holy shit he sure hopes not. All of that irritation is replaced by a shit eating grin as he looks from Dara's sleeping form to Shinjiro. Scott looks like if Christmas just came early.]

a special little starter just for you

[murderingjustice]

[It's the late evening of the second day of their stay at the clinic. Though, not that Akechi would know that. He had been conscious only couple minutes at time before slipping back into the empty, unsatisfying drugged sleep -- resulting the dreams escaping to his moment of wake. It was a herculean task to differentiate the reality from hallucinations, which were influenced by the traces of miasma still lingering in his system.

He was drifting between the different state of awareness when Shinjiro returns from his brief outing. Akechi doesn't hear him open the door nor walk past by his bed. But what he notices is the smell coming off him. The strong smoky smell, thick with aromas of tar with subtle hints of herbs. His mind automatically takes him back to dimlit office with dark-wooden table, leather couch, a golden view to the city. The smell is close but not quite right.

With a struggle Akechi turns his head to the side to face Shinjiro as he staggers on, eyes fluttering open. He looks at the figure in front of him but doesn't really see him. Hell, he's not quite sure what he's seeing at the moment.]

Are you here to kill me....?

For Vash!

[drugsnotclubs]

[He probably should have communicated a bit better what was going on, but honestly he's been so damn tired after the whole... fight thing and getting everyone out of there and calling people for everyone and just sort of assumed someone else would take care of it from there. Which must have happened, because the newest entrant to the room has a familiar brush of bright blonde hair, and a coat even redder than his own.]

Oh. Hey.

[He calls out casually, as though he doesn't have his leg wrapped up in dressings that might have a few gross spots from the intense wound-healing action going on underneath them. Or a six armed curse goddess with no legs(???) wrapped around his torso like a pretzel.]

Guess I should have called.

[Instead of just??? Not going back to crashing on the guy's floor and ghosting? Whoops, sorry bro.]

Dara | OTA

[cursegod]

[This hasn't been her first experience of being horribly mutilated, but Dara wishes this time to be her last. Or...she would if she were conscious. She's been out like a light since the return of her organs and resealing the vengeful monster back inside herself. Yamatagi Madara remains a part of her, but it take a lot of energy to take control back.

For the first two days, Dara is dead to world. The vivisection lines stand out as an angry red beneath her patient gown, and the lack of legs is made obvious by her blanketed form. (At least she has 2 extra pairs of arms to make up for the loss?)

On the third day, Dara is "awake"...insomuch as she's able to slide out of her bed, stumbling with snakes twisted to mimic leg-shapes, and crawling into Shinjiro's bed. She is deaf to any comments made, and any attempt to move her will have them shoved halfway across the room with one push. Girl just wants to sleep where she's most comfortable...which seems to be clinging to Shinjiro. Later that same day, Dara manages to crack open her eyes with an unhappy groan if someone attempts to interact with her.

When she's finally conscious, the god will be practically hovering by Shinjiro's side, tending to his needs in his fevered state while very obviously oblivious to anyone else. She even startles a little if approached. Sure, Death isn't Real here, but she can't help but worry! She knows too well how painful it is to slip into a state between life and death. Shinjiro doesn't deserve that.]

[bonobos]

[ he's at the hospital before anyone else-- he was on the verge of being discharged, actually, on his last leg of recovery until...

this gaggle of assholes, his not-brother included, materialized. alright. this is great.

from his cot, sha-ming casts inconspicuous glances at shinji and dara respectively; this had been... the woman of the hour, the victim of the organ harvest, hadn't it? and she's fine now? he helped save her? relief swells in the depths of his chest. and shinjiro was always so dismal, clearly recovering from what was likely an unfortunate passing--

it's good to see them together, he thinks. he turns over and goes to bed.

he doesn't bother interacting with her until she's more cognizant; he's mostly recovered by now, although there are still traces of purpled snake bites on his midriff, whoops. ]

Hey. [ he says; she likely won't notice him, not with the way he sneaks up behind her. maximum stealth in play, baby. ] How's yer boyfriend holdin' up? You got all your organs back, right? Now it's just a matter of time before your man wakes up too.

[fieldtrip]

[ Toph isn't the type to anxiously hover over anyone, but she makes her support known in the patient inexorable way characteristic of earth itself. She shows up regularly, checks in, chats with whoever's awake, asks Ethlyn if she needs anything, runs errands.

On one of these days, presumably, she's checking in on an unconscious Shinjiro and runs across his large snakey bedmate. She stops short. ]

Dara, right? The one all this fuss was about? I didn't know you knew my gambling buddy.

[ She's pretty casual about it all at this point. Crazy stuff happens, it's kind of how it is. ]

[memori3s]

[ Minato's the last to wake up, which means Dara's been conscious and spending all her time fretting over Shinjiro. Once Minato's well enough to stand, he stops by Shinjiro's bed to observe this.

He doesn't speak at first, just standing there while leaning a bit against Koromaru. After all, he doesn't want to disturb Shinjiro's rest. Dara must be feeling better if she has the energy to fuss over Shinjiro.

Eventually, he says: ]

Hi, Dara.

[ He won't sit just yet, even if standing is still taxing for him. Sitting down implies a degree of finality, a tacit declaration that Minato tends to stick around. If Dara's looking for privacy right now, he's content to limp back to his own bed. ]

...are you feeling better?

closed to Shinjiro, gross snuggle times

[cursegod]

Mmngh...

[The noise is Dara's unintended announcement that she's awake. It's been a process of going in and out of consciousness, vaguely registering that she's somehow made it into Shinjiro's bed, and generally recouping from the loss of control. Even if she's been aware enough that he's alive and safe, the god has been clinging to him as much as possible. Which is where she finds herself now, head laid against his chest, finally cognizant of the smoothing motions through her hair.

Dara cracks open an eye. The curtained area is dim, and Shinjiro's face is highlighted by the screen of his phone. She lays there in silence a few seconds longer, taking it all in before mumbling to him:]

You're awake...Me too. It feels like it's been awhile...since we got to talk.

["I missed you." Thought but left unsaid.]

a million years later

[foxphorus]

[ Needless to say, Seimei's been visiting often. He's not a doctor or anything but he's also not sure how medical treatment goes in this place, so poking his head in to make sure nothing weird and Aldrip-specific is going to mess with the spiritual healing process is a must.

(Also he's just curious about the technology, but. That's on the backburner until everyone is confirmed safe and alright.)

Dara did him the honor of reaching out to him in such a vulnerable state, he's going to see this through until the very end, which despite what some back at the bereau may have argued was not the ritual putting all her organs back into place. So he's glad to see her up and about even if it's with little concern for her own well being. ]

How heartening to see the concern was mutual.

[melnik]

[ If there was any good that came of this entire debacle for him, it was the realization that trusting the other Chosen on their completely outlandish word could at least sometimes be the right decision. When he heard that someone had strewn a bunch of organs belonging to a "snake lady" around the city and that they needed some kind of spiritual talismans to keep themselves safe, it was rather difficult not to throw all of that information straight into the garbage. But Miller had to believe it, if only because if it was true and he didn't, he'd be turning his back on a terrible threat. And maybe some part of him was seeing that bastard Khan in his mind's eye, telling him to listen.

Whatever the case may be, those that faced the danger now have quite a story to tell, himself included...

Although his own ailments were not so bad, Miller has returned to the clinic for several days to check on those he knows or recognizes. In that time, he's witnessed Dara in her unconscious state.

Admittedly, the sight had not been the most pleasant. She is comparable to a mutant, as though a mixture of the spiders and the ones that are more humanoid. But he sees that nearly everyone else around is regarding her with care, and so he keeps his thoughts to himself. In fact, he never attempts to speak with her until she's up and walking again.

At which point, the tone he starts with is cautious, but polite. ]

Dara, right? I am sorry you had to go through that, but I'm glad we've all come out the other side now. I assume that priest was able to... put everything back where it belongs?

minato arisato | open

[memori3s]

[ Minato sleeps for days. Maybe that's for the best. It means he's a very compliant patient when treating his fractured shin, and he's wholly oblivious to all of Akechi's screaming. There's the added bonus of escaping answering questions for now too.

It doesn't seem to be a particularly restful kind of sleep. There's the occasional crease of the brow, shudder, and pained moan coming from him. Something unpleasant haunts his dreams.

Koromaru hovers at his bedside, reluctant to let anyone draw too close. There are times when he's absent though and wanders around Aldrip in search of anyone skilled in purification. He knows the miasma will lift eventually, but Koromaru's on a mission to find someone who can speed the process for Minato.

He wakes eventually. It doesn't mean Minato's particularly responsive though. For a few days, he won't acknowledge anyone trying to speak to him, and his periods of consciousness don't last very long. But after another handful of days of rest, he can be found sitting up with one of Ethlyn's medical texts in his lap and Koromaru curled at the foot of his bed.

He's awake, but he definitely looks tired and a little frail. ]

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[ hmu if you'd like a custom starter!! or throw something at me, yolo ]

[chemex]

[Akira wasn't involved himself, and it bothers him a little, but he still mills about the hospital checking on everyone. This includes Minato, and Koromaru by extension-- he gets many pets and affirmations of him being an extremely good boy, at least from Akira. He understood Sleepy Bitch Syndrome, especially when it came to overuse of SP, so he let Minato stay zonked without disruption. Not to say it's without worry, but what really can be done but to let the guy sleep?]

[So when he wanders by Minato's room to see him sitting up, he backpedals and lingers in the doorway, knocking the frame.] Hey. Up for some company? [He looks from Minato to Koromaru and back-- gotta make sure the pup permits his presence, too.]

rolo lamperouge | open

[heartstopping]

[Rolo has a lot of memories in medical facilities. Hospitals and labs run by the Geass Order, so much time in his earlier years spent undergoing studies of his abilities and receiving treatments to deal with their side effects. Even in his memories of that other "fake" life, his being so sickly meant these were familiar scenes. Altogether, he shouldn't have any issue with hospitals.

None of them were ever so crowded with loud, obnoxious lunatics before, though. Nor has he ever had to be stuck receiving treatment alongside someone partially responsible for his hospitalization.

But he can't really escape it with his leg so fucked up, so Rolo remains bedbound, shooting certain others sour looks, distracting himself with the network and petting Koromaru when the dog wanders over to sit with him.]

[fieldtrip]

[ Toph's here on and off, innately resistant to being idle -- and her real desire to be helpful going very much unsaid. But something big went down and she wasn't there, which chafes, so she can at least get close to the action after the fact and pass her own judgement. Given she'd served as emergency transportation, she's bound to know Rolo's here, but it's not until she overhears him say a few words that she really realizes who he is. A lot was going on and it was hard to piece together in the moment.

This results in her blurting out one day, totally unsolicited: ]

You're the kid who had a breakdown in the grocery store. What the heck were you doing there?

[ Who is he when not a kid having a breakdown in a grocery store???? Meeting people during that memory nightmare experience is so annoying and remains annoying. ]