rakuen | dude he's like in a coma

Characters: Kotarou, visitors
Format: any
This log is: open
Location: one of the infirmary rooms.
Summary: After this battle, Kotarou is transferred to the infirmary to recover from his Exaclan-induced coma. This log covers the three days he's out, and his waking up after that. Depending on 'when' you visit, he might not respond, but feel free to mingle around the unconscious kid.
Warnings: moar trauma. Copious angst. Possibly people will get punched.

The room is small, one of the minor rooms set aside for students who aren't in the infirmary for a scraped knee or a cold. There are several metal chairs scattered around the room, as well as a single table and a curtain that can be pulled around the bed if need be. The bed itself swamps the boy lying in it, with white sheets and a faded green coverlet; a monitor is within reach on the bedside unit. It beeps every minute, on the dot, to let the nurse know his charge is still alive. Despite this and the drip in his arm, visitors are assured that he will wake up with no negative side-effects within a few days.

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About half an hour after Kotarou is admitted to the infirmary, the two girls arrive. Sora is supporting Oichi as well as she can, but she's loathe to trigger the warning penalty's second stage, and so has to ration her touch. Much to her distress. One hand is tracing a constant, reassuring arc through the older girl's hair, just light enough that it doesn't alert the system beyond occasional twinges.

"He's in here," she says, once they've gone past several empty rooms and found the single door with a nameplate inserted into its frame. "Do you want me to come in with you?"

Edited 2011-01-23 01:52 (UTC)

"You... can do as you like," Oichi says slowly, swaying on her feet in what is her way. The pain from the warning hurts, but she isn't aware of what it means. She hasn't connected it with Sora's gentle, calming touches; and even if she were to, Ichi would think it worth the pain. Another person's warmth is something she can't get enough of, and this girl is so much like the sun.

In that case, she'll go in, of course. Sora will support her in any way she can, to every limit of her ability, and right now that means that this blank-eyed, despairing, beautiful woman has a knight companion for as long as she needs her.

The infirmary is more of a home to her than her own room, or her room here, for that matter. Yuki was here so often; one door down is where she had freed Reiko, beyond that was the room she'd woken up in after her defeat against Shoujou. There are a lot of mixed memories in this building, but at least there are still memories. With practise, she unlatches the door and slips in, with the door wide enough for both herself and Oichi without letting it open enough that the hinges creak.

"Excuse us-"

Edited 2011-01-23 02:23 (UTC)

Huashi's head snapped up, but compared to Kallen's entry before, there's no immediate demand to get out. Mostly because Sora was actually polite. But the glare at Oichi was still full of anger.

"What's she doing here?!" Huashi demanded and jumped off the bed, landing between that and Sora and Oichi. Huashi stared at Ichi, who should have listened to Kotarou. He hadn't said he was ready yet! The urge to just tell them to get out was great, especially as Ichi was one of the two.

She follows Sora in, quiet, and gasps when Huashi snaps at her. Oichi staggers back a step, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Ohh... Ichi... is here to see Kotarou," she mumbles, meeting Huashi's gaze with her own blank stare.

"You should have used another weapon," Huashi snaps, crossing her arms. If she's gonna see Kotarou, she can stand over there and see him.

"She wants to see her friend," Sora takes several quick steps so she's next to Oichi again, one hand on her shoulder and the other clutched to her own chest. "Please, I saw the battle... it was an accident!" She thinks he's dead, she stopped herself from saying.

"Yes... yes..." Oichi says, looking to Sora and then back to Huashi before turning her gaze towards the bed, where she can distantly see him under the blankets. She's still on the verge of tears, eyes glistening with them.

"Ichi is here to see a friend... a friend... don't keep Ichi from him, please..." And she takes an uneven step forwards, head lolling back.

"If you're his friend you should have taken the other weapon! You didn't listen!" Huashi snarls and Ichi's behaviour is making her unsettled; Huashi crouches down, arms vaguely spread to the sides, her tail stiff behind her. She's not scared, but Ichi doesn't behave like even an upset person should.

The smell of sweet, rotten fruit is strong, stronger than it's been before.
"I-- You're not getting close to him! You smell bad!" It may not have been the smartest thing to say, but Ichi's smell and behaviour is upsetting her.

There has to be a way to make everyone aware of the dangers of the weapons, Sora thinks. Can she just tell everyone? Would that stop the damage? She's not sure, and that train of thought is severed when Oichi lurches towards the bed. Yes, she's acting oddly, but that isn't strange to Sora, she recognises despair when she sees it.

So, naturally, she gets between Huashi and Oichi, going down to one knee to try and reassure the monkey-tailed girl. She doesn't know Oichi well, but that's never stopped Sora from believing in someone before.

"She won't hurt him, I promise. What happened back there, his weapon--" she swallows, and glances back at Oichi, "It's painful for everyone. She didn't know this would happen. None of you did, and we should have told you all sooner."

Edited (TENSE FAIL) 2011-01-23 23:45 (UTC)

"If she'd listened to him--!" Huashi almost shouts, but lowers her voice. Sora kneeling in front of her isn't distracting her from keeping an eye on Ichi. And she doesn't believe Sora. Not hurt him? When she behaves like that, and that smell!

"Really? What's with... with... that then?! HUH? And she smells. Bad. Sweet. Like rotten fruit." Huashi doesn't really care about Ichi's intentions, really, because she's sure (she thinks) Ichi didn't 'mean to' hurt Kotarou by fighting with his pendant. No, it's Ichi's behaviour she's zeroed in on.

Oichi doesn't respond to any of the things Huashi says; just steps forwards more, in her usual way, until she is at the head of the cot, close enough to touch Kotarou's sleeping face.

She sees his chest rise and fall and the tears that had gathered fall now. "Ah... he isn't... he's not dead..." she manages after a beat.

"Of course he's not dead!" Huashi doesn't shriek, exactly, but it's close enough (because while he's not dead right now, maybe he'll just not wake up and be dead later), and Oichi is too close. Huashi snarls and jumps, landing on the other side of Kotarou's bed, slapping Oichi's hand away.

"No. touching," she hisses, because she's not gonna let a woman like that touch Kotarou, even if he likes her.

dude he's like in a coma

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