dude he's like in a coma

[tenwholeryou]

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.

Comments

[monkeystail]

Huashi had no idea what she meant about Huashi feeling "better about herself now", but it doesn't matter, because at least she's left. And besides, it wasn't as if that woman couldn't see Kotarou from where she'd been standing.

Another sniff, and she rubbed away the treacherous tears. Adults were just stupid. Daddy wasn't, of course, and Wujing and Baije were all right, and Xuanzang... well, he was Xuanzang, so there wasn't much to think about that.

Kotarou wasn't still that woman's friend, so she could just stay away.

... Biting her lip, Huashi wished she remembered the only prayer Xuanzang had taught her. She couldn't even remember if it was good for a situation like this, but... Stupid adults, stupid game, stupid powers. Why were always powerful things so often unfair, and even moreso against those who had done nothing to deserve it?