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 didn't trust the man Suzaku had called a nurse. Whatever that was. He'd said Kotarou would be fine, but Kotarou wasn't waking up, and if you didn't wake up really soon after becoming unoncious, you weren't fine!

The 'nurse' had pulled up a chair for her, but she was currently ignoring that to sit on the bed beside Kotarou, glaring at the beeping machine and with one eye towards the door. Depending who came through that door...

She wasn't actually certain what to do. She wanted to tear things, smash them with her bare hands, but the scratches she'd caused Suzaku had for the moment stilled the bloodrage. This was still all those adults' faults, and no one was getting close.

Except for that lying nurse, because apparently he was the only one who could ensure Kotarou was on the track of getting well. She sniffed and rubbed her face. She was not crying.

She wasn't going try cry. Crying didn't help anybody. Her eyes burned.

"Merciful Goddess... he'll be all right, won't he?" Huashi tilted her head back, hoping that'd chase back the burning in her eyes.

[queenscheckmate]

Kallen was preoccupied with avoiding people (ie. Gino, Suzaku) and didn't catch the entire fight. The school has been nice enough to broadcast the entire thing and she caught the end of it. The woman throwing the jewel, Suzaku dodging it, watching it shatter, and when Kotarou dropped to the ground screaming, that only meant one thing.

The crystallized rock was his weapon.

She dropped everything was doing in that moment and rushed over to the infirmary. It wasn't hard to find considering when she first met Sulu, she guided him here. But when she walked in, she didn't know what to say. But what could she say? Kallen saw the young boy laying there, not moving outside of the rise and fall of his chest, the beeping noise in the background to reassure the girl that he was alive. She knew this was too much. This boy was too young to be oppressed like this, to be forced to fight. Her, fine, subject her to this sort of world. But him, this young boy? He didn't deserve it. This boy didn't need to see the outcome of fighting, of war like she had.

This time, Kallen threw away her pride. What had she been fighting for back home if a young boy was forced to fight? Force to fight in a way where he would meet his end without even trying?

Just what had she almost died multiple times back home for?

The teenager wasn't going to leave. She didn't care about skipping classes. This boy, who now she wanted to protect with every fiber of her existence, was her top priority.

Maybe she'd leave to eat, but that was about it. She wasn't leaving. She knew he would probably get some visitors but she hoped to anything that the girl handling his weapon wouldn't come.

[swordofzero]

Suzaku was sat outside the room; he had been here since they had given Kotarou over to the doctors. He didn't enter the room because he knew Huashi was in there, there was nothing he could do in there and Huashi hated him. She had good reason to, Suzaku hated himself pretty badly at the moment.

So he was sat on the floor outside with his knees curled up to his chest trembling. He had almost killed Kotarou... He should have refused to fight when Oichi was using someone so young as a weapon, he should have caught the amulet... he should have...

He was a monster... he wanted to go and check Kotarou was alright but he did not deserve to go in there... He didn't even look up when Kallen walked past, he half expected her to kick him; it would have been the least he deserved.

He stared blankly at the floor, and at his glove that had finally stopped flashing. It had flashed for ages, flashing Kotarou's name, as if mocking him.

He squeezed his eyes shut hoping that Kotarou was going to be all right.

[allurprincess]

[continued from this thread]

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?"

THREE DAYS LATER...

[tenwholeryou]

Beep.

Kotarou frowned, the expression muffled into warmth and fabric. He'd just heard a noise, right? A repetitive, annoying one. Whatever it was, it must have woken him up. His fingers curled slightly, scrunching up handfuls of cover, and he managed to roll himself over so he was facing away from the beeping. He didn't want to get up; his body ached, faint, and not bad enough to be a huge problem, but that had been enough movement for now. He curled up closer to Huashi - who else would it be? - and tried to go back to sleep.

Beep!

Hrgh.