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'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.

[themouthofhell]

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.

[monkeystail]

"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.

[allurprincess]

"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.

[themouthofhell]

"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.

[monkeystail]

"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.

[allurprincess]

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."

[monkeystail]

"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.

[themouthofhell]

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.

[monkeystail]

"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.