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WHO: Yoite, Wanda & Night Nurse later on.
WHERE: On the way to the Clinic -> The Clinic
WHEN: Sometime on Saturday.
WARNINGS: Fff. Sickness, emo and doctor stuff, I'd guess.
SUMMARY: Yoite needs a trip to the doctor, runs into Wanda on the way.
FORMAT: Starting with para, then whatever.
It was becoming horribly obvious to him that only painkillers weren't going to cut it any longer. His heart protested, bones creaked and he could feel the sensation of flesh and blood drying up, organs screaming out at him every waking moment and settling for a dull ache when he slept, making sleep light and troubled, and not nearly enough for him to regain the energy he needed.
It wasn't like he used Kira a lot, and it was different here-- dying took longer-- deterioration took longer-- his senses were still there, letting him feel every bit of pain and discomfort that came with the power to the point where even staying on his feet after using it was difficult.
So, with the wish to not die any time soon, to not lose any of his own memories, especially his wish, Yoite had decided a trip to the doctor was in order. He had spoken of it a few times, but never actually going through with it, but this time he needed to. Having lived with Kira twice so far, he knew just how much his body could take before giving in, and he was quickly approaching the limit of the time he could stay without taking any sort of medication for his heart.
And that was the reason why he was now headed toward the clinic, hands in the pockets of his coat, dressed as if it was winter as usual, despite the heat-- He could feel a chill in his bones anyway.
WHERE: On the way to the Clinic -> The Clinic
WHEN: Sometime on Saturday.
WARNINGS: Fff. Sickness, emo and doctor stuff, I'd guess.
SUMMARY: Yoite needs a trip to the doctor, runs into Wanda on the way.
FORMAT: Starting with para, then whatever.
It was becoming horribly obvious to him that only painkillers weren't going to cut it any longer. His heart protested, bones creaked and he could feel the sensation of flesh and blood drying up, organs screaming out at him every waking moment and settling for a dull ache when he slept, making sleep light and troubled, and not nearly enough for him to regain the energy he needed.
It wasn't like he used Kira a lot, and it was different here-- dying took longer-- deterioration took longer-- his senses were still there, letting him feel every bit of pain and discomfort that came with the power to the point where even staying on his feet after using it was difficult.
So, with the wish to not die any time soon, to not lose any of his own memories, especially his wish, Yoite had decided a trip to the doctor was in order. He had spoken of it a few times, but never actually going through with it, but this time he needed to. Having lived with Kira twice so far, he knew just how much his body could take before giving in, and he was quickly approaching the limit of the time he could stay without taking any sort of medication for his heart.
And that was the reason why he was now headed toward the clinic, hands in the pockets of his coat, dressed as if it was winter as usual, despite the heat-- He could feel a chill in his bones anyway.