Group RP log ~ Hugo, Landis, Fred
In which Cecile brings Fred to the infirmary after knocking him out with her shoe, Hugo restrains him (in a similar manner to that of how Tuta deals with...difficult patients), Landis makes a cameo, and Cecile is distraught.
Hugo definitely deserves a reward for working so hard after all this. ;_;
Cecile: *starts knocking distressedly on the infirmary door, entirely forgetting to remain quiet for the patients inside. The unconscious body of Fred lies behind her, a large bruise swelling atop his forehead*
Hugo: *the Karayan hears the distressed knocking and opens the door, taking in Cecile and Fred.* Cecile! What happened?
Cecile: Sir Fred!! I mean, well, it wasn't Sir Fred!! And!! He!!! I!!! MY SHOE!!! And!! *flails, on the verge of tears*
Landis: *walking randomly by because Fred's unconcious and I can't talk with him except moan* wow.
Cecile: *would have debated throwing her other shoe at Landis if she saw him* I didn't mean to, but I had to!! ;__;
Hugo: *doesn't make much out of what Cecile just said, except for something about her shoe. He leads the captain of the guard into the infirmary, and has her sit down on the cot.* Stay here, okay?
Hugo: *He heads back into the hallway to bring Fred into the infirmary.*
Landis: *whistles*
Hugo: Can you grab his legs? *The Karayan looks up at Landis*
Landis: *blinks at him in surprise* ... can I chop him up afterwords? *moves forward and picks up the legs anyway*
Hugo: Do I have to even dignify that with a response? *Hugo picks up Fred underneath the arms, and leads him into the infirmary and onto a waiting cot.*
Landis: *sighs* I tried.
Hugo: *Fred now safely in the infirmary, Hugo turns his attention to Cecile.* Cecile, I need you to start from the beginning. What happened to Sir Fred?
Hugo: *while waiting for Cecile to answer him, he gathers some ice, bandages, and clean clothes from the cupboards.*
Cecile: *still trying to catch her breath, sitting in the seat Hugo left for her* ...I...*suddenly realizes it might not be safe for Hugo if she tells him the entire story*
Landis: I'm gonna leave now... buh bye...
Hugo: *looks over at Landis quickly, then focuses his attention back on Cecile and Fred. He hands Cecile a glass of water, then turns to Fred.*
Hugo: He's got a nasty lump on his head. I can put some ice on that, but I wonder why he is so pale.
Cecile: *guiltily* I threw my shoe at him.
Cecile: *looks down at the cup of water, not having the stomach to drink*
Landis: *involuntarily blurts out* Nice shot. *snickers*
Hugo: *glares at Landis* You're not helping.
Cecile: *scowls and tears up*
Hugo: *prepares an ice compress, and attaches it to Fred's head. He turns back to Cecile.* I can't really do much more until he wakes up. Cecile ... why did you throw your shoe at him.?
Landis: *shrugs* In my opinion, he's had it coming. Maybe it'll knock some sense into him. That'll knock your socks off eh? *snickers at his pathetic joke*
Hugo: Why has he had it coming? *The Karayan's out of the loop with the happenings at large in the castle.*
Cecile: He...ah...said something indecent about my skirt. *the answer was a blatant lie; it made her stomach wring in knots to lie to him but if Fred was as dangerous as he appeared, putting Hugo in danger would be worse*
Hugo: Cecile.... *Hugo knew that she was lying, but he couldn't figure out why or how to get her to tell him the truth.*
Landis: Because he's an idiot. And that, is an obvious lie. *rolls his eyes* One, Fred notices fashion like a bird notices it can fly. Two, you wouldn't hit him even if he did insult your skirt.
Cecile: *she squirmed under his watch, and Landis's statement hit home* I would not have thrown anything at anyone without a good reason.
Landis: *holds his hand up in a corrective manner* Or what you thought was a good reason.
Cecile: You be quiet, Sir Landis!!! I saved a life, and that's more than I can say for you!!
Landis: *blinks surprised* ... wow. *shuts up*
Cecile: *swings her shoe-less foot uncomfortably, and a few loose tears slip into the cup of water*
Hugo: As much as I enjoy listening to people bicker, its not helping. *He looks reprovingly at Landis and makes his reproving glance a little less reproving when he looks at Cecile.*
Hugo: All I want to know is why you threw your shoe at him, Cecile. The real reason.
Cecile: He was not himself, and I was stopping him from hurting himself. *decides the best idea is to give bare minimum details*
Hugo: *looks at Cecile expectantly.*
Landis: He hurts himself all the time. *rolls his eyes* How is this different?
Cecile: *looks back at Hugo* ....And then I threw my shoe at his face.
Hugo: But how was he not himself? What was he doing that made you think he was hurting himself?
Landis: *dark mutter* Okay fine, ignore me.
Cecile: He drew his sword against himself. You know I do not condone killing, Sir Hugo. *more than happy to ignore Landis*
Hugo: Have you noticed Sir Fred acting suspiciously before, Landis?
Landis: Hm? No. Then again, look at all the freaky things happening lately. What's normal now?
Cecile: Sir Fred is not himself, and he needs to be watched over before he hurts himself again. I will run out of shoes if I keep watch.
Landis: Uh huh....
Cecile: I barely own any shoes, Sir Landis!!
Landis: I meant I still don't understand why you had to throw it in the first place. *rolls eyes*
Cecile: To save a life!!!! *becomes frustrated again*
Hugo: Cecile - you mean he was going to use his sword on himself?
Cecile: *small nod*
Hugo: Cecile, I know you don't want to talk about it, but I need you to tell me everything that happened, starting from when you saw Fred before he unsheathed his sword.
Cecile: *opens her mouth to begin, but suddenly grips the chair with her hand, nearly dropping the glass of water as a dizzy spell seizes her*
Hugo: *grabs the glass of water and puts it down, before reaching out to steady Cecile with both arms.* Cecile!
Cecile: *blinks unfocusedly for a moment* I had to give him...his birthday gift.
Hugo: *the Karayan watches Cecile, his face full of concern for Cecile.*
Hugo: Then what happened?
Cecile: Then...*the details grow foggier by the moment, almost as though they refuse to be remembered* Well, he told me he did not remember the hole he fell in.
Hugo: *the Karayan rubs Cecile's back comfortingly, not wanting to interrupt her.*
Cecile: *puts a hand to her forehead* But I said, "surely you must remember where it was," and he said, "no," so I said, "when you find it, write it on your new map."
Hugo: *nods, and continues rubbing Cecile's back.*
Cecile: *suddenly one detail becomes blindingly vibrant in her memory, and she manages to blurt it out before seized with another dizzy spell* Sir Hugo--he said he would kill Master Thomas if he was punished!!
Hugo: *Hugo gently helps Cecile to lie back on a cot, and leaves her side to grab some water and herbs.* Cecile, don't try to talk anymore. Just rest, okay?
Cecile: *tries to sit up, starting to feel cold* But Master Thomas--you have to tell him!!!
Hugo: *comes back to Cecile.* I will. But you need to rest first. *he adds the herbs to the water and mixes them together.* This will help you to rest. You need to drink it.
Cecile: *starts to cry* I can't...I can't remember what else happened, but if Master Thomas is hurt....Sir Hugo, I'm cold.
Hugo: *Hugo's heart breaks as he listens to Cecile cry.* Drink this Cecile. I promise you that Thomas won't be hurt. *he holds the cup to her lips*
Cecile: *looks down at the cup and starts to drink, but breaks up in the middle and is unable to continue. Everything lately has been building up inside, and she can't hold it in anymore*
Hugo: *He doesn't force her to finish drinking the sleeping powder. He knows what she has drunk will be strong enough to knock her out for awhile, and give him time to act. For the moment, he holds her gently.*
Cecile: *weeps into the front of his shirt, her vision already begining to grow foggy with the effects of the medicine* I...I've already lost...part of Sir Fred. I can't lose anyone else. Not...not Thomas...or you...
Hugo: *he gently rocks Cecile, humming an old Karayan lullaby.*
Cecile: *falls limp in his arms, asleep and cold*
Hugo: *gently lays Cecile back on the bed, and pulls the covers up around her. He gets up and begins looking for something to restrain Fred, in case he wakes up.*
Hugo: *finds some restraints, and puts them on Fred, firmly restraining him to his bed. He moves to the door of the infirmary to call for help.*
Fred: *wakes up slowly* ... wha...?
Hugo: *hears Fred waking up, and turns back.* Sir Fred.
Fred: *turns his head and appears amazed at Hugo* S-Sir Hugo? W-what...?
Hugo: Do you hurt anywhere?
Fred: *winces* Just my head... uhm... why am I tied down to the bed...?
Hugo: You tried to harm yourself. *he leaves out that Cecile told him this.*
Fred: *frowns* Really? How? Honestly, my memories are a bit of a blur right now....
Hugo: Until I can sort out what happened, I'm going to have to leave you tied down.
Fred: Uhm... okay.... ;__; Did I do something wrong...? *glances at Hugo a little dazed but confused*
Hugo: You threatened to kill Thomas, then threatened your own life. *looks at Fred coldly*
Fred: I-I what?! *looks stunned*
Hugo: *holds up three fingers in front of Fred's face.* How many fingers am I holding up?
Fred: Uhm...... t-two? I don't understand....
Hugo: You got a nasty bump on your head - concussion.
Fred: I-I do? Oh... then I had better stay on the bed... concussions aren't healthy...
Hugo: You'll have to be woken every couple of hours. Its best if you try to stay awake though. It'll only be for a day, just to make sure your head is okay.
Fred: Uhm... alright.... uh... I suppose there's no chance of me being released I suppose.... the restraints are cutting into my skin... ;;
Hugo: If you don't move so much, they'll be fine. *He'd loosen them, but he's not sure if he can trust the knight, given how upset Cecile was.*
Fred: O-of course, I'm sorry, uhm... Sir Hugo? W-what exactly happened? Is Lady Cecile alright? S-she's not hurt is she? *looks stricken* Did I hurt her? Is she alright?
Hugo: Like I said, I still don't understand what happened. What do you mean, is Cecile alright? *doesn't want to let Fred know that Cecile is in the infirmary or that she's the one that brought him in.*
Fred: W-well she's in the infirmary, I remember seeing her before it goes blank a-and if she's in the infirmary that must mean she's hurt! D-did I do it? Oh what have I done...!?
Hugo: Fred ... you need to rest now. *adjusts the ice pack on the knight's head.* I'll explain everything to you in the morning, alright.
Fred: Sir Hugo... I need you to be honest with me, I can rest until I know the truth..... did I hurt her? *looks at him with pleading eyes* Please... I need to know....
Hugo: *Hugo relents, hoping he hasn't made a mistake.* She's badly shaken, but otherwise fine.
Fred: S-so... it is my fault? *looks helpless*
Hugo: I don't know. If I did, I would tell you.
Fred: You don't know.....? *looks completely miserable as he lies back onto the bed* ... what have I become...?
Hugo: I'd offer to give you a sleeping draught, but with your concussion, it wouldn't be a good idea.
Fred: No... sleep is a reprieve from guilt. I will not accept an escape from what I deserve... thank you though, Sir Hugo. *shifts uncomfortably against the restraints*
Hugo: They'll only get tighter the more you struggle. I'll see if I can find something more ... comfortable for you. *Really, Hugo is anxious to sneak off to Colton's ship.*
Fred: It's alright, I won't notice sooner or later...
Hugo: *isn't paying attention to Fred's last comment, as he's already half-way out of the infirmary.*
Fred: *lets out a sigh and watches Hugo leave the room*
Hugo: *is gone.*
Hugo definitely deserves a reward for working so hard after all this. ;_;
Cecile: *starts knocking distressedly on the infirmary door, entirely forgetting to remain quiet for the patients inside. The unconscious body of Fred lies behind her, a large bruise swelling atop his forehead*
Hugo: *the Karayan hears the distressed knocking and opens the door, taking in Cecile and Fred.* Cecile! What happened?
Cecile: Sir Fred!! I mean, well, it wasn't Sir Fred!! And!! He!!! I!!! MY SHOE!!! And!! *flails, on the verge of tears*
Landis: *walking randomly by because Fred's unconcious and I can't talk with him except moan* wow.
Cecile: *would have debated throwing her other shoe at Landis if she saw him* I didn't mean to, but I had to!! ;__;
Hugo: *doesn't make much out of what Cecile just said, except for something about her shoe. He leads the captain of the guard into the infirmary, and has her sit down on the cot.* Stay here, okay?
Hugo: *He heads back into the hallway to bring Fred into the infirmary.*
Landis: *whistles*
Hugo: Can you grab his legs? *The Karayan looks up at Landis*
Landis: *blinks at him in surprise* ... can I chop him up afterwords? *moves forward and picks up the legs anyway*
Hugo: Do I have to even dignify that with a response? *Hugo picks up Fred underneath the arms, and leads him into the infirmary and onto a waiting cot.*
Landis: *sighs* I tried.
Hugo: *Fred now safely in the infirmary, Hugo turns his attention to Cecile.* Cecile, I need you to start from the beginning. What happened to Sir Fred?
Hugo: *while waiting for Cecile to answer him, he gathers some ice, bandages, and clean clothes from the cupboards.*
Cecile: *still trying to catch her breath, sitting in the seat Hugo left for her* ...I...*suddenly realizes it might not be safe for Hugo if she tells him the entire story*
Landis: I'm gonna leave now... buh bye...
Hugo: *looks over at Landis quickly, then focuses his attention back on Cecile and Fred. He hands Cecile a glass of water, then turns to Fred.*
Hugo: He's got a nasty lump on his head. I can put some ice on that, but I wonder why he is so pale.
Cecile: *guiltily* I threw my shoe at him.
Cecile: *looks down at the cup of water, not having the stomach to drink*
Landis: *involuntarily blurts out* Nice shot. *snickers*
Hugo: *glares at Landis* You're not helping.
Cecile: *scowls and tears up*
Hugo: *prepares an ice compress, and attaches it to Fred's head. He turns back to Cecile.* I can't really do much more until he wakes up. Cecile ... why did you throw your shoe at him.?
Landis: *shrugs* In my opinion, he's had it coming. Maybe it'll knock some sense into him. That'll knock your socks off eh? *snickers at his pathetic joke*
Hugo: Why has he had it coming? *The Karayan's out of the loop with the happenings at large in the castle.*
Cecile: He...ah...said something indecent about my skirt. *the answer was a blatant lie; it made her stomach wring in knots to lie to him but if Fred was as dangerous as he appeared, putting Hugo in danger would be worse*
Hugo: Cecile.... *Hugo knew that she was lying, but he couldn't figure out why or how to get her to tell him the truth.*
Landis: Because he's an idiot. And that, is an obvious lie. *rolls his eyes* One, Fred notices fashion like a bird notices it can fly. Two, you wouldn't hit him even if he did insult your skirt.
Cecile: *she squirmed under his watch, and Landis's statement hit home* I would not have thrown anything at anyone without a good reason.
Landis: *holds his hand up in a corrective manner* Or what you thought was a good reason.
Cecile: You be quiet, Sir Landis!!! I saved a life, and that's more than I can say for you!!
Landis: *blinks surprised* ... wow. *shuts up*
Cecile: *swings her shoe-less foot uncomfortably, and a few loose tears slip into the cup of water*
Hugo: As much as I enjoy listening to people bicker, its not helping. *He looks reprovingly at Landis and makes his reproving glance a little less reproving when he looks at Cecile.*
Hugo: All I want to know is why you threw your shoe at him, Cecile. The real reason.
Cecile: He was not himself, and I was stopping him from hurting himself. *decides the best idea is to give bare minimum details*
Hugo: *looks at Cecile expectantly.*
Landis: He hurts himself all the time. *rolls his eyes* How is this different?
Cecile: *looks back at Hugo* ....And then I threw my shoe at his face.
Hugo: But how was he not himself? What was he doing that made you think he was hurting himself?
Landis: *dark mutter* Okay fine, ignore me.
Cecile: He drew his sword against himself. You know I do not condone killing, Sir Hugo. *more than happy to ignore Landis*
Hugo: Have you noticed Sir Fred acting suspiciously before, Landis?
Landis: Hm? No. Then again, look at all the freaky things happening lately. What's normal now?
Cecile: Sir Fred is not himself, and he needs to be watched over before he hurts himself again. I will run out of shoes if I keep watch.
Landis: Uh huh....
Cecile: I barely own any shoes, Sir Landis!!
Landis: I meant I still don't understand why you had to throw it in the first place. *rolls eyes*
Cecile: To save a life!!!! *becomes frustrated again*
Hugo: Cecile - you mean he was going to use his sword on himself?
Cecile: *small nod*
Hugo: Cecile, I know you don't want to talk about it, but I need you to tell me everything that happened, starting from when you saw Fred before he unsheathed his sword.
Cecile: *opens her mouth to begin, but suddenly grips the chair with her hand, nearly dropping the glass of water as a dizzy spell seizes her*
Hugo: *grabs the glass of water and puts it down, before reaching out to steady Cecile with both arms.* Cecile!
Cecile: *blinks unfocusedly for a moment* I had to give him...his birthday gift.
Hugo: *the Karayan watches Cecile, his face full of concern for Cecile.*
Hugo: Then what happened?
Cecile: Then...*the details grow foggier by the moment, almost as though they refuse to be remembered* Well, he told me he did not remember the hole he fell in.
Hugo: *the Karayan rubs Cecile's back comfortingly, not wanting to interrupt her.*
Cecile: *puts a hand to her forehead* But I said, "surely you must remember where it was," and he said, "no," so I said, "when you find it, write it on your new map."
Hugo: *nods, and continues rubbing Cecile's back.*
Cecile: *suddenly one detail becomes blindingly vibrant in her memory, and she manages to blurt it out before seized with another dizzy spell* Sir Hugo--he said he would kill Master Thomas if he was punished!!
Hugo: *Hugo gently helps Cecile to lie back on a cot, and leaves her side to grab some water and herbs.* Cecile, don't try to talk anymore. Just rest, okay?
Cecile: *tries to sit up, starting to feel cold* But Master Thomas--you have to tell him!!!
Hugo: *comes back to Cecile.* I will. But you need to rest first. *he adds the herbs to the water and mixes them together.* This will help you to rest. You need to drink it.
Cecile: *starts to cry* I can't...I can't remember what else happened, but if Master Thomas is hurt....Sir Hugo, I'm cold.
Hugo: *Hugo's heart breaks as he listens to Cecile cry.* Drink this Cecile. I promise you that Thomas won't be hurt. *he holds the cup to her lips*
Cecile: *looks down at the cup and starts to drink, but breaks up in the middle and is unable to continue. Everything lately has been building up inside, and she can't hold it in anymore*
Hugo: *He doesn't force her to finish drinking the sleeping powder. He knows what she has drunk will be strong enough to knock her out for awhile, and give him time to act. For the moment, he holds her gently.*
Cecile: *weeps into the front of his shirt, her vision already begining to grow foggy with the effects of the medicine* I...I've already lost...part of Sir Fred. I can't lose anyone else. Not...not Thomas...or you...
Hugo: *he gently rocks Cecile, humming an old Karayan lullaby.*
Cecile: *falls limp in his arms, asleep and cold*
Hugo: *gently lays Cecile back on the bed, and pulls the covers up around her. He gets up and begins looking for something to restrain Fred, in case he wakes up.*
Hugo: *finds some restraints, and puts them on Fred, firmly restraining him to his bed. He moves to the door of the infirmary to call for help.*
Fred: *wakes up slowly* ... wha...?
Hugo: *hears Fred waking up, and turns back.* Sir Fred.
Fred: *turns his head and appears amazed at Hugo* S-Sir Hugo? W-what...?
Hugo: Do you hurt anywhere?
Fred: *winces* Just my head... uhm... why am I tied down to the bed...?
Hugo: You tried to harm yourself. *he leaves out that Cecile told him this.*
Fred: *frowns* Really? How? Honestly, my memories are a bit of a blur right now....
Hugo: Until I can sort out what happened, I'm going to have to leave you tied down.
Fred: Uhm... okay.... ;__; Did I do something wrong...? *glances at Hugo a little dazed but confused*
Hugo: You threatened to kill Thomas, then threatened your own life. *looks at Fred coldly*
Fred: I-I what?! *looks stunned*
Hugo: *holds up three fingers in front of Fred's face.* How many fingers am I holding up?
Fred: Uhm...... t-two? I don't understand....
Hugo: You got a nasty bump on your head - concussion.
Fred: I-I do? Oh... then I had better stay on the bed... concussions aren't healthy...
Hugo: You'll have to be woken every couple of hours. Its best if you try to stay awake though. It'll only be for a day, just to make sure your head is okay.
Fred: Uhm... alright.... uh... I suppose there's no chance of me being released I suppose.... the restraints are cutting into my skin... ;;
Hugo: If you don't move so much, they'll be fine. *He'd loosen them, but he's not sure if he can trust the knight, given how upset Cecile was.*
Fred: O-of course, I'm sorry, uhm... Sir Hugo? W-what exactly happened? Is Lady Cecile alright? S-she's not hurt is she? *looks stricken* Did I hurt her? Is she alright?
Hugo: Like I said, I still don't understand what happened. What do you mean, is Cecile alright? *doesn't want to let Fred know that Cecile is in the infirmary or that she's the one that brought him in.*
Fred: W-well she's in the infirmary, I remember seeing her before it goes blank a-and if she's in the infirmary that must mean she's hurt! D-did I do it? Oh what have I done...!?
Hugo: Fred ... you need to rest now. *adjusts the ice pack on the knight's head.* I'll explain everything to you in the morning, alright.
Fred: Sir Hugo... I need you to be honest with me, I can rest until I know the truth..... did I hurt her? *looks at him with pleading eyes* Please... I need to know....
Hugo: *Hugo relents, hoping he hasn't made a mistake.* She's badly shaken, but otherwise fine.
Fred: S-so... it is my fault? *looks helpless*
Hugo: I don't know. If I did, I would tell you.
Fred: You don't know.....? *looks completely miserable as he lies back onto the bed* ... what have I become...?
Hugo: I'd offer to give you a sleeping draught, but with your concussion, it wouldn't be a good idea.
Fred: No... sleep is a reprieve from guilt. I will not accept an escape from what I deserve... thank you though, Sir Hugo. *shifts uncomfortably against the restraints*
Hugo: They'll only get tighter the more you struggle. I'll see if I can find something more ... comfortable for you. *Really, Hugo is anxious to sneak off to Colton's ship.*
Fred: It's alright, I won't notice sooner or later...
Hugo: *isn't paying attention to Fred's last comment, as he's already half-way out of the infirmary.*
Fred: *lets out a sigh and watches Hugo leave the room*
Hugo: *is gone.*