Day 36: Intercom, Evening

[damned_intercom]

The intercom's jingle rang out and the somewhat uninhibited movement that was going on between the main activity rooms halted as the Head Doctor made one of his usual announcements

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M15

[forgot_my_life]

Takaya was all but carried bodily into his room, the sedatives making him woozy and blurring the world at the edges. That, coupled with the shock, made him much more compliant than usual as he was set down on his bed.

As a precaution, the staff started to restrain him to his bed and he began to fight and struggle against the five-point straps, but another half-dose of sedatives and pain-killers calmed him down once more.

Takaya was now strapped to his bed, wrists and ankles tied down with another strap across his midsection. The nurse apologized and smoothed back his hair, but, she added, it was for his own safety as well as the safety of his roommate. He didn't want to hurt his friend did he?

Her words fell on deaf ears. Both sides had retreated into the deeper parts of their shared mental landscape.

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[dawn_rune]

Frey immediately ran to Takaya's side, when he saw the state his roommate was in. He demanded answers from the nurse, but all she told him was that Takaya had been "sedated" and restrained "for safety's sake." He was left with strict instructions not to loose Takaya's restraints--instructions he ignored as soon as the door was closed behind the nurse.

It was tricky, though, undoing the nearest wrist restraint without touching Takaya. Getting the far one would be impossible. Maybe one would be enough, and Takaya could do the rest himself? It certainly didn't look that way... "Takaya? Takaya, can you hear me...?"

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[forgot_my_life]

Neither side of the teenager was in much of a state to do anything except blink slowly up at Frey.

"Br'kin." Whether he was referring to his wrist, Naoe's nose, or the state he himself was in was unclear. He didn't want Frey over him though, and he shied away, uncaring of the strain it put on his broken wrist.

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[dawn_rune]

"Oh, that's right. I should be able to heal it a little more tonight. I should probably eat first to give me energy, though." Frey moved away from Takaya carefully, then went to fetch both dinner trays. He put them on the dresser for a moment, then grabbed a desk chair and hauled it to the side of Takaya's bed. "There, now I can sit here, nearby, and you don't need to worry about me touching you. Do you want some of your dinner?"

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[forgot_my_life]

They turned their face away towards the wall, not interested in mundane things like dinner and made a noncommital sound.

Both sides of his mind were too busy trying to make sense of everything that had happened, that had been said, and which of the pair would be the one in control when they finally regained sense.

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[dawn_rune]

Frey sighed, not sure what else he could possibly do. For now he focused on his own dinner, the tray balanced carefully on his lap, so that he would have enough energy to heal Takaya's wrist again. Was it better or worse than it had been last night? Takaya didn't seem to have much care for his own health, and Frey was concerned that he'd managed to re-injure it. Healing it was possibly a losing battle, if that was the case, but Frey still had to try. "If there's anything I can do... if you can even tell me..."

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[forgot_my_life]

Takaya made a soft sound and his free hand twitched where it lay. He didn't turn his head back though.

"Vs..iter. Mmm. Bad." While the higher functions of their shared brain where occupied, he could still respond. "Brken ... nose." There was a brief half-smile that crossed his face before going slack again. The drugs were wearing off... But which side would be in control?