Dec 16, 2009 00:12
Peter woke up suddenly, his body twisting in the bed and then forcing him to catch his breath in pain. Pain, which was coming from his middle because of the thing that had scratched him last night, and after that
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axel,
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kagura,
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xigbar,
yuna,
teisel,
sephiroth,
beelzemon,
sam winchester,
jade,
indiana jones,
kaku,
forte,
utena,
allen,
naminé,
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neku,
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sync,
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spock,
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haseo,
shinji,
kakashi,
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allelujah,
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lelouch,
ratchet,
yomi,
aerith,
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yue,
sheena,
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beatrix,
mccoy,
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Guy remembered the curse slot that the God-General had put on him with distaste. He couldn't be sure if it was still there (the marking disappeared after it was first applied), but he was hoping that Sync's powers were no longer strong enough for him to control the curse slot. Nothing had happened so far...
It was like he'd traded one infection for a whole other affliction. Things really hadn't been going his way lately, had they? Well, except for Luke showing up again.
When Claude mentioned the medicine, Guy smiled and nodded. "Thanks a lot. I'll keep that in mind." Depending on how long the pain persisted, he might have to resort to that. "But for now, I think I'll take you up on that offer." He'd be able to have a better conversation with his friend if the pain wasn't so distracting, after all.
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With that, he slipped off from the couch and approached a nurse that was standing near the bulletin board. As much as some of the other patients here hated the staff, Claude couldn't really bring himself to feel angry at them. After his encounter with Dr. Sohma, and his subsequent meeting with Kagura, it was hard not to wonder if the other staff members had families and friends like they did, if maybe they were victims in all of this as much as the patients themselves.
He tried not to think too much on all that when he was met with the nurse's smiling face. "Can I do something for you?"
"Yeah, um..." Claude rubbed the back of his neck and gestured over to where Guy was sitting. "My friend, he...had some kind of accident the other day, and he's still in a lot of pain. Do you happen to have any medicine he could take?"
The nurse peered over Claude's shoulder to see who he was talking about. As soon as her eyes settled on Guy, her face lit up a little in understanding. "Ohhh, Mr. Browne? Yes, I imagine he's not feeling very well this morning. Let me go get something for him real fast."
She turned and disappeared into the crowd of patients for a moment, leaving Claude to himself. Though it was easy to feel a little impatient, particularly when he wanted to get back to Guy as soon as possible, he knew it was probably best for him to wait and bring the medicine over himself. After a few minutes, she finally returned, though it looked like she was heading straight for the couch. Flashing the woman a nervous smile, Claude managed to intercept her before she made it over to him. "I, uh, can take care of that, ma'am."
She opened her mouth to reply, but then paused as if remembering something. "Well...all right, then." Claude gladly took a small cup of pills along with a larger cup of water from her. With that done, he hurriedly headed back over to where Guy was sitting.
"Here you go," he said cheerfully as he extended both cups out for him to take.
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His mind had completely wandered, so he was somewhat startled when his eyes blinked open and Claude was back and holding two cups out toward him. He gave a small shake of his head to clear it and then slowly grabbed both cups.
The whole swallowing pill thing was still new to him, but Guy wasn't going to make a big deal out of it. There were only two in there, so it could have been worse. (What was a normal dose, he wondered?) He did take them one at a time, but both eventually made it down his bruised throat, and that was what mattered.
"Thanks," he said when he finished. "Hopefully it'll kick in fast." If not by this shift, then surely by lunchtime. Or so he hoped.
Now, to get back to his earlier thought. "So, I've been meaning to tell you..." He wasn't sure what Claude was going to make of this after Luke had come and gone twice already, but it wouldn't have felt right to keep it from him when there was no reason to. "Luke's showed up here again."
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With that taken care of, Claude settled down beside Guy again, careful not to accidentally jostle his seat too much. When his friend mentioned wanting to tell him something, he perked up. After everything that had happened over the last few days, it had been easy to forget about the stream of new arrivals that seemed to steadily trickle into this place. That was why he was visibly stunned to learn Luke had come back. Had he been asleep this whole time, or had he forgotten his earlier time in Landel's again? Luke had never answered that bulletin note he'd left for him several days ago, but that was all he'd known about his last disappearance.
"That's great!" he said with excitedly. Then, pausing, he suddenly ran a hand through his hair. "Er, not great that he's stuck here, but great that he's okay, I mean." He knew how worried Guy must have been about Luke this whole time. He had been through so much lately, it must have been a huge relief to have something good happen to him for a change.
In the back of his mind, he couldn't help but believe that maybe that meant that, somewhere out there, Ashton was okay, too.
"You know, I think you've still got that meat cleaver in your room," he added. "Maybe you should give it to him to use until he can get a proper sword."
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Talking about this with Claude did make him think about Ashton, though. He and Luke had originally disappeared around the same time, but Ashton had never once returned the way Luke had. Guy didn't really know if that was a good sign or a bad one, but it did make him worry for Claude. It probably would have reassured Claude immensely to see Ashton again.
Though what came as a real shocker was when Claude brought up that meat cleaver. Considering how much had been going on, Guy had completely forgotten about it. It seemed only right for Luke to inherit his old weapon, and Guy's face lit up at the realization.
"Hey, you're right! How could I have forgotten? I'll have to let him know." Hopefully Luke wouldn't refuse the offer. It wasn't like the cleaver was getting any use out of him, so there was no reason why his friend should feel like he was taking advantage of Guy. Maybe he could get a hold of Luke over the bulletin and then arrange to drop the thing off with him tonight. He'd rather his friend didn't go without a weapon for any longer than was necessary.
"Thanks for reminding me," he said with a small laugh. "You'd think I could keep track of my own things." Usually he was sharper than that, but something felt a little off after the whole dying thing. He hadn't been able to put his finger on it so far, though.
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It was at that moment his eyes settled onto the paper crane that was perched beside him. With the shock of finding Guy sitting in here, it looked like he'd forgotten some of his own items of business. His face grew somber for a moment, and he plucked it up from its place on the couch. After gently setting it into the palm of his hand, he presented it to Guy.
"By the way," he quietly said, "I was supposed to deliver this for Okita. He made it once he heard about..." Claude momentarily averted his eyes. "You know..."
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When Claude suddenly picked up a small, folded paper bird that Guy had until now not noticed, he was about to ask if the younger man had made it himself (it was a neat skill), but before he could say anything it was being handed over to him.
"For me?" he asked with wide eyes, but he quickly took it and held it as carefully as he could. It seemed fragile, and the last thing he wanted to do was accidentally crush a gift from his roommate. While all was well now, he still appreciated the gesture, and it was nice of Claude to remember to deliver it even after Guy's awakening.
"I wonder where he learned how to do this," he remarked, tone impressed as he examined the details of the paper bird. "Thanks for delivering it," he said as he glanced up to Claude with a slightly solemn smile.
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"He actually taught me how to make them awhile back," Claude added. "I'm sure he'd be happy to show you if you asked." Actually, he'd probably be happy to see Guy at all. The thought of their reunion was enough to put a smile on Claude's face. Despite how calm Okita had been for his sake, he knew the news had been hard on the man. Thinking on that reminded him of something else, however, and Claude's eyes widened a little.
"Oh yeah, I think he wrote a message inside," he suddenly said. Unfortunately, reading it would mean having to unfold the crane and ruin its shape, though Claude thought he could assemble it back together if that was what Guy wanted. Well, unless he asked Okita to do it, anyway.
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Guy was taken aback when Claude mentioned that Okita had taught him how to do the same thing. First of all, he was impressed that Claude had been able to pick it up so easily, but even more shocking was knowing that Okita and Claude had spoken so many times. While he knew they'd been vaguely aware of each other, he hadn't realized they'd really started to get to know one another. "That was nice of him," he remarked. "It's good to hear that you guys get along." It didn't really matter too much in the end, but Guy was still glad to know that.
As for the fact that there was some sort of message hidden within the folded bird, Guy decided against unwrapping it and finding out what it was. He didn't want to destroy the piece of art, especially since the note was obviously never meant to be read. He could ask for Okita's opinion about the whole thing tonight and go from there.
"I think I'll wait on reading it," he said with a sigh. "It wouldn't seem right to do that without asking him first."
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No doubt Guy was curious about what the man had written him (and, if Claude wanted to be honest with himself, he kind of was too, even though he knew it wasn't his place to even think about it). Still, he was a bit relieved to hear that Guy would wait to open it. For all Claude knew, he hadn't been supposed to mention it to anyone at all, so maybe it was for the best that Guy asked permission first.
"I'm sure he'll be really happy to see you during dinner," he said with a small smile. Claude had eaten enough dinners by himself to know how lonely it could be sometimes, but it was still hard to imagine how Okita must have felt when he had to return to an empty room yesterday.
Thinking of dinner inevitably brought his thoughts to nightshift, however, and Claude couldn't help but grow a little more serious. "By the way, have you thought about what you're going to do tonight? I mean, you're still injured, aren't you?" Honestly, Claude wouldn't blame him if he needed to just take some time off for once, but he had a feeling Guy might wind up brushing it off if he actually said that out loud.
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Not that anything here should be normal, but Guy had already realized that change in him. It was hard not to fall into a routine after a while, though.
As for what was going to happen tonight, Guy honestly hadn't given it a ton of thought. He was still soaking in everything that had happened in the past forty-eight hours, so it was tough to consider the future. Part of him wanted to hunt down Sync, but he wondered if he should be pushing his luck like that. He'd lost both of his fights against the God-General in this place, and with the possibility of a curse slot...
"The only solid plan I have is delivering that cleaver to Luke," he responded. "I don't know what I'll be up to other than that. Did you have something in mind?" Guy would rather not stick in his room, though. While he was still hurting, the medicine would probably help; not to mention he'd done enough of sitting around in his room, considering first the broken arm, then the zombie bite, and now this. Weren't they back to the drawing board in their progress? It meant they couldn't waste any time.
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Then again, seeing how they were both back, it was probably just as well that he hadn't had a chance to confuse and upset anyone else.
When Guy asked what he had in mind, Claude briefly closed his eyes and gave a small sigh. "To be perfectly honest, I'm at a loss over where to go from here." He'd hung his hopes on getting both artifacts, only to have them dashed to pieces the moment he'd opened his eyes in the arena. "I was mostly asking because I wanted to make sure you aren't going to be alone tonight. You're injured, and those pills in your room will probably dull your reaction time if you take them."
Not that he didn't trust Guy to be able to look after himself, but the odds certainly weren't in his favor. And if there was anything Claude had learned within the past few days, it was that no one was invincible in this place. After everything they'd gone through, he was starting to wonder when they were going to run out of luck and either find themselves brainwashed, or wind up as part of some patchwork monster. It was a miracle they were even talking together now, and Claude didn't want to risk losing his friends anymore than he already had to.
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It was discouraging to hear that Claude didn't have any real plans of his own, but maybe they could work something else out. Guy was half-tempted to just stick with Luke, but at the same time he wondered if he might just end up dragging his friend down. Luke would spend the whole time worrying about Guy, and that just wouldn't do.
The pain was beginning to fade, giving Guy enough range of movement that he could lift his hand to his eyes and rub at them as he thought things over.
"I don't plan on going anywhere alone, but I don't want to just stick in my room, either," he eventually said out loud. "I'm fine with staying with you, though I guess I could also go along and help Luke out with whatever he wants to do tonight." Guy wondered if he should have been giving his friend some more direction, but he knew that Luke tended to want to find his own way. Guy had always been the follower rather than the leader except when it came to teaching, so it was hard to know his place in relation to Luke now.
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Still, it sounded like Guy had made up his mind, and Claude wasn't in any position to argue. He knew that if he were in Guy's shoes he'd hardly want to sit around in his room and twiddle his thumbs while other people were out exploring. He just hoped his friend would recognize his limits and not push himself too hard.
Then there was the Luke factor to consider as well. It must have been a long time since Guy had gotten a chance to have some proper time with him. Even though Guy didn't seem to open up with his feelings about many things, Claude imagined he must have missed him a lot. After all, he knew how much it'd hurt to lose Ashton, and they hadn't exactly grown up together. Certainly there were instances when time didn't make a friend any less dear to the heart, of course. But the fact remained that Luke and Guy were very close, and now he was back.
"Well, either way, I'd like to come with you while you deliver the cleaver, at least," he told him simply. It wasn't like he didn't trust Guy to get the job done, but with everything that had happened, he couldn't bring himself to not make sure his friends were safe. Hopefully Guy wouldn't have a problem with that. He couldn't imagine him having any objections, anyway.
As they spoke, the issue of Sync still lingered in the back of his mind. Considering their history, Claude couldn't help but feel like it was only right for him to inform Guy of everything that had happened yesterday. But it wasn't exactly something he was proud to tell, and he wasn't sure how to even bring it up. Claude's gaze flickered away from Guy for a moment, betraying his hesitation.
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In fact, Claude even seemed to feel kind of awkward about the suggestion, if the way he looked away afterward was any indication. It wasn't worth saving his pride and refusing if he was going to make Claude feel bad about it.
"Yeah, that should be fine. Hopefully his room isn't too far from ours," Guy quickly responded. He would make sure to get the room number from Luke over the bulletin, and then it would be simple enough for him and Claude to meet up once night came. Once again, he was grateful that their rooms happened to be in the same block.
"When I meet up with him, I'll get an idea of what he's got in mind and then we can decide from there," Guy added. That seemed like the safest plan at this point. He didn't want to ditch Claude for Luke by any means, but he figured the younger blond would understand why he was eager to stick with his old friend.
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With all of that cleared up, he paused and noticed that the nurses were starting to round some of the patients up. The shift would probably be ending in a few minutes. Claude hated to part from Guy, especially after thinking he was dead for a full day. There was still so much for him to say, and yet he wasn't sure if he was able to find the words. Even if he could, he doubted they would be adequate enough.
That wasn't even touching on all of the Sync stuff. Normally he didn't have a problem with keeping certain things to himself, bu ever since their talk in the chapel, the thought of hiding anything from Guy had a way of making him feel guilty. Claude uncomfortably rubbed the back of his head and shifted next to his friend.
"There's something else I probably need to talk to you about," he confessed before offering him a small smile. "Looks like I'll have to tell you when we're on our way to Luke's room, though, if that's all right with you."
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