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[talks_to_nisse]

WHO: Open
WHEN: 19 May-25th May
WHERE: Florence Memorial Hospital, Room 304
WHAT: Hospital Visiting Hours

[OOC: This is basically for anyone who wants to visit Sindre while he's in the hospital, as the other thread was getting...long. Just post with your date and time of visit as you start a new run of threads~]

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Though he's there every day, let's just pick a date: May 22nd

[danskannabis]

He had done some artful planning these last few days to come up with the perfect belated birthday present for Sindre, as well as something to bide his time the remaining days in the hospital (that would only progress into the long weeks of at home recovery). For as close as he felt he and the Norwegian were, there honestly wasn't a lot that he knew about the man's personal interests. Magic, psychology, giving him a hard time over Valdi..

But he had managed to find two books he thought the Norwegian would find interesting, and baked off a few thin slices of cinnamon rolls that he had crisped up to an almost biscotti like texture. He wrapped the books separately in a plain deep blue wrapping, and left the cookies bagged in cellophane just in case the hospital needed to see what food he was bringing in. And for the sake of the visit and bringing good cheer he picked up a small deck of playing cards that he could leave with Sindre to put to good use in free hours.

He knocked before he entered the room, poking his head in first to make certain the coast was clear. "You feelin' any better today?" Kai asked as his announcement. He wriggled into the room and presented the gifts in his arms near immediately to the other, an anxious smile bubbling high in his features. "I-It-- well.. happy belated birthday, Sindre."

Re: Though he's there every day, let's just pick a date: May 22nd

[talks_to_nisse]

"'m feeling all right," Sindre replied. "Still losing the argument over the painkillers." Logically, he could see how the doctors would still want him to be taking them. Personally, though, he just wanted to be off them.

A look of shock skittered across his face when Kai produced the gifts. "Thanks, Kai. I hadn't..." remembered, he didn't say. The people visiting had taken odd comments worse than he had intended; he didn't want to make anyone feel worse.

Taking the gifts from Kai, Sindre stared at them for a moment. "Takk."

Re: Though he's there every day, let's just pick a date: May 22nd

[danskannabis]

"I think they just want to make sure the worst of the painful things are fixed before they start to ween you back," Kai assured him the best he could. "They say burn wounds can reap some of the most debilitating pain imaginable.. it's better to hold tight to the medication or else you could have a seizure or stroke from pain."

His mouth felt a little dry after such serious things were aired out, the pit of his stomach twisting over the mental imagery that such thoughts dredged up from the back of his subconscious. Focus on something else, he told himself. Happy things. Like ducks. And puppies. Jenga. Popscicles. Dannebrog.

Ah, Dannebrog.

He smiled just a bit, a gesture that warmed considerable at the shell-shocked look on Sindre's face. "You can open 'em," He offered, then reconsidered. "O-Or you don't have to now, whenever is good for you, yeah?"

Re: Though he's there every day, let's just pick a date: May 22nd

[talks_to_nisse]

Shaking his head, Sindre slowly opened the packages, keeping the paper as whole as he could. Less mess that way. And, if he kept the paper nice enough, it could be reused later.

He had to bite the inside of his cheek hard not to show his amusement at the books. They were, admittedly, of the genre he would enjoy. They just...lacked any sort of realism. As if anything published to be acceptable to all people could ever be all that applicable to one person.

Looking back up at Kai, he nodded. "Takk, Kai. You're the first person who remembered."

[danskannabis]

He chewed at his lip worriedly, seemingly forgetting about that troublesome creature known as 'the lip piercing' until he bit down a little too hard and yelped in reprimand. A hand flew up to his mouth and swallowed it whole behind his palm as he checked to make certain it wasn't bleeding. "Ah-- M'-m'glad you like it," Kai replied with the hint of a smile in his words despite the pain in his eyes.

Once he finally deemed himself presentable again he withdrew his hand and blinked, frowning. "What do you mean I'm the first one who remembered?"

[talks_to_nisse]

A snort escaped Sindre as Kai bit down on his piercing, at the look of surprise that crossed his face as he did so. He managed to refrain from commenting, however. Though it was so very, very tempting.

At least he didn't laugh. He was tired of coughing.

Instead, he just shrugged. "It hasn't come up," he said simply.

[danskannabis]

He could go off into a tirade about how your birthday is supposed to be special, important, it was 'your day', a time to celebrate and be excited about life.. Except in this case Sindre's birthday had been spent being set on fire by a Polish man with a unicorn zippo, which subsequently put him in the hospital for the past week. It was probably an argument saved for another day.

"Well, I hope maybe you'll like the books," Kai replied instead with a smile. "I got 'em from this new bookstore up close to the shop. Real weird lookin' place, had clown things all up inside it, but.."

[talks_to_nisse]

Sindre smiled back, just a little bit. "I'm sure I will enjoy them, thanks. They look interesting."

He perked up a bit at the mention of the bookstore. He had seen something about it on his phone, and it sounded like it might have a decent selection of...well, of his genre of books.

He really wasn't sure how he still had his phone. But he wasn't complaining.

"How was this new bookstore? Was this," he gestured towards the books, "section any good?"

[danskannabis]

"It was really quite nice, actually! The guy who owned it seemed passionate about everything.. he had a wide variety of books to offer," Kai eagerly reported. "The section where I got your books from was covered by this big black curtain. He said it occasionally moves around the store because a lot of the books are actually used for spell casting. You might want to drop in and chat with him once you're back on your feet again."

[talks_to_nisse]

Sindre's face took on a wistful cast. "I would like to meet him," he told Kai. He hoped this other man was in earnest; Sindre would hate to get excited to meet the first person in Liberty who could also play with magic only to find it all to be untrue.

That last sentiment found its way to sound. "It would be nice to meet someone who actually casts."

[danskannabis]

"I hope he does, too. Would you want me to go by again and check him out? I'm taking milk for the nisse tomorrow since Valdi has class," Kai offered with a small shrug. "I could maybe at least pick up his name, or a business card.. or is there any other book you'd be looking for? I could see if he has it there."

[talks_to_nisse]

Shaking his head, Sindre replied, "That's not necessary. I think I would like to examine his collection myself first, in order to ascertain the value of the volumes, before I ask anyone to buy any more for me." He gave a rueful smile. "I wouldn't want the errand to go to waste on something that ends up not having any value."

"Although it would be nice if you can find out his name," he added.

I think this is basically nearing the end..?

[danskannabis]

"I'll make sure to run one of those internet search things later with that google thing," Kai offered. "If it's listed. And if not then I'll get the name somehow, someway. Maybe when I go to the shop tomorrow for clean up exercises."

"But, hey, I also brought some cards for you. Just in case you want to do some solitaire, or even fortune telling or whatever with them.." He paused for a moment. "A friend of mine taught me how to do love fortunes with cards once. Nothing real behind it, but it was fun."

I think so, yes.

[talks_to_nisse]

Taking the cards from Kai, Sindre smiled. "Thank you," he told him. These will come in handy.

Opening them, Sindre looked at his left hand, still in bandages. "Would you like to play something, if you have the time? You'll have to shuffle, but I can do the rest."