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Let's all NOT try and be like Harry Houdini~

Oct 20, 2009 14:27

CHARACTERS: Arthur Kirkland (England) [wlitig_folc] and anyone who wants to visit a dying man. Apparently Francis Bonnefoy (France) [aucun_regret], Che Céspedes (Cuba) [mojitostand], and Raivis Galante (Latvia) [maz_trusis] do.
WHEN: 20th October, Midday.
WHERE: Hospital Room #357
WHAT: Arthur, trapped in a hospital room with food even he knows is bad and only his thoughts to keep him ( Read more... )

france, latvia, england, *incomplete, cuba

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maz_trusis October 21 2009, 00:56:13 UTC

Through conversation with Peter Kirkland, Raivis had discovered the boy's brother's horrible plight. He didn't necessarily know the man well, but from his first encounter, the elder Kirkland didn't seem like a terrible person. So it was that directly after work that day and after taking many different means of transport, that he had arrived at the hospital, armed with some flowers from a drug store, a card reading "Get Well Soon," a plastic bag filled of some of books from his personal collection (mostly light reading and a couple fantasy novels), and a notebook and pencils. He didn't know if Arthur would like any of it, but he hoped they could help to keep him occupied ( ... )

wlitig_folc October 24 2009, 01:34:20 UTC

Arthur drew his attention away from the window, the gentle knock pulling him up from his grim thoughts and he looked to the open door, his eyebrows slightly raised. Someone he had not expected stood in the frame and he had to admit he was surprised.

"Ah...Raivis," he murmured, shifting slightly in the bed and tugging the sheet up. He recognized the boy, from the game night in which they had first met and once again seeing him at the disaster of a painting lesson. And Peter had mentioned those lessons, his voice filled with a genuine level of excitement that he hadn't fully heard since living here.

"I...I didn't know you were thinking of coming by. Is my brother with you?"

maz_trusis October 24 2009, 22:51:23 UTC

He shook his head, looking over the sparse furnishings in the hospital room. Chairs, of course, some of metal and some of wood and one permanent chair made of heavier wood with a cheap cushion placed upon it; a television that probably didn't work, and even if it did it would only have five channels to surf through; a picture of something generic, the glare from the sunlight streaming through the windows obscuring its mundane imagery; a door leading to the patient's personal washroom, presumably because patients had a knack for releasing various unwanted (or sometimes wanted) fluids from orifices at the drop of a hat; and, of course, the equipment hooked up to Arthur, the IV taped to his hand dripping fluids and medications into the man, keeping him hydrated and medicated as needed. The boy could clearly see the nursing call button by his bed, along with other buttons and gadgets of which he knew not their use other than probably to help make his friend's brother more comfortable ( ... )

wlitig_folc October 26 2009, 18:53:53 UTC

"Oh no, you needn't bother," he said, looking to the flowers with a lightened expression and softly murmuring his thanks for the gift. They cast an immediately pleasing scent, not strong enough to overpower the smell that the hospital itself, but at least enough to settle his nerves a degree or two.

"I wouldn't have expected Peter would care to come anyway," he said, returning to the topic of his brother. "But if you would be so kind please tell him that he's likely the most miserable wretch that I have ever had the displeasure of knowing as my brother." He smiled slightly, looking at Raivis pleasantly. "If you would be so kind."

Drawing in a breath he let it out again slowly, shifting slightly again. "As you can see I believe I am well. Just...trapped in here, that is all. I was hoping to get out fairly quickly but that does not look to be the case, as it turns out."

maz_trusis October 28 2009, 00:21:48 UTC

He wasn't entirely sure if the Englishman was joking or not, as he was still bad at understanding English sarcasm and English humor, and he smiled awkwardly at the remarks, giving a faint chuckle. "I'm sorry that-that you're... trapped here," he looked to the IV dripping steadily into Arthur's vein, "b-but if there's anything you'd like me to do o-or help with, I can really try." He bit his lip, gaze lifting up to meet the other's, this time his smile becoming more confident ( ... )

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