[EVENT] Clinic

[soul_mods]

Characters: Open to all
Location: Clinic
Rating: Various
Time: November 1 onwards
Description: Naturally, what event is complete without a butcher’s list? List of relevant links to the event here.

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[November 1st] [3PM] [Open]

[quarterlynx]

The madness wavelength had done wonders for messing with Haru's mind. It still hadn't faded entirely, but not because the madness wavelength was still in effect. No, it was because Haru had only spent one week clean (mostly), and last night he got the high of a life time.

His eyes snapped open suddenly, and his attention lingered on the ceiling. Haru wasn't aware of his surroundings. He immediately went off in a paranoid fit. "No." There was a brief pause. "Fucking NO! You can't keep me in here! You and you..." he pointed toward patients, toward staff, toward visitors. "And especially you, motherfucking cocksucker--!" He clawed at the sheets and himself...and anyone if they tried to get near.

Someone get the boy a sedative.

Hi...

[stalwartcane]

Watson had been tending to a Death City resident just at hand when the boy nearby started going into hysterics. He was used to this, though, having woken up the same way for days after being imprisoned. Even back in the Afghan war, things had been much the same.

He shuffled quickly over, as fast as weariness and his limp would allow him, armed with a syringe of sedatives. Modern medicine was so handy sometimes. "Please do remain still," he muttered, attempting to come close through the clawing and the thrashing.

/touches

[quarterlynx]

"No," Haru fought a bit more violently, shrieking the protests. "No, no, NO!" And whether it was fatigue or Watson managed to find the right angle, Haru felt the pierce of the needle and his will to fight was instantly drained. Tension left him as he leaned his head back against the pillow. Lavender eyes focused on Watson, staring at him without blinking.

"It got into my head and filled me with poison. They filled me with poison. They filled me with poison," his tone was sluggish but urgent, fingers reaching out for the hem of the man's shirt. "I was getting better. I was. I swear I was."

/huhuhu

[stalwartcane]

It was really more luck and divine intervention than any skill on Watson's part, he supposed, but he wasn't one to question these things (besides, Holmes would disapprove), so he merely set the used syringe aside and took Haru's hand in his. He used his free hand to feel for Haru's pulse, noting the man's heart rate and the speed that the sedative worked on him. Watson always gave small doses at the beginning, until he could calculate the proper dose for the patient, but they worked wonders nonetheless.

"And you will get better again, my dear," he murmured, "What poison was this, exactly?"

[quarterlynx]

Haru's hand fell limp and his head lolled to the side. He swallowed thickly, "I don't know." Coherence was slowly returning to him, eyes drifting over the clinic -- the people, the equipment. This wasn't home. Haru shook his head and looked back toward Watson. "What happened?"

[stalwartcane]

If he was mildly perplexed, Watson was a good enough doctor not to show it. He waved the Shibusen technician away and pulled up a chair to sit at Haru's bedside for the moment, until the boy's consciousness subsided. Watson, of course, thought Haru was somewhere in his early adolescence.

"The city was attacked, and we have suffered much injury and loss. I'm afraid they've stolen the monster fueling the barrier that keeps the witches out."

[quarterlynx]

Haru looked at Watson for a moment, furrowing his brows. "Okay, what happened in words that I understand?" Because monster fueling the barrier that keeps the witches out -- what? "Actually, on second thought...it's probably not going to make sense."

The quarter lynx fought his fatigue just enough to push himself upright, sitting there and glancing over at the man. "So tell me this -- and cute accent, by the way -- I feel like I got the best high of my life last night. But all I did was go outside. So what happened?"

[stalwartcane]

Watson gave Haru a wary look, recognizing the new terminology in this modern world for the drug addicted. He had lived most of the past decade with Holmes, and had only grown to disapprove of the habit over time.

Also, what was wrong with his accent, he wondered?

"Please lay back down," he said instead, before beginning his explanation. "On some occasions, the city is besieged by the Madness Wavelength that is normal present in the world outside of the city's barrier. It is a form of... soul energy emitted from the kishin Asura, as far as I've been able to learn. Sometimes, the wavelength becomes strong enough to pierce our mental barriers and cause us to lose control of our minds. Thus, we act insanely."

[quarterlynx]

Haru felt like he needed a dictionary when Watson started talking. He squinted, struggling to follow along...and since he figured the last bit was really the most important part of that whole explanation, he decided against asking for a dumbed down version. "Ha....hahaha. Well, I think I missed that part in the tour."

He flopped back against the bed, "But it sure is a fucking set back." Because now, he craved worse than before. He wrung his hands, furrowing brows. Then he forced a smile. "Sorry about before."

[stalwartcane]

"It did not really signify before, because of the barrier," Watson offered in a misplaced attempt at comfort. He pulled up the blanket over Haru's chest, and patting his hands warmly. "It is of no trouble at all. Will you be all right, then? Or should I ask someone to keep watch over you?"

[quarterlynx]

Haru allowed himself to be tucked in, offering a sluggish smile. "Nah. I'm good. Probably just gonna sleep off this hangover from hell, so save the clinic staff for the ones who need it more." He had to get out of here, and he couldn't do that with staff lurking around, after all! Of course, he'd have to sleep off most of the sedative before he even made the attempt.

Haru waved his hand idly, "Thanks again."

[stalwartcane]

The sedative was working very well, Watson thought, observing Haru for a moment before nodding and moving away. "You're very welcome. Then I shall come to check on you in an hour or so." It was a small enough clinic to make rapid rounds if he wished to do so, although it was becoming a rather tiring start to the month.