HOSPITAL LOG [OPEN TO ALL ROSALIA PLOT PARTICIPANTS]

[fbilittleguy]

Who: Doctors, Patients, and YOU, Oh My!
What: The Rosalia Healing Log!
When: Outbreak Day 4 and 5. From Saturday night at midnight, to Sunday morning or later.
Where: The SS Thor Hospital
Warnings: None for now, but please read the rules under the cut!

Comments

good luck waiting for my tags back, my hard drive died. I LOVE BACKTAGS THOUGH

[purplebiker]

[[Richezza's been in his room, oddly quiet for the past few days. He's kept his helmet on for some reason, as well. If one looks closely, they'll be able to see red seeping out from under the helmet.

Richezza's trembling slightly, and has bruises on his body, as well.

It looks like he's trying to sleep, but it's not going so well.]]

...Am I dying?

[chatwithdeath]

[Guess who's coming in right now with a tray. Several vials and needles are on it]

Well, you were able to hold on. That's good.

[purplebiker]

[[He weakly sits up, seeming to be a bit surprised, but there's an air of cockiness.]]

I told you, I'm awesome.

[chatwithdeath]

Right...

[She sets the tray down beside his table and picks up his IV hub] It will take a while to go into affect, but it should be completely cleared up in a few hours.

[purplebiker]

[[He slowly moves to take off his helmet. Once he does, the sight Naomi'll be able to see is not pretty. At all.

Richezza's nose, eyes, ears, and mouth are all oozing blood. He looks a little terrified, but now he's smiling a little. It looks a liiittle creepy.]]

And then this'll all stop, right...?

[chatwithdeath]

[She's seen it before; it's not that creepy anymore]

Yes, everything will stop and you'll be back to normal by tomorrow. Of course, I suggest you take it easy for at least a week; at least, don't over-exert yourself...

[Secure... she attaches the syringe and injects the serum into the IV line]

[purplebiker]

[[He coughs.

SORRY, YOU'VE GOT A LITTLE SCHMUTZ ALL OVER YOU NOW.]]

Yeah. Hopefully. Sorry.

[chatwithdeath]

[She only blinks. No problem... had this happen before...]

It's fine. [Done injecting. She detaches the syringe.]

[purplebiker]

[[He sighs.]]

This sucks.

[chatwithdeath]

Hm?

[You'll have to be more specific. She gets up and disposes of the syringe in, obviously, the medical waste bin]

[purplebiker]

Just... this whole thing. I'm sick and tired and all my friends are worried and I hate it.

[chatwithdeath]

Well, you won't be sick in a while, I can't help you with your exhaustion, that depends on your sleep schedule, and your friends are worried because they care. As for hating it, be glad you have people waiting for you to recover.

[purplebiker]

...

[[He laughs a bit.]]

I guess so. Thanks, Naomi.

[chatwithdeath]

You're welcome.

[Sorry, she's out already. Keeping herself occupied.]

It's K, I love backtags too xD

[drcr_s01]

[CR-S01 enters the room as Richezza speaks out. There's several vials and needles ready for use.]

Your vitals indicate you're still stable.

[purplebiker]

Except my face is all sticky, and not with snot or sweat.

[[He sighs, then lets out a cough. A bit of blood makes it way down the bottom of the helmet.]]