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[guppy_sandhu]

Atton is patched up and hooked to a drip for fluid replacement. The scanner keeps a close eye on him.

As does Guppy, who flits between office and infirmary all night, observing and checking. At this exact moment he's catching a bit of brief restless sleep on the office sofa.

[ooc: Visiting post for Atton. Guppy's only half asleep if anyone wants

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[stuck_mynock]

[OOC: Just an OOC note, that the mun is fleeing for sleep, so any threads will need to be picked up tomorrow.]

[stuck_mynock]

Atton is awake, if groggy.
"Who're you?"

[stuck_mynock]

"Wish I could've met you under better circumstances, I'm not usually such an interesting array of colours." The bruises are, perhaps, very colourful.

[precocioustilda]

Don't ask how she knew. She just did.

Atton has one very small, very worried visitor peeking her head tentatively in the door.

[stuck_mynock]

Tilda gets a big grin, even if it does hurt his jaw.
"Hey. Did you bring cookies?"

[precocioustilda]

She grins back!

"Of course I brought cookies, Atton. What d'you take me for?"

And in an interval something on the order of seconds she's by his bedside with a pignic basket full of freshly baked cookies. Mm.

"You're going to get a hug now," she informs him, "unless someone tells me in the next three seconds it would be medically unwise."

[stuck_mynock]

"How terrible," Atton says, solemnly. "Don't be offended if I don't hug back, okay, kid? Moving hurts, no matter how much I want to."

[will_scarlett]

Sometime after returning, Will is sitting in the infirmary looking at Atton worriedly, he has a basket full of helpful things including booze.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy, who is woken by the bleep of his watch to do half hourly obs on Atton, comes to check on him.

And then spots the basket.

"Will!" he says quietly. "Atton is in no state to be consuming alcohol, and I don't particularly want you drinking it in here either. Give it to him after he's discharged."

[stuck_mynock]

Atton, who has been drifting in and out of disorientation and wooziness for a while, now, has to blink to see Will and the alcohol properly.
"Don't listen to him," He's gone back to sounding drunk. "He's just ..." He has to pause for a moment to gather his thoughts. "Jealous 'cause I'm getting free grog and he ain't."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy checks Atton's obs, concerned about the reduced level of consciousness. He can't see anything other than the poison to be causing it; he hadn't dared give him much in the way of pain relief.

"You've got more toxins floating around your system than I've got in that cupboard." he says gently, ruffling Atton's hair. "Promise you can have it later, okay?"

Looking back at Will. "I'll give you guys some time, be gentle with him."

He removes the alcohol from the basket and heads back into the office.

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph hurtles in ahead of Will, pauses to search the infirmary briefly, and then hurtles over to his bed.

... where she stops. Which is a bit of an anticlimax, but she can't really fling herself at him when he's all smashed up.

"... okay, you're all bruised. But if you weren't, right now, I would be beating the hell out of you, Att," she informs him breathlessly. "Jesus fucking Christ!"

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy jumps awake and peers around the office door.

And then relaxes, because he's sure Steph won't actually beat him up, and lies back.

"Anyone hitting my patient will be dealt with by security." he calls through the door, adjusting his pillow. "Even if they are security or people I like."

[stuck_mynock]

"Eh, I reckon I could beat you in a fight," With a small grin. "If y'help me stand first."

[i_spoiled_it]

"You wouldn't have a hope."

She leans over to hug him, very carefully, and is Totally Not Blinking Rapidly because -- um, a fly ... flew into her eye! Yeah. Something like that.

"...I thought you were dead."