A Moment Of Clarity? [OPEN]

[am_i_even_alive]

Characters: Yoite. am_i_even_alive
Setting/Location: He's not sure. It could possibly be one of the other caravan guests rooms for all he knows.
Date & Time: About noon, day 17.
Warnings: Confused Yoite, gender issues, cross dressing and breaking into others rooms>_<
Summary: Yoite had been trying his best to stay away from the water, it wouldn't have been good

Comments

'Sup MILF. I mean...big brother. >_> definitely what I meant...

[justice_by_coma]

Cough cough...cough.

He's...definitely not feeling his best. It was one thing to breathe water, but it feels like he still has to, even now. Pneumonia...now that's irony: water in the lungs? It's another not-funny joke. All jokes are elss than funny to Gau...

Gau's tumbling along thickly with a scarf wrapped around his mouth, shivering, and feeling really rather horrible, leaning on walls for balance as he tries to get back to the alpha tower.

Finn. He has some vague idea that Finn might be ill, and might need help. Or Yoite. Or Anathema. Or especially Harold Wayne, with is eyepatch, and how much misfortune he's clearly already suffered...He's so small and defenseless

Just thank yourself Yoite never heard you call him that xD

[am_i_even_alive]

Despite his hearing fading and failing him most of the time, Yoite heard that cough as if it was amplified by whom exactly was coughing.

Gau ...

It's a horrible thing to think of at such a time, when someone is suffering, but now Gau is being able to experience what exactly Yoite feels like for a fraction of the day. Most of the time he's worse than this and its actually on his good days that Yoite feels as bad as Gau is right about now.

The scarf is a nice though, but its clear that Gau needs it more than Yoite, Yoite is used to his illness and how it makes him feel, but Gau is, well Gau is a healthy boy other than being a little on the weak and helpless side. So he really should keep it for himself for now.

Its just typical Gau, isn't it? To be worried about everyone else other than himself? Yoite would have to talk Gau into bed rest for a while, maybe get his room mate to keep a close eye on him for Yoite so that he doesn't worry

Oh, I needn't give in to any more fits of self-love over my tremendous cleverness~ ^^

[justice_by_coma]

the approaching woman didn't rouse Gau from where he leaned against the wall, barely conscious. However...his eyes shot wide open as he heard that hoarse, low voice, instantly aware. Black eyes flicked to the hand on his forehead, delicately picking at his bangs...

"...Yoite-kun?" He hissed, muffled--Yoi-fake-uhn? He drew back, hitting his shoulder heavily against the wall, dragging along, and pushing teh scarf up against his mouth to hide how pale he suddenly was under the fever.

What the HELL was he doing in a DRESS?!

/Kira finger ... pointed right between your eyes Missy!.

[am_i_even_alive]

The approaching woman was Yoite !! And a non too pleased Yoite that Gau was hissing at him.

Frowning as Gau pulled away and bumped into the wall. Really, was he that startled to see Yoite. Oh, yea . . . the dress? Yoite had actually forgotten he was wearing it, it was after all rather comfortable and loose around the legs.

"What's wrong? You feel clammy ... its the water isn't it?" Yoite placed his hands on Gau's hips, leaning down and hugging him around the middle so that he could listen to Gau's breathing, for that tell tail crackle in the lungs as they flood with fluid, after all, Yoite knew that sound all to well.

[fatemarked]

The caravan's hallways were far emptier than Serah had ever remembered it being. There was a certain silence to it that she wasn't accustomed to, a sort of expanding void that would likely only continue to keep growing so long as people kept disappearing. So many people were missing, and the fact that they had vanished so mysteriously bothered Serah more than she'd ever care to verbalize. She didn't want to worry anyone, but she couldn't help but worry herself, though she tried very hard not to dwell on it.

It didn't Serah long to locate the room Yoite was in. Serah had spent much of her spare time wandering around the Caravan's corridors, exploring the empty rooms and towers. This time, Serah merely followed the music, picking up the familiar, almost melancholy tones as she wound her way through the halls until she finally found the room he was in. She peered in carefully, blinking in surprise-was that a dress?-before entering

[am_i_even_alive]

Don't get him wrong, Yoite was no cross dresser, or into anything strange, it was a simple matter of not being able to find any other clothes once he realized his own were wet through. That and the room he was last in possibly belonged to a female.

There was no show on his face that he knew Serah was coming along the hall, no hint of footsteps in his ears and his eyes were pretty useless at far range all the same, so it wasn't until the girl spoke up that Yoite realized she was there.

"I hope you didn't have to walk for far?" His hands stopped playing as he pulled the sleeves back over to hide them, he was for once, ashamed of hos black and decrepit they were starting to look, he didn't want to scare her with his black veins and blue flesh after all.

sorry for the late tag

[fatemarked]

"Oh no, not at all," Serah replied, shaking her head as she rested one of her small hands on the edge of the piano, careful to keep a comfortable distance between them, since he seemed to be a bit nervous. She didn't want to make it worse. "What song were you playing? Does it have a name?"

Oh lord its fine! I'm much later than you >_<

[am_i_even_alive]

"No, it has no name ... I just ... Yoite just played what felt right."

Flirting his finger over the ebony keys, pressing in a little and letting the sound ring out softly. Yoite frowned a little and tugged at the dress. "I can feel you looking at me ... I ...I didn't have anything else to wear, you wont laugh at Yoite will you?" Blinking and looking in Serah's direction.