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!

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Little Guy

[fbilittleguy]

[The last thing Michael knew, he was being taken out of his apartment, and everything had gone dark. The subconscious, far-away sounds of panicked medics and quarrelling Doctors rang in his ear as he rested - and Naomi's voice. Her nearness had comforted him, kept him relaxed and restful. He knew, in her hands, he would be alright.

And then he was on a cool, metal surgical table, and felt the hot stickiness of the anaesthesia shot spread flow through his veins.

As consciousness returned to his mind, he registered he had survived, he would be alright...

They had won...]

"Naomi...!"

[Still drunk on anaesthesia, he slowly opens his eyes and blinks away the sting of the light.]

What's up?

[chatwithdeath]

Well, looks like someone's awake...

[She's leaning against the door frame, her arms crossed under her chest. Don't worry, she just got there. Naomi's not in her usual black suit. Instead, it's still the hospital garb she wore for surgery. She seems tired, but there's no black bruise on her chest anymore.]

NAOFACE <3333

[fbilittleguy]

N-Naomi!

[He totally didn't say her name earlier, did he? Because if he did, damn that's embarrassing. Brb, going to stick his face in a hole and never come out.
Still, he manages a proud smile.]

...You look good!

Down Boy!

[chatwithdeath]

I feel better, that's for sure.

[A faint smile. She walks over to his bed side and sits down.]

Don't move around too much. You'll open your stitches.

Kamui

[umbrelladouche]

[LOCATION: Shitty, boring hospital room for once as opposed to wandering the halls like an asshole. The lights are out despite the fact that shit head here is wide awake. The bed and floor and a wall somehow are all a bloodstained mess. It looks like a bad horror movie was recorded in here.]

[CONDITION: Stage holyshithowareyouevenstillalive. Oh it's because he's a Yato gorilla. Currently on his knees on the floor because he was trying to leave like an asshole again, puking his blood and guts out into the waste basket. On top of bleeding from pretty much everywhere else on top of it. Maybe he won't go take that walk after all. Thanks to his blood loss, his already pale skin has pretty much lost all pigment, save for the black and gray bruises all over his body.]

[Wants to take a shower and eat chocolate pudding.]

Re: Kamui

[drcr_s01]

[And hey, what a time to walk into Kamui's room. He is carrying a tray with several syringes and vials of a clear liquid. After entering the room and seeing Kamui's state, his eyes widen and he almost tosses the tray onto the bedside table before kneeling next to Kamui.]

Hey, are you alright??

Re: Kamui

[umbrelladouche]

[huurrrnggg one final UUUUGHBLAAHHHGGBBB before turning to this dude and smiling like he wasn't just puking to death.]

I'm fine. I just drank bad milk.

[wipes the bloodpuke off his face with the back of his hand]

Re: Kamui

[drcr_s01]

[Yes, bad milk. That's entirely why you're here, Kamui.]

[CR-S01 sighs and wraps an arm under Kamui's, helping the man stand.]

You need to return to your bed so I can administer the antiserum.

Naoki

[nocturnalmaniac]

[Naoki is lying in his bed in the hospital, watching the ceiling. At his side is a towel, stained beyond redemption with blood. Ever since hitting Stage Two and going berserk in the Garden, he's been restrained and kept under surveillance by doctors. Pixie has been flitting around as well, trying to keep him company.]

[He heard there was a cure found for...whatever the hell it was he had. He let out a sigh of relief; finally, this shit would be over... All he had to do was wait.]

So, Demi-Fiend, I heard you liek medicine

[chatwithdeath]

[A few knocks before the door opens. A tall, curvy woman wearing a lab coat, strapless top and black skirt comes walking in, her heels clicking against the tiled ground. She's carrying a tray with several vials and syringes]

Hello.

Why yes. Yes I do.

[nocturnalmaniac]

[Naoki looks up as the doctor walks in, and he can't stop his eyes from widening a bit. Damn...was THAT his doctor? He should visit the medical ward more often...]

[He sits up and is about to speak, when he suddenly doubles over, coughing violently into his towel. Another bloodstain, yay. Pixie can handle the introductions for now.]

Oh, hello miss!

Haha... don't try hitting on me

[chatwithdeath]

[What the...? A small fairy?]

I'm here to administer the cure.

Dr. Kiriko

[dr_kiriko]

[Kiriko George, the patient once again, lay in his own private room, exhausted.

Sleep was hard to come by, in this state - and his energy was low from dealing with the staff of this disgusting joke of a hospital. He had fought tooth and nail with his nurse for hours - almost literally - over such ridiculous things. Getting shots (he could do it himself, he was a licenced physician, damn it!). Taking medicine ("Don't you dare give me a sedative, that's not what I need!"). Getting him to change into a patient's gown (He wasn't about to strip in front of someone else... he was a grown man, he could do it himself... and if she saw his scars...).

But in the end, she had overcome him in everything, and now the man was laying in his own private room, surrounded by the hell of beeping machines and waiting to die...

Goddamn it, this was torture! Fuck this. He wished he could just unplug himself and be done with it

OHAI KIRIKO HOW YA FEELING =D

[drcr_s01]

[The door to Kiriko's room opened, and in walked a familiar red-eyed doctor. In his hands was a tray that held several vials of a clear liquid, as well as multiple syringes. CR-S01 hesitated for a moment, seeing Kiriko of all people lying there on the bed. Slowly, he walked forward, placing the tray on the bedside table.]

I'm here to administer the antiserum.

OH GOD GO AWAY

[dr_kiriko]

[Really, I could spend the time describing exactly how he feels, but the only necessary thing there is to say here is this:]

You again. Get out.

NO YOU'RE GOING TO TAKE THIS AND LIKE IT

[drcr_s01]

[See CR-S01 be unphased by Kiriko's pissy mood.]

I'm afraid I can't do that, Kiriko. I'm required to administer the antiserum to the patients requiring it.

Anise

[sexyasmieu]

[It had been about a week since Anise was admitted to the hospital, and the boredom and loneliness were starting to wear on her. That, combined with the disease's effects and the recent loss of Luke, has pretty much sent her into depression.]

[On the bright side, however, her illness hasn't progressed past Stage 2, so she isn't in immediate danger of dying. However, her face is pale, there's a large bruise on her chest, and she looks positively exhausted.]

[Right now, she's lying on her side in her hospital bed, one arm holding her doll tightly against her chest, the other lazily holding her Guide in front of her face. They said there was a cure? Then maybe someone would be coming soon...]

Re: Anise

[drcr_s01]

[Anise's door opens, and one hot stud of a doctor CR-S01 walks in, carrying a tray with numerous vials and syringes on it.]

I'm here to administer the antiserum.

Re: Anise

[sexyasmieu]

[Oh, hey there handsome. Anise isn't in a flirting mood today, but she's looking a little more attentive once he steps in the door. She sets her Guide on the bedside table and pulls herself into a sitting position.]

... You're the doctor?

Re: Anise

[drcr_s01]

[Why yes, this is the doctor. He places the tray next to her Guide on the table.]

Yes, I am.