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andsuddenlydynamite ([personal profile] andsuddenlydynamite) wrote in [community profile] badfic_manor2011-04-06 04:21 pm

6th bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [in person/video]

[despite gradually getting sicker with each passing day, Hayato had pretty much decided to ignore it. He was currently on the way down to the kitchen to make something to eat. He makes it to the top of the stairs before he goes into a coughing fit. It hadn't been anything all that new for the week, though this time it seemed considerably more painful. He looked down at his hand and his eyes went wide at the sight of blood upon it.

The shock takes so much of his concentration to process, that he doesn't seem to notice the sudden vertigo that overcame him. He stumbles forward, in an effort to try and rectify his balance but to no avail. As he goes crashing down the stairs the feed comes on, recording part of the fall before settling at the bottom of the stairs next to Hayato.

The teen grunts and makes an effort to get up, only to fall over. There's no more movement from him after that and eventually the feed runs out and cuts off
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[identity profile] 11-sies.livejournal.com 2011-04-08 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
[The Doctor backs off a step- frowning at that middle finger and contemplating just lulling the kid to sleep anyway- he sure seemed like he could do with a nice long nap.]

As I said- bed rest and some medicine.

[identity profile] clean-n-simple.livejournal.com 2011-04-08 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ Good compromise! Sayu turns to bow to the Doctor, says: ] Thank you again. [ That goes for your diagnosis and patience. Rising, she adds: ] Will your medicine still work against the Author's, um... I mean, there was -- !! [ Blood. Never healthy. But if the screwdriver says it's okay, she'll take it at its word.

Cue the coughs! After which she smiles a little, embarrassed. ]


Do you have some cough drops, too, Doctor?

[ Dr. Doctor.... ]

[identity profile] 11-sies.livejournal.com 2011-04-08 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
[the Doctor has the screw driver out again and he pans it over the girl this time-- she's in much better shape than the boy, at least.]

Alright, I'm just gonna go grab the medicine- come back here- and then both of you should be heading to bed to sleep this stuff off. Bed rest is of course the best defense against the nasty stuff.

bad choice, sayu. bad choice.

[identity profile] clean-n-simple.livejournal.com 2011-04-09 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ -- Well, that caught Sayu by surprise. But she'll ask about the screwdriver later! ]

We'll wait here! [ Cough. At which point she turns to face Gokudera and ceases to comprehend whatever's going on because -- ]

Are you smoking?!

[ What. The. She's running her hands through her hair, she's talking at speeds of Mach 5 and over: ] You were coughing up blood! You're still sick! Why are you -- ! Do you know how -- !

[ Her limited medical knowledge aside, 2 + 2 cannot equal 5, not even for you, Gokudera. That he was coughing up blood only makes her more forward. So Sayu extends a hand to snatch the cigarette.... ]

[identity profile] 11-sies.livejournal.com 2011-04-10 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
[The Doctor has returned-wait... did he even leave? Anyway- he's got a bottle of some rather... interesting... looking purple-ish liquid and two cups- he saw that shove though and is NOT happy]

Is that anyway to treat someone trying to help you? And why the hell are you smoking? Are trying to get to early grave? [he does not sound like a pushover so much anymore... that tone demands obedience]

Now Apologize, take this medicine and get to bed. And think about what you've done.

that icon + that lecture = fffff

[identity profile] clean-n-simple.livejournal.com 2011-04-10 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ Don't cry. ]

Thank you, Doctor.

[ Side sore and red-faced, Sayu stands up. She eyes the medicine; feels a lurch in her stomach; don't cry; inhales; looks at the Doctor. She should ask questions (what's the medicine do? what's it made of?) but all she wants to do is return to the parlor, get her things, check up on Light -- as quickly as possible. ]

Do you... want us to take it now?

[ On second thought. She puts a hand to her head, mutters: ]

If it's okay... I left some things in the parlor. I'll be right back.

[ Around the corner she goes.

Don't cry. ]

[identity profile] 11-sies.livejournal.com 2011-04-10 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Mildly annoyed Doctor is no longer mildly annoyed. He's angry. Angry Doctor means that tone that demanded obedience? Times that by ten. This is not mildly annoyed- apologize and I'll forgive you. This is 907 year old last of the Timelords anger.

Do Not Argue with 907 year old last of the Timelords Doctor. Don't.]

Get. back. here. NOW.