discedo | #005 [ACTION]

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#005 [ACTION]

[If anyone's out and about in Discedo, they might be treated to the somewhat eerie sight of Gin skulking about in his ever-present long black, crow-like trench coat and matching fedora. His hair isn't let loose today, gathered and hidden underneath his coat. He looks mildly less threatening today, in as much as a shady man constantly followed by ominously cawing birds can look nonthreatening, as he carried a lumpy bundle of cloth (on closer inspection, it might be made up of a pair of shirts) that clattered and tinkled with a metallic sound as he walked. Judging by the place he emerged from, it can be assumed that the sound was caused by him lumping together so many tins of canned food into his makeshift bag.

He looks almost as unfriendly as ever, unsmiling and perpetually glaring, only every now and then, his glare falters and he reaches up to angrily knuckle his eyes.

Instead of heading back to Dissimulo as quickly as he normally did after acquiring what he needed, he milled about, walking aimlessly through the street.

Care to approach?]

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The day I get tired that easy is the day you're already six feet underground, old man.

[ Together, the pace is an average between their previous speeds, a small price to pay for helping each other out. ]

I'll even dig the hole for ya, so the crows can't have the satisfaction.

I might just have to hold you up to that offer, brat.

[Hey, if Shizuo's calling him an "old man," Gin thinks it's only fair to label him a "brat."]

So, how much further?

Write it in your will or somethin', I won't remember. [ Better than other nicknames! Raising his head, Shizuo motions to the large building beyond the park and re-grips on him. ]

Front entry should be unlocked. Maybe there'll be receptionists waitin' for us. [ He snorts and when they reached the entrance, Shizuo plants a heavy foot on the base of a door and shoves it open.

They manage to shuffle in and his eyes drift around, squinting at engraved plaques on the wall. ] Gotta look for where they keep all the supplies. Know anythin' about meds? [ He didn't. ]

[Gin waits for his eyes to adjust to the light indoors, assuming that to be the reason he presently can't see, but soon realizes that his vision isn't about to return so quickly. He still makes a small show of looking around.] Some reception...

My knowledge is serviceable, but I'm hardly a doctor. Isn't finding your doctor friend a safer bet than playing doctor.

Yeah. Yeah okay, that'd be safer. [ Patting down the trench coat, Shizuo curses under his breath and pulls it up from his shins to fetch the communicator in his pants pocket. So lame. ]

I got her number or coordinates or whatever the hell you call it. If a lot of people're sick, don't see why she wouldn't be nearby. [ He huffs and takes back his arm for a moment to type something quick. ]

You're the only doc I know. I'm at the hospital's front desk. Two of us are sick with somethin. You nearby someplace?

((Sick with something? Ugh, if this wasn't her luck; at least she was better off than the other day. So she quickly responds.))

Okay, just hold on a second.

((She'll make her way to the front relatively quickly, just give her a minute.))

Edited 2012-06-07 22:37 (UTC)

[ Flipping the communicator shut, Shizuo gives his arm back to Gin and looks down each hallway for Sakura. ] Right she said she'd be right over. Fuckin' lucky she was bummin' around. [ He sighs heavily and staves off shivering.

When at last he hears light footsteps, he spots Sakura and double-takes. Pink hair. Pink. He stares at her as she approaches. ] Doc-san. [ A pause. ] Right, somethin's been goin' on with everyone.

[ Motioning to Gin. ] He's havin' a hard time walkin' and I'm havin' weird temperature changes? I don't know. [ What are important details? ]

[Gin isn't too surprised to see pink hair. He would be more worried if he were back in his own universe, because he wouldn't be inclined to take a doctor with pink-dyed hair seriously, but here, he could believe it to be natural.]

He appears to be running a fever. I can barely feel my legs and they're making it damn near impossible to walk. My vision's going too.

Ah, okay.

((She's actually wearing a cloth over her mouth and nose, so it might still look a little weird.)) Let me see.. ((She touches Shizuo's forehead quickly, pulls his mouth open, and then for Gin she checks his eye--the leg damage would need to be assessed later...)) Well, I hope you don't mind carrying him a little further. Follow me, I can give you guys something for all that.

Uh- [ Stiffening noticeably, Shizuo stands statue still as she checks them over, eyes pointed directly at the floor.

The only doctor he'd ever trusted was his friend Shinra. This was new. ] Thought it was just your legs. [ He snorts.

Glancing over at Gin though with a blank look, Shizuo then nods at Sakura and pulls the man along with him. ] Just like that? That's a load off. Or it will be once the old man's legs work right.

[ They follow quietly after her to their destination. ] Thanks, Sakura-san. We owe you one.

Edited 2012-06-08 00:07 (UTC)

I'm not that old, brat. [His voice takes on a threatening edge, but it might simply be because Shizuo mocked him in front of someone else. It seems that Gin hasn't entirely forsaken his pride, especially when it comes to dealing with other people.

Gin follows awkwardly, wondering how much more he has to walk.]

((Her back turned, she frowns a little. God she just loves edgy people.

Well, anyway...)) Okay just set him down there. I should have.... what we need... right with me. ((she reaches into her pocket, and bam! She talks as she looks over each bottle.)) I'm just glad the scientists gave us extra supplies, with all the patients coming in we're all kinds of swamped.

Okay, so.. you'll have to take this. ((she hands Shizuo a bottle.)) It's kind of like a cough medicine, just make sure you take it every couple hours. It'll clear up on it's own eventually. If you don't use it all--and you might so it's okay--just bring whatever's left back to me.

You... Hmm... I hope you don't mind eyedrops? I lost my vision earlier and it helped clear it right up. Trying to help your legs is going to cause a few more problems, since I need a syringe...

Anything's fine. [Very gruffly spoken.] I don't care if I have to go under a knife, if it'll clear things up, it's fine.

[He'll hold out a hand.]

[ Eyebrow twitch. No, Shizuo, calm down. You owe Gin. He sighs out a clipped apology. ] Sorry.

Alright, c'mon... [ Doing as Sakura said, he manhandles Gin onto an examination table covered in butcher paper and grips his sleeves for a moment before stepping back. ] There.

[ Taking the bottle offered to him, he squints at the label. Too many words to read for someone who didn't care much for guidelines. Biting down on the cork top, Shizuo pulls it out with a wet pop and takes a mouthful.

Eyes slamming closed, he swallows thickly and turns away to cough haggardly, gagging once. ] AUGH, WHAT THE FUCK. [ Sputtering, he wipes his mouth and curses colourfully under his breath. ] Thanks, but this tastes like SHIT.

((Kind of chuckles.)) I never said it was going to taste very good. Just make sure you don't waste that.

Alright, I need you to just tip your head back so I can put these in. ((So she pulls up a stool and brings herself to Gin.)) Now just hold still while I do this.

((If you've ever gotten eyedrops during an eye exam, this is how it hurts. If not: it hurts.))

[And he might be wishing his eyes were the ones that went numb rather than his legs, because that does sting and feels very unnatural.

Still, he doesn't make a sound or fuss at all, or even change his expression, because if this is going to make him better, it doesn't matter.]

I'm won't waste it. [ He would take pansy sips now. Or mix it in with things. What a man.

Watching Gin's healing process, he holds his bottle of medicine tighter - he preferred the gross liquid. The eye drops just looked painful, he didn't like anything close to his face.

Making a face, he turns away a little. ] You said you were swamped patients, do you guys know what's causin' all this shit? Sounds like it's all connected.

Well....

((she starts searching the cabinets.)) By the sounds of it it's something airborne that's been causing all these symptoms. We breathe it in and it gets into our lungs and blood stream and starts doing, well, whatever it feels like. Though, I think the blindness is just from exposure so you might have these symptoms again. ((looks to Shizuo. as she produces a syringe. )) You, too, have to keep an eye out for it.

Anyway, once you guys are out, it might be advisable to wear a face mask. No guarantees it will work, but it might help. --Okay, this is going to HOPEFULLY jump start your legs, so don't be alarmed.

Fine. Just get on with it. [It's probably not a good idea to be so snippy with someone who is entrusted with your health, but Gin can't bring himself to care right now. Perhaps he's using illness as an excuse for his attitude or he honestly didn't care what she thought of him.

He simply didn't like chatty women.

Needles don't faze him. The pinpricks are nothing compared to bullet wounds.]

Sounds like a good plot for a scary movie. [ Shizuo snorts and corks his bottle. ] I'm not wastin' this in any case, even if it's motor oil. Think my eyes'll be alright since I've got the shades to cover 'em, but I'd take a mask.

[ He looks around and starts rummaging for something to do while she approaches Gin with the needle. The sight of the syringe didn't bother him either, he was used to it after having been hospitalized so many times as a child. ] Got any lyin' around?

[ He does find interesting things in the medical cabinets though. Like a jar of sugarless lollipops... he takes a few... stealthily. Which means he just kind of grabs a handful. ] Are these bein' eaten? [ They are now. ]

Edited 2012-06-10 16:07 (UTC)

...You're going to have to remove your pants, you realize? I need to get the right artery.

((She then turns to Shizuo, and frowns.)) No? I don't think so, but honestly I have no idea how old those are. It'll be your own fault if you get sick from it.

[He lies there like he expects her to do everything herself, but rewards her words with a scowl.] Yeah, yeah...

[And he'll kick off his shoes, sit up, and drag his clothes down to expose his limp and functionally halfway-useless legs.]

So, do I have to give you my back or what.

[As always his questions are voiced more like gruff commands. Regardless of the place or situation, he always speaks as though he outranked everyone in his presence by default.]

[ Shizuo stares pointedly at medical supplies, totally so interested in everything going on away from Sakura and Gin. ] Suckers don't go bad. [ A pause. ] I don't think they do. I've got this medicine to back me up anyway.

[ He pulls at an ear speculum to investigate, then a stethoscope. ] Hey, you get jabbed yet? [ At the other side of the room there's a quiet sniff of amusement. ] Lemme know if you need me to hold him down.

Nah just stay still.

((AAANNND getting to work with that needle.)) Try not to rely on that medicine for everything.

And okay! It'll take a while but you should start regaining activity in your legs. You're welcome to stay here until you can move on your own if you want; it wont be more than fifteen minutes, I'd guess.

Edited 2012-06-11 01:04 (UTC)

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