小早川 隆景 | takakage "will die for you" kobayakawa (
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recovery
Who: Takakage and a couple of people. Semi-open; if you want to jump in, ping me on plurk first and we can arrange something.
Where: Leo Ward, in the hospital
Summary: Someone finally wakes up to 2085947585 COMP messages.
Regaining awareness was an unusual experience.
Takakage couldn't remember anything of the days before, save for a vague sensation of rising through deep water. The return to consciousness remaindd in his recollections, though - a sharp jolt of crisp images, as if breaching the ocean surface and up into air. It was disorienting, especially given that the medical staff responded very quickly - and also because it took him a few hours to remember what transpired just before he had blacked out.
Given that he was in the Leo Ward and not within the bowels of a giant demon, it ought to be safe to assume that things did turn out as planned.
A little inquiring provided him with the reassuring fact that both the two lords had survived unharmed. Though it would be a while before he was able to try and contact them again. The first day passed in a whirl of sound and movement, filled with myriads of tests and staff bustling about. At the end of the evening, the doctor had insisted that he rest - and it was a decision he was not allowed to refuse.
Sedation couldn't be bypassed, no matter how hard he tried to fight off its effects.
The second day fared better - the morning air cleared his head, and allowed him to think better. Time to check up on what's been happening -
- Taro, why did you send a hundred messages? The COMP was even starting to lag...
[ ooc: Takakage is going to send individual messages to people he knows, so there will be 'sub-threads' for each person. Ping me if you would like one! ]
Where: Leo Ward, in the hospital
Summary: Someone finally wakes up to 2085947585 COMP messages.
Regaining awareness was an unusual experience.
Takakage couldn't remember anything of the days before, save for a vague sensation of rising through deep water. The return to consciousness remaindd in his recollections, though - a sharp jolt of crisp images, as if breaching the ocean surface and up into air. It was disorienting, especially given that the medical staff responded very quickly - and also because it took him a few hours to remember what transpired just before he had blacked out.
Given that he was in the Leo Ward and not within the bowels of a giant demon, it ought to be safe to assume that things did turn out as planned.
A little inquiring provided him with the reassuring fact that both the two lords had survived unharmed. Though it would be a while before he was able to try and contact them again. The first day passed in a whirl of sound and movement, filled with myriads of tests and staff bustling about. At the end of the evening, the doctor had insisted that he rest - and it was a decision he was not allowed to refuse.
Sedation couldn't be bypassed, no matter how hard he tried to fight off its effects.
The second day fared better - the morning air cleared his head, and allowed him to think better. Time to check up on what's been happening -
- Taro, why did you send a hundred messages? The COMP was even starting to lag...
[ ooc: Takakage is going to send individual messages to people he knows, so there will be 'sub-threads' for each person. Ping me if you would like one! ]
[video]
"I'm glad you're okay. I was worried."
Understatement of the century, Taro.
"Do you need me to bring you anything? I know hospital food can be pretty bad."
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"I'm sorry for making you worry. I... couldn't get back to you regarding what happened, since... um. I kind of blacked out." He hoped Taro already knew this.
"I'm fine for now. Thank you. What about you?"
Note how he casually diverts the subject away from himself.
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"I'm not related to you so they wouldn't give me any information other than 'he's in the hospital recovering'. What exactly did you do?"
Two can play the diversion game!
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"I went outside the barrier for some scouting, and found some Visitors stranded there. They came with me back to the teleporter, but a giant demon ambushed us and we had to find a way to drive it off. I... had to resort to magic that I never used before. It took a lot more out of me than expected."
He closes his eyes briefly.
"But at least we all survived. I could have ended up as demon feed..."
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"Well... I mean, that's a good reason. But maybe you should practice it once you're better so you don't do that again, huh?"
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Hey, he's part of the understatement club too. The principle of circular motion was easy to grasp, but coaxing a tonne of water to obey that principle in reality is far harder.
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Such as when out in the field.
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"It's a little amusing, actually. Modernity and my home time are four centuries apart - some events in your past are in my future. That makes for interesting perspectives, don't you think?"
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Nothing gets Takakage more excited than books.
"The library here is very impressive. Especially with all the new knowledge that has been discovered in these past four centuries. Even the overarching literary style has changed, too. And philosophy has branched out very much - though I'm not sure whether it's a good thing. Too much thought tends to detach from reality..."
He pauses for a moment.
"But I digress. Two individuals from my homeland arrived here, too, though from a different timeline. This realm is a nexus not only of worlds, it seems."
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"Oh, really? Are they... uh. Allies of yous?" There does not need to be a Warring States period over Hinoto-Ri, thanks.
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"Yes, they are." The strategist nods. "There won't be any conflicts." Hopefully. Logically there won't be any. Especially since he nearly died trying to protect them.
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Well. That's a good thing. "I'm glad. We all need to work together here."
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+10000 Social Link points, Taro. His (probably only) weakness is books.
Takakage frowned faintly."Though... their memories seem to differ somewhat from mine. It's a little... strange."
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The background behind Taro is moving, and he switches over to voice. No sense in giving Takakage motion sickness.
"What's your opinion on romance novels? I've got a few here I could put in the bag..." There will also be snacks, Takakage. No objections.
SOCIAL LINK UP...?
Um.....
"You're coming over?"
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"Yep! I figured you could use some company."
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To be honest, he's a little apprehensive. He doesn't look very... presentable.
(Euphemisms everywhere.)
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~Illusions~!
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"It would be amusing, yes, but dreadfully inconvenient." A pause. "I'll tell them about your usual disguise, then. You're a Visitor, so I don't think they'd ask too many questions."
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"Thanks. I'll be there soon, okay? I just have to leave a note so the others don't wonder where I went..."
Ah, the joys of housemates.
text -> action;
Alright, take your time!
action;
Takakage was given a small ward all to himself. Perhaps it was due to the Visitor prestige, though he is still in the Intensive Care Unit by virtue of how he had just woken up two days ago.
The ward is surprisingly airy, and the curtains are open, flooding the room with afternoon sunlight. Takakage is sitting up in the bed, reading. He has the covers drawn up to his chest in a bid to conceal all the wires and tubes that had been attached to him - most of them poke out from the blanket from his left, and end in various assorted devices plugged in on a trolley placed on the same side. A soft steady beeping echoes throughout the room, coming from the vital signs monitor. For now, it's steady, but also slower than normal.
He has a book open on his lap, though he's only using his left hand to do page turning and whatnot. An IV line is attached to his right hand, feeding in from a bottle of clear liquid hung on a stand. His complexion has gotten worse, and he seems slightly more frail than before, if it is even possible.
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"Hey. How are you feeling now?"
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