Farewell Happy Fields!

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Farewell Happy Fields!

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What: Aftermath of Anoli Attack: Hospital
Where: Leo Ward - Caduceus Hospital Headquarters
Summary: It is the aftermath of the Anoli attack on the Closing Ceremonies. The injured have been taken to Caduceus Hospital Headquarters, and it is time for reflection, visting, or old-fashioned escapes from the hospital rooms.
Warnings: Mild squick if people want to describe their wounds in explicit detail.

Caduceus Hospital Headquarters. It has a distinguished history within Hinoto-Ri, boasting of a staff of well-trained Healers, as well as possessing the most cutting edge medical technology possible. There was no limb they couldn't reattach, no organ they couldn't replace... - they even claimed to be able to bring someone back from the dead (with the small disclaimer that it could only occur under certain conditions and with an obscene amount of luck).

So needless to say, the hospital was more than well-equipped to deal with the aftermath of the Anoli attack on the Closing Ceremonies.

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Nearly every hospital bed had been filled by an injured patient that night. The A&E room had been in constant chaos, with civilians crying and shouting, searching for loved ones, or demanding to see doctors or healers to help so-and-so...

There had also been plenty of reporters milling about, shouting and crying over the status of the Mayor's Secretary, and whether the Red Lion had really died at the scene, or if he was still alive and well within the safety of the hospital's ICU.

By the time morning broke, there was a false sense of tranquillity within the hospital. The healers had been pushed to their limits with the sheer number of patients being wheeled in and out of surgery, but otherwise, the situation had finally gotten under control. Now, both civilians and visitors were merely waiting for word of the conditions of their injured friends and family...

[Welcome to the winding down of the event! You are now at the hospital, where you may be visiting the injured, or be one of the injured yourself! Those with RED injuries will be in the ICU, and those with YELLOW injures will be in normal wards, for obvious reasons. Those with GREEN injuries wouldn't have had to go to the hospital at all, so they are free to come and go as they wish!

You may all start your threads and mingle!]

Comments

[greatseal]

"If you're sure you're okay with that."

She doesn't doubt his ability to sleep in uncomfortable places. If the nurses don't make him leave, she's certainly not going to either. He's right, she'd rather not be here alone. Minato's not likely to wake up tonight to be good company.

Her tears have dried up by now, and she's almost back to her usual lively self. The grin that follows her next thought only proves it. "The timing on this whole thing could have been better, though. We'll have to put off that 'later' discussion for a little longer."

[themortalhalf]

To his credit, he only lightly reddens at the reminder.

He smiles anyway. "I'll wait," he says, suddenly hyperaware of the warm body leaning against him. "Gives me something to look forward to."

She's sure one to talk about timing though. She was the one who brought it up first, not even an hour before the Anoli decided to make their move. That was timing for you.

[greatseal]

That's because sometimes, timing just happens on its own. Like right now. They may be sitting on the floor in the middle of a hospital ward, but it's suddenly just the right time to lean in and kiss him. Bigger things will have to wait, but there's still room for a little bit of advance conversation.

[themortalhalf]

And Shinjiro's not about to complain.

It's all too easy to kiss her back, touch light at first, like he might pull back after the moment is done, but soon deepens it, lets it change into something else. He turns, feels his hand reflexively tighten around her hip, while his arm wraps around her tighter still, lets his other hand reach up to braid into her hair.

He knows where they are, and will always be carefully aware of it as he is of most things, but it's suddenly easy for some of those details to blur and become temporarily irrelevant—even if only for a conversation's worth of time.