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Farewell Happy Fields!

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!]

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[Pleased with his earlier success in finding Xion, he's back at it, peeking into each room looking for familiar faces. It's been rather slow going, as the smile has left his face and his brow's a bit more creased... but then there's that familiar shock of blue hair, and he almost falls over from stretching to try to look inside better.]

Aqua... you too?

[She'd felt that darkness coming closer slowly, the darkness that could only belong to one person in their worlds ~~if only she knew, sob~~. If it weren't for what she knew, it likely would have sent her into a panic. But it doesn't, and instead she blinks awake just before he makes it to her room.]

Xehanort...? [Seriously, how is she not surprised he found her.] Mm... Not as bad as the others, though. ...Or how I left a few of the people who attacked us.

[Pissed not!mom was pissed, okay. She'll totally be fine soon.]

[He gives a little wave, taking a step or two into the room but not coming too close. His eyes fix on her, taking in the scope of injuries that he can see.]

Guess you guys got more than you bargained for.

[He manages to keep all of his feelings on this matter out of his words, delivering the line listlessly.]

[Oh, Xehanort... Unfortunately, she has to nod slightly. The fact that she is angry at two people in particular (and for some odd reason, the amnesiac is exempt oO;) is likely helping the situation a little as she carefully sits up slightly on the bed.]

More like expected with the mayor egging them on so publicly, though I can't say everyone else was so prepared...

[She manages a small smile, motioning with her good hand. It's okay to come a little closer.]

The hospital is rather full...

[His eyes flicker around the room for a moment before returning to her. He's not sure if it's something he should do, or try to do... she has been kind to him, though, so perhaps he does owe her at least the courtesy. Then again, he's not even sure if he can do it outside of that feeling of needing to be able to do something...]

I'm sure you're capable of looking after yourself, but... [a downwards glance] if there's anything I can do.

Mm. It is, isn't it...

[She sounds a little upset by it, and maybe a little frustrated that she couldn't do more. Still, she manages to mute it as much as possible for his sake and her own. And that semi-question/statement... she almost feels bad for a moment.]

Don't take out your frustration on the toaster? [Obviously, she is trying to lighten the mood... but she is thinking. Hm... wait a second.]

...Xion said before--that your Persona is like mine. [She means that their Soul Persona, their heart, utilizes support rather than combat like everyone else.] Would you... like to learn more of its abilities sometime, when my burns have healed?

[Because she is hax and has healing spells. What was her arm being in a cast.]

[He scoffs a little at that. The toaster has it coming. You should be glad he keeps his irritation confined to the kitchen, for now...

Then he stares at her. Word seems to get around fast. As far as he'd known, only Xion knew that he'd called that thing forth. Somehow Aqua knows... he scowls at first, but then seems surprised.

And then rather amused.]

You're actually offering to teach me something? I'm surprised.

[But the toaster was brave enough to withstand the buttered bread... Why would you even do that. :(

She smiles, giving him a knowing look. It isn't like she spoke of it to the others, but wanted to see it for herself first. Eudora specialized in communications, after all ~~and purifying things but shh~~.]

Well, I would have offered to help you learn how to cook, but Terra was closer to you than I am. [Literally, like just down the hall close. And look, she's snarking ~~did she gain a head injury or something~~.]

[The toaster is just really good at bearing his frustrations okay

That's not quite what he meant, but he doesn't say anything else about it. His annoyance based on his observations is his to bear. There's no point in mentioning it.]

Is this any more convenient than cooking?

[...Godspeed, toaster. We knew thee well.]

Well...

[She shifts, left eye twitching as she does so. Still, she at least wants to look him in the eye no matter how much she still inwardly tenses sometimes despite outward appearances (the doctor is likely to scold her, but ~~her inventory is fresh out of fawkes to give~~ she doesn't care).]

...You seemed frustrated, when we were deciding what to do about this in the first place. [She looks a bit sad as she admits it, but-] It's the least I can do, so there won't be a next time where anyone is left behind.

[There's something almost satisfying about hearing her voice one of the annoyances bouncing around in his head. He cants his head slightly, regarding her with a careful, studied look, before focusing inward, pulling at that feeling that he'd felt before back then... maybe...]

Time...

[Meet his ~~little~~ friend, Aqua. It brings healing this time...]

[...It's a clock. It's a friggin' clock. Why is it a c-

...Philemon. Philemon plz.

Still, the burn on her arms and back don't seem as severe now... so she can't help but nod and blink. It's a start, at least...]

...Whoa. [Okay yeah, it's the pain meds talking.] Thanks.

[Sorry to disappoint, next time he'll summon all the demons of the abyss if it makes you feel better...

He shrugs a little.]

It does something else too... maybe it boosts power somehow. I didn't really do very much with it. Since you all were busy with these matters, I felt I had to take things into my own hands.

If you're serious about teaching, though...

[N-no, huge-as-hell clock is just fine, really!

She nods.]

Mm... It's a useful power to have. [a beat.] I am. Though it'll be more like training to summon it without a lot of stress. Eudora's strength lies in communications and sensing others, so...

[...Light above this would be a scary combination considering her own skills.]

I'm sure for you it's nothing special.

[It's delivered flatly, though his eyes narrow just slightly.

Then it's back to casual normalcy as he considers her words.]

How long have you been using yours?

...Three months.

[Her voice is soft when she answers. Still, she noticed that far too easily. She nearly seems affronted, really.]

Contrary to what others may think, every spell or ability is special. Not just to me, but those who have learned and mastered of it. Just the ability to talk to those we know is precious.

[Because not everyone can; not everyone has the luxury of being able to sit and converse with the ones they love.]

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I know. I'm lucky that I still remembered how to speak or feed myself or any of those things. I could have been a completely clean slate. How far would your kindness have gone, then?

[The meaning of the jab seems to have gone over her head so he lets it go with a sigh.]

I am grateful that you consider me worth teaching.

[... Okay. So maybe she might have been unfair toward the amnesiac, but... could she really be blamed when she used to have nightmares of the darkness inside him grasping her neck and choking her again until she'd woken up in a panic?]

...Have a seat.

[Whether on the chair in the room, or at the foot of her bed, she didn't care. It's story/apology time.]

[He's not sure he likes this sudden business tone she's taken.

He hadn't come any further into the room even after she'd invited him. He looks around blankly, before simply standing where he is... not certain about getting closer. His fingers seem to tense for a moment, curling just slightly, but relax quickly. Curiosity piqued, and a decision made.

He moves in closer, standing just out of reach of the bed.]

I'm all right.

[Sob, Amnesianort stop that. Though maybe secretly, she doesn't mind the fact he is keeping some distance.]

...Alright. I guess... it's just a little awkward, talking and not being able to at least sit up fully.

[Darn it, hospital staaaaaff.]

[In a fluid motion, he kneels on the floor.]

Better?

[...She gives a faint laugh at that. Oh, Amnesiaderp. You could be such a brat sometimes. Much like someone else she knew when they were kids.]

A little bit. ['Dork.'] You know how Terra and I are brother and sister by adoption, right? Well... we have a younger brother, too.

[Oh man, this is going to suck explaining.]

His name is Ven, and when our father first took him in... he couldn't remember anything but his name, either.

[Family stuff. He hadn't known they were adopted, but the way they acted around each other implied that they were close in a familial way. Even if they didn't share any similar traits. That explained that well enough.

The idea of someone else... and a similar case? Though of course Terra wouldn't acknowledge him in that regard. Whatever kept him out of their circle clearly ran deep. He kept the frown away from where he was kneeling on the floor, his expression smoothed into vague curiosity, head tilted up in rapt attention instead.]

What did you do for him?

[Considering what she knew, it shouldn't be too much of a surprise when she was hesitant at first. Though facing so much death and being so helpless could change someone, and while she didn't trust him nearly as much as her Master would have and did...

It was time for honesty, despite what her Persona and better judgement were screaming inside her head.]

We treated him like family, or as much as we could while he was comatose for most of the time when he first joined us. Though we couldn't say much about his past in front of him... Whatever happened traumatized him so much that he would have a meltdown whenever we accidentally triggered something.

[...Can he see where she's going with this? The worry she has for him in a similar regard?]

[She's dangling these hooks of similarity, trying to get him to back off 'for his own good'. He doesn't buy it though. He's not comatose, and he's never been triggered or traumatized. If it happened, then he'd know to back off. Until then, it was still fair game.]

So you avoided the problems because he couldn't handle it. And now you assume that I'm a similar case.

Farewell Happy Fields!

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