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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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Dakki nodded quickly and unselfconsciously, confirming the statement. "Yes. That's what I was made to be. And that's what I do best. So that's what I am. And that's how I landed myself in here. I dove into the fighting at the arena. But so did a lot of other people..." And she trails off, casting a glance up and down the hall.

"Oh." Quiet at that, his cheeks turning a decidedly purple hue there now, smiling a little less for a moment. "I'm... not a fighter, myself. I... never really... ah... it wasn't why I was made, so...."

He shifted position subtly, putting his weight on one leg, barely lifting the other up. Clearly, this was some point of embarrassment for him. "I mean... some of my brothers are soldiers. And the rest of our clan...." Oh look, an inconspicuous subject change!

Now that was a strange sort of answer for him to give. He considered himself to be made? She wanted to more, but... maybe not now. Maybe later.

"Not everyone has to be. Not everyone SHOULD be. I fight, so others don't have to. And I think that's just fine. What sort of things do you like to do, Avitus?" Yes! An excellent subject change! And also, she's quite curious. What kinds of professions did blue bird-elfy sorts have?

He shrugged. "I'm... my clan's architect, actually. I draw up plans for buildings, I do a lot of stained glass, especially what's in our castle...." He paused slightly, thinking. "I recently restored much of the clans' hall, in the library. The displays were aging, and the statues were in need of repair again, so there was that...."

In other words, art. He looked a little... hesitant, though. Almost. He wasn't explaining whatever reservations he might've had at the moment, though.

"An architect!" She looked very impressed and very interested. Had she ever met an architect before? She wasn't certain that she had. "Do you just design, or do you help with the building as well? And stained glass... that's so beautiful. You so rarely see the real thing, where I'm from. Are you working on anything here? I suppose you might need a workshop for that, though..."

And again, in her enthusiasm, she wasn't fully picking up on any misgivings or uncertainties that Avitus had.

"I--" So many questions at once! But it was certainly taking his mind off his guilt of what he couldn't do, and that could only be a good thing, right?

"I've been able to make little things, on my table, in my quarters... but back in the Citadel, yes, I did have a larger room for it. I often enough needed assistance with carrying the windows out to where they were to be installed, though. I'm not all that strong. So when it comes to buildings... those, I mostly drew up the plans for. I helped with the smaller things, but the hunters and the humans were almost always the brawn for the majority of the actual construction work."

Dakki was very good at asking lots of questions. It's how you learn about things, after all.

"Aaah, if the window were big enough, I suppose you would need a crew to help move it around... the best things are a team effort, hmm?" And then she gives her head a curious tilt. "Hunters?" That was familiar to her... though it couldn't be the same sort of thing that she was thinking of at all... could it?

He simply nodded, to the first part. "The rest of my clan, yes. They're the human guards' upper ranks... they go out and hunt the other clans with them, to keep everyone safe. Most of them are quite strong, so they make short work of construction jobs."

"Ohh. I see." It was a perfectly good explanation, and something that only mostly dismissed the thoughts of the Hunter's Guild from her mind. "That sounds like the sort of thing that Hunters from my world sometimes do. Though most of our jobs on Pioneer 2 were combat-oriented, I was told that it wasn't unknown to hire us on for labor of that sort in hazardous zones."

"...in hazardous zones?" Have a curious head-tilt. "Because you're more easily able to defend yourselves, than most?" It was his guess, anyhow.

"Mmhmm. Places that are in danger of attack, and all that." And she gives a quick little nod. "That was mostly back on Coral, though, from what I've been told. That's a long time ago..."

She trails off, and looks the slightest bit sad, but is quick to move right along from it. "...do you have the time to keep talking? I might be keeping you from your work. If you've got the time to talk, maybe we could go to the cafeteria?"

"I wasn't exactly working... I was just that I didn't need to be tended to much; I've already recovered, so I was simply...." A vague gesture, to a wing, as he buries his fingers in its plumes again. "Trying to raise morale again, is all."

He glanced down the hall. It would be best to get out of the way of traffic, wouldn't it.

"The cafeteria would do well, I'm certain... were you hungry?"

Actually... maybe the cafeteria here would have ice cream?

It was a thought that greatly appealed to him.

"You've raised my morale. So, good job! And time for a break, hm?" She turns towards the direction of the cafeteria, and waits to see if he'll do the same.

"I could eat. I think I'm more in the mood for a cup of coffee, though. And it's a good place to sit and talk, right?"

He nodded. "It could be." Not that he's been there yet. Or that they'd be likely to serve him what he does subsist on. (No, the nurses brought him some of that a good while back.)

He'll follow along after her, assuming she knows the way. He'll figure out the way once they get close enough for him to smell it, but until then, well....

She can follow signs, and has done a bit of pacing here and there in the hospital, so locating the cafeteria isn't too terribly hard. They're there before long, and Dakki has gone to get in line so she can get a nice hot beverage. She's making sure that Avitus is still not far behind, of course.

"Coffee never does seem to cost much. Which is good, I'm not sure how I'm going to go about making money, here. And I don't want to be an imposition on anyone..."

"Ah... well, I've taken to making things in my spare time; there are stores about here which seem willing to sell them for me. It's not a lot, but it's something."

He walked with her, curious as to what was being offered in the cafeteria, looking over the spot that held the coffee machine and hot water and--

Were those packets of hot chocolate mix?

They were.

Well! He knew what he'd be getting here now....

"I'm glad we came this way." He glanced at the other things in the cafeteria, too, wondering about them. There was... er... well, he had no idea. Human food, clearly, but he still wasn't good at identifying most of what was common to this city. "Were you hungry, as well?"

"I wish there was something that I was good at making. I've been learning to knit, but I'm still not very good at it. I think I've finally figured out socks, though!"

She sounds quite proud of herself. She's also mixing in a fair bit of sugar and just a splash of cream into her coffee.

"Hm? No, I'm not particularly hungry yet. Are you?"

Mmm, hot chocolate! A nice big mug of it, with two packets of the chocolate powder mix stirred in, instead of the recommended one....

He shook his head. "The doctors gave me what I needed earlier... and there really isn't anything which would sate me here, even if they hadn't." He didn't really elaborate on that, shrugging, his eyes on the mug of chocolate as he kept stirring it, having carefully picked it up, to take it away from the counter and from being in anyone's way. "But knitting, you said? I've never been good at that, even if it does look entirely enjoyable.... Hopefully you're having fun with it?"

"Aah. I see." A special diet, then. She wouldn't pry, unless maybe she found herself inviting him over for supper somewhere down the line. Hot chocolate was definitely okay with him, though! She'd remember that!

"I'm having fun with it! It's something different to do. I picked it up last winter, back... in Mayfield. The power was off, and the weather was extremely cold. We all did what we could to try and help keep warm, and scarves seemed easy enough to make, according to the book I found in the library."

"Oh... that sounds wonderful!" He gave her a smile, finding a place to sit in the cafeteria, off to one side for a bit of privacy. He settled his wings on either side of the chair's back, tucking them up as close behind him as he could. "I bet they were well received!"

Dakki settled down across from him, voicing no objection to his choice in seats. Off to the side was fine. The fewer odd stares they got, the happier she was.

"They were! Although I wasn't able to hand out all of the ones I had hoped. We lost so many people that winter..." She lowers her eyes and takes a careful sip of her coffee. "I kept those ones. I don't plan on giving them away. They were meant for them, you know? Them specifically." Another sip of coffee, and she looks back up to Avitus a bit awkwardly. "..ah, I shouldn't be so gloomy."

"No, no...." He gave her a smile, shaking his head... though the smile seemed rather sad. "I understand entirely. I've things from old friends as well, at home. Mostly small things, trinkets... if something reminds you of someone you don't wish to forget, hold onto it. Sometimes one needs the reminder."

He stirred his hot chocolate a little more, though his eyes were on her, expression still soft. "If it would cheer you up any to do so... you could tell me about them... or about yourself, perhaps? I'm afraid I've not yet met anyone quite like you before."

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Farewell Happy Fields!

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This is astonishingly late. Would you still want to continue?

backtagging's fine. :) Besides, I'm curious how this'll turn out!

Hooray!

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