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Who: Yu Narukami and everyone that wants to visit him.
Where: Hospital, ICU
When: Starting the morning of the 8th; continuing through out the day.
Summary: Yu finally awakens in the hospital.
Warnings: So many feels and kisses and yeah. There will be one post for the IT to pounce on him, and another for everyone else.

The dream he had of Izanami had long faded off into nothingness, but he was still aware; he could feel the least little twitch of dust that fell on him, feeling like he was trapped in his own uncooperative body. He could hear the feet of nurses walking by him to check his condition, the smell of flowers they were leaving in his room pleasant and something that was appreciated, even though it was something they needed to do. Then there were the doctors, humming and hawing to themselves, and more than once did he hear them mutter about how he should have died.

That really helped his spirits.

They weren't the only words he could hear, though. The doctors, everyone; they were distant, like their voices were coming to him through a thick fog, but they still reached him. Still, being trapped like he was, it was hard to tell who was saying what when, and everything ended up mashing together in his head after awhile.

My fault... all my fault...
Don't sleep too long, okay?
Guy's a lot more responsible than I thought.
I'm sure your big bro is happy you're all right too.
I hope he's all right...
If... we're too sad right now, he'll be sad when he wakes up, too.
Sensei doesn't need to forgive you, because you didn't do anything wrong, Yuki-chan...
...He can hear you, child.

"...forgive me."

He's pretty sure he moved, but he wasn't sure... no, he could move, he was moving... something was in his throat, though; he choked, gagging around... whatever it was, he didn't know. What was going on...?

"Narukami-san?" a dim voice gurgled through the haze of his consciousness. "If you can hear me, please cough as hard as you can."

Was he really hearing this? It sounded like a nurse, but he wasn't sure if it was another dream or not. Still... coughing was a good thing; if he could make his body do that, maybe it would be okay? He tried, but his body was still weak, and the wheeze that came out was rather pitiful, and it did nothing but make the tight feeling in his throat worse. His head swam from the effort and he felt like he was going to throw up despite the thing in his throat. Still, somehow he managed a cough again, a little stronger that time, and the next stronger still, until the pressure in his throat suddenly disappeared as whatever it was was finally removed. His body did not like that though, and despite how much he wanted to open his eyes, he could feel himself drifting off...

...and then he could feel sunlight on his face.

Yu flinched, feeling warm and content and... so weak; that was something that he wasn't used to. He let out a faint noise of protest at that -- the leader wasn't supposed to feel weak like that... though, then again, he did kind of just block a massive blast of magic.

Wait, "just"? That probably wasn't accurate at the moment. He groaned again, shuddering as he forced himself to wake up...

Yu's eyes blinked open slowly, painfully. Every little movement hurt, ached, threatened to send him spiraling back into his prison cell body again, but he stubbornly refused to let that happen. He opened his eyes inch by painful inch until they were finally open, staring up at a sterile white ceiling. He stayed like that for a long moment, before carefully turning his head, seeing the flowers that had been left by the nurse... and some kind of gift basket from Mays? He wondered who left that...

He groaned softly, shifting slowly; his body was stiff and aching, demanding that he stop moving but demanding movement at the same time. Limbs cracked in both protest and relief, and he blew out a pained breath, somehow staying conscious.

It hurt... but he was awake.

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He merely gave the other boy a smile in reply to that.

"I think I already gathered your name from the others here... Yu, was it? So I suppose it would only be fair to say that mine is Avitus." He bowed a little, a subtle bob with a nod. "And... I'm... not from this world either."

"I don't think anyone here is," Yu replied with a small chuckle. "It's nice to meet you, Avitus."

He paused a moment, looking him over again.

"Sorry, but... what are you?"

He's trying not to sound rude, but he's really curious.

He kept the smile; if he'd taken any offense to the question, he wasn't letting on easily. "I'm Razielim." A slight pause, and then, slightly rehearsed-sounding, as though he'd had to explain it a few times already, "I'm of what's left of the first vampire clan, of the six that were in Nosgoth. We live with the humans, in the Citadel, and our hunters keep them safe from the other clans, which are but beasts, at this point. ...It's why the humans regard my clan's feathers as charms for good fortune."

He glanced at where the feather lay on the little table too. He'd caught the look Yu'd given it a bit ago, clearly. "I'm no hunter, merely an architect... but I figured that even if there wasn't any truth to the practice, it mightn't hurt."

He tilted his head slightly, regarding Yu again. "Would I be right in guessing that your world hasn't any vampires in it? Or else they look far more like humans, even if they exist only in your stories? I've been hearing both of those sentiments a great deal as of late."

Yu stared, and although his expression was hard to discern, it was pretty easy to imagine question marks floating around his head. Obviously, he had been expecting a simple answer and... definitely didn't get one.

"A-ah... yeah," Yu finally replied. "I don't even recall seeing a vampire persona on my world."

Well, he had just asked what an apparently alien person was. The name of their kind alone wouldn't have cleared up much, would it? But they still looked open to speaking with him; perhaps he could ask more things, if he wanted?

"Oh! Well, I suspect as I'm here, that I'm... supposed to be able to have one myself. So perhaps once I--"

He paused, not finishing that sentence..

His wings sank just a little as he realized.

"....Er... that... that wasn't what you meant, was it."

Oh look, he caught on!

Yu blinked, before he smiled, shaking his head.

"No, it's okay; sorry if that seemed rude," he replied. "You haven't awakened your persona yet?"

Topic change; time for less awkward things.

Avitus shook his head. "I'm not certain, to be honest. I haven't tried. I'm not exactly... ah....."

He bit his lip a little, looking down for a moment, trying to figure out how to say what he meant to say. "I suppose I've plenty of Gifts already." He lifted his wings slightly, glancing as though to indicate them. "I mean... I'm... not altogether certain I'd be comfortable with yet another, even if it is to remain here."

He paused again, slightly. "I mean, I'm not sure I'm ready for another one yet. I never--"

Siiigh. Going to just close his eyes and rub them with a hand; maybe the previous topic, of what he was, was better after all.

"What... ah... what sort of thing might one have to do, to invoke it, anyhow?"

...this was going to be a difficult social link. He knew it already, and it hadn't even really formed yet.

"Here, I've noticed that they tend to awaken during moments of high stress," he explained. "Mine awakened during our first mission here, though I don't think I would be a good example; Personae existed on my world, so I already knew what would happen. The means were just... different."

Awkwardness, ahoy. Maybe. Possibly.

"Oh." He lowered his hand, and held it in front of him with his other, to absently rub at one of his nails. It would explain why those were all so well-polished and shiny, wouldn't it. "Like... perhaps during what happened at the stadium?"

Avitus hesitated, finally looking back up to Yu again. "What... ah... happens after that?"

"Yeah; I don't doubt a number of Persona awakened that day," Yu replied, nodding. "When a Persona awakens, you can hear their voice saying you are one and the same. After that, it's only a matter of bringing them from within yourself."

Still polishing his nails, still looking like he wasn't sure he ought to ask... still asking anyhow.

"And the point of doing so would be...? I mean.... ah... why would someone want to?"

Here, he'd come to check on and wish the boy well... and he ended up being discomfited by such basic information on Personas, of all things. ~~Truly, the Ostrich Maneuver was not a viable long-term strategy here.~~

"Depends on the person, really," Yu replied. "I awakened my persona because I wanted the power to help my friends. Others can have different reasons."

"So it's something that may rarely ever need be used anyhow? Then why is such a big deal made of it? From what I've heard thus far, it's almost as though everyone is expected to be familiar with it and use it for whatever they could." An exaggeration, surely, but he did look pretty lost about it.

"I'm not a fighter, and I've never been one. Aside from what happened recently, I'm not even certain what we would be fighting against. And those were humans!"

Ah, there -- some vague look of disbelief. This was something like a page out of a book of such wonderful quality as a certain witch novel he'd read, or the recent bestseller series, wasn't it? A vampire who really didn't want to hurt humans? Avitus surely wouldn't understand the joke, though; he was taking this all quite seriously.

Yu might have found it a little ridiculous, if he couldn't help but be concerned about fighting humans himself. Before coming to Hinoto-Ri, he'd only fought another human being seriously once before... and it hadn't been something easy for him to do.

"I know," he said softly, "but sometimes, humans are the more monstrous than any other creature."

"Not where I'm from," he said, sighing. "Every true monster I've met so far has been a vampire. And my clan has spent so long trying to protect the humans, that...."

That he really couldn't quite picture having a different sort of relationship with them. Not easily, anyhow.

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