Office Log

[gentlesaint]

Who: Rhys and you!
What: Office log! ...Can also be called "help nurse" log.
When: Dates of 10/21 - 10/28 but you can also go for something earlier/later than that if convenient
Where: Infirmary or Rhys’s office, which is just inside the infirmary.
Warnings: THERE COULD BE CARNAGE AND PESTILENCE HERE. There may also be tripping out due to candy drugs.

We're all familiar with office logs around here, right? If you're not, then allow me to explain really quickly: Your dude stops in for any reason whatsoever, be it trouble with grades, asking permission for something, stopping to chat, dropping off a form, and other office-like concerns. Or even miscellaneous concerns. Then we'll take it away from there. Rhys is a bit of a special case, since he runs the infirmary. That means you could also drag yourself in with some kind of unbearable ailment or crippling injury and have Rhys get you treated. Have a status condition? Never fear, solutions are here! Got in a fight with your arch nemesis in the locker room? Bleed no more; there’s plenty of bandages and/or heal staves to go around! Usually.

ANOTHER THING I WOULD LIKE TO ENCOURAGE: Is your character hopped up on drugs? Drop them in! I don’t care what reason they would have to stumble in. I just want Rhys to have to deal with druggies and raise his suspicion about the whole drug deal further. That being said, I request at least one of his patients to be under the influence. That is all! Have fun.

Comments

10/22

[makesithot]

HI. Looks like someone was dropped off and will definitely be okay after a bit o' allowing him to recover and waking up and shit like that. Head injuries are not to be taken lightly, so it's probably good to keep him around until he comes to.

Once he does, of course, he sits there and stares dully ahead, like the flame of his spirit has been extinguished. Defeat stings sometimes. Care to come on in and visit him?

[travelingbelle]

Why yes someone cared to come on in and visit. Blue had taken off for a little bit after making sure Chili was check in all right and doing fine, with every intention of coming back to check in on him. Seeing him awake now was a good sight to see.

Blue helped herself to sitting on the edge of his bed, giving him a slightly worried look.

"Hello."

[makesithot]

At first, Chili stared at Blue dumbly. He felt as though he knew her from somewhere, but couldn't quite recall where from... Oh. Oh. He remembered suddenly. This was Blue, and she probably knew about what happened with him and her Arcanine...

Well, this was embarrassing. Chili's brow furrowed, and he bit the inside of his cheek. "Uhh, hi," he managed, wondering what she would say to him.

[travelingbelle]

A very slight smile crossed her lips at his recognition, but if you blinked you could have missed it.

"How are you feeling? Relatively speaking, anyway. Most people would feel pretty awful after tussling with an Arcanine, I'd wager."

Yeah. Yeah she knew.

[makesithot]

"Me? I'm doing just fine!" ...That wasn't actually true, and his act was transparent: he tried to go on about how 'it was nothing' and such, but talking so loud wasn't something he was able to do without tiring himself out or hurting himself. Yeah... his chest hurt. Impulsively, his arm braced himself from further pain. He knew she'd probably be able to see through that.

"Well, kind of," he added quietly, trying to relax his body. "I think I owe you an apology. For doing something stupid."

He forgot what he told himself he'd apologize for after Cress left earlier. It was probably for overstating himself even though he'd admitted to the whole network that he was in need of much training... but he had a hard time acknowledging that, too. Chili was just too embarrassed to let himself remember that bit of the apology.

WOW I SUCK. LIKE A LOT.

[travelingbelle]

Blue shushed him gently, motioning for him to try and lay back.

"Shh, relax. You don't owe me anything. It looks like you've already learned a lesson or two already."

IT'S OK. I'M PRETTY SUCKY TOO.

[makesithot]

She was right about that, but acknowledging it wasn't something Chili was readily wanting to do. He breathed out in a sigh, appearing contemplative and letting his good shoulder rise and fall in a half-hearted shrug. "Yeah, I guess, but..."

But what? He couldn't pinpoint what exactly it was he was trying to say. Suddenly, it struck him: even though he was generally down at the moment, he lit up. "Your Arcanine! He's really strong!" proclaimed Chili abruptly. "I'm going to have to admit that he is lucky to have as great of a trainer as you, because I think that's what makes all the difference!" Then, his expression dropped once again as he lamented his current position. "Me, though... I shouldn't have done that, especially since I just resigned as a gym leader so that I could retrain. Talk about a bad move!"

[explosion_day]

RICK WAS EXPLORING THE INFIRMARY.

...

THE INFIRMARY WAS KIND OF BORING HE WAS TURNING AROUND TO LEAVE WHEN SUDDENLY wait was that Chili?!

"Whoa there--what the heck happened to you? You try that punchin' a whole in space time thing on yourself? How are you still here?" Inquired the little green-eyeed robot on the ceiling.

[makesithot]

Chili stared up at Rick, soaking in his questions before cracking a smile and snickering - laughter, but restrained, so as not to hurt himself.

"No, that's stupid! I wouldn't do something like that," he responded. "Nope, I got in a fight! It was intense."

[explosion_day]

"You got in a fight?" Rick zipped right on over, optic brimming with excitement.

"How intense? We talkin' jaw-smashin' fist-crunchin' one-hit-K-O sweet science kinds of intense?"

Because uh Chili clearly won and the other guy was lookin' way worse than him, right?

[makesithot]

"Yeah, there was jaw-smashing, and fist-crunching!" At this point, he was still grinning wildly, Rick's excitement contagious. But Chili continued. "There... were also concussions, and broken stuff, and biting, but I didn't do any of it. I was... just on the receiving end of all that."

There. Chili's smile faded, and he looked a bit down.

[explosion_day]

Rick similarly also drooped in apparent disappointment.

"What? Come on you're kiddin' me, right? I bet other guy probably looks ten times as bad anyway."

[makesithot]

Chili didn't reply. He looked away from Rick, shame overcoming him. If only he'd managed to actually land an effective blow on Jock, at least that could have counted for something... But alas.

"...I'm not very good at punching."

[makesitcool]

Immediately after Cress caught on to what kind of senseless scuffle his brother got himself involved in, he dashed as fast as his feet could achieve without tripping the entire way to the infirmary. By the time he arrived, his breath had left him and he could barely express to the concerned nurse why he seemed in such a mad hurry much less his reason for practically sliding in, but he hardly gave more than a quick acknowledgement to him because he found Chili in one of the cots.

It set him at immensely ill ease to find that his eyes were not open. A sharp note rose from his vocal chords without him even meaning to as he darted for the bedside, eyes roving over Chili to assess the damage. "Chili! Are you okay? Can you hear me?" His entire state of being was spiked by the panic he felt.

[sicklypriest]

Said concerned nurse drifted a little closer to where the new visitor had planted himself. "He's out like a light, I'm afraid," he informed the boy, but it was clearly evident whether he told him or not. Chili would not respond. "But he should be waking up shortly."

[makesitcool]

That last bit of news soothed his raging anxiety some. "I should hope so..." With a face drawn in all the worry of the world for his brother, he folded his hand between both of his.

[gentlesaint]

The blue-haired student seemed so distraught over the other's condition that it tugged hard on Rhys's sympathy. "He's definitely taken a beating, but I assure you he'll be fine," he continued in his urge to console him. "Once he wakes up, we'll be able to gauge how he's feeling. He may have had a concussion, but with time, he'll recover nicely."

[makesitcool]

Cress whipped his head around to look at Rhys. "A concussion? That sounds rather serious!"

[gentlesaint]

"It sounds that way, doesn't it?" The healer smiled. "But I've seen a lot of concussions come through here, and I can tell you that more often than not, they recover astonishingly well. He may have some trouble speaking or thinking at first, of course, but that's part of the natural recovery process. Your friend will be fine. I'll take care of him."

Re: 10/22

[iwannacheat]

Kazooie was spending a lot of time in Banjo and Chili's room, and that also meant hanging out with Pansear whenever he was in the room. Chili didn't seem to come back for a while on this day, and Kazooie knew full well from experience that it isn't right for a dynamic duo to be apart for very long. Banjo wasn't currently with her at this time, but still!

Later on in the day, Kazooie and Pansear went on a little campus-wide adventure to find their fellow flame-headed friend.

Their search ended in the infirmary when they found him in bed.

Re: 10/22

[makesithot]

Chili knew Pansear was left in his dorm room with Banjo and Kazooie earlier, mostly because he had convinced himself that he'd be right back, and there wasn't any need to tell him where he went off to. That was a silly mistake, and he knew it, in retrospect.

By the time Kazooie and Pansear entered the infirmary to see him, he'd been sitting back with his eyes shut, but it might've looked like he was sleeping. Pansear gasped and wailed at the sight of his incapacitated trainer. He leaped for the bed, concern written all over his face. Chili opened his eyes to look at his two visitors.

"Oh, hi, Pansear and Kazooie," he greeted, offering a slight smile. He was a little embarrassed to be seen in such a state, made obvious by his eyes darting around the room. "Sorry for running off and not letting you know where I went."

Re: 10/22

[iwannacheat]

"Hey, what happened?" The girl waved and approached Chili's bedside. She's not used to seeing people hospitalized and this place still made her really nervous.

Re: 10/22

[makesithot]

By then, Pansear had cuddled as close as he could to his trainer, burying his face into Chili's shirt. Chili continued to look ashamed of himself and his current state, leading one to believe that he must have either done something bad, or something stupid.

"Uhmm, about that," he began, fiddling idly with the bandage that peeked out from the neck of his T-shirt. "I kinda got in a fight! I don't know what else to say about it that you can't gather for yourself just by looking at me, but I sorta fell unconscious somehow. Long story, haha!"

Pansear looked up at Chili and gave him a scowl. This wasn't the sort of thing he wanted to hear.

Re: 10/22

[iwannacheat]

"I didn't know trainers were capable of fighting their own battles," Kazooie crosses her arms with a grin. "Oh wait, this just proves that you aren't."

Re: 10/22

[makesithot]

"Thanks," he replied lowly, his face dropping into a scowl that mirrored Pansear's. The Pokémon couldn't keep up his own face for long, and he opted to curl himself up in Chili's arm - as gently as he could, of course.

"I just did it because he challenged me to! I can't chicken out from a fight!" Pansear yelled at him after he said that, and Chili blinked at him. "I know, I could have brought you... but it was a one-on-one, and he challenged me!"