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Dorm Log: Scorching Summer Edition

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The poor guy's still recovering after those drugs hit him hard, so he needs to take it easy in his apartment for the most part. That doesn't mean he won't take a trip elsewhere! He'll make short jaunts to go get laundry done or take in some sunshine, or stop by his office for whatever reason if you happen to catch him there, so if you find him out and about, usually it's for a short period of time.

Running powerful computers in a small dorm wasn't the smartest thing to do in the heat of not-quite-summer, especially when you always dress as though you're about to run away to a snowy mountaintop. Cyrus needed to get out for a while, and what better place to go than Rhys's dorm?

Well, there were probably plenty of better places overall. But Rhys was one of the very small number of people that Cyrus didn't mind being around.

Rhys, in an attempt to not overheat in his own dorm, had set up a modest network of fans ready to run whenever the heat picked up. It was important to keep a place you were hiding out in so often cool and well-ventilated. In this, Rhys's dorm actually wasn't such a bad place to be if you had a tendency to overdress in the heat of summer while immersing yourself in the heatwaves of powerful computers. Cyrus caught him in the middle of making iced tea.

At this point, Rhys was so used to Cyrus that he wouldn't have even minded in the slightest if he walked right on in without so much as an invite or a knock. He called for him to come in.

Cyrus neatly closed the door behind him before speaking. "I see that you are in decent health."

Rhys smiled at what was always taken as a compliment to him, even though it was more of a positive statement. "Thank you! I do feel like I have a bit more spirit today. I love those days. They're my favorite."

Ideally, Rhys would have been in his office the first time Kiyotaka decided to drop in. But he was not Super High School Level Lucky, and so it took until the fourth attempt to meet with any success.

He was the kind of guy who prided himself on the great care he took of his body and rarely caught so much as a cold; aside from an annual physical examination, he never spent any time at all in infirmaries or hospitals - save for the quick once-over between being caught up in that fight in the city and the hours spent in the police station afterward. But since mid-May he'd noticed a persisting problem, and it was time to swallow his pride and accept that there might be something... wrong with him.

So here he was now, in the doorway to the nurse's office, relieved to find that the nurse was finally in. Hopefully a lot more stable than he was the last time he'd seen him.

"Good afternoon!" Time to just jump right into things. No point delaying a potential cure with idle chitchat... even if he was any good at that. "I need to know what can be done about persisting headaches!"

"Oh, good-" He never got his returned greeting out all the way, since Kiyotaka plowed right on into his business. Rhys didn't really mind, but it did catch him off-guard. Tucking in the last corner of the sheet on the cot he was making, the nurse turned around to better address his new patient.

"That doesn't sound fun. Do you know when they started?"

"I first noticed them just before final exams started..."

He tucked a fist under his chin, brow furrowed in concentration. What if they'd actually been going on for longer? Now that he thought about it, that was too long to put off getting a possible health issue checked out. Shame on him.

"At first I thought it was merely a combination of all the extra studying I was doing and a decrease in my sleeping hours! But the school year has ended, and they still come with alarming frequency... It is interfering with my ability to focus on any one task at a time."

The mere thought of that inadequacy brought frustrated tears to his eyes. Good grief. "Please! You must help me!!"

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Kiyotaka's visible plight evoked sympathy from the priest, and it showed in the way his eyebrows arched. "No need to fret there! Headaches, once the root of the problem is unearthed, are considerably easy to deal with. It sounds to me like it might have been due to stress for the most part, but if they're continuing even after you've removed the major stressors from your schedule..." He took a moment to ponder a few possibilities. "Can you think of anything else that triggers them or makes them worse?"

Well it wasn't like he wasn't constantly stressed out by something or another. Granted, he felt a lot more at ease during the summer than he did during the school year, especially in contrast to the annual teetering on the verge of a mental breakdown during finals.

He wasn't quite ready to dismiss them all as stress-related just yet, though.

"They are less frequent now than they were before summer began... They were nearly constant then. Now often come in the evenings while I am trying to study."

"Okay, so they come at predictable times, and while doing an activity that requires focus. Are you using proper lighting when you study?"

"Of course I am!! I make sure the lighting is as bright as can be!"

Ooh, someone was a little defensive about having their study habits questioned.

It almost looked as though the bold vociferousness of Kiyotaka's retort had actually blown the priest away a little. He looked back with popped eyes and did his best to settle back into a comfort zone.

"Oh, I wasn't doubting you! I just needed to make sure. Um, anyway, if your lighting situation is fine... Hmm." He lapsed into a train of thought. Then, he told him to wait a moment before turning away to go fetch a book, then returned with its pages open and handed it to Kiyotaka.

"Could you read this for me? Aloud or silently- whichever you choose is fine."

Just like reading at the front of the class. He held the book out, squinted ever-so-slightly, and subconsciously moved it away from his face as he read from the first paragraph he laid eyes on:

"Some Pokemon moves are classified as HM moves. These moves capitalize on a Pokemon's particular powers to allow you to access areas on the field you wouldn't be able to get to normally. You just need to have the right gym badge if you want to legally use a particular HM move..."

How was this supposed to figure out what was ailing him?

As the hall monitor read, Rhys observed with diligent attention. At the nearest opportunity, he clipped his reading session short with, "Very well! You may stop there." It was rude to interrupt, but he was onto something.

"Just as I suspected... Kiyotaka, have you been noticing any changes in your vision? For instance, when you sit down in class, how easy has it been for you to make out what's written on the board?"

"I can see the words on the board just fine." He closed the book, drumming his fingers against the cover. "However, the headaches affect me so much that I cannot read my own textbooks at times."

Wait a second. He could see where this line of questioning was going, and he didn't like it one bit. Time to do the mature thing and shoot it down at once.

"I take very good care of my eyes!! I treat my entire body with the utmost respect! So there can't be anything wrong with my vision!"

Ohhh no. He was under a serious misconception, thought Rhys, or just working up a fit of denial. Not that he could blame him, given the repercussions of the diagnosis he was on the trail of. He hated to be the bearer of bad news, but...

"That may not necessarily be true. You could win the healthiest nut award and still develop eyesight degeneration despite your best efforts to prevent them." He paused, weighing what he just said. "Of course, it goes without saying that taking care of your body certainly does prevent a lot of health issues, but this... is not one of them that can always be avoided."

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"No, I am... I'm certain things will be easier to read if I can just get rid of the headaches! Everything will return to normal!"

But he was in no position to make any medical decisions against the school nurse. He clutched desperately at the book, knuckles white.

"Glasses are surely expensive, so... I'll have to strengthen my vision through sheer determination! Yes, that's right!"

No, that was wrong. There was a line between being driven and being a dumbass and he knew he was hopping over it.

Rhys took a quiet but long breath to try and calm himself down. He needed to get Kiyotaka to calm down as well, because the poor guy was working himself into a knot here. He could easily imagine what kind of fears were sprouting up inside his head.

"I understand your concerns, and I certainly can't make you get glasses, but... wouldn't you rather eliminate this problem at the root? Rather than combating side-effects, I think it would be helpful for you to try looking into getting your eyes checked out." He offered him a mild smile. "As for expenses, you needn't worry too much. I can assure you that whatever your exact prescription happens to be, the glasses won't take a very big bite out of your coinpurse. It seems to me that you're farsighted, so all you might need are a pair of reading glasses."

For a split second Kiyotaka's body tensed up even more than ever, and he seemed completely prepared to continue protesting. But he allowed Rhys' words to sink in, and they were a little bit of a comfort... If for the wrong reasons.

He should get his eyes checked out. An official diagnoses was all he needed to prove Rhys' theory wrong, after all. Then he could relax and not worry about something so permanent. Maybe all he'd need after that would be a few painkillers.

"No... You are absolutely right! I'll make an appointment with a professional right away!" Even if it meant going out into the city... Ugh. At least the rash of violence had died down with the new law enforcement. "Then the issue can be resolved! Thank you for your recommendation!"

"I'm glad I could help!" replied Rhys happily. "And do keep me updated on your headache problem when it's convenient for you. I'd like to know how you're doing."

"I will keep you informed! Well, then, I'm off to make that appointment!"

A quick salute and he was outta there. Good thing he would find out his eyes were totally fine and wouldn't need any correction on that part!

(Except yeah he totally did.)

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