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smash_logs2010-12-17 12:54 am
punchvolcanoes) wrote in smash_logs2010-12-17 12:54 am
Entry tags:
- !open log,
- bulba/venusaur (pokemon),
- erika (pokemon),
- euphrosyne/espeon (pokemon),
- general guy (mario),
- gideon/dusknoir (pokemon),
- green (pokemon),
- kerosene/charizard (pokemon),
- knuckles (sonic the hedgehog),
- lyra (pokemon),
- marie/squirtle (pokemon),
- max (advance wars),
- milimili/banette (pokemon),
- misty (pokemon),
- nephenee (fire emblem),
- nyx/gengar (pokemon),
- red (pokemon),
- sasha/charizard (pokemon),
- slippy toad (starfox),
- sonny moe/snorlax (pokemon),
- spinny/spinarak (pokemon),
- ulki (fire emblem),
- vinnie/venusaur (pokemon)
Hospitals and Visits, Oh My!
Who: Sick animals and you
What: Hospital visits!
Where: FDC's Pokecenter
When: Anywhere between the 13th to the 21st!
Warnings: Guys being guys. Mons being mons.
For the next few days, everything was a blur for the both of them. Sasha felt sick to her stomach from everything, being unusually quiet apart from the small talks to the people online. But she was afraid no one would ever want to talk to her again after what happened. Guilty didn't even begin to scratch how she felt, especially after fights broke out in school that seemed to imply her attack was the catalyst. It felt terrible.
Most of her days, she spent watching the IV needles run down and drip, looking over at Vinnie but moving her head away before he could look at her and trying to replay the scenario and see what she could have done otherwise.
She could try to learn from this.
On the other hand, Vinnie had no regrets about his own actions. He was convinced that if he'd personally done anything different, pulled any punches, the results of that day would've been much, much worse. Inevitable as it was, it was the consequences that followed which weighed on him, as much as he tried not to show it.
His sister was tearing herself apart. His trainer was disgraced and his family worried sick. And he had disappointed anyone who might've been his friends. Somehow, he had to make it better. In comparison, his own grief felt irrelevant. Maybe even selfish.
It was probably why he was spending more and more time in his human form, even if it kept opening up his wounds. That way, he wouldn't have to be reminded of what he'd lost in Volgin's mutilation. Two leaves, amputated. It was enough to cripple him as a Venusaur.
Vinnie wanted out of this bed. To stop feeling nauseous and weak and get back into action as soon as possible. Maybe then he'd feel less helpless against everything.
[OOC- please post your date of the visit at the start of each log post 8Dc Also Char shows up after the 15th due to a gun shot to the tail. Green team is facing Red Team after that.]
What: Hospital visits!
Where: FDC's Pokecenter
When: Anywhere between the 13th to the 21st!
Warnings: Guys being guys. Mons being mons.
For the next few days, everything was a blur for the both of them. Sasha felt sick to her stomach from everything, being unusually quiet apart from the small talks to the people online. But she was afraid no one would ever want to talk to her again after what happened. Guilty didn't even begin to scratch how she felt, especially after fights broke out in school that seemed to imply her attack was the catalyst. It felt terrible.
Most of her days, she spent watching the IV needles run down and drip, looking over at Vinnie but moving her head away before he could look at her and trying to replay the scenario and see what she could have done otherwise.
She could try to learn from this.
On the other hand, Vinnie had no regrets about his own actions. He was convinced that if he'd personally done anything different, pulled any punches, the results of that day would've been much, much worse. Inevitable as it was, it was the consequences that followed which weighed on him, as much as he tried not to show it.
His sister was tearing herself apart. His trainer was disgraced and his family worried sick. And he had disappointed anyone who might've been his friends. Somehow, he had to make it better. In comparison, his own grief felt irrelevant. Maybe even selfish.
It was probably why he was spending more and more time in his human form, even if it kept opening up his wounds. That way, he wouldn't have to be reminded of what he'd lost in Volgin's mutilation. Two leaves, amputated. It was enough to cripple him as a Venusaur.
Vinnie wanted out of this bed. To stop feeling nauseous and weak and get back into action as soon as possible. Maybe then he'd feel less helpless against everything.
[OOC- please post your date of the visit at the start of each log post 8Dc Also Char shows up after the 15th due to a gun shot to the tail. Green team is facing Red Team after that.]
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"I've been the one taking care of him any of the times you decided to just pick up and leave, only to return later with your t--"
He cut himself off. If there was anything Genny prided himself on, it was his manners, and there were no manners to be found in drawing attention to an injured body part when the owner of said body part was still bedridden.
"... Of course, I'll take care of it!" He squeaked, "Believe it or not he actually hasn't been terrorizing me quite as much. I never thought I'd become attached to such a vicious creature, but there you have it."
He bit the inside of his cheek.
"Of course, I'm talking about the spider. Anyways... The care of such a monster is still quite an imposition. When should I expect you back."
It wasn't much of a question. It was very matter of fact, very clinical.
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It was kind of funny to think that Rasptin would behave for Genny. Or... sorta-kinda-behave, at least. Not maul him on sight or cover his stuff with webbing. Then again... he had been sharing a living space with with the guy for almost all his spidery little life. Maybe he'd just come to think the guy was part of his family. Or... colony. Tribe. Whatever Skulltulas had.
Truth be told, he had absolutely no idea when he'd be seeing Rasputin next. The Chansey helping Nurse Joy out had explained that they wanted to keep him until his flame was of a certain size, but Char had already forgotten what that was; needless to say, given his aversion to staying Centers, he was going to be trying to lumber on out of there way before that happened. For lack of a better answer, he raised a hand, extending three claws. Maybe it'd be a bit longer than that, but... well, he only had three claws per hand to begin with.
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But...
Genny settled instead upon nodding curtly, and crossing his arms.
"Well then. I shall expect you in a matter of days."
He turned smartly on his heel, walking quickly out of the door before stopping. He let his hand linger on the knob, looking straight forward but talking to Char.
"Recover quickly. It will do you no good at being at a disadvantage back at school."
And, he was gone.