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

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.

[makesitcool]

Both the gym leader and priest cast their focus to the stirring patient with full attention. Cress's eyes popped wide open and he squeezed his brother's hand tighter. "Chili," he urged. He wanted him to be the one to open his eyes.

[makesithot]

Without saying another word, Chili squinted at Cress weakly. It was so bright in the room to him that he couldn't bring himself to open both eyes, so he kept one shut as made sense of the hazy figure that was his brother.

He wanted to tell Cress to turn down the lights, but he couldn't figure out how to articulate that idea. It hadn't struck him that he was in the infirmary at the moment, nor that he'd been injured after a fight. Chili just knew that his body hurt, and his head was throbbing, and the light was way too bright. The good thing was that he seemed to be trying to focus on Cress to the best of his ability, although with some difficulty.

[makesitcool]

"Chili? How are you feeling?" he tried, inclining in a little closer. He didn't doubt he was in a world of pain, most likely. After all, he'd been stupid enough to get himself involved in a fight with someone he wasn't any match for over the stupidest of reasons. Cress tried to usher his more resentful feelings away and keep his regards for Chili's well-being up. It wasn't hard since he was worried about him even through the comprehension that he would be fine in the end. Cress was always a bit of a worrier when things got serious, but he became even more prone to fussing whenever the endangerment of his brother was in place ever since dealing with surreal events at Smash Academy.

[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?

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."

[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."

Re: 10/16; Late evening sometime

[vela_nova]

"What..." Soon, Blaze started to become more and more aware, and when he mentioned how he found her...

She sat up with a start. "Sonic...!" She immediately regretted it, though, as the pain in her head punished her and forced her to lie back down, grumbling. "How long have I been out...?"

Re: Oct. 15th, evening

[abirdinthebag]

"She needs someone to look at her leg," Banjo informed Rhys. He kept a firm grip on her, knowing that the moment he let go she would have bolted. When she stumbled, he caught her and helped her keep steady.

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.

i apologize for the sext icon i couldn't get anything else to work

[makesithot]

It wasn't so weird at the time, that Cress's voice sounded hazy and far away. It was as though his ears were stuffed with cotton. At least that would explain that pounding headache without having to resort to acknowledging that he'd got in a fight and lost...

But he did, and he remembered it. How did he get here? He couldn't recall. Chili wondered if Cress had carried him here on his own or something, or if he got help from Cilan, like he would have had to do. That could not be: Cilan wasn't here, so what happened...? The boy wanted to ask his brother that very question, but the words wouldn't form themselves.

So a moan that ended with a questioning intonation would have to do. Otherwise, Chili didn't seem to catch Cress's question - he was too out of it.

[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."

Re: Oct. 15th, evening

[gentlesaint]

"Then it will only take a second; I promise," Rhys assured her with a smile. He knelt down to check her legs for any visible signs of injury. Immediately he noticed a bright splash of streaked red: a scrape. For a scrape, it was raw and intense, but he couldn't spot anything else on her leg that warranted further review.

"Did you fall down?" he asked, trying to imagine a scenario that might wound her pride. It would have to have been an embarrassing fall.

Re: 10/16; Late evening sometime

[sicklypriest]

"Oh, careful, careful- I found you late last evening and took you in, and you woke up the next morning," he told her while holding up his hands as a sign to chill out. "So you were out all night." It was a great solace to him that Blaze didn't show any really obvious signs of brain damage. But her outburst of something like... 'Sonic' was peculiar, so he chose to question her on it. "And... 'Sonic'? What was that about?"

nothing about you works

[makesitcool]

Being unable to fish a legible response out of him, Cress resigned and accepted that he would need to wait. The whole notion that he had to wait bothered him; it meant that Chili needed more recovery, meaning he was in worse condition, meaning he could still be in danger... He rode a downward spiral of worry even though he had been reassured moments ago by the nurse.

With the hope that he might snap out of it soon still glowing inside him, he told his brother, "Cress is here, Chili. He won't leave your side." Emphasis on won't. He was serious.

[explosion_day]

"Well we gotta' work on that somethin' fierce, now don't we?"

Yes, Rick, you learn that Chili to punch like a man.

With your hands. That are clearly there.

ur gay

[makesithot]

After the lights dimmed enough for Chili to open his other eye, he lifted his right arm and placed the back of his hand against his brow, trying his hardest to focus on Cress. Where was he, anyway?

"Cress...?" he mumbled, comprehending his brother's promise, albeit a tad delayed. "Am I in the hospital?"

gay and fully functional

[sicklypriest]

HI RHYS DIMMED THE LIGHTS OVER THERE HOPE YOU DON'T MIND

[makesitcool]

(Yeah Rhys das coo.)

Oh, good. He was talking after all. Cress stood up straighter and told him, "You're close, but not exact. This is the infirmary. I heard you got mixed up in a fight." Was that a trace of displeasure you heard in his voice? Must be the wind.

[makesithot]

(god bles u rhys)

It was too soon for Chili to pick up on conversational subtleties like that. He looked around the room absently before focusing his attention back on Cress. "Yeah, I remember. I lost."

He sounds defeated, definitely.

[makesitcool]

The absence of smugness, determination, energy... anything close to the spirit Chili usually produced caused his augmenting annoyance to fizzle out prematurely. His posture sunk ever so slightly.

"Yes. So it seems. And now, you're here. ...Why did you go and do an outrageous thing like that?"

Re: Oct. 15th, evening

[iwannacheat]

"Y-yeah." Actually, she was dragged in the parking lot by the truant officer but this sounds less embarrassing.

[majorjealousy]

His brows furrowed.

"It feels like a fever. I run cold," he supplied again, but seemed unable to provide more. He coughed lightly, as if to punctuate his point.

"I have for a while."

Re: Oct. 15th, evening

[abirdinthebag]

Banjo didn't correct her. He was just relieved that for the moment she was cooperating. He worried so much about her, and it showed.