A soldier will fight long and hard [OPEN]

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Characters: OPEN
Location: Horrorspital
Rating: PG?
Time: August 23rd-August 25th
Description: A place for all those injured from the mission and frog invasion to be healed
Note: Set up is complete!

Medics/Helpers:

Winry Rockbell
John Watson
Sakura Kinomoto
China
Aerith Gainsborough
Shibuya Yuuri
Miranda Lotto
Lacus Clyne
Naomi

Patients:

Nataku
Gaara
Joshua Kiryuu
Namine
Edward Elric
Kida
Mifune

This is simply a reference chart. You don't have to participate in the log if your name is listed, and if you think you should be added/taken out, please let me now in the ooc post. If you are confused please reference the previous visitation log here

The Clinic is a fairly large, several rooms with a number of beds partitioned by curtains your muses can open or close as they see fit.

Comments

[soulparadox.livejournal.com]

"Died protecting..." There was a slight pain in his chest. He was surprised by the physical reaction when he realized the reason why that person died. "I see. But it is still all right that he died. His wish was realized." The wish that that Weller wanted someone to live beyond his own life; the person who was saved must be happy to know that they were so important.

"I have no reason to deny your request." Much like when Kuroro asked Nataku to tell him when he was hungry. It had taken awhile since Kamui actually made him a few meals before he became hungry on his own. An odd feeling since he never had felt it before. But that was then. "Are you going to sleep now?"

[alphaspider]

“Perhaps you are right.” A small nod of acknowledgement. To die protecting someone important. Kuroro considered this despite his muzzy thoughts and recalled Pakunoda’s death. She had died protecting him despite his and the Spider’s rule to prioritize the welfare of the group before the leader. She had always been more sentimental than the rest of them; that was why she had joined him, after all. Still, the fact remained that her death had been unnecessary, could have been prevented if she and the others had known to follow his rules. Kuroro could have survived Kurapika’s attack without any of them, after all, and there was the rub.

Kuroro did regret her death, in the small ways that criminal like him could feel regret. She had been a significant and irreplaceable member of the Ryodan, and she had been his right hand, had been there from the beginning.

The Spider did not have to be crippled for his sake.

No doubt Pakunoda had been happy that her death had been for the preservation of the group in the end. Still unnecessary, but if she had been satisfied with it, then perhaps it should stop bothering him, too. It didn’t suit him, he thought wryly.

He nodded at Nataku’s question, restless now that the memories of three years ago had been brought up. Kuroro always did tend to mull and brood on conundrums. “I would like to, but if you want to talk further, I don’t mind.”

[soulparadox.livejournal.com]

"That person ... would they feel a warm feeling in their chest as that person did?" This question had a hollow sound to it as he was asking no one in particular this time around. He thought of how he had died in order to ensure that Karen would live. Karen. The Dragon of Heaven had called her name out many times during the battle and it was only now that he realized that it was hers.

Still, to have one's wish realized, to be the one that wish was for, it seemed like it would bring about a positive response. Turning back toward Kuroro, not realizing that he had been gazing toward the ceiling, he shook his head lightly. "You would like to sleep." Nataku repeated what it was that the other wanted, and that it automatically meant more than what it was that he did. This was not something that he was presented to do from someone else and carrying out their will. Furthermore, it was impolite to keep someone conscious if they would rather be unconscious.

He, at least, believed that he understood that much.

[alphaspider]

"It is more likely that the surviving party is all the sadder for it," he responded with a small smile, ones that don't reach his eyes. Still thinking about Pakunoda, all the waste that she had been just because she hadn't opted to use her head instead of what little heart the Ryodan's lifestyle afforded them. "Some might even be devastated. Tell me, Nataku, if your meister were to die trying to protect you, how would you feel?" Best to apply in a practical sense.

"I would like to sleep, but talking to you is pleasant enough to keep me awake," Kuroro murmured, still watching the boy for outward reactions.

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"Sadder? Devastated?" Nataku repeated the words, knowing the dictionary definitions but uncertain what it would be to feel something of that nature. He did not believe that he had the sort of imagination to believe that he could practically answer the question, but that was not true. It was what he had been wanting to avoid should Karen had somehow taken his place, should she have died when it was his wish to let her survive the battle. "It leaves a cold feeling."

A pause. "Despite the wish of those people to let that individual to live on, that individual feels a pain for having survived?" Spoken more like a question than a statement, but he continued with his thought process. "But it is a natural reaction to want to survive above all else. And yet." The clone was working himself into a paradox. The desire to survive which is taken away from those that want to die to ensure another's life.

Emotions really could override those such feelings, even though Nataku never believed that he ever possessed the will to continue on by his own wish rather than wishing to carry on the will of another. "I do not understand. But Tassadar has promised me that if the two of us are to fall in battle, we shall fall together. Neither of us would be forced to survive."

Nataku nodded absently to the statement. "Pleasant. I have never heard that word used in relation to me until I came to this city." And left it at that.

[alphaspider]

"It's not surviving that is painful, not entirely," he began, and then paused to arrange his thoughts better in his head. Consequences of thinking too fast and of too many things at the same time. And being emotionally distanced from many things. Ironic that he of all people was explaining this. "It's the loss that is painful. The process of losing someone highly valued, that is what makes surviving through their sacrifice leave a cold feeling in you, not because you didn't want to survive, but because you didn't want them to die." Surviving was usually a good thing, after all, except when people survived Kuroro. His victims were often not fit to carry on with life after he was through with them.

He smiled at that, mildly impressed. It was the warrior's way. Not something that Kuroro adhered to as a criminal and a practical one at that, but there was some respect to be given to it. "I suppose that's a very binding thing for a partnership."

Another grin, and Kuroro closed his eyes with a small yawn. "You're pretty good company."

[soulparadox.livejournal.com]

"I see." He understood that much, no longer horribly confused by the explanation. "The child that I was cloned after, would she feel cold to know that her father died for her sake? From what you said, I think she would be." Nataku, too, would too feel that same physical reaction should anything come to Kamui. And yet, he did not feel that way. He had been aware for a long time that he was the creation of the little girl and her father, but still thought of Kamui as his father. It was not something to question. It was simply how it was. The teenager was his father and he could not see him any other manner.

"I have said something odd." Mainly his response to what his creation was. "Please, do not pay it any mind." The chill had returned to his tone as he returned to guarding the child that his memories held, and offered very little in way that he wanted to explain what he had said. At the same time, if he was pressed, he had no reason to not answer.

"If I repeated the compliment to you, I do not believe it would mean the same." Nataku had a vague apologetic sound to his voice, replacing the cold of moments before. "Your company ends up confusing me, but it also leaves a warm feeling in my heart. I cannot say if it is a good or bad thing at this time."

[alphaspider]

So much information to dig into right there and Kuroro had no idea what to do with them. Then again, he always did just like to know things for the sake of knowing, so he filed it at the back of his head like many other things and contemplated Nataku’s next statements.

“It’s not very odd,” he finally said. “There are also some things similar to that in my world, but not so advanced. However, if you don’t like to share information because of someone else—“ Kamui. “Or if you don’t feel like it, I don’t mind dropping the subject.”

Muffled laughter into the pillow. “Being confused is not a bad thing as long as you become unconfused later on. If you have questions, you should ask. Otherwise, how will you find answers? Being warm is not a bad feeling at all, unless you have other reasons to not want to feel warm with me.”

[soulparadox.livejournal.com]

"We should drop the subject." Nataku said after a time. He was not sure what Kamui would think one way or the other, but he would not say something that may make his surrogate father unhappy. Information -- and the flow about that which was known in his world -- seemed to be best kept to those that Kamui seemed to trust, or those that already know. It was a confusing thing that he did not properly understand, but it was something that was wanted. So, it would be accepted and done to the best of his abilities.

He lightly shook his head once. "I have no reasons to not feel warm about you." A pause. "Some of the concepts and things that you talk about are not things that I can understand. You explain them and I have to muse on them for a time." Closing his eyes, he wondered how long it would take for him to understand. The concepts were simple enough -- a few days.

"I shall let you rest. I have a lot to think about."

[alphaspider]

To drop the subject, then. Kuroro obliged and moved on to the next subject, taking note of it for later questioning. A clone of a young girl, a father and a grandfather, Nataku was likely a lonely boy without knowing it.

“Then… if you have additional questions, you may wake me up to ask.” That much, he didn’t mind. Anyway, he wanted to see how Nataku would work their latest session in his head. “Good morning.” He took care not to jostle his shoulder, bringing the pillow over his face to block out the light. It wasn’t difficult to fall into a light sleep with the infection and exhaustion setting in.

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"I understand." A slight tip of his head. He did open his mouth to say that one should not say 'good morning' when they were going to go to sleep. However, the pillow was already over Kuroro's face as soon as he opened his mouth. His head gave a slight tilt, but he decided that it was all right.

He would rest until the weakness in his body left him, and allow Kuroro to sleep for as long as he like. His hands folded over his chest as he wondered about everything that the other had said.