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

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

[He waves over Sasuke's eyes, testing it out.]

That might be a little too late for our date. Are you hungry?

[blindingrevenge.livejournal.com]

What, are you busy all of a sudden?

[It's more a sarcastic jibe than anything, but he shows no reaction to the waving hand. He can barely tell there's a fluctuation in light, with his eyes closed and the gauze around his head. His jaw lifts, though, because even if he can't see it- he can feel the sweep of the wind passed his face.]

I haven't eaten, no.

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

[He chuckles a bit and yeah, this is him settling down. That's enough answer for him.]

I just don't want you running away for now. Do you feel like eating anything in particular?

[blindingrevenge.livejournal.com]

[He's quiet for a moment- until he remembers exactly what he's been craving, and it hits him all at once.]

Soup. Tomato soup.

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

[Ping. He smiles gently and gives Sasuke's knee a light pat.]

I'll be back soon. Stay put.

[blindingrevenge.livejournal.com]

[Sasuke scowls impressively and refrains from the urge to sway Kaworu's hand away. But he relaxes once the guy is out of the room, exhaling with fatigue and tilting his head back. Though he can't be sure how long he might take, he lets himself a moment of weakness and lifts both hands to lay his palms over his covered eyes. How troublesome.]

...Tch.

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

[It takes thirty minutes before Kaworu's back with a plastic bag with two plastic containers with soup and two more with salad and some meat thrown in. Growing boys and all that.]

I'm back. Did you miss me?

[blindingrevenge.livejournal.com]

[S'cool, this one is probably starving. Either way, he shifts, pushes himself back into a seated position and crosses his legs. The scowl returns, if not just for posterity- but he can smell the soup, and his stomach growls.]

No.

key to Sasuke's heart?

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

[A chuckle and he's setting out the meal, placing Sasuke's share beside him, and all but forcing a spoon into his hand.]

Good enough. Be careful, it's hot. I got you some salad too.

as close as it gets xD

[blindingrevenge.livejournal.com]

[Despite his hunger, he doesn't act too eagerly or dive into eating. He might be rude, but he has manners, sometimes, and murmurs:]

Itadakimasu.

[He carefully sets the spoon down after Kaworu hands it to him- instead picking the bowl up, cradling it in his palms to lift the lip to his face to take an almost silent sip of the soup. His satisfaction with the flavour is almost immediate, and he hums.]

awesome.

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

[Kaworu watches for a while before smiling, pleased with his success before starting on his salad. Sasuke can have some of his soup, if he wanted more.]

Itadakimasu.

[Maybe he should bring the poor boy more tomatoes. That ought to mellow him out a little.]

[blindingrevenge.livejournal.com]

[Though not the best he's ever had, it's tasty enough, and his stomach is certainly satisfied. It's when he finishes the bowl almost embarrassingly quickly, and moves to set it down that he seems to pause for no apparent reason, struck with the memory of the last time he'd asked for seconds, thirds. They'd raced to eat as much as they could and ended up making themselves sick over it. Sasuke pulled his hand back, balled it into a loose fist and let it fall in his lap.]

Thank you.

[He finally said at length.]

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

[He glances up and that's something he doesn't see very often on Sasuke. His smile is warm and even without sight, Sasuke should be able to tell how much this simple meal together made Kaworu happy.]

You're welcome. Do you want more?

[blindingrevenge.livejournal.com]

[It's impossible to ignore, but Sasuke remains almost impassive to it. He's loathe to ask, if not only to exercise what little politeness he might have, but his face turns blindly towards Kaworu, just a little. He'd heard rumors that food was scarce right now, so he's not about to pass up on what is offered.]

If there is extra.

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

Trade your salad!

[He chuckles and presses the other container into Sasuke's hands as he made a fuss over snagging the other serving of salad. More for him, then and more for Sasuke and happier bellies all around. Healing took something out everyone when it happened, after all.]

[blindingrevenge.livejournal.com]

[He's not that hard to convince. He didn't really want the salad, anyway, and rather gratefully takes the container given to him. He's quiet as he sips the soup at a more sedate pace, this time.]

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

[He glanced and watched Sasuke eat at odd intervals and didn't bother hiding his smile. The boy looked calmer, more settled than before. Simple things brought people together, he idly thought, a grounding where a bird can rest without clipping wings.]

[blindingrevenge.livejournal.com]

[Once finished, he set the bowl aside, and finally spoke at length.]

I hope you learned your lesson.

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

Mm? [Confused and wondering what it is that he meant, it was probably easier to prompt him.]

What lesson is that?

[blindingrevenge.livejournal.com]

The stairs.

[He offered by way of explanation, though the derisive bite to his tone was unmistakable. He still can't believe he and Rock Lee did that. ... Alright, he can believe Rock Lee did it, but he'd hoped everyone else had a brain.]

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

Haha... so you found out about it. Yes, I did. I learned a lot from that.

[blindingrevenge.livejournal.com]

[This guy :|]

Uh huh.

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

No, really! Why don't you believe me?

[Here, have a pout.]

[blindingrevenge.livejournal.com]

You're saying you won't do something stupid like that again? Or suggest it?

[His disbelief is preeeettty obvious.]

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

I don't need to jump off the stairs anymore, and I would never suggest the method to anyone else.

[Have a small smile. It's the truth, regardless of whether or not Sasuke believed him.]