❧ 011 ❧ Written, notepad

[dominateartimus]

I never expected to make a post on here with this medium, but I have no choice since I'm in the hospital.

I have no clue on how to navigate the network with this 'device', so I am requesting an update on the situation. Has the car been eliminated?

[Private to Nick Burkhardt]
I need you to drop by my room. [He lists the room number and hospital he's staying at.] I'll give you the key to my apartment since I can't leave and feed my cats. While you're there, can you bring me back the case I keep Conleth's identification tags in? I don't know if you still remember where I kept it.

That is if you're not too busy with work. If you are, I'll ask Savarna or you can pass on the message to him.

Comments

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[italktofish]

OH NO ARE YOU ALRIGHT CAN I GET ANYTHING FOR YOU

I THINK THEY GOT THE CAR YEAH BUT ARE YOU GONNA BE OKAY SHOULD I BRING A FRUIT BASKET OR FLOWERS OR SOMETHING TO CHEER YOU UP THEY'VE GOT SOME FLOWERS YOU CAN GET WITH A LITTLE FISH THAT SWIMS AROUND IN THE VASE FULL OF WATER WE COULD DO THAT I'M SURE THE FISH WOULD LIKE KEEPING YOU COMPANY

[Written]

[dominateartimus]

[...He really wasn't expecting to see a series of caps appear on his paper.]

As fine as someone can be after getting hit by a car and I don't need anything.

"You think?" [...He didn't mean to write that so he scratches it out. Taking care to make sure no one could make out the letters.] You weren't present when it was destroyed?

You don't need to bring me anything, I'll be fine.

[Text]

[italktofish]

[Arthur even types like he talks: loudly.]

YOU GOT HIT BY A CAR ARE YOU OKAY I MEAN I GUESS YOU'RE NOT OKAY IF YOU'RE IN THE HOSPITAL AND STUFF BUT SOME OF THE OTHERS WERE TALKING ABOUT THE TAKEDOWN SO WE'RE COOL AND ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE OKAY I CAN SWING BY AFTER I BRING THE KIDS HOME FROM SCHOOL WOULDN'T BE A PROBLEM I KNOW HOSPITAL FOOD KIND OF SUCKS I COULD BRING YOU SOME DONUTS

[Written]

[dominateartimus]

[At least there weren't many people on the network who typed in all caps. Now, he had to deal with this wall of text and figure out how respond to each subject.]

I'm better than some of the other people they brought in. I only sustained a head injury, a broken arm and a lot of bruises.

So, you were there when the car was finally taken down?

You're going to keep asking until I say "yes", aren't you?

[Written]

[italktofish]

ONLY A HEAD INJURY AND A BROKEN ARM AND BRUISES THAT'S STILL A LOT I SHOULD DEFINITELY BRING YOU A CARD AND BALLOONS

I WAS NEARBY I HAD BEEN DRIVING THE BUS AND TRYING TO GET IT OUT OF THE WAY HAD KIDS ON A SATURDAY FIELD TRIP HAD TO GET THEM TO SAFETY AND THEN GET THE BUS OUT OF THERE BUT IT WASN'T EASY

THAT IS EXACTLY MY PLAN YES SO WHAT DO YOU SAY I SHALL BRING SOME GET WELL OUTRAGEOUSNESS LIKE A BALLOON AND DONUTS AND THINGS

[dominateartimus]

I understand. Thank you for looking after them.

[After some reluctance, he jots down the hospital and his room number.] You don't have to bring anything.

[Although, he's not going to be surprised if Arthur does show up with all those things.]

[italktofish]

HEY I GOTTA TAKE CARE OF THOSE KIDS IT'S MY JOB AND THE HEROIC THING TO DO SO HANG ON SIT TIGHT I'LL BE THERE SOON.

[Arthur will end his responses there, and if you don't mind moving to action, Xander will probably hear Arthur coming down the hall before there's a knock on the door. Stealth is not Arthur's strong suit.]

[Action]

[dominateartimus]

[Xander doesn't respond back to Arthur's comment. He's used to waiting on people by this point, except he didn't have much else to do since he didn't want to try and figure out how to navigate the network through a piece of paper.

So, when Arthur arrives at his hospital door, he looks up from his notepad and rips off the page before burning it with his flame ability. Once he disposes off the ashes in the garbage, he calls out.]

...Come in.

[Action]

[italktofish]

[Arthur comes in, and he's got a cheerful handful of balloons and a card and a fruit basket, as well as a bag of donuts.]

How are you feeling, chum? I BROUGHT YOU SOMETHING!

Typed;

[knights_king]

We got the car. I don't know where it is, but it's definitely not tearing anything up.

Written

[dominateartimus]

That's good to hear. Thanks for the information.

Written

[knights_king]

Trust me, it's nothing. I guess you must be alright if you're already writing.

How bad is it?

Written

[dominateartimus]

Mostly.

Sustained a head injury, a broken arm and lots of bruises.

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[knights_king]

OK, that's a lot more big a deal than I thought it would be.

Does anyone here know any magic to heal?

Written

[dominateartimus]

I know a few people who can heal, but I'm not going to take them up on it. The nurses and doctors would get suspicious of my sudden disappearing injuries and probably want to study me on how I'm able to do that.

Written

[knights_king]

OK, I totally forgot that. The whole 'new world order' and monitoring everything worries me, too, but I haven't gotten hurt lately.

Written

[dominateartimus]

Count yourself lucky then.

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[buildyourworld]

Which wing and room number are you in?

[ He's coming to visit you ( also because he's in the hospital to follow up on his broken arm ). ]

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[dominateartimus]

[He'll list the wing and room number.] I guess I'll be seeing you soon then?

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[buildyourworld]

Yes, in 5 minutes or so.

[ He's not too far away from Xander's location but coming to the hospital for the follow up has been rather nerve wrecking because of his insecurity regarding his body's condition. Luckily, the hospital is so busy dealing with post crazy car crashes that he's spared their usually more thorough screening. He would've preferred to see Dr. Mordin but since the man is out of town, this is his only option.

He reaches Xander's room in a little over five, the wing slightly further than estimated. With a knock, he pushes open the door. ]

Hey, may I come in?

Action

[dominateartimus]

[It takes Xander a moment to dispose of the piece of paper he was writing on before answering the knock.]

...Come in.

[Just don't be too surprised by the several balloons that have been herded in to the corner of the room or fruit basket that sits on a night stand next to a bag of doughnuts and a card.]

Action

[buildyourworld]

[ Walking in, he immediately noticed the gifts and suddenly regrets not having the foresight to at least buy Xander a drink on the way. ]

Sorry, I didn't bring you anything.

[ However, Eugen's glad that he already has visitors. Taking the seat next to the bed, he smiles to his savior. ]

How are you? Feeling any better?

[dominateartimus]

That's all right. I don't want guests to bring in gifts.

[Despite Arthur insisting so much and eventually gave in after learning that the outrageous man wouldn't stop until he said yes. As far as appearances go, Xander's head is bandaged and his arm is in a cast with a sling, but there are several bruises scattered about, some of them hidden by the blankets.]

As well as someone can be during a situation like this. The pain has subsided for now.

[He gestures to the iv with his head before turning his attention back to Eugen.]

How's your arm?

[buildyourworld]

[ Whether it's a polite thing to say or if Xander really means it, he nods to acknowledge it. ]

I'm alright. It was a minor simple fracture. The doctor said I'm healing well. If nothing goes wrong, I should be able to take the cast out in another week or two. [ To be honest, he expected worse with how painful it was but he's glad that it isn't serious. Or perhaps it's only a case of him having shitty pain tolerance. Either way, it might gets in the way of work and he doesn't want that so he's thankful that it's as minor as it is. ]

How many people did you rescued to get this battered?

[ Taking a good look at him, Eugen frowns at the amount of injuries the man suffers. However, something bothers him while he observes the injuries on him. Ever since Xander rescued him, Eugen has been wondering if what he experienced was real or a product of pain-induced hallucination. ]

There's something I want to ask you, if you don't mind me... It's about... [ He lets the silence imply that it's Numbered in nature. ]

[dominateartimus]

That's good to hear.

[He smiles for a moment before it turns to a slightly pained one at the question. A chuckle slips past his lips.]

Several. I wasn't exactly kind to my body when I was rescuing people.

[Being reckless with his movements and grabbing people, exerting himself more than usual... At least he could deal with the pain for the most part.

His attention remains on Eugen when he starts to inquire about something. It wouldn't be unusual for the question to be about one of his abilities or something related to the network.]

...About what?