open log for sad pathetic orphaned teens

[gogoghostpowers]

Who: Danny and YOU!
When: October 22nd to 25th, roughly?
Where: Locke City University Hospital
What: Danny's just survived a mafia attack. His family....not so much.
Warnings: uhhh, more angst than I typically go for?


[Most of Danny's time since the attack has been spent in one of three ways: trying really hard not to completely freak out, numbly staring into the distance, and sleeping. The latter hasn't been going so well, though, because of nightmares, so he's mostly down to trying not to freak out (with very little success), and feeling too blank to freak out.

It's not a great way to exist, but he can't think of anything else to do in this hospital bed. He could connect to the network but...he's kind of scared to. He doesn't know what he'll find on there, and he isn't sure he wants to find out.

But as far as staring at a blank white wall and choking back tears goes, this isn't so bad.]

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[onecream_fivesugar]

[Robyn had no idea what to do. She had been standing about five feet to left of room Danny was in for nearly ten minutes now. She just stared at the door but was too nervous and afraid to walk in to see him.

She didn't know what to do or what to say to him. Was there anything she could say to make this better? She couldn't imagine anything would be able to do that.

She gulped and took a nervous step back.

Maybe there wasn't anything she could say to make this right, but she knew she couldn't do nothing at all. Danny wouldn't have left her alone if something like that had happened to her and she wasn't going to do that to him.

So she gathered her courage and took a few shaky steps toward the door and let herself in.]

...Danny?

Hey...

[She did it.]

[gogoghostpowers]

[Oh great. She caught him in one of the moments where he can't stop thinking about what happened, watching everything replay over and over again in his head on repeat. He's lucky in that at the very least, he's not outwardly crying, although he certainly feels like he is, so when the door swings open, Danny pulls up his knees and rests his forehead on them, hiding his face from view.

He doesn't even get a view of who walked into the room. He doesn't much care. Although he does recognize the voice as being Robyn's.]

I-I didn't--know they were letting in visitors.

[His voice is shaking and wavering even as he tries to keep it steady. He sounds choked up. (He is choked up.)]

[abhero]

[Emil heard the news, of course. He saw Karl's network post. He and Danny weren't exactly close, but they were friendly enough, so Emil feels like he should visit.

He has no idea what to actually say or do. He's always been bad at this, he feels most comfortable being a dumb distraction and it hardly seems appropriate right now.

No, he really has no idea how to deal with something so terrible, rather than just be there. It's one of the rare occasions where he actually knocks on the door, gingerly, before poking his head in.]

…hey.

[gogoghostpowers]

[Danny doesn't bother with the pleasantries of inviting him in. What's the use?]

Hey.

Haven't seen you in a while.

[italktofish]

[There are some things that manage to break through Arthur's general volume and good cheer. Hearing that a kid's in the hospital after his parents were killed by the mafia is one of those things. Arthur has wasted no time in trying to get over to that hospital to try to see if there's anything he can do. He's brought flowers, but he didn't have time to buy any, so it's an arrangement he took from a wedding reception at the Las Vegas chapel where he's been working as an ordained Elvis impersonator.

The knock on the door is just a little too loud, and Arthur doesn't really waste much time doing anything like waiting for an answer.]

Ahoy there, chum.

[At least he's not being as loud and exciteable as normal. That's something.

[gogoghostpowers]

Uh, hi there.

[It's really weird for someone as boisterous as Arthur typically is to show up not only with flowers, but also with volume control and some semblance of tact. It's kind of disturbing, not just to see, but also as an indicator of the gravity of the situation.]

I...I didn't think publicly numbered people would show.

[stopinthenameofawe]

[Melissa debated over whether or not she should go see Danny- she knows the kid, decently at least, but she's also aware that most of their interactions have been of the more intense variety and she's not sure her presence will be the most welcome.

But if nothing else, she owes it to both Robyn and Karl. Not to mention... god does she feel for the kid.

Melissa stops by the hospital, knocking quietly on the door so she doesn't surprise him, stepping into the room.] Hey, Danny...

[gogoghostpowers]

[He looks up, shifting his gaze from the end of his bed over to the corner of the room where Melissa passes through the doorway.]

Hey.

I bet you've already figured out all the details, huh? With the police force all working on the case and all.

[dragon_blossom]

[ It's later in his stay, and Marina's sure that Jasmine's okay-ish, and not sure about anyone else being really okay, but she manages to tie up her hair under a dark-haired wig and make her way to Locke City anyways. Hopefully that'll be enough - she's not as publicly known as some, and kind of innocuously normal with her blue hair hidden.

She's given Danny a lot of shit, and she feels a little awkward when she shows up and knocks on his door with just the most meaningless-feeling flowers ever in hand. ]

[gogoghostpowers]

[It takes him a moment to recognize who this is when she appears in the doorway. He looks visibly confused until he vaguely recalls all the arguments they've had. Not that that really explains why she's here now.]

Uh...hi.

[He says it cautiously. On the one hand, all their fighting seems so trivial compared to what just happened. But on the other hand, it's the only interaction he's had with her, so he can't fathom why she'd be here.]

[greenisthenewblack]

[It was a lot easier than she'd expected, once she put her mind to it. Slipping away from the handful of reporters and photographers who were still trying to hound her had become habit by now, but she still wouldn't be doing Danny any favors by visiting him publicly.

Someone would probably write some cockamamie story about how she was trying to coerce him to the dark side if she did that.

In terms of casing the hospital, finding the window to Danny's room, figuring out the best way in... well, it wasn't difficult, now that she knew how. After all, it was a hospital, not Fort Knox or wherever her other self liked to ply her trade.

Pulling it off was a little trickier. It was an hour or so after lights out when she finally shimmied the window to his room open and slipped inside. Wearing all black, of course.]

[gogoghostpowers]

[He may be traumatized, but that doesn't mean he isn't alert. He shifts in his bed when he hears the window open and spots someone climbing in. All black--whatever this is, it's probably no good.

Probably one of Albero's men come to finish what they'd started.

Danny's tired and doesn't want to deal with anything any more, and even if he could fight...the memory of those two mafia cronies' bodies is still fresh. He's not ready to fight back, not after that. So he can't do anything other than look surprised.]

What do you want?

[ghostly_heiress]

[It was weird to walk into the hospital and have no one recognize her. There were some stares, her hair was still too white,, but no one stopped her. A kid was hardly a threat. At least he wasn't hard to find. She'd been in the hospital enough to know where they'd probably stick him.]

[She didn't hesitate at the door. She was fairly sure that being alone was far from what he needed and...and maybe her presence would be good for him.]

[She hoped so.]

Danny?

[gogoghostpowers]

[Oh, god.

He didn't expect to see Danielle. He doesn't know why--with everything else, it just didn't cross his mind. So seeing someone now who was almost family to him but is in fact just another product of how twisted and messed up his life was...he feels horrified.

His past life was what caused the mafia to break in and kill his family. His past life was what caused this poor girl to turn into some warped literal clone of him.

It wasn't something he'd ever done or could have helped, but Danny regrets nothing more than his past life right now. He looks like he's about to cry.]

D-Dani--elle?

[buildyourworld]

[ While they are not exactly friends, they do get along fairly well over the network so even though he's still kinda pissed at him over what happened with Robyn, Eugen still makes the trip to visit. No one should suffer what the boy had... Eugen knows first hand just how painful it is to lose someone important, which is why even if he couldn't do much, he hopes his presence would reassure Danny that there are still people who cares for him.

He knocks on the door gently before letting himself in, quietly closing the door behind him. ] Don't hold yourself back. [ Placing the few copies of comic books on the bed stand, he takes the seat next to the bed. ] Cry.

[gogoghostpowers]

[He doesn't think he has it in him right now for more tears. All he's got left right now is a huge lump in his throat that makes it feel like he can't breathe, much less talk.

(Idly, he wonders if being in ghost form would solve that problem. Not that he'd test the theory out.)

Still, he tries to respond, even as he keeps his eyes trained on his lap. He can barely speak around the awful choking feeling.]

D-don't--

You didn't--you didn't even know them.

[scarlet_devil]

[She's not even sure why she showed up, it wasn't as if she knew Danny well, after all. But in the end, she decided to drop by the night after the funeral for Anthony, convinced more than ever that the Mafia needed to be dealt with. They kidnapped Robyn, tried to kill her Arthur, tried to kill her, making this all very personal.

Now, they're going after the family of Numbered...

Tonight, Emi had decided to visit by flying up to the window and climbing through the window...]

[gogoghostpowers]

[Emi's flight up to the window casts a stark shadow into Danny's hospital room. He whips his whole body around to the window so quickly, he traps himself in the blankets and nearly tosses himself out of the bed entirely.

Is this another attack? Here, of all places?]

Backdated to the 24th because I can

[drama8om8]

[ Hey. You know what people need after their entire family has been brutally murdered in front of them?

THE TAVIA SERKET CHEER-UP SQUAD, IS WHAT. Meaning Octavia knocks (eight times, obviously) at the door before sloooowly edging her head around it. ]

Whoooooooo waaaaaaaants cake?

[ TA-DAAAH. She flaps her way into the room, beaming and wielding a huge, expensive-looking cake that has had a giant number eighteen scraped off the frosting and replaced with a rather wobbly D.

An actual letter D. It's not a dick cake. I love that I legitimately have to make this clear. ]

[gogoghostpowers]

[He figured it was Octavia, but he wasn't expecting something so lavish as an enormous cake. (He doesn't know why--of course it was going to be lavish, it's Octavia.) He can't help but stare at it. And at her. Here in this hospital room.

Then he averts his eyes.]

Thanks.

[He makes no movement to actually get a piece of the cake. He hasn't had much of an appetite the past few days.]

[feastorfamine]

Amy doesn't arrive in the form of a visit herself. She doesn't even really know Danny, but rather, she knows of him and what he must be experiencing. Instead, a small tin of homemade cookies and a letter are dropped off at the hospital for him; the letter reads.

To Danny Fenton:

My name is Amy Dylandy. I can't remember if we've ever talked before, but I know we're both Numbered. I won't get hung up on things like saying I know what you're going through, but I lost my brother recently, so in a way we're similar. I want you to know that I wish you the best and that I'm sorry for your loss. If you want to talk, my number is included with this note.

Stay strong,
Amy Dylandy

[gogoghostpowers]

[A nurse brings him an extra something with his dinner that day--a tin of cookies and a letter attached. She explains to him that it's a gift from someone, that clearly someone still cares very very much about him even in the face of this tragedy.

Later that night, he takes the letter and reads it, and he can't help but feel hollow all the while. Even if she lost her brother, he doubts she understands what he's going through and what he's feeling, and even more than that, he doubts that talking will help anything. Everything seems useless, he feels powerless.

Danny folds the letter up and replaces it back on top of the tin at his bedside. He turns around the opposite direction and curls up to sleep, even if he knows he won't manage to.

(Days later, he'll think back to the letter and at least appreciate the meaning behind it, but for now it, like everything else, just seems to make things worse.)]

[flamberge]

[How the hell did this even end up happening? Of all the things the mob could have done, killing an entire family had to have been the least expected course of action. No wonder they'd done it. Karl lets out a heavy breath as he pulls out his phone to check for any further updates. Of course, calling in sick means that most of the papers about it are on his desk instead of in his phone. Plus, the guys in homicide are probably sick of him texting all the time.

With another sigh, the phone goes back into a pocket. He's been at the hospital for two days straight. Sick days, might as well use it, especially for something like this. That isn't to say he's been in Danny's room the whole time. Kid needs space. Karl's taken to sitting in either the cafeteria or waiting area when not with him. Leaving Danny alone entirely, however, was also a bad idea. Karl knows far too well how it feels to lose family at the hands of the mob, how it hurts and how maddening it is. What is needed most now is the support of friends.

One way to support someone is by making sure they don't starve to death. At around noon and armed with a plate of food, Karl knocks before stepping inside the room. The hospital has some pretty good grub (and maybe Karl paid extra to make sure Danny gets good stuff when he's not around, too).]

[gogoghostpowers]

[Danny hasn't been hungry since that night when the mafia broke into his home. Either his stomach gnaws on itself in fear over what turn his life is going to take now without his family, or he's too nauseated by his own violent reaction.

So when the hospital staff began to bring him food, he simply ignored it. When they caught on to that, they began sending in nurses who would watch him and force him to eat until his plate was clean--it was that, or IV, and they really didn't want to take measures that drastic when it was really unnecessary.

So when Karl enters with food, he doesn't really react, even though he hasn't eaten for quite a while now. He simply glances briefly at the man, then focuses on the far wall again.]

Hey.

[waltharius]

[ Walter has actually been holed up in the same hospital. Not surprising, considering what he just went through. And understandably, it's taken him awhile to visit. He's really not supposed to leave his room, but that isn't going to stop him. As soon as he feels well enough to walk around, he grabs a handful of (slightly wilty) flowers from the bouquet his parents brought and drags himself to Danny's room. It's not that far, but God, it feels like a monumental journey.

He shows up at the door, decked out in some ridiculously dopey cloud print pajamas. Because for some reason his parents brought them instead of something more sensible. Not that he can really complain, because he still has parents to embarrass him, even if things have been getting strained.

After pausing for a bit to collect his thoughts, he opens the door. And then realizes he should've probably knocked first. Oh well, too late. ]

Um. Danny? [ ... ] It's... me.

[gogoghostpowers]

[Danny doesn't much care about whether or not people knock before they enter. It's not like he's got anything to hide any more--and even the few things he does have to hide (his identity as Cure Phantom, although he's not sure how much the mafia knows about it now and whether they've leaked it all over the place by now) don't seem that important any more.]

Walter? Hey.

[At least one of them looks a lot better since the last time they met.]