genessia | 03 | Action & Text

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03 | Action & Text

Who: Airy & OPEN
Where: Genessia Hospital
When: March 29th - April 3rd
What: After these happenings. She's in the hospital for a few days before being allowed to head home and some text's to friends.
Warnings: Talks of Blood and injuries.

[Airy doesn't remember the first 12 hours in the hospital which saves her from at least twelve hours of boredom. She isn't good at staying put and thinking about her kidnapping makes her head spin and then hurt. She can't have caffeine or anything else she enjoys because of the medicine they have her taking and the steady stream of blood being pumped into her arm. Her ankle and shoulder are bandaged but the painkillers stop them from hurting.

The worst part about painkillers is that they make it to hard to focus on things like reading or writing but it isn't enough to just knock her out and make her sleep. She ends up playing a lot of candy crush on her phone; after sending a few somewhat awkward texts to those she knew.

Her stomach rumbles and she drops her phone onto her abdomen as if that might make the insistent feeling go away. Airy really likes eating, specifically breakfast, and while the food here isn't awful it isn't very good either. She misses real food and that fact alone makes her sad.]

Text; OPEN

I'm bored. Anyone interested in talking? Or telling me a story? Any distraction?

Private Text; Danny & Dave & Nathan

Thank you for saving me.

Private Text; Cas

Sorry... I have the candy and real, not spidery moving twinkies. Something came up... I don't know when I'll be able to stop by. I haven't forgotten though!

I'll see you soon okay?

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If you can get them here.

[It'd be cool to see.]

Strings sound cool. Like Bitter Sweet Symphony? [She has no idea when that song came out.]

Challenge fucking accepted.

[ how the fuck is he going to get his hands on a squiddle. why did he say that so confidently? he has no idea. ]

Possibly? [ what song is that. he'd probably know it if he was listening to it, he thinks. he can't be bothered to remember the names of songs. ] Like an actual symphony. A very clear leimotif that everyone would buy if your life had a soundtrack and use as their audition to fucking Julliard then dance to it at their wedding.

[ his thumb hovers over his phone, circling around like he's unsure if he wants to share what he thinks sounds close enough to what he's trying to describe or not. it's not really his style. he seems to decide against it at the last second, chickening out on sharing anything that doesn't have a heavy bass line. the song now playing has nothing to do with anything now. he didn't make it. snoop did. ]

[Airy just shakes her head, she hadn't meant it as a Challenge but she'll be excited to see what he comes up with.]

The song isn't an actual symphony, I don't think. [She needs to learn more about music now.]

Snoop dog? [She smiles remembering the song.] Ah, I remember my mom hated this song. It was sorta funny though, all the kids in school liked it. It was really popular.

[She doesn't have it on her phone.]

Didn't think so. But yours should be.

[ return of the tiny dave smirk. ] This song is the shit. What'd your mom hate on Snoop for?

[ he'll send it to her later, along with any other song he played. ]

My song should be a symphony? That sounds complicated...

[She likes his smirk, it suits him.]

Well swearing, content, and he's not a really nice guy in his songs.

[Her mom likes mommy things which aren't at all vulgar. Things like Cinderella movies and old movies with a lot of dancing.]

Complicated to play with a single instrument, sure.

[ there it goes. it's a fickle thing. ]

Wow. Your mom would not fucking like me.

[ swearing? check. content? check by way of inappropriate rambling. nice guy? he's kind of a prick sometimes but not check. 2/3. ]

[Airy laughs and then shakes her head.]

You don't know that. Though you might like her. I'm pretty sure she can do anything. She's a software engineer and works from home.

I'm not as smart as she is.

[She doesn't understand most of what her mom does.]

So I'm complicated? [Maybe this song metaphor wasn't a good idea because Airy isn't sure what Dave means.]

I'd probably like her. I haven't met a mom I haven't liked. [ or thought wasn't hot... ] That's neat. My mom's totally a scientist.

[ he shrugs. sinking a little bit lower into the chair, lounging in it. ]

What? No, like. I mean- [ how does he phrase this ] Harmonious.

Harmonious is a very pretty word.

[Airy looks just like her mom, only younger.]

A scientist? What sort of science did she specialize in?

Yep.

[ get it, airy? you're pretty. ]

I don't know. I only got one convo outta her after we met. All science? She got the science genes. Rose's mom was an astronomer, I think. Probably an astronomer. Let's go with that.

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[Airy doesn't get it and moves on. Her brows furrow in confusion.]

One conversation with your mom? Who's Rose?

[So far Dave's mentioned Jade and John to her but it's hard to keep track.]

Yeah. Well. Okay. She's not really my mom mom in the proper definition of mom. We're totally related but she didn't raise anyone or actually have kids or anything and we're the same fucking age because shenanigans so it's kind of messed up to call her that but she said it was fine. I only spoke to her for twenty-two minutes and thirteen seconds. The actual mom I've never met. [ muttering quietly to himself again ] Wow. That sounds depressing when it's said like that.

[ crosses his arms again, picking at the fabric on his sleeves ]

Rose is my sister. Twin. Sharer of all DNA slash good looks. You'd like her. She's the one with the prose-y talents.

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[It does sound depressing but Airy keeps smiling. She doesn't claim to understand time stuff.]

Rose is a pretty name. I bet she's awesome and really pretty. I didn't know you had a twin.

[She remembers them talking about that, and honestly she wishes she could met Rose. They'd totally be friends.]

You're basing her prettiness on how fucking gorgeous I am, aren't you? Damn right, I'm really pretty. I'd be a hot chick. [ did he just call his sister hot again? fuck. whatever. he'd bat his eyelashes if she could see him doing it. ]

Yep. Twin. Made at the same time using the same goop from the same people. [ by john?? it's easier to never try and explain his birth. ]

[Airy laughs.]

I was... I hope that's okay.

[Dave is the sort of weird that Airy can't completely understand but she doesn't hate it. It surprises her considering how much she'd try to be completely normal.]

Any more songs you want to listen too?

[She yawns but tries to ignore it.]

It's okay to call me and my relatives good looking. I am flattered and it's totally true.

[ he shifts in the chair again, turning sideways in it so he can dangle his legs over one of the arms and curl up somewhat. next song goes on, shuffle always something he has on. he looks over at the headphones then at airy. she's yawning. he decides it's fine to leave it. ]

I mean, I'm always down for listening to songs. I kind of want to listen to your whole fucking phone.

[Airy just laughs at Dave. It's really hard to tell if he has a large ego or if he's just kidding.

Another yawn shakes through her though she's trying hard to fight it. She doesn't want to sleep yet. The next song makes her smile.]

This one yours again?

[Since he said that most of them were.]

You can but you'll have to stop when my phone dies.

[Her phone is sitting on the table next to her bed. It doesn't have a password because Airy is far to trusting.]

[ daves ego is something everyone wonders about. he was half-joking. ]

Mm. No. This is John. I have a version of it that's me though. [ he reaches over to grab her phone, scroll through the music since she said he could. ]

I won't kill your phone. [ he's going to send music back and forth now that he has both of their phones ]

[Airy laughs, leaning back on her large fluffy pillows. She's still sitting up thanks to Dave rising her bed.]

It's okay if you do. It's android so I just need a mircoUSB to wall charger. I'm sure I can find something like that here.

[It's rather generic.]

John sounds cool.

[She's definately getting sleepy.]

[ he can take the cues that someone's drifting off. Karkat and him have passed out during enough movies that he doesn't really realize what he's doing when he does it. Like sitting up properly long enough to lower her bed back so it's comfortable and idly pull the blanket up, fixing it. tuck airy in because it ended up a habit. then he's back to lounging in the chair the same way he was a moment ago ]

He's a huge fucking nerd.

[ the coolest ]

[Airy is awake enough to watch as Dave tucks her in and helps position herself comfortably in bed. That’s nice of him. She wants to protest but she’s too tired and ends up mumbling something instead.]

That’s something they don’t tell you about people or in school…

[Her voice sounds sleepy, while the weight upon her eyelids forced her eyes closed.]

Nerds are the best people….

[One of her best friends is a nerd.]

Yeah. They're the best. They don't give a shit and like what they like then take care of everything with their leadership skills so all you have to do is aim and do what they say.

[ he glances over at her then looks back to the phones ]

You sleep okay when you sleep?

I'm not sleepy.

[Airy mumbles softly, her voice drifting as if she's already asleep.]

Okay, Airy McSnoozer. I believe you.

[ cuute. he's going to stick to the quieter instrumentals. plug in his phone at one point so the battery doesn't get murdered. he'd turn it off but if she's sleeping, he's not going to be able to handle the silence hospitals come with. ]

Just wondering if you're going to get all restless and fall off the bed or something. Should I set up a pillow fort to land in? Some doctor's going to come in if that happens all like SHIT SHE FLATLINED and you're just face-first on the floor in a pillow pile with every beeping attachment undone muttering that you're not even tired.

[Airy is very much asleep however she still responds to Dave in a sleep mumble.]

We can't.. fit the firetruck in the fort... it has to do around.

[She turns, her fingers rising to her lips as she curls into a small ball.]

It's dark..

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