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Airy Ja'Nel Miller ([personal profile] imaginationswoes) wrote in [community profile] genessia2016-04-06 01:10 am

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?

stairsbro: (blank; hoodie)

[personal profile] stairsbro 2016-05-30 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
Oh sweet. About time you got to ditch this popsicle stand.

[ he rubs one of his arms idly, shrugs ]

Eh. [ No. ] It was okay. [ He never sleeps right. ]
stairsbro: (blank; :|)

[personal profile] stairsbro 2016-05-31 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
Fucking stellar. The most okay. The best damn sleep anyone could have gotten. What anxiety inducing nightmares? I'm like a fucking baby lulled with a lullaby and only the softest of blankets, the soothing tones of a mobile playing twinkle twinkle little star ensuring only the softest of dreams. Hours of unfettered naptime that contain zero death. Hey, do you want coffee? I want some coffee. I'm going to go locate some for us, cool? Cool.

[ he pushes himself up to his feet, briefly stretching his arms over his head with a yawn then ducking out of the room on her before she could question him further. he keeps rambling on the way out. coffee coffee blah blah blah blah ]
Edited 2016-05-31 03:05 (UTC)
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[personal profile] stairsbro 2016-06-01 12:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he'll return once the bandages are good and changed, four cups of coffee in little tray in one hand and a fifth in the other. Coffee! the timing is perfect and he walks in right as the nurse would be walking out. there's a muttered joke about being tagged in the ring - switching the airy shifts. ]

Okay. I had no idea what you put in it so that one has milk, that's got sugar, that's got cream, and that's got all of it. And this one is pure bitter shit.
Edited 2016-06-01 12:04 (UTC)
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[personal profile] stairsbro 2016-06-02 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, damn. Is it time to go?

[ he doesn't finish asking if she needs help with that. he puts the cups down and moves closer to her, reaching over to hold the shirt in place so she doesn't have to struggle with it. he gently tugs it over her shoulders the rest of the way once she got her arms in. ]

What the fuck is the point of drinking coffee then?
stairsbro: secretboba (blank; whatevs)

[personal profile] stairsbro 2016-06-03 11:51 am (UTC)(link)
But if you want it to taste nothing like coffee, how is the coffee the delicious aspect of the coffee?

[ Dave is drinking the one with nothing in it- the straight up bitterness. Addiction is a powerful thing. ]

Mmhm. I can do the walking thing. [ as if he wasn't already planning on doing that. ]
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[personal profile] stairsbro 2016-06-04 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
So not coffee.

[ he looks down at her ankle ] Huh. I mean, I could like carry you home but- [ he snaps his fingers and points at her. ] Wait. I have an idea.

[ AND he is out of the room again. she can blink and he's gone. he comes back only a moment later, wheeling in a chair. forget crushes. he asked for a wheelchair they can borrow. ]

Get in the car, Airy. We're ditching this popsicle stand.
stairsbro: (blank; coffee)

[personal profile] stairsbro 2016-06-04 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he's finishing the rest of his cup in one go while she gets in the chair. since he grabbed five different cups, another is happening now. the one with just sugar. waste not. he gives them to her to hold. ]

I probably should warn you that I don't have a license.

[ but he's not going to zoom her off - because of the hot beverages. he definitely doesn't want anything spilling on her. he double checks that they didn't leave anything and starts at a reasonable pace when he starts pushing her along. ]

Buh-bye hospital. We're not coming back ever.