Doctor, doctor, gimme the news

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Who: Sick people and their well-wishers
When: May 13th-June 4th
Where: Hospitals and clinics all over the Port
Summary: A catch-all log for hospitalized people and their visitors all over the Port during the sickness plot. Everyone feel free to centralize your hospital visit threads here for convenience!
Warning: Please mark your threads if you'll need any.

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[Teito was giving him the benefit. He knows how being short can be misleading!

Even so.]

...Did you say seventeen or seventy?

[It's the fever - he had to of heard that wrong.]

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[It's amazing how he keeps finding the energy to scowl. Why is this so hard for people to get? He explains it over and over, yet hardly anyone ever gets it through their heads.]

Seventy. Seven-zero. Is that really so difficult to understand?

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When you're smaller than me, yeah.

[The flat look is ruined by a spectacular round of coughing, wherein he curls in on himself a bit, then pushes the blankets off himself once again, breath a bit weak and wheezing, eyes closed.]

'S... too hot in 'ere.

[icy_heavens]

[That gets a little growl out of him . . . but he can't keep it up upon witnessing that coughing fit. He's cranky, not heartless.] Always is.

[A huffy sigh, though it's not really at Teito. Moreso at the situation in general. But with his mind free of delerious worries for the time being, he can at least do something about all the heat.

[He looses his hold on his reiatsu a little, letting a pleasant chill settle through the air. Well. It's pleasant by his standards, anyway.]

Should suffice until the stupid nurses decide the cold isn't "healthy." [Yes, he's bitter about the nurses. He likes his room cold, okay? This is not unreasonable of him or impeding his recovery.]

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[He visibly relaxes at that and even goes so far as to kick off his socks before letting slip a sigh of contentment. Because this sudden chill, like someone had kicked on an icy fan, felt like sheer bliss to Teito's fevered mind.]

Ah... if they try it, I'll seal the door shut with zaiphon.

[A blink before he turns his head to give the other a considering look.]

So is that part of your power too? It's pretty useful.

[icy_heavens]

[You know? You're a lot more tolerable when you're not questioning his age or calling him small. Finally, someone else who appreciates the cold.]

[Small coughing fit before he's able to answer.] It's the natural manifestation of it, yes.

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[Those arguments take a lot of energy and he just doesn't have it in him. But yes, more people should appreciate the cold.]

So... what is it, exactly? Your power? Because it doesn't sound much like zaiphon.

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[Stupid people, worshipping summer. Hitsugaya knows better. Summer is hell.]

Spirit force. [It's totally a thorough explanation.]

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[Summer worshipper here! (Also a sick girl trying badly to hide her shivering. By Hell, does it have to be so cold in here?)]

I don't think he knows what that is.

[She turns to Teito.]

Hi! I'm Hinamori.

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If you mean something like life energy, then I think we call it 'mana'.

[He's learned proper court manners, if only recently, and so when the new guest arrives, he pushes up shakily to sitting, to not be rude when she introduces herself.]

It's nice to meet you, Miss Hinamori. I'm Teito. Are you the new nurse?

[She looks too young to be, but then, his roommate doesn't look old enough to be seventy either.]

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Close. [Since dead people don't have life energy, y'know.]

[Rolling his eyes at that assumption about Hinamori.] She's not a nurse.

[But then he takes note of her shivering, and sighs. Damn it. He's not going to go making her uncomfortable to make himself feel better. Some of the reiatsu he's used to chill the room retracts, leaving it at a temperature that should be tolerable for her, while not being unbearable for him or Teito.] Better?

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[Hinamori laughs.] I'm no nurse! I'm just a friend. Of Hitsugaya-kun's there.

[She smiles at Hitsugaya.] Yeah. Thanks.

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Ah.

[And that's quite the bit of energy expended, plus it got warm again. He's just going to flop back in the bed and heave a sigh. Too bad the cool air went away so quickly, but he wasn't going to complain if it was too much for her right then.

He does, however, cut a mildly reproachful glance over at her.]

You shouldn't be here. Whatever this is spreads easily. You're risking infection by coming to this place.

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Was already sick before I was admitted.

[Don't think he hasn't told her to go home for her own health. He doesn't want her to get any sicker . . . but he also likes having her around. She doesn't listen when people tell her things like this.] Don't waste your breath on trying to convince her otherwise.

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Don't worry about me; you're the ones that need to get better.

So what are you talking about spirit force for, anyway?

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He was explaining how he could lower the temperature in the room like that.

[A beat as he blinks slowly, then points to a chair because try or not, he can be stubborn too.]

...you should sit, at least. It doesn't do any good to make yourself sicker, you know.

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You need to get better too, stupid. [Just because he's in worse shape doesn't mean she should brush off her own health.]

[A glance at Teito, some of the annoyance fading back in.] And he was refusing to believe that I'm nearly seventy.

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[She finds a chair and sits, acquiescently.] Oh, that. Yeah, it's not that unusual where we're from. Although Hitsugaya-kun's better at it than most.

[She smiles.] It's hard for me to believe I'm already a hundred and twenty-five sometimes, too. A hundred twenty six in June. Although it doesn't quite count, since June here isn't June there.

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...

[He's just going to blink from one to the other, his dubious expression making it clear that he believes her even less. He's also neatly distracted from the earlier topic, now.]

Aren't you too pretty to be that old? I mean, delirium is one of the symptoms of this illness, right?

[That has to be it.]

[icy_heavens]

[He is side-eying you for that, Teito. What's up with you? Why are you calling her pretty? Does he have to keep an eye on you?]

Ever occur to you that we may not be human?

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We're shinigami. We age differently than humans. Some have lived to be thousands of years old.

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[Nope. They certainly don't act like Kor, and neither of them look like ghosts or angels so.... the only other option was human or warsfeil.

Besides, women that age are granny-ish. All seriously wrinkly, okay?]

...what's a shinigami?

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[Well they are ghosts, dummy. They just happen to still look like people.]

Death god. We protect -- [He has to stop for a deep breath after that word, because there's a ripple of nausea going through him. He manages to fight it off, though, and continue.] Protect the souls of the dead and ensure they get where they're supposed to go.

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[Hinamori glances up at Hitsugaya's pause.] To put it simply, we're already dead. We just keep on aging because—well, I don't really know why.

[She sneezes.]

We're not really supposed to be able to get sick, either. This is unusual for us. I didn't remember how frustrating it was...

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[Death gods that protect the soul? So they were like the Seven Ghosts after all, for all that they looked different. Not that he could say any such thing - Frau's secret was something he would protect with his life.

Even so... if that were the case, it's a reason to almost believe what they're saying.]

I... can't remember ever having been ill before either. Injured and recovering, but not sick. Here. [Pushing up slowly, he started trying to catch clumsily the extra blanket folded at the foot of the beds.]

If you're cold, you should use this.