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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[icy_heavens]

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.

[plum_that_snaps]

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

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

[cracked_container]

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.

[icy_heavens]

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.

[plum_that_snaps]

[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.

[cracked_container]

...

[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?

[plum_that_snaps]

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

[cracked_container]

[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?

[icy_heavens]

[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.

[plum_that_snaps]

[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...

[cracked_container]

[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.

[icy_heavens]

[He's trying his best not to worry her, though the fact that he's in the hospital probably doesn't help. And there's not exactly much he can do about that. But he'll keep his coughing to a minimum, if he can, and he'll especially avoid throwing up.]

At least it still makes sense for you, being human. [He and Hinamori know more about Frau than Teito realizes, though this whole Seven Ghosts business specifically has been kept from them.]

[plum_that_snaps]

[Hinamori nods.] Yeah, although nothing about this place makes much sense.

[She takes the blanket Teito offers and wraps it around her shoulders.] Thank you.

[cracked_container]

[He nods at her thanks, then falls back rather bonelessly to the bed with his own hacking coughing fit. Once it finally passes, he curls in on his side a little more and peeks at them through a cracked eye, clearly about to fall back asleep.]

At least I can understand that this place makes no sense, but I hope you both get better soon.