Doctor, doctor, gimme the news

[thepull_mods]

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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[pullsheavendown]

[He rolls his eyes, then shakes his head very lightly.]

That's what silence spells are for.

[lockandkeyblade]

Hey! [But that's the ticket. He's getting the feeling that Roxas is a little more relaxed.]

Don't sweat it too much. Just focus on getting better, instead of worry about everybody else.

[pullsheavendown]

[Whateverrrrr]

Yeah...speaking of that...

How bad is it out there? I know it's getting crowded here but I haven't even been out of my room.

[lockandkeyblade]

[He rubs the back of his neck, not so sure he wants to tell Roxas. Would sad news make him worse? He doesn't know. But he doesn't want to lie either.

And then... there's Namine. Has anyone even told him yet?]

[pullsheavendown]

[Roxas just watches and waits, his eyes tired and serious. He really wants to know. How many people are they in danger of losing?

How many have they lost already?]

[lockandkeyblade]

[Sora shakes his head.] It's not so good out there.

People are really sick. A whole lot of people.

[pullsheavendown]

[About what he expected, through the haze.]

I figured. Joe's the only one from our apartment who hasn't gotten sick. It hit me, Xion and Namine all at once.

[lockandkeyblade]

Joe's still okay. And Xion is too. She's here in the hospital now...

At least now you guys are really gonna get taken care of. They'll figure out a cure soon, I'm sure they will.

[pullsheavendown]

[He nods. It's good that Xion's here, if it means she'll get better. They'd said she'd need to be here as a patient, not just a visitor, and Roxas is okay with that if it means she won't worry so hard about him.]

Is Namine feeling better?

[lockandkeyblade]

[It feels like something squeezing his heart in his chest, and his eyes are starting to burn. He feels like he doesn't have the words for something like this. Like saying it loud makes it too real.

He just visibly sags, his hand coming to rest over his chest.]

I'm sorry...

[pullsheavendown]

[Roxas stares as Sora looks away, his eyes growing wider as the silence stretches out. It doesn't make it better when he does speak.]

What?

[lockandkeyblade]

It happened a couple days ago when you guys were still at the apartment.

[One of the hardest things to say. He's sorry he's the one who has to tell the other.]

Namine fell asleep. She didn't wake up the next morning.

[pullsheavendown]

[Roxas barely remembers the day before they brought him to the hospital. Everything was hot and painful, one big fever dream. But he can't believe...she wouldn't really...]

No. [He swallows hard. It hurts.]

No way!

[lockandkeyblade]

Xion- she tried everything. But there wasn't anything anybody could do...

[He thought maybe he could hold it together when he finally told Roxas, but hearing Roxas react now just brings it all back.]

[pullsheavendown]

No!

[He slams a fist into the mattress, expending a large amount of what little energy he has and nearly dislodging the IV needle from his arm.

He can't look at Sora. He can't look at anything; his eyes are squeezed shut, to hold back sudden hot tears.]

She can't be dead! She can't....she was...she wasn't fine, but she was hanging in there...

[lockandkeyblade]

[He flinches at the reaction, worried that extra burden will make his condition worse.]

Roxas...

[Tentatively, he reaches out to place a hand on Roxas' shoulder. It's both an attempt to comfort, and to settle the other down.]

I'm really sorry.

[pullsheavendown]

[Roxas shrugs the hand off hard, but that only sends him into a fit of violent coughing that lasts for several seconds.

By the time it subsides, it's as if all strength has left him, and he sags into the pillows.]

Why? [His voice is small, pleading. Maybe not even directed at Sora.] Why her and not me? Why am I still here if she can't be?

[lockandkeyblade]

[He knows that Roxas is just reacting badly, that the gesture is just an emotional reflex, even if it kind of hurts. It isn't until Roxas says something that really gets Sora's hackles up that his demeanor changes.]

Hey-- Don't even talk like that!

[pullsheavendown]

Shut up.

[He doesn't mean it, doesn't want Sora to stay quiet or go away and leave him even more alone, but all he can think of is how much this hurts and how it's so hard even to breathe now. He flattens his palm against his eyes and curls away. He just wants it to not be true.]

It's not right. We were both sick. If I could make it so should she.

[lockandkeyblade]

No-- If you're gonna keep thinking like that, you need to hear this.

[Roxas may have changed he'd said before, wishing instead that Namine could have still been alive. But hearing Roxas wonder why he didn't follow Namine is something he can't stand, can't leave alone.

Everything he'd said to the other in his sleep comes flooding out now that he's awake. It hits far too close to home to be levelheaded about it.]

Don't ever say that again. Because even if it wasn't fair Namine didn't make it, wondering why you didn't go too isn't fair to everybody you'd leave behind. Not even close!

[pullsheavendown]

[He doesn't want to hear any of it, doesn't want to do anything but push away the horrifying truth. Namine, his friend, his sort-of sister, one of this first people to show him kindness when he arrived in this world, is gone. He won't see her anymore, maybe never again. And he doesn't want to face it.

But he can no more hide from the knowledge than he can get up and run from this hospital bed. And he can't run from Sora's words.[

None of this is fair. Not any of it.

Not to her.

[lockandkeyblade]

I'm sad too. Really sad.

I wished I could'a helped her, or found a way to make her better. Or even gotten to be there with her near the end. There's so many things I wanted to tell her and never did. Things I wanted to show her, and stuff I wanted to do.

[It gets harder and harder the more he thinks about it.]

That's why you've gotta get better. I got meet you like I always wanted, right here in the Port. I learned about you, and who you were. I got to read your diary and go skateboarding and have coffee with you.

Even if it's really tough to get back here once we leave the port, I know I can find a way to see you guys again.

If something happened to you, if you got too sick... [Then Sora'd never see him again.] Well you just can't.

[pullsheavendown]

[He can't look at Sora at first, and is only willing to let him go on because he can't choke out any more words on his own.

But there's so much emotion in his voice, so much feeling, that Roxas stops hearing and starts listening.]

Sora...

[He knows Sora cares. He's done nothing but try to be closer ever since he arrived more than a year ago. Roxas has been the one who's held back, for the most part.

Silly then, that he can forget what it must be like for him, watching people get sick and slip away. Getting closer to losing the chance he's fought for all this time.]

I'm not going anywhere. [He swallows hard.] Okay? I won't die. I promise.

[lockandkeyblade]

You can feel sad she's gone. You can get angry, and miss her. You can sneeze on me and kick me out of the room, and even sleep as long as you want.

[And as if to solidify his Other's resolve, Sora holds up a pinky. This is a pretty serious thing, okay? So Roxas has to take seriously too.]

But you can't disappear.

[pullsheavendown]

[Roxas looks at the offered pinky for a long moment, as if hypnotized, before lifting a hand and hooking his own pinky through it.]

I won't.