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.

Comments

[lockandkeyblade]

I've never met your dad before.

What's his name?

[motioned]

His name's Gilbert Nightray. He's a really good person. He brought me here and everything.

[lockandkeyblade]

Is he from your world or...?

[motioned]

No, we met while I was here. I don't have anyone related to me by blood or anything, but we're really close.

[lockandkeyblade]

Sounds like it. Think maybe I could meet em' one day?

He must be really good at keeping you out of trouble.

[motioned]

Sure! I bet he would like that.

Mhm. He's a really amazing person.

[lockandkeyblade]

Maybe if you've still got some by the end of your stay, you can bring him some of these gummies too.

How'd you guys meet?

[motioned]

Yeah. He's pretty sick, too, so I bet he'd appreciate it.

Oh, I moved into the house he lives in!

[lockandkeyblade]

He's sick too? How come he's not down here at the hospital?

[motioned]

[She sighs.]

He's really stubborn. I couldn't get him to listen to me.

But he's also really strong, so I know he'll be okay. [She hopes, at least.]

[lockandkeyblade]

Even if he's really strong! You should keep trying to get him here where they can really take care of him.

[He's sorry if this gets her to worry, but he'd rather her important person be safe here at the hospital.]

You never know when something might happen, or if they'll get worse all of a sudden!

[motioned]

I know, I do, but when I asked he wouldn't listen to—

[She stops, caught up in a coughing fit.]

[lockandkeyblade]

[Oh that's not good. Sora flails about worriedly, unsure of what to do.]

Ahiru! Are you okay?

[motioned]

[It continues for a few more moments, before she puts a hand on her throat and takes a few steadying breaths. She gives him a frail smile.]

S-Sorry. I'm fine.

[lockandkeyblade]

You're not fine.

Sorry... I really should'n't have gotten you all worked up.

[motioned]

No, I am, really! And even if I wasn't, it wouldn't be your fault.