magnetic_magpie: (Stubborness or Survival?)
Magneto ([personal profile] magnetic_magpie) wrote in [community profile] sirenspull_logs2012-06-22 12:14 pm
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Clinic Log

Who: [personal profile] magnetic_magpie, [profile] littlestbub, [personal profile] the_dead_pool2, [personal profile] doeswhathewants, maybe others
When: June 21st-July 7th
Where: Hidden room in the HoA basement
Summary: Jubes got hurt bad. Some people aren't happy with others.
Warnings: Medical stuff, yelling, probably not much

((Ok so here's what we're going to do. There's two threads - 21st-30th and 31st to the 7th. The first thread, Jubes is in a coma. So if you want to come bug Magneto or talk to a comatose Jubilee, use that. If you want to talk to her, she'll be coming out of it on the 30th - Mags will be ESPECIALLY protective that day, so short visits, but the second thread covers more visit time. K?))
thelittlestbub: (Crucified)

Late night 30th

[personal profile] thelittlestbub 2012-06-30 12:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[This isn't the first time she's heard him or someone else. It really isn't. But it's the first time she's managed to respond in any significant way.

She can feel her powers - burning, cascading, flaring - under her skin, and trying to escape, but something, not her, is holding them back. It makes her feel like her eyeballs are constipated.

Her eyes finally flutter open, and she can tell she isn't in a clinic. The Danger Room? Something is wrong, then. Very wrong. She remembers the fish.... and Deadpool.

Magneto's voice is soothing, as he reads and she recognizes the story and the part where he is in it.]

You don't hiss enough for Gollum...

[The words are weak, croaked, almost inaudible, but dammit she's determined to be awake.]
Edited 2012-06-30 12:12 (UTC)
thelittlestbub: (Crucified)

[personal profile] thelittlestbub 2012-07-03 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[She tries to laugh, but all she manages is a trembling smile. She can see him sitting there, through slitted eyes. Her body is responding, if slowly. And sometimes not in the manner she wishes. A reach for his hand becomes a spasm of her fingers.

Jubilee knows it's bad.]

How bad?

[And don't lie to me, because I've been through just as bad before.]
thelittlestbub: (Oh shi -)

[personal profile] thelittlestbub 2012-07-03 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[Her eyes flutter close and she tries to make them open. They don't want to obey, even if she's not going back to sleep very quickly.

It takes her a moment and her mouth moves oddly as she tries to frown.]

'Pool?
thelittlestbub: (Crucified)

[personal profile] thelittlestbub 2012-07-03 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[She lets him fuss for a while. Because he needs it. She knows it.]

Wh- [Pause, her mouth isn't working quite right.]Whe-When was the l-l-last time you slept?
thelittlestbub: (Hold me)

[personal profile] thelittlestbub 2012-07-03 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[She doesn't believe him. Nope. She knows how he is.]

Snuggles.

[And yes, that's an order.]
thelittlestbub: (Better than you)

[personal profile] thelittlestbub 2012-07-03 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[A lot of her tiny uncontrolled muscle movements relax once she's curled close to him. She still has her eyes closed.]

Declared dead?

[It's easier to use few words, less tiring. She just wants to know what she's left behind.]
thelittlestbub: (Ew)

[personal profile] thelittlestbub 2012-07-04 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
[She'll just snuggle in and listen as he talks about what she's missed. However, one thing she isn't clear on.]

Danger room?

[Had her powers gotten that out of control? Meaning, he is never ever EVAR allowed to go up against this thing, whatever it was.]
thelittlestbub: (Hold me)

[personal profile] thelittlestbub 2012-07-04 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
[She nods against his shoulder. Everything went according to protocols. Well, not everything. It wasn't supposed to be her in here.]

A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a... [She stops, unable to get the word out, and just too tired to fight. She's fighting to get all the information though.]

O-o-others h-h-hurt?

[She needed to know, and then she'd settle down and sleep. Promise.]
thelittlestbub: (Guy about a thing)

[personal profile] thelittlestbub 2012-07-04 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
[A soft jerky nod. Her fingers flicker in a movement again, but it's uncontrolled. Still, she manages to take his hand. What little strength she had is fading fast.]

Th-th-thank y-y-you.

[Because not enough people say it. She settles close to him and slowly fades to sleep.]