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estoria2015-05-08 10:04 am
niceguypose) wrote in estoria2015-05-08 10:04 am
On Today's Brow-Raising Episode of Cerealia Hospital...
Who: Rock Lee and you!
When: The first few days of January
Where: A room in Cerealia's hospital
What: It's a hospital episode.
Rating/Warning: Probably nothing drastic beyond references to injuries and painkillers?
[Rock Lee had fought bravely during the night of Santa's spree of destruction. But he pushed himself far enough that there were repreccussions to be paid afterwards, in a hospital room. His right arm had been stabbed by a reindeer's antler, one leg was broken, and he pretty much amassed a variety of other injuries around his body- there's even some bandages on his face. Plus he'd opened some of his chakra gates, so that caused some of his injuries to be worsened.
It's essentially enough for him to have to be confined to a hospital room for a few days while still being able to force himself to try to do things.]
A.
[You might walk in just as Rock Lee is trying to slip out of bed. He can be on the floor, trying one-handed push-ups, or perhaps even making himself do sit-ups. He may alternately be trying to get the window open.]
B.
[Or you can find him when he's actually managing to stay in the bed. It looks like he may have been given some painkillers and is a bit giddy. Most likely, he'll be surfing the internet on the CereVice and finding things to giggle at.]
There are so many kittens...
C.
[Or you can find him in a drowsier state, trying to type out instructions for his martial arts students one-handed on the CereVice.]
I... hope that everyone was alright...
D.
[Wild card?! Just walk into his hospital room and see what happens!]
When: The first few days of January
Where: A room in Cerealia's hospital
What: It's a hospital episode.
Rating/Warning: Probably nothing drastic beyond references to injuries and painkillers?
[Rock Lee had fought bravely during the night of Santa's spree of destruction. But he pushed himself far enough that there were repreccussions to be paid afterwards, in a hospital room. His right arm had been stabbed by a reindeer's antler, one leg was broken, and he pretty much amassed a variety of other injuries around his body- there's even some bandages on his face. Plus he'd opened some of his chakra gates, so that caused some of his injuries to be worsened.
It's essentially enough for him to have to be confined to a hospital room for a few days while still being able to force himself to try to do things.]
A.
[You might walk in just as Rock Lee is trying to slip out of bed. He can be on the floor, trying one-handed push-ups, or perhaps even making himself do sit-ups. He may alternately be trying to get the window open.]
B.
[Or you can find him when he's actually managing to stay in the bed. It looks like he may have been given some painkillers and is a bit giddy. Most likely, he'll be surfing the internet on the CereVice and finding things to giggle at.]
There are so many kittens...
C.
[Or you can find him in a drowsier state, trying to type out instructions for his martial arts students one-handed on the CereVice.]
I... hope that everyone was alright...
D.
[Wild card?! Just walk into his hospital room and see what happens!]
Wildcard
So she felt compelled to visit him during his stay. Now Integra was still recovering from her own wounds, but that isn't enough to keep her on bedrest. You have her condolences, Lee.
In her hands, she carries a velvet bag containing... something. We'll get to that later.]
Good evening, Lee. I hope you've been recovering well.
[She really doesn't know how to do small talk. Help!]
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Ah, Integra-san! I'm pleased to see you. Yes, I am recovering very well... I believe that I will be ready to leave at any minute! [That might not be the doctor's opinion...]
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I would hope that is the case. [The words of a woman so obviously fooled!!] Do be careful, in any event. I heard you had sustained some rather nasty blows.
[Tell that to yourself, Integra. Sighing, she hands out the bag towards Lee.]
Here, I bought you a gift.
[Inside the wine bag, Lee will find a bottle of home brewed wassail. The liquid is a pale tan-ish colour, almost like beer. Don't worry though, she's left it unspiked.]
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[He smiles as he reaches for the bag and opens it, looking a bit confused at its contents.]
Ah... Is this... a type of alcohol?!
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[Goodness, no. Okay, maybe she's not so averse to serving alcohol to minors. But Lee has been drugged up as it is! Let's not mix booze into this equation...]
It's wassail, a mulled cider. [Meaning any alcohol has been boiled out by this point.] Save it for Twelfth Night and drink it warmed. They say it wards away malicious spirits.
[Okay, Lee probably doesn't even know what that means, but her heart is in the right place...]
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Wassail? I have never heard of it! But that sounds very delightful. I do wish to ward away such spirits! The only spirits that I like to entertain are my fighting spirit and the spirit of youth!!
In other words, Integra-san... [He looks over the bottle in his hands and smiles in delight.] I will treasure this present and save it for the twelfth night!
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In my world, wassail is used to commemorate Christmastide and the days following, known as Twelvetide. I'm sure you're partially familiar with Christmas already?
[Albeit, Integra's observation of Christmas isn't quite the same as the one celebrated throughout Cerealia.]
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[He raises a fist with a powerful sob.]
Please, Integra-san!! Please!! Please use cool words to inform me!