[semi-open] did u hear the joke about the dragon

[perfectstrike]

Who: perfectstrike & anyone who might have cause to try to call Peko to check up on her after the CERESTour!
When: just after the CERESTour into the next day (ic: 1/26-1/27)
Where: CERES Hospital
What: Peko got herself injured during the CERESTour and is patently confused as to why people keep visiting her.
Rating/Warning: Warning for blood and talk about injuries, but nothing gorey or gruesome.

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[Immediately following the tour, Mosley had kindly ushered group three to the hospital for their sustained injuries. Peko, having gotten herself hit with the sharp end of a not-so-virtual dragon's claw, had needed to be rushed to get several nasty-looking gashes cleaned and stitched, along with some smaller burns treated. Swords aren't much good against things that can fly and breathe fire, after all.

Some time later, she can be found in the wing tended to by human and humanoid doctors (no androids here, please), seated quietly in one of the beds with her eyes closed as if she's asleep. The heart rate monitor is beeping quietly and steadily, and there's an IV hooked to her right arm to replenish some of the fluid she'd lost from bleeding everywhere earlier. All in all, though, she looks fine! If the ripped and bloody sailor suit in the corner and the fresh white bandages covering her left bicep and peeking out from above the cut of her hospital gown over her chest are any indication. At least the gown is cute, with happy little robots printed in a pattern along the fabric. To promote organic healing, of course!

Before the Cerevice goes down, though, she'll be answering calls with voice and just generally trying to rest and recover in the hospital. She's fine, though, really--!]

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[niceguypose]

[Later that evening, Rock Lee clambers in through the nearest window.

A gigantic bouquet of flowers are in one hand, and many more are sticking out of his oversized backpack.]

Peko-san, have I found your room?!

[perfectstrike]

[Wh...what. Peko gives a bit of a start against her pillow as she makes a reflexive grab toward her sword. Of course its sitting beside her bed within easy reach, but the sudden movement sends a sharp shock of pain down her whole left side, leaving her grimacing up at him.]

Lee?

[She exhales a sigh and releases the grip on her sword, relaxing back against the pillow.]

Yes, this is my room. Were you here to visit someone?

[That is so many flowers. Maybe he needed to use her room to sneak past the doctors on his way to someone else's room? That makes sense.]

[niceguypose]

[He gives a sad smile as he finishes clambering into the room and approaches her bedside.]

That is true. I am here to visit a very dear friend of mine. Someone whom... it hurts to see in such a condition! Right now, her speedy and youthful recovery is one of my fondest dreams! If you wonder this person's name, I shall tell you!! It is...

[He rolls along the floor to her bedside, then he stands up proudly.]

Peko-san!!

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[perfectstrike]

[It's not too long after she's finally left alone in her hospital room that she picks up her Cerevice to call a certain yakuza heir. Nobody important, really.

As soon as he answers, she just asks,] How was the tour?

[S...traight to the point as always, Peko, good job.]

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[impheired]

[Kuzuryuu's still in the Research district, looking over the pictures he took down in the basement and waiting for the metro rail. Suddenly, an incoming call obscures the pictures entirely, making that more than a little difficult.]

[Huh. Why is Peko calling him? They'd agreed beforehand to meet up back home after their tours to discuss what they learned...if she's out, why is she calling instead of just coming home? Did something happen? Something that requires him to meet her elsewhere? She has to be out of her tour if she's able to call him...]

It just ended. Don't get me started now, it was a fucking disaster. [Peko will likely be relieved to find that, aside from sounding extremely irritated, Kuzuryuu seems to be fine. He doesn't sound hurt or anything.] But we can talk about that once I get back to the apartments. I'm heading there now. Or do you want me to meet you somewhere else instead?

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[perfectstrike]

I see.

[Yeah, he definitely doesn't sound hurt, and she exhales a soft breath of relief. Especially with what happened to her, she'd been hoping that he'd pick up and be fine.

Though there's a few seconds' pause while she tries to figure out how to answer that. Hm. Hmm.]

I... am sorry, I do not think I will be able to meet you at the apartments today. I'm fine, but... the doctor here at the hospital wants me to stay overnight for observation.

Jan 27

[unionjackoff]

[what the... why isn't his CereVice working? it must be a punishment. after he thinks about it, England supposes he is not that surprised. still, what a hassle! how is he supposed to let Prussia know that he's okay while he's in here?

after his head is bandaged up—he needed a couple stitches there—he gets up to wander the hallways and look for his teammates. he still has to stay in the hospital for a couple more days of observation, but he is given permission by the human doctors to move around that morning.

once he finds Peko's room, he stands outside the door and knocks. he will politely wait to be called in]

Are you awake? It's mister Kirkland.

[perfectstrike]

[Peko's a little annoyed that her Cerevice has stopped working, though there's not much she can do about it besides just sit there and try not to strain her stitches too much. It rather looks like she's meditating in a flower garden, actually, thanks to Rock Lee's efforts to bring her flowers.

At the voice from the door, she just opens her eyes and turns her head, blinking a bit before nodding.]

I am, yes. [Her eyes dart to the bandages around his head, and while she doesn't verbally think to invite him in, hopefully that she's talking to him is enough?] How are you feeling?

[unionjackoff]

[when she speaks, England takes that as an invitation, and he enters. huh, lots of flowers in here. miss Peko must have a lot of admirers!]

I'm fine. A little sore, but I'll manage. [England's in better shape than the girl, at least. he feels guilty, because he was unable to protect the teens. complete fail] What about you?

[beaconed]

[ Jaune is mostly wrapped in bandages around his arms and chest, and an extra one wrapped around his head because he sustained an additional injury when he panicked about the scary robot appearing on his Cerevice. Don't ask.

Unlike Lee, though, he didn't have the luxury of arranging flowers for the girl who has the hots for him, so he's carrying a single tulip that he "borrowed" from the staff room's vase. Technically, he's not even allowed to be moving around, but he manages to do so by dragging the IV pole with him.

Eventually after trying about fifty different rooms, he slowly drags his way inside the correct one, that being Peko's room. ]

Rise and shine...!

[perfectstrike]

[Oh look, it's the natural blond. Peko has to peek around some of Lee's extensive flowers to really see him to match the voice with the face, and then she relaxes back against the pillow again. With the Cerevice out of commission, it's not like she has much else to do.]

Arc.

[At least it doesn't sound like she's displeased to see him? That's her usual way of greeting people, last name only.]

Should you be walking around?

[And while she did see the tulip, even with Lee's flowers surrounding her, she'll still never automatically jump to the conclusion that they're for her...]

[candlecutterpikachu]

[ Mitsutada heard about the tours. A little relieved that he wasn't involved, though a good part of that was mixed with guilt that he wasn't there to protect those who did.

So Peko will get a text about mid-afternoon from a very concerned Team Mom. He has his hands full physically right now, but that doesn't mean he has no time to text. ]

Hey, it's Mitsutada. I heard.

Are you home right now?

[perfectstrike]

[Oh, it's the sword she spoke to at the ball! Peko's a little surprised to hear from him, though considering her current state, she doesn't have much else to do. She is texting one-handed, however, so it's a little slow before she sends a response.]

It is good to hear from you.
I am currently at the hospital. I was injured during the tour, but nothing serious.

[Nothing serious, she says, even though she's... at the hospital... alright, Peko.]

I am fine.

[icefallen]

[Rio takes very little time to seek out Peko in the hospital. A little bit before noon -- since who knows whether she's the type to sleep in or not, or whether they've got her drugged? -- she peers around the door, feeling her stomach drop at the familiar humming and bleeping of machines. While she ought to be thankful it's not her in that bed this time, that's little consolation when she's too busy slamming herself with the blame.

If she had just done what she was told...]

Pardon me for dropping in unannounced.

[She doesn't look very chipper, understandably. Figuring this might take a few minutes, assuming Peko wants to speak to her at all, she pulls up a chair tentatively.]

For lack of anything else to give, I thought... perhaps I'd help you kill a little time.

[perfectstrike]

[She's not the type to sleep in, fortunately, though she is on quite a few painkillers, mostly against her will. She's still coherent, but a little slow to react when the other girl comes in, blinking in almost comical confusion.]

It's fine.

[The usual response to things she isn't quite ready for, or doesn't know what else to really say to it. She tilts her head, then her expression clears as she nods, pushing herself up with a pained grimace to try to sit up a little straighter.]

If you would like... though if you have something better to do, please do not feel obligated.

[flaredo]

[ Yang had strongly protested against any sort of treatment beyond bandages; she'd heal quickly soon enough, but she still had to go home, get fussed over by the boyfriend and the sister, rest... and then she was off to visit Peko, lugging a plastic bag with her.

So don't mind the knock on the doorframe. ]

Special deliveeeery!

[perfectstrike]

Hm?

[More visitors... Peko only seems to be getting more and more confused with each successive visitor. Don't mind the veritable flower jungle that Lee left in his wake.]

Ah, Yang... please come in.

[And another present... what did she ever do to deserve this?? At least having it announced as a special delivery means she can't mistake it as something else this time.]

hope this is okay!!

[sewayaku]

[ does Zara know that Peko was in one of the tours and was hurt during? No. Or, at least, he didn't before now, but considering he works in the hospital as a nurse, it's only a matter of time before the news that she's been hospitalized reaches his long, fuzzy ears. As soon as he has a moment to spare, he's flitting down the long sterile corridor towards her room - not in a panic, but clearly concerned.

Fortunately, he catches her while she's free from any other nurses, but she does look to be sleeping for all the world when he pokes through the door. ]

... Miss Pekoyama? Are you awake?

[ if she's wondering what he's doing here, the scrubs are probably explanation enough. ]

always okay! paging dr skeens

[perfectstrike]

[Contrary to appearances, she is actually awake enough to hear the incoming footsteps. At the familiar voice, she immediately opens her eyes and blinks at him. She shouldn't be surprised to see him, really, and as soon as she notes the scrubs, she feels a little silly for being as surprised as she is.]

Skeens. Yes, I am.

[Obviously, since she's speaking. A beat, then she uses her uninjured hand to try to prop herself up a little higher on her pillows, grimacing as the motion tugs on the opposite side's stitches.]

I had not realized you were here.

[particularity]

[He'd come to the hospital against his better judgement-- not being able to see from one eye is disorienting, and he keeps almost running his shoulder or side into things. He's got a few bandages on him where he was grazed with bullets, but seems otherwise normal.

After all, you can't even tell he can't see from one eye unless he says--]

...Hm? [He slows passing a door, having to turn his head to glance inside and.]

Pekoyama?

[perfectstrike]

[Peko hasn't been paying much attention to the people walking by; for the most part, they have nothing to do with her, and right now, she'd almost rather sleep than do anything else. The sooner she can recover her energy, the sooner she can make her case to leave the hospital.]

Hinata?

[Since she wasn't looking to begin with, she misses the way he has to turn his head further to see into the room. Instead, she just winces as she tries to sit up, expression grow hardening as she notes his bandages.]

Are you alright?

1/27

[hamham]

[Knock knock Peko. You've got another visitor poking his head in and he's got some precious cargo with him for you. After hearing from Hinata that she was in the hospital he of course wanted to check up on her, and talking with Kuzuryuu convinced him to come in person. Hopefully she won't mind and hopefully visiting with at least San-D really will help.]

Good afternoon.

[Can he come in?]

[perfectstrike]

[Peko has to crane her neck a little to see who's at the door, thanks to the veritable jungle of flowers Rock Lee brought for her and put around her room. It's actually really pleasant, the smells of the flowers cutting back the usual sterile smell of the hospital.]

Ah, Tanaka... please come in.

[And Kuzuryuu's even here, too. Though he may be hidden behind the flowers.

At least by now, she seems a little more accustomed to people visiting her?]

[deontology]

[It takes another 24 hours for him to finally visit her in the hospital. He's since heard that that's where she is, but it wouldn't have done either of them much good for him to show up completely deaf and unable to hear.

But he's better now.

Just as irritated about the whole thing, but physically better, anyway.

He's quiet as he walks in, arms crossed behind him neatly, posture as straight as ever, and then--]

What is your status?

[you could be a little nicer about it, Sousei--but he thinks that speaking like this is easier for the both of them, and that she of all people will understand him.]

[perfectstrike]

[He is not wrong in that assessment, though they could have written stuff down. Welcome to the flower garden, though, Sousei... thanks to Rock Lee, there are more flowers than anyone should have ever thought appropriate for a hospital room.

And also Jaune. He brought one (1) flower he stole from the staff room, compared to Lee's dozens. But he did make an effort!]

Abe. I'm fine.

[She actually appreciates this as she struggles to push herself upright with one hand. It hurts like hell to move, since most movements tug at her stitches, but she isn't going to just lay there when she's being visited. The least she can do is sit up.]

It is difficult to use my left arm, but I can still fight if need be.