Peko "ヾ(。`Д´。)ノ彡☆" Pekoyama (
perfectstrike) wrote in
estoria2015-07-02 07:04 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
[semi-open] did u hear the joke about the dragon
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.
[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--!]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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.
[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--!]
no subject
The only thing that could make it better would be sunflower seeds but hamdad is saving those for later.
Gundam is just watching with an approving smile. Yes, good. That scary smile is gone and, while she looks far too serious for something like petting a hamster, this is an improvement!]
no subject
[Kuzuryuu just watches the two of them, crossing his legs and folding his arms with the smallest of smiles on his face. Look at you go, Peko. Touching something fuzzy without making it freak out. You did it.]
[But more importantly than that...Peko with friends?? He's just going to take a moment to appreciate that aspect of this exchange. Because it always warms his heart to see that.]
no subject
Peko can't quite help but let out a quiet noise of excitement though her teeth, a weird little grunt almost like the kind you'd expect a fighter to make right before lunging to attack... though instead of attacking, she just lets her fingers go up a little bit higher until she's running her fingers along all of San-D's back in careful, gentle pets.
She is in heaven. If only she could be distracted from the small fluff for just a second, seeing Kuzuryuu smiling would dial her mood right up to eleven.]
no subject
You're doing so well Peko. San-D is just slowly kind of flattening out in his hands a little, so relaxed and enjoying the pets so much.]
Be mindful of her ears and head.
[He's quiet when he tells her this, just giving her a little warning. Much better to just pet her back.]
no subject
[He doesn't do this though.]
[Even if you're both embarrassing as fuck.]
no subject
[Peko takes Gundam's command incredibly seriously, shifting her pets back to make sure she isn't anywhere near San-D's head. Hampancake... she is truly blessed this day, letting out another one of those weird Peko sounds as her hand starts to shake a little. This is so intense...
It's hard to see, but ever so slightly, the corners of her lips are starting to curve into a genuine, non-terrifying smile.]
no subject
Just think, Peko. After some practice, you'll be able to pet her while she's facing you. Especially with such a charming smile like that. Even if it is just the start of one, that is already a much better smile than your previous ones...
She's not the only hamster that wants attention though. At some point, Maga-Z poked his head out to watch the entire thing and he's feeling pretty neglected. That's okay though, it's just a matter of making his way down the breeder's scarf and jumping from there to the bed. An easy task one of the Devas.
Scampering up the sheet is another matter though, this takes a little work...]
no subject
[There we go. Now you're on the bed, be free little ham. Go do...whatever it was you were planning to do here.
no subject
She has two ham and one hand, this is not fair. How could this happen to her, Peko Pekoyama?! This is so distressing.]
no subject
You need Jum-P, the second bravest ham (when it comes to Peko Pekoyama), but he's still napping. Maybe the fat dragon peeking his head out will be enough to start rousing the sleeping Deva though. Give it a little time.]
no subject
[Wow, look at this scaredy-ham. What a weenie. Kuzuryuu scoops Maga-Z up from where the hamster was hiding behind his leg, letting the hamster sit in the palm of his hand. He starts stroking the hamster's back, similar to what Peko is doing to San-D, only with Maga-Z facing him head on. Since...for whatever reason the hamsters like him and don't think he's scary.]
[Will this calm you down, you little ween?]
no subject
It's so cute. The pictures from that strange festival could not come close to seeing it in person. She knew animals would like him.]
H-how is this...? [she asks Gundam as she keeps carefully petting San-D. Is her expression good? Is her touch too rough?? Give her advice, ham-master.]
no subject
Good. The way she is allowing herself to lay down shows that she is very relaxed and enjoys the attention she is receiving. She does not feel threatened or that there is any immediate danger to worry about.
You are doing very well, Pekoyama. [He wants to comment on how she seems to be a little less tense too, but he doesn't want to potentially make her tense again by doing so...]
no subject
[Nevertheless, Kuzuryuu scoops up the chubby little hamster and sets him on his thigh. He places Maga-Z down on the other one. Because he definitely cannot fit them both into one hand for pets. So he's gotta set them down first before moving on to that. What good cowardly fuzzballs you are. Yes.]
no subject
She's still not stopping her pets to San-D, even as she glances over to note the other two with Kuzuryuu. What must it be like, being able to hold them and move them as you please...? She's likely never going to be able to experience that for herself.]
T-thank you, [she murmurs in response to Gundam, though, a bit of a pleased flush coloring her cheeks as she keeps it up.]
no subject
And Peko please do not go to the hospital and get stitches every day. Please that'd be terrible. All you have to do to visit the hams is ask.
As far as handling them goes...yeah you're probably a ways off from that. But there's hope for you Peko! Don't give up on the idea that you can one day hopefully be able to hold at least San-D! But for now, live vicariously through the tiny yakuza heir. Same thing, right?
San-D, speaking of, has started dozing by now. Sooo comfortable and sooo relaxed and sooooo spoiled. How perfect is this? It's something Gundam can't help but smile a little over himself.]
...once the Devas have had their fill of this attention, it will be snack time.
[Which has at least Cham-P, the mightiest coward, perking up a little.]
Would you both like to take part in this vital ritual?
no subject
[He's sure it won't be anything like the great feast at the winter ball, but like he's going to say no to hamster snack time. It's stupidly cute to watch...]
[Though, of course he's going to play it off like he doesn't really care either way. Sure, it's whatever. He guesses he can help.]
no subject
W-would that be alright...?
[What if she can't control herself and they choke while eating... maybe she should sit this one out.]
no subject
I believe so, yes. Unlike a true meal, snack time is a small obstacle for you to overcome. It is also an excellent time to attempt to socialize yourself with the other two Devas, the excitement over the sunflower seeds being a comforting distraction to them.
[Kuzuryuu you can pretend like you're indifferent but Gundam knows better. You were way too invested in their hamfeast last time.]
no subject
...what about Jum-P?