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[experiencepoints]

Who: Everyone messed up by the dragon plot, and visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Blue Fish's clinic!
When: All throughout the Solrius dragon plot and through the space flight to the next destination.

[So several RPG characters, a dragon, and two messianic figures walk into a planet.

Everything is suffering and tears, there's a lot of dead people, there's no punchline. But, hey, for the survivors, the Blue Fish's clinic is treating wounds and generally being a decent place to rest and recover and pray you don't see a dragon again. And for those who weren't involved, there's enough people bedridden here that there may just be someone you want to visit.]

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[save_the_souls]

[A. Waking Up]

[ After the final showdown against Sorey and Mikleo, Allen was brought back to the clinic- unconscious and injured. While Lailah's healing and Stefan's blood helped some, his legs and feet were burned, he had several injuries from being punched and clawed up by something strong. Also there were some healing scratches from a Hellion Squirrel. Squirrels suck.

Still, for over two days he remained unconscious. He was in stable condition, but simply not awake. The curtains around his clinic bed stayed closed most of the time, but sometimes if you were to peek in? His skin would be rather gray in coloring. Pretty weird

But finally, after days of sleeping, he finally starts to stir awake. His skin turns back to normal as he gives a soft moan and starts to move. His hand reaches up to rub his forehead as he starts to open his eyes]

Nngh...I'm hungry...

[Yep. Sure is the first thing he thinks of upon regaining consciousness. Allen Walker, everyone]

[B. Clinic Stay]

[He's awake, but still has to spend some time in the clinic. Luckily injured legs means it's harder for him to make an escape out of the place - good thing since it'd be fruitless anyway, what with living just down the hall from this very clinic.

Still, it's not like he's great at bedrest. So you might find him diligently working on stacks of paperwork he has to catch up on, or making lists or basically any work to keep him busy. Otherwise, he's probably eating food. Lots and lots and lots of food.

What? Using Innocence is draining man.]

B

[experiencepoints]

[The occupant of the next bed over, still bandaged and looking generally fucked up, is watching Allen tear through yet another plate of food.]

... How?

[save_the_souls]

[NOM NOM NOM NOM-

Oh Nightingale said something. He swallows]

What?

[experiencepoints]

You have eaten at least twice your own weight.

Either that, or these painkillers are a lot stronger than I thought and I'm just really high.

Either way, how.

b!

[robitussin]

[she'll be hanging around the clinic basically until nightingale is well enough to leave, which means she has plenty of time to witness him eating... and eating... and eating. after a while, she can't help but speak up.]

You're going to make yourself sick.

["sorry about stealing your shuttle and leaving you stranded with a dragon" might have been a better place to start, but alas.]

[save_the_souls]

[He looks up, giving a smile as he swallows]

Ah, don't worry! I'll be fine!

[robitussin]

That is like the fifth plate of food in a row that I've watched you shovel in there. Either your stomach is a vacuous mass or you're about to blow chunks everywhere.

A

[geonomy]

[There's a reason the curtains were almost always drawn closed, at least from the second day and on. Clay wasn't there the first day, having spent all that time with the relief effort that had received more support than he thought it would. He'd stayed up all night, so by the second day, he was at Allen's bedside, sleeping in the chair and occasionally waking up just because of the uncomfortable position. He'd always glance at Allen then, just to see if he woke up, only to doze off again.

By the end of it he's more awake, reading a book that the clinic had provided. It's boring, but it's a way to take his mind off of things. Allen's condition, what Clay himself learned a few days ago, the conversation they'll have to have... not right now, of course. It's the worst time to tell Allen his fate, and he knows it.

He almost doesn't hear the words mumbled from Allen because of all that. But when the phrase registers, he widens his eyes, closes the book right up, and looks over at Allen, who's not only opening his eyes, but has human-looking skin now. All those horrid thoughts in his head are brushed away by the feeling of overwhelming happiness and relief, and he stands up from his chair to take one of Allen's hands, the other moving to hold his shoulder.]

Hey, you're awake!

[save_the_souls]

[Allen feels disoriented, his eyesight is still blurry from slowly up. The pain in his head is sure making him feel like the lights are just a bit too bright too. He has little clue what's going on or where he was, his head felt like it was full of cotton- painkillers maybe? The last thing he remembered was the dragon and-

But him trying to piece things together stops when he hears him and the view of his smiling face enters Allen's view. It's Clay...that's right. He had told himself he wanted to get back to Clay after everything was over. And here he is...

Allen can't help but smile a little. He's hungry, so much hurts and he's not sure what's going on...but Clay's here.]

Yeah...hey you.

[geonomy]

[The greeting gets that smile to widen a bit, and the hand on Allen's shoulder moves to the top of his head, gently stroking his hair without jostling him too much.]

Hey yourself.

[He leans down to kiss his forehead, then back again to regard him. He looks out of it, and that's to be expected. He just woke up, and he's definitely got a good dose of painkillers in his system.]

How're you feeling?

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[monolike]

[Sorey has been very diligent about bringing things to the clinic he thought Allen might like and leaving them quietly at his bedside while he's been sleeping, but figures he'll have to face the music at some point. It's not as if he doesn't want to talk to Allen; he does, and he wants to thank him (though that might make him angry), but it's just. Hard.

Sorey still makes sure to approach Allen's bedside at some point when he's alone (which isn't often, given his popularity) and quietly flicks the separation curtains to get his attention.] ...would you mind some company?

[save_the_souls]

[Honestly, Allen doesn't have the slightest clue of what to say to Sorey. Just thinking about him brought a storm of conflicting emotions. It wasn't easy to make sense of, especially while on painkillers.

Still, he knew this would probably be coming sooner or later. He finds himself steeling himself, and...]

Sorey, sure. [He'll gesture at the chair Clay's been using, though he stepped out for a bit] How are you feeling?

[monolike]

Ah, I'm all healed up. Now I'm just resting. [Sits.

Rubs his hands down his pants before gripping his knees. ...yeah he can't answer the obvious other question.]

Er- would it be in poor form if I thank you for everything?

A

[arcanepower]

[Belthazar is there right when Allen wakes up, not surrounded by food exactly, but with eyes full of hope and his small, pale hands cradling Allen's normal one.]

Allen! [Oh, he's so relieved. It's on his face, in the way his eyes become instantly wet and he tries to blink it away.]

Ah... hahah... you really are okay.

[save_the_souls]

[Allen is kinda out of it, and you know, a bit surprised to see Belthazar]

Belthazar...? Where am I-?

[arcanepower]

[Congrats, you've been upgraded to Revered reputation.]

You're on the Blue Fish. I came to visit you to see-- to see how things went. You've been unconscious for days.

[He sits up straighter.] You said you were hungry. I brought food! It's in the icebox, but I can warm it up for you.

B

[sansseraph]

[Guess who's coming towards Allen with a plate of roll cakes? This fire seraph right here.

Guess who's also going to keep it out of his reach, though.]

Hello, Allen. Have you been recovering well?

[Lailah had a breakdown earlier, but she's fine, now.]

[save_the_souls]

[Okay so he would've been happy to see Lailah no matter what.

But seeing her come in with a plate of roll cakes? Well that's just enough to make him sit up in bed with excitement. FOOD *^* ]

Lailah!

I'm doing well, how about you?

[sansseraph]

[She knows the way to an Exorcist's heart!

Lailah's glad to see him sit up. It's a good sign, especially with all the energy he's exuding. She can't help smiling as she sits down, still keeping the plate out of reach.]

I've been doing fine. I'm honestly looking forward to the next planet we reach. It'll be nice to explore a vast new world.

[Honestly, the seraph is pretty excited about it. It's something to help her stay positive. Now....]

By the way, before I give you these roll cakes I baked, I have a question for you. [Because they have a chance to actually talk about this stuff!] How...are you able to make your arm into a sword? Is that your power as an Exorcist?

B

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Welp. It sure had been a very eventful two weeks for Pinkie.

Still, can't rest TOO much when there's people to cheer up. So after a couple of days, there'll be a bright pink pony come bearing treats and a slightly weary but very sincere smile.]

Hey, Allen. How're you feeling?

[save_the_souls]

[Allen sits up when Pinkie comes into the room, giving her a warm smile]

Hello Pinkie!

I'm doing fine, how about you?

[spontaneouscombustion]

I'm doing okay. A little tired but okay.

[Not in the least bit because of the dragon thing. But she's hear to cheer HIM up, not weigh him down with all the STUFF that's gone on the past few weeks.]

Clay's been getting a LOT of supplies to help Solrius out, though, and a lot of the Savvy shops on Cirrusa are helping out too.

B

[stefanged]

[Sometime after he's checked up on everyone else, Stefan finally makes his way back towards Allen. If he were completely honest, Allen was his first priority during his unconscious state - and now that his bro's awake, he's dropped by every now and then with ma'amoul.

This time's no different: he brings out a basket filled with ma'amoul, chocolate chip cookies, and whatever baked goods he could cobble together on short notice. (Feeding someone with his appetite is no joke.)]

Hey. [He flops onto a nearby chair, gesturing towards that stack of paperwork.] What're you working on?

[save_the_souls]

[Allen was in the middle of jotting something down, but when Stefan approaches he looks up and smiles at him]

Oh hey Stefan!

[He'll finish writing his quick thought before putting down his pen]

Not much. Just thinking up ideas to improve things for next time.

[stefanged]

Next time? [Stefan helps himself to a cookie, leaning forward as if it'll help him better understand what Allen's thinking.] Like... the next time we have to fight?