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[ For once? Sascha is not up and about, invading bedrooms or getting kicked in the face even though it is early evening, the time of day he usually wakes up and rolls out of Bigby's room to start the night. Heck, he isn't even there; didn't return there when mornign started and didn't spend the day dozing away either.

No, Sascha's doing what he very rarely does: spend time alone. He's holed himself up in the office provided thanks to his personnel support augment, albeit not because he wants to. He's turned off all the lights and closed the door, even gone so far as to shut his communicator off. His UV sunglasses have been discarded on top of the desk while Sascha himself lies across the sole couch in the room, breathing slowly as he holds an arm across his head.

Why?

Because that's what you do when you have migraines inflicted by exposing yourself to artificial light. Normally he can stomach the painful throbbing and shrug it off in favour of meeting people and saying hi, soaking up the oh-so-coveted attention. But it's all hitting him hard now, eyes and head positively pounding as if they're being crushed in some sort of compactor. There's sharp, shooting pain all the way to the base of his skull.

It's rather unbearable, but that's the price he pays for deciding to walk about with lights on or during the day, or using his communicator: with his eyes permanently dilated as they are, any sort of light hurts.

So now he's just doing his best to wait out the worst of it, breathing slowly and deliberately and for once not harassing anyone else.

Which clearly means you should do that to him instead. ]

[Well, if you insist.

Honestly, her visit is actually motivated by mild concern, because it's not like him to vanish and Nami wonders if he's sulking over said late night face-kicking. Or, alternatively and worse, she actually did damage to him she wasn't aware of. Hmm.

So here she comes just to check on you.]

Sascha?

[Unfortunately, she does that by, uh. Turning on the light. Sorry. :D]

[ Oh god, why. Why. Sascha has literally no time to prepare for either the entrance or the light when they occur, leaving him to deal with the sudden burst of light that, while shielded by his arm? Still manages to burn and make him yell in pain when it happens, throwing himself off the couch and onto the floor as he grabs his face with both hands and covers his eyes, because wow now he's blind for real, thanks Nami. ]

[OMG I am the best captain-- she switches the lights off again immediately, but damage is done, I guess. Ugh.]

Sorry! [And she pitches that way quieter, because at a guess--] Migraine? I didn't know.

Uuuuguhhhnnnn..... [ Yep, that's the sound of absolute misery here. Sascha feels ill enough to vomit now, and he's officially gone blind: his retinas are completely burnt out and need to heal. ]

H...h-hi Nami...

Hi. [I swear I wasn't here to cause you more pain, dude :c She lets the door close behind her, which shuts out the rest of the minimal light. Not that it makes much of a difference now.]

You know, Simon can probably help. Have you been to see him?

No....I can't see anything now... [ whine whine, groan. Sascha's just could to stay huddled up on the floor here, voice muffled by it as he rubs the heels of his hands into his eyes. ]

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Give it time. [She thinks he's just being dramatic now. Normal natural light can't destroy your eyes, gosh.]

How long's this been going on?

[ When you're a normal person, sure. But when your eyes are permanently dilated? That's retinal damage right away :c ouch ]

Wh...what do you mean...?

[She'll learn. Then she'll feel worse. :D]

This migraine. You just got it today? Couple of hours? Or do you get them often?

[She's trying to work out if it's her fault, lmao]

O-oh, no, um.... [ Ow ow ow, give him a second. ]

I get them most e, every day? H-heh...

[Okay, good. She can just go back to being concerned instead of feeling concerned and guilty.]

Every day? [So. Given he's a vampire, she starts snagging a clue.]

Light sensitivity?

Uh-huh. [ The door's closed so that's good, and since the office lights are off when he rolls onto his side and faces where he can hear her voice, he'll pull his hands from over his eyes.

Even though he can't actually see anything anymore. His vision needs an hour or so to recover from that. ]

My eyes are always dilated...so any light at all hurts.

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[Right. She gets it. Also, ouch. Everything has light.]

You talked to Simon about it at all? There's gotta be something high-tech medicine can do to make it easier on you.

...can you see in the dark?

Yeah... I see perfect in the dark. [ Zero to low-light is when he sees best, actually. The lighter it is the harder it is for him to see, but he does it anyway...because otherwise he'd never see anyone. ]

I haven't talked to Simon though...

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[Nami sighs. But if he can see in the dark-- she sits down a little awkwardly on the nearest chair (she can't see) and smiles at him ruefully.]

I'm sorry I turned the lights on. I didn't know.

I'm gonna go get our resident doctor. You okay with that?

[ He'll turn to where he hears her, blinking wen though it does no good for the moment. He's surprised by her offer for help, because...well. He'll heal. No need to bother with him. His head will stop feeling like it's being bludgeoned eventually. ]

Oh...um. Okay.

[Even if she knew he'd heal, there's no reason to keep subjecting him to the same pain over and over. Sascha's surrounded by far too many people who need and enjoy light. It's not fair on him to get blindsided by others just going through their normal day.]

Be back soon. [She feels her way to the door, then pauses on a thought.] Hey, do vampires benefit from painkillers?

I don't know. [ He's going to rub a spot on his temple now, don't mind him. ]

I've never seen any take some before.

Worth a shot, then. [She can't see that anyway.]

I'm opening the door now. Brace yourself. [For the small bit of light she lets in as she lets herself out. Be right back with a doctor!

Just, ...uh. Lie there and be miserable? :D?]

[ HE PROBABLY WILL, THANKS. His head's pounding something awful by now, eyes watering and just. The moment she's gone he sinks back on the floor with an exhale of relief because he doesn't have to hide his discomfort and pain with her gone--and he's in a lot of it. ]

[And ta-da, the resident doctor is soon there, as promised, medkit in hand.]

Sascha? What's the matter?

[ Yaaay doctor♥ Except oww, doctor. That's light from outside and sound inside that Sascha isn't quite prepared to deal with, an unhappy sound escaping him as he cracks his eyes open...uselessly. He still can't see herp. ]

...Simone?

[ Simone, Simon. He was close. ]

[Nami slinks in behind Simon and finds her way to a seat again because she's NOSY. ...or actually concerned. That also works.

Carry on guys, she's just listening.]

[Simon knelt beside the young man, deciding to gently correct him once, then drop it if it kept up, since there were bigger problems going on right now.]

Yes- it's me, Simon. Can you tell me what's wrong?

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