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⑤ - Action/Voice
[ When Mikado finally comes to, he realizes that he's no longer in that uncomfortable Malnosso cell, but rather sprawled out even more uncomfortably in the snow. It takes a few moments for it to register that he's finally out and in the familiar scenery of the town square.
Well, he's not sure how long he's been in the snow; his pajamas are soaked and he is freezing. He would have just shot up and quickly made his way home as fast as he could (oh god, how much have Masaomi and Frey and Celty worried?!), taken a warm bath then wrapped himself in blankets and gotten a proper sleep. Would have is the key word here.
He manages to get his upper body out of the snow but for some reason, his legs won't move. Oh no, was he out so long that he got frostbite?! What would happen if they had to amputate his legs? Would he be able to get prosthetic ones?! Did Luceti even have that technology? He tries to pull up his pant legs to see the extent of the damage, but his fingers are so numb he just fumbles.
Thank god there's a conveniently placed journal nearby, right? ]
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M-Masa...omi? Are you there? ...Frey-s-san, and Celt-t-ty-san, anyone?
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I'm, I'm by the f-fountain. I... can't move.
Well, he's not sure how long he's been in the snow; his pajamas are soaked and he is freezing. He would have just shot up and quickly made his way home as fast as he could (oh god, how much have Masaomi and Frey and Celty worried?!), taken a warm bath then wrapped himself in blankets and gotten a proper sleep. Would have is the key word here.
He manages to get his upper body out of the snow but for some reason, his legs won't move. Oh no, was he out so long that he got frostbite?! What would happen if they had to amputate his legs? Would he be able to get prosthetic ones?! Did Luceti even have that technology? He tries to pull up his pant legs to see the extent of the damage, but his fingers are so numb he just fumbles.
Thank god there's a conveniently placed journal nearby, right? ]
[ voice ]
M...
M-Masa...omi? Are you there? ...Frey-s-san, and Celt-t-ty-san, anyone?
...
I'm, I'm by the f-fountain. I... can't move.
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Though keeping Mikado away from people? Psh, that's just asking him to hermit like he always does. Nothing new.
He nods to the last question and just lets the doctor do his work. Ho hum. ]
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He's just going to label these tubes of blood he's collected, and glance up only after he's written the pertinent data on the chart.]
[To Frey:] Yes he can go back to the appartment after this, as long as someone stays with him at all times, and the number of visitors is kept to a bare minimun.
I would like to keep him here for a few hours for observation to make sure he's stable, but that ultimately is up to Mister Mikado.
[Watch away, Masaomi, Law doesn't much mind. The levels of paranoia in this room are at pretty normal levels, so he keeps going about his business.
Next step: continue passive rewarming. More blankets are needed (as well as some orange juice: the glucose levels aren't too bad but Mikado still needs fuel to burn to get warm). There should be some ones in the other room. The linens were recently laundered and autoclaved, so they should be fresh and still warm from the sterilizer.
... and he needs to get the portable x-ray machine as well.]
[To all:]
If you'll excuse me for one moment; I have to get these tests running. I'll be back in a moment with some more blankets and something for Mister Mikado to drink.
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And no need to worry, I'm sure Kida and I can take care of things for you if you need anything.
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...Yeah, I'm glad too. Thanks you guys.
[ Luceti is a pretty terrible place (of course his opinion went down after that kidnapping) but he has people like this. woohoo!! ]
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Don't mind him... he's just doing his job. Nothing to see back there.
He's totally not keeping an ear on the conversation, promise.]
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Ah, really? I'm not that heavy, if it's not too... [ trailing off here. Maybe he's asked for too much now.
Ah well, either way he plans on not leaving his room/the apartment until he can move by himself again. Things like this cause others too much trouble. Really. ]
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He'll be right with you.]
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[as for the other request.. she puts a hand to the chin of her helmet, and stares at the ground beside the bed for a moment... until the shadows form into a nice wheelchair shape. Completely black, of course, but she can't do much about the color.]
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..The wheels don't spin. He looks back at Celty] ...Celty-san.
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Um...
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[There's a puzzled sound. Brow is furrowing. Head is tilting. Where did that come from?
There's a curious glance at Celty from the doorway. You? Okay. Though they do have some wheelchairs around here. Law could've just signed you out one.
Ah well...
He's just going to come in pulling that portable X-ray with him, with some more blankets piled on top for ease of transport. Tucked underneath his arm is the chart, now with ten times more notes and printouts, and in the hand not pulling the X-ray is a carton of orange juice.]
... well. Uh. [Strange magical wheelchairs aside] Aside from some minor electrolyte imbalances, which should correct on its own, you're doing well, Mister Mikado.
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but anyway she'll just dissolve the chair for now, no need to have it get in the way of the doctor. Have fun with that though.]
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So would you recommend he stay or leave?
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[ When he hears Masaomi's question he glances over at him. Waitwaitdon'tleaveyethehastotalktoyouMasaomiit'sregardingyournonexistantsanity.... ! ]
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[Eyebrows climb a little higher, but otherwise there's no reaction. The time for gawking over magical wheelchairs is over apparently.]
As I said before, I would like him to stay a few hours for observation, but ultimately it's best he goes home. His immune system is depressed as it is, and people bring all sorts of conditions and infections here. It would do him no good to be exposed to something he didn't have to be.
[Sadly true. Hospital acquired infections are a major pain in the ass for any facility.
That orange juice and clipboard of notes and test results are placed on the bedside table, and then the extra blankets at the foot of the bed.
He's going to start setting up that portable X-ray.]
That said, I'm still going to do that X-ray as a precaution to make sure everything has been ruled out. It will take only five minutes. After that, the decision is up to you, Mister Mikado.
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[and the helmet turns towards Frey and Masaomi as well. You boys aren't abandoning him either right]
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