hadriel_logs | I was on my way to heaven

Who: Hakkai and anyone who wants to see him?
What: Hakkai had to get the stuffing knocked out of him or he was going to shred people to ribbons. Now he's recovering...sorta
Where: Clinic
When: November 29
Warnings: TBA

[Hakkai wakes up with a soft groan and the feeling that he's been hit by no less than a thousand buses. In fact, he probably would have preferred to be hit by no less than a thousand buses than the reality of the whole thing which was--

What was it exactly?

There were voices at first, lapses in memory next, and then no memory at all of how he had come to wake up in the clinic bed with every inch of his cellular structure aching. This wasn't an unfamiliar feeling, but it wasn't exactly the most welcome either.

He finally turns his head to the side to look at his surroundings. His neck makes a soft pop from the stiffness from laying in bed for so long.

Hakkai had a sinking feeling that he had done something not so good. ~~Not that he was normally doing good things, but worse than normal.~~]

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( everyone's feeling a bit like they've been hit by a thousand buses, Kate thinks. she knows she is. even after being healed, after a few days to recover, she's still feeling more tired than usual.

which is probably why she's lying down on one of the free clinic beds during her break, when Hakkai's form stops being quite so still out of the corner of her eye. )

Afternoon.

( welcome back to the land of the living, figuratively speaking. )

[Hakkai's eyes land on Kate as soon as she speaks. He lets out a long breath through his mouth and he can feel longer canines through the air he lets out.

Oh great.]

Good afternoon.

How many apologies do I owe, exactly?

Dunno. ( it's the truth. she's not sure how many people he ran into before he ran into her. ) Glacius, at least.

( despite everything, she's not as badly off as she could have been, in terms of injuries. and that's enough. )

How much d'ya remember?

I'll make note of that.

[Hakkai moves his arm to rest the back of his hand onto his forehead. Yeah, that aches, too.]

Do you know that feeling you get when you wake up from a dream and you know that it was a nightmare, but you can't remember the details?

Aye. ( which means he doesn't. she sighs, pushes herself into a sitting position. )

You remember those monsters turning up?

Yes. The ones from the tears coming from out of nowhere...

People were calling them demons.

[As he said the word "demons", he was hyper aware of his claws and pointed ears.]

( she nods. that's the jist of it. )

Turns out they could possess people. Guessing one got a hold of you at some point.

( she doesn't know when, or which, really. never bothered to learn enough about them to differentiate. )

We needed to stop you from hurting anyone.

( other than the people who did stop him, anyway. everything she says, presented evenly, slowly. facts being recited.

it's easier that way, for her at least. to think of it as a report, an answer rather than a recount of events, of the panic that gripped her or the exhaustion that washed over her afterwards. )

[ 'We needed to stop you from hurting anyone'...

It's always been a plausible thing that he would need to "be stopped" after becoming a demon. He should have "been stopped" before that.

And as he has these thoughts, it starts becoming clearer on how he might have become possessed.

He's always been an emotional wreck. He doesn't know how to deal with things properly and he's still dealing, but it's harder without help.]

It looks like I owe you the first apology then.

( there were likely better ways to word that. more sensitive phrasing.

but it's too late now. Kate inhales, closes her eyes for a moment. it had been a difficult time, even before Hakkai had been possessed. one where she didn't sleep, or at least not enough. where the fighting and the clinic had both been a seemingly unending stream of tasks.

she almost shrugs the apology off, out of reflex, but stops herself. )

Sure. ( if it helps. and when did she stop being quite so fine with taking an apology? when did it move from an angry you better be to a it's nothing? how old had she been when that changed? Kate can't remember. )

Couldn't find your limiters. ( she tried, but after he was down... well, there was no time, even then. )

Edited (what's english idk) 2016-11-29 22:12 (UTC)

[It doesn't really help, but it's a start. He'd have to make it up to her in some way in the future. How? He had no idea, but enough stuff happens here to come up with something.

He just shakes his head at that.]

They'll turn up somewhere if...whatever possessed me didn't scatter them all over the cave.

If I can't find them...

[Then what? He's not about to start asking gods for favors again.]

I'll think of something.

[Hakkai sits up in spite of the pain everywhere. He feels like he deserves to feel it in a way, for letting this happen.]

So then...this is also me. What do you think?

( well. there's always her powers, although she's not sure how much she can do with his. Faith's always caused her trouble, those might not be that different.

they can cross that bridge if and when they come to it, because in spite of herself, Kate's lips quirk. a semi-smile. it's still Hakkai. that's the most important part, it's still someone she considers a friend. )

Seen scarier.

( yeah, even if she knows, far too well, that Creatures aren't all evil. that most of them are just wanting to live their lives-

well, that doesn't make them any less unsettling to look at. so he could look worse. )

After being here, there's no doubt.

[That actually brings him to smile. It's a little more awkward looking and not as seemingly warm as when he looks human, but it's still a Hakkai-smile.]

What is this clinic going to do with the both of us laying in the beds instead of at the front?

[His smile grows a bit more.]

( she's needed to laugh since Sam left. in that, Faith has helped. but so has that comment. )

Bruce'll have to stop painting the colosseum.

( okay, it's a useful project, but poking fun at it helps make things feel a little less like they're all screwed. but more seriously; ) Place ran before us. It'll run without us for a while.

Oh good. Then maybe people will stop mistaking me for a doctor. Hahaha...

[It hurts to laugh--a lot. But it does lift his spirits.]

And you can finally get some rest.

I rest enough. ( why does everyone think she doesn't rest enough? ~~because 3 hours sleep isn't enough even for a superhuman, you dope. and most of the time you barely get that.~~ )

You might have to look up the meaning of rest.

[But this is classic pot calling the kettle black considering that he was thinking of doing a bit of tidying up even in his condition.]

( of course he was. Kate just levels him a flat stare, because they've worked together long enough for her to know that he's being as hypocritical as she often is.

but, they'd go around in circles trying to get either of them to admit it. )

You still staying in that house?

( admittedly she hasn't dropped by in a while, but that-

well, the houses aren't small. and Kate's never been one to like empty space. moved into a studio apartment after Marc's death and never looked back.

all the space is just memories of the people who aren't there, for her. )

I was on my way to heaven

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