vocarrah: (remember remember never forget)
Ianchus Cepheos ([personal profile] vocarrah) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2018-08-15 10:40 pm

Visiting Hours, Party Hours

Who: Ianchus, anyone coming by the clinic.
What: Visitation, beratement, and/or patient gossip.
Where: The Clinic.
When: Early-ish August, after this and this.
Warnings: Injuries and stuff? Probably not much.



Nothing injured but my pride. That was a common phrase he'd heard among the explorer-mercenaries after any sort of slip-up, their fault or not. Ianchus' favorite version of that would be to say he had no pride, so he had nothing to hurt.

And yet, there seemed an odd little ache now, in addition to the massive ache that was his whole body (his wounds had been fixed, his ribs wrapped, his cuts stitched, and he was on the way to mending, at the very least).

It looked like he had some sort of pride after all, that could be wounded, small as it was. And Ianchus realized that, despite his idiosyncracies...that for the time being, he was tired of wounds.


He'd been quite surprised at how many people had responded to his half-incoherent messages--even to just check if he was alright after seeing all the other responses. He was...grateful. Incredibly grateful. Everyone was trying to survive here, and yet nobody seemed to want to watch others die, no matter how foolish.

Ianchus had managed to find spare twine, cloth, rope, and other similar objects around the clinic, and he'd whiled away the hours once he was awake by making Cephean sailors' good-luck charms; braiding several different kinds of materials together into a thick rope was not only relaxing (and would keep him from going stir-crazy in his bed), but it was the only way he could think of to repay the people he was grateful to. A little luck would certainly be useful, wouldn't it?

Thankfully he's well enough now to receive visitors. Are you a fellow patient? Have you come to check on him? Admonish him, perhaps? God, but he could really use the company.
puzzlingly: (♚ 48.)

im gonna say the... 8th-ish! (just for my own reference sorry)

[personal profile] puzzlingly 2018-08-15 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
For as much as Atem had tried to appear cheerful the couple of times he's visited Ianchus, he's not. Coming to the clinic to check up on him is not something that brings him any sort of glee (that's a lie, seeing him getting better does bring him hope, but it's hard to see it sometimes), the whole experience is a bitter reminder of what happened to him so long ago. Besides, trying to avoid the hours in which Law is in the clinic is not pleasant at all, but right now, he doesn't want to confront the pirate, it doesn't feel well just to ignore him either...

But this is not about himself, how many times does he have to tell himself that!?

Every single time, apparently.

He kicks every single negative thought to the depths of his mind when he crosses the threshold of the clinic and makes it to the cots area, then gives a little smile at Ianchus.


Hey.

How are you feeling? He'd ask, but he doesn't. He remembers doing a lot of lying when someone asked that, and being honest about how crappy he felt it didn't help either. The less uncomfortable he makes his new friend about it, the better, right? Oh but those braid-like things are new! What are those, buddy?

What are you doing?

He asks, curiosity all over his face as he takes a close chair and sits next to his bed, meanwhile Ianchus might notice he seems to be hiding something a little bulky inside his jacket.
puzzlingly: (♚ 206.)

[personal profile] puzzlingly 2018-08-16 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
Ianchus words are met with a bit puzzlement, which quickly is replaced by amazement.
Is what he's doing... for him?

For him...

A gift.

His first ever since he got there. A material one at any rate. The change on his face is gradual and very obvious as he takes a good look at the talisman as Ianchus works on it — the little details, the dedication Ianchus is puttin on it — his smile seems more and more genuine and warm. Strength and experience, huh... It's exactly what he needs.


I'm-- I'm fine. Actually... I brought you a little something.

He looks towards the general entrance of the room, just to see if there is anyone there that would frown upon this, no doctor in Hadriel probably would but still, it adds to the mystery. At last, he brings out a medium sized bottle from inside his jacket and shows it to Ianchus. It's more than obvious that it is not apple juice.

I thought you might be missing this a little.
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i'm sorry my dude

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[personal profile] wantsnudes 2018-08-15 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
It was by complete coincidence Yusuke had arrived at the clinic: Kate had asked him if he could make a start on the project of decorating it, so Yusuke decided to examine the building to have an idea of the scale and dimensions first. Perhaps like the previous building before its destruction, it would be a good idea to cover the outside with an expansive mural, but inside, something more subtle, that would please the eyes of patients without being overly intrusive...

Certainly, having a building as his canvas would have to be one of his most ambitious projects yet, so Yusuke is completely absorbed in thought when he wanders into the clinic. So much so that he initially doesn't notice Ianchus laid up in one of the beds. But as his eyes scope the room, he eventually stops to double take.

"C-Cepheos-san?!" He's startled, moving over to the foot of his bed. "What are you doing here? Have you been feeling unwell?"
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[personal profile] wantsnudes 2018-08-16 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
"You... were careless," Yusuke repeats, with the faint disbelief of one who knows they're being lied to. Or at the very least, being withheld from the whole truth. He doesn't move any closer, nor does he answer Ianchus's question.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

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circumitus: I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. (what did u just say u little bitch?)

[personal profile] circumitus 2018-08-15 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Even as a patient, Rey wouldn't be caught dead at the clinic. This is one of her least favorite places to be, despising the presence of medicine, sickness and injury and blood. She's used to it, and that's all the more reason to hate it.

At least she can say it lacks the certain aseptic qualities, though. No lingering smell of ailing bodies and disinfectants. No sounds of wails for help or beepings of heart monitors and the padding of many footsteps. No steril white walls and blinding, fluorescent lightings. The clinic is more of a small town practice than a hospital. It doesn't mean that Rey loathes being here any less.

Still she reminds herself of the network post the other week. Ianchus was not without any bodies to come to his aid, so she didn't take it upon herself to rush. Now that some time has passed, she figures she'd pay him a little visit and see if he intends to go sailing out to sea anytime soon. If so, then he's dumber than she already suspects him to be...

It's not that hard to find him; Ianchus is not a very discreet-looking guy. She checks to make sure if he's awake first before she approaches the end of his bed, arms folded over her chest and a narrowed look on her visage.

"Think you can spare one month not to get your ass handed to you?"

That's not how you say hello to an injured person, Rey.
circumitus: Short of having a shock collar on, you're gonna wanna hook up with people. (dunno what to tell you sport.)

[personal profile] circumitus 2018-08-16 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
By now, Rey has been called 'lady' by enough people that she doesn't bother to correct them. She just grimaces and bears with it. While Ianchus isn't the modest definition of refined, he has struck her as someone formal and from one of those worlds where talking like that is actually normal.

His question earns him a raised eyebrow and curious look, though.

"What, do they not have anything for you to take here? You'd think they would have some sort of painkillers. Vicodin or morphine, at least..."

Is she going to have to start bringing Carlisle's drug tea here, too? How do they even manage to get this place stocked?

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hot_mes: (brooding)

back like...the 5th idk

[personal profile] hot_mes 2018-08-16 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
While not the attending physician who treated Ianchus initially, Law is well aware that he's around. He checks in on him occasionally as per proper procedure, but so far hasn't engaged him in whatever is keeping him occupied in his bed. At least, when it's his turn to perform an examination, he can do it hands-off, checking on those busted ribs with his own methods.

"I can Scan from here," he assures, stretching out a hand. "No need to even hold still."
hot_mes: (what he said)

[personal profile] hot_mes 2018-08-17 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
He is in all his stupidly tall and gloomy glory, surrounding his patient with the Room in order to Scan and assure himself that the ribs are healing just fine. It's there and then gone, blipping out of existence silently.

"Well enough," he answers, though the look on his face doesn't exactly inspire cheerfulness. "What do you think, will you be up for joining us on board by the time we sail? It's still going to be at least another week."

He knows the injuries won't quite heal by then, but he wouldn't be the first sailor to decide it's good enough and soldier on through the twinges of pain.

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lil bit after the intro log...

[personal profile] proselytise 2018-08-18 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
It turns out that it's pretty easy to get back into the swing of things; everything here is close enough to the way it was before that it's not like starting a new job. Though on one trip through the clinic, Charles notices someone vaguely familiar. He doesn't look like he's waiting for help, which is a relief, but...

Just in case, he leans into the room, not sure how welcome visitors are. "Sorry to bother you-- is there anything you need?"
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[personal profile] proselytise 2018-08-19 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not really," he admits. There's always something to do, but usually by someone else. In a way, he feels like he's just along for the ride. That feels wrong, in its own way. "Why?" But he's already taking a step inside the room.

Maybe Ianchus just needs some company. If Charles had to admit it, that'd make two of them.

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[personal profile] abbatis 2018-08-18 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, Edgar had definitely noticed Ianchus' call for help on the network and.. well, he can't really say that he had been all that surprised. Their meeting at the party had been brief and Edgar couldn't exactly claim to know him personally, sure, but he certainly knew his kind of people. Back in the party the man had seemed to surround himself with beauty, lavishing different kinds of carnal pleasures while laughing at the proper and conservative. Hedonist to the core, with some masochistic tendencies.

So his network post had felt nothing but tragicomic. It hadn't been a long since they had heard news of his last death, which hadn't been all that pleasing sight.

But curiosity also sparked within his mind and Edgar decided to go and pay this poor soul a friendly hospital visit. Who knows? Maybe there would be some "leftovers" for him so to speak. Last time he certainly had been intoxicated enough not to tell when Edgar took a small taste out of him.

It's late when he arrives to the clinic. It's been a quite while since the last time he had been there so he moved with caution, looking out for mirrors or other unexpected reflective surfaces just to be sure. Silently, he approaches the bed assigned to Ianchus.

"Evening," he greets once he's standing by the bed, wearing an amused grin on his lips. "Looks like you're alive this time."
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[personal profile] abbatis 2018-08-19 11:59 am (UTC)(link)
"That's me. I'm glad you remembered!" He chirps cheerfully and carefully settles down to sit next to him on the bed, making sure not to touch him or cause him anymore discomfort. Luckily he's rather small built and light, so his weight shouldn't cause that much shift on the mattress.

Glad and surprised he might add. At the party Edgar had really gone far with dressing himself up, surrounding himself with flowers and glitter so that he'd look more like a forest nymph than a human. It was heavy contrast to how he appears usually, 'dull' and normal: a long-sleeved white shirt and dark pants. Nothing out of ordinary. So, in all honesty it definitely wouldn't have surprised him at all if Ianchus had thought him be a spirit or hallucination created by the... whatever he took that night.

"So, what did the doctors say? It all seemed pretty bad on the network."
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[personal profile] stealyoursoul 2018-08-19 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a certain fascination held in watching someone who has been injured for someone who almost can never be hurt. Leo's not ever precisely in the loop, but still, Ianchus is something of a friend, and he'd seen his posting on the network. So here he was, a monster with terrible bedside manners.

He stands over Ianchus' bed for a moment before he says anything. "Well, you're not dead. I suppose that's something." Truly, such a kind, caring Sunai Leo was. Really, he just has no idea how to show he gives a crap about people.
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[personal profile] stealyoursoul 2018-08-20 08:18 am (UTC)(link)
"For sinners, yes. You, on the other hand, have a soul too pure to take." Weird as that probably sounds to Ianchus. Most people tend to estimate the state of their soul wrong.

He pats Ianchus on the head for a moment before flopping down into a chair with little grace. It creaks ominously beneath him. Leo looks down with a moment of curiosity, wondering if it's going to collapse beneath him. He doesn't look like it, but he weighs more than a pair of baby elephants combined. Sunai are invulnerable by being so dense nothing penetrates their skin or can affect them.

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dedikated: (133)

HMMM

[personal profile] dedikated 2018-08-19 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
She comes by in the mornings, almost ritual in the way she prowls the clinic from bottom to top and back again, checking everything as well as the beds with patients.

"You up?" Is all the warning Ianchus gets before Kate pushes the door to the "ward" (a room hollowed out and filled with beds) open and walks in.

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tongueamok: (➣ that is all i have to say)

I'm sorry about him.

[personal profile] tongueamok 2018-08-20 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Carlisle might not be here to speak to Ianchus, but the moment he sets eyes on him as he passes his room, he speaks to him regardless.]

I know you. You're the one who insisted that unwise decisions and risks were exciting.

[His eyes flick up and down, the glow of them more evident from behind his glasses as he dips his head.]

I assume one of those 'unwise decisions' is why you are here.

\o/

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