Visiting Hours

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WHO: Vivi and anyone else who wants to visit.
WHERE: St. Joan's Hospital in the City.
WHEN: From today [Sunday evening] through to at least the next few days, until they discharge him.
WARNINGS: Outrage and a very injured Vivi.
WHAT: Vivi is stuck in hospital for a while thanks to the weekend events. He is accepting visitors.
FORMAT: Your choice - para or quicklog is fine. Just remember to put the day/date you're visiting.


Vivi sat up in his bed, staring out the window. The message had gotten out and he was glad to be back - he just wished he was home rather than here. He was getting better, certainly, but he didn't like all the gaps in his memory.

He stared and tried to reassemble his fragmented memories of the weekend, though it wasn't going especially well. His thoughts kept drifting, wondering if he was getting any visitors today...

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Sunday

[lyingbrat.livejournal.com]

Lyra had arrived as soon as she could once she'd gotten the message. Hair disheveled and bags under her eyes, she darted into the room. She didn't like hospitals, especially since they tried to make her leave Pan outside, but it seemed she was having to visit them more often.

"Vivi, what-" and then she choked up. Too many questions, too many emotions, were flashing through her head at the moment. Lyra took a deep breath and tried again.

"Are you all right? What happened, who did this? I'll-" Lyra clenched her fists.

Sunday

[vivi-sorrow.livejournal.com]

Vivi managed a weak smile when he saw Lyra, though he winced in pain. He was very happy to see her, despite his pain. He took out the whiteboard and wrote on it, before showing it to Lyra. The writing movements were also painful for Vivi, but it was the only way he had to communicate.

MEN TOOK ME, HELD ME FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS. I REMEMBER ATTACKING THE PEOPLE AT WHERE I WAS TAKEN. THE LAST THING I REMEMBER IS A BIG MAN PUNCHING ME IN THE THROAT.

He pointed at his throat for emphasis; it was the most heavily bruised part of Vivi.

Re: Sunday

[lyingbrat.livejournal.com]

Lyra squeezed Vivi's hand, as several objects in the room started to tremble.

"Vivi, I'm sorry, and I swear- I swear, I'll find the people who did this to you."

Sunday

[vivi-sorrow.livejournal.com]

Vivi squeezed her hand back and wiped a tear from his uninjured eye with the other one. He gave Lyra a weak smile - anything else made him hurt and reached for the whiteboard again.

I'LL BE ABLE TO HELP WHEN THEY LET ME OUT. THE DOCTORS SAID I MIGHT BE HERE A WHILE.
I DO REMEMBER KILLING A FEW OF WHOEVER THEY WERE, THOUGH. MAYBE THAT'S WHY THEY WERE ROUGHER WITH ME THAN ANYONE ELSE THEY TOOK he wrote out in a careful hand on the board.

Re: Sunday

[lyingbrat.livejournal.com]

Lyra nodded, squeezing Vivi's hand again.

"There are people with healing powers- I can find one if you want." Lyra's mind is racing now.

"Vivi. Did the doctors tell you who left you here?" Lyra reminded herself to talk to Vic Sage later. After she'd made sure Vivi was all right. After she'd managed to calm down.

Re: Sunday

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Viv shook his head and cleaned the whiteboard again.

THEY DON'T KNOW. A VAN DROVE UP, THREW ME OUT AND DROVE OFF AGAIN.

DR. MORDIN SOLUS SPOKE TO ME OVER THE COMMUNICATOR - HE SAID HE WAS GOING TO COME IN AND CHECK ME OVER, MAYBE HELP ME HEAL FASTER. I'LL LET YOU KNOW IF I NEED ANOTHER ONE.

I WASN'T THE ONLY PERSON WHO WAS TAKEN.

It took him a little while to write out everything and he was suppressing how much the movement hurt, but he finished in the end.

Sunday evening

[heal-or-execute.livejournal.com]

A child kidnapped, brutalized, left injured. Unacceptable. Also mysterious. Clearly part of a trend. Why kidnap so many, only to return them?

Treat patient first, find answers later. Mordin remained lost in thought on the subway ride to the hospital, ignoring the wide berth Cityzens around him gave the alien- even by Import standards, he stood out. Being a Salarian was useful when he arrived at St. Joan's, though: when he told the staff he was an alien doctor from the future and that he was here to help, it didn't take much convincing.

He entered the room quietly, looking solemnly at the bruised child in the bed. "Hello," he said. "Doctors... showed me your charts. Ready to begin. No need for you to talk, understand severity of throat injury. Simply tap if you need to write something."

Sunday evening.

[vivi-sorrow.livejournal.com]

Vivi blinked in surprise when he saw the doctor. He did look quite strange, but he was getting used to that. The City had all sorts of people in it after all.

He gave the doctor a smile when he introduced himself and settled back into the bed, before reaching for the whiteboard and writing.

AS LONG AS I GET TO BE ABLE TO TALK AGAIN - THAT'S THE IMPORTANT PART. THANK YOU.

Re: Sunday evening.

[heal-or-execute.livejournal.com]

"Very welcome. Throat is most severe injury, will start there. Get you talking again sooner. " A glowing yellow tool appeared over his left arm. Mordin tapped it a few times, and it beeped. He knelt by Vivi's bed.

"Going to use this to apply medi-gel to your injuries. Advanced healing agent from my own universe, painless. You'll feel a slightly cool sensation as it is applied. Ready to begin?"

Re: Sunday evening.

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Vivi nodded and moved his head back to reveal as much of his throat and neck as he could without too much pain. His muscles compalained bitterly at the work, but he put up with it.

The sooner he was up and about again, the better.

[heal-or-execute.livejournal.com]

The omni-tool hummed as Mordin waved it over the bruises on Vivi's neck, processing the medi-gel into tiny droplets that were sprayed invisibly onto Vivi's skin and into the bruised flesh beneath the surface. Wherever it touched it sealed and disinfected, promoting the body's healing process.

Medi-gel was most useful for sealing open wounds though, so once he was done salving the throat bruises Mordin turned his attention to the gash on Vivi's arm. The gel was sprayed between the stitches, instantly closing up the wound and soothing the injured flesh, like an invisible liquid bandage. From the future.

Mordin muttered to himself as he worked. "Strange they would do so much damage specifically to the throat," he said, not looking up. "Could mean they wanted to keep you from talking."

[vivi-sorrow.livejournal.com]

The medigel felt cool and soothing on his throat, and Vivi could feel the pain and stiffness lessening as it worked. He watched as the gel quickly closed up the gash on his arm, even taking the stitches away. It was like healing magic in a gel.

Mordin's comment about talking prompted Vivi to tap and reach for the whiteboard. IT WAS TO KEEP ME FROM CASTING SPELLS.

[heal-or-execute.livejournal.com]

Now Mordin looked up. "Abilities based on vocalization? Hmm. Means they knew what you were capable of, implies high level of information possessed by attackers. Disturbing." He waved the tool over Vivi's face, applying the gel to the cuts there, then deactivated it and stepped back.

"There. Pack emptied. How do you feel? Specifically concerned about your breathing. Damage to neck poses threat to airways. Hope respiration is easier now."

Sometime Sunday Evening

[slappingchick.livejournal.com]

Keiko came by the hospital as quickly as she could announce her absence to her housemates and hail a cab. She looked a little frazzled when she dropped by Vivi's door, hanging there for a moment to stare sadly at the injured youth. She didn't bother to try for a cheery smile, instead she pressed a hand into her chest and shook her head.

"Oh, Vivi. You poor thing."

Re: Sometime Sunday Evening

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Vivi looked up and gave Keiko a smile. It was weaker than usual, thanks to the pain he was in, but it was there nonetheless.

He briefly reached out for the board, then decided against it, instead looking at Keiko with tears in his eyes, despite the bruising keeping one shut.

He looked so small and sad without his hat, bundled into a hospital bed...

[slappingchick.livejournal.com]

All it took was the seeing that watery look and Keiko rushed forward to the edge of the bed. She leaned over it slightly, wanting to fulfill the boy's earlier request for a hug, but too afraid of hurting him further to carry it out. Instead she motioned at him, silently asking if she could touch him.

"Vivi, I'm so sorry this happened to you."

[vivi-sorrow.livejournal.com]

Vivi got the motion and nodded, extending his arms out wide to recieve a hug, as big a smile as he could manage on his face.

He tried to speak but only a wheeze came out and he flinched in pain.

[slappingchick.livejournal.com]

Keiko leaned down to pull the boy into a hug, wrapping around him the best she could with him being in bed. She kept the hold loose, still afraid of jostling any wounds. The wheezing caused her frown to deepen, and she was glad the angle hide most of her face from view.

"Vivi, do you need anything?" She asked, pulling back to look him over more closely.

[vivi-sorrow.livejournal.com]

Vivi smiled again when Keiko hugged him. It was just what he needed, and he was glad that she was here, even if he couldn't actually say it.

He could, however, write things, and he took the whiteboard out and started writing. A REALLY COLD DRINK WOULD BE NICE; IT MIGHT MAKE MY THROAT FEEL A BIT BETTER. AND IF YOU GET A CHANCE, COULD YOU GET MY DIARY FROM HOME PLEASE, OR ASK LYRA OR TOPH TO BRING IT WITH THEM?

His injuries still looked pretty nasty, though the stitched up gash on his arm was gone and he looked better than he did in his last broadcast to the network.

Tuesday Evening (If that's okay?)

[cosmic_ring_hero]

Having been given the information by Lyra, Freedom Ring's come to visit Vivi. The fact that it was a hospital presented some problems though. Curtis hated hospitals. To the point where he was outside trying to force himself to go inside for about half an hour before he managed it.

In costume and pretty nervous, he made his way to Vivi's room and knocked on the door before stepping inside.

"H-hey. You're Vivi, right?"

Fine by me!

[vivi-sorrow.livejournal.com]

Vivi looked up and furrowed his brow at the visitor. It wasn't someone he recognised, but they must've heard about him. Maybe through keiko or Lyra.

He nodded and waved the man inside, reaching for the whiteboard and cleaning it. His voice still wasn't back yet - that'd be another day or two, and back to full casting power in a few days more - but he still had the board and his writing speed had gone up recently.

Great!

[cosmic_ring_hero]

Stepping farther into the room, Freedom Ring closed the door behind him. That made him feel slightly better about being in the hospital at all.

"Your friend Lyra told me you were here," he explained, arching a brow at the whiteboard. "I'm Freedom Ring. And I'm here to help ya out since I heard what happened to you."

Re: Great!

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Vivi gave a smile - stronger than a couple of days ago - and started to write.

THANKS! MY VOICE IS STILL RECOVERING, SO I'M STILL USING THE WHITEBOARD TO TALK TO PEOPLE. WHAT DID SHE TELL YOU?

[cosmic_ring_hero]

Freedom Ring blinks a few times then leans down to read the whiteboard.

"Huh. Well that answers question one before I could ask it. Though I should have realized that answer," he remarked idly, mostly to himself. Shaking it off, he smiled at Vivi.

"Well, she said you got beat up and your memories were all messed up. I can try to help with both. I can speed up your healing and if you want...I can try to fill in the gaps in your memory and we can find out what exactly happened to you."

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Vivi quickly erased the board and wrote on it again.

THAT WOULD HELP - I'D LIKE TO BE ABLE TO TALK PROPERLY.

I'VE BEEN TRYING TO FILL THE MEMORY GAPS MYSELF, BUT I HAVEN'T GOT MUCH TO WORK ON. THERE ARE A LOT OF BLANKS. I THINK THEY WERE ANGRY AT ME AFTER THE WAY I FOUGHT BACK.