damned_institute | Night 41: M01-10 Hallway

[in M7]

Hanatarou had managed to choke down about half of his dinner before finally giving up and pushing the tray away. With a glance back at Sora to make sure his roommate wasn't looking, he'd opened the closet door to get his uniform and started to change; he thought that if he was going to act like a healer he could at least look like one. Right?

He was just settling his pack in place when the intercom went off, and he gave a startled glance back toward the speaker. The announcement was creepy and disturbing as usual, but considering that he was already a bundle of nerves as it was...well, there wasn't really a visible impact on him. There were supposed to be two people - two strangers - coming by to be healed, and he hoped that he'd be able to help them.

The healer paused for a moment, staring blankly at the imitation Hisagomaru in the corner of the closet before finally deciding to leave it there for the time being. He'd have to see how he felt after trying to heal two people before deciding what he was going to do next.

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"Y-yeah okay," Kurt said and forced a small smile. He didn't want to be by himself, but he wasn't going to keep someone who obviously had other things to do--wasn't polite. Besides, he didn't want to make Frey's roommate worry either. ...he might come into the room looking for Frey.

"Thank you again, I really appreciate the help," Kurt said. "If you need anything, just let me know and I'll try to help, ja?"

"I'm sorry I can't stay. I hope your friends come back soon." Though they didn't seem like very good friends, to Frey. But it really wasn't his place to judge. "In any case, take care of yourself."

Feeling rather better--as good as he was likely to get tonight, in any case--Frey rose from his seat on the bed and smiled at Kurt one more time (in what he hoped was a reassuring manner) before turning to leave.

[going here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/629437.html?thread=53868477#t53868477)]

"It's okay, I'm sure they'll be back soon," Kurt said, raising a hand to wave at Frey as he left. "Be careful!"

And then he was alone. For a few moments, he just waited and listened, wondering if Kon was going to come back soon or if Kon's friend was going to arrive. The seconds passed, and then minutes without sign of Kon, Robin, or the other person. Whatever they were talking about, it must've been serious.

Come to think of it, Robin had written something in a journal and left it on the desk. It must have been a note to him about their location! Grinning at his own resourceful thinking, Kurt clambered out of bed.

And promptly fell on his face.

He winced as he picked himself up, realizing that he hadn't used his legs all day, so they were a little weak still. Taking a firm hold of the dresser, Kurt pulled himself to his feet then assessed the damage.

"Aw man..." the mutant muttered, looking at his hand. His IV had come out in the fall, and the tube was dripping fluids all over the floor. Well, couldn't be helped. He wasn't a nurse or anything. Wincing, Kurt pulled the needle end out of his hand and left it on the dresser--taking special care to cover it with an overturned water glass.

Using the furniture to help him, Kurt made his way over to the desk, finding it much easier as he progressed. When he made it to the notebook, he found he could at least stand in place without teetering over.

He blinked at the note. M81? Ugh, that was so far away according to his map! He'd never even been in the vicinity, so he couldn't teleport there. Not that he would teleport anywhere by himself--not with how tired it left him.

He had a choice here. He could either make his way over to Kon, wait for Impulse to arrive and the two of them could walk over, or he could wait for all three to come to him.

Decisions, decisions.

"If I get into trouble, I can just teleport back," Kurt told himself as he pulled the sheet off his bed.

Donned in his sheet, Kurt removed the fluid pack from his IV stand (which, coincidentally, was dripping all over the floor now) and decided that it would make a good brace, since it had wheels. He left the note in plain sight for Impulse and made his way out the door and down the hall.

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