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Post by Oliver on Jun 14, 2009 3:07:03 GMT -5
Connolly nods. "He's still in no condition to be moved, it could kill him. I have many contacts in the Party, I'll see what I can do to buy us time." he walks then, to the curtains at the window that faces the outside world, flinging the curtains aside he stares out at his beloved city. "I still... can't believe Reynard will do anything. He's a politician yes, but not a monster."
Sid scoffs. "Aren't those one and the same?"
"Har-har, I'll see what I can scrounge up. Lillith." He turns. "You're undocumented here, I noticed that Reynard didn't pay you much attention but his advisers were. It might be in your best interest, of the rest of us if you got out of the city soon. Reynard has many eyes and suspicious figures can attract daggers and quiet bullets. Violette." He looks to the now nervous but still confused woman. "I want you to relieve Sid's watches. I know you're not part of my brigade, but-"
"I'd do anything if it will protect my little rattie."
"I know, we're all going to have to watch him these next few weeks. Iole, I don't even have to assume that you'll stay with him at bedside?"
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Post by Iole on Jun 14, 2009 3:24:36 GMT -5
::Iole nods::
Thank you Captain.
::Lillith moves from her spot in the corner::
Lillith: Thank you for your concern Captain. I'll be in contact.
::She slips him one of Natalia's mirrors::
Lillith: Just whisper my name into that. Iole... be safe.
::Iole nods to her as she makes her leave. Then she turns back to Connolly::
I think I know how we're getting him out. The tunnels are out, and I don't know what Nyx's magic might do to him. But I have some other friends in the city. Josh, is that Miss Scarlet from the Abbey still here?
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Post by Oliver on Jun 14, 2009 3:27:43 GMT -5
"I have no idea ma'am." Connolly states, shaking his head. "With all the chaos of the last few days, anything's possible, however she is a sympathizer to the Party. I'm wary to trust party affiliates with this, but I'll check. I also have a few contacts with the blockade runners and smugglers, I'll see what I can do with them as well."
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Post by Iole on Jun 14, 2009 3:43:45 GMT -5
::Iole nods again and resigns herself to sitting by Oliver's bed. She releases her hold on the nurse who starts as if she just realized she nodded off. Then she gets back to whatever she was doing. Suddenly it feels like she can no longer trust the people she had fought with. Had they really just cleared the city of monsters so new ones could take hold? If history was any indication, that seemed to be the pattern. But she'd never guessed they'd do it themselves. For now she just holds Oliver's head in her arms, running her fingers through his hair and whispering sweet promises in his ear:: It's over now. We can do everything we said now. To the edge of Gaia and back. Then we'll just head to the next world. Maybe we could get an airship. You could finally put that gadget Vincent gave you to good use. Sky's the limit. ::She words it so that if the nurse overhears, she'll think nothing of it. To her it just sounds like a silly school girl fantasy, but Iole is already thinking about asking Violette and Sid to come. Maybe even Connolly if he decides to leave the party. She stops talking and sings softly in her sweet voice, not a song from the Wood Elves, but from the cafe the last time she stayed at Oliver's bedside from a kind medic:: www.youtube.com/watch?v=_No4g5ZULI8
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Post by Oliver on Jun 14, 2009 4:02:39 GMT -5
((Oh if the world would only work that way, also time for time lapse.))
::Several day's later, after the crowds have died down and the pandemonium of the new state has quelled. The hospital, now grown quiet with routine and day to day activities. The LPA nurse now replaced by another, older lady, who sleeps more then works. Sid and Violette still man their posts, diligently. Connolly hasn't shown in a few days but has kept in contact, saying as much as he can without giving away what he's doing. Oliver has woken up a few times since Reynard showed, but was still in a daze and spoke dreamlike before passing out once more.::
A brightness of the sun, radiating through the drawn curtains shines upon Oliver's face, stirring him awake. For the first time, his head is clear, and the pains of his body make themselves quite clear. He groans as he moves his head to look out the window. It's early morning and the day outside is slightly cloudy but warm. He looks away to see Iole by his side, realizing then that her hand is gripping his. He smiles, seeing her dozed off asleep in a chair. Beside the bed, next to her, is his father's comb, Iole's gift and the black velvet case with his medal in it.
He shifts in his bed and lets out a sharp yelp of pain, didn't matter where it hurt, his whole body felt the same. Like a coffee mug hastily put back together with improper glue. Every movement feels gritty and painful. He notices then that something is wrong with his face, his right eye namely. It feels strange, empty and strange, he slowly and agonizingly raises his right hand to his face and touches the gauze over the eye, it gives without any resistance. Nothing in the socket but cotton.
"Iole... Iole!?" He yelps, scared and slightly confused. "My eye, w'at hap'ened t'my eye?"
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Post by Iole on Jun 14, 2009 13:27:02 GMT -5
::Iole starts awake and it takes her awhile to remember where she is::
That's my chicken! ...Oh.
::Then she sees Oliver and gently pushes him back down::
Ollie calm down, it's okay. You're alright.
::She holds his head again in an effort to steady hjis breathing::
It was your goggles. Your right lens broke and damaged your eye. They couldn't save it. But it protected your other one. You'll be alright.
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Post by Oliver on Jun 14, 2009 14:09:30 GMT -5
Oliver cringes and yelps, even being touched seems to hurt him. "Oww, ok. I'm ca'm." He whimpers, "I... is weird..." He touches the gauze again. "W'at else am I miss'in?" He asks trying to raise his head to get a look at the rest of himself.
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Post by Iole on Jun 14, 2009 14:22:45 GMT -5
Oh I'm sorry.
::Iole winces, shrinking her hand away::
Aside from your eye you're fine. You're actually making the doctor's heads spin with how fast you're healing. Even Eva was surprised. But once you're all healed up you should be back to your ruggedly handsome self.
::She smiles trying to see if she could make him laugh::
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Post by Oliver on Jun 14, 2009 14:41:04 GMT -5
"Rugged is a'good word 'or it."
He turns his head, slowly, to take another glance out the window.
"How 'ong 'as it been since t'e b'ast? W'at's happened since t'en?"
Both are startled when the door opens and the head doctor walks in, along with a nurse. The LPA nurse startles awake, shaking off the last bits of sleep.
"Oh, good you're awake." The doctor states, approaching the bedside while the nurse takes readings. He pulls a tiny flashlight from his pocket and shines it in Oliver's eye, causing him to wince. "Eye looks clear, anything odd you feel? Tingling, spasms, anything?"
Oliver, bit overwhelmed by the questions for just waking up, tries to look up again at his body. "Ca't rea'ly feel my legs... bit ting'y t'ough."
"Tingling? Hmm." The doctor walks to the end of the bed, raises the sheets and pulls out a pen, then taps the bottom of Oliver's foot with it. "Feel that."
"Feel w'at?"
The doctor frowns and lets the sheet fall back down. "You're paralyzed, was to be expected."
"Para'yzed!" Oliver yelps out, that fear he had about his eye rushing back to him once more.
"Calm down, the tingling means your nerves are firing back on. It should just be temporary paralysis. How much damage your legs sustained, you're lucky you even have them. I'm sure Iole here has told you how amazing your recovery has been."
Oliver plops back down into his pillow, disgruntled but calm once more. "Ya... we'l, I get it from me dad."
"Well, he must be proud of y-"
"He's dead, do't worry about it, nev'r k'ew 'im."
"Well, alright then, continue to get some rest. I'll check on you again shortly. Oh an, little advice, that button beside you on the little white cord. Press that for a good time." He smiles, writes something in the manila folder he carries and exits with the nurse.
Once the doctors have left, Oliver turns to Iole with a tiny smile. "How ye do'in?"
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Post by Iole on Jun 14, 2009 15:15:52 GMT -5
(OOC: Feel what? Don't scare me like that!)
::Iole smiles back::
Lately I've been... ecstatic doesn't seem to cover it. I haven't even come to my senses enough to yell at you for leaving that letter. I guess I got all that out of my system with Sid.
::She glowers at the nurse from the corner of her eye, feeling very jealous that she's taking their first moments together since that night away from her. Oliver was a hero, not a criminal. That woman shouldn't be here::
It's been a few days since the blast. I've stopped counting. Can't be a week yet though. Sid and Connolly are outside, and Violette's hardly left this room. I sent her with Nyx to get something to eat. Oh and Lillith was here earlier. Too bad you were down for the count.
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Post by Oliver on Jun 14, 2009 15:28:06 GMT -5
((Actually been several days (3-5) as indicated by the post where Oliver wakes up )) "Rea'ly? 'ow angry is she at me? Here, I t'ought I was go'in to die, send'in out t'ose sad letters an' look! Here I am, jus' look'in like I'm dead. Jus' cou'dn't do it... t'ough t'e brilliant plan I had sort-of went off a bit ear'y." He chuckles. "So, t'e war over? We win?"
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Post by Iole on Jun 14, 2009 15:33:49 GMT -5
(OOC: Whoops. I'll fix it)
::Iole wishes she has a real answer for him, but she's just as unsure as he is. The conversation she had with her comrades that day that the Commitstar came still weighs on her. Each day she's spent in this hospital has only made her more anxious::
It's looking that way. Reynard assumed control pretty quickly. And no one outside has stopped celebrating since the palace came down.
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Post by Oliver on Jun 14, 2009 15:41:05 GMT -5
"Good... good, t'at's w'at I hoped. Now... if I cou'd jus' wa'k I cou'd be out t'ere with t'em, doin' t'e same."
He lets out a little groan as he turns his head away from Iole.
"I'm sorry, I was afraid to te'l ye t'e w'ole truth. I'm stupid... I shou'd of t'ought about w'at wou'd happen after... I can never make it up to ye for w'at I put ye t'rough."
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Post by Iole on Jun 14, 2009 15:48:15 GMT -5
::Iole smiles::
There might be a way. Once you can walk again, you could come with me.
::She doesn't bother worrying about the nurse right now. Let her scribble in her notepad all she wants. What's she going to say? The rat's ditzy girlfriend wants to run away with him?::
For real, we could fly far away from this place. I'm not saying never come back, I'm just saying we could see the rest. We could cut all our ties. Nothing holding us back. See the world, all the worlds. As far as the sky reaches.
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Post by Oliver on Jun 14, 2009 15:53:28 GMT -5
Oliver lightly laughs and nods. "Yea... wou'd 'ike to see t'at ocean again. 'ike t'at time we went to... Dollet! Remember t'at? I was such a kid... Hey, can ye do somet'in, hand me t'at lil'black box. Want to look t'e medal." He asks, looking towards it with his eye. "See w'at t'is pain has got me."
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Post by Iole on Jun 14, 2009 15:55:37 GMT -5
Here.
::She hands him the box and opens it carefully so he can see it::
Want me to bite it and see if it's real?
::She laughs::
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Post by Oliver on Jun 14, 2009 16:13:43 GMT -5
"Hehe, no t'at's fine." He smiles and looks down to medal in the box, running his bandages fingers along its cold metal surface. "It's pret'y, Order of t'e Patriot's Banner, must be new." He shuts it and sets it on his lap. "I wou'd t'ink I'd be happier to see t'is... is t'at wierd?"
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Post by Iole on Jun 14, 2009 16:18:11 GMT -5
Not weird at all. Normal really. I think going through what you've gone through, facing death as intimately as you did, you see what really matters. Kenny told me that once, after he made his deal with The King.
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Post by Oliver on Jun 14, 2009 16:36:52 GMT -5
Oliver nods. "T'ink I've died enough for one lifetime." He lets out a little sigh, then reaches for that button the doctor mentioned and presses it a few times. "Ohhh... t'at's t'e stuff..." He leans back against the pillow, a satisfied grin on his face. "Is hard to t'ink t'at it's over... so much fight'in and I stop'ed it. Heh, showed t'e wor'd t'at ye don't need t'be demi-gods to change t'e wor'd for t'e better. I wish me mum cou'd see me now..." Pauses. "We'l maybe not right now, don't exact'y look t'e best. Oh did t'e capture t'at Alicia woman! From Inter'al Affairs?"
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Post by Iole on Jun 14, 2009 16:43:07 GMT -5
::Iole shakes her head::
She escaped. Nyx said she needed to go back for something. But when she came back she said that the whole IA office had been cleaned out.
::She whispers low enough that the nurse now visibly has to strain to hear them::
I met up with one of them too. That's what stopped me from getting to you in time. I'm so sorry. I was on my way to find you, but they stopped me.
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