tsuntrader | sloooowwwpooookkkkeeee [written/action]

[Silver is Silver is Silver. Upon finally waking up, he immediately tries to pull himself up... And it's a bad idea. His head spins. Despite the fact that he's awake, he's still very weak, and trying to act like he's not gave him a big reminder of that. He rethinks his actions and slowly pulls himself up into a seated position.

So where is he? What time is it? How long has he been out? ...Where's his journal? That's the most important thing right now, he has to-

There it is.]

[His handwriting is downright awful, but it's legible, especially since he's slow enough about it. And he only has one thing to say.]

Is it over yet? None of you died, right?

[The you is directed at the people he knows, but he is far too drained to make that distinction or ask much else. ...Might be a good idea to let him know just how late to the party he is.

Or visit him. There's always the visiting option, although that option might not be pretty; as long as it's been, it still doesn't change the fact that he more or less looks like he's about to die, like he won't open his eyes if he closes them again. He barely even has the energy to hold himself upright.

But company would be nice, especially since he's... Not exactly going anywhere. He has his Pokémon, of course, they're all but hovering over him because he's okay and he's finally awake (jeez guys, calm down,) and he even has Chandelure in his arms (because he needs to be reassured that everything's alright and that he Did Good,) but it would be reassuring to see that everyone's, you know. Okay.

And absolutely not the other way around, because he's totally just tired.

Yep.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Ah, hello Silver! It's good to see that you've finally woken up.

[Not bothering with writing, but even though we live right next door to the Subway Bosses, Cilan's sticking to using the journal for the moment--there's been some commotion throughout the day of people coming and going, so we wouldn't want to potentially overwhelm you with even more visitors yet... ^^;;] How are you feeling?

It's... Good to be up. [...That is a total lie, but. It's good to not have people worry about him.

Yeah, that's more accurate. He'll evade the second question for now, but his voice might just be telling enough for an accurate guess.]

I'm sure it is, considering that you've been unconscious for about a week now. [But wow you sound...really terrible. Though he's not quite impolite enough to say that.] Judging by the flavor and quality of your voice though, it sounds like you're still exhausted, even though you've been asleep for so long.

...That's not exactly inaccurate. [He can't hold himself up. That might say something about how exhausted he is.

Normally he'd say "don't worry about it," but he doesn't quite have enough awareness to do so.]

Mm, I suppose it's an understandable taste, given how rough the flavor of this particular draft was--at least, from what I've been told. [Meaning he may or may not know about the stuff with Chandelure, but if he does, he isn't going to lecture you about it just yet.] Have you eaten anything yet?

[Eh- has he... Oh.]

A little. [And he has a pile of food, but. Easy does it.]

[Good, good. Emmet will probably hand over one of the caramel apples we made later...hopefully after you've already eaten something rather than nothing but candy. >_>]

Well, that's good at least--I would suggest eating lighter meals such as soups or grains to start with, and as tempting as it might be to sleep for another week, I wouldn't necessarily recommend it. [Otherwise everybody freaks out again over you, especially the Subway Bosses. ^^;;] But, I'm sure you'll be recovering your energy back with a more favorable taste in due time.

[Ughhhhh, soup... (at least he hasn't touched the candy.)]

I'll be fine in a few days. Not a problem. [How. How conversations. Conversations are hard when half-dead.]

...Thanks. [...] And thanks for the apple thing. [Candy apples? Caramel apples? Sneasel apple? He doesn't want to think about it that much.]

[Hey we said "grains" too, not just "soup and that's all you can ever eat again"--]

Oh, you're welcome! It was Emmet's idea to have a few of the caramel apples modeled after Sneasels. [They also made ones with Woobat wings and other such things, they're ridiculously cute.] There's more available if you want another one, though perhaps better saved after having eaten food with more healthier tastes to them.

[...] Or I'll make myself sick, right? [Is he... Fussing over him?...]

[...Maybe? At least he's not fussing over your stupid actions yet.]

Right! And that's the last thing I'm sure you would want to add on top of recovering from a week-long coma.

[...Yes. Yes, that's a plus.]

Don't have to tell me twice.

[We're cool like that. ~~Well until the actual fussing starts but for now~~--]

No, I suppose I don't have to--just consider it a friendly reminder, then, as I'm sure everyone else has already said something traveling along similar lines regarding your current state of health.

[~~oh noooo~~]

You got that right. [And... You're starting to fuss too...]

Well then, I don't want to have to bother you too much by repeating what you've likely already been told by your friends. [And adoptive subway dads...?] Though I do hope that you won't have to do something like this again in the near future--such dangerous things usually carry nothing but bitter and painful flavors to them and are better left untasted.

[He's not quite saying that he doesn't think potentially terrible drafts like this won't happen again (he's sort of realized that Luceti is kind of terrible like that...), per say...just hoping that they won't be as bad again or even worse than people getting infected zombie-style and you sacrificing your life energy to a ghost to save people... ^^;;]

Still better than dying. [It's a little insensitive and dismissive, but... It's true.] Not about to make a habit out of it, though.

Yes, that's very true. I'm sure you realize though just how lucky you are--there are many people who don't wake up from such things, and I've even seen some ill-tasting side effects of what it does to some people. [The life energy/soul sucking thing. Granted, it was Team Rocket having had that happen to them and they did turn out fine by the end, but it's still extremely unpleasant to think about really and part of the ever-growing list of why he's not fond of the supernatural, hence why he's not directly addressing it.]

That aside, it looks like you'll be fine, so as long as you don't "make a habit out of it" like you say, then I suppose there's nothing to worry about.

sloooowwwpooookkkkeeee [written/action]

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;

voice;