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.]

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[Carefully Shiemi sets her bag of teas down before resting a hand on the side of his bed. A small smile tugs at the corners of her lips. He's awake. He's alive. Also the color has returned (somewhate) to his cheeks. She remembers seeing him before- he almost looked like a ghost. It's a relief to know he hasn't actually become one.]

[Rin feels awkward. He's never actually done a hospital visit before. The closest he's done to this was when everyone got banged up after the forest examination (and there were bigger problems then) or when everyone got banged up after the Impure King (and he was with them) so when Silver smiles, he puts on bigger, dopier smile and struts on over to the bed]

Heeeey!

[He still looks like a ghost, but... A conscious ghost. Progress!

But he looks over at both Rin and Shiemi and waves at them. Weakly. His movements are slow and careful.]

Hey.

[The point is he looks less dead than he had.]

It's so great to see you awake, Silver!

Yeah, man. Good you're doing better.

[With a smile. He's going to go and sit next to and/or on Feraligatr.

...Who he still wants to wrestle]

[He'd say "sorry I made you worry" or something along those lines, but it wouldn't help, so... He simply nods.]

I'll be back on my feet in no time. [Hopefully. No, definitely. He just needs to sleep it off a little more.]

[Shiemi nods enthusiastically.] I made you some things to drink! Like chamomile tea. It just needs to be heated...

[But he already has a drink-] And if you ever need company we can come over.

[Hey Feraligatr, you're cool with me sitting here, right? Of course you are]

Plus I can cook.

Edited 2012-11-19 03:36 (UTC)

[Go nuts, bro. Feraligatr doesn't mind being a couch. He'll even smile about it! ...Not that he doesn't smile about everything, but. Still.

-Oh god, more food and things to drink. He... He would appreciate it- no, he does appreciate it- but... Everyone's been giving him food...]

...Thanks, guys. [...] I don't think I'm going anywhere for a bit, so I wouldn't mind company... [What's a word to mouth filter. It sure as hell isn't something he has right now.]

[Shiemi sits down on the edge of the bed, and her hand reaches out to settle on his leg as she prepares to respond to him. However she hesitates before actually putting her hand down. Rin's comment about Silver... The blonde's hand retracts and sits on her lap. Her gaze lowers, but she keeps on a smile.]

We'll be here if you need us.

That's right, dude. [and he is patting Feraligatr's head.

...We should still wrestle]

[Feraligatr leans into Rin's hand, even moving his head a little for Rin to get juuust the right spot.

Maybe some other time.

In the meantime, Silver... Looks rather content at hearing that. Some part of him wants to recoil and go no, he doesn't need help. Another part of him notices the "if"- if he needs them- and lets him accept the statement.]

I'll have to return the favor once I can stand up again.

[Shiemi shakes her head, her eyes still focused away from his face.]

It's what friends do for each other, right?

["And by the way, you don't need to ask for permission every time"

Huh.]

Yeah man, I wouldn't even let you.

[Yeah, but...

... ... ...

...Shiemi...?]

Are you okay? [Something else didn't happen, did it...?]

[Quickly she picks up her head, and nervously reacts.]

N-no, I- I mean yes! Yes, I'm okay!

[Oh great, there's that feeling again, like he's the third wheel here]

[...] You don't have to say anything you don't want to, but don't lie about it. [Sorry, Rin.]

There's nothing wrong, I'm just worried.

[About you, Silver. In more ways than one. She may even be a little afraid. But there's nothing wrong. Or, at least, she hasn't decided if there's something wrong or not. She's still troubled.]

[Feraligatr, do you ever feel like this? It seems like Silver does way more with that bird-cat thing instead of you]

[He managed to split his attention between six of us and not make any of us feel third wheeled, man.]

What's got you so worried that you won't even look at me?