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[ closed ] let us wipe away those tears

who: Eichi Tenshouin (

finethanks), Gladiolus Amicitia (

leatherdaddy), Leonard McCoy (

legendary_hands), Yuuri Katsuki (

yokunaru), & possibly more as I go!
what: Catch-all for April, hit me up if you want a thread and I'll make us a starter!
when: Throughout April
where: Various places
warnings: Eichi talking about death a lot probably, that's about it

[As I plan out threads I'll keep them all here, but I'm super open to adding new ones! My CR meme comment is over here if anyone wants to plot something, or reach me at my contacts to figure something out. Even if you have no ideas, I'll probably be able to come up with something. ♪

Thread starters will be below!]

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[Ah, he feels terrible. Now it's well into the afternoon, and Líadan must be thinking he stood her up. He had planned to take her somewhere for some tea, had told her the time and date and everything, promised to teach her more about technology— but now he was here, stuck in this dull hospital.

It takes some time to get his phone back in his hands, but he manages, deciding that texting her may be the best way for her to learn technology after all. At least while he's stuck in this bed.]

It's a little late for me to cancel, but I'm in the hospital again. Sorry. ♪ Let's reschedule once I'm out, okay?

[ Líadan is sitting outside of communal housing with a forty ounce fast-food cup full of water in one hand and her phone in the other when she receives Eichi's message. And here she'd thought that he was just running late. Canceling? Something must be wrong. She's relying solely on text-to-audio and audio-to-text in everything and, perhaps, some growing familiarity with certain symbols that occur when certain things happen. ]

Are you okay, Eichi? What's a hospital?

[He could reply to this in so many ways, but he's surprised that he has to answer this to begin with. He supposes calling it a dungeon wouldn't really explain anything, so...]

A building where you can receive medical help. You see, I pushed myself a little too far this morning and passed out. I'm being made to rest here for a while, unfortunately.

[ If he called it a dungeon, there's a good chance she'd break brick to rescue him and probably a few people before the ordeal was over if she got too into the rescue aspect. Don't do it, Eichi. ]

So, you're staying with a healer right now. Where is this 'hospital' or are you in too bad a condition for visitors?

[He kind of doesn't want her to see him like this, but at the same time... he gets lonely real fast in places like this. Hm.]

I'll send you the address. As long as you sign in as a visitor, they'll direct you to my room.

[And so, he sends her the information. The hospital, his floor and room...]

I will be there soon, then. Would you like me to bring you anything? They are keeping you well fed and hydrated, yes?

[ Because if they aren't, so help her. The thought alone draws a face. She's already pushing herself up from her perch, water still in hand. She's probably going to have to ask for directions. Probably a good thing she isn't too proud to do as much. ]

I have IV fluids if all else fails, but I'd much prefer some tea. That being said, though, I'd rather go out and enjoy that tea with you outside of these white walls. You don't need to bring anything here.

Very well. I will be there shortly. Would you like me to keep you company here until I arrive?

Fufu, you're actually quite cute, aren't you, Líadan-chan? I'll wait patiently until you arrive so that you can arrive that much faster. Don't keep me waiting too long.

[ True to her word, Líadan will be there in just shy of half an hour for a bit of a mix-up about directions that will teach her not to take directions from anyone else over that of a man with a particular accent. New York, not that she could tell you what it is. Of course, she gets held up a little longer at sign-in for the simple fact that the nurse wound up calling her back after she'd taken five steps toward Eichi's room over the matter of her signature, which was evidently suspect.

Suffice to say that by the time Lí makes it to Eichi's room, she's more than happy to have finally made it. Quite frankly, she is a bit pressed by the idea that someone or something else might try to keep her from her friend, so she will poking her head across the threshold to peer and be sure she's in the right place. It isn't like she can read the charts and be sure. ]

Eichi? Are you in here?

[Sure enough, Eichi is inside this room. He's got the hospital bed propped up enough so that he's not lying down, staring over at the window by the time he hears the door crack open and a voice sound out. His phone is on his lap, and he's in a hospital gown. Despite this, he hasn't lost any of that air of his, that confident sparkling look. He works hard to present himself with that.]

I'm right over here. ♪ [He smiles, closing a hand over his phone as he gestures with the other for her to come inside.] It took you so long, I was beginning to wonder if you'd really come at all.

My sincerest apologies, Eichi. I got turned around and then the woman at the front thought my signature suspect for some reason.

[ Because it basically looked like chicken scratch, then a circle that was obviously supposed to be the moon after which she was named. She'll cross the threshold of the room gladly and move to join him at his bedside. ]

How are you feeling?

Fufu, did they give you trouble? I'm sorry for that, Líadan-chan. The staff at hospitals can be quite strict, especially on floors like these.

[What kind of floor is that? Well, he doesn't bother saying, quickly and literally waving it off to gesture that she sit at the foot of his bed.] I'm feeling fine. I'm just a little tired, so I should recover in no time, though I'm sorry I kept you waiting.

Floors like these?

[ Don't think she didn't catch that. Just because she can't read doesn't mean she isn't sharp. It... just means she's got a horrible attention span for really boring things. She'll be claiming a seat at the foot of his bed with a bit more care than she might have otherwise done. ]

There's no sense in apologizing. It isn't as though you could have helped it. May I ask what exactly is wrong, though? Healers don't tend to keep people unless it's something more serious in my experience.

[She's sharp, he knows, and beyond that, she's openly caring. The last thing he wants is pity, so how can he word this properly to avoid it? There really is no hiding it. The best he can do is hold his head high and continue to appear perfect for her, like even this can't hold him back.]

I've been like this since I was born, you know? This weak body of mine can overwork itself so easily; at times even normal walking can exhaust me. In this case, Gladio-kun tried to take me for a run, and I collapsed.

[ She listens very attentively, a frown painting itself across her features. She hadn't doubted him when he'd told her about his condition, but seeing him here, hearing him describe it like that... and that frown will be shifting into a look. ]

Gladio put you up to that?

[ Yeah, she's reaching into her satchel for her phone. Somebody is in trouble. She distinctly Eichi mentioning to her that his body wasn't the strongest during the festival. He was open with her about it. Chances are he told Gladio, too, so someone is going to be getting a phone call very shortly. That is, if he isn't here. ]

I don't suppose he's out getting a drink, is he?

Fufu, don't look so upset like that, a frown doesn't suit you. [He moves to brush some hair from his own face, offering a sheepish smile.] He told me some time ago that he'd go in search of something to help strengthen me, though if the doctors here can't find anything, I'm not sure what he expects to find.

He doesn't seem to listen when I tell him that short lifespans run in my family, you see. I believe it's concern, but a few of those potions of his won't prevent that.

[ Oh, somebody is definitely going to be getting a phone call. She credits Gladio as being perfectly capable of discerning a person's physical aptitude and she's positive Eichi was upfront with him about his condition. ]

It runs in your family?

[ That's... something new, something that distracts her from her anger for a split second, then it's back again, bubbling up to the surface with a side of curiosity for his mention of potions. An illness that couldn't be beat with potions -- that's familiar, disturbingly so, for that matter. ]

I need to take a moment. Is that alright?

[ And she'll be pushing herself up. She can't quite wait to make that phone call. It needs to be made now and she needs a moment to process this. ]

[Ah— what kind of reaction is this? Pity? Not quite. Worry? Maybe. He feels a little bit of fear when she stands like that and asks to leave so suddenly. A moment, she says. He has to hold onto that.]

Of course. [He's not going to refuse her, glancing back down to his own phone as he flips it over in his hands.] I can't leave just yet, after all, so all I can do is wait here. Take your time.

I'll only be a moment.

[ A moment is really all she needs unless Gladio picks up the phone. Then, she might need a moment or two. The longer it sits on her mind, the more difficult it is to keep her composure, so she's fairly quick to take her leave of the room and put a little bit of distance between herself and the door.

First things first. She calls Gladio and, when he doesn't answer, leaves him a voice message that should leave no question as to the fact that she is upset with him. She keeps her phone in her hand, leaning against the wall for a moment, and folds her arms, her expression twisting as her eyes wander the hall. It's sinking in with alarming suddenness, the fact that Eichi has such a serious illness, that he lives with that sort of mentality, that he's so... accepting of it. She hasn't heard, hasn't sensed even the tiniest bit of desire to fight when he's spoken about his condition and that's -- that's her phone ringing. That's her fumbling it, losing it in the air, nearly catching it, and dropping it, effectively missing Gladio's phone call.

She takes a deep breath when she reaches down to pick up her phone and check her voicemail, after which she'll spend a minute more musing over the circumstances and the pit that's set itself in her stomach. Right, right. She'd told Eichi a moment and she's fairly sure it's been several. It sees her refrain from returning the call and opt instead to send a text in turn as she turns her feet and heads back to Eichi's room. It doesn't take her too terribly long to cross the threshold of his room again. ]

My apologies, Eichi! Gladio says he will be momentarily.

[ And while she sounds a little happier for that, well... ]

[She comes in just at the tail end of one of his coughing fits, and he's got his mouth covered with a loose fist as he gets his breathing under control again.]

Once again, there's really no need to apologize. Were you so worried that you called to rush Gladio-kun back? I feel a little bad, since he already looked so guilty when I woke up.

Mm, after all, it's my job to appear perfect at all times, so it can be surprising that I'm actually this fragile, weak nothing. [His phone is out of his lap and to his side now, so he was probably clicking around at some things himself and is now bored of it. He coughs again, and then regards her.]

Does it bother you?

[ That is going to earn a concerned look. Had she come any sooner, she'd doubtlessly be calling for a healer, but seeing that he seems to be coming down from it, she'll move to reclaim her seat. It isn't as though she doesn't know any songs of healing and if he goes into another fit, she's not at all afraid to move to attempt to handle it herself. ]

You shouldn't. Gladio should be here. You don't leave a companion with inattentive healers, but especially when it is your fault he wound up stuck with them to begin with.

[ It's a firm statement. Why these healers are so inattentive and how he isn't going stir crazy stuck in that bed, she isn't quite sure, but then, her not being sure about any of this is part of the problem and -- and the way he just spoke about himself? Oh, that sees her eyes narrow. Bothered? She's more along the lines of visibly upset now and for an offense she deems quite high. ]

You are not nothing, Eichi. You take that back and you take that back right now!

[What an energetic reaction that is. Eichi raises his head in brief surprise before his expression calms, his shoulders relax, and he lets out a usual chuckle. Of course she's concerned. Of course he's brought this into it again. As much as he wants it not to be a part of anything, it's there in everything, isn't it? This weak body.]

You're making such a fierce expression that it only makes me want to refuse. I wonder, will you keep defending me? [He glances down to the hospital bracelet on one wrist, to his gown, the thin sheets.]

You don't have to worry, Líadan-chan. As the top idol of Yumenosaki Academy, the "Emperor" who climbed the ranks and made himself known, I have no problem with my ego. Not even after I was chased from that throne. It's something that I will keep aiming for, no matter what. I'm aware of my own talents.

[ She follows his eyes as well as his words and it's... well, it's something of a relief to hear that last bit, but she's still not entirely sure he understands. She doesn't miss a beat when she opens her mouth again. ]

Eichi, you're my friend and I'll defend you against any enemy that threatens you, even if that enemy happens to be yourself. You aren't nothing and I don't want you to feel like you can't be your truest self around me.

My "truest self," is it?

[He continues smiling like he always does, small, polite and calm. It's warm, but it's something he's always putting on. As an idol, appearance always matters, doesn't it? And to everyone, he wants to appear spectacular and perfect. His "truest self," does it really matter?

There were a few special "friends" who could have been that for him that he lost, and a few who he did relax around, but viewed him too differently for it to matter. He thinks he's beginning to understand things like this, but he wonders if it matters for someone like him.]

You'll leave me speechless, saying things like that. [He doesn't know what to say that she'd want to hear, anyway.]

Líadan 4/17

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