[Open] When You Do Nice Things

[chatwithdeath]

🧙 WHO: Naomi Kimishima and You
⚔️️ WHAT: Helping clear up the Forest of the Felled and curing people... as usual. Catch-all for November
🕒 WHEN: All throughout November until Event
🗺️ WHERE: Forest of the Felled and Camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: In the Forest of the Felled, but insomniac healer. However, may be warnings depending on thread directions so will update as they come.

I. A Cure on Cloud Nine

[As the forest was, there shouldn't be any issues clearing it out, but someone apparently ticked the Naiads off and now, there was a basilisk. At least it wasn't like the serpent she'd always heard about, but having some allies paralyzed would not do.]

[Still, a flower that hadn't been seen for years being the cure? And not to mention, these traps...]

Why did they set this one up?

[Hadn't the main issue with the Forest been spirits? None of these would hold the creatures that had become a problem. Whoever had set off this net she was stuck in at the moment was getting a look from her direction. She should've stayed at the hospital...]

II. Paralysis, Paralysis, and Paralysis Again

[When she first saw the creature upon the chest of another sleeping nearby, she wasn't sure what she was seeing. However, the conscious effort of their apparent attack on the person does process - enough that she'll borrow a companion's weapon (whatever it may be) and attack it, knocking it off without much hesitation.]

[But whatever it was doing had already started. As she's not a cognitive mage, she cannot do anything, but she could confront the demon.]

Try to wake them. I'll hold it off.

III. General Clinic (but it's Magical Flu Season)

[Another month, a coming season, and it was about that time a yearly disease should come around. It really was thanks to her world that Naomi didn't catch many common maladies, but this Magical Flu had other problematic factors that weren't from catching it.]

[At a knock, she looked over at the door.]

Enter slowly... but if you're about to sneeze, do so before you enter.

[And let's not destroy her office space on accident with some leaking magic.]

IV. Wildcard

[OOC: Any prompts you're interested in threading with Naomi that aren't here? Hit me up at demidemonLove. She's not an active quest taker since she has a job, but she can be dragged into them like the quest with the fear gorta, butterflying lettuce, and even the gancanagh (she's an adult, it's all good).]

Comments

[tempredmental]

I'll drink it... [His tone was still grumpy as he stubbornly moved to sit up, grunting from the effort.]

[chatwithdeath]

[Waiting for him to settle, Naomi will prepare the glass with a straw. It would just be easier on him to drink.]

[tempredmental]

[A straw? Really? Keith looked frustrated for a second, but his hand were just a tiny bit shaky still. He frowned at that, too, and conceded enough to take the glass carefully and use the stupid straw. He had gotten past the point of feeling how thirsty he was, and almost drank the entire thing before he stopped himself. He knew that drinking it too fast was probably not the best idea.]

[chatwithdeath]

[Besides her and the nurse, it's not like any one else was going to see him using a straw. And aside from that, at least she didn't hold the glass for him despite shaking hands. When he's almost done with the glass, she nods.]

We'll get that refilled so you have more later. Rest a little longer for now.

[tempredmental]

[Right. He frowned a bit.]

I was trying to get things done. With all the refugees here, and this whole calamity thing, sitting around resting isn't something I have time for.

[Of course, he didn't have his Galra endurance, either, but that was something he wasn't ready to deal with in addition to trying to work himself through his frustration about having lost two friends, recently.]

[chatwithdeath]

Perhaps, but 'sitting around' is something you need to take time for. You're only human here and must remember your own limitations.

[She doesn't know if he was anything before, but people made habit of pushing their limitations that didn't exist prior. And aside from that, Keith was a workaholic too.]

[tempredmental]

[He was definitely a workaholic, and he kind of knew it, but that came from spending the last several years of his life fighting for survival. Having new, more restrictive limits here in Avalon wasn't helping, either.

He huffed slightly, but the 'only human' comment seemed to hit home. She'd unknowingly slammed the nail on the head with a 30 pound sledgehammer. He grumbled, but reluctantly gave in.]

Yeah. Fine. [He glared at the glass in his hands, which were still a little shaky, but that would take a bit to settle. He looked like he was angry at it for betraying him. He managed to take another sip, finishing the last of it in that pull.]

[chatwithdeath]

[Well, she can't do anything about him being stubborn. Her job is to make sure he recovers to get out again. If he continued reckless habits? Well, she'd just see him again.]

... Have you had anything to eat today?

[tempredmental]

[Keith hesitated, which really was kind of the actual answer right there, but then he shrugged a little.]

I don't remember.

[So, uh... no... probably not. He was too intent on giving a random floor tile in the far corner a surly glare to meet Naomi's gaze.]

[chatwithdeath]

... I'll see about getting you something small. And easy on the stomach.

[Since he probably hasn't eaten all day.]

Until then, continue resting.

[tempredmental]

[Keith nodded a little with a small sigh.

He was definitely still tired, but he was purposefully staying awake. He hated this lack of control. So, he was focusing on just drinking that water for now. He'd finished the water by the time she got back, and his hands had stopped trembling, at least.]

[chatwithdeath]

[By the time she comes back, a nurse has helpfully delivered some soup and bread that will be mild on his stomach. Fluids were the most important at the moment, but soup and bread covered that.]

[Just as long as he was okay with chicken noodle.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith almost didn't have an appetite and started off slow as a result, which was honestly probably the best for his situation. Getting this bad would have taken a few days, even without his Galra side's extended stamina here in Avalon. So, scarfing down anything would likely have gotten him sick to his stomach. But, eventually, just tasting food and putting it in his body again did restart his hunger a bit, and he did actually finish what he'd been given. Nothing against chicken soup, he did like it. He just needed to restart his desire to eat.

He was still tired, though, but with warm food in him and having hydrated a bit more, it was catching up to him.]

Sorry. [He mumbled it, looking like he regretted his actions, definitely. It had been a while since he'd gotten himself this strung out, and he knew he was acting pretty mean in his state. It wasn't anyone's fault but his own. He was self-aware enough to realize that.]

[chatwithdeath]

[While he worked on getting back into eating, Naomi was writing. Not on Keith, but on a few different patients since she'd gotten the updates finally. A few things she was wondering if she should have the nurses handle, but if she took the time, should they have something to discuss, it wouldn't be through another party.]

[When he speaks, she stops.]

... I'm not going to say it's alright because it isn't. Still, what I should say is likely what you've heard plenty of time before. So instead, what happened that you decide to do this?

[tempredmental]

[It took Keith a bit. Sometimes, he had trouble tracing exactly where his emotions were stemming from. He could rattle off a bunch of things, but he had a feeling they weren't the primary source. He absently twirled the spoon from the soup in his fingers before finally answering.]

I lost a couple people back into the messed up time stream.

[He didn't handle loss well...]

[chatwithdeath]

I see...

[No, that made sense to her. Not that she had significant bonds like that, but she could still understand other people who would. That, and he was someone that gave off an air of those relationships being significant.]

... try not to lose focus. Now that they've returned, you're the one protecting them from danger.

[If what they'd been told was the truth...]

[tempredmental]

That's what I was trying to do. [He pulled back again with a sigh, trying to keep himself from lashing out again. It wasn't Naomi's fault. She didn't deserve his anger.] I'm just used to being able to keep going a lot longer.

[chatwithdeath]

Could've fooled me... [He can lash out at her, it's fine. Sometimes, people need to get that anger out, and Keith's one of those guys that'll hold back by nature.]

Such is the body's limitation. With everything going on, would your normal body really be able to handle your pushing under all of your current stress?

[tempredmental]

[Keith growled softly under his breath and then sighed in frustration. He shrugged a little.]

I don't know. But I definitely know I could have pushed further back home than I have here.

[Everything he went through during the animal mage hunts had showed him that. He'd faced a lot when fighting back home, the Blade Trials specifically, and that had been way more than the groups he'd faced here during that time.

Still, he knew that he would have eventually worn down anyway. He was just pretty certain it wouldn't have happened as quickly.]

[chatwithdeath]

Were it exhaustion alone, perhaps. Without drinking and forgoing meals, exhaustion would be the last thing to take you down.

[But, she's going to leave it at that.]

I'll release you tomorrow, but I want you to rest here tonight.

[tempredmental]

[Keith took a breath, almost looking like he was going to fight her, but then sighed. She wasn't wrong. If she released him now, he was pretty likely to get restless and just start doing something that would land him back in the same situation. He was one hundred percent aware of himself on that level.]

Yeah, fine. [He pinched the bridge of his nose for a second, and then flopped back against the pillows.]

[chatwithdeath]

[Not only that, but she would likely keep him for observation longer. Take one day to have a week.]

Good. Now, rest up. I'll come back to evaluate you again to determine if you can be discharged early in the morning or not.

[tempredmental]

Mm. [Keith nodded.] Okay. [He'd try. This wasn't exactly a comfortable situation for him, so it would likely be hard to sleep on top of everything else going through his head, but he was at least getting proper fluids and nutrition into his system while he was here. That was a plus.]