lostcarnival | Fever in the Morning ++ OPEN

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Fever in the Morning ++ OPEN

Who: Doll and you!
When: S2:D11-D22
Where: Around the carnival
What: Where has Doll been while all this Harbinger/Guardian craziness has been happening? Bedridden at the carnival. Which one of you passed her the mono, hmm?
Warnings: Sniffles, adorable sick thing, potentially contagious.

[Uh, Medic? - Backdated S2:D11]

[Sometime soon after Performance Week, Doll starts looking a little pale and feeling a little off. Of course it's probably nothing-- she's tired, she's been working on new routines, not sleeping as well as she did in a comfy bed on the moon. There are so many reasons she could be feeling off.]

[After her last performance, she sets to cleaning and organizing the makeup in the dressing areas. She finds herself trying to hurry because she's so tired that she just wants to get back to her trailer and go to sleep. Maybe she pushed herself too hard on the rope tonight, because she's never felt this warm after a performance. She's never had double vision after a performance either. Forget the makeup, she needs some air.]

[Doll wobbles outside and tries to sit on one of the nearby storage crates-- but misses and falls over. It's a short trip to the ground and she's not hurt, but wow she's dizzy and her limbs feel like solid weights. Is somebody going to find her like this?]

[Should be in Bed]

[Once Doll realized she was sick and wouldn't be able to hang around Wismuth as much as she'd like, she'd dutifully retired to bed in her and Joker's trailer. And for the most part, she's got everything she needs in there-- except for food. Wrapped in a blanket and determined to be at least a little self-sufficient, Doll shuffles across the grounds heading for the mess hall. It's slow going and she's not exactly keeping a low profile here, but how else is she supposed to get fed?]

[WHAT'S Going on Over There?!]

[Is there some ruckus made after something's gone south in Wismuth? Doll's regular sleep cycle is all kinds of ridiculous from doing nothing but sleeping, so anytime of the day or night if there's somebody making noise outside her curiosity will get the best of her. She'll wrap herself in her trusty blanket, put on her slippers and shuffle out of the trailer to see what's going on.]

Oi-- [And she coughs, her throat not used to doing much talking yet.] What's goin' on?

((OOC Note: The last two prompts can happen any old time, she's kicking around the carnival while plot things happen, feel free to date any interaction whenever! :3b))

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[Doll frowns deeply at being called a princess, but she's in no shape to argue. So she just makes a (hilarious) displeased face and shuffles until she's turned around. It's a little slow going back into the trailer, but she goes back to what's clearly her nest. Several blankets, empty cups that once held tea, bowls that must have held soup, books that she's trying to read during small bits of wakefulness.]

Where is everybody? It's right quiet 'round here as of late.

[He steps into the trailer after her and takes a once over of everything. He even picks a few things up as he inspects them before looking over at her nest. It's then that he's gathering cups, bowls, and other things to set into a pile to take on his way out. He may as well clean up.]

Wismuth. There is a woman by the name of Noa that approached the Ringmaster for assistance. I am not sure if you heard that radio call but several volunteered to help her and others got mixed up in her affairs. Another woman, a singer, named CY-Ren was the target with her concert being something they wanted to cancel. She's a dangerous lady with creatures from this 'Void' that posed a danger. We now know that if she has her way it could result in the end of the world. Not just this one but ours, yours and mine.

They failed to stop her, her song enchanted everyone around her with thousands of fans unaware of the chaos around them, and a few of our own made their way to the stage where they were taken into the Void.

[Doll stops her progress back to bed, her mouth hanging open a little. No wonder it'd been so quiet.]

Where's Joker? [She rushes over to take the things out of Tyki's hands, there's more important things going on right now than the terrible state of her bed.] Where's Tamaki? Did they get takin' inta this Void?

[He looks down at his hands at the way things are just removed and thrown aside but he's at least setting that bowl down somewhere out of the way so he can feed her later. He can hear the panic in her voice and everything else that comes with a scared little girl.

There's a gentle and warm smile on his hand as he moves his hands outwards to grip her arms gently.] Easy now. Easy. Joker's fine. So is Tamaki. They were the first of many I looked for.

The best you can do for everyone right now is to eat right, get some rest, and stay calm.

[Doll lets out a shaky breath she's been holding too long, feeling utterly drained despite not doing very much at all just then. That rush of terror was enough, and she grabs Tyki's forearms weakly to steady herself.]

Thank goodness. Thank you f'r lookin' out, if anythin' happened... t'them I'd... [She grips Tyki's arms a little harder to keep from falling over. That scare was no joke, and now that the adrenaline is leaving her standing is a trial.]

S'hard bein' laid up here.

[He's down in a squat in an instant like he usually does with kids so she can support herself better without having to worry about a towering adult. He takes a step forward to try to get her to step back towards her little nest. He doesn't want her falling over and he'll pick her up and set her in a seat onto the bed.]

I'd do a lot worse to whoever managed to kill Joker and no one wants my wrath. [He wants to reassure her that he'll bring Joker back to her but Joker was a wild one and he couldn't always keep tabs on him unless he had him stalked 24/7. That just wasn't a possibility.]

I know but all this mess will be over soon.

Y-you'd have ta get in line... [She says crossly as she lets Tyki guide her back into her bed. It's probably adorable, Doll threatening to kill somebody while she can barely stand, but she's trying very hard.]

Good, 'cause 'm gonna be worryin' a while now. This whole mess sounds too much like what happened with th'Prince. [She drags her hands over Tyki's arms as she settles backwards, and when she gets to his hands she realizes what's strange-- he's not wearing his gloves and something's happened to his hand.]

What's this?

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Sorry, I like to cheat lines and rules. [No little princess should ever have to stain her hands when there were others to do it for her.

He goes to respond but then finds he really doesn't want to. He doesn't like to talk about the manor and the closest anyone got to making him talk about it was Joker. Even then he had to change the subject.

Thankfully and unfortunately, at the same time, she manages to get her small hands around his hand.] Nothing to be concerned about. It'll heal.

I'm 'is sister, you can' cheat the line when I c'n jus' sense-- [She waves her hands around her head, maybe to indicate psychic ability, maybe to not feel so dizzy.] --when he's gotten 'imself inta somethin' sticky.

[Speaking of Joker, Tyki might be able to get away with a dismissal with anybody else, but Doll has been dealing with Joker being evasive for months. She's sick, sure, but she narrows her eyes at Tyki and brings his hand closer to her for inspection.]

Yer hurt though.

Okay, okay. I understand what you mean. [Maybe in a different way given all Noah were connected. They were aware of each other in a deeper level and when one of them died they all felt it down to the core.

He doesn't pull away at least as his palm stretches out given she's pulling it towards her.
He's trying not to reopen the wound but it is definitely a deep one. He grin a little at her looking so fierce. It's adorable.]

Just a little. I'd had much worse in the past.

[Doll takes her time examining the wound, but then turns her face back up to him. Maybe it's because she's sick and tired, but Doll looks like she's on the brink of crying. It looks so deep and painful.]

Wait here. [She grimaces and pushes herself back up out of bed and starts tottering over to one of the cabinets.] I have... things... Bandages! [That's the word, bandages.]

[With the way his hasty wrapping shows it is likely easy to lift and move it back. Not to mention the blood kind of soaks through the wrappings given they aren't proper bandages. He just hasn't had time to track down Ginko just yet. He doesn't trust anyone else right now. More than half the medical team was either a Harbinger or a Star Guardian.]

What? Do you expect me to disappear the moment you turn your back? [Even if he does consider doing that at times. After that Manor he had done that for weeks avoiding contact.] I can find Ginko later. You don't have to get up.

Y'walked through a wall with me, 'n everybody seems-- real keen ta not bother me at all...! [She coughs as she goes through the cabinet and brings out a box.]

I love Mister Ginko, but I dunno where he is now. I'm righ' here. [Doll shuffles back to her next with the box and settles back down. She opens it up and pulls out a roll of bandages, some gauze, and a bottle.]

I've been told this stuff is great-- stings like th'dickens, but better'n a splash'a whiskey. [It's an antiseptic, from the sharp smell that comes out of it as she opens the bottle and puts some on the gauze.] Haven' used it f'r somethin' like this, jus' blisters so far, but I bet it's great.

It's a good way to make a classy exit. [So in a way he does prove her point for her. He's just have to have a good reason to up and abandon her. Right now he doesn't.]

I sort of know where he is right now. [It doesn't stop the excuses either way and he'll watch her cough again and reluctantly give into the situation.] If it'll get you to settle down I'll go along with your tough demands.

[Yet a bit of wariness shows on his face as his fingers curl inwards like he wants to retreat.] What is it?

[Ha, yes, tough demands. Sick as she is, Doll straightens up and settles her shoulders proudly. She's going to take care of Tyki if it kills them both, and she's going to like it.]

It's like... soap. Fer wounds. [Very scientific description.] I put it on th'blisters I get durin' practice, heals 'em up real quick without any trouble! Back where Joker 'n me 're from, if ya get too hurt, sometimes ya lose yer leg 'r yer arm. Real risky business. But this makes sure that doesn' happen!

[She holds the bottle out for Tyki to examine while she looks at his hand and starts gently removing the... whatever it is... that's wrapped around his hand.] Y'don' wanna lose yer hand, obviously.

[His body reads defensive for only a moment longer before he relaxes and stretches his fingers out to give her his full hand for her attention. She can do what she wishes now as he lets her poke, prod, or dress his wound. He trusts her at least for as long as he can.]

The world has really moved on despite everything. [It comes off really easy given it is just wrapped and tied in one spot. It almost falls off from how blood soaked it is. He's been using this hand even after it was hurt. A part of him doesn't want her to expend the effort or get his blood on her fingers.] I do rather like my hands. I'm good with them in a lot of ways.

[He could be reassuring and let her know that it would likely heal on its own in a couple of days, good as new, but he doesn't.]

[Doll winces as she pulls the makeshift bandage away and drops it over the side of her bed. She'll deal with it later.]

People are pretty superstitious, right? [She agrees with a nod, pouring some of the antiseptic into the gauze and taking Tyki's hand gently.] Yanno people used ta think that bathing would make ya sick. [She shudders.] Imagine never washin'. Imagine never washin' down there. [Doll squirms in place.]

Alrigh' this'll sting a little. [She starts dabbing gently at the wound, just a little at a time to get him used to the sensation.]

[He'll make sure to get it on the way out otherwise Joker might have a fit thinking it belongs to her. Also, she doesn't get to make a face at his bandages if she's insisting she takes care of it.]

For me it was less so as much as the look of things. Everything looks a lot cleaner. Methods are explained better. [Ginko was put through the paces when he had to explain every little thing to him.] I may not have bathed every day if I was on the go or traveling but I at least washed where it counted.

[She's gentle and he appreciates that even as it stings. The cut is rather deep to the point something embedded itself within him. Even so, he didn't look like it hurt save for the faintest twitch of his fingertips. It's an ugly wound and she gets blood for every dab in return.]

[LOOK IT GROSS, it looks all groady from being soaked through and not cleaned. The blood isn't what she's making a face at, it's everything else about the situation.]

Ohhh, ya mean everythin' here! Gosh yeah, th'first time Tamaki showed me a, a micro-wave, I nearly lost my head! [She laughs as she gently cleans the blood away from the cut on his hand before going right for the cut itself.]

Havin' hot water in a minute, amazin'! [She discards the gauze when it's bloody enough and gets another scrap, dousing it in the same antiseptic.] Yanno what the best thing is? Hot baths... [She sighs and snuffles.] Would feel real good ta have one now.

I have no idea what that is. [He's being honest at least given his lack of knowledge for a lot of things modern. If his fingers twitch it is because it is an involuntary reaction to the stinging. He barely feels it himself or it doesn't register as actual pain for the most part. It might start bleeding at being touched but at least it was getting a good cleaning. He doesn't know where Childermass' cards have been.

The light conversation was at least lifting his mood a little.]

That's the best part of this place, Miss Doll. Normally a bath would have to be drawn and it would a hassle to anyone that would. It wasn't always cold by the time I got home. [Even if he never had to actually draw his own bath.] The hot springs are truly a pleasure. It's better than a hot bath.

I don' know how it works exactly, but it cooks things in a snap! Like magic! [Doll continues to cheerily blot at Tyki's injured hand, still gentle and closing in on getting it clean enough to her liking.]

Oh have you been? I haven't had th'time jus' yet... Ah. [She frowns gently as she discards another bit of bloody gauze and goes for the bandage.] I know I might feel miles better if I could jus' get all these aches out, but... [Joker would never let her go, and she'll never make it all that way by herself.]

Hmm, maybe it is worth my attention. I've seen Ichigo use it. [And blow it up most likely on accident by putting something metal into it.]

It's not that far of a walk if you're use to walking and it is within the carnival which just makes it better and accessible at all times. [His brow raises gently as his hand stays there obediently for the most part.] But..?

[Look, the rules aren't written on the thing, it's hard.]

Well I can' jus' go over there now. I c'n barely walk as it is... [She starts wrapping Tyki's hand firmly, wrapping the bandage expertly from mid-forearm towards his wrist. About halfway down, she takes another bit of gauze and lays it on his palm before continuing.] If all that's goin' on in Wismuth though, I don' wanna take anybody away from everythin'. 'Specially if some of us were dragged inta that 'Void' thing.

It wouldn't be hard to carry you there. I'll even keep my back turned like a proper gentleman.

[And ward off anyone else from approaching though he might request to hold her hand or talk to him so he knows she hasn't dozed off in the water. He's watching his hand now instead of her as she seems to know what she's doing.] If taking you, later on, is better than now so you don't feel so guilty then that's fine. I'm a little burnt out on Wismuth for today at least.

[There is a possibility he will venture back out after midnight when the city is brighter at night unless Zangetsu was sleeping.] Do you want to know who was taken?

Would ya? [Doll looks hopeful for a moment, her aching body has been making it hard for her to rest properly.]

[Meanwhile though, she finishes wrapping Tyki's arm neatly, clipping the end of the bandage with the very useful metal clips]

...guess I should know, yeah? Who was it?

Fever in the Morning ++ OPEN

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