http://spiritsup.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] spiritsup.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2011-06-15 09:09 pm

Hurting [Open]

Characters: Romeo and passers by
Setting: Dormitory level
Format: whatever
Summary: Romeo doesn't like his job too much, and he doesn't feel too well
Warnings:

Romeo was sat outside one of the bathrooms leaning against the wall, hugging his legs curled up to his chest. He didn't feel very well, he had been doing his job all morning, cleaning the bathrooms just like he had been told but he had been getting more and more tired and dizzy.

His left wrist was all blistered where he had spillt some of the cleaning liquid on himself and it hurt a lot. Romeo was no stranger to hard work, but he had never got this tired cleaning chimneys.

Piccolo wasn't with him, after the first time when Piccolo had tried to sniff at the foul smelling cleaning stuff Romeo had left him in his room when he went to do his job. So Romeo was sat alone. He scrunched his face up, because he couldn't cry. He didn't cry, not even when things went wrong, he had to keep his spirits up. He punched the air a few times before leaning back. "I hope all the Black Brother's found you in heaven Alfredo," he said quietly, "And I hope you don't forget all about me!"

[identity profile] pineandmaple.livejournal.com 2011-06-16 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
Canada peeked in, looking a bit upset to see him curled up like that there. The fumes were already giving her headaches.

"Are you...I'm sorry, do you want me to stay out?"

[identity profile] pineandmaple.livejournal.com 2011-06-21 12:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Canada stepped closer and petted his hair slowly, dropping to a crouch.

"Should I get you to a room?"

[identity profile] pineandmaple.livejournal.com 2011-06-21 01:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nonsense, you should be in bed. You look dead on your feet." She scooped him up, even if he protested and looked around, "Which one is your room, dear?"

[identity profile] pineandmaple.livejournal.com 2011-06-21 02:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Canada set him on the bed and petted his hair, adopting a mock stern look cultivated for just such occasions.

"You can miss a day and frankly if you are in there every day, you may end up sicker than this. Take this as a breather and relax. I'll be back in a moment with some water."

[identity profile] modersvea.livejournal.com 2011-06-16 01:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Sweden is walking by and stops when she sees the form against the wall, taking a step towards Romeo before adressing him. "Are you alr'ght?"

[identity profile] modersvea.livejournal.com 2011-06-16 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Do you nedd h'lp?" She did not move, studying the male's face intently.

[identity profile] modersvea.livejournal.com 2011-06-17 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
She doesn't answer, but stares at him, though it stays unclear if she doesn't believe him and wants to hear more or if she's just studying him, imprinting his face into her memory.

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[identity profile] thosefivedays.livejournal.com 2011-06-16 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Lillet had been making a faint attempt to explore the various accessible levels before she had to report to work - window cleaning, really? - and whilst she had a good enough memory to remember the layout as described by Ichi, it was only with the help of a carefully summoned elf that she was able to navigate her way around. Everything and everyone looked so strange, and that was something she never thought she'd have to say again. When she rounded a corner and saw a young boy curled up against the wall, it was almost a relief. Something she could do.

"Oh no!" It was a close thing as to who got there faster, her or the elf, "You're hurt. What happened?"

[identity profile] thosefivedays.livejournal.com 2011-06-16 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's what they tell me-- oh, your wrist..." It wasn't exactly good conversation, mostly because she was occupied with infusing her elf with enough of her remaining mana reserves for a decent healing charm. The spell wasn't a subtle one either, a fountain or blues and greens, faerie lights and the smell of tulips all erupting from the air above the elf to whirl around Romeo. That done, she smiled at him, able to make eye contact now she was kneeling at his side. "I'm Lillet. Are you okay now?"

[identity profile] thosefivedays.livejournal.com 2011-06-17 12:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're welcome." She settled back on her heels and adjusted her skirts, once she was sure he didn't have any other pains she could actually do something about. He reminded her so much of her little brothers it hurt. "How did that happen, anyway?"