At the feast

[notagiraffe]

Characters: Taiki and anyone
Setting: Cafeteria, on the 18th during the feast
Format: Whatever you wish
Summary: Taiki is very ill and spends most the feast curled up under a table. Also it is his birthday but he's lost track of time :(
Warnings:

Taiki had already been unconscious before the monsters were taken care of and everyone passed out. He half woke to the announcement about refreshments. He half sat up from where he was laid, under a table; when he had gotten too week to walk around helping he had tried to get as far out of the way as possible and figured he couldn't trip anyone up under a table.

He was hungry, but he also felt sick. He thought he was probably going to pass out again, but he was really worried about Gyousou, he peered through the sea of peoples legs. He couldn't see Gyousou and he whimpered trying to move.

The blood sickness was too much though, he couldn't move he was too dizzy. He pulled his cloak further around him and curled back up crying softly.

Comments

[notagiraffe]

Taiki looked up blearily wincing at the criticism, even less confident in his ill state. "Sorry..." He tried to make his self smaller. "I'll go..."

Except sitting up was proving far more difficult than expected.

[littlesound]

"Heeeeeey...." She suddenly felt a bit bad for being so scolding, after actually interacting with the sleepy kid. He wasn't sleepy! He was sick, wasn't he?

In a flash she's down on her knees and under the table with him. "If you're sleepy, or if you're sick, you should go to the infirmary! Here, here! Sonata will help." And she'll do what she can to at least get him sitting up.

[notagiraffe]

Taiki didn't struggle against her trying to lift him up, he was much lighter than an eleven year old boy should be. But he did shake his head, his eyes fearful. "No... please..." He didn't want to go to the infirmary; injured people went there and where there was injured people there was blood...

[littlesound]

"What? You can't be afraid! It's not that scary! I bet they won't even give you any needles!" Poor sick scaredy-cat. If he doesn't want to go, though, Sonata's not about to haul him out. She's not super-strong, herself. She'll keep him sitting up and leaning against her, for now.

"You can't stay under a table!"

[notagiraffe]

Taiki shook his head, his tears starting again. Truth was he was scared, if they cut him or put a needle in him at all the sickness would get even worse.

"Sorry..." He made no move though, outside of the table he would just get in peoples way.

[littlesound]

"Poor scaredy-scardey-cat..." She was just feeling worse and worse for him. He must have been really sick. In situations like this, it would probably be best to get someone older... so she gives him a final gentle pat on the head, then carefully sets him back down.

"Sonata's gonna go find someone to help! Promise!"

And she'd scamper out from under the table to do just that. Someone else will likely beat her to the punch, but it's the thought that counts, isn't it?

[notagiraffe]

Taiki cried a little harder because he didn't like being called a scaredy cat, he wasn't scared he was tired and ill and he wanted his king. He nodded though, even if he wished she wouldn't; he didn't want to bother more people than he had already.