Ironic this should happen in December...

[justiceinheaven]

Characters: Nanako Dojima, Yu Narukami, Commander Shepard, Asch, and open to everyone else that wants to interact with Nanako
Setting: Dorm room 3-15
Format: Take your pick.
Summary: Nanako got sick with the special kind of flu. Of course this isn't going to end well. This is covering stage one through three of her illness, so there will be some backdating.
Warnings: "Death", gross sobbing, Yu flipping tables.

[Stage One]
[Nanako first falls ill on December 11th.]

[She had been doing so well, despite the cold; she had been sure to dress as warmly as she could, even reluctantly taking out her Loveline cloak to bundle up in every time she left the room. So she really didn't know how she got sick, but she still took responsibility for herself... well, when Shepard let her anyway.]

[And she totally didn't tell her brother that she snuck out to the cafeteria, nor that she gave Adachi a hug. As much as she loved him, she was pretty sure he would be upset about that.]

[Stage Two]
[On the morning of the 13th, Nanako could not get up from bed when she woke up.]

[For her, breathing hurt, moving hurt, everything hurt. Coughing was like agony on her lungs, not to mention just being awake and doing anything. Though that... really wasn't the case. She wasn't any sicker than she had been the day before, and most of the problems she was having were her largely in her head. Nanako did not realize this, however; all she knew was it was starting to feel like that time, when she had been in the hospital...]

[Stage Three]
[Nanako is dead.]

[Or at least, she thinks she is. Her cold had gotten steadily worse, to the point where, in her mind, her body had finally given up. All she could do was lay there on her bed, eyes closed, unable to do anything... never mind she was still breathing, her heart was still beating, and she was, for all intents and purposes, still alive.]

[She just didn't know that.]

Comments

judging by them plurks, late stage two. D:

[pitiedthefool]

[Something he recognized all too well, considering both the month and how she was behaving. When she started getting worse, he rarely left her side even at the risk of getting sick as well. It was something he'd have to deal with, but he couldn't. He just couldn't unless he absolutely had to.

He silently sits by her bed, a hand resting on one of her small and cold ones in an extra attempt to keep her warm. Even if the fire was still going, can anyone blame him for both being worried (or angry, for that matter)?

Worries about Adachi being here and stuck with whatever the admins come up with could be brought up later, damn it. Family came first.]

Stage 2.99 o/

[bloodyashes]

[There's a gentle knock on the door - it's someone else's room, after all, and he's heard that the girl's sick, besides. He might be harsh, but he's not a bastard for no reason.

Even when he's frustrated enough to take extreme measures like this.]

May I come in?

[A pause. It's doubtful anyone here at the Tower can tell him and Luke apart by voice, except probably for Jade. So - ]

It's Asch.

sob guys D:

[justiceinheaven]

[Nanako stirred at the knocking, cracking her eyes open as she looked up to her brother. In the next moment, her gaze drifted over to the door, letting out a curious noise. Asch? Who was that? Another person her brother knew?]

Onii-chan...?

we can easily make this before all the terrible death things 8(

[pitiedthefool]

[He blinks once, nodding faintly.] It's okay. He's... I guess you'd say family of a friend.

[How does one explain replicas and real things to a seven year old. D:]

I know. Come in, Asch. [How did he know? Well, that was his own little secret for now. Until then he just spares a wry smile.] Don't get too close, though.

[Don't want another person getting sick, too. Enjoy the fire?]

[bloodyashes]

[Hey he managed to explain it to a seven year old well enough -

Wow it's warm in here. He takes a minute to undo the clasp of his cloak, slinging it over one arm instead.]

I hope I'm not disturbing anything.

[He glances at the girl in the bed; her condition doesn't look so good, but Asch keeps that assessment to himself.]

I just came to ask when you usually train Luke, since I can't pry it out of the idiot himself.

[Going over someone's head is as much of a practical strategy here as it ever was in the Oracle Knights, apparently.]

[justiceinheaven]

[Nanako looked over to Asch, her vision bleary from her fever. That boy... with his dark clothes and flaming red hair, it looked like Death had just been invited into the room. Her eyes flicked over to her brother, a concerned look on her face.]

Onii-chan... is he here to take me away...?

stage 2

[terreifying]

[Rei leans over her younger roommate. For some reason, the child has been in bed a long time.]

Heee~ey.

[She gives the girl a poke.]

Are you okay?

[justiceinheaven]

Rei-chan...?

[She paused a moment, turning away from her to cough. It sounded really harsh, like it was coming from deep in her lungs and would bring up blood with it any second.]

N-no... I'm sick. You shouldn't get so close.

[terreifying]

Don't worry. I don't get sick.

[She tries to give Nanako a reassuring smile.]

[justiceinheaven]

[Nanako did not look entirely convinced, but then again, Rei was a really weird one. Who knew what she could and could not do.]

[terreifying]

Do you want me to get you something to eat?

Onset of Stage 3 because I am a shitty mun. 8[

[risingshepard]

[She's been there by her side for a long time now--doing whatever it takes to cushion whatever's wrong with her, and when even that fails to work, she just...isn't sure of what to do anymore. All the worse, since she's the first to figure out that something really bad's happened. Needless to say,

Shepard already despises this tower, and Jason.]

Nanako?

Sob. ;-;

[justiceinheaven]

[Nanako hadn't moved since the nice man that looked like Death had visited her brother. She was still breathing, though barely, and her pulse was still fine, but it was like she just couldn't move. It was something like a coma, but not quite; it was like she truly believed she was dead, and her body was struggling to keep that from being real.]

[She could still hear though; heard her brother crying, and could hear Shepard now, but it was coming in through a filter, like they were talking to her from somewhere very far away. Either way, she couldn't even respond to them.]

[She was dead, after all.]

FEELS AHOY ;_;

[risingshepard]

[She was...fine, physically, as far as she could check--she at least knew first aid for when she needed it, so that's a plus--but whatever this flu was doing...it looked like it was eating away at her mind more than it was her body.

Whatever was affecting her had to be some sort of bio-weapon a certain Admin concocted just to get back at Yu for his handiwork... Shepard can only assume at this point--and it boils her blood to think that anyone would ever stoop so low.]

Nanako? Hey, Nanako! Stay with me here!

YUP

[justiceinheaven]

[She didn't respond, not even a twitch. After all, she was dead... beyond saving. There was no point in trying to reach her.]

/PINGS FOR THE TWI ;_;

[risingshepard]

[...Son of a bitch.

Yu? There's only one message waiting, whenever the network comes back up--you won't like to hear it.

"Nanako isn't moving."]

Since it's on the 13th, it's still before she has her little split personality funtiems...|D

[idol_support]

[Rise stood outside the door of room 3-15, seemingly staring at the name of her boyfriend's little sister. She'd been having strange gaps in her memory lately, and sometimes it felt like someone or something else was controlling her body...and right now, she honestly couldn't remember how she'd gotten here from her room on the floor above. The last thing she remembered was huddling down in her blankets and trying to sleep off the dizziness, the full-body ache and the seemingly perpetual headache she'd had the past week or so. And now...]

[She raised a slightly-trembling hand, pressing it to her (still-pounding) head. She'd heard Nanako-chan was sick, and she'd meant to come visit...but not knowing how she'd gotten here...not being able to remember taking the stairs, or even getting up out of her bed...]

[But no, that wasn't the important thing right now! She was here to see Nanako-chan! Muffling a cough in the crook of her arm, she pasted her best bright smile on her face and opened the door, peeking her head in.]

Hey, Nanako-chan...!

[justiceinheaven]

[Nanako managed to lift her head a bit, looking a lot sicker than what she really was. A smile worked it's way onto her face as well, always happy to see her brother's girlfriend.]

Rise-chan...

[idol_support]

[Her smile almost wavered at how weak and wan Nanako-chan looked, but Inoue-san hadn't said she was a great actress for nothing. Keeping her cheerful expression firmly in place, Rise crossed the room and perched on the edge of the bed, smiling down at Nanako and reaching out to pat the back of her hand.]

How are you feeling? Any better?

[justiceinheaven]

[Nanako shook her head.]

Not really... I keep feeling worse...

[idol_support]

[Inwardly she winces at that, but outwardly Rise keeps smiling.]

Do you need anything? Or is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable?

[More blankets? Less blankets? Another pillow? Anything...?]

...And what the heck, Stage Three on the 15th also. (Have "Rise" this time. |D)

[idol_support]

[Rise had been worried about the younger girl ever since her visit two days ago, when Nanako been so inexplicably sick. It had been truly awful, how much like that time it had been... And hard as it was for her to see Nanako in that state (again), she knew it had been a hundred times harder on Yu.]

[And despite knowing that, she hadn't been able to support him at all. She herself been stuck in bed all of yesterday (or at least as much of yesterday as she could remember, which...wasn't all that much), feverish and scarcely able to stumble to the bathroom once or twice, much less visit anyone else. But today the fever seemed to have broken, and the uncontrollable shivering and gut-wrenching coughing and pounding headaches that had plagued her for more than a week now suddenly simply gone.]

[...The memory gaps had gotten worse, however, and she'd found herself in stranger and stranger situations...]

[Truth be told, Rise had wanted to check on Nanako-chan sooner, but every time she'd looked in on her, there had just been so many people there. (Read: ANYONE AT ALL.) She hadn't wanted to intrude, or bother anyone, and she hadn't been able to think of anything to say or way to call out to any of them either, so she'd just ducked her head and hurried off without a word. But she could tell from how agitated they'd been that Nanako-chan had been getting worse...]

[Now, at last, there was no-one else in the room when she passed by; so after checking around her, she hesitantly eased inside, closing the door carefully behind her.]

...N...Nanako...chan...?

[Her voice was very soft, very quiet, and she hovered uncertainly by the door for nearly a minute before haltingly crossing the room.]

...sob

[justiceinheaven]

[There was a... pretty clear reason why there was no one there looking over Nanako. She was completely still on her bed, looking more like a porcelain doll than a living human being. She was breathing, though barely, but other than the slight rise and fall of her chest, she wasn't moving at all.]

[She was dead, after all; the dead didn't move.]

(╥_╥)

[idol_support]

[Nanako hadn't moved, hadn't given any response, not even so much as flickering an eyelid. Rise edged closer to the bed, deeply worried by how pale and still that tiny form was. To her immense relief, she could see the younger girl's chest lightly rising and falling once she got close enough, but...Nanako just seemed too calm somehow...]

[Rise slowly raised a hand, reaching out towards the younger girl, then suddenly changed her mind and pulled her hand back hastily. She opened her mouth, drawing an unsteady breath, but when she went to speak...nothing came out. Dropping her eyes and biting her lip, Rise clenched her fists at her sides, then reached out once again, this time managing to lightly brush Nanako's bangs to the side a bit and briefly press the backs of her fingers to the little girl's forehead.]

[...She felt...so cold...]

...I...I'm sorry...that I couldn't...do anything...to help you...or help Senpai...

...[2/2] because...what can Nanako-chan do, rly... =\

[idol_support]

[There was no response to her words, of course...but Nanako-chan was breathing, so she must just be asleep! The first real, peaceful sleep she'd gotten in a while, probably...she'd been so sick before...]

[Drawing back her hand, Rise began to back towards the door.]

...Uh, umm....I...I'll just let you sleep...s-sorry to bother you...!

[Blushing deeply, she made a hasty scramble for the door, scurrying away down the hall, up the stairs, and back to her room, where she huddled on the floor beside (almost more behind) her trunk, still worried but unable to do anything about it.]

[...She couldn't do anything about anything really...]

[Hugging her legs to her chest, she rested her forehead against her knees and gave a sad, lonely little sigh. She should really just leave Nanako-chan alone...and Yu-senpai, too...]