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Helios Sprensonne ([personal profile] folklorist) wrote2013-03-15 02:17 pm

ϡ - Chapter Forty-Five; an aliment [action|voice|written]

[ When the feed initially comes on there’s merely the sound of pained labored breathing. It’s clear that whoever it on the other end is trying desperately to breathe, but it hardly seems to be working well. There’s another pause as the sound of feet crunching through the snow stops. A deep breath filters through followed by a very agonized, wet, and pained cough, which sounds a bit distant as the afflicted turns away. The voice that comes out is slightly Romanian in accent when the person finally speaks. It's shaky and pained despite the attempts to not sound too much so, as if Helios doesn't want anyone to know his aliment at the moment.]

Ah. It’s snowing. R-Reminds me of when I first arrived here. [ A few moments of soft coughing as he continues to walk through the snow. He isn’t really enjoying the snow as much this time around. ]

I’m s-sorry for taking so long to comeback, they k-kept me a bit longer then expected. [ Helios would be one to apologize amidst having something like this. Another few coughs before there’s some stumbling. His voice is soft and if it wasn’t so quiet out he probably wouldn’t even be heard. But talking loudly is just really far too much for him right how. ] Ah. How long was I away for, exactly? Did we g-get more new arrivals yet? If-if we have I-I suppose a welcome is in o-order. [ Another cough or two as he tries to clear his throat. ] W-Welcome to Luceti, if-if you have just arrived. I hope you g-get...get situated nicely.

[ He sounds out of breath as he tries to get it back. But his chest and lungs just are not cooperating. His panic is thinly masked, because he knows that something is terrible wrong. ]

I’ll be home- [ Another fit of coughing as he tries to steady himself against that tree. Each one sends a tremendous amount of pain through his chest that he really just can’t talk anymore. He’ll switch to writing then instead so as to not worry too many people. ]

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I’ll be home shortly. Raine. I. I don’t think I’ll be able teach at the school for the next few days. [ And with that nothing else comes from him. He would ask for assistance but he doesn't want anyone else to get sick, if they even can. He’s missed so much but it was probably best that he didn’t go to school like this. He’s barely able to stand as is and his chest hurts quite a bit too. If you couldn’t tell Helios is a bit under the weather one look at his pale, slightly damp face will show you everything you need to know. And should you happen across him making his way back through the village from the woods behind C2 you will notice how tired and utterly miserable he looks in that snow. Coughing fits will overtake him slowing his progress back to house 44. ]

((ooc; Helios has come back with TB. It's not contagious (ICly though that won't be known) or able to be cured. But it won't get any better or worse for the week or so that he has it. It's in a fixed state of the later stages of the disease. ))
fleurdesel: right, serious, confused (You have my attention)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-03-18 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a standing tray next to the tub holding a small pot of herbal tea and a mug for him, a fresh bathrobe, laundered pajamas, and slippers. Horribly domestic and overly detailed? Yes. But he wouldn't very well let her examine him as a doctor so she must do all that she is able as a friend.]

There's a bell on the tea tray if you need anything else, bath salts if you feel you need them, and vapor rub next to the bell. Ring if you need anything.
fleurdesel: left, smile, smirk, confused, sarcastic (The punchline is...?)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-03-19 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
I just...like to be thorough.

[Her grandfather had some manner of coughing illness before he died. At least she thinks he did. It's all a bit fuzzy now, she'd been terribly young and that may or may not play into her concerns at the moment. She reaches out to rest a hand on his shoulder, give it a light squeeze, reassure herself that he's here and that whatever this is? They can handle it.]

Take a long soak, mm? I'll let Luminair and Maggir know you are home.
fleurdesel: left, smile, smirk, sarcastic (but I don't agree)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-03-19 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
He made off with my hair pins the second day you were gone, but since I gave them the chests for christmas it has been very easy to find anything that they've decided to hoard. It's easier than when they would hide them just about anywhere.

[She lifts a shoulder, not terribly bothered.]

Maggir has been more demanding of affection, but I think that is simply because she was anxious. Now that you are home they will be well and happy once more.
fleurdesel: left, smile, smirk, sarcastic (but I don't agree)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-03-20 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
I'll keep my eye out for gems in the item shop in the future, then, though I don't expect to find anything terribly valuable.

[that cough worries her. She's not one to specialize in infectious diseases- what she's always treated falls into the realm of contusions, fractures, hemorrhaging, not wasting illness. It could be a cold. It could be pneumonia. It could be nothing.]

...I know you don't care for the clinic but...can I look you over? Once you've bathed and warmed up. Here, in the house.
fleurdesel: left, serious, angry, work, sarcastic (put that down)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-03-20 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
...I'll be as quick as I can, Helios. Depending on what we find I might provide a sedative so you can rest undisturbed- if you like.

[Something about the same grade as an over the counter medicine. They had a handfull of pills she'd never taken when she was having the worst of her night terrors- and if he didn't care for the medication they could always use that tea.]
fleurdesel: You act like I can change this right, serious, angry  what do you want me to say? right, sad, serious  still alive, stil (Don't go. Don't you dare go.)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-03-21 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
Helios.

[She reaches out to rest her hand against his, curling her fingers around to hold it. Offer a reassuring squeeze and speak in her gentlest voice.]

Whatever it is? I will find out and better yet, find a way to treat it. Between the medicine I have in the house, Nala, and what is available in the clinics for my use I am certain I can see you well in time. Take a hot bath, use the oil to help you breathe. Drink your tea. Relax. The soak will do you good.

[She steps in, slow as she always is for him, and tugs him into a very loose, very brief, very gentle hug. Something quick and reassuring.]
fleurdesel: left, smile, smirk, confused, sarcastic (The punchline is...?)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-03-22 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Breathe, Soleil. [She pats his back lightly before stepping back.]

Bathe. Relax. Call me when you are ready to sit by the fire and I will bring your dragons to you. And your meal. Don't worry about anything else tonight. Once you are comfortable and warm I will look you over, mmm?
fleurdesel: left, smirk, sarcastic, flirty (Who. Me?)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-03-23 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[She does not like the sound of that cough. The more she hears, the less comfortable she is with the thought of him stuck with it. Aside from a mental note to borrow medical texts from the clinic there isn't anything she can do for him now that she hasn't already. With one last squeeze she steps back and out of the bathroom, leaving Helios his privacy.]
fleurdesel: right, serious, confused (You have my attention)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-03-24 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Over here, Soleil.

[Adele turns from the stove, a pot of stew simmering away and a tray prepped and ready of nice, hot, sweet tea waiting for him. She offers him a quick smile and ladles out a measure of the stew, setting it in a bowl on the same tray as the tea. It was a simple meal, hearty and healthy and warm, not even her with her anxiety could have mucked it up. He could eat, first, eat and rest and she could observe before beginning an exam proper. That was the plan.]

The fire is going in the hearth- why don't you sit down with Luminair and Maggir and I'll bring you the tray?
fleurdesel: center, smile, smirk, flirty, sarcastic (I doubt it)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-03-26 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Like a mother hen and her chicks. Adele can't help that she's reminded of it, watching Helios with the two chirruping dragons. They'd missed him so- after the first night they'd taken refuge with the cats, then Ranni, then the beds of whoever would have them for missing their father. It's terribly sweet, and terribly telling, Helios is their favorite but no one can begrudge them that.

Adele shakes her head a bit and finishes setting up the tray, walking out and weaving around the cats which came out to observe Helios' return. Curious things. The tray is set on the coffee table for a moment while Adele pulls out the stands so she could set it across Helios' lap and spare him some effort.]


Whenever you are ready, Helios.
fleurdesel: right, serious, confused (You have my attention)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-03-28 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
Sit back and breathe as deeply as you are able. Nala and I will handle the rest.

[Normally she wouldn't leave it to just the spirit- but anything medical tends to leave Helios skittish and uncomfortable and he's been stressed enough with whatever this illness is. For the moment Adele contents herself with using the expanded awareness provided by the spirit to sort out what the possible ailment might be.]
fleurdesel: right, serious, smile, sad (If I can help I will)

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[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-04-03 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Pain- inflammation. Nala cannot do much of anything against illness- simply ease the ache that the illness has left him and give Adele a vague idea as to the extent of the damage. At the lightest? Bronchitis. Middling? Pneumonia. At worst? TB. She's praying for the former.]

You're doing wonderful, Helios.