http://ugh-shut-call.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] ugh-shut-call.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] welcometotheughbackup2007-09-08 01:10 pm

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WHO: Sword, Muraki
WHEN: Just before lunch
WHERE: Infirmary
WHAT: Sword gets checked up
RATING: TBA



Ever since Sword had hit his head, he had been getting severe headache. The headaches made his eye sight even worse then it already was. He had told Sen he was fine and didn't need to go to get looked at, but the pain was so severe he really had no choice. He made his way to the infirmary and walked in, "Hello?" He called, not being able to see if anyone was near by as another surge of pain ran through his head.

[identity profile] murakiscloset.livejournal.com 2007-09-08 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Muraki smirked a little. "By that, I also assume you mean to stay away from your 'things', right?"

[identity profile] murakiscloset.livejournal.com 2007-09-08 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Muraki just smiled at that. Really, did he not get the hint to what was being said? Well, it was fine if not. More fun to harass him later.

Instead, Muraki stood from the bed and moved to his desk. "You should feel fine for a while since I gave you something strong. Come in whenever the pain gets too much and I'll give you something.

"Otherwise, I expect to see you at least once a day, and you should watch out for any other symptoms like dizziness, passing out, or anything really that is unusual. That's basically it."

[identity profile] murakiscloset.livejournal.com 2007-09-08 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes." Muraki smiled, almost pleasantly, at Sword. "You're free to go back and 'Dive' a few times more. Just be careful of the bed-frame this time, hm?"

[identity profile] murakiscloset.livejournal.com 2007-09-08 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I'll behave on that account." Muraki promised, though it was hard to tell if he was serious or not. "As I said, I'm not intending to make enemies."

[identity profile] murakiscloset.livejournal.com 2007-09-08 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I know." Muraki smiled. "I'm not interested in him, really. He's not my type, either. I'm actually very selective."

He then rested against the desk, smiling. "See you tomorrow, Swordfish."