Man, you look just like I feel [Open]

[meat_mooks]

Despite the uproar that had taken place only a day earlier, it was all quiet at the Susono Inn. Well... mostly quiet, anyway. It was home to some of the most stubborn crew members on the ship, almost all of whom had gotten involved in the brawl with the Kessek.

Allenby's arm had been broken. Simon had taken a hard one directly to the ribs. Zouichi would probably take a week to get back to real fighting form.

And Howard... well, it would probably take Howard a while to recover from what had happened.

[Visitors welcome!]

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Zouichi

[zouichi]

Even under normal circumstances, Zouichi was not the most cooperative of patients. In fact, he was pretty much the star student of the Walk It Off school of recovering from major injuries. In this one instance, he'd promised Lash that he'd go to Medical.

But he'd never said anything about staying there.

In fact, now that his leg was splinted and his arm was properly placed in a sling, he had escaped from the Medical Wing, pulling off the bandage covering his forehead. Bed rest? Likely concussion? Pffft.

: Zouichi

[swordofdorn]

A limping giant steps into the Inn, looking for Z. WHen he finds him, he growls out,

"I appreciate you fighting for the humans. It was... what I had expected of you."

Erhart himself had challenged the bodyguards, and broke several of his own bones in a psychotic range AFTER being restrained by Stacy, so great was his righteous, if berserk anger. Still, he muses, anger still smouldering, he has their measure now. They are killable, or would have been, given free reign.

Re: : Zouichi

[zouichi]

Zouichi looked at Erhart in a delightful mixture of skepticism, irritation, and suspicion. Great. Just what he needed to aggravate his condition.

"I didn't do it for you. I did it for Howard." Well, and Orc, too. But also Howard.

Anyway, his tone of voice made it pretty clear that he had no idea why Erhart was here and hoped he would soon leave.

Re: Zouichi

[moms_temperment]

“Zouichi!”

Well, that was the familiar sound of yelling coming from behind you.

Hana comes sprinting up the corridor towards him. He makes a beeline for the taller guy, tunnel vision causing him to shoulder bump into passing crew member, causing the fluffy hair teen to stumble and call out an apology, refusing to stop his charge.

Luckily, Hana seems to have little issues with the Walking Off Injuries technique. Once he finally catches up, he sees the bandages and gives Zouichi an affectionately understanding look before speaking. “How you holding up man?”

Re: Zouichi

[zouichi]

Zouichi turned around, spotted Hana, and waved to him with his good arm. "Hey," he said, looking a little embarrassed. He had, after all, made a charge on a gaggle of superpowered bodyguards without much of a plan. Even if they had deserved it.

"Not bad. I look worse than I really am. By the end of the week, I think things should be business as usual again." Then he frowned. "Well, except for having those Daligig still on board."

Simon

[punchedoutdestiny]

Screw that recovering in the medical area stuff. Simon has escaped the caring tyranny of them and found his way to the garden area of the Inn, and has opted to lay on the grass instead.

It's not home-home, but it's close enough for now. And after coming this far, he feels he's earned a stop here before trying to tackle the stairs up to his room.

Soren's intervention and a little help from the medics got things down to where he can at least move around - not that he should have been, but he's stubborn.

He eases down on the ground with a pained wince and a hiss, then folds his arms behind his head. He'll do bedrest, but he'll (try to) do it on his own terms.

Re: Simon

[kaya_waterwave]

"You should really have recovered in med bay."

No one had been on the med bay in awhile, and though she had agreed to stay and take Howard's shift, Kaya had an idea that they were not likely to be staying there to recoup. Honestly, that was exactly as she liked it: she wanted to talk with all of them anyway, to really find out what happened back there.

"I guess you didn't like the idea of Howard getting tortured either."

Re: Simon

[punchedoutdestiny]

"Maybe, but I've never been that good at doing what people think I'm supposed to," he answered - there's no snark or malice in it, just a simple response. He grinned a bit sheepishly after a moment though. "...suppose that's what got me hurt in the first place, though."

His face turned serious at the latter question, however, and he shook his head. "No, not at all."

Re: Simon

[zouichi]

Alan, as if sensing Simon's pain and distress, fluttered down from the second floor to perch on Simon's arm.

"Space," he said.

Re: Simon

[punchedoutdestiny]

Well, that was odd - but at least Boota wasn't around for the time being to stir up trouble.

"Hey, Alan." Carefully, Simon will loose one hand from his relaxed pose, and reach over to try and pat the bird.

Re: Simon

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

At least Simon's laying down on the grass instead of doing something stupid and active, like driving a mecha around or something. Which wouldn't surprise Howard, sadly.

"How's it feeling?" Howard will be the live-in medic for the three injured housemates. He knows none of the enjoy staying in the medical bay and honestly, it gives him something to do besides stare at the ceiling and quietly freak out.

He's got tea, too. A cup for both of them.

Re: Simon

[punchedoutdestiny]

Well, when your primary inspiration went out by pushing himself after being skewered by a mech's spear...

Howard's approaching him was curious - between the attempt to leave and being out and about already after the incident, the kid had more guts than he gave himself credit for, it looks like.

"Not the most comfortable thing. Had a time and a half getting here, but I'll live."

There's a pause, and the question is flipped around - "What about you?"

Re: Simon

[soulinherfists]

Allenby meandered over, having temporarily run out of chores she could angrily do one-armed without hurting herself, and sat down next to Simon. Man, he'd really been pounded by the Kessek. It sucked that there wasn't a way to put a cast on ribs.

"Hey, buddy," she said, looking him over. Well, at least there wasn't a huge amount of damage on the outside. "So, how are you feeling? Any less like you got punched by a Gundam?" She paused. "Or a Gunman."

Re: Simon

[punchedoutdestiny]

Thankfully, that's what magic users were for! To a degree.

"Slightly less. Now it feels like being punched by a big ugly alien should feel like," he answers with a half grin. "Gonna have to return the favor here soon, with Lagann."

Howard

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

On the upside, the cats are happy to see him. Which is good, because he's glad to see the cats. As soon as he sees them he scoops them up and carries them to his room, closing the door behind him.

Howard calls in sick and spends the next few days in bed, only leaving his room occasionally to grab food, check on Orc and follow up on the injuries of his housemates. Just because he's not at the medical bay doesn't mean he's not a medic, and they did get these injuries because of him - and he knows full well that all three of them won't take time to heal.

He speaks when spoken to but, for the most part, is keeping to himself. He'll come out if you knock on his door. He looks lost in thought, but really he's hardly thinking at all, just talking to himself in his head and instructing himself to breathe in and out, take a shower, change clothes, go back to bed.

Re: Howard

[zouichi]

Zouichi knocked on the door to Howard's room, a tray balanced on his good arm. Sure, he was injured. But he could still cook, as long as he was careful.

"Hey, you in there?"

Re: Howard

[first_in_time]

Once Barbara had found the appropriate room, she took a deep breath and knocked gently on the door.

She was in two minds about the meeting. On one hand, he could have withdrawn behind as many walls as he could, making them as thick and durable as possible (which was entirely likely). And on the other hand, he could be a completely different Howard.

Barbara worried her hands before her as she waited.

Re: Howard

[theboywhodied]

Cedric knocks. It's a more awkward sound than usual, as he's unaccustomed to using his left hand for things. It's been a while, and Sirius is safe, so he's at last free enough to take care of other business.

"...I brought the rest of my cat treats," he offers as an excuse to visit.

Re: Howard

[kaya_waterwave]

She understood them keeping out if sight: if anything, the Daligig seeing them on the ship would just be a bad idea, and if another fight were to happen, crew morale would have been thrown to the wind so hard there would be a REAL fight on the ship. For that reason, along with Sakura's recent podding, Kaya found herself working double time at the medic bay, having no time for herself but hardly complaining. She had to keep up appearances.

Once that was done, Kaya inquired enough to find where Howard was staying, along with the other people who suffered on his behalf. Without hesitating, she knocked on his door, arm full of foods she obtained on their planetary stay.

"Howard? It's me, Kaya."

[on_errantry]

With there already being cats in the room, one more might go unnoticed - if the person in the room wasn't Howard, who was more observant than anyone gave him credit for. Rhiow had to be excessively careful who saw her moving around the ship - if any of the Daligig saw her talking to the crew, her cover was undone.

She didn't knock like the rest of his visitors had, simply walked through the door. She had an explanation she was responsible for, about Zetta's actions during the almost-Punishment. She'd been there, of course, only sidled where the Daligig couldn't see her. "Howar'th?" she asked cautiously.

Re: Howard

[keep_surviving]

Diana doesn’t go up to see Howard straight away. Afterall, it’s not like they’re friends, she’s not broken to admit there’s certainly a few more people he’d rather see than her. But she does feel some sort of obligation to go.

Plus, since the event she’d found herself in sort of a No Mans Land within her own head, caught between being unable to focus on the multiple things tugging at her lobes for attention and thinking certain things over again in her head so much she felt it might blow out any moment. She even had the occasional lapses of having nothing other than a dull numbing noise, leaving her a bit drained and irritated.

Slightly comforted by the fact Howard is probably having a much worse time than her, she headed over to the inn to see exactly what state he's in.

Leaning against the wall, Diana taps lightly at his door with her knuckles, waiting for a response.

[soulinherfists]

All in all, Allenby figured that she had gotten off pretty light. Once her arm didn't have a Kessek leaning on it and got all casted and set, it really wasn't that bad... well okay, it still hurt, but it was better than broken ribs and brain bruises and getting strung up to be tortured, even if Stacy hadn't actually gone through with it.

But it did itch like hell.

Oh, and she wanted to find that Yavek bastard and punch his sinuses in. With the passage of time, Allenby wasn't sure she was as vehement as Karis in wanting to kill them outright... but as with Prime Minister Wong, she very much doubted she would regret it if it happened. They deserved whatever they got at the hands of the crew, now. It sure wasn't like they had any kind of morals guiding them, so why bother wasting time wondering if it was some kind of sin? It wasn't.

And she couldn't run around as energetically as she usually did--in fact it was a lot less painful to stay on the ground, even if the temptation of jumping onto the wall and roof was too tempting. So mainly, Allenby was marching around the Inn, being resentful and worrying about the others, and doing a lot of one-armed chores.

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

If Allenby were Simon, Howard might chide her about bed rest, but it's just a broken arm. He's in the kitchen, grabbing some tea to squirrel away in his room when he sees her.

"How's the arm?"

[zouichi]

Alan noticed Allenby stalking about doing her chores from his perch on one of the window frames. He trilled, then swooped downward, trying to land on Allenby's head.

[hit_girl_mindy]

Guess what Allenby? You have a wild Hit Girl, who was curious to know what happened to the people that got taken down by Stacy and the Daligig thugs.

And seeing her arm in a cast? Pissed her off more than she expected.

"Hey," she said, leaning against the wall. "Looks like you tipped your hand, huh?"