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Cisco Ramon is an anomaly (onlygoodvibes) wrote in somerealityrpg,
@ 2019-10-15 23:45:00

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inactive: cisco ramon

Who:Caitlin and Cisco
What: Caitlin checks in on Cisco
When:Today
Where:His place
Warnings:Not likely any but will update if needed. Potential maze talk?

Cisco found himself basically drained of energy. He hadn't really slept since entering the maze Tuesday, Monday was his first real deep sleep. Since then he physically felt a bit better, but he was still exhausted and a little sick ontop of it. He hadn't even realized that'd served as a major factor for his near 20 hour rest. He felt better sleep wise, but sick feel? not so much. He was burrowed in a cocoon of blankets on the couch, practically asleep through the second half of an episode of Star Trek. His skin was hot to the touch, but it didn't really add up to him. His fuzzy brain wasn't cooperating. He figured he just needed sleep and he'd be going back to work the next day. At least, that was his plan. He had so many different things to distract himself with. Things he wanted to do rather than think of the things his mind was spiraling out into while he slept, curled up in a ball.

Suddenly he felt like he was back in that maze, staring down the face of Harrison wells. Or who they'd initially thought was Wells anyway. Those words he'd said to Cisco when he'd killed him in the alternate timeline were words that were burned into his memory. One's he could never shake even if he wanted to. When Wells' hand started to vibrate and head straight for his chest again, that was when Cisco's eyes snapped back open. He wasn't in the maze again, he was in his own apartment. Sitting in a heater. Beads of sweat had gathered on his forehead as he discovered when he tried to push some hair from his face. Ugh. Gross.

He attempted to stand and go to bed, but found once again that jolt of energy earlier had drained like a dead battery. He wasn't moving, not any time soon anyway.

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onlygoodvibes
2019-10-24 05:20 am UTC (link)

The only reason he didn't run was because of who she was. Had it been Sam or anyone else, there was likely to have been a chase down the hallways. He made a low whining sound like an irritated cat at the idea that he'd be out of work for sure now thanks to this stupid flu. Medically he'd been cured from the maze, but apparently all the build up from it had effected him. The lack of sleeping, mental exhaustion, it'd all just caught up to him. It decided he was done with working for a while after all.

"I'm fine." He tried again, not wanting to buy that he was sick. He just wanted to move on and keep going forward like they always said. He didn't want time to sit around and think about what had happened. He didn't want to cooperate anymore, he felt lousy enough. A pair of dark eyes met hers in disbelief as she continued on anyway.

He thought about just opening up a portal and getting anywhere but there for a brief second. "It's nothing." It wasn't worth the attention. There were others in worse conditions. Ones he couldn't help.

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frostandsnow
2019-10-25 12:34 am UTC (link)

Caitlin sighed, taking the thermometer back and glancing at it. Yup. Fever. Not dangerous levels but definitely the flu.

"You are not fine. You have the flu and you are going to take time off and you are going to rest. Do you understand me?"

She could be harsh when she needed to be, when she was worried her patient, best friend or not, would ignore her advice. "Cisco, I'm a Doctor. I know what I'm talking about and believe me, if you go into work, you'll get sicker. The flu can be dangerous if you ignore it, and I know you're aware that it's highly contagious. So until I tell you otherwise, bed rest and fluids."

She knew he'd do everything he could to get out of this but this wasn't something he was getting out of.

"Do I need to call Tony myself?"

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onlygoodvibes
2019-10-25 12:53 am UTC (link)

He didn't need a hospital at least, he wasn't delirious, just stubborn. Always had been. Especially when it came to things like missing work. In a place like this he needed to stay busy, it was that or feel worthless. He was afraid of that feeling again if he was completely honest. There were several times lately that feeling had snuck up on him when he didn't expect it, like now. Sitting on that couch, not being behind the screen he definitely felt guilty. He didn't feel cut out for the field. What he could do was be at the screen, so not being there made him feel some kind of way. One that wasn't fun.

Cisco gave her a look, but then it melted into something a little less annoyed and more subdued. "I couldn't do anything then. I don't want to not do anything now." His eyes shifted away and closed partially. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, he was exhausted. Damn flu was draining. He'd wanted to help, but ended up just needing help himself.

"..No." He finally responded, he knew she was just helping. He'd try not to make her job harder, at least for now. He wasn't physically injured, but his pride had taken a hit.

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