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Moon Knight (giftshopist) wrote in spinningcompass,
@ 2022-04-29 20:36:00

Entry tags:

!closed, lisa cuddy, moon knight (mcu)

Who: Dr. Cuddy and Marc
When: Thursday night, following on from this
Where: One of the private rooms in Medbay.
What: Sleep Study
Warning: Marc's not a happy boy. Panicking.

Steven was getting stronger. It was the only way Marc could explain how he'd been exploring a weird abandoned park in the station's spine one minute, and the next, he was waking up and looking round some freaky-looking room, and he had no idea what was going on. Normally, he was able to keep tabs on his alter throughout the day, so he had some sort of idea what he'd be dealing with when he next fronted but this was all just... fucked up.

"What the fuck, Steven? What was wrong with the last place?" he muttered, and sat up. He looked round the dimly-lit room again from this new vantage-point. There was one of Steven's books, some history thing ("Lucy's Child: The Discovery of a Human Ancestor" by some guy called Donald Johanson - Steven had found it in some goodwill shop, and squealed almost loud enough and high-pitched enough to shatter Gus's tank when he'd got it home and discovered it was signed by the author. Marc remembered, he'd watched from the reflections all round the apartment) with Steven's reading glasses set on top of it, and Marc was wearing Steven's pajamas - a comfy dark blue top with long sleeves, and gray pants that were just as soft. There was a bag sitting on a chair that had some of Steven's clothes packed in it. The cellphone was sitting on top of one of Steven's more subdued shirts.

There was a mirror - Marc looked at himself for a few moments, checking that it was just himself that was awake (it was). There was a window in another wall, but it didn't look to be giving him a view of the stars. There was some sort of machine as well, with a screen and buttons on it, and the first few alarm bells started going off as the familiar feeling of panic began to unfurl in Marc's gut. He got out of the bed, and started looking at the screen. He reached towards it and finally noticed the sensor on his finger.

"Oh, shit..." he breathed out, and then looked back over at the mirror. How the hell had he missed the sensors at his temples? Was he really that tired? He peeled the sticky things off his temples and his finger, and then started checking his body for more. What the hell was being monitored, what was going on? Did Steven suspect anything? He wasn't meant to... Fuck, there were more sticky things on his chest! They were pulled off as well, and dropped onto the bed. "No, nonono, oh shit, what did you do, Steven? Where the hell are we?" he asked, and looked round the walls again. He slammed a hand against the closest one - was it padded? "Is this a hospital, did you stick us in a fucking hospital, what the fuck did you do that for?"

He was over at the window now, peering out into a bigger room. This was a hospital. They were in a fucking hospital. Shit.

Try the door, he thought. It was locked. Of course it was fucking locked, Steven thought he sleepwalked and always locked himself in. Marc half expected the blue tape to be all round the door again. The panic in his gut was spreading now, because he knew what happened when he woke up in private rooms in hospitals, he knew all too well about the drugs "for his own good" and the sedatives when his behavior got out of hand and the orderlies that - The door wouldn't open, where was the lock, where was the fucking lock, why the fuck was this happening again in fucking space

"HEY!" he yelled, and thumped on the door. "HEY, WHAT THE HELL?"

MARC. IF YOU CONTINUE TO DO THIS, PEOPLE WILL FIND OUT ABOUT YOU. THEY WILL KNOW THAT THE WORM IS NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO ARRIVED HERE

"I don't give a fuck, I don't care. And anyway, people already know I'm here because you insisted I go watch over Lupin the other week!"

THAT WAS JUSTIFIED. HE IS MINE, JUST AS MUCH AS YOU ARE, MY SON.

"HEY! Unlock the door! Let me get out!"

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proud_miserable
2022-04-29 09:15 pm UTC (link)

Cuddy was in her office, having asked Rachel to watch the younger girls for the night. She planned to join them in her apartment and catch a few hours of sleep herself. There was nothing she could do for Steven until she had more data from the monitors.

She stood up just as the monitors began to go off. The first one hadn't bothered her. It could have fallen off if he'd been tossing and turning. Then another followed and another. She sat up and quickly switched her computer monitor on, watching the feed from the camera. The yelling, the knocking on the door, didn't fit with what she knew of Steven. He'd consented to the locks and been calm. He didn't seem to be sleepwalking, but that was still a possibility.

Cuddy tapped a button on her desk and knew her voice would be heard over the intercom. She spoke in a normal tone, not wanting to wake him if this was a sleepwalking episode. "Steven. Can you hear me?"

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giftshopist
2022-04-29 10:14 pm UTC (link)

He didn't jump at the voice, despite the panic. "I hear you, yeah. You wanna open this door?" he asked, now looking round for any cameras... there it was. He moved so that he was looking right up at the lens. "Or tell me what the hell is going on?"

He ran a hand through his hair then, shoving his messy curls back from his face, and glanced around the room again. "Why am I being monitored?"

	giftshopist 2022-05-07 10:37 pm UTC (link)
	I WILL ASK LOKI ABOUT THIS FAMILY OF AVATARS. HE OWES ME A FAVOR ANYWAY. Khonshu was gone after that, vanishing in a swirl of sand. Marc reached up and brushed at his shoulder to knock the sand off of his pajama top. "He's gone now," he said, "and when did you ask me about symptoms? I don't remember that. Was it when you explained the intercom button thing?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	proud_miserable 2022-05-07 10:51 pm UTC (link)
	"Just like that?" Cuddy asked. Maybe the god's departure, or perceived hallucination departure, meant Steven was becoming more awake and aware. Though he still seemed to have a hard time remembering the minutes before he went to sleep. "Yes, it was right before I showed you the room and the intercom button. You still don't remember any of that?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	giftshopist 2022-05-07 11:37 pm UTC (link)
	"Just like that," Marc agreed. Should he say that the Moon god was off to check up on Loki? Probably not. That just seemed like it would piss off both gods and anyone willing to bring that on themselves was genuinely batshit. Not that he wasn't... huh. "I don't remember any of it, no. My memory isn't always the best, though. Maybe I need to sleep more." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	proud_miserable 2022-05-09 04:49 pm UTC (link)
	Cuddy nodded. "You do. Sleep is a basic, essential need, like water and air. Memory problems are just one of the effects of a lack of sleep." She gestured to the bed. "Why don't you lie down and see if you can fall asleep now that he's gone?" She suggested. "I can reattach the monitors. And the next time you see him, you can explain that you need sleep." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)