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Tweak says, "This. Is. MAAARTHAAAA!"

Josh Foley (fatedtouch) wrote in tensor,
@ 2011-06-23 19:17:00

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josh_foley, kevin_ford

Kevin
Josh sighed, leaning back in his wheelchair and looking up at the sky. It was a beautiful day. Blue sky, bright sun, cool breeze (which was likely someone's doing) and lots of shade. He didn't know how long they'd been outside, but he was starting to get agitated.

He shifted uncomfortably, frowning slightly when it didn't relieve anything immediately.

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	fatedtouch 2011-06-24 03:03 am UTC (link)
	He glared down at his body. His right arm in a full cast. His right leg completely unresponsive. Lifting his left hand, he stared down at it, flexing it slowly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	_touchless_ 2011-06-24 03:15 am UTC (link)
	Kevin watched him, chest going tight. He didn't know how to help and it was making him sick, watching Josh struggle, wondering when, or if, he'd actually get better. "Josh?" he curled his fingers gently around Josh's wrist. "Can I help somehow?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fatedtouch 2011-06-24 03:39 am UTC (link)
	Josh looked up at him. Like a badly flickering television his skin went from pale to a gleaming gold and back again. The blond swallowed hard. "I...I think I'm going to throw up..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

_touchless_
2011-06-24 03:47 am UTC (link)

Kevin froze, eyes wide at the flash of gold across Josh's skin, though it was so fast he almost thought he might have imagined it. It took him a moment to process Josh's distress, and then he was lurching awkwardly to his feet, ignoring the spike of pain that seemed to extend from his last (remaining) rib all the way down to his left knee as he leaned over Josh, ready to steady him.

"Do...do you want me to take you in?" he asked anxiously. Or, well, signal for someone else to do it, seeing as it would take him forever to get them there and there were probably at least 3 or 4 people watching them.

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	fatedtouch 2011-06-24 03:56 am UTC (link)
	"Josh?" asked a voice from behind them, moving to steady him. Josh pinwheeled his only working arm at the elbow, and the nurse clearly recognizing the gesture, set a bin in his lap. It was no sooner put down than Josh was heaving into it, free hand clutching Kevin's wrist tightly in panic. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

_touchless_
2011-06-24 04:43 am UTC (link)

Kevin...hadn't really thought he'd meant it. Josh didn't throw up, as far as he knew Josh never threw up, and even with everything else it hadn't even occurred to him that this could have changed too. It was stupid, he knew, but the sight of Josh vomiting made him panic in ways that none of the rest of this whole clusterfuck had so far. It wasn't right, none of this was right, and it was getting worse, not better. He leaned heavily over Josh's wheelchair, his free hand clutching the back in a white knuckled grip, and tried desperately not to cry.

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	fatedtouch 2011-06-24 05:03 am UTC (link)
	"It's okay," the nurse soothed, trying to calm them both down as an orderly came running over with one of the topical healers. He rubbed Josh's back, holding the bin in place. "Breathe, Josh...I know, I know...It sucks. It always sucks. Just breathe..." "Kevin, why don't we sit down?" He spoke quietly to him, trying to ease his grip on Josh's wheelchair. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	_touchless_ 2011-06-24 05:11 am UTC (link)
	Kevin shook his head wordlessly. Josh was still holding onto him. Josh needed him, and that was...the only thing that had mattered for weeks now. The only thing he'd let himself truly focus on. Everything else was irrelevant. So long as Josh needed him he'd be there, whatever it took. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

fatedtouch
2011-06-24 05:21 am UTC (link)

The older healer moved around to lay his hands to Josh's side. He felt along him carefully, then paused. "Bilateral diaphragm spasm. We need to lay him down."

"Don't heal him."

"I can't heal him. Even if I wanted to."

"Kevin?" asked the nurse, adjusting Josh's chair and turning it back toward the hospital. "You need to let go and sit down and we'll all go together, okay?"

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	_touchless_ 2011-06-24 05:28 am UTC (link)
	"What's wrong?" he demanded, voice shaking. "What does that mean?" He still hadn't let go of the chair, or made any move to pry Josh's fingers from his wrist. And even sick and weak they'd be hard pressed to move him if he didn't cooperate - he wasn't a small boy to begin with, and his hands were insanely strong. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

fatedtouch
2011-06-24 05:40 am UTC (link)

"Kevin-"

The healer held up his hand and turned to Kevin. "It means he can't breathe. If we don't lay him down and try to ease the spasm-" Which would be difficult without prescription drugs or application of a healer's abilities. "He could herniate." He looked Kevin in the eyes, hands going to his shoulders. "Which means blood. A lot of blood." A wheelchair pressed lightly against the backs of his knees. "So please, sit down, Kevin."

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_touchless_
2011-06-24 05:54 am UTC (link)

Kevin made a quiet choking noise and collapsed back into the chair, pain lancing through him at the abrupt movement. It didn't matter, though, the pain hadn't ever mattered. He stayed leaned forward enough to carefully pry Josh's hand from his wrist, heart hammering in building panic at the idea of Josh being hurt even more.

"I'll still be...be right here," he promised hoarsely.

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fatedtouch
2011-06-24 06:07 am UTC (link)

As soon as he let go, the trio sped the pair back to Josh's room. They lifted him up carefully and adjusting the bed, lay him flat. The healer's hands settled over Josh's side as he began to physically manipulate the area. He spoke to Josh calmly, instructing him to breathe as they went. Josh knew all of this, they all knew it. Having to coach him through it made it all the more disturbing.

Eventually the spasms died down and after a quick scan, they'd determined there was no damage. Josh grumbled about feeling nauseous the whole time and kept moving, almost rocking from side to side.

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_touchless_
2011-06-24 06:20 am UTC (link)

By the time they got back to the room Kevin could hardly breathe for the panic. As soon as his wheelchair stopped he lurched awkwardly to his feet and staggered to the far corner of the room, as far from Josh and his attendants as he could get, and pressed his forehead into the wall. Shaking, he listened to the sounds of the healer trying to coach Josh through something that shouldn't even be happening to him, and tried not to think of what else might go wrong. Tried to keep the room from spinning around him and his power confined, itching and aching, beneath his skin.

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	fatedtouch 2011-06-24 06:31 am UTC (link)
	There was some soft conversation, before the healer went to see if Kevin was alright. An empath had arrived to see to Josh, and possibly Kevin as well when he was through. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	_touchless_ 2011-06-24 06:40 am UTC (link)
	"Stay away," Kevin ordered at the sound of someone coming near. His voice was choked and wet sounding and he was shaking almost convulsively. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fatedtouch 2011-06-24 06:41 am UTC (link)
	"You should be lying down," he replied, though he respectfully paused. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	_touchless_ 2011-06-24 06:45 am UTC (link)
	"No." He shook his head, forehead rocking against the wall. When he'd gotten over his panic attack and could move again - could be fucking safe, because what the fuck was up with the buzz under this skin? - he needed to go back to Josh. He couldn't like down, that would be too far away. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fatedtouch 2011-06-24 06:49 am UTC (link)
	He turned and went back to the bed, nodding to the empath. Josh it seemed took very well to emotional healing. He was blinking a little tiredly, but was otherwise passive. Which was good, because it would also help calm Kevin. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

_touchless_
2011-06-24 03:49 pm UTC (link)

Kevin relaxed slightly at the sound of footsteps moving away again. At least everyone here knew better than to push him. It took another couple minutes before he could manage to turn around and look to the bed again, to Josh lying there with nurses and orderlies and healers all hovering nearby.

"...is he okay?" he asked in a whisper, attention fixed on Josh past all the others.

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	fatedtouch 2011-06-24 09:41 pm UTC (link)
	"He's resting comfortably," was the answer. "Can you tell us what happened?" asked one of the doctors. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

_touchless_
2011-06-24 10:16 pm UTC (link)

Kevin limped a bit closer, pale with the strain and leaning heavily on the back of the first chair he reached, his eyes never leaving Josh. "He...he said-" His brows furrowed in thought for a moment as he tried to remember. "He said 'it's bothering me', but he didn't say what it was and then...he was staring at his hand, and he said...he said he thought he was going to throw up."

Kevin scrubbed a still shaking hand across his face, wiping away sweat and possibly some suspicious dampness around his eyes.

"I didn't think he really meant it," he whispered, his own stomach twisting and rolling. "And-" He glanced at the doctor, exhaustion, pain, worry, and flat out fear impossible to miss in everything about his posture and expression. "It looked like he went, um...like he flashed gold for a second." He dropped his head and shook it slowly, bangs falling across his eyes. "But I must have been seeing things." If his powers had done that he'd have been better, not worse, after all.

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	fatedtouch 2011-06-24 11:30 pm UTC (link)
	They looked at each other, a few brows raised. One of them left. "It's very...bothering," Josh said, slightly incoherent, and waving his free hand. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	_touchless_ 2011-06-24 11:37 pm UTC (link)
	Kevin looked back up at Josh's voice and pushed away from the chair to go to him, his steps uneven and awkward. "What is, Josh?" he asked, reaching for his hand even though he wasn't close enough to take it yet. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fatedtouch 2011-06-24 11:58 pm UTC (link)
	Josh's hand flapped around. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)