Fifteen Bells: [ACTION/WRITTEN]

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[Archie woke up yesterday.  How is this new?  Well, after getting some fairly critical stab wounds from Grell, he was put on a ventilator and kept under sedation for a few days.  The ventilator was exchanged for a less impressive-looking concentrator yesterday and he was taken off sedation.  He spent yesterday sleeping anyway, since anesthesia doesn't generally leave you bright-eyed immediately afterward.

This morning, he is talking and eating Jell-o, which is a new experience. The most important bit comes written on the journal network in wobbly handwriting courtesy of the heart monitor clipped on his finger.]

I have been informed that I may have visitors. I'd like to know everyone is all right.

Kennedy

[Anyone who comes in will find him looking predictably weak and pale but lucid and in good spirits, or possibly catnapping after a dose of painkillers.

OOC: Purely for the sake of mercy, Archie is unaffected by the event.]

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Oh yes, it's supposed to be fast, but I've never known a pianist who will take it THAT fast.

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...Who is the Erl...[He stumbles around the German vowel and botches the pronunciation of the G.] Erlkönig?

i've only heard the one version \took one semester of music civ back in college XD

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He's the Erl King, [she says, deciding to be merciful and giving him the English translation.] The, uh, Alder King. He's an elf, or a spook, I guess, who tries to steal children away. My father always told me the Erlkönig would get me if I was bad, but I never believed him. [Slight whisper:] Except I sort of did.

Dad's a piano professor and I have a music degree. Pianists hate this song. XD

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Oh. Your father was a bit like my nurse, then, when I was a boy. She believed in fairies with all her heart. I never quite decided if I believed her, not till now.

i bet they do!

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The funny thing is, I could tell he didn't really believe it himself. But it was my father, so I couldn't quite not believe it.

[She kind of wants to ask on which side of believing fairies you landed on, considering where you both are, but she won't.]

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Of course not.

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[Ingrid pushes a checker around the board, and then realizes how long they've been talking.]

Are you hungry? It must have been a while since you've eaten...

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Not very hungry, no. I had something I was told is food, earlier.

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Questionably food?

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It wobbled.

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Wobbly food? [She giggles until it hits her.] You mean Jello?

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It was like a jelly, but it wasn't a jelly.

[intangible-girl.livejournal.com]

[Ingrid nods.] That's a pretty fair definition of jello.

Is that all they're letting you have?

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I'm not hungry.

[intangible-girl.livejournal.com]

Does... it hurt?

[She doesn't even know what happened beyond that you were 'attacked.' That could mean anything.]

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No.

[He might be lying.]

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[She suspects you might be, but doesn't call you on it.] I've heard there are people with healing magic here. Did they do that with you?

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I...think I'd rather they not, actually.

[intangible-girl.livejournal.com]

I can't blame you. It all sounds very... [Calling it 'New Age' won't mean anything to you.] suspect.

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I've assumed everything was done that could be done. And I'm whole, so it all worked out in the end.

[intangible-girl.livejournal.com]

McCoy is a good doctor.

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He is. [He lies back, propping himself on his right elbow to hit the little morphine button.] I wonder what he thinks of your condition.

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He's appalled, [she says easily.] They have a cure for it in his time.

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Of course they do. I came to the man expecting him to bleed me for a fever and you'd think I'd spouted treason at him.

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[She laughs.] I can imagine.

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[The drugs are kicking in. He blinks drowsily.] I'm afraid I may not be very good company in a moment.