simplestgift: (sleeeeepy)
[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.]
simplestgift: (Hidden anger.)
I understand that Twenty-Six isn't any different from Twenty-Five, and that birthdays are no accomplishment, but I find myself especially grateful for this one. I didn't expect to spend it thinking about being thrown into the lions' den tomorrow, but one can't have everything.

Kennedy

[Archie will be about the library, the grocery store, and Good Spirits today, looking strangely neutral. Catch him pretty much anywhere. Horatio is permitted to tag along wherever, so responses might come from both.]
simplestgift: (Up to something.)
[So camping did not turn out bad. In fact, Archie really had a great time the second day, after he got used to sleeping outside without one eye open. And not actually being the designated Camp Guard, a duty he'd taken on himself without being asked. When he returns home, he hasn't showered in two days--not a huge concern for him, usually, but since he hadn't had the chance to pack extra shirts, he's feeling really grungy--and is fairly certain he will sleep like a rock tonight. After a shower, he'll send out a voice message over the journals.]

I apologize to anyone who was worried.  I was out camping for a couple of days.  It's actually better than it sounds, once one gets used to it.  Anyway, seeing as I was given absolutely no notice about this little escape, I left my journal behind and couldn't notify Mister Hornblower.  I apologize for him being utterly ridiculous.  He can be summat like a lost pup without me.  [spoken with the utmost fondness, of course.]

While I was gone, did anyone named Kaji appear in Luceti?  If that is the case, I need to speak with you.

ExpandFiltered to Norrington, 42% unhackable )

Would anyone like to join myself and Mister Hornblower in a game of whist this evening?  I'm sure he doesn't mind being volunteered.  We need four players altogether.  [He doesn't mind playing as long as he's Horatio's partner, really.  It's the only way to win.]
simplestgift: (Casual lieutenant)
[Archie doesn't do a lot of voice posts. They make him feel weird. So he's speaking this one like he's reading it from a piece of paper he wrote out beforehand. Which he is.]

This is Mister Kennedy. As some of you already know, I am attempting to organize a regular goodbye ceremony for the friends and family of those who have been sent home. In preparation for this, I shall need a list of names of those who have gone on. If any one of you has had any person you care for sent home, please tell me their name. These names are to be read aloud at the ceremony.

If any one of you has a suggestion or should like to volunteer help, your aid will be appreciated greatly. The ceremony will take place monthly, God willing, on a day that shall be decided before long. You may approach myself or Miss Dawn Summers about this.

Thank you.

[There's a relieved sigh cut off halfway as the transmission ends.

He'll be outside today, writing ideas and names and plans on non-journal paper, but looking like every movement hurts but still doing it without sound or complaint, as if absolutely nothing is wrong. Later, of course, he'll be at Good Spirits, drinking very, very, very stiffly, as if raising the glass to his lips is painful.]
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