ph33r my rod: Isis has headed up to the hospital to check on Mahaado. Though she's not doing too well herself...
Omega19x: Mahaado has been in Uno Hospital's ICU for about a day now. He wants nothing more than to be out of the healers' pavilion, but has gotten himself in such a state that his wish is truly impossible.
ph33r my rod: For the time being, anyway.
ph33r my rod: (( ... I should probably know this, but if he's in ICU, he's not like, in an actual room, is he? ))
Omega19x: (given how many hospital rps we had with Ryou, I'm shocked!)
ph33r my rod: (( I know >_< Hence why I should know it. *having a brain fart* ))
Omega19x: (the ICU has private rooms. They're just all off in an area very close to doctors and such.)
ph33r my rod: (( Ohhh, okay. ))
Omega19x: (sort of like a wheel. nurses station in middle, rooms on the spokes.)
ph33r my rod: (( Okay, got it. :3 ))
ph33r my rod: Holding back a cough, Isis knocked on the door of Mahaado's room.
Omega19x: From the window, she could see him curled up in the bed. He was awake.
ph33r my rod: She opened the door, poking her head inside. "...Mahaado?" She was wearing one of those sinus masks, so as not to transmit her cold. That was probably the last thing he needed at the time.
Omega19x: He groaned, and tried to sit up. But he curled right back up.
ph33r my rod: Isis stepped into the room, shutting the door behind her. "...how are you feeling?" As if she really needed to ask.
Omega19x: He did not wish to answer the good priestess, but she was so concerned. "Terrible."
ph33r my rod: "...I'm sorry." She walked over to the bed, sitting down next to it. "I wish I could help somehow."
Omega19x: Mahaado clutched his abdomen, and the tubes in his arm swayed. "Even my magic proved useless." he groaned, shaking a little.
ph33r my rod: "That's... it's that bad?"
Omega19x: "I could not even keep down an anti-vomiting potion." he groaned. Everything still hurt. He still felt incredibly nauseous. And he was weak - weaker than he could ever remember being.
ph33r my rod: "... The doctors will help. If you stay here long enough, you'll recover enough to where you can heal on your own..."
Omega19x: "I... do not understand how this happened. I am a strong sorcerer. I am a priest in the sacred court. I..." he groaned. "What have I done..."
ph33r my rod: Isis started to reach toward him, but was cut off by a sudden string of coughs. When it subsided, she looked down at her lap. "...you've spent so much time looking out for other people, that you haven't taken care of yourself."
Omega19x: "I..." Mahaado shivered. "I cannot even sit up..."
ph33r my rod: "... You should be resting, anyway." Like she was one to talk, though. "You'll get your strength back..."
Omega19x: "I did not wish for anyone to see me." he eventually sighed. "Not like this. And not... as I was."
Omega19x: It was clear to what he was referring.
ph33r my rod: "Well, we couldn't just leave you out there... you could've died if you'd been out there any longer than you had." She frowned at the thought. "And I had to know if you were okay."
Omega19x: "I am a disgrace."
ph33r my rod: "...you're not."
Omega19x: "I have failed the pharaoh, I have failed my apprentice... I have failed everyone..."
Omega19x: He thought, but didn't add - 'I finally even failed myself'
ph33r my rod: Isis wasn't sure how to respond to that, so she just reached over and laid a hand on top of his. "..."
Omega19x: It twitched a little. He felt so cold.
Omega19x: "I am sorry."
ph33r my rod: "As long as you take it easy, you'll be alright eventually. Physically, at least..."
Omega19x: Mahaado put his other hand on top of the priestess'. Her fingers felt so dainty, so perfect, so warm.
ph33r my rod: She gave his hand a light squeeze. "This was a terrible thing to happen around the holidays. Please, when you get out of the hospital... take better care of yourself."
Omega19x: "I never knew that I could... push myself beyond the reach of my own magic." he sighed.
ph33r my rod: "Everybody has their limits... even thouse with as much power as you."
Omega19x: "I thought I was in control..."
ph33r my rod: "Many people lose control when alcohol gets involved. It's not uncommon... but anyone other than you would probably be dead if they'd had as much as you did."
Omega19x: "I... did not drink that much..."
Omega19x: (*shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiifty eyes*)
ph33r my rod: (( Isis: ... Yeah right. >> ))
ph33r my rod: "...that much. Mahaado, I don't know exactly how much you drank, but between that and the sleeping potion you had... it's a miracle that you're even alive."
Omega19x: Mahaado clutched his stomach. "I wish the potion were still working..."
ph33r my rod: "You must feel awful... between all of that, and the battles you've been through, I'd be surprised if you've even had time to eat anything..."
Omega19x: Mahaado could truly not remember when he last ate anything, between the battles, the recovery, the ritual and the fasting that preceeded it, the drinking binges and the hangovers...
ph33r my rod: "Just rest, and things will be alright. And... try not to do this anymore."
Omega19x: Mahaado groaned and nodded weakly. "Seth... told me that I could stay with him, since I have nowhere else to go."
ph33r my rod: "That's not true... I'm sure any of your friends would be willing to take you in."
Omega19x: "That is it, good priestess. I... do not wish to be taken in."
ph33r my rod: "But your apartment..."
Omega19x: "I was banished. I know."
ph33r my rod: "... You need to stay somewhere."
Omega19x: "No... If I have committed crimes worthy of banishment, I deserve the harsh conditions I have left..." he looked down.
ph33r my rod: "Nobody deserves this, especially at this time of year, when it's so cold..."
Omega19x: Mahaado curled up more, wincing. He tried to hide the fact that a tear was rolling down his cheek.
ph33r my rod: Isis just barely caught sight of that, and clutched his hand in both of hers. "You don't deserve it either, no matter how much you think you do."
Omega19x: "I am sorry."
ph33r my rod: "Just don't give up, okay...? Things will get better." Though it would probably get worse before it got better.
Omega19x: "I... did this all to myself..." he eventually whispered. "I did this all to myself..."
ph33r my rod: Isis looked down at her lap, unable to argue, but it seemed wrong to agree with him...
Omega19x: Mahaado groaned, whispering a spell that he hoped would ease the pain, but nothing seemed to do that.
ph33r my rod: "...your magic still isn't working?"
Omega19x: He weakly shook his head.
ph33r my rod: She sighed. "I'm sorry... if I could do magic, I'd try to help, but..."
Omega19x: Mahaado sighed. This could mean only one thing. Even though his heka was still strong, his body was so weak, that he couldn't physically cast his spells.
ph33r my rod: "You'll just have to rest... until you have enough strength to do it."
Omega19x: Yes, there was little else he could do.
ph33r my rod: Isis coughed a bit, sniffling. "I should probably get home, so you can rest..."
Omega19x: Mahaado weakly nodded. "Thank you, for your visit, good priestess."
ph33r my rod: She stood. "I'll visit again, if you'd like."
Omega19x: He offered a weak smile, before it constricted into a painful scowl. "I would like that."
ph33r my rod: She would've smiled back if half of her face wasn't covered by her sinus mask, so she settled for giving his hand a last squeeze. "Alright... get some sleep, Mahaado."
ph33r my rod: (( I have no idea what those things are called. ))
Omega19x: (mask.)
ph33r my rod: (( Okay XD ))
Omega19x: (it works)