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The Recovery Period (Azure)
Wed Dec 16, 2015 8:39 pm
Artist: Ib OST - Song: Memory All Alone Version - Word Count: 755
Beep... Beep... Beep... That was the sound that a certain Iramasha was forced to awaken too. Eyelids that seemed impossibly heavy to the recovering boy began to slowly open, pupils dilating at the sudden bright intensity of a light high above. It was enough to jerk a reaction from their arm to shield their eyes... But that wasn't the case, their arm was incapable of moving, and Ash was forced to stare at the impossibly bright light. It hurt. It only seemed to stay bright enough to completely blind his vision as a low groan came forth from him. Why can't he move? Why couldn't he -feel- anything yet? Why... Why can't he see? A horrific headache began to pound against his skull from the bright light attacking his rather sensitive eyes, eyes that have been used to the embrace of his eyelids for far too long.
The beeping hurt... The light hurt... But soon, all the pain began to subside as Ash was finally able to see the room. The light above was bright, and that was all he could see at first. Slowly, his head turned to the left to see a monitor, the device tracking his vitals... He seemed alive enough. He had a pulse, and that was all that really seemed to matter at this point. Besides the monitor was a small table holding a few items.. Cards and flowers, some labelled to be by friends as one of the cards had... Macaroni on it? Ah, Selia. That made sense... She most likely made it for Ash during an Arts and Crafts session that she sometimes convinced Hayden to do. It was a kind gesture... But it began to make Ash worry further, just how long had he been out of it.
Him head turned to the right to see a wall... A dull, grey wall. How amusing... At least it showed him that there was a line for him to pull if needed, to open curtains? Oh... He hadn't noticed them at first, but curtains were pulled over, blocking his view of what might be on the other side. Why would they hide him? Had he done something wrong... How hurt was he? A simple nod downwards answered that, most of his body was wrapped in casts. Despite his natural regeneration... It was often very sloppy and would set things out of place, meant to hastily knit flesh together in emergencies. Now that he had medical attention, some simple supplies could be used to help stabilize his body so it could heal naturally whilst those with magic were put to use on more important, pressing cases where an individual could not regenerate.
That was fine with him. His arms were covered in the same stuff they used for his legs, casts. His torso however stayed mostly the same, bandages wrapped tightly around his stomach and chest... Wait... There was a note on his chest? It seemed to be pinned to scraps of clothing that couldn't be so easily removed. Ash wanted to read it, but whenever he strained his head to see it, his body was rattled with pain, resulting in a gasp to escape past his lips as he relaxed... What was he going to do now... His memory was shaky, and... He swore he could taste something odd upon his lips. A type of energy that he couldn't remember, that he couldn't put his finger on where it had come. Why was it there... And why did he feel so empty inside...?
Now, the Iramasha was left to his own devices, unable to move and left with a note that he couldn't read. He was tempted to use some of his abilities to let him read it... But... Something screamed in his head that it couldn't take anymore stress. That he had to stop harming it just to get a little bit farther. It... It made the boy simply stop moving or squirming, body setting into the bed as fully as possible as eyes turned upwards to stare towards the ceiling... It was like his first time here... All those years ago... Only he remembered it being more self-induced, caused by a careless use of his powers to save those around him. At least he saved people... Now? He didn't even know how he got here, his memory too ruined at the moment to recollect much due to the emotional and physical trauma he took. It wasn't as great as the pain others felt... But he wasn't as great as them either...
[THEFROST]