JJBA CLINIC EXPERIENCE

[seacub]

WHO: Anasui, Emporio, and YOU...Potentially all at once!
WHAT: Anasui is treating patients (and harassing visitors), Emporio is Recovering, and later there's BASEBALL
WHERE: The Clinic, and the Beach
WHEN: Late April/Early May
WARNINGS: References to the prior Heavy Quest

[YOUR DOCTOR, UNFORTUNATELY]

For someone who supposedly doesn't care about the well-being of others, Anasui volunteers at the clinic frequently. Most people know they can find him there if they can't find him in the library and you will see him there as usual.

However, over the last few days, he seems more pissed than usual. His already poor bedside manner seemed worse, and patients and visitors alike will notice Anasui irately clicking his tongue as he comes over to deliver medicine or do regular check ups. He may even mutter 'oh great. You again.' But if his grumbling about the teleporters is anything to go by, it may not be your fault.

"Fucking hell... Asking us to find what's different with newcomers? Why don't they fucking find what's wrong with their stupid teleporters?"

Occasionally, he'll slam cupboards closed or hiss as he's forced to visit a few patients. If you're coming to visit someone, you may see Anasui glaring at you unblinkingly as you walk in.

"What do you want?"

[CLINIC BUDDIES]

It's not exactly small news that Emporio's been admitted to the clinic.

...Again.

His team was, reportedly, carried in from beyond the cliffs by way of Robin and Agnes- they were unconscious, a scene not at all unlike the last heavy quest Emporio participated in, and ultimately they were handed over to Dr. Denne and the rest on stretchers. When, precisely, all three woke up is perhaps largely irrelevant.

What matters is that eventually Emporio does wake up, and proceeds to have a heck of a crisis of identity, before settling back against his cot to just try and muddle his way through the way he does most things. He's really not changed that much, if he thinks about it hard enough. This is still basically the same shape body, even if he has to keep blinking auras out of his eyes, and also figure out how to replace the bag he'd more or less used his old helmet for.

But while Emporio adjusts to this (and also to being bloody huge compared to prior), others will probably want to visit. And...unlike Anasui, who absolutely tracked him down before the boy awoke, it might have been easy to miss the kid.

If only because, as noted, he's a lot bigger now. ...Roughly five times bigger in fact.

It appears Emporio has evolved, and that might be causing a little confusion when it comes to locating his cot in the clinic.

[OH! THAT'S A BASEBALL!]

((Collaboratively written between Pyra and Usagi - tags can and likely will come from both!))

The air in the beach is tense. It's thick, heavy, and nearly choking as two giants (well, Pokemon larger than 5ft) stare each other down. Despite the ghost-type Marowak formerly known as Emporio the Cubone being literally five times bigger than he used to be, he still looks small next to Anasui, especially when the bird straightens his neck and puffs up his feathers. Anasui is bristling, and if the dark look in his eye is any indication, he's pissed off.

Emporio holds, in his hand, a long bone club. There's no flames on it- that would involve scratching it against the almost star-shaped mark on his brow- but rather, he holds it over his shoulder, the way a baseball would be positioned.

The marowak swallows. On the one hand, Anasui told him they were going to be playing baseball.

On the other, it really didn't feel like an offer so much as a threat, and he's not sure what to do about that.

Another swallow.

"...So....where are the baseballs..?"

Emporio's question is unfortunately unanswered- even if an audience has already gathered.

Anasui doesn't say anything. One moment, he's staring down Emporio, the next, he's moving. A grey and purple blob of shadow forms in his mouth and he shoots it straight at Emporio. Emporio gasps and ducks out of the way and Anasui snarls.

"Stay still or I'll make you." It'd be nice if there was context but it seems Emporio doesn't even have that. Anasui just charges up another shadow ball and fires it again. "Emporio!"

"YOU SAID THIS WAS BASEBALL-!!" is all the Marowak shouts in turn- and, for anyone watching, one wonders if they'll have to step in for that to actually happen.

Comments

[wovensecrets]

Anasui's muttering actually gives her pause for once. Maybe something she had thought was obvious information wasn't, though it feels unnecessary to explain much further.

"It wasn't exactly a random occurrence. He stays with me and Guilmon, after all. When we got back from dealing with that... quest, I returned to our room and found him like that. When he didn't wake, it was obvious what had happened."

So not being responsible for the sake of it- or maybe it still was. She doesn't like it when things are this personal.

"It's likely most of you all have your hands even more full than usual, so since I'm already here, I might as well assist in some way."

To keep busy. To aid with the responsibility. Or maybe it's some sort of imposed training, dealing with how awful the clinic atmosphere feels in lieu of the latest fog shenanigans.

i figure the swing would be outside near where Anasui takes his break

[dripdrive]

"That makes sense." There's not much else Anasui can say to that. It's good that Guilmon and Hatenna were both okay but there's something bitterly ironic (is that even the right word?) about coming out of a high casualty mission relatively okay only to find the person who didn't go was...

Well...

"I'm already finishing up here but you can help if you want," Anasui says simply. He doesn't need the help but he won't say no to it. He figures that she's here for the same reasons he is, so he doesn't ask about why Hatenna suddenly wants to work here of all places.

"We need to reposition the patients and move their limbs to make sure they don't stiffen up or atrophy. I'm already done most of the people here the Aegiomon and the others in his row need to be done. After that, I'm going on break. If you still want stuff to do, you can come with me and we can find one of the full-time staff to give you something to do."

yes good :3

[wovensecrets]

"That works for me." She glances down the row, frowning at how many still remained. There really are too many of them here, right... "I'll follow your lead."

Orders, instructions, that's an easier mindset to adjust to. Puts a little order over the chaos of the emotions, and maybe an additional hand would make some of the staff slightly less harried to begin with. As long as no one probes further into her own motivations; though she trusts that Anasui can be discreet enough if need be. If she has any repuation at all around here it's likely regarding her work ethic, though notably tends to avoid any personal surveys.

As for a 'break' afterward, heading outside is probably for the best to disperse the atmosphere's effects, though while she knows enough about navigating to get away from the building, she hasn't taken too much stock of what's actually around the place.

[dripdrive]

There were too many of them here. It's eerie, given just how quiet and still everyone is despite being alive. The only upside was that caring for them wasn't difficult but it's little comfort.

But they persevere. Given Hatenna and Anasui are both quite focused, goal-orientated individuals with a good work ethic, it isn't long before the duo are done. Anasui marks the time and what's been done for the patients, and then gestures for Hatenna to walk with him.

Despite the haste to build quarantine rooms above the existing clinic, the Pokeclinic was still a pretty building. Anasui walks slowly, leading Hatenna down the stairs to the ground floor. However, instead of heading to the front where the lovely garden and the nearby Quest Board is, Anasui takes her around the back. Outside is a smaller and more simple garden, surrounded by hedges to shield it from the public. There are a few flower beds sprinkled around the place and a lone Leppa berry tree with a simple swing attached to it.

"Finally..." Anasui sighs heavily, an exhausted sound that wouldn't be out of place from someone finally getting to their smoke break. However, instead of a cigarette, Anasui takes a small paper puzzle out of his satchel and begins to unfurl it, taking great care not to tear it with his talons.

[wovensecrets]

Any irritation that she has about the very idea of having to go on a break when she came there to work evaporates almost immediately when she sees just exactly the sort of place they're headed to.

Not the front, which is certainly the more likely gathering place, because why not, it's more spacious, more to look at, surely, but way back here, a little more secluded, neglected, more personal. Makes sense, for someone like Anasui to want the quiet. It's simple, which surprisingly is more comfortable, though she's never needed much, but of course that's when she spots it.

Not the little paper puzzle, though it's all of a few moments that it does hold her attention just because of the patterns and the deft ways Anasui can go about maneuvering it delicately, somehow, but that lone, empty swing- it takes her back to mind when she'd had ordinary legs and didn't have to quickly shuffle from place to place.

But- shuffle it is, to move over to the swing and stare at it, considering... well, psychic energy was probably good enough for movement, even if it wasn't quite the same. She just missed that - the movement - don't mind her, over here ... debating, before she finally hops up onto the thing.

It's fine, probably.

[dripdrive]

The pink paper in Anasui's claws are moved carefully but swiftly, with practiced precision. Even with the wear of the paper, Anasui's disassembled it enough times to be able to take it apart without looking at it. He can just take in the garden and, by extension, whatever Hatenna is doing. His curiousity prickles as he looks at her stare at the swing - 'has she never seen one before?' - but it fades once she hops on.

Without really thinking about what he's doing, he uses his own psychic powers to gently push the swing, giving Hatenna enough time to steady herself even as it moves forward. Anasui knows she can do it herself but he figures that the experience will likely be nicer, in the same way it's nice getting pushed sometimes than swinging yourself. Hopefully, she's not gonna snap at him for doing so...

Being Anasui, he doesn't really bring attention to his actions, and simply talks as if he wasn't already multitasking.

"... I was surprised Pokemon have swings and playgrounds too. They seem to like it as much as anyone else."

[wovensecrets]

Oh. The swing is already moving before she's sorted out the logistics. That's -- you know what, she's not going to think about it. Someone else has taken initiative with the psychic energy needed, it means she'd be able to pick it up later.

It's a good movement. She's restless, it wasn't like going for a drive was an option here.

"Eh? It's not too surprising... some are more likely to seek 'relaxing' options as much as they work."

She supposes it's possible the influences came from when they were more connected to humans sometime in the past, but that was sort of the territory that came from building up a town to begin with.

[dripdrive]

If she's not questioning it or complaining about it, then everything is fine. Anasui continues the steady pushing as he slows down and ultimately stops fiddling with the puzzle.

"Mmm... I know they have all their craft clubs and cooking clubs and the like but still... it's interesting. I never considered 'play' as something particularly relaxing but Pokemon young and old do it. Something about it, I guess." Maybe it's not as weird for Arachnemon as it is Anasui - Anasui was just a weird and lonely child. He rarely played with anything unless he was disassembling it.

[wovensecrets]

It's rare if she's not going to complain about it, even if she doesn't like to talk about 'relaxing' things. Or explain why she understands the concept from a perspective that isn't fully human... then again, Anasui also seemed to be very different from most and that was coming someone who was raised by Oikawa Yukio with a little help from his dark possessing shadow.

"The clubs are more annoying."

Okay she'll complain a little about that, but that's because social endeavors are a bit much. She learns what she needs to learn in her own way.

"But, something like this, on it's own, you don't really have to think about it when it's just there."

Just swinging, that is. But maybe that was really the only part she was ever interested in-freedom of movement.

[dripdrive]

Honestly, fair. Hatenna isn't the first person with a non-human perspective to think Anasui was 'different' and she likely wouldn't be the last. And he doesn't mind her complaining - he even snorts at her opinion of the clubs.

"Agreed," Anasui snorts. "I don't need a club to 'encourage me to have fun'. I see other Pokemon enough as it is." Anasui is very much of the same opinion, apparently. Even though he's prone to monologuing like a JoJo character, he doesn't like social settings either.

About the swing though? Anasui just nods. There's something very serene about the way Hatenna talks about swinging. Something honest. He mentally tucks the information away for later and keeps the gentle swinging going.

At some point he'll have a swing set up for her... Once he figures out a quiet place near her accomodation.