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voidtreckerexpress2020-07-04 08:07 pm
runs_on_batteries) wrote in voidtreckerexpress2020-07-04 08:07 pm
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- katsuya jonouchi [au-crau],
- kitty pryde [ou],
- little one [ou],
- madoka kaname [ou],
- ~x~alice liddell [ou],
- ~x~curufin [crau],
- ~x~dairine callahan [crau],
- ~x~gladiolus amicitia [ou],
- ~x~glorfindel [ou],
- ~x~joscelin fitzthomas [crau],
- ~x~misa [ou],
- ~x~sleepy ash [ou],
- ~x~the doctor (11) [ou],
- ~x~tony stark [ou],
- ~x~uta [crau],
- ~x~zidane tribal [ou]
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Who: Tony + Varies
Where: Tony's lab and then the medical room
When: Early Grasshopper 3- Grasshopper 4
What: Between bad self-care and poor ventilation while working on specific chemicals, Tony passes out
Warnings: CW: Distress and medical stuff? Tony being Tony? Idk.
Notes: Tony's classes are going to be suspended for a couple weeks.
Grasshopper 3, The Incident [Narrative]
It'd been a rough few weeks. He'd made a decision to end his relationship with Ignis only to have the man disappear. He had to watch the man depart on platform day and hold his child as she mourned the loss. His other kid, Peter, was a mess with losing May and still not over Gwen leaving- not that he blamed the boy at all. Wei and his son leaving had been hard to watch too.
So, he coped as he always coped- by working. The pressure to find a cure for a boy who deserved to have his life back spurred him on as well. Working closely with Peter and sometimes Conan, he knew they were getting close. With just a little more coffee, a little more bourbon, he was sure they were going to get that breakthrough.
He'd woken up early and returned to his work. In a beaker, he added a chemical compound he'd created over the last few days and watched the reaction. He winced as the reaction kicked up an awful smell. Turning to write some notes, he felt the room start to spin. The coffee cup fell out of his hand and broke on the floor. Coughing, he couldn't catch his breath. Putting a hand to his chest, he felt pain lance through his body stemming from his heart. Just when he hit the floor, he didn't know but the world turned black.
The Rescue [Closed to Kitty, the Doctor, and whoever else she might need (medical people, idk?)]
When Kitty finds him, he's on the floor barely breathing. It's not quite a heart attack but the symptoms are really similar. A few of the coffee cup shards dug into his skin when he fell. He needs help and fast!
Grasshopper 3 (late) and Grasshopper 4, Medical Room [OTA]
He spent the majority of the day asleep. Slowly sometime that evening, Tony woke feeling weak and disoriented. He groaned finding himself in the medical room. That was never a good sign.
[ooc: Feel free to come bug him after he's woken up.]
Where: Tony's lab and then the medical room
When: Early Grasshopper 3- Grasshopper 4
What: Between bad self-care and poor ventilation while working on specific chemicals, Tony passes out
Warnings: CW: Distress and medical stuff? Tony being Tony? Idk.
Notes: Tony's classes are going to be suspended for a couple weeks.
Grasshopper 3, The Incident [Narrative]
It'd been a rough few weeks. He'd made a decision to end his relationship with Ignis only to have the man disappear. He had to watch the man depart on platform day and hold his child as she mourned the loss. His other kid, Peter, was a mess with losing May and still not over Gwen leaving- not that he blamed the boy at all. Wei and his son leaving had been hard to watch too.
So, he coped as he always coped- by working. The pressure to find a cure for a boy who deserved to have his life back spurred him on as well. Working closely with Peter and sometimes Conan, he knew they were getting close. With just a little more coffee, a little more bourbon, he was sure they were going to get that breakthrough.
He'd woken up early and returned to his work. In a beaker, he added a chemical compound he'd created over the last few days and watched the reaction. He winced as the reaction kicked up an awful smell. Turning to write some notes, he felt the room start to spin. The coffee cup fell out of his hand and broke on the floor. Coughing, he couldn't catch his breath. Putting a hand to his chest, he felt pain lance through his body stemming from his heart. Just when he hit the floor, he didn't know but the world turned black.
The Rescue [Closed to Kitty, the Doctor, and whoever else she might need (medical people, idk?)]
When Kitty finds him, he's on the floor barely breathing. It's not quite a heart attack but the symptoms are really similar. A few of the coffee cup shards dug into his skin when he fell. He needs help and fast!
Grasshopper 3 (late) and Grasshopper 4, Medical Room [OTA]
He spent the majority of the day asleep. Slowly sometime that evening, Tony woke feeling weak and disoriented. He groaned finding himself in the medical room. That was never a good sign.
[ooc: Feel free to come bug him after he's woken up.]
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"What did I do what for?" He asked, groggily.
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“Whatever you did to get here, idiot. You could have died. And then where would I be?”
He throws his small arms around Tony’s neck, grateful that he seems to be okay.
“I don’t want to be alone again,” he says in a very small voice.
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"I'm sorry, kid. I'm not going anywhere. I promise." He wanted to scoot over to let Joss lay on the bed with him, but he didn't have the strength. "I'm.. I'm not really sure what happened."
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“You had better not go anywhere,” he warns, but there’s no heat in his voice. He’s just relieved. “They said they found you on the floor of your—your office. You looked like you were having a...myocardial infarction. You’ve been out for hours.”
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It was simultaneously shocking and not at all surprising. His heart had been hurt by the shrapnel in it plus the arc reactor. He'd had surgery on it, but there had been scars. On top of that, he'd been through a lot on this train and with so little outlets to cope. There were only so many hours a day he could spar or work out. He had one fiasco after another with all the idiots on this train...
"I'm sorry." It didn't seem near enough for what he'd put the kid through, but it was all he could think of.