Viti and Aqua in the infirmary

[griot]

 Who: Viti and Aqua. I guess someone who happens to be in the infirmary could say something too.

What: Viti and Aqua talking the best they can, considering Aqua’s sick, and there are two walls of transparent, but hard plastic between them.

Where: The infirmary

When: Sometime during the same week as the District X new feed thread.

Rating: Don’t know. Above G.

Warnings: Image of a sick person.

 

Viti sat in a corner with one leg curled up the other was splayed out. He had a cell phone to his ear.

“Mom, I’m pretty sure I’m not sick.  The quarantine is just a precaution.”

There was silence as Viti listened to the response.

“I don’t know,” Viti replied with a rising tone. “I tried to tell them it was a misunderstanding, but they took me in anyways."  More silence.

“Well I guess, because, I was in the same room as someone who might have been sick.”

Viti had to pull the phone away from his ear, because, the voice coming out of it was so loud. His ear rung from being just a split second too late.

It took a few minutes before he could bring the cell phone close enough to speak. “Mom, he probably wasn’t sick. Besides I’m in the safest place in the world right now, even the CDC doesn’t have all the high tech gear and powers that the X-men have. You can’t take me out anyways…ok…ok…ok….I love you too, mom…and dad. I will talk to you later.”

Viti turned off his phone and sighed.  His head fell back in exhaustion. “Well, I hope Liir got my letter.” For minute he just sat in the corner of his room, letting the florescent light warm him. Eventually, he thought to stand up, and look through the clear plastic walls to see who might be quarantined with him. 

Comments

[aquawayfinder]

Aqua had admitted herself to quarantine as soon as she was aware she was ill. She had written down all that she could think of, and kept a log of her symptoms, and what affected them. She had tried using her healing power, but that only made it worse. Her armor made no difference, her keyblade made no difference, using her mutant abilities stores in the keyblade made her worse.

She made note of all of it and shared it with the doctors who needed it. The rest of the time, she worked on control. Mostly that meant easy stretches and meditations. She hated being locked in one place for so long, but she understood the need.

Control. Mastery. Doing what you had to do even when you wished to do otherwise, because it was what has to be done. Still, even those romance movies from Mrs. Frost would be preferable to this.

Still, she was a Master.

So when he was on the phone, through the clear plastic, she was aware, but did not react or respond. She sat on her bed, cross legged, keyblade across her lap, and her hands resting lightly on it.

She focused in each individual case of discomfort. She didn't address it by trying to alleviate it, but by being aware of it, and measuring severity. She kept mental notes to write down later. She took tally of the muscles that needed to be exercised, and the ones that were sore in a way that said she should resist the urge.

She hated being ill, but she was Master enough to accept it in good grace.

Still, she was BORED.

[griot]

Viti took a glance to his left then to his right then looked strait, but his eyes opened wider when he suddenly realized that the person on the right had blue hair. He gasped when he remembered that there was only one person he knew with blue hair.

"Professor Aqua!" He shouted

He ran to the east wall, and pressed against it. Revelation gripped him. It was her He looked on eyes wide with a mixture of horror, sympathy, sadness. When he last so his mentor, she was conducting graceful martial arts moves, standing tall and proud, but lying there sick, she seemed to him, but a husk compared to her former self. Sadness gripped him.

"No...No!"

Unsure if Aqua could even hear him, he breath on the clear plastic wall, and wrote Aqua's name in the mist that had collected on it. He looked to see if she would respond somehow. He looked to see if she could respond somehow.

[aquawayfinder]

She had been sitting there, meditating, and when he called her name, she opened her cobalt eyes.

She rose carefully, smoothly, despite the pain in her joints. She had to accept that she was ill, she did not have to let it keep her from being herself. The Keyblade vanished as she stood. She walked over.

"Calm. Master your emotions. If you are ill as well, I am sorry. Note all symptoms, carefully. Not what actions make them worse, then cease doing those actions if possible," she said, her voice pitched to carry without yelling.

"The Masters here will find a cure."

[griot]

With his eyes still sad and jaw still dropped, Viti felt a flood of things to say all at once.

"Professor...my power told me that someone was sick I never...how did this...What are they doing to...I'm not sick..."

Finally Viti shut up, and shed a tear.He shook his head. "Never mind all that. How are you feeling? I mean all things considered."

[aquawayfinder]

"Be at peace. think of this as a time to work on your Mastery. IT will be less terrifying that way. Focus on finding your calm. Center yourself. I can help, if you desire."

[griot]

Viti took in a deep breath, and closed his eyes to calm himself. He let his head fall, so he could take a moment to think. Despite his every attempt, his heart was still beating hard and fast. He still had that flood of questions and statements, but he took a moment to sift through them, to find the ones most important.

He lifted his head again. "A lot has happen these past two days. A lot, but forget that for now. What about you? You're able to stand, but you don't have to for me."

[aquawayfinder]

"I stand for you, and for myself. For my Mastery. I stand because I can, not because I am pressed to. I am ill, yes, but it is not all of what I am. I may get sicker yet, but I will always be the Master of myself."

[griot]

Viti crossed his arms. "If we are sick then we should lie down in bed and rest." Viti backed up to his bed. "I will lie down if you do."

[aquawayfinder]

"I shall return to the bed, but I prefer to meditate and take notes on my condition. I have slept recently, and do not want to sleep again just now."

[griot]

"Fair enough," Viti replied. There was a creaking sound when Viti plopped down on his bed, the soft pillow wrapping around his head he fell back into it. He stared at the ceiling, and sighed. He turned back to Aqua. "It's never a good idea to push these things, but I suppose it's a good sign that you were able to stand. Are you at least feeling better than when you first knew you had the disease?"

[aquawayfinder]

"I am feeling worse now. I experimented to see what triggered it and what made it worse. I am willing to be more ill if my notes could possibly help them find a cure."

[griot]

Viti sighed, and rubbed his eyes. "With respect professor Aqua, I'm afraid Dr. McCoy, will have plenty of 'more sick' people to study before this is over."

Viti suddenly took on a fact, and both of his brows rose. He lifted his head off the pillow to better rub the back of his head nervously.

"Oh I uhhhh...learned a little more about how my powers work...yeah. I think I should warn you."

[aquawayfinder]

"I'm certain he will as well. And If you are infected, do not use your powers. For me, at least, it seems to make the illness worse. If you are going to use them, have Master McCoy observing you."

[griot]

For a second Viti's shifty eyes became direct. "Actually, I'm pretty sure I'm not sick. I can explain that later, maybe." His eyes shifted again, looking up into his head to explain his situation.

"You see, I...uh...just recently found out that ummmm...my power spies on the people I interact with, whether I want it to or not."

Viti swallowed in anxiety as the awkwardness stiffened his spine.

[aquawayfinder]

"All the more reason," she said simply, "To study Mastery."

[griot]

Viti blinked bewildered. "Oh. That went better than I thought it would." He looked back to Aqua. He took a deep breath.

"Ok then. How do we go about this mastery. Do I mediate, do I concentrate? Do I just think?"

[aquawayfinder]

"All of those, and more, in the right times. For now, attempt meditation. Do you require instruction?"

[griot]

Viti gave a sharp nod, as he sat up in bed. "Yes please. A lot of people throw the word 'mediation' around all the time, but I don't know what it really means."

[aquawayfinder]

She nodded. "Sit on the bed, however is comfortable, and close your eyes.

[griot]

Viti curled his legs Indian style, placed his knuckles on his knees, and opened his hands. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It was how he always saw mediation in the movies, but he still felt unsure.

[aquawayfinder]

"Listen to my voice, picture only what I tell you to picture, if you need to answer me, do so minimally. We shall begin. What is your favorite color?"

[griot]

"Purple." Viti bit his tongue so he wouldn't do anything else.

[aquawayfinder]

"How does purple make you feel?"

[griot]

Viti took another deep breath. He had to resist the urge to scratch his head. His eyelids pressed hard to stay closed, as he thought about what he specifically liked about purple.

"It makes me feel...satiated, and at home. I don't know why."

[aquawayfinder]

"Good. Focus on that then," she said softly. Picture the place you feel most comfortable, most at home, see that place, feel it around you."