Video; username: the.boneless

[ragnarsson]

[The video opens up on Ivar in the hallway of the hospital, sitting right outside a room. His free hand has a knife in it, fiddling round with it. Some might notice there's holes in the wall from where he's already stabbed through it a few times. He's got a grim look on his face and his eyes are hard, like someone facing a battle that they know they can't win.]

For those who care, Letha's in the hospital. Things aren't looking good. She's-- [There's a moment where something flickers over his face, an expression filled with pain and worry. Then he composes himself again.] --Something's gone wrong with her daughter, and according to the doctors, it's draining her life force. They don't know if they can fix what's wrong with her.

[For a moment, it appears that's all he's going to say. Then he turns and swiftly drives the knife into the wall again, burying the blade right up to its hilt. Well, Ivar wouldn't be himself without an irrational spike of anger.] Someone distract me before I kill one of these useless doctors.

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audio; LOKIOFASGARD

[ikols]

Tell me, what did the doctors say about Letha and how her strength is failing, more specifically. Can you, Ivar?

[ragnarsson]

[Ivar yanks the knife out of the wall. He's trying very hard to put on a stoic face, but he looks more like he might crumple inwards at any moment. It's clear how much this is hurting him.]

Apparently, this has been going on for a while, maybe even for months, what with her daughter getting bigger and developing more with time. They think dying and coming back might have had something to do with it. She's been getting weak and having these dizzy spells, but she wouldn't go to the hospital until she literally couldn't move anymore.

[ikols]

Er, the dying part can't have helped. She came back from that in one piece, didn't she? I don't mean physically.

[ragnarsson]

Up until now, she'd been pretty much fine. There hadn't really been any signs coming back to life had affected her.

[Not until her daughter started killing her.]

audio; un: stranger.things

[potentialed]

I'd appreciate you not killing any of my co-workers.

[ And honestly, this sounds pretty fucked up so count him on his way to see what can be done (if anything). ]

And I don't know who Letha is but this doesn't sound all that medical in nature. Did they give you any other details?

[ragnarsson]

If they'd do their jobs properly, I wouldn't have to consider it.

[Right now, all Ivar could see was a bunch of useless healers. What good were they if they couldn't even make a pregnant woman better?]

They think her dying and coming back to life might have had some strange effect on her child.

[potentialed]

[ He would say that it's all a bit more complicated than that even if he agrees with the sentiment in general. Doctors should be able to do their job and help people. But Stephen knows better than most that it's not always possible. He would say this, until Ivar drops that bit of information.

He's almost left speechless. Almost. ]

...well, they aren't wrong. Humans don't work that way.

[ Usually. ]

How did she accomplish this?

[ragnarsson]

[It's a strange tale, Ivar knows, and even he never got all of the details. But he's got enough of the story to tell the doctor what he needs to know to possibly help .]

She died in her own world, but since she was a necromancer and her spirit was outside of her body at the time, she couldn't properly move on to the afterlife. Her spirit and that of her daughter's was trapped in between and begun to rot. Don't ask me how that works. When she was pulled here, she was brought back to life.

video; un: ghostking

[deathkid]

I told her to go sooner. I'll make sure to visit her, if it's okay. She's so... It just isn't fair.

[ a sigh. ]

If you're good with those knives, I'll spar with you. Is that distraction enough?

[ragnarsson]

I was stupid enough to believe her when she said everything was fine. [He'd been such a fool and now she was paying the price.] She's resting right now, but I'm sure she'd want some visitors.

[He nods.] That'll work. Just don't blame me if you end up in here too.

[deathkid]

I could tell. I could sense it from where I was, but she's stubborn.

[ a sigh and then he snorts. ] Trust me, that won't happen.

[ragnarsson]

Hopefully, that stubbornness will help her get through this.

[If she gets through this, he thinks to himself before he can stop.]

So you say.

Video (@prof.sycamore)

[megabond]

[Letha?! Isn't she one of his student from some of his classes?!]

Can you explain more clearly about her condition? More importantly, what exactly happened to her and her daughter?

Re: Video (@prof.sycamore)

[ragnarsson]

She's been getting weaker by the months. Dizzy, fainting, not being able to get out of bed sometimes. I thought maybe it was just because she wasn't strong physically, that the pregnancy was wearing her down.

[Something flickers in his eyes, worry and pain for someone that he loves.]

Today was the worst I've ever seen her. She looked like she-- [But he can't say the words out loud. That she looked like she was dying.]

They say something is very different about her daughter. That somehow she's draining her life away unintentionally. They're looking for a way to stop it, but for right now, there's nothing more they can do.

Re: Video (@prof.sycamore)

[megabond]

[Sycamore is surprised to hear that Letha's pregnant. But judging by Ivar's explanation, he feels that something is wrong with this.]

I-I'm sorry to hear that. I wish I could do more to help her.

[ragnarsson]

You and me both, Professor. Only thing to so right now is hope and pray.

[Ivar hopes at least one of the Aesir is listening.]

@dodger/video

[smokedout]

No attachments, huh?

[Ah yes, the only downside of the network... Dodger is there. And there is a more than healthy amount of amusement on his face.]

Why you worried, Ragnarsson? The kid yours?

[ragnarsson]

[Oh no. Out of all the faces that could have popped up on the network, Dodger's was the least welcome. Well, he'd been bound to find out about Letha eventually. Ivar scowls, giving him a withering stare.]

I got here five months ago. She's almost eight and a half months pregnant. You do the math, genius.

[There's a tone in his voice he usually reserves for Sigurd when he's being especially stupid.]

But she's mine in all the ways that count.

[smokedout]

[That's new information to him - people don't talk much about when they arrived, and Ivar was there before him. And, seeing as he knew nothing about Letha beforehand, he guesses that's new information too.]

Not for too much longer, by the sounds of it. [He takes a moment to light a cigarette, cocking his head like he's talking down to a five year old... an ironic attitude, since Dodger tends to take children much more seriously than he takes Ivar.] And you want a distraction while your girlfriend's dying on the slab... pathetic.

audio; @fromTV

[spellslots]

Is she taking visitors?

[He'd tried to do what he could with his transmutation stone, briefly restoring some of Letha's strength, but he's a wizard, not a healer, and at least this point he knows he just has to leave it to the hands of people who are more capable.

But he can still visit Letha, if she's well enough for it.]

[ragnarsson]

She's stable enough. [For now are the unspoken words that he doesn't bother adding on.]

It'd do her some good to see familiar faces.

[He may not particularly care for Taako, but Letha is fond of him, so that's all that matters right now.]

[spellslots]

I'll swing by soon.

[He can already tell this announcement has a few people fussing over Letha, so he'll give it a little while, in case anyone else is heading her way.]

You know she's gonna be okay, yeah? They've got doctors and healers and all sorts of shit here. They'll figure something out.

[He doesn't particularly care for Ivar, either, but he can tell that the kid cares about Letha, so Taako can make an attempt at reassurance.]

For Eichi - After the thread with Dodger and Eddie

[ragnarsson]

[Ivar crawls away from the wreckage that is Floor Four. The fact he's moving at all is a marvel unto itself, considering the amount of damage Dodger did to him. There's a burn in the exact shape of a handprint on his right shoulder, burned right through the skin and into the muscle. He's barely conscious as, exhausted, he sits down against a wall, the only thing keeping him upright.

His Pokemon have followed him, worried but helpless in the face of their master's injuries. It's not just the burns. Fear toxin has been pumped into him. It's going to last for a few more hours. Until it wears off, Ivar will be experiencing his greatest fear: water, or more accurately, drowning in it. His arms twitch a little as he tries to push away the imaginary liquid lapping at the edges of his feet.]

Water...so much water...

[finethanks]

Ragnarsson-kun?

[Eichi isn't really dressed to leave the building. Not like he normally would be. In just some sweats and a short-sleeved shirt, it's clear that he'd been intending to practice— but the commotion from the other floor has interrupted that thoroughly. He doesn't have a death wish, despite his curiosity, so he waits until the noise has died down considerable to investigate.

He doesn't expect to see a familiar face. Someone he'd met when he was stuck in the past himself... He gives the pokemon a glance, immediately recognizing them from the one Yuuri had had when he was here before. Those creatures that run around and act like little bodyguards, right? It doesn't seem as though they were the issue.

He kneels beside Ivar at the wall, reaching gently to try and stop one of Ivar's hands from pushing so that he can get a better look. He seems out of it.]

You're hurt. There's no water here, you know? It's just me, Eichi. Let me take a look at that burn...

[ragnarsson]

[Ivar lifts his head wearily, watching as Eichi comes near. He's met this person before, though with how tired and fuzzy his thoughts have become, he'll be damned if he can remember where. His fears are in full effect now as he imagines the water creeping closer, drawing him in, further out to a point where he'll just sink into it like a stone.]

No! No, you stay away.

[He's not thinking clearly, the terror overwhelming his common sense. Eichi isn't here to help, he's just going to let him drown. He tries to crawl away, but he's too injured for his shoulder to support his full weight. He collapses before he gets more than two steps. Hrimfaxi, his Blitzle, immediately rushes to his side, nudging him insistently with her muzzle. There's nothing she can do to help him and it's distressing her greatly. She looks up at Eichi with a pair of electric blue eyes, pleading with him as she softly calls out, 'Blitzle, Blitz! It's clear she's asking for help.]