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 Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 10:00 pm
Who: Doucette and Riviner (and Aphi?)
Where: Hospital Room 308
When: Visiting Hours
Weather: Windy windy windy! But warm and bright
Doucette inched into the room with wide, weepy looking eyes. She wasn't quite at the stage of crying since to be frank Rivener was not what she would have called a close friend (or maybe not even a friend at all), but when someone you know gets shot, well, you can get a bit emotional. It didn't help that the redhead was naturally a bit of an emotional disaster to begin with, but she was going to try her very best to keep it all together during the visit.
"Rivener?" she breathed as she stuck her head around the door, pursing her lips and trying not to think about how much she hated hospitals. Vivi had told her that the poor raevan had been shot and right away Doe had started working on a little get-well-soon gift. Everyone was sure to bring him flowers and food and maybe that was what he would like, but she'd made him a little black scorpion stuffed animal with small white dots upon it to look like the night sky covered with stars. All those legs had been hard but it was good practice and for a good cause.
Especially when she was sick or afraid or what-have-you, Doucette had always relied on her own stuffed animals to squeeze until everything became better. Perhaps Riv too would like a little something to hug on.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 5:36 am
Rivener's boredom was reaching all-time highs during this hospital stay. Daytime tv was some of the most unimaginable crap people could throw together, and the Scorpion had had enough of it after two days. All the movies on pay-per-view he'd already seen (those worth watching anyway) so there wasn't any need to spend money to watch those again. He was desperately reading magazines when Doucette poked her head in.
The smile Rivener gave her was that of a man finding an oasis in the desert. "OH thank god," the Sigel sighed, closing the magazine and putting it atop the tall pile on his nightstand. "Doucette, come in, come in, thank you for visiting me! Aphi had to go to work, so I'm alone, and it's sooooo boooooring here! There's a vcr but we don't own any videos for me to watch-... Hey, what's that?" As soon as she'd stepped in with that stuffed animal, Rivener's eyes were drawn to it. He pointed with his good arm, his smile broadening. "Is that for me?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 11:28 pm
The red head looked rather rattled at Rivener's exceptional welcome of her presence. Not that she believed the Raevan to be specifically anti-social, but he didn't come off as someone who heartily welcomed the company of others that weren't exceptionally close to him (which Doe didn't feel like she fit into). Inching further into the room she nodded and couldn't help but smile in return to his when he noticed the stuffed animal. Who wouldn't feel good knowing that someone looked at least somewhat interested in something you put time into after all?
"Oh, yes, I thought you might like some company...even though he's not very talkative," she said with a breathy laugh as she held the little critter out to him beaming. "I figured you'd have more flowers than you knew what to do with. No doubt all the girls are mourning your presence."
As Doucette leaned close enough to him to deposit the critter onto his lap or into his open arm, depending on the easiest method, Riv might have noticed a slight change in the woman. Whereas before she'd smelled downright feminine and beach-infused, she now smelled, well, like a man. Cigarette smoke and spilled beer scented her clothes and hair no matter how furiously she washed them, and there was the slightest hint of discoloration around her wrist. Her hair, naturally classified as a disaster, was looking if possible a little more frazzled than usual, and her usually bright eyes were darkened.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 11:37 am
Rivener grinned broadly as she declared this to be her gift to him. A plush scorpion! Riv wasn't even aware they made those kinds of things! It was well-made enough that not even for a second did the Sigel think this was a home-made item. He extended his good arm and accepted the gift with a chuckle, shaking his head at the comment about girls mourning his presence. "Bah, there's not so many as all that, and only one person's flowers mattered to me anyway. And they're right here." He angled his head towards the bouquet from his precious Demon, smiling like a love-struck puppy for a second before he grimaced, nose crinkling.
"Ugh, why do you smell like the back room of a bar?" he asked, foregoing tact in his shock. The smell had assaulted him so suddenly, replacing the aroma of the flowers, that Riv spoke without thinking. He immediately tried to backtrack: "I mean, s-sorry to say it so bluntly. Just, cigarettes and beer isn't something we're used to smelling in a hospital, you know? ...Are you alright?" Only now did he notice how haggard the woman looked.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 8:59 pm
Doucette returned the bright grin as the scorpion accepted the little doll, turning to look at the flowers placed in special relation to the patient. "Well they are quite lovely," she said complimentary, glad that she hadn't brought any when she noticed the way Riv didn't seem to even consider the others with that longing look towards the delicate petals.
At his sudden question, Doucette took two hasty steps back, her cheeks turning as red as her hair and her hands clasping in front of her as if it would protect her some how, though it was more means to cover the old bruise from sight than anything else. "Oh, I'm sorry Riv! I must have...forgotten..." the redhead's voice trailed off at her inability to come up with a reasonable excuse for the smell. She wasn't quite ready to allow someone to think of her as some noon-day alcoholic sitting in bars all the time, so she threw that excuse out. But the truth...she chucked it out as well already knowing the consequences if she even tried it. "My mistake then, I'll stay over here so you don't have to smell it. And of course I'm alright," the girl finished with a shake of her head and a wavering smile.
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 9:56 am
Rivener frowned. He hadn't received an answer, which led him to believe the woman didn't want to GIVE an answer. Why would she be hiding something? Instantly the Scorpion was on disapproving alert, his big-brother senses kicking in on behalf of the Raevan who wasn't even born yet. All kinds of theories flew through his head: was she out late last night and passed out in a bar until the phone call woke her? Did she WORK someplace that smelled like that in the early morning? Was she a drunkard herself and this was what her HOUSE smelled like?
"I don't mind the smell, I was just startled by it, like I said. There's no need to move over there. And why didn't you answer my question? ...I know you said you're alright, but how can I believe you when you have a smile like that on your face. Tell me the truth. This is important, it's not just your life that you hold in your hands now, you know? I want to make sure my newborn kin will be ok with you." He didn't mean to sound severe, but he must have frowned a little more than he wanted to. It wasn't really his place to police the lab guardians, of course he knew that. He just couldn't help it, feeling responsible for the younger ones.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 7:52 pm
At Rivener's words the Irish woman visibly bristled. Her eyes might have widened a bit in shock but her already small mouth pinched at the corners as it formed a tight line and the blue of her gaze darkened with the suppressed irritation at his accusation. Fingers tightened slightly against her sore wrist and she winced away from the pain that brought her a bit back to her senses. It wasn't Riv's fault that she looked so bedraggled and he had every right to get his quills up.
"There's nothing the matter Riv," Doe said slowly and as sweetly as she could, looking at some of the flowers instead of the scorpion himself. "I am sorry, but it's a personal issue and I can't talk about it with you. I assure you though, when my baby is born, there is no one in this world that wont take better care of them than me." Doucette's usual meekness turned hard at those last words and she looked quite defiant as she caught the man's eyes. And she meant it. Liam might be a problem for her that she couldn't just shake off easily, but she would never let his problems affect her charge.
"Maybe I should just go..."
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 6:41 am
Rivener narrowed his eyes in reply to the severe, sincere tone Doe was adopting. She seemed so sure that nothing would harm her Raevan... How could she be so sure? Whatever was harming her could very possibly harm the Raevan, couldn't it? Or was she just allowing the hurt, something she could have easily stopped if she wanted?
When she mentioned just leaving, Rivener sighed and rolled his eyes to the flowers at his side, his good hand fingering that stuffed scorpion he still held in his lap. "No, you don't have to go. But while you're here, see a nurse, would you? You're all bruised up. They could at least give you a pain pill or something." The Scorpion frowned out the window, hoping he'd get out soon so he could just look in the stars and see what the real truth of the matter was. Assuming the star-speak would cooperate and tell him about what he wanted to know.
He turned his gaze back to her, attempting a smile that very clearly came out forced. He was still concerned, curious, and displeased about being kept in the dark, but he'd try to ignore all that for now. "Thanks for visiting me, though, really. It's very nice of you."
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2010 8:14 am
Doucette smiled at the poor scorpion. She didn't know much about him, but even at first glance anyone could tell he was an active spirit and would never lay around long without complaint. Maybe she should be calling the Lab to make sure her address wasn't in a directory somewhere. It would be...more than terrible to have the sigel drop by unannounced.
"I'm not in any pain, but thanks. It was just an accident. I'm a bit clumsy you know. Plus it's a bit old, so no harm no foul."
Shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other, Doe looked between Riv and the window. She wanted very much to stay and keep the scorpion company, her own horror of being cooped up in a hospital without activity driving her to want to be the best guest to the raevan. But staying would lead to unfortunate questions, speculations, accusations. No matter how stubborn she could be with Riv for a moment, his personality was far stronger and she'd lose even if she had some sort of handicap to start with. Best to leave while he wasn't calling the cops or some sort.
"Ok...well...I hope you feel better soon Rivener," she said softly, her cheeks flushing with disappointment in the whole meeting, "And don't worry, ok? I'm handling...it."
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 7:23 am
Rivener frowned lightly at hearing that Doucette was already leaving. He supposed it was his own fault for being so insistent about her injuries, and even still he couldn't quite make himself see past it. His lips tightened to a line and he huffed lightly, shoulders lifting in a shrug. "Yeah, I hope you feel better soon too." As though he read her mind, Rivener told himself he'd look her up when he got out of here. If there was some threat to his kin-to-be at her house, Riv would eliminate it himself if he needed to. ...He'd have to wait until he was fully recovered, but he WOULD remember to go check.
"Thanks again for the visit. Be careful." The Sigel gave her a small, dry smile.
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