falenandawn: (/gritting teeth)
Freyjadour Falenas ([personal profile] falenandawn) wrote in [community profile] asgardmeridiem2012-09-23 06:27 pm

[Semi-open]

Who: Freyjadour Falenas, Eyes Rutherford, Lyon and anyone working at the Draupnir theater
What: Freyjadour gets sick on the job and measures have to be taken to prevent a spread of the sickness. He hides in a spare room in the theater to wait it out and prevent a certain someone from absorbing it with her power.
When: late afternoon of Day 147 onward
Where: Draupnir Theater
Rating: PG13-ish.

[After the whole fiasco with the dragon dropping those canisters into the town, Freyjadour had headed back to the Draupnir theater to get back to work. Right now, there was no use panicking, even if he was checking the bracelets to keep up to date and keep track of where the discussions of today's events might have led. It certainly was a cause for concern, even if he didn't plan to take work off.

The persistent cough that started to come on soon enough Frey had attributed to the dust that could build up in the lesser used areas of the theater.... the heat, he'd thought was because of the stuffiness of those rooms. The nausea and dizziness, however, soon led to concern, and he wondered if he'd somehow managed to get sick. The work day was almost over, but he knew the reaction he would probably get if he asked to leave early.

That was, of course, until he rolled up one of his sleeves to rub at the sharp, raw ache there, only to find something that looked sickeningly like a burn on his shoulder, just barely hidden under the sleeve but large enough to be startling in size.

He decided to seek Eyes out to speak to him, confused and just a little disturbed, at the same time, he dizzily wondered where the first aid kit had been.]
bloodypocket: (♭ | mosso.)

[personal profile] bloodypocket 2012-09-24 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Just as Frey has been, Eyes has kept diligent watch over the network and only frowning all the more with each new report of people falling ill brought to light. With Draupnir being dangerously close to the impact site in Freya District, it was important that he know as much as possible as it came.

But when he spots Freyjadour coming toward him his eyes narrow in suspicion, making note of the way he moved and the likelihood he was about to hear something he would rather do without.]
What is it?
bloodypocket: (♭ | preoccupante.)

[personal profile] bloodypocket 2012-09-24 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
Sick? [He could have guessed that much, and it was fairly obvious that there was something going on that the gods have yet to address, but it would be best to allow Frey the opportunity to explain what he means first.

He'll be gesturing him to sit down nearby, because who knew how long that focus could last.]
Would you share how?
bloodypocket: (♭ | camera.)

[personal profile] bloodypocket 2012-09-24 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
... Where were you this morning? [He knows Frey no longer lives in Freya Hall, and while he was by no means a doctor it didn't take a lot of guessing to figure this was no ordinary illness. Though his eyes widen ever so slightly when he sees that marking on Frey's skin, he still maintains a calm and neutral composure.]
bloodypocket: (♭ | disperato.)

[personal profile] bloodypocket 2012-09-24 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Which meant Frey would have been right on target for when the canisters were first dropped, and with the continuing whispers of people falling ill it was now clear what Muspellheim's objective had been.

He wastes no time in grabbing him by the hand, disregarding any sense of politeness or personal space to force Frey into standing position while determining what courses of action would have to be taken, all done in seconds and without uttering a word.]
bloodypocket: (♭ | pesante.)

[personal profile] bloodypocket 2012-09-24 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
Do you want to wait to find out? [If Frey even thinks about answering yes to that Eyes would knock him out right then and there. He'll be leading him along to one of the more isolated backrooms as they conversed, which was actually one of the rooms Eyes would sometimes use to sleep when he found himself staying the night, thus it would be furnished enough for Frey to at least be comfortable. He only hoped the other wouldn't have to be held there indefinitely.]

You have only kept to the backrooms of this side of the theater today, have you not? [A beat.] Does Lyon know?
bloodypocket: (♭ | capo.)

[personal profile] bloodypocket 2012-09-24 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
... You do realize this means you will not be able to see her, as long as this persists. [He pauses briefly when Frey stumbles, waiting for him to regain his balance before continuing on; while he would rather avoid having to carry Frey, if that was what they had to resort to then he would do what was necessary. At the very least he was relenting to allow him permission to use him as a support should the need arise again.]

I want you to tell me your symptoms, as much as you are able. It should be of use once the hospital realizes the situation, and determine who is falling ill so treatments and prevention can be done.
bloodypocket: (♭ | vitamente.)

[personal profile] bloodypocket 2012-09-24 07:30 am (UTC)(link)
Noted. [Freyjadour's response, as well as Eyes' own knowledge of Lyon, is enough to indicate how much of a problem she may during this situation. Having one confirmed ill person in the theater was more than enough, and he was aware he may be placing himself at risk. There was no need to add to that number by having more come into contact with Frey than absolutely necessary, no matter how much Lyon may plea with them.]

We will reach a place for you to rest shortly, a trip to the hospital now that you have progressed this far along may be counterproductive. [Just another turn or two and they would be there, so he wouldn't have to endure any more movement.]
bloodypocket: (♭ | al fine.)

[personal profile] bloodypocket 2012-09-25 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
Don't thank me yet. [Especially if things begin to take a turn for the worse. He did not have to see the populace faced with a decision of what to do with those infected, if a cure were not found soon enough.

But he would see to it that every effort was made to find one before they reached that point.]
We're here, are you able to stand on your own?
sparkling_eyes: (Surprised)

[personal profile] sparkling_eyes 2012-09-25 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[And, as it turns out, Lyon is just coming back from running a few errands of her own on behalf of the theater. As she's coming in through the back door, it doesn't take her long at all to notice that something is amiss.]

Prince! What's going on?

[Yeah, she's worried enough that she just drops the title automatically instead of calling him Frey. But right now isn't the time to be thinking about that. And of course she's trying to run right over there.]
bloodypocket: (♭ | camera.)

[personal profile] bloodypocket 2012-09-25 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[The tension Eyes had before flares when he hears someone enter nearby, and once he hears what is undoubtedly Lyon's voice he wastes no time in shoving Frey forcefully into the room without even sparing him a glance. Before she could even reach them he will have slammed the door shut and positioned himself in front of it with no intentions of moving.

Again he will say nothing, but the aura he is emanating should say more than enough: she was not allowed in.]
sparkling_eyes: (Hey!)

[personal profile] sparkling_eyes 2012-09-25 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
Eyes! What's going on? Let me in!

[Scary face aside, Lyon isn't one to back down this easily, especially where the Prince's safety is concerned. There's clearly something wrong here - he's obviously sick and in pain, and she's going to at least get to the bottom of it.]

What's wrong with him? Why won't you let me see him? He could be in danger!
bloodypocket: (♭ | ironico.)

[personal profile] bloodypocket 2012-09-25 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
And that is why I'm not allowing you inside. [She should know enough about him to realize he would not do this without good reason. Her questions do nothing to faze him, though he would do her the favor of granting her some of what he knew.]

He was exposed to the canister fallen in Freya, thus for his own safety and that of everyone else he is being isolated.
sparkling_eyes: (Worried)

[personal profile] sparkling_eyes 2012-09-25 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
He sounds like he's dying! You have to let me in there!

[Yeah, she's just going to be trying to shove her way past at this point, banging on the door.]

Prince!
bloodypocket: (♭ | volubilita.)

[personal profile] bloodypocket 2012-09-25 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[She could try to shove past all she wanted, but he isn't relenting. Rather than continue to make those accursed noises and possibly attract more people to the area he grabs steady hold of her with every intention of throwing her away from the door. Already she was reacting as he had predicted she would, and he didn't want to resort to dirtier tactics to make her cease.]

Do not force my hand, Lyon.
sparkling_eyes: (Depressed)

[personal profile] sparkling_eyes 2012-09-26 12:22 pm (UTC)(link)
But I can at least take away some of the pain for you. I shouldn't just be standing around out here while you're suffering, Prince... There has to be something I can do.

[She's ceased banging on the door now, at least. Now she's just kind of leaning her forehead up against it, feeling helpless.]
bloodypocket: (♭ | dopo.)

[personal profile] bloodypocket 2012-09-26 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
You intend to take on some of his illness, and leave us attempting to care for two people rather than one? [It was out of the question, but at least her behaviour has calmed down some.

And he is still not moving.]
sparkling_eyes: (Crying)

[personal profile] sparkling_eyes 2012-09-27 11:04 am (UTC)(link)
Am I supposed to just let you die? I'm your bodyguard, Prince...

[Her voice fills with more desperation by the second, just as her eyes are filling with tears. This whole situation is intensely frustrating for her - there should be nothing in the world she can't protect him from.]

You know I would gladly lay down my life to save yours.
bloodypocket: (♭ | camera.)

[personal profile] bloodypocket 2012-09-27 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
You intend to abandon him. [If there is a hint of bite to his tone, it would be because the idea of Lyon sacrificing herself for Frey does not sit well with him at all. It was one thing to be devoted to protect someone with your life, and another to so willingly proclaim actually doing so in a situation like this one.]
sparkling_eyes: (Determined)

[personal profile] sparkling_eyes 2012-09-27 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[Wrong thing to say to Lyon, Eyes. Her expression immediately hardens, eyes blazing with anger as she turns her head to glare back at him.]

What? How dare you say something like that! What do you know about--

[Well, it's probably for the best that her impending lecture about the definitions of the words loyalty and honor was cut off by the Prince. It's also conveniently stayed her hand from slapping Eyes across the face, which is what she was gearing up to do.]

Just... promise me you'll stay strong.

[This is too frustrating. Every threat that the Prince faced, she'd always been at his side, ready to fight and even kill in order to keep him safe. But this time, the enemy isn't one that she can defend him from. What she wouldn't give to have Dr. Silva or Murad around right now.]
bloodypocket: (♭ | capo.)

[personal profile] bloodypocket 2012-09-27 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[He knows a little more than he is willing to share with you about it, Lyon. There was no honor in unnecessarily leaving a friend to grieve for you.]

You know him to be strong already. [Now that Lyon had been calmed down sufficiently enough he lowers his tense stature, though not enough that he wouldn't be able to stop her in the event she changed her mind. His words are directed to Frey now, silently berating himself for not having noticed sooner.]

What do feel you need?