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glimmerous_fop) wrote2011-08-30 09:20 am
glimmerous_fop) wrote2011-08-30 09:20 am
accidental video - there is no appropriate icon for this situation o.O
[As the camera cuts on, the scene that plays out is a highly unusual one and more than a little uncharacteristic where Klavier is concerned.
What’s highly unusual about the situation is that Klavier is presently in an ICU unit with a large glass window separating the viewer from the events inside of the room and preventing them from fully understanding what is going on. Even if you could hear anything it would take a really adept ear to pick up on the frenzied muddle of conversation.
So what is Klavier doing in ICU? Well presently it’s uncertain why, but there’s a struggle going on between the doctors, nurses and everyone’s favorite ex-rocker/prosecutor who they are trying to pin to the bed. Unfortunately Klavier seems to be going out of his way to give his caretakers a hard time. One of the nurses, male, has the misfortune of putting his face in the path of the prosecutor’s fist resulting in what would probably be a nasty black-eye later. Several other nurses are thrown off or knocked out of the way during the struggle.
In between slugging it out with the hospital faculty he is further hampering them by ripping off his electrodes and pulling out his IV until he’s forcefully slammed down and his wrists and ankles are restrained. A nurse can be seen jabbing a needle into his arm which is obviously a sedative of some sort because it doesn’t take long for his body to go limp and the struggling to cease.
Not much can be seen afterward because blinds are closed, but there is a small queue of people ready to harass the doctor once he steps out into the hallway. This may illuminate the situation a little bit, but for the most part the following conversation is somewhat vague:]
So, what’s wrong with him?
We’re not really sure at this point; he has a laundry list of symptoms including light sensitivity, confusion, delirium, convulsions, headaches, tachycardia, and there could be others. It seems consistent with the other patients who were at The Alinea...we’re still trying to find the common source…
You know, there were some important diplomats from Europe there, I understand the Minister’s wife was also…
You think someone did this on purpose?
It could be. You think Prosecutor Gavin will be up to the task if this turns out to be a CI?
We don’t even know who the criminal is if there is one.
Or why those people got sick, for all we know the monkfish could have been bad.
I don’t think its monkfish…
Or if Prosecutor Gavin will even feel up to the task.
We’re getting a little ahead of ourselves, we have to find out what’s wrong with the patients first and then you can determine whether it was an accident or if there was some kind of criminal activity involved...
[The feed cuts off with the ongoing conspiracy and a doctor who is being completely dismissed.]
What’s highly unusual about the situation is that Klavier is presently in an ICU unit with a large glass window separating the viewer from the events inside of the room and preventing them from fully understanding what is going on. Even if you could hear anything it would take a really adept ear to pick up on the frenzied muddle of conversation.
So what is Klavier doing in ICU? Well presently it’s uncertain why, but there’s a struggle going on between the doctors, nurses and everyone’s favorite ex-rocker/prosecutor who they are trying to pin to the bed. Unfortunately Klavier seems to be going out of his way to give his caretakers a hard time. One of the nurses, male, has the misfortune of putting his face in the path of the prosecutor’s fist resulting in what would probably be a nasty black-eye later. Several other nurses are thrown off or knocked out of the way during the struggle.
In between slugging it out with the hospital faculty he is further hampering them by ripping off his electrodes and pulling out his IV until he’s forcefully slammed down and his wrists and ankles are restrained. A nurse can be seen jabbing a needle into his arm which is obviously a sedative of some sort because it doesn’t take long for his body to go limp and the struggling to cease.
Not much can be seen afterward because blinds are closed, but there is a small queue of people ready to harass the doctor once he steps out into the hallway. This may illuminate the situation a little bit, but for the most part the following conversation is somewhat vague:]
So, what’s wrong with him?
We’re not really sure at this point; he has a laundry list of symptoms including light sensitivity, confusion, delirium, convulsions, headaches, tachycardia, and there could be others. It seems consistent with the other patients who were at The Alinea...we’re still trying to find the common source…
You know, there were some important diplomats from Europe there, I understand the Minister’s wife was also…
You think someone did this on purpose?
It could be. You think Prosecutor Gavin will be up to the task if this turns out to be a CI?
We don’t even know who the criminal is if there is one.
Or why those people got sick, for all we know the monkfish could have been bad.
I don’t think its monkfish…
Or if Prosecutor Gavin will even feel up to the task.
We’re getting a little ahead of ourselves, we have to find out what’s wrong with the patients first and then you can determine whether it was an accident or if there was some kind of criminal activity involved...
[The feed cuts off with the ongoing conspiracy and a doctor who is being completely dismissed.]
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Fortunately, watching Greed through a dizzying haze is enough to distract the ex-rocker from noticing any kind of change taking place, or how a cube of ice could be crushed into tiny flakes. Looking at Greed's face, listening to his breathing, and the overwhelming desire to touch take precedence over anything else happening underneath him. He leans back in to try and capture Greed's mouth again when he feels the chilly granules against his skin.
It's difficult to express how refreshing it is against his flushed skin, but the sensation stops him short of kissing the Homunculus and instead his head drops back against the pillow, his eyes shuttering closed. He's still infuriated by the fact that he can't touch or do much of anything else in terms of participating, but the sensory experience is nothing short of satisfying.] Herr...feels good...
((ooc: I understand, I've been a little slow, but papers and presentations are keeping me on my toes.))
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Sitting back between his legs, far out of kissing range, narrowed violet eyes watch his fingers, his limbs, his entire body as both hands work him over. Waiting until he's sure the opposite hand is warm enough, he switches his grip on Klavier's cock, working the other hand down over his sac. Any uncertainty is easy to hide with the steady stroke of his hand, with the satisfied confidence set in place by the other man's reactions. It's all the same male anatomy; there's nothing to get too worked up about. Keeping that in mind, fingers prod at the unfamiliar space between his length and his entrance. It always made him react, at least. What better time to get revenge?]
((ooc: not a problem in the slightest. They put your nose to the grindstone from the start of the semester, it sounds like. ))