[Day: Saturday, March 22nd. Time: 7:00 p.m.] [Weather: Cool, slightly cloudy.] [You're in the hospital room! Remi is asleep but very restless, moving about as much as she can unders the circumstances and moaning every so often. It's kind of disturbing to hear, but Katie can't leave the room, so you've gotta put up with it.] [Mini Start] * Kyon comes down the hall, and waits outside the room for a few seconds to listen and see if there's anyone else in there. * Katie puts up with it admirably, since she's put Remi through the same thing during their mutual stay. She's currently sketching away with the presents she got from Taki and Satoshi. Upon hearing Kyon walk up (and how couldn't she?) her gaze darts up to the door. * Kyon waits a bit more, then, satisfied there isn't anyone else there, he comes into the room. He's got a small black and red leather bag, and is wearing a brown and dark blue shirt with black cargo pants. He rocks back on his heels in the doorway, and looks in at her. "Hey." * Katie stiffens. She stares him in the eye, her mouth opening, but no sound coming out. (Arcana: 1001 Ways to Traumatize Katie.) (It totally is.) * Kyon blinks a few times, but doesn't move his brown and red eyes from hers. ( Feh, she's not the one who got her hand chopped off :P ) ( Yell at her! Say lots of calming stuff to her. It's alright kids, both of you can traumitize Katie at the same time! ) * Katie looks at him a moment longer, then slumps. "Tell me you're the real one." ( Suddenly appearing in her room works too... ^_)); ) (We're going to find out at the end of this that not only is it !Kyon, it's also !Katie, this is all one elaborate attempt to torture Remi. :P) (That's entirely too much effort. You might be right!) * Kyon smirks at her. "I need to convince you? I'm the real one." (Next time everyone will be a duplicate, including Remi. Not really a point behind that one, they just made a scheduling error.) * Katie blinks, a couple tears trailing down her cheeks. "Yeah, sure." * Kyon takes a couple of more steps in, and cocks his head as he looks at her. "Need proof? My word not good enough?" * Katie nods and tries to keep from shrinking away. "Please?" She sounds more than a little desperate. * Kyon nods tersely, and spreads his hands out wide, but not towards her. "What do I do? What do you want?" ( You want proof? ::he opens up his chest to reveal he's a robot:: Is Sou-kun robot? I don't think so.) I- I don't know. He knew English. And he knew... things he shouldn't. And... (That'd be so cool.) (Katie'd jump out the window. Wait, she can't walk. Darn.) (She can speaddial the cavelry...unless he puts his field up >_>) * Kyon shakes his head quickly. "Has to be something. The fire?" * Katie snaps her head up. "The shield! Do the shield." * Kyon unshoulders his bag, lays it by the door, then closes the door. He steps to the middle of the room, thrusts his hands into his pockets, and looks down at her. "You sure?" * Katie keeps her eyes on him. "Do it. And don't come closer." * Kyon smirks. "I know. Wouldn't want to set your bed on fire." * Kyon steps back a bit more, then closes his eyes and blows out a breath. He brings his hands out before him, touching at the thumbs, and the flames spread out, writhing and wrapping around him until they form a shield around him. He opens his eyes. "There." * Katie sniffs a little, nods, and doesn't say anything. * Kyon looks down at her bemusedly. "What? Not good enough?" * Katie looks down at her hands, which are wringing the sheets, and speaks, quietly. "" * Kyon looks at her for a few moments, then stretches his back within the shield. "Good enough? Hard to move in here with this up." Yeah. * Kyon puts his hands back together, closes his eyes, and draws a breath in slowly. As he does, the flames start to contract, fading towards his hands, until they're gone. He blows out a quick breath, then opens his eyes. "Nothing?" * Katie shakes her head. She might be crying again; it's hard to tell. "I- I think you're the real one. You have to be. I want you to be." * Kyon hesitates, then reaches a hand out towards the bed, tentatively. "I am." * Katie looks up. Moist eyes, not quite crying. "" And then she switches to angry. "" * Kyon shakes his head bemusedly. "I do." He takes a couple of steps over towards his bag. "So. Sou-kun was here." He was! He was, and he pretended to be you, and he listened to everything, and- and- he could've... * Katie sobs, then swallows it. * Kyon picks his bag up, shoulders it, and looks over at her sidewise. "He didn't." Whatever he could've done, he didn't. But he could have! He should have! Like I should have died! * Katie looks about ready to say more, but ends up coughing instead and reaches for water. * Kyon closes the distance to the bed quickly, and stares down at her. "He didn't. And you shouldn't have. And you know it." * Katie swallows some water without looking up at Kyon, then throws the paper cup into a garbage can in a surprisingly violent motion. Her voice comes out hoarse, but still there. "I shouldn't have, but I should have. It's all luck, isn't it?" * Kyon shakes his head, and breaks his gaze off her. "No. Not going to say there's not some. But it's not all luck." * Kyon pulls the bag off his shoulder and rests it on the bed, putting both hands on it. "" ( It's ENLIGHTENMENT! ) (*smacks Brett with an entire set of philosopher plushies*) (Philosopher plushies? Where can you get those? I want some!) * Katie eyes Kyon's bag a bit warily, but to her credit doesn't flinch. "" * Kyon shakes his head bemusedly. "" (http://www.philosophersguild.com/) (It's the rest of us that need some >_>) * Katie sort of caves in on herself. "" * Kyon turns his gaze half from the bag onto her again. "" (I've got Gandhi!) (is it just me or does Gandhi bears a frightening resemblence to a certain Marx brother.) ( Heh ) * Katie hugs herself. "" * Kyon rocks back on his heels, then forwards again. "" * Katie snaps, "" And then she loses all traces of anger. "" * Kyon nods shortly. "" * Katie looks past Kyon. "" * Kyon shrugs disinterestedly. "" * Katie sobs and starts crying again. "" She giggles a little. "" She trails off. * Kyon looks down at her silently, then leans onto the bed, pressing his hand just next to hers. After a few more moments, he says, "" He looks off across the room. * Katie looks down at the hands. Her own twitches. "" * Kyon smirks. His hand stays where it is. "" * Katie turns her gaze up to Kyon. Fear flashes across her face, and she jerks her hand away ever so slightly before settling down again. "" she half-whispers. * Kyon shakes his head quickly. "" * Kyon snorts. "" * Katie looks past him again. "" * Kyon nods quickly. "" * Kyon rolls the shoulder of the arm not currently resting on the bed. "" * Katie shrinks away, and the fear is very ill-disguised now. Her gaze darts to Remi and back. "" * Kyon pulls back off the bed, and straightens. "" * Katie lets out a slight squeak at those words and looks up into Kyon's eyes again. She fixes her gaze there for a long moment. * Kyon flexes his hand on the bed into a fist, then back again down next to hers. "As... as someone you can count on." He smiles awkwardly down at her, breaking his line of sight from hers in the process. * Katie flashes her hand out and grabs Kyon's wrist in a painful grip; it's a good thing they cut her broken nails, because they dig into his skin. * Kyon looks down at his wrist dispassionately, then up at her, his face back to its normal cool. "None of the hard truths now, then?" * Katie glares at him. "" And then she deflates, losing the grip and the glare, just like that. "I just hope you're the right one. Your old friend's an ass, and if you're him, I'm sure you'd love to hear that." * Kyon smirks. "It was always one of his strong points." He moves his hands off the bed, and adjusts his armwarmers. "" A strong point? What's that make me? * Katie keeps her eyes on the armwarmers. * Kyon turns the smirk up into a crooked smile. "Nothing I'm not. In this way, anyway." * Katie shakes a finger at him. "I'm sick. That's no condition for a lot of thinking." * Kyon shakes his head bemusedly. "Then don't think about it. Just take it at face value." * Katie tilts her head. "Then what are you going to do?" * Kyon hesitates, then leans down and touches the top of her shoulders lightly. "Not think. Just give you what you say you wanted." * Katie flinches a little, then freezes and stares at him. * Kyon stays there a second, then draws back dubiously. "" * Katie stares at him, then half-whispers, "" * Kyon shrugs quickly, and smirks. "" He leans down again, and carefully slides his hands in underneath her shoulders, moving her up a bit as he leans down to her. * Katie doesn't resist, letting him hug her. * Kyon holds her almost tentatively, and only touches her lightly. He doesn't say anything. * Katie stays that way for a bit, then reaches up and grabs Kyon, hugging him tightly. * Kyon adjusts his grip a bit, and just stays there, letting her. "" * Katie whimpers, then bursts into tears, sobbing into his neck/shoulder. * Kyon looks rather uneasy about that, but Katie can't really see from where she is. "" * Katie sounds like she's trying to say something, but fails, and just gives up and clutches him. * Kyon awkwardly pats her back, as if he's trying not to break her. * Katie sobs and manages to make herself understood, if barely. "" * Kyon shakes his head slowly. "" * Katie nods into his shoulder. There goes his nice, fashionable shirt. * Kyon presses his shoulders up a bit, then relaxes back into his previous state of tension. "" * Katie sniffs. "" But she lets go, anyway. * Kyon leans back a bit, and smirks. "" * Katie looks up at him, then down again. "" * Kyon rests on the side of the bed, and pulls his bag next to him. "" * Katie nods, distantly. * Kyon smirks as he unzips the bag. "" * Katie watches the bag nervously. "" * Kyon looks up at her sidewise as he rummages in the bag. "" * Kyon looks down into the bag, and shrugs. "" * Katie nods. "" She relaxes, just a little, and just barely. "" * Kyon pulls something out of the bag and palms it as he looks back up again at her, sidewise. "" * Katie keeps her eyes on Kyon's hand, trying to figure out what it was he grabbed. "" * Kyon shrugs quickly, and watches her eyes. "" He smirks, hard. "" * Kyon looks at his hand, then brings it up between them, palm open. In it, there's a very slim, small cell phone, with a camera and a double screen. From the ornament hole hangs, on a bright orange string, a little figurine of a blackbird. * Katie blinks, then smiles as she takes the phone and looks it over. "" It looks like she means it, and she peers at the blackbird. "" * Kyon nods quickly. "" He gestures with his now-empty hand at the phone. "" * Katie sighs. "" She turns it on, though, and starts figuring out how to do that. * Katie wrinkles her forehead. "" * Kyon barks out a laugh. "" He holds a hand out for it. * Katie eyes him. "" She hands it back, though. * Kyon flips it open, and smirks. "" He turns on the bed so he's facing her, and just scrolls up one to the list of numbers. "" * Katie sticks her tongue out at him, then looks at the phone. "" * Kyon nods quickly. "" * Katie laughs a little. "" * Kyon shrugs tersely. "" * Katie sighs. "" * Kyon nods, and smirks. "" * Katie snerks. "" And then she looks at him. * Kyon rolls his shoulders, and looks back sidewise. "" * Katie stares at him for a moment. "" * Kyon smirks at her. "" * Kyon nods quickly. "" * Katie nods, and her gaze changes, becoming hard. "" * Kyon leans back, and zips up the bag. "" * Katie nods, softening. She looks down at the phone. * Kyon looks up from the bag to her with the phone. "" * Kyon smirks. "" * Katie winces. "" she protests weakly. * Kyon waves a hand at her dismissively. "" He shakes his head bemusedly. "" * Kyon thrusts his hands in the pockets of his pants. "" * Katie rolls her eyes. "" * Katie smiles. "" * Kyon pushes off the bed, and shoulders the bag again. "" * Katie freezes for a moment, then nods. "" * Kyon nods quickly. "She's up. Not solid, but up." He rolls his shoulders out. "Probably didn't remember to feed the cat, though." * Katie nods. I guess that's all anyone can ask. * Kyon nods quickly, and starts over towards the door. "Get some rest." * Katie sighs. "Yeah. Sure." She settles back against her pillows and watches him. "" * Kyon waves back over his shoulder as he leaves. "" * Katie watches him go, then looks down at the phone. She grips it hard for a moment, glances back up, and goes about figuring out how to use it. [It's over!]