(Because Crowley asked for threads, but I'm not at my best today ...)

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

Time: October 21, 2000
Place: Hospital Wing
Status: Public
Summary: Well, nobody told Loki he couldn't leave once he felt better.



He'd slept for several hours and was feeling much stronger now. Or at least Loki thought that he must feel a lot stronger after this much rest. It wasn't worthy of an Asgardian god to lie in bed and whine at people all the time. He should be up and about as long as he still could.

The little bit of weak feeling and sickness he still felt was probably just the pill they'd made him swallow before he'd gone to sleep.

He felt ashamed when he thought of the pathetic scene he'd made in front of John, Anathema and Gabriel. What a worthless weakling! They must be so disgusted by him.

Determined not to be a pathetic weakling any longer Loki rolled out of bed to return to his room. He was better now. He could rest some more in his own bed.

The world tilted like a ship and for a moment everything went black again, but he clung to the bed and slowly the black spots receded to the point where he could orient himself again. Okay, keep leaning on the wall to stay upright and one step, two steps ... Slowly Loki inched towards the door and out into the main room of the hospital wing.

Now, which way was out?

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[muddy-blues.livejournal.com]

Brian forced himself not to move and try to catch the man -- Loki, he thought, and ohbuggerfuck -- because when Loki actually focused on him, he looked wild, and Brian was reminded of what his mother had once told him about cornering injured animals. He looked pleadingly at the woman -- apparently a woman, anyway -- hoping for some sort of cue. He wanted to help, really.

[bipolar-uriel.livejournal.com]

Uriel might have been a bit surprised at the "apparently" part of Brian's thinking, especially since she was currently six months pregnant. She did not know what he was thinking, however, and was more concerned with Loki at the moment anyway. He was looking a bit wild.

"Calm down, Loki," she sighed. "It's no good for you to be up yet. You'll only end up hurting and exhausting yourself. Come on, let's get you back to your bed..." Hopefully she wouldn't have to try to get him back to his bed by force. Well, maybe the nice-looking young man would help her if it came to that.

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

"Am fine," Loki insisted clinging tightly to the bed. "Am leaving." He didn't move, though.

[bipolar-uriel.livejournal.com]

"You are obviously not fine," Uriel replied. "Don't be stupid, Loki."

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

"Am fine," he insisted poutily. To be honest he wasn't sure he could reach the door without help anymore. It looked so terribly far away, but he couldn't ask Uriel to help him, because of her condition and he didn't trust Brian.

[muddy-blues.livejournal.com]

Brian had come to essentially the same conclusion -- the young lady shouldn't be doing anything too strenuous (Brian didn't know much about babies, but he was pretty sure that wrestling with sick gods was not recommended after the sixth month). And Loki had made it quite clear that he did not trust Brian.

He tapped Uriel on the shoulder. "'Scuse me, miss," he said quietly. "Could I have a word?"

Terribly sorry for the lateness... >.< Stupid LJ and the not-working tracking.

[bipolar-uriel.livejournal.com]

Uriel turned to look at the young human. "Yes, of course," she replied. "Oh, and I'm terribly sorry for my brother. He gets rather difficult sometimes."

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

"Difficult?" Loki protested. "I'm not difficult at all. I'm just going to my room." It sounded rather weak and tired, though.

No worries, not like I've been terribly prompt or anything. *shame*

[muddy-blues.livejournal.com]

"I, er." Brian looked sideways at Loki, then said in an undertone to Uriel, "Listen, can I get anybody? I'm just . . . I dun't know how to help with him all nervous of me, dun't know why he is anyway, an' . . ." He trailed off. He was quite a bit out of his depth.