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snowblindrpg2017-02-10 05:16 pm
exequies) wrote in snowblindrpg2017-02-10 05:16 pm
[Log] An apple a day keeps the doctor away [closed]
Characters: Bucky Barnes, John Watson, Steve Rogers, and Undertaker (walk into a bar...)
Location: Building 131 (the hospital)
Date: Day 208, midday
Summary: Undertaker revives at the hospital after being dead for several days. He's found by both Bucky and John. Also I suck at summaries.
Warnings: Suicidal ideation and mentions of suicide.
131: The roof of a large, square hospital. At first, it seems like this is as far as you can go--but actually, there's a door on the rooftop. It's locked, but there's a card key reader attached. As for what spared it from having its parts stripped? It was frozen over with ice, though not any longer. The building can now be entered from the rooftop.
The hospital is eerie in its silence, and snow presses in against many of the windows, keeping much of it in sterile darkness. It still smells like a hospital; the antiseptic is fresh, and there isn't much dust. Someone must be cleaning it, and yet it's clear no one is here. The hospital is four stories high with one basement, all connected via the elevator lobby and staircase. Unfortunately, the wall of the elevator lobby has been torn open all the way down, exposing it to the bitter air outside. While you can explore and remain on most of the floors of the hospital at night, you cannot travel between them until it's daytime once more, as the lobby seals itself up at curfew.
The first floor has both more and less relaxed areas. There's an operating room down here, too, as well as another sort of laboratory, and a large section of this floor is taken up by labor delivery. The hospital has a generally oppressive atmosphere, but this area is marginally less so. Only marginally, though. The rooms in the delivery wing are larger than the rooms upstairs, with a more private atmosphere, but there are extra beds in here, and even VIP delivery isn't private on first blush. A closer inspection reveals the rooms only really seem fit for one of the beds. Others must have been added later for some reason. The lobby is very large here, with plenty of seating available for waiting. There's a door that works, also, opening to the south into a small, empty parking garage and finally revealing the rest of the ice tunnel area. During the day, at least. It's locked at night like everything else. There are finger-sized slits cut into many of the mattresses. One of the bathrooms on the first floor has signs of a fire having been set, with scorch marks. "ALPHONSE ELRIC, DAY ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY TWO, CONTACT @LELRIC FOR ANY ASSISTANCE" is written on the wall. "ALFIE SOLOMONS, 1922. Camden Town, London, England, UK, Europe, Earth. Day 165, February 24." is carved into the wall. Underneath the RECEPTION sign is the following, scrawled in black crayon:
"NⓍ NIMA
where is it?
73 74 69 6c 6c 20 73 65 61 72 63 68 20 69 6e 67"
Location: Building 131 (the hospital)
Date: Day 208, midday
Summary: Undertaker revives at the hospital after being dead for several days. He's found by both Bucky and John. Also I suck at summaries.
Warnings: Suicidal ideation and mentions of suicide.
131: The roof of a large, square hospital. At first, it seems like this is as far as you can go--but actually, there's a door on the rooftop. It's locked, but there's a card key reader attached. As for what spared it from having its parts stripped? It was frozen over with ice, though not any longer. The building can now be entered from the rooftop.
The hospital is eerie in its silence, and snow presses in against many of the windows, keeping much of it in sterile darkness. It still smells like a hospital; the antiseptic is fresh, and there isn't much dust. Someone must be cleaning it, and yet it's clear no one is here. The hospital is four stories high with one basement, all connected via the elevator lobby and staircase. Unfortunately, the wall of the elevator lobby has been torn open all the way down, exposing it to the bitter air outside. While you can explore and remain on most of the floors of the hospital at night, you cannot travel between them until it's daytime once more, as the lobby seals itself up at curfew.
The first floor has both more and less relaxed areas. There's an operating room down here, too, as well as another sort of laboratory, and a large section of this floor is taken up by labor delivery. The hospital has a generally oppressive atmosphere, but this area is marginally less so. Only marginally, though. The rooms in the delivery wing are larger than the rooms upstairs, with a more private atmosphere, but there are extra beds in here, and even VIP delivery isn't private on first blush. A closer inspection reveals the rooms only really seem fit for one of the beds. Others must have been added later for some reason. The lobby is very large here, with plenty of seating available for waiting. There's a door that works, also, opening to the south into a small, empty parking garage and finally revealing the rest of the ice tunnel area. During the day, at least. It's locked at night like everything else. There are finger-sized slits cut into many of the mattresses. One of the bathrooms on the first floor has signs of a fire having been set, with scorch marks. "ALPHONSE ELRIC, DAY ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY TWO, CONTACT @LELRIC FOR ANY ASSISTANCE" is written on the wall. "ALFIE SOLOMONS, 1922. Camden Town, London, England, UK, Europe, Earth. Day 165, February 24." is carved into the wall. Underneath the RECEPTION sign is the following, scrawled in black crayon:
"NⓍ NIMA
where is it?
73 74 69 6c 6c 20 73 65 61 72 63 68 20 69 6e 67"
cw: suicidal wishes
He remains standing where he is, planted as firmly as a tree.]
It's not simple, it's probably going to be the most difficult thing you've ever had to do. But if you did something that needs atoning for, then you lose the right to take the selfish course of action. That's the punishment, carrying on.
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That's still something unsaid. Not a soul knows, except him. Not a soul knows what a disloyal bastard he is. But this is atonement. Bucky's right. It's atonement for Mary and Sherlock and even Rosie. He's the man who cheated on her mother, who can't take care of her like he should.
John's managed to rein things in when he speaks again, his affect flattened.]
I understand. It needs to be him and me. I'd ask you to come help, otherwise. But this isn't something I can do with someone else.
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I have to head off before Steve gets to you, anyway.
[Unless John heads him off somewhere.]
I didn't know when I told him to find you, I just knew that you were someone I could trust to keep him safe.
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Atonement. He'll just have to do his best.]
He said he might be able to meet me here this afternoon. I'm not sure he'll make it, but he's coming from the north, Buck. You might run into him anyway.
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It doesn't stop his eyes darting to the doors as if checking the exits, as if ready to run.]
I didn't think he was that close.
[It's one thing to send Steve to the man for protection, it's another to potentially come face to face with Steve himself. He has to go, he has to get out of here.]
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Bucky, it's all right. You're not going to have time to get anywhere else tonight. If he does turn up here, you can sleep on a different floor.
[He doesn't think Bucky should, but he can.]
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[He bends suddenly to scoop his backpack up, eyes fixed on the main door to the south.]
Maybe I can make it if I run.
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Step aside.
[His eyes narrow.]
Steve was my last target, I can't risk it.
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[This also neatly sidesteps John's current emotional turmoil. Focusing on Bucky is easier.]
You aren't the Soldier. You don't have a target.
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[Because he sure as hell isn't. He doesn't know who he is, not really.]
You know what I see when I look at you? Blond hair. Blue eyes. Handler.
[Surely that means he's still some part Soldier, even if his mouth twists in distaste just from saying those words aloud. His hand curls into a fist, expression flattening.]
Step. Aside.
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[He doesn't budge.]
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I'm not going to put Steve at risk.
[No matter what friendship he might share with John, it'll always be Steve that's top of his priority list. And this Steve can't even fight back if Bucky goes for him. At least with Cap... at least they're evenly matched.]
I don't want to fight you, but I will go through you if you don't step aside now.
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Then I'm coming with you. If you miscalculate and we don't make it, at least we'll die together. I'll hope Sherlock manages to get his neck out of the noose himself.
[The look Mary gives him is one of mild disgust when John flicks his gaze over to her once more. He's disgusted with himself, honestly. He suffers from enough guilt and knows Bucky does, as well, not to want to add to it. It's also an empty threat. He'll fight Bucky if he needs to. John isn't going to let the man die, and Sherlock is still waiting.]
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I'm not going to risk your life either. But if I hurt Steve because you stopped me leaving, no friendship will save you.
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Friendship shouldn't save me. I'll deserve it. But I don't think that's going to happen. We've got a little time before lockdown. Are you good searching on your own? I'm heading up to the top levels. I'll work my way down.
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He just turns on his heel and stalks away towards the stairs leading up to the first level, he'll find a place to hide up there and hopefully avoid Steve.]