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[inflictwounds]

Who: Hieke & You!
When: June
Where: The infirmary & around campus
What: The infirmary is open for business as usual, some people don’t take care of themselves, and life is out to get you.
Warnings: There shouldn’t be any, will mark if they come up.


the infirmary; june
[The flowers from spring are long gone, but the infirmary still has some seasonal decoration up… that are still flowers. Hieke only grows so many plants, okay? Anyone with a keen eye will recognize that these plants are native to the area - or native to anywhere on earth. They’re Outlands flowers, carefully chosen because they’re mostly harmless and have been enchanted to be completely harmless.

Asides from that, the infirmary is as it always is. Busy, and Hieke seems available no matter how odd the hours. If he’s not there, there’s a summoning sigil placed on his desk, free to be used.]

around campus; june 11th-15th
[It sets on slowly. A sniffle in the back of Hieke’s throat, more fatigue than usual. By the time the 11th rolls around, Hieke has given up trying to fight off the cold and has accepted his fate.

He also still shows up for work. Anyone who visits the infirmary or attends his classes will come across him bundled up in even more layers than usual, occasionally shivering as if it’s the middle of winter. It very much seems like he...should have stayed in his room.]

How can I help you?

[He sneezes, and a fine black smoke drifts from his lips and nose. He sniffs, grimacing, as he waves the smoke away.]

a letter; june 20th
[Whoever finds Hieke this day - which isn’t very hard, he’s always in the same place - will find Hieke with a piece of paper. The paper’s obviously been folded a few times, and Hieke doesn’t seem too pleased to have it.

But he can’t stop reading whatever’s written on the page.

He drags a hand through his hair, sighing and mumbling to himself.]

I can’t believe this…

[Uuuuugh.]

wildcard;
[Hieke will be around and available wherever you want him to be! Feel free to summon him to your shenanigans, or hit me up at daintily or on discord if you want to hash something out!]

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infirmary, mid-month

[suddenlybees]

[ ...Well. Kano stands in front of desk, waiting patiently for the smoke to dissipate so he doesn't accidentally breathe any of it in when he opens his mouth to speak. ]

Hi, Hieke~!!

[ His voice, ever loud and cheerful, does no favors for a sinus headache, but whether he thinks Hieke may be a bit harder of hearing underneath all those layers, or that Kano just needs something from him (Kano just needs something from him), today he is relentless, leaning his elbows on Hieke's desk and grinning his sunshine grin. ]

Is that the summer flu? It's really going around, huh?? What bad luck~! I was hoping to borrow you for an hour or so today to supervise something, but I dunno if you're up for it???

[inflictwounds]

[How can Kano have so much energy...

Hieke stares up at him blearily for a moment, weighing the pros and cons. On the one hand, Kano is someone they need to watch out for and he probably needs to be taken seriously. On the other hand, he feels awful and isn't sure he's up for whatever shenanigans Kano's planning.

He sighs, though it comes out as more of a cough, and squints.]

It's not that bad. I can probably look over whatever you're doing.

[Hhhhhh.]

[suddenlybees]

[ If he doesn't exude energy 100000% of the time he will die, or something. He looks immensely pleased at Hieke's dedication to his duties, waiting for him to get up and—- ah, he doesn't have to do that, right? ]

Okay, great!! All gotta do is sit tight, okay? Stay right here and don't move and I'll come summon you!!!

[ Presumably, following a summoning sigil takes less energy than walking? Kano doesn't know. ]

[inflictwounds]

[That's probably not true, but Hieke doesn't know enough to disprove it. He just gives Kano a Look, before raising his hand so he can cough into it.]

You don't have to-

[He still has legs, Kano!]

You can't be that far away, right?

[suddenlybees]

[ Hieke has legs, but for how much longer? ]

Not that far away, but if people see you and me together, won't they be suspicious? It's fine, it's fine, be right back~

[ He runs away before Hieke can get another word in—- it'll really only be 5-10 minutes before Hieke will feel the tug of his sigil.

The summoning is coming from within the greenhouse. ]

a letter

[youngjustice]

[It was his own fault, really. He shouldn't have tried messing with the end of his spear like that. But thanks to his own carelessness, he had a cut on his finger. Lucky for him it wasn't anything too serious but it did require one thing that heals all wounds.

A bandaid. Preferably one with a cool design. Like dogs! Maybe if he's lucky, it'll leave behind a cool scar that he can show off.

Ken is told to seek out the school's nurse so he does just that. He hasn't really met him before so he's a little bit wary but hopefully he isn't like the evil doctor in Issue #45 of Featherman Rangers: Lost in Time.

When he eventually does find Doctor Hieke, he...doesn't seem to be looking so good himself. The paper that he's holding seems to be causing him a lot of stress. Ken holds his hand close to his chest, careful not to press his bleeding finger anywhere near his clothes. That would be bad.]

Um. Hieke-san? [He tilts his head to the side, curious.] What''s wrong? You look like you got some kind of bad news. It's nothing too serious, is it?

the infirmary; june

[unpocoloco]

[He'd just been passing by, in truth, when the flowers had caught his eye. He recognizes them, most of them, but they're nothing like the ones from him. He steps inside, avoiding the desk and everything else in favor of the plants. He lifts up leaves, breathes in the scent, then turns, when he hears that pop of Hieke returning (he's not sure how he missed those entries before.]

Hola, Señor. Sorry, I didn't need anything, I was just coming in to look at these. I forgot about these things.

[inflictwounds]

[His legs aren't gonna fall off because he's sick, Kano! That's not how it works!]

I don't-

[And then Kano's gone, so what's the point? He sighs, sounding a bit like a squeaky toy, and waits for the telltale tug of summoning.

He looks around the greenhouse, blinking a bit. He sneezes, more of that black smoke drifting from him, as he turns to Kano.]

...what do you need my help with?

[inflictwounds]

[Hieke starts at the sound of a voice, before his cheeks go ruddy. He's embarrassed he was caught so off guard, and he places the letter down on his desk as he looks up at Ken.]

Ah, it's...Nothing that bad. [For the most part. If Ken tries to look at the letter, he'll see the writing on it is unlike anything he's ever seen before. The characters are strange - definitely daemonic - but the letter itself is short.] Just a message from home.

[He looks over the boy, trying to assess what he's here for without necessarily scanning the boy's health. It's a necessary step, but some people seem to think that's unnecessary?]

How can I help you?

[inflictwounds]

[Hieke's surprised to see Héctor there, but he doesn't say anything about it. He just nods, a small smile on his face.]

They've just bloomed. I figured I should bring them over here while they look their nicest.

[unpocoloco]

They're nice. [He says so honestly.] I mean, I remember them being so but I never really took the time to appreciate them on that side. Wish I could bring these sorts of things home now.

15th-ish

[wassup_persona]

[ He's very reluctantly making his way here, only because he's thinking maybe something that helps with inflammation sounds like a good idea... but... ]

Uh...

[ And, just like that, he's frowning hard. ]

Dude... You look terrible.

[inflictwounds]

[Hieke tilts his head.] You're welcome to take one with you, if you want. They should stay healthy for quite some time.

[inflictwounds]

It's fine. [He says, not looking fine at all.]

It's not liable to infect you unless you have daemonic ancestry.

[See? He's not completely thoughtless! It's a disease that won't impact most of the students he sees, so it's fine that he's not taking care of himself.]

[unpocoloco]

[He laughs softly, a little rueful.] I wouldn't be able to get it home. I've got a lot of problems getting on planes as it is. It would probably just wither and die in my dorm. I have trouble remembering [He tries to find the phrasing.] basic life necessities. But thank you.

[inflictwounds]

[Hieke gives Héctor a considering look.]

You know, they can be enchanted to stay alive no matter how dreadful your care is.

[youngjustice]

[Well, that's strange. A message from home usually gets a happier response. Not the response of a groan that sounds like a dying whale. Ken holds out his bleeding finger for Hieke to see.]

Oh. I just needed a bandaid is all.

[He sheepishly holds his injured hand close to his chest.]

But you don't have to take care of it now if you don't want to. I don't want to intrude--

june 20th

[spelleton]

Something on your mind?

[ He looks over from his desk. He's hardly going to pry, but that didn't sound very positive. ]

You sounded worse than you were when you were sick.

[unpocoloco]

[He blinks at the plant. They can just... enchant...]

Ay, dios, I'm never going to remember magic's an option. You wouldn't happen to know... uh... how, would you?

[suddenlybees]

[ Does Kano look like he knows anything about daemons? that he doesn't summon himself?? no, not even the ones he summons himself.

He's crouched over something, using his jacket to wave the smoke away when Hieke finally arrives, and keeps himself hunched over whatever it is until he's sure Hieke is there and at attention. ]

Supervising, it's supervising~ I just need you to stand there and be backup! It's this, look~

[ He stands up, and lifts what he'd been covering: four petri dishes, two covered with fuzzy green growth and the other two completely clear. This is what he's been incubating in the greenhouse. ]

Michael's been teaching me! He learned that from you, right?

[inflictwounds]

[It's complicated. Everything's complicated. Don't grow up, Ken. Stay young forever.]

A bandaid?

[He has those. He has plenty of those. A lot of humans tend to think magical healing is a step too far for minor injuries, which doesn't make sense to Hieke, but it means they've got plenty of options when it comes to bandaids.

He pushes himself to his feet, walking over to the cabinets lining the wall.]

Do you have a preference for design?

[He's completely ignoring the comment on intruding in favor of rifling through the bandaids.]

[inflictwounds]

[Uuuuugh.

Hieke wants to lay his face on the desk and groan, but he doesn't.]

My brother sent me a letter.

[Which wouldn't be so bad! Hieke's brother is a perfectly respectable daemon!]

He wants me to do a favor for him.

[inflictwounds]

I would. [He laughs, crossing his arms over his chest.] I enchant all the flowers I bring in here anyways.

[inflictwounds]

[That's probably Kano's biggest problem. Do more research!]

Backup...

[That's ominous. He blinks at the petri dishes, sniffling, before looking up at Kano.

There's a pause. A very, very long pause. Michael learned it from him? And he taught Kano?

That doesn't really give him many clues, unfortunately, or maybe he's too addled from his sickness to be able to piece things together.]

He might've. What are you planning on doing with it?

[suddenlybees]

Hm? It wasn't you, then? The—

[ Kano stacks the plates and transfers them all over to one hand, holding his other hand in the air in front of his face. It's faint and slow at first, but black miasma starts to dance around the palm of his hand, swirling in between his fingers. It's a little different from when Michael does it, smoother instead of the more pixelated blackness the daemon has, but the aura around the magic is the same: death. ]

—thing, to heal wounds?