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thoughtformed2014-04-16 03:15 am
dontmindmepleasecontinue) wrote in thoughtformed2014-04-16 03:15 am
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[Semi-Closed Log]
Who: Koizumi, Lin, Sheska, and possibly others
What: Being abruptly released from the hospital, coming home to an empty apartment, and misguided attempts to find something to hold on to
Where: outside the hospital and at Koizumi's apartment
When: backdated to the night of April 14th
Warnings: depression, possible talk of suicide
Note: If you want your character to visit Koizumi after he gets out of the hospital, let me know
Koizumi stands outside, blinking and confused. He'd been visiting with Lin, mostly back to his senses after two weeks in the hospital. Lin had commented on his progress, saying that if he kept up this way he'd be out in no time - and the next thing he knew they were being ushered out of the hospital, the nurses swearing he's been cleared to leave and has been discharged.
He had thought he had at least another week before they were willing to let him go. Even if his physical injuries were healed enough - which they weren't, really, the doctors had wanted a couple more days at least - the psychologists had wanted to keep him another week, if not to the end of the month. Apparently they couldn't yet be sure he wouldn't go home and pick up a knife again.
The nurses were adamant, however, no matter how much Lin argued with them. Koizumi had stood there for a time, not seeming to pay attention to the argument happening around him - and then had simply wandered out the front doors.
The sun is bright in his face, and the wind is strong - it's been a while since he has felt either. After a moment, he hears Lin rushing out after him - finally realizing that he's no longer standing inside with her.
What: Being abruptly released from the hospital, coming home to an empty apartment, and misguided attempts to find something to hold on to
Where: outside the hospital and at Koizumi's apartment
When: backdated to the night of April 14th
Warnings: depression, possible talk of suicide
Note: If you want your character to visit Koizumi after he gets out of the hospital, let me know
Koizumi stands outside, blinking and confused. He'd been visiting with Lin, mostly back to his senses after two weeks in the hospital. Lin had commented on his progress, saying that if he kept up this way he'd be out in no time - and the next thing he knew they were being ushered out of the hospital, the nurses swearing he's been cleared to leave and has been discharged.
He had thought he had at least another week before they were willing to let him go. Even if his physical injuries were healed enough - which they weren't, really, the doctors had wanted a couple more days at least - the psychologists had wanted to keep him another week, if not to the end of the month. Apparently they couldn't yet be sure he wouldn't go home and pick up a knife again.
The nurses were adamant, however, no matter how much Lin argued with them. Koizumi had stood there for a time, not seeming to pay attention to the argument happening around him - and then had simply wandered out the front doors.
The sun is bright in his face, and the wind is strong - it's been a while since he has felt either. After a moment, he hears Lin rushing out after him - finally realizing that he's no longer standing inside with her.
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Lin falls mostly quiet, watching him interact with his surroundings and mostly interfering to keep him out of the street. The longer this goes, the more disturbed she becomes. His usual keen intuition and focus are completely absent, and while he's still observing, it's as though he's not really absorbing what he's seeing, exactly. They take a longer route than strictly necessary, not because he slows them down so much, but so that she can gather more information: how is his balance, is he interested in making physical contact with things, does he show a spark of real interest or is he just watching whatever comes in front of him.
She's made a point of trying to be open around him so long that it's started to become habit, and she doesn't really think to keep the concern off her face.
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At one point he looks around and sees her, then pauses and sees her concern. That's... he takes in a deep breath, turning forward and moving again, head down, suddenly more subdued.
...He doesn't like that expression on her. She's... worried about him? He's been hiding his depression and apathy as well as he can - apparently it wasn't enough. Or is there another reason she's concerned? It's impossible for him to tell - he had enough trouble reading the concern on her face.
It's strange to him - he knows, intellectually, that he used to be good at reading people. Now, he looks at their faces, and it's like he's trying to read a different language. It's all the more frustrating because he knows he should recognize it.