Does your head hurt? Come with me. I have something for it.
[ jude offers his arm down for nisaka to grab hold of. a wordless offer to help him walk; something tells him voicing it might just embarrass him, and he knows nisaka does not want to be embarrassed. ]
[ those eyes focus on the proffered arm, for perhaps longer than is necessary, but eventually he is slipping a hand onto it to help himself up, though he keeps his gaze firmly away now in a vain attempt to spare whatever dignity he has left. (hint: it's not much.)
his legs are wobbly, unsteady, but he manages to follow jude out of the bathroom well enough. ]
Your given power wouldn't happen to be getting rid of hangovers, would it?
Unfortunately, it's nothing quite that unique, but at the very least I'll do what I can.
[ jude wraps an arm around his shoulders until they make it to nisaka's bed, and he gently releases his hold on him so he can sit down. ]
Hang tight for a sec.
[ not like he's likely to go anywhere right about now, but... anyway. jude goes to grab some more water and some painkillers. a doctor should always have medicine on hand, right? ]
[ he leans forward to rest his elbows on his knees, and his head in his hands. mostly because staying vertical is much more difficult than he thought it would be, but it does make picking his head back up when jude returns that much more difficult.
[ he makes a soft sound as the bed is jostled lightly due to the added weight, but makes no real protest. he considers the pills in his hands before popping each one into his mouth, then taking a delicate sip of the water after each. ]
Once someone flings the words "magic" and "powers" at you, you kind of come to expect everything to be solved that way.
I... don't know. I wish I could say that's impossible; it's a total invasion of privacy, after all, but we still don't know how this world works, what the gears turning behind it are. Like I said, there's just too much risk involved.
[ he glances at nisaka. ]
Trust me, I don't like the idea any more than you do.
[ the small movement at the corner of his eye prompts him to look back, but once eye contact is actually made, he's glancing away once more. moves carefully to set the empty glass down on a nearby table. ]
Not like we can really do anything about it, I guess.
[ there is a heaviness in his tone. an acceptance that implies he's made similar ones many times before. ]
I still have some time before I need to go into work; I have some leeway. And considering it's only your second day here, I don't think anyone is expecting you to have a job already. Don't worry about it. Just focus on feeling better.
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[ jude offers his arm down for nisaka to grab hold of. a wordless offer to help him walk; something tells him voicing it might just embarrass him, and he knows nisaka does not want to be embarrassed. ]
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his legs are wobbly, unsteady, but he manages to follow jude out of the bathroom well enough. ]
Your given power wouldn't happen to be getting rid of hangovers, would it?
[ because man. if only. ]
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[ jude wraps an arm around his shoulders until they make it to nisaka's bed, and he gently releases his hold on him so he can sit down. ]
Hang tight for a sec.
[ not like he's likely to go anywhere right about now, but... anyway. jude goes to grab some more water and some painkillers. a doctor should always have medicine on hand, right? ]
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he blinks, mildly surprised by the pills. ]
...I guess nothing beats the old fashioned way.
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Were you expecting something different?
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Once someone flings the words "magic" and "powers" at you, you kind of come to expect everything to be solved that way.
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But under more ordinary circumstances, I do prefer to use healing artes.
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Do you think they would be able to tell when someone uses magic? Even in private?
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[ he glances at nisaka. ]
Trust me, I don't like the idea any more than you do.
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Not like we can really do anything about it, I guess.
[ there is a heaviness in his tone. an acceptance that implies he's made similar ones many times before. ]
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[ jude notices the shift in mood, but he's not quite sure what to do about it. maybe he should change the subject. ]
How did you get such a nasty hangover, anyway? How much did you drink?
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Someone was selling bottles of eggnog. I didn't realize they had alcohol in them until I drank nearly half.
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[ jude gapes at him. ]
No wonder you're so sick... Lesson learned, I guess?
[ his tone is sympathetic. really. ]
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not so loud... he's injured... ]
Yeah... Definitely never doing that again.
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Aren't we supposed to be working...?
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Where are you working...? [ since he isn't able to physically go out and get a job, he can at least start thinking about it... ]
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I'll start looking tonight, I guess. [ surely his hangover will be done with by then??? ]
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before too long, though. before jude gets too far away, he will hear a quiet: ]
Thanks, Jude.
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[ a light hum in response, and then he's heading to the kitchen to make himself breakfast.
later on, when nisaka wakes up, he'll see jude left some food out for him, too, with a little note that says eat something! ]
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