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Uchiha Sasuke ([personal profile] not_thedragon) wrote in [community profile] sunshineverse2015-05-12 12:23 pm
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[open] 05/10 - 05/13

Who: Sasuke and friends, the children's television show that no child should watch
When: 05/10 - 05/13
Where: A hospital room shared with Kakashi and all the adults expressing affection that surrounds him
Notes: Physically, he's pretty healed up. He's mostly under observation, and his charts are very basic due to classified information.

In some ways, quarantine had been relaxing. Most of the time had been spent feeling his bones knit together in the right ways, the delicate ligaments healed in stages and left to find their natural flexibility. They still felt fragile, though no longer as hesitant as they'd been holding the pen to write his brief report, and tired faster than normal. But that had been part of basic T&I training. Hand damage. He was lucky they hadn't taken any of the fingers off.

He was lucky they hadn't done any number of things. They'd wanted to convince him more than extract intel, he thought, and had tried to convey to the interrogator -- masked, voice coolly professional but familiar. It spoke to confidence in more than one way.

It was something he might have liked to chew over with more than the silence of the cell, or the simple scrolls left to him to entertain himself.

But he hadn't been trusted. Wouldn't be for a long time, perhaps; he'd seen as much in the tight drawn lines of the faces that passed through, assessing. Even after his two agents had materialized the day before his release, smiles brittle but voices firm, one with the terrible white twist of bandage still covering his eyes: Uchiha didn't act of his own volition. He hadn't, but he'd been susceptible to control.

That was the word that kept flickering through even in the relative comfort of the hospital. The medic-nin had tsked at him but rigged him with an IV for hydration, and it was maybe irrational to want to see the tamper-proof seal on the saline drip. Definitely irrational, but ... he'd been susceptible.

He closed his eyes briefly at the knock on the door, waiting to see if the footsteps wound around to his curtained half of the room, if he'd need to -- the most relaxing thing about quarantine, ultimately, was not needing to think about what his face did.

mokutonno: (so you say)

[personal profile] mokutonno 2015-05-14 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
The past weeks had been fraught with rescue efforts, and Yamato had made it back from Suna in time for the news that the latest attempt at least had be successful. He was a little ashamed to admit that he'd pulled all sorts of rank and security clearance to view the report as soon as it had been filed and pulled further strings to get where he was now.

Protocol meant that Obito had to keep away until his student was released from quarantine, but the same was not said for Yamato and though he was here on his own impetus and not by request, he would feel better later being able to ease the other mans worries at least a little; especially since the report had been more than harrowing to read through.

Nodding to the guard on duty, he pushed through to the cell beyond and offered Sasuke a nod in greeting; features carefully schooled in neutrality so as not to provoke anything beyond curiosity at his visit.

"It's good to see you. Sasuke."
mokutonno: (cutie)

[personal profile] mokutonno 2015-05-24 12:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"A social call, or as much of one as I could make it."

His mouth tugged into a half smile before smoothing again "I'm sure you've had more than enough official visits for the time being.."

His tone was wry, giving away what he knew in subtitles and settled into the comfort of parade rest. Yamato wasn't here for mission information, he had more than enough of that, no, this was for Sasuke's sake with as much leeway as he could personally swing.

"I know you have questions about the outside world and I've been given leave to answer what I can without breaching your quarantine," a warmer smile then "And there are several people who are very invested in your well being..they all send their well wishes."
mokutonno: (considers)

[personal profile] mokutonno 2015-06-03 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
He was expecting this and doesn't hesitate in his answer.

"Both have recovered enough to be discharged from the hospital and are on reduced duties until their rehabilitation is complete." There were more details but he didn't offer more than was necessary; another kindness maybe, but considering he was never in the habit of sugar coating mission details, it was the lesser of the two initial blows for now.
uchihasavior: (Default)

5/10

[personal profile] uchihasavior 2015-05-13 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
He went about finishing his duties as quickly as possible, without skirting them entirely. Right now, the priority was getting to see his little brother, and what state he was in. He wonders, if Sasuke knew, or has some idea, that it's Itachi who called his absence in.

The curtain gently slides open to reveal him, with a thin, worried, but hopeful smile. He's so glad to see you.
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[personal profile] uchihasavior 2015-05-13 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Sasuke." Comes the easy answer, expression taking on warmth. Seems he has a bit less to worry about.

Though, he cannot help a small fork of guilt. Had this been his doing, promoting Sasuke too early, letting him get in over his head...?

Hell try not to think about it, instead giving Sasuke a look over from head to toe, rather quickly.

"How are you feeling?"
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[personal profile] uchihasavior 2015-05-17 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, nothing much, just...waiting for you." Not too many enemy scouts, or any ambushes. He'd picked a nice, safe area, and it seems any enemy forces were dedicated on the other end, having picked up his brother.

Sasuke's state is a huge relief. They could've done much more to him.
disgruntledmountain: (Grim)

5/10 - Mission: Linens

[personal profile] disgruntledmountain 2015-05-14 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Fugaku was not good at consoling people. He didn't have a good bedside manner. He didn't like hospitals. He was also swamped in the fall out of having a child captured and interrogated. Sasuke hadn't come back maimed, all body parts intact, but physical was only one side of things. Physical was easy to fix, most of the time.

"Visiting hours are over. The patients need their rest," A young medic said uncertainly as she found Fugaku wandering around the floor. The irony was he'd almost found Sasuke's room by that point. She probably expected Fugaku to be belligerent or insistent that he be allowed to visit his child.

Fugaku shifted the bundle he'd been carrying instead. "I am aware of that. Would you mind giving this to Uchiha Sasuke? He's in room 573." She knew who he'd been here to see. The medic looked at the neatly wrapped blanket and pillow and then to Fugaku.

"Would you like to come back tomorrow and give them to tomorrow?" She asked hesitantly. Fugaku decided she must be younger or newer to this than he'd thought.

"That won't be necessary. Just see that he gets them when it won't interrupt his rest," Fugaku instructed. The medic took the soft bundle with a still confused look on her face. Fugaku couldn't think of anything else to say to impress the importance of the request on the girl.

"Good." Fugaku tried to convey in tone that he would certainly know if she hadn't done what he'd asked and that she would certainly be in a great deal of trouble if this thing didn't come to pass. This tone usually worked excellently with young Uchiha and rookie officers, so Fugaku left it at that.

"Have," Fugaku said, feeling there was some irony in the phrase. "A pleasant evening." The girl squeaked something in return. Fugaku gave the closed door one last look before nodding to the girl and turning to go.
disgruntledmountain: (Resigned)

[personal profile] disgruntledmountain 2015-05-19 11:27 am (UTC)(link)
Fugaku had begun to turn when he heard the door open. He came around as he heard Sasuke's voice. It was an odd relief to see Sasuke awake and standing on his feet. An oddly physical sensation deep in his gut too, compounding the general unease of being in the hospital. Fugaku hesitated, then marched back to the nurse. He gave her a little bow and took the stack of linens from her, before turning to Sasuke.

"From home. They're clean." It occurred to Fugaku then that Sasuke might not be well enough to carry bedding--either hand injuries or instability walking. Fugaku couldn't chastise Sasuke for being up when he should be resting. Fugaku has never been easy resting, even when he had an injury.
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[personal profile] disgruntledmountain 2015-05-21 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)

Fugaku had begun to turn when he heard the door open. He came around as he heard Sasuke's voice. It was an odd relief to see Sasuke awake and standing on his feet. An oddly physical sensation deep in his gut too, compounding the general unease of being in the hospital. Fugaku hesitated, then marched back. He didn't take the linens, in case Sasuke wasn't yet up to carrying things around. Instead of motioned to them.

"From home. They're clean." Fugaku frowned at Sasuke. All at once he thought of how tall Sasuke had gotten, but how small and young he still seemed. Sixteen had seemed much older when Fugaku had been sixteen, but these were different times. Perhaps not for much longer, but times had been different. This might not be the first time Fugaku had to hear one of his children had been captured.

"Don't make the medics job harder by wandering around when you shouldn't. Rest when you're supposed to," Fugaku chastised somberly. "You mother is waiting for you to come home."

thinhammer: (heh.. you got me)

early 05/11 probably

[personal profile] thinhammer 2015-05-14 01:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Naruto's stays in the realm of the medic-nin were always pretty short (due to him being a quick healer, or a very annoying visitor) but unlike many he didn't actually have much of an issue with the place. The general feeling of unease that hospitals tended to inspire didn't seem to permeate Naruto's exterior in the slightest, and he took to visiting patients like he would a typical house call.

That said, his level of loud enthusiasm never really sat well with the medics and nurses, and often saw him being thrown out in order to give patients peace and quiet enough to recover properly. Therefore, upon hearing about the state of his teammate after returning from a brief outing across the border, Naruto made a beeline for the hospital.

There were some serious benefits to having heightened sensory skills thanks to his sage training, and what good were benefits if he didn't make use of them? Sasuke's chakra stuck out like a sore, memorable thumb and Naruto quickly ran up the side of the building, only accidentally peeping into two incorrect windows before he found his target and ducked in through the window.

"What've you done now, eh?" Naruto demanded as he dumped a bag on the foot of Sasuke's bed and then folded his arms in a manner not entirely dissimilar from his mother's.
thinhammer: (the floor is not comfortable)

[personal profile] thinhammer 2015-05-21 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Sasuke had been gone longer than normal, and though Naruto hadn't been told much for whatever reason, he knew it was something different from his usual habits of avoidance. There was something... off about him, like he was trying to lock something from his frontal vision into his peripheral, something obvious and loud that kept climbing out of every box he tried to force it into...

Naruto wasn't sure, though, and poking at Sasuke straight from the off had never brought forward any successful results before, so he held back. See, he could learn his lesson. Sometimes. When it involved personal gain.

"Oiy! I've been doin' plenty, y'know!" He shifted the bag aside a little more and moved to mirror Sasuke's sitting position on the end of his bed, crossed legs and all. "I've been outta town too while you've been off explorin' or whatever."
thinhammer: (who r u callin a baka U BAKA)

[personal profile] thinhammer 2015-05-21 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Eeh?! Tourist? Who'd ya think you're callin' a tourist, huh?" Yeah, he sure was yelling almost at the top of his voice while sitting on a hospital bed that didn't belong to him, directing the brunt of his ire at a patient. It really wasn't surprising that he often got thrown out of this place. "I've been doin' my job! I go where Obito-sensei sends me!"

He folded his arms, let his expression go sullen, and actually managed to withhold his answer for a moment or two... before he caved, unable to resist the sharing of information.

"I'm here for at least the month. Next month, I dunno. Depends how the borders are lookin'... They've been real tough, you noticed that?"
thinhammer: (sasuke is a dick pass it on)

[personal profile] thinhammer 2015-05-24 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
It was purely down to Naruto's kind heart and considerate nature that he didn't jab his leg upwards and kick Sasuke in the chin for that.

"Yeah? You find somethin' out while you were off on your secret mission?" What? No, of course he wasn't still sore about not being told where Sasuke had been for the past month or whatever. It wasn't like team-mates should look out for team-mates or anything.

"So what's goin' on with the borders then, huh? Y'know how much trouble I had passin' back through the small villages to get home at the start of the month?? Way too much. It was a nightmare, I've never seen it that bad." He scooted closer along the bedsheets and hunched his shoulders, the bag he'd brought laying forgotten at his knee as he focused in on Sasuke. Really he should have known better than to expect any juicy details from Sasuke, but hey, he could hope. Maybe this time.
thebestuchiha: (Expressionless for a reason.)

5/10

[personal profile] thebestuchiha 2015-05-21 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
He'd been more or less hovering about until the isolation was over, wanting to look Sasuke over for himself. He was no medic, no, but Sasuke was one of those people dear to him, and he didn't like knowing that he couldn't be there to support him every time things went wrong. And this time was definitely a case of that.

Still, he didn't run at the boy when he came in, instead checking if he was awake at all before approaching.
thebestuchiha: (A beat of solemn)

[personal profile] thebestuchiha 2015-05-24 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Sensei for now." He moved over, planting himself beside him without so much as a by your leave. His tone was low and soft, careful, but not hesitant in the least. He clearly thought he would answer with honesty. "Are you okay?"

It was, admittedly, probably not a question that would probably get answered with anything but a 'no' but he wanted, no, needed to ask anyway.
Edited 2015-05-24 03:04 (UTC)
thebestuchiha: (Allow me to stare.)

[personal profile] thebestuchiha 2015-05-28 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
He noticed. Then again, he'd been watching for it, and the look he gave him was knowing. "Right. I believe you will be."

He reached over, slower this time, and rested a hand lightly on his shoulder. "And I believe you'll be careful until then, but I don't expect you to be a-okay with everything right this second, alright? I'm proud of you for being so strong."
thebestuchiha: (Allow me to stare.)

[personal profile] thebestuchiha 2015-06-06 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
"When you're cleared." He was quiet for a moment, voice dropping to a murmur. "I already have a task in mind for you that will give you a bit of time to rally from this, but we can discuss that later."

He squeezed his shoulder, then eased back, watching him thoughtfully. "For now, just rest and recover, the medics will release you soon. You can talk to me after that about work."
sensethis: (self-assured | bragging | tease)

5/13

[personal profile] sensethis 2015-05-27 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Technically speaking, Karin hadn't planned to see Duckbutt-chan at all the entirety of her visit. But you know what they say about plans and how they very rarely hold up to real life. And how could she deny herself the opportunity to gloat in his face when he'd been such an ass that time she broke her arm. Or when she got all overwhelmed in Suna in December.

Unlike her normal behavior of knocking, Karin actually just walks right in. Eyebrow raised and just the tiniest grin on her face as she slides the door closed behind her. "So what do we have here?" She nearly sing-sons as she takes a peak at his chart before sitting at the end of the bed.

"I thought medics were supposed to know better."
sensethis: (teasing | pleased | knowing)

[personal profile] sensethis 2015-06-02 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
Somehow the only real reaction to the insult is a raised eyebrow and a smirk. Not exactly the typical reaction when they trade barbs. She could almost pass for seasoned medic with the way her amusement shows in her eyes. "I think you can do better than that." And her words are pitched just this side of annoying, and that meant she owed Kakashi an apology when she was done annoying the moron in the bed.

The only downside to the visit was she didn't get any juicy bits of information to use later. Quite the pity, but she could settle for just being annoying by virtue of being there too. She much preferred that than clinging to his arm as if he could ward off a full migraine complete with light sensitivity, balance issues, and nausea. And she had to admit there was a certain amount of enjoyment to be had in the tables being turned. Especially given he had a terrible knack for finding her while she was vulnerable.

"If I remember correctly they don't employ non-medics in the medical tents during chunin exams here. So unless Konoha's standards have really dropped, you screwed up."
sensethis: (easy | peaceful | smile)

[personal profile] sensethis 2015-06-02 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
She twitches visibly. Tsunade's rules aren't exactly unknown. They're actually very well known in Uzushio given their status as allies of Konoha and Kushina having grown up and settled there. It was more none of the medics in Uzushio had felt a need to learn the exception. Or even attempt it. And the reminder that she'll be somewhat stuck before much longer makes her frown.

"I wouldn't really call your bedside manner skilled." She shoots back after recovering.

She studies her nails a moment in a effort to look like it doesn't matter what he just said; that she wasn't effected in the slightest. It's good though to see his fingers twitch, her mouth spreading into a grin. Clearly she's doing her job in annoying him then.

"You think so little of me, I'm hurt." Not.