wake up time

[cardinalsinned]

[ This is probably the second worst way to wake up, in a hospital bed with Juan there watching. ]

What... happened to me?

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[maleborgia]

How much do you remember when it wears off?

[foundjuanting]

It all depends, sometimes it is no more than the memory of a dream, and sometimes it is clear as the day itself.

[maleborgia]

And how do you know that day is not itself a more fully remembered dream?

[foundjuanting]

Sometimes that is difficult... but only when you indulge after having no rest for a while.

[maleborgia]

What else affects it?

[foundjuanting]

The type and purity of what you have chosen, how you choose its' means, what you have consumed before or after... like today. I should not have had wine, but I would not have our other brother know of this. It is easier for him to smell it on my form, but it lessens the effects, and I have been short of breath.

...And light-headed, that has not happened before.

[maleborgia]

I doubt that is the wine, Juan, that's the result of you mixing multiple things together.

[foundjuanting]

I did not think it would be so severe.

[maleborgia]

Now you know not to do it again. Do you need me to send for a doctor?

[foundjuanting]

[Shifting a bit uncomfortably]

If it grows worse, but if our brother would find out, than simply find a way to end the problem.

[maleborgia]

He doesn't even know I am back yet. *pause, thinking* I'll go meet with him. I have things to talk him about anyway and I'll likely surprise him if you've convinced him I've been missing. He won't notice if you are seeing a physician then.

[foundjuanting]

That is good... quite good even. We quarreled, so he will assume I have gone out to drink again.

[Give him a bit, and he's not going to be looking so good, yeah]

[maleborgia]

Would it be better for you to meet here or elsewhere? *this question is more to himself than to Juan* Elsewhere, but I don't know if I will be able to move you on my own to the hospital, although it is nearer now. The quickest way is right through the middle of the square, however, and I'm sure you would not care for that. *dialing*

[foundjuanting]

[Drowsing a bit]

Whatever you think best, brother. I care little about it now.

[maleborgia]

Then I hope you will not change your mind halfway through this. *standing up, walking to the other end of the room while he is on the phone*

[foundjuanting]

...why would I?

[maleborgia]

Because you are my younger brother, and oppositional in addition.

[foundjuanting]

But you are worried, more so than you show, so there is no malice in what you will do.

[maleborgia]

I just told you that you are my brother; of course there is no malice.

[foundjuanting]

I mean even after this. You will scowl and snap at me later in the hospital, and find new ways to keep me from this peace, but you rage because you have not yet found a way to control this.

[maleborgia]

I will yell at you because I wish to and because you frustrate me by forcing me to take such steps. *off the phone, pulling Juan up* Come, we are going outside.

[foundjuanting]

[Leaning on, it might be more like a hug really]

So you say brother, though I do not know how far my legs will take me.

[maleborgia]

Then we shall have to be expedient. It's a shame that Turnbull never installed an elevator in here.

[foundjuanting]

Truly it is.

[Down the stairs and towards the door and- oh. Yeah about there his legs give.]

Rest a moment, I need to catch my breath.

[maleborgia]

*letting him down--not that he has much choice in the matter--, checking the time on his phone*