57th Box [Accidental Video; Second Reset]

[playwitchu]

*The communicator flares to life with the image of Sai dragging a blanket behind him with a sleepy expression on his face.*

Ai... Aiii~ I am hungry. Make me something to eat. I want som-

*He suddenly falls over backwards with a very loud scream, arching his body as the screaming continues. His body goes to start writhing on the floor and those hands reaches out to try and grab anything or anyone. He goes to start hitting his head against the floor as hard as he can as he screams and the feed cuts out.*


[ooc: Sai's second reset is a go! The same premise as the last one but in case you don't wish to dig it up here it is: There will be breaks between each memory wipe so he can respond to comments, just expect the screaming and shrieking to happen at any moment again. Comment-logs are good as well for those on the fifth floor of the Lamitir apartments and the fourth floor as well. Any questions can be directed to either my email or through AIM: naimelhen.]

Comments

[playwitchu]

*Half closes his eyes at the hair brush.*

But this is a part of my sickness.

[d-dreiberg.livejournal.com]

It's okay, just rest. [Dan strokes Sai's cheek to calm him.] It'll be all right. I'll stay as long as you need me.

[playwitchu]

*Shakes his head a little.*

They will come back.... Twice more before it's over.

[d-dreiberg.livejournal.com]

[Dan's expression is soft, sympathetic.]

I'm sorry. [He smiles at the boy.] Is there anything I can do, now that I'm here?

I totally want to watch the movie now because of you.

[playwitchu]

*Shakes his head.*

Its an incurable condition of mine.... There is nothing that could be done about it.

*Smiles up at him and shakes his head again.*

You came and are here... That's all I need.

I'd suggest reading the comic!

[d-dreiberg.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. [Dan murmurs, shifting to hold him better, more comfortably; the leather of his costume creaks as he does so.]

How old are you, Sai?

Okay!

[playwitchu]

It's okay.

*Makes himself limp to make it easier for shifting and holding.*

... I don't remember. I think teens but I don't know...

[d-dreiberg.livejournal.com]

You look about fourteen. [Dan pets the boy's hair, hoping that touch will soothe him through this difficulty, maybe stave off the next fit for awhile.]

[He remembered when he was fourteen - a lifetime ago, now; he'd been awkward, clumsy, obsessed with birds and mythology.] Go ahead and sleep, if you want to. I'll stay. [And he would.]

[playwitchu]

*Leans into the petting and nods his head, letting out a soft chuckle.*

Thank you.... Daniel-san...

*He goes to close his eyes and idly gets more comfortable against the man. It wasn't long until his body twitches again and those eyes flew open with a pain filled scream.*

[d-dreiberg.livejournal.com]

[Dan is vigilant, holding the boy around the shoulders until the fit passes or eases; the screaming rings in his ears.]

It's okay, Sai - shh -- [Does his best to calm the other; but he knows the moment he leaves, there will be more incidents. And he can't stay here forever.]

[playwitchu]

*Continues to scream even as he was held and the screaming and writhing fit doesn't last as long as the last one. Sai lets out a small gasp and just goes limp in his arms, panting for breath.*

Make it stop.... No more....

[d-dreiberg.livejournal.com]

[Daniel rubs Sai's back in slow circles.] I wish I knew how. [Earnestly, feeling a lump in his throat.]

What is this illness?

[playwitchu]

*Half closes his eyes at the back rub and just whimpers.*

I don't know.... This illness seems to only be unique to only me.

[d-dreiberg.livejournal.com]

Rest easy. [Dan's leaning against the wall now, legs straight out; Sai's across his lap, held with both arms. His ears are ringing a little from the screaming, but it's a small price to pay.]

I am sorry that you are suffering like this. It's cruel - once you are feeling better, we'll talk more and I will see what I can do. It's not my area of expertise, but someone in this city has to know something.

[playwitchu]

No.... Don't want to...

*He gets a little comfortable and looks up at Dan with both a sad and scared expression.*

It's all in my cells and brain... Those are the cause of it.

[d-dreiberg.livejournal.com]

[Dan smiles at him.] Well, leaps and bounds are being made in science all the time. [For the first time, he actually wishes for Adrian's presence. Surely the research into genetics the other had been doing would be useful here.] So don't lose hope, okay?