Tenth PSI

[a_gentle_boy]

[open call]
 . . . Hello?  Um.  Is this . . . Is this the right number?  This is Mayfield Elementary . . . ?

I'd, um.  I'd like to call in sick.  Lucas . . . Last name?  Ushiromiya.  . . . . . . . .  There isn't any -- A-Ah.  Lucas . . . Lucas Fawlin . . . Grade 7.  No, I just haven't been feeling well . . . Ah.  Mostly fever . . . . . . . . A hundred and um.  Three or four.  U-Up my . . . No.  No.  My mouth . . . A few days.  No.  I haven't seen the nurse . . . Um.  Not yet . . .  My parents . . . ?  They're not home.  And I . . . I don't want to bother them . . . I don't know.  I . . . I really don't think I can.  I don't . . . But I -- I know, but.  It's just . . .  I'm really not . . .

. . .

O-OK.  OK.  I'll try . . . I'm sorry for the trouble . . .

[Ten minutes after this call is made, an unsteady figure walks out the steps of 846 Goldberg, his face flushed and his eyes glossy.  Twenty minutes after that, the boy slowly begins to kneel to the sidewalk somewhere on the route to school, but fails to make it all the way before collapsing forward.  He does not get back up.]

((Feel free to make responses to the phone call or anytime that Lucas is spotted on the street, either after he faints or before.
EDIT: For continuity's sake, I'm going to refer to Margot as finding Lucas first if I make any reference to this simply because she had the first thread.  I wasn't expecting so many replies; thanks everyone!  He'll still remember everyone's kindness to him, though.))

Comments

[followyouthere.livejournal.com]

[Margot is on her way to school when she finds the fallen Lucas. She's crouching down by him immediately after throwing down her bag, turning him on his side.]

Lucas! Holy shit, LUCAS!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas murmurs some unintelligible words and stirs a bit, but otherwise does not respond. His whole body is hot to the touch.]

[followyouthere.livejournal.com]

Lucas!

[This is like when Nadia gets badly ill and it makes her stomach churn.]

Alright, Lucas. You're going to be okay, we're going to get you inside somewhere, okay?

[crawlininmytome.livejournal.com]

[THIS IS A BEAUTIFUL IMAGE TO WAKE UP TO-- running over to his side and turns him over]

... Lucas? H-Hey, speak to me!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Ange has her request granted, but Lucas does not seem to be responding to her.]

. . . . . . . no. no. definitely . . . . . take the knife . . . . . . . . . you did . . . to her. not coming . . . . . . . . . everyone . . . for me everyone waiting for . . . . . . .

mom

[crawlininmytome.livejournal.com]

[will be carrying him to inside the house]

... Aaah. He's really burning up. I don't know if he's dreaming or having a flashback, but I have to take care of him somehow.

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

[Blah blah school is boring blah. Raz is going anyway because he has to, but he stops when he sees another kid stumbling down the street, looking like he's about to toss his cookies.]

H-hey, are you okay?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas looks up at Raz and attempts a weak smile.]

I'll . . . I'll be OK. Going for a checkup . . .

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

Huh? You should be lying down and resting, not walking around like this! There's gotta be some people who're doctors here, they could come to your house! You know, people who aren't the creepy drones, that is.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[Flying Captain! This time without fear of death.

Would see a familiar boy collapsed on the sidewalk and land a few feet away. Stumbling at first, then steadying himself he'd rush over.]

Hey! Kid? You okay!?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Alas, Lucas is unable to see his favorite superhero in action. The boy does not respond at all to the Captain. Symptoms: hot skin, glassy, dilated pupils, sweat. It's probably easy to determine that he's got a high fever.]

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[He wasn't sure what was wrong with the kid, but he needed help. The Captain was recently told who he can go to for medical help.

Scooping up and cradeling Lucas, The Captain would fly. Protecting the kid from bugs, branches, birds and whatever else got in his way as he shot towards the hospital. Landing outside and rushing with Lucas through the doors.]

Dr. Crane! Someone get Dr. Crane fast!

((Mind if I poke him to thread jack?))

[windmill.livejournal.com]

[after he faints? perhaps he's awake again? regardless, Netherlands is there.]

Lucas? You alright? [he rushes over.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . Fine. I'm fine. D-Don't worry about me . . . I. I'm not hurt at all.

[windmill.livejournal.com]

You look really sick.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[Someone is shaking you, Lucas.]

Hey! What--hey!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Ungh. Who . . . What happened?

[wolf-wolves.livejournal.com]

[Presumedly at some point Lucas ends up back home, at which point Free notices something is wrong.]

Hey kid, you alright?

Let's say this happens after Ange's thread!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . . . . Not really. But . . . It's just a PSI fever.

[no-mountains.livejournal.com]

[Crouching down next to Lucas one of the times that he fainted, and wondering what he should do now. The usual "get Norway" doesn't really work here.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

((Aha, Lucas has apparently fainted seven or eight different times. I wasn't expecting so many responses!))

[Perhaps it would be good just to stay by him. He appears to be sleeping quietly, and the flush on his cheeks is the only indication that anything is really wrong. From time to time, he murmurs some words -- If Denmark listens closely, he'll catch the names 'Kumatora', 'Duster', and 'Claus' a lot.]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Well that's a worrying phone call. Crowe will be calling back.]

Lucas? You sound terrible! With a fever like that, you should get to a doctor straight away. L-look, stay there and I'll be right over, I can take you. [And he will too. He'll be over in a flash after hanging up, knocking on the door.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas doesn't even manage to get in a response before Crowe has hung up. He stares blankly at the phone for a few more moments before shuffling towards the dresser and beginning to change. It takes him a full five minutes after Crowe has knocked to make it down the stairs. He is still in his pajamas.]

. . . . . . Hi.

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

(Feel like I'm arriving so late to the party)

[Fran stops on her way to school as she sees the boy collapsing and rushes over and begins to check him for lifesigns]

Are you okay? Can you hear me? How many fingers am I holding up?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[No problem! In this alternate reality where Fran finds him after faint number 158, Lucas is actually conscious and lucid.]

No. Yes. None.