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[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.))
. . . 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.))
I sure hope so, 'cause this is awesome!! I'll PM with the thread.
Date: 2010-05-26 03:44 am (UTC)This ability of yours...is incredible.
[He was certainly now going to reveal to the drone doctors what he had just witnessed and what just happened despite that it was Mayfield that took away their powers and it was slowly giving them back.]
I wasn't sure if he would care about an old thread, but thanks!
Date: 2010-05-26 03:49 am (UTC)Oh, i-it's not really. I think it must be extra powerful when it's first released, though . . . Ah, I'm sorry for taking up your time and space, Dr. Crane.
Not a problem.
Date: 2010-05-26 03:53 am (UTC)Well, you were no trouble at all. In fact, I learned something and I gained something even more so you were not a waste of time at all.
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Date: 2010-05-26 04:02 am (UTC)I-I guess. I should be getting to school. Um. And. I'm not too sure exactly what I just did, b-but the hospital might be short on work today. Sorry . . .
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Date: 2010-05-26 04:09 am (UTC)Well, if that is the case, I welcome it. I could use the time off and I am sure that you will need a ride to school, yes?
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Date: 2010-05-27 12:44 am (UTC)[Lucas has no idea where the hospital is in relation to the school, though.]
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Date: 2010-05-27 01:18 am (UTC)No, the school is much too far for you to walk alone. I shall take you there and I shall explain to the school what has happened. It will be no trouble at all since...well...I have free time to spare.
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Date: 2010-05-27 01:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-27 01:52 am (UTC)Well, that was my intention. I would never say to the school what you were treated for or how you were cured. It is none of their concern.
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Date: 2010-05-27 02:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-27 02:04 am (UTC)[And out of the hospital and toward the parking lot they go. Must be nice to live in a simpler time period with a simpler set of rules. He unlocked the car door in the doctor's parking lot. Since driving an automatic was far easier than a stick, he had no trouble staying on the road and avoiding poles.]