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!

[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!

[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?

[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!?

[windmill.livejournal.com]

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

Lucas? You alright? [he rushes over.]

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[Someone is shaking you, Lucas.]

Hey! What--hey!

[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?

[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.]

[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.]

[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?