[IC] Mistletoe (old/new)

[acloneforever]

[Spain/Turkey/Kondo/Banjou/Mori/Malik/Superboy]

Comments

[wasaredherring]

Hmm, you don't know? But you've surely been around war.

[maleborgia]

Tell me what you know.

[wasaredherring]

Why? I see no reason to, and you have enough of a brain to research it for youtself.

[maleborgia]

I want to catch him before he disappears somewhere and you clearly know enough to be of aid.

[wasaredherring]

And that doesn't affect me in the slightest.

[maleborgia]

I know it does not affect you. I am asking a favor.

[wasaredherring]

Incorrect, you are demanding a favor.

[maleborgia]

*asfjhajfffff* Please help me. I would greatly appreciate it.

[wasaredherring]

Since you asked so nicely...

As you know there was a war, and of those that came back they weren't always... as they used to be. It's not as many as television and movies say there are, but enough that as early as the first world war they had a name for it.

However I'm no doctor, and to diagnose someone would be irresponsible, unless you just want to know the signs.

[maleborgia]

What are the signs?

[wasaredherring]

It depends on what caused it. But it could be anything that reminds them of what they went through. When something fits that pattern they may panic, to say the least. They may also be unable to sleep from the nightmares, or be on guard, or even change how they view the relationships they had. Lashing out isn't uncommon, neither is depression, and some may simply be unable to focus on things they used to enjoy.

However some of that may fade with time.

[maleborgia]

*considering, considering*

I see. Thank you. I will be taking my break early to deal with this unforeseen situation, if that will be all right.

[wasaredherring]

I've already dealt with the mess you made, and there isn't much more to shelve anyway. Take the rest of the day off.

[maleborgia]

*already leaving, handwave over his shoulder*

[sharpasafawkes]

[BACK ROOM YOU ARE MY ONLY FRIEND]

[maleborgia]

*be composed, be composed... knocking on that door once he figures out which room is the right one*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Trying to be composed toooooo, after all it might be a patron]

Um, it's a bit occupied...

[maleborgia]

*coming in anyway*

Shaun? Are you all right? What on earth was that about?

[sharpasafawkes]

[Ffffffffffff]

That was... I can't blame it on camp, can I?

[maleborgia]

*taking a seat in there*

No. Is this still about what you were telling me in the hospital? I did not mean to put you on edge like that.

[sharpasafawkes]

[Annoyed noise is go]

Yeah, a bit, annoying as you can get though. Er... how's your nose?

[maleborgia]

Trust me, I have both had and dealt worse.

What are you doing about it?

[sharpasafawkes]

Well I try not to go around anywhere that makes it act up...

[maleborgia]

And yet you want to continue working with me. Forgive me if I fail to see the brilliance of this plan.

[sharpasafawkes]

I can't cut everything out that might bring it up, I've got to learn to get over it.