Ken Hidaka (
hatesthefood) wrote2009-06-17 07:44 pm
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Umi, the muffins were really good. Think you could teach me how to make them?
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Aya, are you up for patrol tonight? My head is killing me.
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Aya, are you up for patrol tonight? My head is killing me.
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"I hope you don't mind... but in Ken's current state, I felt it would be easier to ask about his thought patterns lately by coming out here for a few minutes." Pulling a clipboard from the side pocket, he began to make notations of his patient's condition. "Has he been acting differently than normal? More suspicious, hostile.... delusional? Anything unusual that might mean this is something more
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"He's never like this. He's not mean or sarcastic, he's -- he's the happiest person I know."
action; you guys aren't the target of his temper : P
Tapping his pen lightly on the medical chart, Solomon ran through the list of symptoms currently running rampant in the City.
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"What Omi said is true. You don't need to ask me."
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It wasn't really a question.
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"I'm going to leave medicine for him to keep the fever from spiking again, and to ease any discomfort he has..." Digging through his bag, he made quick work to divvy out enough pills to last a couple days. "I think it would be a good idea for someone here to monitor him for the next 48 hours... take his temperature, cool his skin with the cloth if he feels warm, keep him warm if he's shivering... make sure he takes his medicine."
Holding out the medicine, he stared intently into Omi's eyes. "And above anything else... if he seems to be getting worse, or showing new symptoms... either come get me, or call me. Alright?"
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Omi looked young, but he could handle this and more. He took the medicine and got Ken another glass of water before heading back into the room.