minato

[whitewalls]

I'LL PUT A MEME HERE LATER I'M AT WORK

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[compendiem]

Not really.

[ But he's sitting like this anyways, gesturing to his feet. ]

It's something about keeping your legs up above heart level, so the blood doesn't pool down there. If that happens, it might clot, and you'd have to cut my legs off.

[ He is 17 years old and worried about leg clots. ]

[whitewalls]

But don't people normally sleep with their legs at heart level?

[ she glances at his legs. ]

We probably won't have to cut them off.

[compendiem]

If they only sleep a couple hours, yeah, that's fine. But when you're in a hospital and are bedridden, not moving for so long gets dangerous.

[ Remember his profile, Naminé... this is going to be a 10 day nap. ]

[whitewalls]

Ah... well, I'll move your legs for you.

[ she nods after saying this, like that'll solve their problems. ]

[compendiem]

[ Oh. That's very useful. ]

Just like... every hour for the next 240 hours?

[whitewalls]

How long are you planning on sleeping?

[compendiem]

240 hours.

[whitewalls]

Is that safe?

[compendiem]

[ .......... ]

Yes. I've done it before.

[whitewalls]

... how did that go?

[compendiem]

I woke up in a hospital bed. Most well rested I've ever felt in my life.

[whitewalls]

[ .... ]

I think we're trying to avoid that.

[compendiem]

What? Should I not be well rested...?

[ Naminé ): ]

[whitewalls]

No. I mean, yes-- I mean that we shouldn't be thinking about hospital beds.

[compendiem]

Hospital beds are pretty comfy. Actually, I think there's some up here...

[ I think they're operating tables but I'm too lazy to open the locations page to check ]

[whitewalls]

Aren't the beds they already gave us comfortable?

[ minato please use your bed ]

[compendiem]

Yes, but they're all the way out there...

[ no ]

[whitewalls]

We're going to have to go outside eventually.

[ yes ]

[compendiem]

Not until I win the jackpot.

[ Or he gets murdered on Thursday. Whichever comes first. ]

[whitewalls]

What is... the jackpot?

[ she glances back up at the machines. ]

[compendiem]

Triple sevens. Maybe you'll get it before I do, and then we could both go outside.

[ Otherwise, she's bound here to move his legs and make sure he doesn't die... or something. ]

[whitewalls]

What do you win if you get it?

[ besides

their bet, that she has almost forgotten about ]

[compendiem]

I'm hoping it's a jeep.

[ It is not a jeep. ]

[whitewalls]

Would they even let you keep it...?

[ what are the rules here. ]

[compendiem]

I think so...? Who would confiscate it?

[ Darkness?? he will fight darkness for his jeep ]