[ If he's still reaching into Tim's head, he'll feel the switch immediately. Fear slams into him like a bulldozer, seeping into every bone, infecting every organ. His heart drops right out of his chest, in freefall, while his brain works up every nightmare scenario at once and cycles through them rapid-fire, like a fucked up slide projector. Teeth in Hawk's neck, him being dragged across the ground, eaten alive, disemboweled and disfigured. He swallows down the bile in the back of his throat. ]
I... [ Choked, like his lungs have shriveled up. He clears his throat, has to will himself to breathe again. To not look out at the sand and wonder which of the smears of blood belongs to Hawk. ] Yeah, okay. I'm on my way. What happened?
He's fine now - just resting. Needs someone to look after him. Just got a bad scratch in his side, a few bumps and bruises.
[ he can feel the panic, the fear, and see the images flashing across tim's mind. he sighs softly in the phone. he won't go into any details of how, exactly, he found hawk. probably better that way, considering the way he can still feel the scrape of stone healing at his own back. ]
We got him bandaged up, got some meds in him. I got my own to check on, but I wasn't going to leave his side until you got here. Figured you'd want to know.
[ Demanding. There's muffled noise on the other end of the line as he gets up, the woman assuring him that she can handle herself from here. Hawk's not on death's door, it sounds like, which is good, but it only marginally turns down the worry. How did this happen to Hawk, who turns and runs at the first sign of danger, and not him, who's been weaving in and out of it for the last hour? ]
Okay, I'm inside again. The hospital is... [ East side, west side? Things move around so much, he can't remember. His head is nothing but static, blood, and Hawk. ] Yellow room, yellow room.
[ Muttering, not necessarily to Louis, but to summon back some focus. ]
Not too deep - he'll feel it a little while. No stitches, just some bandages for a while and keeping it clean, I think. He's uncomfortable - a little pain.
[ a beat, then - ]
Tim. Stop for a second. [ louis' voice serious, firm. ] If you come in here all up in arms like that you'll get everyone else in this place fired up. He's resting right now - better you pull yourself together so he doesn't wake up when you come barreling through those doors. You hear me?
[ he sighs a little, shifting the phone, eyes glancing back down to hawk. ]
I wouldn't lie to you. He's going to be fine. Think the wolf bite's got something else going on with it so he'll be here a few days but they think it will pass. Like a fever.
[ Obedience comes easy. It's the Catholic in him. The demand that he stops does indeed get him to stop, listen to Louis, take a breath. Not too deep. Resting. He's going to be fine. Okay. Like a fever, he can deal with it if it's like a theater. ]
You're right. I'm sorry. I know, getting frantic isn't going to help anyone. I just-- [ Am completely in love with him, and completely horrified with himself, for getting so distracted by every handsome man that looks his way that he wasn't there when the one that really matters needed his help. ] I'm calm. I'm almost there.
[ He's not calm, but he's halfway decent at looking like he is. ]
No need for apologies. I've been there. I know what it feels like.
[ and he knows the panic won't truly dissolve - how could it? moments like this, when you're told your loved one is unwell? it's difficult not to get upset. so louis can be empathetic at least, and he listens to tim take a deep breath. ]
Good. That's what I was hoping to hear. Don't gotta feel it, just gotta look it. I'll be here when you get here. Keep breathing. Call me if you get caught up, yeah?
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Date: 2024-07-08 08:38 pm (UTC)[ If he's still reaching into Tim's head, he'll feel the switch immediately. Fear slams into him like a bulldozer, seeping into every bone, infecting every organ. His heart drops right out of his chest, in freefall, while his brain works up every nightmare scenario at once and cycles through them rapid-fire, like a fucked up slide projector. Teeth in Hawk's neck, him being dragged across the ground, eaten alive, disemboweled and disfigured. He swallows down the bile in the back of his throat. ]
I... [ Choked, like his lungs have shriveled up. He clears his throat, has to will himself to breathe again. To not look out at the sand and wonder which of the smears of blood belongs to Hawk. ] Yeah, okay. I'm on my way. What happened?
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Date: 2024-07-08 08:43 pm (UTC)[ he can feel the panic, the fear, and see the images flashing across tim's mind. he sighs softly in the phone. he won't go into any details of how, exactly, he found hawk. probably better that way, considering the way he can still feel the scrape of stone healing at his own back. ]
We got him bandaged up, got some meds in him. I got my own to check on, but I wasn't going to leave his side until you got here. Figured you'd want to know.
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Date: 2024-07-08 09:01 pm (UTC)[ Demanding. There's muffled noise on the other end of the line as he gets up, the woman assuring him that she can handle herself from here. Hawk's not on death's door, it sounds like, which is good, but it only marginally turns down the worry. How did this happen to Hawk, who turns and runs at the first sign of danger, and not him, who's been weaving in and out of it for the last hour? ]
Okay, I'm inside again. The hospital is... [ East side, west side? Things move around so much, he can't remember. His head is nothing but static, blood, and Hawk. ] Yellow room, yellow room.
[ Muttering, not necessarily to Louis, but to summon back some focus. ]
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Date: 2024-07-08 09:30 pm (UTC)[ a beat, then - ]
Tim. Stop for a second. [ louis' voice serious, firm. ] If you come in here all up in arms like that you'll get everyone else in this place fired up. He's resting right now - better you pull yourself together so he doesn't wake up when you come barreling through those doors. You hear me?
[ he sighs a little, shifting the phone, eyes glancing back down to hawk. ]
I wouldn't lie to you. He's going to be fine. Think the wolf bite's got something else going on with it so he'll be here a few days but they think it will pass. Like a fever.
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Date: 2024-07-08 10:05 pm (UTC)You're right. I'm sorry. I know, getting frantic isn't going to help anyone. I just-- [ Am completely in love with him, and completely horrified with himself, for getting so distracted by every handsome man that looks his way that he wasn't there when the one that really matters needed his help. ] I'm calm. I'm almost there.
[ He's not calm, but he's halfway decent at looking like he is. ]
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Date: 2024-07-09 12:54 am (UTC)[ and he knows the panic won't truly dissolve - how could it? moments like this, when you're told your loved one is unwell? it's difficult not to get upset. so louis can be empathetic at least, and he listens to tim take a deep breath. ]
Good. That's what I was hoping to hear. Don't gotta feel it, just gotta look it. I'll be here when you get here. Keep breathing. Call me if you get caught up, yeah?
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Date: 2024-07-09 01:36 am (UTC)Right. Thank you, Louis, for all your help.