Sunset

[dolemeck]

Dolemeck had become more active at the mansion since he got there. He had begun swimming with the help of his powers and trusted friends, and had worked on his sewing when he had time to himself. There were so many possibilities at this mansion, many he never thought possible. It was like the world was now his oyster.

That said, Dolemeck decided to take the time to watch the sun set over the lake on the mansion grounds. His leg braces were off to the side, resting up against the boat house, while his feet dangled off the dock. He took in the sight of the sky starting to change from light blue, to a darker blue, and then a fiery mix of orange and pink.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see someone walking up to the dock he sat on. He turned his head and just smiled to the person, giving a small wave, before going back to looking up at the sky.

Comments

[fourshelled]

Of all the turtles, Aramis tended to be the loudest. He walked with a staff that jingled with every impact on the ground. He saw no need for stealth like the ninja. Nor were his footfalls as light as the monk's. Aramis's sandals made soft clonks with every step as he strolled down the dock.

He stopped beside the teen sitting on the edge of the dock staring at the sky.

"The sun sets and the traveler mourns." He leaned on his staff and looked out at the lake rather than at the sky.

[dolemeck]

"Some travelers may mourn, but others like to take in the beauty of the sky." He said, his voice cheerful as always. "What brings you out this way, Aramis? I mean, I am just curious..."

Especially since Dolemeck thought that the last time he spoke to Pete was a disaster, and ALL of them would be avoiding him.

[fourshelled]

"The caged bird yearns for the forest." He shook his staff slightly so the rings on it jingled. The turtle glanced at Dolemeck before returning to watching the sky by its reflection.

"Sitting on the dock of the cove?" That did not have the right musical ring to it. Aramis shrugged to himself.

[dolemeck]

"More like sitting at the edge of the world." He grinned before looking back up at the sky. "Aramis, you said Pete can hear what we talk about, aye?"

[fourshelled]

The turtle raised a brow ridge. Not that it was easily seen with the angle and the hat he always wore.

"Watch your words and your deeds, for your words shall be spoken and your deeds shall be copied." He moved closer to the edge of the dock. The turtle dipped the end of the staff in and swirled it around slightly.

[dolemeck]

"I just... Well, I wanted to apologize to him, Aramis." He gave off a sigh, letting his shoulders slump a little. "I asked him to be my friend, and well... he said I should try and be friends with someone else. I never got to tell Pete that I wanted to be his friend, because I think we are alike in a way. More so than the other students here."

He moved to the side a bit, so Aramis could stir the waters if he wanted to. Or take a seat if needed. Either or, the turtle had room.

"So, aye. I am sorry if I gave a bad first impression."

[fourshelled]

Aramis's eyes narrowed. He withdrew the staff, and the water continued to swirl. Though it started to take a larger loop from where the staff had been.

"A gentleman does not bear a grudge," he advised as he leaned on the staff once more. He pushed the current he had made around the surface of the lake to make more ripples.

Medical Lab

[dolemeck]

Some time had passed, and it was now into the early hours of the morning. Dolemeck's eyelids still felt heavy, so it was a small struggle just to open those green eyes of his. He honestly had no clue where he was at this point, and everything looked so bright.

With a groan, he started to try and focus his vision. It was then he realized he was in the medical lab.

"Oh bloody... Not here again." He groaned, trying to close his eyes once more. Maybe this was just a bad dream?

Re: Medical Lab

[talk_to_you]

"You do seem to be making a habit of this, Mr. Night," a voice, Doug's, came from the doorway.

Re: Medical Lab

[dolemeck]

"I do not mean to make a habit of visiting the infirmary. This is the last place in this entire Mansion I wish to be." His eyes remained closed as he remained still in bed. "I was doing well with my powers, then I suddenly lost feeling in me legs and panicked. I sunk in the water like a stone, then tried to correct myself... as I had done before."

Re: Medical Lab

[talk_to_you]

Doug crossed his arms. "Dolemeck... I understand where you're coming from," he began. "But you need to see our perspective. You've shown a pretty consistent pattern of poor decision skills."

Re: Medical Lab

[dolemeck]

Part of him wanted to shout that it was impossible for Doug to know where he was coming from. But he held back on his anger, and just buried it as he usually had done. Instead, Dolemeck just listened before responding, trying to sound as calm as he could.

"I thought I would be fine. I learned how to float on the water, to "swim", and to prevent myself frown drowning. I did not know that the feeling in my legs would just disappear like that or that the water would be so dark."

Re: Medical Lab

[talk_to_you]

"In the lake. At sunset. With one other person around. Who wasn't there when you started." Doug ticked the points off on his fingers.

He took a seat. "I get trying to prove yourself. Maybe more than just about anyone here. And I believe in trying to excel. But you have limits."

Visitors

[dolemeck]

Dolemeck was still not well enough to leave the infirmary. He had broken out into a fever soon after his rescue, and Dr. Reyes was monitoring him closely (as well as chewing him out for his foolishness). Despite being somewhat sick, he was allowed to have some visitors. Hopefully, it would raise his spirits and get him out of the infirmary faster.

Re: Visitors

[wild_child]

Rose still wasn't being particularly social. Mostly she'd sneak into the Mansion for food and showers and fresh clothes, before heading back out to sulk again. Her day of facing her father was definitely coming, once she'd worked up enough nerve to face what might be.

But when one of her friends was hurt? Okay, she could come inside for that.

"Yer an idjit, ya know that, English?"

Re: Visitors

[dolemeck]

"Aye, that is what everyone has told me since I been in the infirmary." He tried to smile for Rose. "I needed someone to tell me the truth and not sugar coat things for once. That I cannot do what everyone else can, and I have to accept it."

Re: Visitors

[wild_child]

"I coulda done that without ya goin' an' drownin' yerself, ya know," Rose told him.

Re: Visitors

[dolemeck]

He grinned a little, closing his eyes for a moment as he goes into a coughing fit. It takes a bit, but he calms down enough to speak, again.

"I was too busy trying to keep up with everyone here, Rose. I never asked anyone if they could slow down for me or accommodate me. I just pushed myself to the breaking point, because I wanted to be able to be included in things. It took me nearly drowning, and for an adult to be a parent to me before I realized it. Kind of sad, huh?"

Re: Visitors

[wild_child]

Rose shook her head. "Yer a teenager, English. We're suppose ta think we're invincible. Even when we're not."

A Thank You

[dolemeck]

Dolemeck woke back up a few hours later. Rose had left, and he used his hands to sit himself up in his infirmary bed. A hand went to his face, feeling a little dizzy from trying to sit up so fast. That was when one of his eyes spotted a turtle out of his eye. Was he really THAT out of it from the pain medication.

"Am I seeing things, or are you really here?"

Re: A Thank You

[fourshelled]

Porthos sat in a lotus position. Or as much of a lotus position as the chair he was on would let him. He noticed the only other occupant of the room stirring and slid his headphones off his head. He hit stop on his mp3 player.

"'Sup to whatever drugs they pumped into you, dude. I'm just chillaxin' in a quiet place. Here. There. Everywhere." Zen philosophy from the surfer.

Re: A Thank You

[dolemeck]

"My typical pain medication, the one I get two to three times a day." He groaned, laying back down in bed. "Porthos, I owe you all a debt of thanks. I would have drowned if it was not for Aramis, and well... you all tend to give me sage advice when I need it."

Re: A Thank You

[fourshelled]

The turtle raised a scaly brow ridge. He tugged the headphones down to hang off the large set of Buddhist prayer beads around his neck.

"No need for thanks, dude. I didn't do a thing but visit."

Re: A Thank You

[dolemeck]

"You helped me move into the mansion when I first got here... and Aramis would always play games with me and saved me life." He shook his head, deciding to not go into further detail. "Just... thank all of you for being my friend, Pete, too."

Re: A Thank You

[fourshelled]

"Well, you're welcome for my part. We should all try for the filth. But you overgunned the thanks. I'm just one turtle."

He set his palms on top of his feet and contemplated how to get himself off the chair easiest when the time came.