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[knightofratatosk]

[It may be a rainy day today, but the rain hasn't stopped Emil from going outside anyway. In fact, he doesn't seem like he even notices it as he sits on a large rock near the bridge by the clinic, knees drawn up to his chest, just sort of staring at the water. He's motionless except for when he occasionally reaches down to pick up a stone from the riverbank and throw it in, so it's easy to miss him sitting there.

Horatio, Luke, Faize, and now Frederic... and that's just the people whose disappearances he learned of during the past month. At this rate it's hard for him to keep from feeling that the Malnosso are somehow punishing him by taking his friends away-- why else would they take people who had promised to be there for him? And on top of that, people have been killed and injured, too...

Right now more than ever, Emil just wants to go home to Richter, Marta and Tenebrae, even if he doesn't know what waits for him there. Surely it's better than this.]

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ McCoy should invest in finding an umbrella in the stores one of these days, but for now the doctor has finished his rotation at the clinic and is heading home, using medkit as a makeshift canopy. Of course he comes across Emil and looks very annoyed. ]

[knightofratatosk]

[If I don't move, maybe he won't see me. Be one with the rock, Emil. Think stony thoughts and don't move--]

Ah... achoo!

[... and don't sneeze, either.]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ Sigh. The spring cold seizes them all. ]

Emil, get indoors.

[knightofratatosk]

But I...

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ Do you really want to argue with this face? ]

[knightofratatosk]

... I'm sorry.

[Damn you, Bones. You and your grouchy face.]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

... C'mon kid, I'll walk you home.

[ Because he needs to give you a lecture about your health anyway. ]

[knightofratatosk]

Okay. And, um, you can stay for tea too if you'd like, or at least until it stops raining.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

Sounds like a plan.

[ He pats him on the shoulder. ] Let's go.

[knightofratatosk]

Right.

[Emil really is like a puppy sometimes, especially when it comes to following people around obediently.]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ McCoy is honestly surprised that there is someone here who actually listens to him. Most of his cremates always run off and disregard his advice in and out of Luceti. He throws his kit back over his head and heads in the direction of Emil's house... well, he hopes it's the right way, anyway. ]

[knightofratatosk]

Were you helping out at the clinic today?

[It's kind of a pathetic attempt at making conversation, but it's better than an uncomfortable silence that leads him to feel like he's somehow done something wrong.]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ Silence often reigns with McCoy, but he isn't one to just ignore a stab at conversation. ]

Yeah. Trying to make that damn place practical for once... [ He pauses, before adding with a sigh. ] ... well, helping to make it better.

[knightofratatosk]

Practical? What's wrong with the way it is?

[It seems just fine to Emil.]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ He does deliberate ranting about it, but shrugs it off. ]

Forget it. We're just taking necessary steps.

[knightofratatosk]

Oh, um... okay.

[He's not quite sure he gets it, but he's not going to press either.]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ Yeeeah you better not. ]

Kids like you should be staying out of the clinic, anyway.

[knightofratatosk]

Even if I need a doctor? I guess I could just call for you over the journals, but...

[Yes, Emil is a derp.]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ ... ]

... Yeah, you can/

[knightofratatosk]

... thanks for looking after me so often. I'm really sorry to keep bothering you like this.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

You're not bothering me, Emil.

[knightofratatosk]

Thank you.

[They're just about to Emil's house now, and he leads the way up onto the porch and opens the door. No sooner has he done that than Sial darts out to go sniff at the shoes of his buddy the doctor with a pleased chirp. Looks like McCoy just can't escape the love of animals even with Brown back with his rightful owner.]