[ The text comes around 4 in the afternoon; depending on where she was, Rey might have heard the news that there was a big car chase and shoot out in the city earlier. ]
eddie got shot today he's out of surgery and the doctor says it looks like he's going to be okay no idea when he'll be out of the hospital just wanted to give a heads up.
they're taking care of him he's going to live i wasn't there. it was a shootout i guess. i'm okay.
[ He's very very far from okay, which would be clear even if Rey didn't know the circumstances; it's not like Cisco to text in this matter. So simple, so plain, without embellishments or jokes. ]
[Because when people are distressed, they forget to do vital things like drink water. Granted, they're not in the desert, but Rey is falling back into an old mind set.]
What about food? Have you eaten?
[She's making a quick run to a shop to get him water and snacks, things to get him through the next few hours.]
[ Even if he did manage to force himself to eat something, he doubts he'd manage to keep it down. All of that terror and helplessness had left him queasy and weak. He didn't even notice that, right until Rey brought up food. Strange, how disconnected he feels from his own body. He's sore from the waiting room chairs, from sitting still and not moving, all his thoughts occupied with whether Eddie's body was going to make it, with all the damage that had been done to it. ]
[It's not a good idea right now, but she wanted to be on the safe side. He might get hungry later, and those snacks in those odd machines wouldn't provide the best nutrition. Rey was thinking of anything and everything Cisco may need. A care package to help him get through the night, or even the day.]
I'll take something, just in case you change your mind.
I'll be there soon.
[Rey ends the communication there, grabbing a small bag before heading out to grab two bottles of water for him, an apple, breakfast biscuits, and trail mix--the kind he liked. Simple things to help tide over hunger or thirst...assuming he felt either of those.
She made it to the hospital as soon as she could, spotting Cisco in the waiting area and immediately went to him. There are no words. There isn't a need for them, not when she can see how stressed and upset he is.
There's only a murmur of his name before moving to his side to hold him.]
[ Cisco stands up when he sees Rey coming into the waiting room. The signs of distress are subtle, and yet unmistakable. He looks smaller, younger, somehow lost. There are no signs that he's been crying, or raging, or any other great gestures of misery. But his nails are bitten to the quick, and his expression is fragile.
He moves to hug Rey without saying anything, glad that she is here. He's suddenly acutely aware of how delicate people are, how easily damaged. It's reassuring just to see her, to see and feel that she is entirely alright. ]
They won't let me see him yet. It's too soon after the surgery. They need to watch him, make sure there are no complications.
[ Rationally, Cisco understands it, and he's willing to go along with whatever procedures they think are best, to make sure Eddie is okay. But it's hard, sitting in this awful room, alone, wondering, silent, in suspense.
Even saying that much to Rey felt like a great burden; his voice is cracked and strange from not being used for so long. All his usual jokes and evasions and chatter - even in the face of sadness - are absent, now. The silence is somehow more awful than any sobbing could be. He just resumes his seat, staring off a little into the distance, lost and waiting until he can be with Eddie again. Once he's with Eddie again, it'll be okay. ]
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talentedscavenger) wrote2017-09-03 02:34 pm
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eddie got shot today
he's out of surgery and the doctor says it looks like he's going to be okay
no idea when he'll be out of the hospital
just wanted to give a heads up.
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He was shot? Does he need anything?
You? Are you okay? Were you shot? Do you need anything?
[And now she's getting ready to leave to check on Cisco.]
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he's going to live
i wasn't there. it was a shootout i guess.
i'm okay.
[ He's very very far from okay, which would be clear even if Rey didn't know the circumstances; it's not like Cisco to text in this matter. So simple, so plain, without embellishments or jokes. ]
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No, you're not okay.
I'm on my way to the hospital, I'll be there soon. Do you need anything? Want anything?
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we can't see him yet though
he's in recovery and he's not allowed any visitors yet
i don't need anything
[ There is lots that he needs, in fact, but he's still in way too much of a haze to even realize that. ]
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Have you had any water yet?
[He needs things, he needs all the things, but he's not thinking right now. It'll be okay, she'll be there soon enough.]
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no i haven't
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What about food? Have you eaten?
[She's making a quick run to a shop to get him water and snacks, things to get him through the next few hours.]
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[ Even if he did manage to force himself to eat something, he doubts he'd manage to keep it down. All of that terror and helplessness had left him queasy and weak. He didn't even notice that, right until Rey brought up food. Strange, how disconnected he feels from his own body. He's sore from the waiting room chairs, from sitting still and not moving, all his thoughts occupied with whether Eddie's body was going to make it, with all the damage that had been done to it. ]
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I'll take something, just in case you change your mind.
I'll be there soon.
[Rey ends the communication there, grabbing a small bag before heading out to grab two bottles of water for him, an apple, breakfast biscuits, and trail mix--the kind he liked. Simple things to help tide over hunger or thirst...assuming he felt either of those.
She made it to the hospital as soon as she could, spotting Cisco in the waiting area and immediately went to him. There are no words. There isn't a need for them, not when she can see how stressed and upset he is.
There's only a murmur of his name before moving to his side to hold him.]
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He moves to hug Rey without saying anything, glad that she is here. He's suddenly acutely aware of how delicate people are, how easily damaged. It's reassuring just to see her, to see and feel that she is entirely alright. ]
They won't let me see him yet. It's too soon after the surgery. They need to watch him, make sure there are no complications.
[ Rationally, Cisco understands it, and he's willing to go along with whatever procedures they think are best, to make sure Eddie is okay. But it's hard, sitting in this awful room, alone, wondering, silent, in suspense.
Even saying that much to Rey felt like a great burden; his voice is cracked and strange from not being used for so long. All his usual jokes and evasions and chatter - even in the face of sadness - are absent, now. The silence is somehow more awful than any sobbing could be. He just resumes his seat, staring off a little into the distance, lost and waiting until he can be with Eddie again. Once he's with Eddie again, it'll be okay. ]