[000] Open Log: Month One

[ironysoul]

[Logs in this post may take place any time during the first month or so following the Promised Day. Al's symptoms will be extremely severe.



Al is most likely asleep.

If he's not asleep, he will be soon.

When he is awake he is very overloaded and hypersensitive to all sensory stimuli. This means:
- If anything touches his skin, he will be in extreme pain.
- Changes in the light/noise/scent levels will result in extreme pain.
- He's probably in pain, and therefore heavily medicated.

His medications will most likely make him... sleep.

He cannot tolerate any food or liquids well. If you attempt to feed him he will vomit.

Due to the severity of his condition, visitors will likely be restricted to family and those he requests to see. Visitation times will be short.

This log takes place in Risembool.]

Comments

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

It's okay, Al. Granny and I are keeping an eye on him. He's healing, even if he's trying to say he's not in pain.

[Her voice roughens a bit.] What you guys did, it's amazing. I want you to know that.

[ironysoul.livejournal.com]

[They're taking care of Brother... okay. Then everything's okay.]

Thanks.

[Sleepy.]

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

You're welcome, Al. [Soft smile.] If you're sleepy, take a nap. It's okay.

[ironysoul.livejournal.com]

Getting my body back wasn't [yawn] supposed to be about [yawwwwn] napping...

[but a nap sounds nice.]

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

Your body has to learn how to be...you!...again! Napping will help that.

[Winry wants to stroke his hair, but she figures Al's already too sensitized to everything else.]

[ironysoul.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I know.

[Even that is enough to make him flinch just the slightest bit. He doesn't want to make Winry feel bad.]

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

[Winry takes her hand back, realizing a little too late she'd started to reach out to Al.]

Do you need anything, Al?

[ironysoul.livejournal.com]

No thanks, Win.

[Quietly.] Thanks for taking care of us.

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

[She smiles brilliantly.] I always will, Al.

[ironysoul.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Win.

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

You're welcome, sweetie.

Sleep now, okay?

[ironysoul.livejournal.com]

A'right.

[Quietly, his eyes dark.]

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

[Winry notices.]

What's wrong?

[ironysoul.livejournal.com]

N-nothing. Sorry.

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

Are you sure? Do you need anything?

[ironysoul.livejournal.com]

Nah... just sleepy.

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

Go to sleep then, silly. We'll be here when you wake up.

[ironysoul.livejournal.com]

Mmmkay.

[Sleeeeeeeeepy]

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

[Winry hums a soft song that Trisha used to sing to them when they were too wound up to sleep well.]

[ironysoul.livejournal.com]

[Soft kitty warm kitty little ball of fur -- wait, probably not.

But that does make him feel better. Drifting off...]

[hands4healing.livejournal.com]

[No, she'd probably smack Sheldon.]

[Winry keeps humming until she sees Al's asleep, and creeps out of the room.]