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[info]gorthol
*wakes from a restless sleep and quickly realizes he's in a very, very bad way*

*gets out of bed with the sole object of leaving the palace, never mind the guards stationed outside his quarters, but finds himself too weak and his legs unwilling to support him*

*pulls a blanket off the bed and wraps it around himself, shaking violently*

*crawls into his bathroom and proceeds to offer the meager contents of his stomach to the porcelain god until he's dry-heaving*

*curls up against the wall and presses his sweaty face against the cool tile*

*wants his mother* :(

Current Mood: sick
Tags: melian, elrond, turin, vana

 
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From: [info]tuivana Date: 02/13/2007 08:59:50  

*invades your thoughts*

Will you please keep it down in there? Some of us are trying to work.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 09:00:31  

*rasps aloud* I liked the other hallucinations better.
From: [info]tuivana Date: 02/13/2007 09:03:12  

You're not hallucinating. This is Vána and you're making such a mental racket I can't concentrate at all. I doubt if anyone else can, either.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 09:05:35  

*forces down another urge to vomit*

Sorry?
From: [info]tuivana Date: 02/13/2007 09:09:52  

Oh, this will never do.

*materializes in front of you a few minutes later* Look. Just process this- *waves a hand* -whatever this is or abandon this bodily raiment of yours or your brainwaves are never going to settle down. And I think I've discovered a new semiconductor but I can't perform the proper experiments with you shouting in my head twenty-four hours per day of this time continuum.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 09:12:50  

*doesn't seem the least bit surprised when you appear out of nowhere*

*hallucinations tend to do stuff like that, after all*

What the hell--hang on. *clings to the toilet bowl and retches into it* *falls back again* What the hell are you talking about?
From: [info]tuivana Date: 02/13/2007 09:17:10  

*cringes in distaste*

*quickly finding her enthusiasm again* Yes. It's very exciting! You know how with the heterojunction bipolar transistor, you typically need a silicon-germanium alloy substrate? Well. With this material, when you perform molecular beam epitaxy to create your ohmic contact-
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 09:18:44  

*interrupting* No! What do you mean, "process" this? I can't just shut it off.
From: [info]tuivana Date: 02/13/2007 09:23:01  

*surprised* Of course you can't. None of us can. The voluntary metabolic processes never take less than one minute, seventeen seconds of realtime, and even that's Aulë's supraworld record. *matter-of-factly* He's the best of us at pushing matter around. *cheerfully* One of these days I'm going to beat him, though. Just you wait and see.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 09:24:04  

You say "us" like I'm...

*boggles* Right.
From: [info]tuivana Date: 02/13/2007 09:28:27  

Oh, but I keep forgetting you don't know. I told Mânawenûz it was a bad idea to send you back without your memories. *patiently* It's not reasonable to think a mortal could be capable of killing the Morgoth, is it? My circuits! The rest of us Ainur achieved no empirical success on that front! *pensively* I have my own theory that that curse of his helped engineer you for the job from the beginning.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 09:33:49  

helped engineer you

Oh, great, that's really...swell. :s

*pulls his blanket tighter around him even though he's sweating buckets* So. Assuming you're not a figment of my imagination telling me the truth, how do I...process? Or abandon... *sighs tiredly* ...what was the other option?
From: [info]tuivana Date: 02/13/2007 09:46:35  

*flushes the toilet*

*sits down next to you* These physical forms are to us as clothing to the mortals. You can reject yours but I'm not sure I'd recommend it if you can't recall how to re-form. You might be swimming around in the ether bodilessly for thousands of years. No, in this case I'd just shift some atoms, if I were you.

*appraisingly* Besides, it's a very nice form. *wags a finger at you* You need to feed them, though. Haven't the mortals mentioned that? I'm personally a big fan of waffles. They remind me of the structure used to focus electrons emitted by flat-planel display cathodes. *smiles!*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 09:49:31  

What is it with waffles around here?

*dismally* I don't know how to shift my atoms, Vána. Can you just kill me or knock me out until Morwen shows up?
From: [info]tuivana Date: 02/13/2007 09:54:44  

*still reading your thoughts* Dr. Ron is a very perceptive man, you know.

Think about it for a while. Something may come to you. Otherwise I suppose you'll just have to do what the mortals do. *pats your hand* I'll let Melian know you're awake. Try to relax, okay? Think of the semiconductors.

*disappears*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 09:58:35  

do what the mortals do

I'm pretty sure that involves more drugs. Please?

*watches you vanish into thin air* Thanks for nothing.

*considers just slamming his head against the wall until he blacks out*
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/13/2007 10:18:06  

*comes in, a thousand times happier after her talk with Daeron*

Good morning, Túrin. How are you feeling?

*comes and sits next to near you with a glass of water*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 10:24:21  

*deliberately avoids looking at you*

*shuddering even harder now* I'd use the word 'd-death' but I'm af-afraid that might be understating things a little, my l-lady.
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/13/2007 10:27:08  

*nods* That sounds about right.

*looks over at the untouched food* Still don't feel like eating anything? Try to take a bit of water, at least. It will give you something to throw up later.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 10:33:12  

*dutifully tries to choke some water down but spills most of the glass with his shaking hand*

*pitifully* I think I n-need DRUGS, DAMN YOU, DRUGS a d-doctor. Or f-four.
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/13/2007 10:35:22  

*takes the glass from you*

Yes, of course, I've sent for Dr. Halphelven. He should be here soon.

*pets the top of your head gently*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 10:39:24  

*grimaces smiles* If he prescribes w-waffles I'm holding you p-personally responsible for l-letting him in.

*still not looking at you* Vána was here I think?. S-said I'm loud immortal.
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/13/2007 10:45:48  

*laughs softly* We'll put you on a strictly waffle-free regimine.

*sits quietly for a moment* Yes, she was, and you are. You are a Valar, in fact. That was why you heard my thoughts last night, and you can probably hear them now, if you try. There is no secret I can keep from you.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 10:53:03  

*squeezes your hand with what little strength he can muster* Good to know.

*softly* I'm not interested in s-secrets. M-more things to forget.
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/13/2007 10:56:34  

*squeezes back* Good. Some secrets are better left secret. Like what Thingol looks like in boxer-briefs. If there's ever something you want to know, you can ask. I swear I will not lie to you.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 11:03:53  

*yep, ReallyNotInterestedinfinity in that particular secret, thanks*

*is actually a little grateful to have OMG AGONY to occupy his thoughts at the moment* Thank you. M-maybe I'll t-take you up on that never s-sometime. And where is that fucking doctor?
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/13/2007 11:07:27  

*gives you a smile*

*looks up when the doctor finally comes in*

Ah, yes. Túrin is going through withdrawl not feeling well today.
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 02/13/2007 11:11:03  

*nods to you* Good morning, Lady Melian.

Somehow I'm not surprised. I see. *takes about one-billionth of a second to diagnose the symptoms* Hmm. Yes. *wears an expression very much like he's figuring out how to say something nobody wants to hear*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 11:13:18  

*feeling a bit panicky* Well??
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 02/13/2007 11:16:01  

*frowns* We-ell, you see...normally I'd treat opiate addiction with other drugs to allow you to adjust gradually. *pauses*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 11:17:24  

*quickly* Yeah. Okay. That sounds good. Please don't say "But..."
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 02/13/2007 11:20:39  

*cautiously* But since you're clearly already well into withdrawal, it's probably best just to make you tough it out, if possible. You haven't been using long, so the worst of it will be out of your system in a couple days. They'll be miserable days but they won't cause you additional harm.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 11:21:54  

*eyes your bag o' tricks hungrily*

*his voice rising* So what you're saying is you're completely worthless to me.
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 02/13/2007 11:28:03  

*is an old hand at this, oh yes*

*continuing smoothly* Eat when you feel you can, even if you don't keep it down. You'll most likely have trouble sleeping but as the effects wear off, you'll become exhausted. Sleep as much as you need to.

*speaking a little more quickly* The trick will be staying away from the drugs once you feel strong enough to function somewhat normally again. Luckily the books say the physical aspect of heroin addition is much stronger than the psychological aspect.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 11:28:42  

*glares daggers at you*

GET. THE FUCK. OUT.
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 02/13/2007 11:30:14  

*glances nervously at Melian*

*wonders if she happens to have any reinforced steel doors or Angainor lying around*

*packs up his two things that he unpacked completely for show* Right. That'sreallyaboutallfornow.
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/13/2007 11:34:00  

*bites her lip*

Can't you give him something to knock him out for about three days?
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 02/13/2007 11:37:37  

*firmly* There's really no need. I have every reason to believe he can deal with this just fine on his own, my lady.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 11:39:20  

*picks up your bag and pitches it out the door*

OUT!

From: [info]elrondmd Date: 02/13/2007 11:39:56  

*squeaks* Okaycallmeifyouneedme!

*flees*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 11:45:30  

*gets to his feet shakily and gathers his blanket around him*

*makes his way out of his rooms and downstairs on sheer force of stubbornness*
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/13/2007 11:49:30  

*follows, equally stubborn* Túrin, where are you going?
From: [info]gorthol Date: 02/13/2007 11:54:51  

*is too busy muttering Elrond-directed obscenities under his breath to answer you*

*trudges all the way down into the palace's own ancient, disused dungeon*

*picks a cell at random and shuts himself in it, tossing away the key*

*curls up on the hard metal slab chained to the wall in mockery of a cot*
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/13/2007 11:57:36  

...

Okay, dear, if that's what you want.

*watches you for a few minutes unsurely*

*talks to a guard and gives orders that food and water are to be brought to you at regular intervals, even if you don't eat them, and that a doctor should be called immediately if you start to get much worse*

*is going on vacation now, dammit*
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