For [livejournal.com profile] daemonmuses. Week 2.

Aug. 28th, 2008 06:30 pm
acts_of_gord: (bullshit)
[personal profile] acts_of_gord
While I wouldn't trade Sati for anything, there are times when I wish she'd settled on something else. Even one of the insect forms she used to pull when I was a kid would be okay, just as long as it was- well- bigger.

No, it's not like that. Put the jokes away.

She settled when I was twelve. Grandpa Ron was diagnosed with heart disease when I was thirteen. He spent the next eight years of his life in and out of hospitals, mostly in. Baasima, his daemon, used to curl up on his head and tuck her nose under her tail. There's not much to recommend a hospital room to a squirrel daemon, I guess. There's not much to recommend a hospital to any daemon, actually. Ever watched them? They're all worried. The patients' daemons're worried about their humans, the visitors' daemons're worried because their humans're worried, the doctors' and nurses' daemons're edgy because of all the things weighing on their humans' minds...

... and each and every single one of them, without fail, will turn away from anything short of an imminent death to stare at someone walking through the hospital with no daemon anywhere in sight.

Sati's pretty loud when she wants to be, but you can't exactly walk through a hospital with your daemon yelling at everyone who doesn't know she's there. You're supposed to be quiet in hospitals- not to mention that even if people hear her, they still can't see her. The one time we tried that I wasn't just an apparently daemonless freak, I was an apparently daemonless freak with an angry disembodied voice following him. That didn't go well at all.

After a while the doctors at Ballard Community Hospital asked me not to visit Grandpa Ron by myself any more. If I was walking with Jay or Mom, I didn't stand out so much. Visiting by myself? That bothered people. Apparently there was a rumor going around that the skinny kid with no daemon was the Angel of Death in disguise.

Irony so thick you could splatter it with a crowbar, I'm sure.

Date: 2008-08-30 12:09 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (serious)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
I have to admit, it kind of freaked me out when I first met you. I mean, Dr. Kleiner warned me about Sati ahead of time, but when I first saw you, I thought--

For a second, I thought I'd gotten there too late. That those bastards on Civil Protection had killed you.

Date: 2008-08-30 12:24 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (intrigued)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
Now, that sounds like a story waiting to be told.

Date: 2008-08-30 01:22 am (UTC)
vance_prime: (faintly worried)
From: [personal profile] vance_prime
Yikes. I hope they figured things out quickly. Waking up in a body bag would seriously suck.

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