it's not always black and white | Connor

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor mumbled thanks and took a sip of his water, watching Christy stick her straw in her juice and sip at it, sucker held in her other hand. She smiled broadly at Quinn.
"Sh-she adores...you," Connor huffed, drawing in a slow breath.

[tarquin finley ellis]

He probably couldn't stay hanging about too long, but for now he was due a break anyway, and why not sit down for a second? It seemed like a good idea as any. When Christy smiled at him, he smiled right back at her. Cute kid, and he hoped she didn't have to go through too much more then she already had been. He glanced to Connor at the words, looking a little sheepish. "I'm glad." He replied gently. A pause. "Any idea how long they want you to stay in for?" He asked evenly, looking over the tubing and oxygen machine, then back to Connor.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor was at ease right now. Despite his utter fear of hospitals, he was used to the process of oxygen. E shrugged at the question however. "I-I don'tbknow," he admitted, gently pushing Christy's juice from his face as he offered it. "No th-..thanks baby."

[tarquin finley ellis]

Everything was calm enough, considering what was going on, and it was weird that Quinn was getting used to all the near death things going on. He was at the hospital enough that it wasn't phazing him too much anymore, but most of that was something he was detatched from. Connor was different. Yet even that was becoming commonplace to him. These issues that were being faced. At the reply from Connor, Quinn nods. "Well if it's for awhile I can always bring in coloring books or something for Christy. Probably will pop in with Calan later..." He gives another shrug.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor nodded slowly. "Alr-right," He murmured, telling himself his wpuldn't be in here that long, that he could leave in a few minutes and take Christy back to the library like he had promised. That's all he wanted to do..

[tarquin finley ellis]

Quinn had a few more hours to be at the hospital helping out, so he could check in here and there to see when Connor got out or whatever. He'd probably end up with Calan in a little while too for lunch, so he'd stop back in, maybe bring chinese food or something... There was a little sigh as he looked at the clock, and he got up. "I'll be back in a little bit to check in." He said lightly. "Need anything before I go?" He asked, looking from Connor to Christy.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor shook his head slowly, crossing his legs from where he had pulled them up onto the bed with him. He helped Christy up, talking with her quietly for awhile. He wasn't sure how much time had passed before they finally released him, just that Christy was antsy. So he took her to the library to get her her books, coughing huskily every now and then as we walked with her before heading to the mutation ward lounge, watching some guy play video games while Christy read, trying to get Connor to look at all the pictures.

[tarquin finley ellis]

So he'd left for awhile, and when he went to check back in, he noticed that Connor was already released, so he simply went to go get Calan for lunch and brought the boy and some food back to his dormroom to eat. After cleaning up the highchair from the food and putting leftovers in the minifridge, Quinn gave Calan a coloring book and crayons and did a little more of the online courses until Calan got bored. Then it was onto playing with building blocks for a little while, which was what Quinn was currently doing.

[connor crayze sykes]

"I wanna play with someone," Christy complained at some point, reaching to mess with her tail.
He drew in a shallow breath. "I-I dunno who you c-can play woth baby. I-I think Bandit's busy.."
"Quinn!"
Connor smirked, shook his head. "M-maybe Calan will play with y-you."
He coughed, fishing his phone out to text Quinn.

[tarquin finley ellis]

They were interesting things, whatever it was that Calan was attempting to build with his blocks. Of course when he got the text, he replied that they'd be over in a few and started to pick up the blocks and put them away. Then he brought out the backpack -- full of hotwheel cars and soe other assorted toys -- and put the coloring books and crayons in it as well. Putting that on, he carried Calan and started out of his own dormroom, making a stop to get some juices and snacks just in case and heading to Connor's room, knocking on the door while shifting the bag on one arm and Calan at his hip as he waited.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor had moved to his dorm room after awhile, and was lying on his side in bed. He had a fever, it was clear, body still struggling with withdrawal though it wasn't as bad as before. Onto now his breathing was even more uneven than usual. Christy was humming and brushing his hair despite his previous complaints. At the knock he lifted his head. "C-come in."

[tarquin finley ellis]

At the words to come in, there was a little more shifting before he opened the door and closed it behind them. Of course on sight of the two, Calan was squealing and clapping his hands and reaching out. So Quinn simply set the child down and watched as Calan beelined for the bed, reaching up and all but commanding that he be lifted. Quinn set down the backpack of toys and the snacks and juices and went over to pick Calan up again and let him on the bed. At which point the boy crawled close enough to reach out the one of Connor's wings, remembering to be gentle instead of tugging. A moment later Calan had turned his head to eye Christy's tail; pointing at it.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor smiled hazily at the touch on his wings. When Capan pointed at Christy's tail, she bit her lip, reached to touch it, then waved it slowly, still curious herself. It still hurt her sometimes, and Connor felt terrible for that. He watched her a moment as she grew more interested in the boy and tugged on his hand, telling him to come play with her. Connor laughed, beginning to cough until he gagged. "Sh-she's..wanted to play all day..." He huffed breathlessly.

[tarquin finley ellis]

Quinn watched Calan's antics with a smile, finding it quite amusing when Calan moved to get closer to Christy's tail to look, tapping a finger at it when it was waves and rocking back in wonder. Of course then he had to peer at both Quinn and Connor -- even himself -- to make sure there were no more tails before letting Christy tug his hand. Quinn set Calan back on the floor, nodding to Connor's words. "Well, he's brought some of his toys and coloring books in his backpack." He said, giving Christy a bright smile. "It's over there, go ahead." He pointed it out, sitting down to watch the kids before glancing back at Connor. "Is the breathing getting any better?" He asked, concerned.

[connor crayze sykes]

Christy bounced to the backpack and sat down with the boy, pulling things out curiously and gently offering them out. Connor watched with hazy eyes, shivering and curling further under the blankets, drawing his wings close r. He cleared his throat huskily. "A-a little, yeah." But not as well as it usually was.