Fifty-Second Entry [Video/Action]
Dec. 4th, 2010 10:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Poland appears to be walking around unsupervised, which the doctors may note that he's not allowed to do, because his delusions include something about being a knight and he's gotten into some pretty heated arguments with the staff. In light of his oppositional-defiant disorder, though, it's probably not all that surprising to see him breaking the rules.]
[He's also wearing one of the pretty dresses that were in his closet, which should at least please the nice men in the white coats who keep trying to get him to accept that he is a she.]
So like, what gives? Is the Queen like, running out of ideas or something? 'Cause the hospital thing is so old news.
And like, why does the name on my door say "Felicja"? That's like, a girls' name! It was locked, too--I like, had to spend forever getting it open!
Well, whatever. Like, how's everyone dealing with this one so far? The food here sucks almost as bad as the last hospital's. Liet, where are you? You should totally make me something.
[He's also wearing one of the pretty dresses that were in his closet, which should at least please the nice men in the white coats who keep trying to get him to accept that he is a she.]
So like, what gives? Is the Queen like, running out of ideas or something? 'Cause the hospital thing is so old news.
And like, why does the name on my door say "Felicja"? That's like, a girls' name! It was locked, too--I like, had to spend forever getting it open!
Well, whatever. Like, how's everyone dealing with this one so far? The food here sucks almost as bad as the last hospital's. Liet, where are you? You should totally make me something.
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Date: 2010-12-04 09:33 pm (UTC)[He has a bad, bad feeling about this all of a sudden.]
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Date: 2010-12-04 09:37 pm (UTC)Yes. [Very soft, in a very sad tone. It seems that he hoped for too much.]
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Date: 2010-12-04 09:39 pm (UTC)Liet... That's like, not...
[He reaches for his husband's hand softly]
...What's wrong?
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Date: 2010-12-04 09:50 pm (UTC)[Shit, son, don't scare him like that! He's from a point in time where surgery means "you'll probably die anything, but you'll definitely die if we don't do something", pretty much without exception O_O]
I don't--I-I'm fine, Liet! Why would I need surgery?!
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Date: 2010-12-04 10:02 pm (UTC)I wouldn't let anyone else do that for you.
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Date: 2010-12-04 10:34 pm (UTC)We like, both knew that getting into this.
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Date: 2010-12-04 10:43 pm (UTC)[This is really hurting Poland for a number of reasons. It's hard to be reminded of how they can't have kids together, and he doesn't like to see Liet so hurt, but he doesn't want to lie about this, can't just play along...]
I... L-Liet, you're... what you're talking about, it's... it's like, not real! This is who I am, and you--you said you'd always love me for that, and like... You know we don't have kids. You know we...
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Date: 2010-12-04 10:57 pm (UTC)... What...
[His hand shakes as he pushes the photograph gently away from himself.]
It's not real. It... Liet, why would you pretend something like that?
[NOT GOING TO CRY, NOT GOING TO CRY, NOT GOING TO CRY <\3 ;A;]
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Date: 2010-12-04 11:18 pm (UTC)You thought...?
[He takes a deep breath.]
...I really think you're wrong, Liet. I. We're in Wonderland, and this is just the Queen messing with your head again. But... um. It can't hurt to try for a little while, I guess? 'Cause, like, if I'm right and this isn't real, Wonderland will change back and you'll understand. And if... if you're right...
[Liet can't be right. But if him refusing to admit the possibility is going to make Liet THIS hurt, he can pretend. Just for a couple of days.]
I like, know you want what's best for me. And... I can like, try? But I don't... I don't really know what you think is wrong with me, and, um... I don't know. I'll really try, though, ok?
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Date: 2010-12-04 11:26 pm (UTC)[He stops and tries to straighten up. He shouldn't let himself go like this.] Thank you.
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Date: 2010-12-04 11:30 pm (UTC)[HUGS!]
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Date: 2010-12-04 11:45 pm (UTC)...'Kay. Sure. Just, um... what did I do that I'm not supposed to mention?
[And how the Hell could he be someone's mother o.o]
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Date: 2010-12-05 07:03 pm (UTC)[TRYING TO PLAY ALONG. HNGH.]
...Okay, I won't.
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