marshall pinheiro 🐦‍⬛

"A few thousand?? You're already a lot older than anything on this planet will ever be, little kitty."

...

[He sighs.]

"Have you been having fun learning? Is the outside world treating you well?"

If my math is adding up, I'm not looking forward to Sunday.

I told the doctor of my concerns about my medication, but he just sighed. It's hard to tell what he's thinking.

He said something about it's all we have. He seemed sad.

I wanted to ask more, but he said I needed to stop talking. It was coming back.

Maybe next time.

If that's what you want. If it'll stop you from nagging me.

I'm fine and safe. I'm being taken care of. I don't know how to get that through your head.

I'll talk to the doctor. I'll see if he can switch this medication.

I don't want to talk about it. It isn't safe to.

...

I don't think they'd make it past the front door.

He says they aren't equipped for my condition. I believe him. What else am I to do?

Not like we can leave anyway. Said I need to get better before I even think about setting foot outside.

Why would they go through all that trouble? The Doctor says whatever is wrong with me, the main hospital isn't trained to take care of it.

And I'm telling you, it isn't abandoned. I'm here. I'm a patient. I'm looking at the hospital with my own two eyes.

Maybe your records are wrong, then.

It's where I've always been. It's the only hospital that will take me.

It isn't abandoned. There's power. There's doctors. There's a nurse.

It's where I've been my whole life. Take it or leave it.

You can leave this chat room if you think I'm lying.

[He covers his mouth to hold back a little chuckle, petting the creature for sometime before moving his hands back to respond.]

"It is always good to have other options, and learning can be good I believe. You don't have to grow up right away, yes?"

"What have you learned so far?"

Serenity Hospital. I think that's the name of it.

It's never had heating, but I'm used to it. A few blankets never hurt anyone.

This chair is killing my back, though.

They are. the doctor isn't too confident in his skills. But he doesn't chat much anymore.

I haven't seen The Doctor in a while.

I don't think any help will be necessary. My only complaint is there's no heating, but blankets exist. I'm sure I can talk to the doctor about this. He still listens.

I've told you I'm sick. the doctor is doing the best he can. I don't like him, but I don't blame him. He just does what The Doctor asks of him. And I'm sure he knows best, but I worry if I don't say anything, I'll just remain dependent on this medicine forever.

I eat a little bit. the doctor brings in some food when he can. He struggles to get to this floor nowadays. And I don't know where...

Mostly the IV, I assume.

I've tasted it, it's fowl and inedible. I'm fairly certain it isn't blood.

I have to have it hooked up to me, or I get really sick, and lightheaded.

I'm worried I'm becoming dependent on it. If I am, I'd rather tell The Doctor to switch to another medicine. :'-/

That is fair, I think. I've found manners are a dying breed in our society.

Well, it's an IV bag. The substance is, dark. Very dark. A very dark red I think. But it isn't blood, it's tinged differently. There's no label on the bag, I think it's just been reused.

I don't suppose it matters if I know your name or you know mine. But, nice to meet you Simon.

While I know I shouldn't be asking too many questions, could I describe something to you? Just the medicine I'm taking. Or, is in this IV bag. Maybe you know what it is.

I'm, curious.

I guess it's nice to not be talking to myself like a lunatic for once. Or some man who claims I'm an apparition.

I, trust The Doctor's judgement. I'm an adult, but I've been sick for a long time. Since I was little.

It hasn't killed me, I just. Don't know what it is.

?? Oh great, another person. But I can't see you so...Are you in a chatroom?

I don't ask questions about my condition, really. The Doctor says I am sick, I believe him.

Do you ever wonder if you're getting better or getting sicker?

When will I know I'm better? I don't really even know what I'm hooked up to anymore.

Does anyone want to play tic-tac-toe.

My leg hurts so badly. >:-(

"Endless river, and desire? How curious. It sounds very interesting.

But, I see. What do you want to be then?"

[He taps his fingers against the desk.]

"Many people and beings would want power you could possess, little one."

[As the kitten purrs, Marshall can't help but smile. It's been so long since he made contact with any animal. What a delight this was.]

"I suppose I can't change your mind, nor will I try to.

But, who are 'they?' And what is so boring about, their hobbies? Their jobs?"

It's been called Atlamillia longer than I've been alive! England...

...England...England...England isn't a thing anymore. A simple web search tells me that.

It, wouldn't make sense. I just don't want to alert anything that could hear me.

...

What, a f-g? Like a cigarette?

You said 1963* not TWO THOUSAND YEARS AGO!! It's Atlamillia! What the hell is London?? Were you frozen in time??

Laughing would be a fun way to die here. If something truly brought me enough joy I'd be willing to make noise, I'd accept my fate.

No, no I'm mentioning it. What the hell was that.

EARTH?? L. O. L.??? Earth hasn't been the name of this planet for YEARS. What are you saying?? Did you hit your head?? X-D

Funny joke. You almost got me to laugh! That would've been a nice way to die. Shame.

...Did you just try to say a slur and it censored itself? L. O. L.