11869/Visiting Hours - VIP

Visiting Hours - VIP
Date of Scene:	04 July 2022
Location:	Micola's Hospital Room
Synopsis:	No description
Cast of Characters:	Pietro Maximoff, Micola Maximoff, Lorna Dane

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Pietro Maximoff has posed:
Of course, information had been passed to Lorna about Micola's state - how she was abducted by a mutant, injured and nearly drowned. Information on the mutant was passed to Lorna, of course - though the man was headed towards the RAFT. Accidents happen, especially to those who might have angered a royal family. Still, details on where she was recovering were given as well - in case she wished to stop by.

Pietro had been mostly residing in the hospital room, sleeping in quick naps and slipping out while Micola was sleeping to wash up and eat. He was never too far away, and always returned before she woke again.

At present, he was sitting in a chair near her bed as she rested, a book in hand. He's close enough to keep an eye on her, without crowding or looming. The pitter-patter of rain is heard against the large window.

Micola Maximoff has posed:
The rain of all things is probably helping Micola sleep given the descent into nightmares might have been a thing had she not had company. The blue haired woman is tucked into the hospital bed with a an old beat up stuffed owl that has been placed on the side of the bed. Mom was responsible for that. All of the vitals on the monitors seem to be good and all of her cuts, bruises and injuries seem to be in a state of healing currently.

It could have been much worse! Or well, almost dying is better than alternatives.

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna Dane had been spending more time in New York to be close by, though she hadn't admitted that to anyone outside of her regular guard detail. It was best to keep such things quiet after all so that further attention wouldn't be drawn to the couple. Save for the few guards she'd sent to watch who were stationed outside. No one seemed to really notice them so far as hospital staff went--One of the mutants powers saw to that. They were just overlooked as supposed to being there.

Lorna stops by finally to visit, having heard there was improvement, and pauses to nod toward the two guards who were diligently on duty. They traded off now and then so that even when one was tired, another was fresh and awake.

The light knock to the door comes along with a quiet, "Pietro?" From Lorna before she risks leaning in. Worried eyes flit toward the form on the bed before traveling back to the seated figure. "How is she?"

Pietro Maximoff has posed:
The book is closed as someone enters - Pietro half-expecting another round of doctors to check on her sutures and how she's doing. There's a slight grin of relief when it's Lorna who comes through the door. "Lorna... hey." He offers, setting the book down and getting to his feet. "She's mending. The doctors say she is stable, and should be fine." A look to Micola, then back to Lorna. "Assuming she follows the doctor's instructions of resting." A wry grin.

"I think between myself, her mother and the hospital staff - she'll listen." A chuckle. "Thank you for coming - she's been sleeping for a bit now. They will probably want her up soon for dinner." A motion to the chair. "Have a seat, I'll pull up another."

Micola Maximoff has posed:
Micola's stubborn, this is true, so Pietro's right in commenting on following Doctor's orders. Though she doesn't wake quite yet. It's a moment before she rolls onto her side and snuggles her owl to her chest. The sound of the feet on the floor makes her eyes flutter and then she opens them. She first fixes her gaze on Lorna and there's a smile, then a moment where she realizes that it's Lorna, "Hello your Highness." she tells her.

Then she realizes that she's snuggling a stuffed animal and she looks a bit ashamed for a minute, "It makes a good pillow." she murmurs.

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna Dane moves to take the offered seat with a quiet nod of thanks. "Good to hear she's on the mend. Do we know why that bastard--" She'd barely begun asking the details of why the guy had gone for Mikola when she wakes. Looking over to the bed she flashes a warm, reassuring smile at the whole cuddling a plushie situation.

"You're in a hospital, you can do whatever you want to make yourself more comfortable, I assure you."

Pietro Maximoff has posed:
There's a shake of his head to Lorna, even as the question comes out. "More on that later." Pietro explains, grinning over to Micola once she speaks up. "It is a good pillow. Especially if it brings you more comfort for what it is, and what it represents." The man murmurs.

"Dinner will be coming soon, Micola. Are you hungry?" He looks to Lorna, with a smile. "They will bring us something from the cafeteria as well, if you haven't eaten."

Micola Maximoff has posed:
Micola gives a smile as Lorna gives the reassuring one and she moves to sit herself up a bit more. "It's good to see you and I hope that you are well?" she asks her. Then she looks to Pietro and gives a smile, "Should definitely thank my mom for bringing it." she admits.

"I am hungry, though a cheeseburger sounds much better than hospital food." she chuckles to that. "Unless it's that chicken and noodles. That's pretty okay." she adds.

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna Dane draws a deep breath at the mention of food only for her nose to crinkle. It wasn't quite a frown, more a realization of things. "Ah. I might need a bite as well. Sandwiches are fine of course, I'm sure there's a cafe somewhere in the hospital." Micola earns a nod of agreement at that sentiment. "I will say that hospital food has improved a great deal since I was a kid. Still something to avoid but it's not *all* green Jello and toast anymore. Only sometimes."

Pietro Maximoff has posed:
"I can run and fetch us something, if they don't have any specific food requirements for you, Micola." Pietro grins. "I suspect I could make quite good tips doing DoorDash." He half-teases. A slight nudge to Lorna, noting the frown.

"What do you two think? I can order something and then fetch it?" A smile. "I don't suspect there will be too much protest from the staff."

Micola Maximoff has posed:
"At least they let you have salt." Micola states with a smile. Then there's a grin, "As long as it's not the plasticy consistency jello." she snickers. Then she looks to Pietro and there's a softer smile that graces her features, "Are you sure?" she asks him. "I don't think the doctors will mind if it's regular food since I'm out of the woods and everything. "And if they protest I'll tell them it was my idea." she nods to this.

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna Dane reaches out to lightly pat Pietro on his arm when he looks toward her in that way. The frown was just for realizing she'd forgotten to eat since lunch time. Work did that to her on occasion after all. "I would adore some french fries at the very least," she has to admit. "Or something chicken. If you don't mind, and Micola's doctors are all right with it... I don't see why not."

Pietro Maximoff has posed:
Slowly getting to his feet, Pietro nods. "All right. I will be back shortly. I'll run down and get us some gastropub food. Burgers, fries, and even milkshakes." Such a helper! "Mind keeping her company while I'm gone, Lorna?" He winks. A quick kiss to Micola's cheek, then he's bolting out to be the fastest gopher one can be.

Micola Maximoff has posed:
Micola gives a smile between Pietro and Lorna, she enjoyed seeing the siblings together. "I think I can eat the evidence of any misdeeds before the doctors get in to do evening checks." she laughs at that softly. The kiss to her cheek from Pietro makes her smile, "Be careful and there's no rush." she tells him. She watches the general area where he was for a minute before she looks back to Lorna, "How have you been?" she asks her.

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna Dane lets out a small sigh when Pietro heads out. He always was rushing around like that, though she felt guilty as if she were taking advantage of his speed at times. Still, in this case, it was likely a good thing. Another smile is offered to Micola while she shifts in her seat to lean one elbow against the armrest. "Well enough. I've been keeping busy with arranging things, and met someone who is interested in helping find job placements for mutants in Bushwick. Also been seeing Tom more." Had she mentioned him yet? Hm. A little smile of amusement comes when she asks, "So how are you and Pietro doing? Going to make an honest man out of him soon?"

Micola Maximoff has posed:
"Speaking of keeping busy, before I was so rudely interrupted by serial dickhead I was going to set up a time with you, Pietro and hopefully Wanda to go over the artwork I've came up with for the Genoshan royal crest and things. I had...a few drawn up." she chuckles. "Who is Tom?" she gives a bit of a grin to that, "If you don't mind me asking, that is." she adds.

There's a look to the door and a soft smile before she looks back to Lorna, "I think we're doing well. I love him very very much and I think this whole situation sort of made me start thinking on things more." she admits. The honest man question makes her give a warm smile, "You think he'd be able to stand still long enough for a wedding?" she asks her in a whisper.

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna Dane leans forward in her chair to rest her elbows on her knees. It allows her to meet Micola's gaze a bit easier while she listens to all that's said. It might also be slouching a bit. "That would be wonderful. It's been awhile since I've managed to catch up with Wanda myself. It's far easier to get ahold of Pietro. Likely because he can make free time whenever he needs, generally." The benefit of being a speedster.

"For you? I think he would make the effort to stand still. He's been here for days watching over you after all."

Micola Maximoff has posed:
"I've not met Wanda yet, though I hear wonderful things about her from Pietro. I'm excited to meet his twin." Micola states to that. "He can get places fast, that helps with his being flexible." she nods to that.

"He's always been good to me, but I hate him being cooped up here." she admits quietly. "I don't have a ring on me so I can't pop the question right now. And given I said I love you first I'm going to let him propose." she tells her. "Wait, you are alright with that?" she asks her.

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna Dane just listens with her smile broadening the more she hears about the pair's relationship. It did sound as if it was going well, and Micola certainly seemed to care about him. She knew Pietro cared about Micola after all. It's only when that question comes that she arches an eyebrow in confusion.

"Why wouldn't I be all right? If it's the royalty thing, that's still a new thing. I wasn't born and raised this way. And Tom is someone I've started seeing who is also not royalty," she admits with a chuckle before glancing down to the watch on her wrist.

"Three, two... So Micola, my brother doesn't super-speed his way in the bedroom does he? I'll have words with him if so."

Micola Maximoff has posed:
Micola gives a soft smile to Lorna, "It's been me and my mom most of my life and given I'm a mutant my biological father chose to not introduce me to any of my siblings...my grandfather is the only reason I carry the last name I do." she admits. "I'm just not used to being loved and accepted." she states. "And I was worried that I'd need to go fight a dragon or find a magical sword to marry a Prince...which...if that still needs to be done I am game." she points out.

All this talk has her thirsty though and she has a mouthful of water when Lorna asks that question and she feels the water go up her nose and she is coughing and laughing in seconds. "Oh noooo." she laughs. It rings out into the hallway. "He..." wheeze... "He's not a cheater." she is red and trying not to giggle.

Pietro Maximoff has posed:
Well, it was a run! Pietro returns, carrying a box full of wonderful smelling gastropub fare. Burgers for himself and Micola, a grilled chicken sandwich for Lorna - and pleny of fries. In his other hand, a drink carrier with three milkshakes - chocolate, vanilla and cherry cheesecake. The poor souls who get a whiff of the food as he blurs by wind up with a grumbly stomach, wanting a snack.

Coming to a stop inside the room, he blinks - looking with concern to Micola. She's red-faced after all! Once he realizes she's laughing, he's a bit relieved. "I missed something?" He wonders, quickly moving over the table and setting out food. Micola's is put on her tray, allowing her to eat while still in bed.

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna Dane breaks into laughter along with Micola as the awkward question at least seems to have gotten a laugh from her. Something she was going for to begin with. The fact that Pietro just barely missed catching the conversation earns a finger snap as she sits up straight again. "Oh just some girl talk, nothing important," she assures her brother while he sets out the dinner for Micola. "Although that is good to hear," she assures Micola with a wink.

Micola Maximoff has posed:
Micola finds one of the napkins to wipe the water from her face and there is another laugh, "It's alright, Pietro." she tells him with a smile. She sits up a little straighter though when she smells the food, "Thank you for running to get food, I appreciate it." she tells him. "My stomach is going to regret this, but I am not." she muses to that as she gets a fry and breathes out a sigh, "Welp, here's to it going straight to my hips." she shrugs.

Pietro Maximoff has posed:
There was a shared moment, he's sure of it. The two women were operating on a different wave-length. Alas, he missed it. Napkins are provided, as are the drinks and utensils as needed. "Of course. I wouldn't want you wasting away in a hospital bed." He grins. "Just go slow, so your stomach can register when you're full properly."

A glance to Lorna. Yep. Something is up. "Grilled chicken for you, Lorna. Should still be nice and hot." And it assuredly is! It all got delivered in record time!

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna Dane reaches out to accept the offered chicken from Pietro with a faint nod of thanks. "He's right, as long as you eat slowly and stop when you start to feel full, I imagine it won't harm your recovery in any way. Besides, you've been through a traumatic experience. You probably need some calories to make up for it." Made sense to her.

"Thank you Pietro, it really was sweet of you to grab us all dinner. How have you been holding up as it is?" She eyes him studiously. "You have been resting, right?"

Micola Maximoff has posed:
Micola gazes at Pietro as she eats a few of the fries, "I'm most assuredly not going to waste away in a hospital bed if you are here." she tells him with a wink. She sobers though and nods to the two of them, "Yeah, I'd rather not throw up while this wound is in my side." she states. "Mmmm. Calories." she grins to the fries as she eats another one. Then she falls quiet as she eats and looks to see what Pietro's answer to Lorna is.

Pietro Maximoff has posed:
"I have been resting, Lorna. Micola's mother already gave me the mom-talk about taking care of myself, while taking care of her. There's a lot to unpack, but I am doing better." Pietro mentions. "And you're quite welcome. Getting out for a run helps, honest." A nod from the man as he settles into the open chair.

"Yes, no getting sick. I imagine that much torso activity would be... unpleasant." He says, watching a moment as Micola digs in. Making sure everything is all right, of course.

Lorna Dane has posed:
Lorna Dane gives an apparent sound of approve. Apparent at least because her mouth is currently full of a bite of grilled chicken and she's busy chewing. That doesn't mean she's not listening too though! Talk of getting mommed at does cause her to pause and regard Pietro thoughtfully. Come to think of it, she new precious little of the twins mother compared to her own. Something to discuss later perhaps.

"That's good to hear," she finally gets out when pausing to wipe her lips with a napkin. "I know I tend to push myself when worried. I guess it's easier to spot when others do it. I'm also glad to hear you're getting along with Micola's mother." Looking back to Micola she offers, "You said you had some ideas for the family crest. I'm looking forward to seeing what you've come up with."

Micola Maximoff has posed:
Micola takes a testing bite of her cheeseburger and she'd do her little wiggle dance of happiness if she didn't think that it would hurt. So she doesn't. She gives a soft smile to them as they talk and then she's washing down the burger with a bit of water. "Mom had been wanting to meet him since I brought up I was seeing someone. I'm just sorry it had to be in the hospital." she admits.

"The sketches are still at home...I'm hoping they're still in the case that I had them in. If not I'll go to the RAFT and kick that man in his shins." she grumps at that as she shoves another fry in her mouth.

Pietro Maximoff has posed:
Once the two women are digging in, Pietro starts in on his own burger. A nod to Lorna and a grin. "I think, all things considered, it was a good meeting. I am sure she understands the situation, and that we'd both wanted something different in terms of a first meeting." A smile to Micola.

A brief second to recall. "No, I don't think anything was taken from the apartment." He says, trying to alleviate that concern. "No need to revisit that person." There is most certainly venom, when speaking of the man detained in the RAFT.

Lorna Dane has posed:
"I could arrange a visit to the RAFT no doubt if you need to punch him, however, I'd be just as happy to know he's locked up and the key is lost," Lorna remarks with a shake of her head. Of course the criminal's transport was being monitored to ensure he GETS there.