Back from the Dead- Eliyah

Tid
Kl. 8:00
Dato
1 Maj. 2018...et par dage efter hans død
Sted
Hospitalet i Gaia
Omgivelser
Et venterværelse med en masse patienter og borger som venter
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Azrael looked down at his hands, the were shaking, he had not been this nervous in years, not since he became Pharos…or a father…this was a whole new experience, something he had never tried. But then again, who had died and come home in a new body, not many! And it was so fucking weird! Having to very different people in one body, who wanted very very very different things in life! It was a bloody roller-coaster…he looked around at all the people, just sitting there waiting for a doctor or nurse to come and help them, it was very surreal feeling.

God…this is going to be weird….fuck I hope he won’t be mad at me…I did just die….in front of him…fuck…maybe I should just leave and wait until I have a better explanation…than hey im back I didn’t die! Surprise!!! he looked around and felt his face heat up when he saw everybody staring at him *what never seen a man talk to himself! Assholes…* a tiny giggle bubble up inside him, Oh Azzy…you really care to much about the ones you love….you have a new life and you are still stuck in you old one…so pathetic…, the voice that did not belong to him, it was darker and more sinister…*John shut up! If they didn’t think we were insane before they do now!* he shouted inside his head to the stupid laughing demon.

Azrael Ahmose! Dr. Eliyah will see you now the nurse said into the microphone, Azrael sighed and got up and made his way over to Eliyah’s office, he took a deep breath and knocked

Eliyah... Well, he'd had better days. Just watching your half-brother die right infront of you wasn't quite something he'd ever wanted. Even back when he hadn't really known if what he did back in Egypt had killed him, that wasn't anything he'd ever wanted, either. His only consolation, really, was that at least they'd become friends again right before he passed. Too bad they hadn't met years earlier and gotten more time together, again. He'd really missed how close they had been way back in the old days.

But still, life goes on, and so he was back at the hospital. Today was one of the few shifts not spend in the children's part of the hospital. Some of his colleagues were ill right now, and so, they'd needed him to substitute for them, which was why he was tending to the adults today.

But when he was handed the papers of the next person to come into the room he had for the day, he was sure he read it wrong at first, or they'd mixed something up. It couldn't be, right? But he still looked up when he heard the knock onthe door. "Enter," he simply said, and had the usual smile back in place, that he usually greeted patients with. And, well, the man that walked inside didn't look like who he thought it might've been, looking at the name on the paper, of course - the vibe he got off of the man told him this was a demon, too. There'd been no reason to get his hopes up too high, after all. He put down the papers and stood up shortly to shake hands with the man, before he sat down, eyes scanning over him, already trying to decipher anything that might be wrong. "So, what brings you here today?" another standard questions, asked to anybody coming in here. Of course, Eliyah was wearing his white scrubs and coat, the stethoscope as always hanging around his neck, the ID card on the front pocket.

Azrael opened the door and stepped inside, he looked up and smiled at his brother, oh right...umm....how to start this...hmm this was a lot more thought out in my head... he nervously looked around the tiny doctor's office before his eyes landed on his brother one more time.sooo what do you know about soul sharing....or well...a body with two souls inside it? he pursed his lips before continuing let's say that i...your brother wasn't dead...but that im him...because i jumped into this body...and now i kinda have t share it with the bastard that it really belongs to? on a scall from 1-10...would you believe me?

He looked at his shoes and not sure how the fuck he was gonna explain this...probably why he still hadn't told the rest of his loved ones that he was still alive and in a new body....it was a fucking mess! oh god why the fuck didn't he just die! this was so hard!! *the reason is that you are disgusting and love these stupid apes! and angel...ew really so ew....i almost just want to take control to piss him off....angel are so much fun!* Azraels eyes widen in fear at the thought that John would do something...anything to Eliyah...*why wouldn't i!!! he's cute...nice ass...was your ass also that cute? if so i really missed out on a great time...*. Azrael shook his head Eliyah....im not crazy...i really am your stupid....selfish brother... he sagged against the wall behind him in exhaustion...

Eliyah had been sitting there, ready to write his observations into the patient journal, as he did with everybody else... When he heard what the man tried to explain, and he furrowed his brows slightly as he got a little closer, still sitting on the wheeled stool all the doctors got in their rooms. He stopped around one meter away from the man, furrowing his brows as he calmly listened.

Until, at the end, when he lifted his eyebrows instead, clearly thinking about it for a small while, at first. He hadn't ever heard of such a coincidence, before... But he'd still seen a lot of weird shit during his millenia, so... Maybe... It wasn't really that farfetched? "... Depends," he finally said, back to furrowing his eyebrows a little. But that rambling sure did sound like Azrael, alright. He just needed to know for sure...

"... If you can tell me something only my real brother would know about himself, me and my first wife." here he was specifically thinking of the time where Azrael had helped him get Tzipporah out of the palace without any guards or, really, anybody else, seeing them or her. The woman who would later on become his first wife and the mother of his eldest children. That was a secret they'd kept from everybody as even for a princ eof Egypt, it would've had grave consequences to help a slave get out of such a predicament.

He looked up and smirked are we talking about how I was the one to marry her, but instead I helped you smuggle Tzipporah out of the palace in the middle of the night… where any normal person was sleeping… and sometime after you left me, found her and got married… he said with a bit of dramatic flair. He sighed and sat himself down on the chair opposite Eliyah and slowly tugged up his pants but now that I am here brother dear…maybe you could take a look at my leg? Stump? By Anubis why did I chose a broken body his voice dropped a couple of octaves and this dark aura started to surround him my body is not broken! If you hate it so much then leave! John shouted completely taking over and shutting Azrael out.

You should thank me! If I hadn’t agreed to this you would be dead you pathetic little shit! So stop moaning about only having one fucking leg you vain, narcissistic bastard he shouted out angrily, before he let the stupid little witch back in control. Sorry about him…still not used to sharing this body…or any of it really…umm you broke my arm once…because you more or less dropped me when we were flying… we dropped over ripe fruit on to fathers advisers… he sighed what more can I say little brother?

Eliyah didn't take his eyes off of Azrael as he heard him begin to explain... And, well, that right there was already proof enough for him, as he sure as hell knew he hadn't been talking about it with anybody else, and he'd made his brother swear he wouldn't, either... and the Azrael he knew kept his promises. Always. At least, he'd always kept his promises to Eliyah.

A soft smile was on his lips as he'd begun moving in to start looking at the leg stump, but sort of froze in his tracks when he heard the demon's voice. Well, it was pretty damn clear that they were two souls in one body now, yes. Silently, he sort of agreed with the demon - at least in the vain and narcissistic part, Azrael had sorta always been that. Sometimes more than others, though.

"No worries... I believe you." he calmly said, the smile slightly widened again. "I'm just happy to have you back." he then said, before returning to his work, examining the leg stump. "Well... I think you might need a new prosthetic. The old one seems to gnaw in places it shouldn't. Doesn't fit quite right... Might have at some point, but it doesn't, anymore."

A soft smile was on his lips as he'd begun moving in to start looking at the leg stump, Azrael winched and looked away, not wanting to see how bad his…their leg had gotten…the only plus side to this whole body thing was that…well he didn’t hate the person he was sharing with so that was a plus. "No worries... I believe you." His brother calmly said, the smile slightly widened again. glade to be back… and thank you f0or believing me… I still don’t know how to tell my… oh god im not a witch anymore…so he’s not my mate…fuck…if this whole mess wasn’t bad already…

He gave displeased grunt and gave his brother the stink eye when he said he needed a new stupid prosthetic. He sighed he hated that thing anyway, it kept on getting infected and was so fucking uncountable. if it’s better than this I can wait…this thing is nothing but a pain in the ass he said with a chuckle what time do you get off tonight? Maybe we could have some more time to talk I mean….this is only the second time in 3000 years we have spoken…so how do you feel about getting a drink when you clock out? he said the hopefulness bleeding though his voice and posture.

Eliyah just looked up at his brother with a soft smile on his lips, before he returned to looking at the stump, noticing the infection and how bad it'd actually gotten, from continuous wear of the ill-fitting peg. "Yea... That's a whole other mess." he said, sighing at Azrael's words. "But if he loves you he'll be able to look past that and accept you as you are, now."

"And yes, a new prosthetic will be much, much better than walking around on this. I'd actually recommend we get rid of this right now, so we can make a cast and send it to the company that makes the prosthetics. Then I'll give you antibiotics and crutches to get back home... That leg really needs a break right now, so this will definitely be the best course of action for it, and for you to feel as little pain as possible from it." he turned to get back behind his computer screen, filling things into the patient journal, to prescribe the antibiotics and pair of crutches that he'd get from the hospital, as well as get in contact with the prosthetics company, before he turned to smile at his big brother again. "I'm off around midnight. Maybe a bit later if an emergency comes in - but hang on a second, I'll get the stuff for taking the mold." and then with a soft pat to Azrael's shoulder, he left the room, to return five minutes later with the stuff, all on a rolling table for ease.

Azrael sighed looking back down at his shoe but i messed up so bad...even when we were a couple...if you could even call us that...i kept messing up and hurting him...what if we weren't meant to be, and the universe just played one big joke on me.... he said dejectedly, he had no clue what he was doing or why he was even doing it...but he needed someone to just tell him that even if he would never be himself again, the people he loved would still be there for him.

You want me to walk around on crutches like an invalid! he was not having that! he might not have his body hell he might not even be exotic and beautiful anymore, but he still had his bloody dignity! and walking around invalid was not something he was remotely interested in...thank you very much! Azrael stuck his tongue out when Eliyah patted his back talking about molds and god know what! and just left the room! he just left Azrael all alone! what kind of person no doctor just!!! uhg he hated not having both his legs.
this is all your fault...what kind of idiot allows someone to coop his leg off...don¨t you have any fucking sense of self-preservation!! jesus John ooh like you are any better Azzy!!. He huffed out an irritated breath and looked over to the door hoping his brother would be back soon

"Azrael. Look at me." Eliyah stepped over to put a hand on his brother's shoulder, then placed two fingers underneath his chin and raised his gaze to meet Eliyah's own brown eyes. "Don't keep on belittling yourself like that. No relationship is all easy-peachy all the way. There will always be bumps, and they will be bigger or smaller. But it won't ever work if you don't fight for it. If you really want it, and you fight for it - I'm sure he will still see you for what you are. An incredibly hard working and kind guy - even if you do try to hide that kindness a bit too much, in my opinion." he told him with a soft, reassuring smile. "And for what little consolation it is - I'll stay by your side as long as you'll have me. From here and to the end of times. Okay?" then he gave his shoulder a tiny squeeze, before returning to the thing with the prosthetic.

"Your leg needs the break. So yes, for a week or two you will need the crutches. Unless you want to stay inside an hobble around on one leg, which won't be good for the healthy leg, either." Eliyah told him calmly, with just a small, soft sigh. His brother took his pride way too seriously, sometimes. It only took five minutes before he was back with the rolling table, and pulled a small rolling chair over, too, before he took some disinfectant, and then looked back at Azrael. "This is going to hurt. A lot. The gnawing sores from the peg are very infected." he told him, and once he'd gotten some sot of go from his big brother, he began disinfecting the wounds. When that was over and done with, he began mixing the substances needed to make the cast.

Azrael looked at his brother and sighed as his chin was lifted up so he could look in to his eyes, he gave Eliyah a tight smile I know you are right…but im just not good at letting myself be happy…the only people I have loved have all left me…im too much to insecure…to shy…witch I still don’t get…I wear my heart on my selves…and it always goes wrong…but I want him…god do I want him…I want everything with that man, and I hope he wants that with me to…its just I don’t know what to do if he doesn’t…and on some level…he might be okay with letting me go…because our relationship was not the fairytale I hoped it would be….i mean he is my soulmate…he is supposed to love me…want me…but what if he doesn’t…. he said looking at his brother, giving him the same soft smile I know you will…and that makes me happier than you will ever know he then put his hand on top of Eliyah’s .

He gave his little brother a dirty look you suck…why did was this the only body that was willing to let me in….i should have found a better one he mumbled under his breath. He just raised his eyebrow at Eliyah’s words trust me I have ex…MOTHERFUCKER!!!! he shouted when Eliyah began disinfecting the wounds.

"I know you're not, but you should just cut yourself some more slack. You're much better than you've ever given yourself credit for." he calmly said, a reassuring smile on his lips, one hand moving to Azrael's shoulder to give it a soft squeeze, after which he shrugged. "I'm your little brother. I'm not just gonna abandon you like that. I didn't give up on talking to you through three millennia, why would I give up on you now?"

"It's not my fault your leg is in such a bad state," was all he had to say to the 'you suck', thing, before he had fetched the stuff, and disinfected the stump. A soft smile appeared on his lips when, of course, Azrael still shouted even though he had clearly been about to say he had experience with pain. Yea, but this was always an extremely sharp one, not to be taken lightly - especially with this kind of nasty infection. "Theere we go..." Eliyah muttered, wiping the stump clean once more, before he began packing on the still semi-liquid silicone, that would take a perfect mold of the stump, so they later could custom-fit the prosthetic.

I know…it’s this idiots fault….he didn’t want to look after himself better…I just chose to hop into this stupid body… he muttered before looking away. He slowly started to unclench his fist as Eliyah whipped the stump clean thank you…i…we will try to look after ourselves better in the future…even if this one is even more stubborn than me he said with a small laugh looking down at his leg. He let out a small sigh when the liquid silicone hit his skin.

Oh…that feels…weird…and kinda nice??he closed his eyes letting his body relax, as he started to drift off his mind started to wander as he started to remember a time dear fucking everything was so much easier! How did he end up here…after everything he had done to look after himself…and yet he still ended up here in someone else’s body! Fuck!!

Thanks…you know…for dealing with me all these years…and not giving up on me…when most people would he whispered out finally opening his eyes smiling brightly at his brother for the first time that day. Good god! Have I always been this depressing! he said with a laugh Anyway…after this I will buy you dinner okay little brother Azrael said leaning back in his chair smiling.

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Eliyah just smiled and shook his head - he almost didn't believe anybody could be more stubborn than Azrael himself, but maybe he had finally been beaten. Well, at least that meant he got a taste of his own medicine, he guessed. He didn't say anything at all while he cleaned the stump and began pouring the silicone on it, making sure it got into every small crevice it could, to ensure Azrael got the best fit for the new prosthetic when time came for that.

"You're not the first one to say that," he chuckled, as they waited the minutes needed for the silicone to harden, before he popped it off. "There... Ready to send, to get your new prosthetic... Do you have a place to stay right now, so I can just come by with it later?" and if he didn't, he'd offer Azrael to live with him for the time being, of course. A soft smile got into place with his brother's words, too, and he reached out a hand to gently lay on Azrael's shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I won't ever give up on you. Come on, with that charming smile and glint in your eye you've still got, how can I?" he joked, then laughed, and nodded. "Yea... that sounds fine. I'm off at 5:30."

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