Izuku hadn't been good at taking care of himself for a long time now. He'd been okay, when he'd still been human. He'd still been eating and sleeping and he hadn't had a care in the world. Or -- well, he had. He'd had a lot of worries. But the Izuku of today? Well -- he wasn't as great at all of that. The days he remember to eat were between far and few, and mostly when the hunger pains really get him. If it weren't for the thick fur over his pelt, his ribs might've been more obvious. But as it was, it wasn't really obvious. His fur wasn't really patchy or thin despite any of this for some reason. For that matter Izuku hadn't slept in at least a few days and everything was gross and awful. He'd been trying so hard to catch up on his studies that everything was falling apart around him. Which was probably why Izuku hadn't actually noticed the symptoms -- everything was gross as was, with his eyes and his paw and all of the crying. He just thought it was normal.
Unfortunately, that wasn't .. quite .. the case. Yesterday had been pretty bad -- everything was so hard to recognize and he'd thrown up once or twice. He'd waved it off, of course. That happened sometimes, and everything had been fine after a reluctant nap. Besides, that just .. happened .. sometimes. Today he was less lucky. Everything hurts. It'd been more subtle on the days before and especially when he'd walked so far to events. But he hadn't done anything today. And it wasn't even based around his leg, his bones just .. hurt. Not quite in the way it would when it came to his quirk, but ... he doesn't know. He'd already vomited a few times and his stomach hurt, too. He's not even entirely sure where he is -- somewhere in the snow around the village. He's curled up in a little ball, both paws wrapped around his stomach even though it's really uncomfortable to hold. Not only because of his injured paw, but just cause cats weren't meant to really do that. But the human-like gesture is enough to provide him comfort as he shakes next to a pile of his own vomit, shaking and gasping. Wh .. where was he? He w .. he was .... somewhere. He's not sure, but he's kind of scared and he's ... alone. He doesn't want to be alone.
His throat burns -- everything feels too warm sometimes, but he doesn't get that 'cause he's in the .. cold, and sometimes its really cold which he does understand, at least. He needs ... something. A lot of things, really. His mom, All Might, his friends. He can't exactly get those, but that doesn't quite occur to the poor boy. What he can get is medicine, but Izuku doesn't know what he needs. Mari ... no, nonono that wasn't right. Storebought? Of course, his mom would .. no. Nono that wasn't right either. What was right? Something. He needed something and he didn't know what and he doesn't know. Ginger, berry, cinnamon, close but not right. Why does he know .. ? .. He doesn't know .. where he is. Or .. what's going on. He squeezes his eyes shut. Hurts. Hurts. He doesn't know .. what to do. Home ..? Where .....? He tries to lift his head, but only opens his eyes for a moment before shutting them. Bad. Too bright, his head. Tiring. That's okay, he'll just .. he'll just lay here. It's fine. He'll be ... he'll be okay. Mom will collect him. .. She won't. She won't, she won't see him again. His breath hitches, but he knows he knows he knows. What's wrong? He doesn't know. Somebody will ... somebody will, at least. He thinks. God. His thoughts are disjointed and he doesn't .. get it.




//tl;dr somebody PLEASE get this sick, sick boy out of the snow :^(
ok so!! starting as of this weekend im gonna inactive so i decided to finally put this plot into action lol. itll last for about,, 2 weeks i guess?? ill post retro posts whenever i can but everythings kinda Fucked
so, explanation of how this will develop since im not sure ill be there to post update threads all the time. so, for the first few days, it'll just seem like a really bad unidentifiable illness. he'll be rlly delirious and in pain, throwing up very frequently. These symptoms will grow worse as time goes on. He'll start rapidly losing weight regardless of what anybody does. For a few days in the middle of the whole thing, he'll be in a coma-like state and like,,, on the verge of death idk. esp since he's like,, half of his original weight, which,, wasn't really heavy to begin with?? After this, though, he gradually starts to recover, and by the last few days he outta the woods, basically. ill try to post a thread regarding him waking up or something by then but it might be kind of delayed lmfao

ATBASH CIPHER

i should've said what i hear
i should have let myself fear

bio | female | chief [leader] of snowbound

Honestly, Izuku was just the worst at knowing his health in the first place. He could have a broken hand and he'd forget till he moved it. He's sorry to say this but honestly, thank god for pain. Sometimes. Other times it was just a nuisance. Like now. It was awfully scary. He hadn't even seen it coming considering he just brushed literally every symptom off like it's fine. And honestly? Yeah, whatever. Izuku didn't care about his health, anyways. Just so long as he could keep doing what he was doing he was fine with whatever was going on. Because he was stubborn and reckless and people didn't tend to stop him so he just kept on going 'till he just .. couldn't, anymore.
Honestly, though. The little, bitty semi-coherent part of him right now wasn't really .. expecting anybody to notice or care about his absence for a while. He did always had a tendency to wander off into the great unknown just for fun, but then again, Izuku was injured. Too injured to do that, he means.
"Mmn," Izuku grimaces at the nudge, and Atbash's voice is like .. he's not sure, like a bee or something. a very annoying bee. Not that Atbash was annoying, but he also didn't really have the cohesion to understand. Well, until, wearily, he looks up to see her. And, with a lapse of memory, he's .. startled. Oh god that's a yellow cat, he thinks a little hysterically, and it was talking and where even is he why's he in the snow. Where's his mom? It takes a little glance at his paws and then. Oh god. He's maybe a little panicked and he's definitely delirious and then -- oh, right. Reality, once again, hits him like a truck, and the shaking little form of Izuku looks back up at Atbash. "'Bash" He mumbles, then his head is falling back against the snow with a little plop. Hurts. Moving had hurt, too. He doesn't even know how he .. got here? In the snow. He keeps on forgetting and he doesn't .. like it. Doesn't like any of this 'cause none of it makes sense and he doesn't like how he feels. Something. Medicine. Needs something and he can't get it. Oof.

ATBASH CIPHER

i should've said what i hear
i should have let myself fear

bio | female | chief [leader] of snowbound

Well, if all else failed, Atbash could at least consult some medicine books. God knows Izuku had a lot of those, with his own set and Jacob's. Also the handful that would be in the library with the rest of the guide-lesson books. Izuku hadn't looked through those ones yet, though -- at least, not most of them. He had started on a new series of medical books to memorize from, 'cause they all had different ways of doing things. He'd been planning on another re-read on his old ones afterwards 'cause his memory when it came to medicine was pretty awful. But! This is way, way besides the point.
Moving Izuku doesn't pose much of a difficulty, really. Once he'd recognized Atbash, he hadn't been resistant to her presence. He was probably calmer, knowing somebody was there at all. Besides, he basically trusted her with his life already. As such, when shuffled onto the stretcher, it's not any bit difficult at all. He probably would have been a bit more helpful if he was coherent, but even so, he does drag himself just a little sometimes. Key word, sometimes. That was probably all you could really ask of a sick person, really. Anyways, once he's on, dragging him shouldn't be .. impossible, at least. He was kind of small and light for a Maine Coon cat, luckily for Atbash, even if he was kind of big compared to a regular cat. Which Atbash was .. not, as a Savannah, somewhat luckily. Anyways. Izuku doesn't really seem fully aware of whatever developments as he lays on the stretcher now, just happy enough he was not, in fact, laying directly in the snow. It was soft but it was cold, wasn't fun.

ATBASH CIPHER

i should've said what i hear
i should have let myself fear

bio | female | chief [leader] of snowbound