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Who: Achilles [Open to Patroclus and/or Polyxena]
What: Achilles gets released from the hospital
When: Sunday afternoon
Where: Hospital (I don't have one in my head, and I'm being lazy. Whichever you want Lara!)

Ares had really done Achilles in this time. His whole head was still pounding, drilling out noises as if he were in a tunnel somewhere. With some broken ribs and a dislocated jaw, and some more broken bones that made his whole body tense. He may have spoken out of turn, but he did not feel it just to pander to gods who thought their actions were the end of all. He had stood up for his friend, he felt he had done him justice, even if it had made his mother cry.

The nurses shuffled in and out checking their lists, his IV to be sure all was still comfortable. He hated being in hospitals. The last time he had been in one was when he had visited Patroclus' bedside after he had foolishly let Hybris take over his actions. This time Achilles had not be mouthy for his own glory. He had not been arrogant, he had spoken the truth, and still the gods pandered to each other like lap dogs. 

Groggily Achilles looked out the window. He had been away from Briseis and Deirdre for days. He hoped that whomever was there was looking after them as well as he would. He didn't struggle, but he was determined to get out of there before another day passed. Being inside silent walls made him uneasy.

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Patroclus had avoided going to see Achilles because he knew the man was hurt because of him. He wanted to praise Achilles for his protection and also curse it. He was conflicted and it pained him.

He entered Achilles' room with a slight knock. He winced as he saw the state Achilles was in and his heart started to pound.

Get control of yourself, soldier.

"Cousin, you did this for me."

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His jaw had been put back in place, but there was still bruising. They'd iced it for days so the swelling could go down, it just hurt, but pain was something Achilles was used to internally. Physical pain was nothing in comparison.

For a moment he still stared out the window, seeing Patroclus' reflection against the glass panes. "Cousin..." was all he got out, turning to face the man he'd stood up for time and time again.

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"Achilles," Patroclus had no idea what to say. "You shouldn't have done this." Which was basically his way of saying thank you.

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"It is my duty to defend you, brother." He shifted in his bed, ignoring that wallop of pain as it washed over him. "This is nothing. Not standing up for the truth would have been far worse."

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Patroclus sighed and he let himself sink into a chair near Achilles' bedside. "It means so much to me that you defended me, Achilles. Though now I feel guilty you are here because of me."

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Achilles sighed not about to let Patroclus beat himself up over this. "This isn't about you feeling guilty. I did this to defend your honor, for the man you are. Not to let some dubious god treat you like filth. I don't care what the consequences are, who it hurt. I wouldn't stand by to that."

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"No...no I- I know you couldn't." Patroclus sighed and he rubbed at his eyes. "Achilles, you know Hermes does that- that kind of- He does what he did to me often. It was no different to him than what he gets up to every day."