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For the most part, he has been following the advice given to him by Mary and Merriman. Thus- Wellard has been up in his room (with the occasional foray down to the bar for food he does not eat much of), resting. Not sleeping- or at least that has not gone well, but he still has a couple books that he had gotten a while ago that have not been read yet.

Date: 2006-04-30 10:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
Sharpe waited in the bar to see if Wellard would come down, mindful of the job Jason gave him.

When he didn't, he came upstairs looking. He knocks at the door, now.

Date: 2006-04-30 10:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
A long pause, before a muffled, "yes?"

If Mary has come up to scold him again, well.

Date: 2006-04-30 10:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
It's not Mary. As becomes clear when Sharpe calls through the door, "Can I come in, lad?"

Date: 2006-04-30 10:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
A few more moments, and soon the door opens. "Mr Sharpe, sir." Wellard blinks.

"... Of course. Is something the matter?"

Sharpe has most likely seen his share of soldiers that came down with illness or infection that they never quite ever fully recovered from- though usually they were sent back from the front lines as soon as they were well enough to do so. Wellard would fit into that category, at the moment.

Date: 2006-04-30 10:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
He has. And he's seen them die, if they weren't quite fighting fit.

"Came to tell you Jason and I are taking Archie to his city, for a stag party. But you don't look in any fit state to come."

Date: 2006-04-30 10:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
At least there is quite less chance of that happening here at Milliways.

Wellard blinks, then sighs quietly, stepping back and rubbing at his eyes. "That would be a rather good observation, Mr Sharpe."

Date: 2006-04-30 10:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
Sharpe steps into the room, studying the boy.

"What is it, lad?"

Date: 2006-04-30 10:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
Wellard sits back down on the edge of the bed, giving Sharpe a shrug as he thinks.

"... Just... Ah." He is rather backed into a corner, on this one.

Date: 2006-04-30 10:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"Truth, lad." His voice is gentle, but implacable. "It won't leave this room."

To prove it, he closes the door behind him.

Date: 2006-04-30 10:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
A sigh and Wellard frowns. "There isn't anything to do but wait it out- and I have talked to someone and that was the advice I was given."

Date: 2006-04-30 10:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"....I don't believe anyone worth listening to told you to wait it - whatever it is - out alone in your room, with no one to help."

Date: 2006-04-30 10:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
"... Laudanum, sir. Though I had thought I had gotten over it months ago, a bit after I first arrived here." He shakes his head, and looks back up to Sharpe.

"I did get over it, and haven't gotten anymore and never touched it again, I swear. But apparently, even some time after..."

Date: 2006-04-30 10:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
Sharpe's jaw sets.

"What butcher gave you that?" he demands, striding over to look at the boy. "And you're having problems again now, after you got well?"

Date: 2006-04-30 11:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
Wellard is, thankfully, well enough to roll his eyes. "Doctor Clive, aboard the Renown, sir." He mutters. 'Butcher' was a well fitting description of said doctor.

Then he nods, shrugging.

Date: 2006-04-30 11:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"I've never known that happen", he says, frowning. "Not once the effects stop, the first time. It's usually over, then, if you've got the strength."

Date: 2006-04-30 11:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
"What I thought as well too, but I have no other idea of what else it could be." Wellard motions to the small stack of books on the table- History of Opiates is clearly visable.

"I tried to find out, but most of what that books goes over, for actual effects, isn't quite clear."

Date: 2006-04-30 11:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"It feels like... like it did?"

Date: 2006-04-30 11:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
Another shrugs, and he rest his head in his hands.

"Close enough, at times. I- I almost fell, the other night." Quietly.

Date: 2006-04-30 11:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"...fell how?" he asks carefully.

He has suspicions, but he won't voice them without more cause.

Date: 2006-04-30 11:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
"I was talking to Miss Mary- Mary Lennox. She has been studying India, and I stood to look at some maps she had."

"I- I hurt, Mr Sharpe."

("Mister Matthews has beaten Mister Wellard to unconsciousness- Does He Continue?")

"I had been fine before, so I do not know." He sighs quietly. "I did almost pass out- which alarmed Mary to the point of her being quite cross with me." This does call up faint, wry smile.

Date: 2006-04-30 11:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"...oh, lad." There's nothing but sympathy - and sorrow - on his face now. He hates to see useless suffering like this. "It just came on when you stood? Nothing before that? And pain, not just dizziness?"

Date: 2006-04-30 11:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
"... Dizziness, yes." Quietly.

"Just like before. Dear God."

He looks up to Sharpe. "I've not had any of it, ever, since last fall. I swear I would not."

Date: 2006-04-30 11:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"I believe you, lad." It's sincere. "But... you've not spoken to anyone you didn't know? Anyone that could have done this?"

Date: 2006-04-30 11:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
Wellard blinks, and shakes his head. "Done this? I've met quite a few people recently, but how could anyone..."

Date: 2006-05-01 12:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"Easy enough to make someone ill, lad. With the powers some here have."

Date: 2006-05-01 12:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
"But I only know a couple people that do magic. Mister s'fFalen, who is on Security that I've met once, and then Miss Elda- and we are friends." He blinks.

"I do not think that I've gotten anyone upset at me."

Date: 2006-05-01 12:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"It's very hard to tell, sometimes", Sharpe says grimly. "Or maybe they weren't even upset. Maybe they were just bored."

Date: 2006-05-01 12:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
"I don't think it would be the case, with either of those two." Biting his lip.

Date: 2006-05-01 12:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"They're not the only magic-users in the bar, though."

It's a theory. But it's the only one that makes sense to him.

Date: 2006-05-01 12:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
"... But I still haven't done anything to anyone."

Date: 2006-05-01 12:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"No. But... you served, lad. You don't honestly think any world's always that fair?"

Date: 2006-05-01 12:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
A mutter, and he frowns. "At least then there was a reason, if someone did something."

Date: 2006-05-01 12:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"We can hope. If there was a reason here, any reason, it'll make it easier to find them."

Date: 2006-05-01 12:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
"... Perhaps."

The idea does not fill him with optimism, however.

Date: 2006-05-01 12:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"If there was a them", he adds hastily. "But in the situation..."

Date: 2006-05-01 12:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"Aye. And I can't see any natural reason you'd be having problems, so long after they stopped."

Date: 2006-05-01 12:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
"... Do you think so then, sir?"

Date: 2006-05-01 12:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"I've seen this before", he says with a nod. "There's a bad time, in the beginning, but if you're strong enough to push through... that's usually the end of it. Not a respite of months then more withdrawal."

Date: 2006-05-01 12:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
He bites his lip, then nods. "... I had thought so, but..."

No other ideas as to what it could be.

Date: 2006-05-01 12:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"So. The only thing I can think is someone brought this on deliberately."

Date: 2006-05-01 12:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
It is rather hard to think of which may be worse- that despite logic, the laudanum withdrawls had come back, or that someone with magic had done this deliberately. Wellard rubs at his eyes again.

"... Would you please not tell this to Mr Kennedy and Jason? Just give them my regrets?"

Date: 2006-05-01 01:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"Not a word, lad", he promises. "I'll be in to check on you when I can."

Date: 2006-05-01 01:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
"I've seemed to be doing well enough today, so." He shrugs, and smiles faintly.

"I will see you later then, Mr Sharpe."

Date: 2006-05-01 01:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] and-far-away.livejournal.com
"Later", he agrees, then offers a wicked grin. "Jason'll bring pictures, maybe."

Date: 2006-05-01 01:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
Wellard blinks, and then facepalms.

He knows Jason, so he can only imagine what sort of pictures those may be.

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