Yue chuckled a little. "Feel better?" she asked.

Instead of answering, James kissed her again. But then he was interrupted, his costume people were complaining.

Yue chuckled a little before pushing him toward his staff.

James complained but was quickly swept away.

A few days later, the doctor came to check up on Rosen and Long. He took Rosen's blood-work. Then double checked it. Then he looked at Long, "Did something happen?"

Rosen hadn't been eating or drinking, he hadn't so much as moved unless Long forced him. It looked like he just planned to fade away.

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Frei finally woke but was still too weak to walk around much.

"... No," Long replied simply.

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Fin still hadn't shown his face in the Juttle.

The doctor didn't seem to believe him as he hooked Rosen up to a variety of different drugs. "Keep an eye on him," he ordered Long as he took a look at Long's blood work.

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Wolfe forced Frei to keep resting for now.

Long's previous trend was continuing like usual.

The doctor sighed, upping Long's medication before he left.

So Long continued to stare at the ceiling like usual.

Eventually Rosen got a call from a pissed of Snow. He didn't move to answer it but her face came on the screen automatically. She berated him for awhile for acting like Long and then proceeded to cuss him out for wasting her time. Didn't seem to help much. But eventually he told her to shut up, which was the first words he'd said in days. Then, slowly, she got him to talk more and the more he talked the more his personality flared back. Eventually they got into a shouting match which ended in Snow hanging up on him. Rosen was not done venting through and starting taking out all his pent up anger on Long.

Long didn't move or react as if Rosen was still laying there blankly.

Rosen was cussing him out again before struggling to his feet, "I've just about had it with you!" he decided, "If I'm not giving up, you're not giving up either. I'll get you to react even if I have to tie a bunch of pink ribbons in your hair myself!"

Still no reaction from Long. It would probably take more than words.

Rosen cursed at his useless hands for a moment before slowly grinning, "If I can't die... then I simply make you miserable. Such fun memories won't haunt me," he decided before calling for the girls. They arrived shortly, very happy to see cutieboy Long again. "We're... going to give him a make over," Rosen explained and they shrieked a little with excitement, eyeing their prey.

It wasn't clear if Long had even noticed the guests yet.

Rosen started bellowing orders, getting caught up with his newest idea like he usually did. Pretty soon, two of the girls were trying to get Long to sit up.

Long didn't resist, but he wasn't very cooperative either. He seemed locked in this zombie like state.

Once he was seated, Rosen told the girls that he wanted Long's hair restyled and cut cutely. They were all too happy to comply and started snipping away. Another one of the girls fed Rosen and gave him some water.

Long didn't seem to notice. It looked like he'd let Rosen do whatever he wanted to him.

Rosen was quickly reverting back to his old self. He continued to shout orders. One girl applied make-up, another found and put cute bows in Long's hair.

Rosen started at Long for a moment, "He needs a dress," he decided with a cruel smile. He wanted to embarrass Long as much as possible.

Rosen had still failed to get a reaction out of Long.

The girls began to undress Long.

Long let them, some faint scars left on his body from his injuries.

Quickly they slipped into a rather pretty but bright pink dress. "Good..." Rosen grinned, "Now go get the largest mirror you can find!"

When they brought one back, Rosen forced Long's head to look straight at it, "Are you disgusted, Long?" he demanded harshly.

Long's eyes were looking, but he it didn't appear as if he was seeing anything.

"Look at yourself!" Rosen shouted in his ear. The girls started getting a little uncomfortable.

Still nothing. Rosen's words weren't getting through to him.

Rosen leaned forward and licked his cheek. Some of the girls started to sneak from the room.

Long blinked a little, starting to come out of it a little.

"Look at the mirror," Rosen hissed in his ear.

It took a little while, but Long finally seemed to see the reflection in the mirror as he stared back at himself blankly.

"Does it disgust you?" Rosen asked eagerly in his ear. The remaining girls slowly started to leave as well.

Long was silent for a minute or two before asking blankly, "Who is it?"

Rosen cussed quietly, "You!" he spat, "Obviously!"

Long blinked again, not seeming to recognize himself.

Rosen sighed a little, "You can't even recognize yourself?" he muttered, "What the terra? Haven't you gone in disguise before?"

Long didn't reply, still trying to find himself in the reflection.

Rosen muttered something as he walked back go his bed. All that work and no reaction, so lame.

As Rosen walked off, Long slowly took a few steps toward the mirror. He put his still healing hand on the mirror as a tear ran down his face.