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animekittyninja-aka kiki Captain
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 Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 2:50 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 8:12 am
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º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø"Where am I?"
¦Zlata Augustine Lietchinsk¦Slovakia
"Why am I here?!"
All she could feel was a dull throbbing pain, in her head, as if she had a hangover, a really bad hangover...Zlata blearily opened her eyes, pressing a hand to her aching head. There was a lump there, as if she had been knocked out. Where was she?! Now now no need to panic, she told herself despite the rising beat of her heart, what's the last thing I remember? I remember walking home, yes it was particularly cold that night so I was wearing my coat and scarf...and then...and then, there was a thud, pain, then...nothing. Why can't I remember?! Was I attacked?! Despite an attempt to calm herself down the slovakian was scared, her palms were sweaty and her body shaky, her heart feeling as if it was going to burst right out of her chest...! Shakily she swung her legs over the side of the bed, looking round, her head jerking left, then right. There was a table with a board at the end of it and a pen next to the board. A slow realisation dawned upon Zlata, her heart drumming against her ribcage;"Vhy am I in an 'ospital?!" Just what had happened to her? There was a slow drip dripping noise, that horrible horrible pain, and she felt something cold run down the back of her neck. Slowly, nervously, she looked down...was that...was that blood?!
Out Of Cake: Slovak>>>English
"...I told you already, I'm not ill!" º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø
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animekittyninja-aka kiki Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2012 3:43 pm
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 George "Christian" JonesState of GeorgiaNurse Peaches
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 Peach 
The sound of heels clacking down the hall along with a set of wheels, like a cart of sorts, could be heard beign dragged down the hall. Every once in a while, the sound would disappear for a minute or two before it would once more begin approaching Room Eight. finally, like a bad horror movie, a shadow appeared just beyond the frosted window of the door to Zlata's room before jingling keys were heard and the distinct sound of the door unlocking. The door crept open and...
In walked a tall person-- perhaps slightly shorter than Russia had they not been wearing a pair of white heeled pumps, a peach-colored nurse dress, long blond hair pulled into a ponytail with a matching peach ribbon, and a pair of bright and innocent looking cyan eyes. The person pulled the cart of food behind them while grumbling lightly to themselves about a "stupid Dr. Awesome and his stupid uniform rules" when they looked up and blushed as they realized the patient in this room was awake. They blinked lightly for a moment before they cleared their throat and looked sheepishly down at the ground.
"Ah! G- Good morning. It's good to see that you are awake. I will go ahead and take your vitals and then leave you some food so that you may have some breakfast or something..." And as said, they stepped out of the room before returning with a small machine with several things that they would need to care for the patient. As they got closer, they noticed the blood and gasped lightly before running over to her and turning her shoulders so that he could get a better look. "Dear lord! Why in 'e hell didn' 'n'wone treat you yet?! You're bleeding!" The nurse seemed to get really nervous for a moment before they forced themselves to calm down before clearing their throat and putting on a small smile. "Ah, I- I mean, don't worry ma'am~! I will make sure you get this injury checked right away. I'm sure it's probably nothing major any ways..."
Out Of Coke ::
 Peach 
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 12:51 am
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º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø"Where am I?"
¦Zlata Augustine Lietchinsk¦Slovakia
"Why am I here?!"
The small nation started upright when she suddenly heard a strange...rolling?...sound, kind of like someone was pushing a cart. Zlata sighed in relief when she realised it was just a nurse, pushing a cart of food into her room. She was in a hospital after all! Looking upwards her eyes met that of a shy looking androgynous nurse. So she (or he) was here to check her vitals? That was a good thing...perhaps it would explain why she was bleeding. However when the nurse suddenly took her by the shoulder's in a nervous worrying manner Slovakia was uneased- was there something seriously wrong with her?
Shakily she opened her mouth to speak, but for some reason she just couldn't find what she wanted to say, without the first few letters coming out as an inaudible confusing tongue-tied mumble.
After a few miserable attempts, she simply nodded, brown eyes flickering anxiously around the room, avoiding the small red stain that was on the scratchy blanket that was placed on the low quality bed that she had previously been resting on. Her mind dizzily raced, trying to find some logical solution to why she was in hospital. There was the possibility she had been attacked, or knocked over or hit by accident....Zlata swallowed the lump that had risen in her throat. Try to relax, she told herself in a vain attempt to soothe her racking nerves, you're in a hospital, everything's going to be just fine...
Out Of Cake: Slovak>>>English
"...I told you already, I'm not ill!" º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø
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animekittyninja-aka kiki Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 10:08 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 3:11 am
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º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø"Where am I?"
¦Zlata Augustine Lietchinsk¦Slovakia
"Why am I here?!"
She watched as the nurse appeared to think for a moment before mumbling something about a 'Dr.Awesome'. That name...it sounded familiar, could it be...? No it couldn't be, she was in a hopsital, not at a world conference! But that name...why was it so familiar sounding? The nation shifted slightly on the bed to give the nurse a bit of room, she herself a little lost in thought.
That didn't last long though! Her thinking time was caught short by the nurse suddenly exclaiming that'd she be taking a visit to a 'Doctor Hero'. Why did that name sound familiar too?! Zlata stood up dizzily, still rather shaky and her head throbbing where blood was still dripping. Perhaps she was just overthinking this.
Upon the nurse offering her a wheelchair she immediately opened her mouth to protest, but soon realised that she wasn't really in the right state of health and mind to be walking around just yet. With a small scowl she slowly approached the wheelchair and reluctantly sat down. Normally she would have been quite chatty, but today her tongue felt like lead and her head seemed to be as heavy as a boulder from the mountains of her homeland. Despite how slow she felt, that niggling thought remained....just what had landed her in hospital?
Out Of Cake: Slovak>>>English
"...I told you already, I'm not ill!" º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø
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animekittyninja-aka kiki Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 9:27 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 1:42 am
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º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø"Where am I?"
¦Zlata Augustine Lietchinsk¦Slovakia
"Why am I here?!"
After a rather uncomfortable check up and the suggestion that she should rest, the nation reluctantly nodded, wincing at being strapped down and allowed herself to be wheeled to the halllway, where a lost anxious looking blonde was roaming, and further along were a couple of familiar faces. As the wheelchair was brought to a firm halt outside of her doorway she felt herself jolt upwards, the sensation bringing an unpleasantly hot feeling to her throat as if she felt like she was going to be sick. But perhaps it was all in her head.
Raising her head upwards she tried to look around, but the sharp pain in the back of her head forced her to rest of her on her shoulder. Had the bleeding stopped yet? What was going to happen to her? Before she could finish any more frantic thoughts she was wheeled briskly into the room she had woken up in. The walls were bare and the bed was made of cold smooth looking metal with a thin mattress on it. The sheets were still spattered with a few drops of crusty blood, which she realised with a shock, must be her own. "...Did I really bleed zhat much?" More importantly...how had she even got hurt, and why couldn't she remember? Trying to recall the memories only made her head hurt...
Out Of Cake: Slovak>>>English
"...I told you already, I'm not ill!" º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø
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animekittyninja-aka kiki Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 2:34 pm
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George "Christian" JonesState of GeorgiaNurse Peaches
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Peach
Nurse Peaches rolled the patient into the room and immediately caught sight of the blood-stained blankets and pillows. Well, that certainly wouldn't do. Then again, he took a look at the back of her head and saw it still had some of the crusted blood on the back of her head as well. Not good either. he should clean her and her room up. He walked to the bed and removed the blanket and pillow and walked out before returning once more with several sheets and blankets, a new blanket, and a pink bucket. The state sat the linen on the bed and walked the bucket over to a sink in the room before he returned to making the bed for her. Once done up nice and neat, he went back to the bucket and removed some bandaging and ointment from said bucket and filled the bucket with some luke warm water.
He walked over to her and wheeled her to the sink. He reached into the bucket and took out a sponge, which he wrung some of the access water from, and very gently dabbed near the spot where she had been bleeding earlier. He got the wound cleaned up and the blood washed from her hair and examined the spot where she had bleed with care. "Looks like you had hit your head fairly hard. Not enough to need stitches or staples though. That's always good, right~!" He reached out and took some of the ointment he'd brought and softly applied it to the wound so that the spot wouldn't produce too much scar tissue and leave a mark. He then grabbed the bandaging he'd brought in and wrapped it firmly, but not too tightly, around the top of Zlata's head to both cover her wound and to keep her head warm. He undid the buckle at her waist and helped her to her feet before he walked to injured patient to her bed and helped her get in and get tucked in under a number of blankets he had put on the bed. "And I know it probably looked bad, but that's just because head injuries bleed the most. That's why when you lose a tooth your mouth bleeds so much or when people get punched hard enough in the nose they get two black eyes." He checked to see if she was comfortable before he ran out once more.
This time when he returned, it was with an IV set up along with a bag of blood. He set it up next to her and prepped the spot he would insert the IV. Once she was ready, he carefully inserted the needle so as to cause her as little discomfort as possible and smiled to her. "Now, so that you don't get too alarmed, the blood is just there in case you lost more than I thought since you were looking a little pale. Also, the IV is at room temperature, which is colder than your normal body temperature. You might get a little chilly, so that's why I gave you so many blankets. You probably won't get thirsty since the fluids should over-hydrate your body. That's normal too. If at any time you need me to get you anything or if you need to get unhooked from the IVs to use the bathroom, let me know. Oh!" He ran back to the bucket and dumped it out before giving it a few rinses to get all of the blood water out. He then dried the outside of the container some before he returned to her and sat the pink bucket next to her. "In case you get sick and need to throw up." He closed his eyes and smiled kindly with a small tilt of his head and a blush on his cheeks as he clasped his hands in front of him. "Is there anything you need me to gt for you or any questions? If at any point you need me, there is a little blinking red button that links to the Nurses' desks. If we aren't at the desks," he reached into his pocket of the apron and held up a pager, "We'll get a beep from this thing telling us the room number needing assistance."
Out Of Coke ::
Peach
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 3:26 am
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º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø"Where am I?"
¦Zlata Augustine Lietchinsk¦Slovakia
"Why am I here?!"
The slovak allowed herself to be tended to, trying not to wince at the sensation the hot water and ointment brought with it...it was nice to be clean though, and at least this meant she'd have a bit of time to recover to find out what she wanted to know. Right now her body was telling her she needed rest, and she wasn't going to reject that call.
Clutching gently at the supporting hand once the bandage had been put on, and the wheelchairs strap undone, she woozily made her way to the hospital bed, and sat down, and swung her legs over, gazing at the ever spinning ceiling. Wobbily she nodded, despite the information being fed to her not really forming in her mind properly. I'll feel better in a while, I'll have to anyway, she reassured herself. Catching sight of a bag of red...something Zlata shrunk back slightly under the blankets that had been wrapped firmly around her petite frame, slightly alarmed as the IV was gently inserted.
Listening to the Nurse she slowly, reluctantly nodded in understanding, her eyes darting over to the pretty pink bucket that had been placed, the colour bright and different compared to the rest of the dull silvers blues and whites of the hospital room and the equipment there. Jumping slightly at the Nurses sudden cheerfulness she turned her head and shook it gently, staring at the blurring outlines of the Nurse's face.
Out Of Cake: Slovak>>>English
"...I told you already, I'm not ill!" º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø
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