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 Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 2:37 am
Opening her eyes slowly, Oukou shakes her head as she sits up slowly. Had she been sleeping that long, to not realize she was in Bukoku? Placing her hand down on the ground, she blinks as she looks down at the fabric. Silk, and very bright at that. Much like what she used back home in Toukoku, when she was able to get ahold of such fine silk.
Looking up from the fabric, she peers around only to arch one brow. Was she in a bedroom? If so then why didn't they just lay her in the bed?
stare
Standing, she brushes off her skirt as she peers around. She figured someone would have come to check on her by now. Maybe that strange doctor had forgotten her?
sweatdrop
Plopping back down on the fabric, she looks down at the patterns as she runs her fingers over it. It took a minute, but she realized she caught the smell of something rather pleasant. It wasn't a smell she was accustomed to that was for sure.
Looking towards the door, she once again stand. Making her way towards the door, she carefully pulls it open as she peek out.
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 2:51 am
On the other side of the hallway, the workroom door hangs slightly open, enough to illuminate the fact there's a light on inside, but concealing its occupant.
He had been TRYING to calm himself for the last few hours since the confrontation on the porch, but none of his normal methods have been working to make his nerves stop jangling long enough to sort himself out.
Hitsuga has, therefore, resorted to the last thing he can think of as one jittering hand uses a pipette to collect a small amount of oil from the fragrant depths of the basil, lemon, and lavender bottles to deposit the drops in a small metal dish.
That done, the pipette is laid aside, and he fusses with a box of matches until one blazes alight, applying the tongue of flame to a candle that sits before him. A metal framework is moved over the candle, and the dish chatters a bit on its rim as he puts it into place with trembling hands.
A moment later, the spice of the concoction of oils pierces the air as they heat, catching and enveloping his senses. The strong scent demands his focus and he gives it gladly, letting it, just for a moment haze away the horrid happenings and accusations of earlier.
Calm. Calm. Control. Everything is fine. Everything will be fine...
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 3:05 am
Stepping out of the room, Oukuo pulls it behind her as she looks around the place. Was this what all the homes in Bukoku look like? And here she thought they would look alittle nicer.
With a sigh, she figured whoever own this shop was out. Which means I am left all alone for now. I hope they don't mind me using their bed. Turning back towards the door, she pauses as she turns towards the other door.
Is that...lavender?
Turning back towards the door, she peeks inside. Only to spot a older male. had he been here the whole time? Is this my doctor? Why was he just sitting there? Was wasn't he doing his job?
"Excuse me, did you forget I was in the other room? I could have been dying you know. stare " she was beyond angry at this point, thinking he might have just left her to die. He a doctor, and he was suppose to help her.
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 3:09 am
Oukou may have been gratified at the immediate jolt to action Hitsuga provided, had it been to do something constructive. His leaping to his feet and sending the chair he was, just a few seconds prior occupying, crashing to its side, however, doesn't seem to be the proper behavior of a doctor.
....nor does the way he backs away from her until his back hits the wall, eyes wide and haunted and mouth working as if it means to speak but keeps forgetting.
Who--what is---where---how did---
Hitsuga's projections are fragmented and disjointed, muddled by the already-present upset that's been roiling in his head.
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 3:15 am
His reaction only seem to anger her even more. Why was he acting as if he didn't even know who she was? Didn't he just save her life, and now this? How rude of this man. How did he manage to get this far in his job.
With her hands on her hips, she moves towards him before pausing. Bringing her hand to her forehead, she just sighs. Why was he freaking out on her?
Looking up she just glares before she turns again "If you don't mind, I am thirsty, so I will kindly find myself something to drink." turning away from him, she storms out of the room.
No help at all....that is all that one is... stare He can't be the doctor. There is just no way he is.
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 3:23 am
Hitsuga is....s-sorry? He--he--didn't--
He'd been haphazardly balancing everything the past few days had handed him. A strange woman in his home uninvited (who likewise seems upset with him despite his never having seen her before) however, seems to be the rogue projectile that sends Hitsuga's house of cards crumbling to the table at long last.
As Oukou excuses herself, there is a brief sound of fabric shifting on plaster, and a loud thud behind her.
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 3:29 am
One last chat with her new best friend before she's sucked into the world of parenting. That's what Melody is after.
Well, that, and there's just so much she wants to tell Hitsuga, and waiting for the chibis to arrive and for her body to recover is just too long!
So even though her movements are slow, her legs achy, and her gigantic belly visibly QUIVERING with the kicks of offspring ready to meet the world-- whenever the proper time may be, Melody keeps a cheerful and energetic aura about her as she knocks twice on Hitsuga's door.
"Hello!" She sings, voice raised so that he might hear her even from his lab. "Hello! Is Me-lo-dy!"
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 2:06 am
Oukou turns just as she hears the thud of Hitsuga smacking the ground. Frowning, she walks over then kneels down in front of him. Lifting her hand she waves it in his face "Hello? Are you okay?" why did the males always do this? Why did they always panic around her?
As she heard the other voice echo through her mind, she arches a brow before once again standing. Tell me this isn't his wife, if it is I'm in so much trouble.
Peeking around the corner, she blinks before waving her hand toward the young woman "Um...I think the bug man fainted."
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 2:20 am
Bug man? Melody doesn't know what "Bug Man" is or means or--
But fainted?
With a projection of pure panic, Melody rushes past Oukou (a surprising feat, all things considered) and... and...
gonk !!!
Oh no! Oh no no no no no no no no no no no no....
Melodydoesn'tknowwhattodohowlonghashebeenlikethis? She'ssorryshedidn'tintroduceherselfbutthiscanwaitright? What should she do? What should they do? Maybe if they carried him to bed and found a doctor and oh no oh no she doesn't know what to DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Melody knows they only just met, but please, please please could she help Melody at least put him to bed so he's safe while they get help for him? Pleeeease? crying
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 2:40 am
From where he has fallen in a sprawl, violently twitching in what is likely rather unflattering posture, Hitsuga is oblivious to anything for the moment.
The convulsions last half a minute, perhaps less, and then slow to occasional spasms, and labored breathing as he lays still, on standby while his brain reboots itself.
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 2:47 am
Shaking her head, Oukou looks at Melody like she gone crazy. The side of her lip twitched as she moves towards Melody. "What did you just sputter in that last few seconds?" the only thing she did catch was the fact that this man needed to be put in bed.
She wasn't putting him in bed, she wasn't touching him. stare
Shaking her head, she storms out of the room. Fuming at the thought of this male passing out on them. What is with the men? Why did they faint at the smallest things?
Moving towards the sink, she grabs one of the bowls to fill with water. Moving back towards the room where the other two porcelains were, she looks at the female "I take it, you know him? Does he do this all the time?" without a second thought, she throws the water on him.
You better wake up, I don't want to have to mess up this kimono. stare
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 2:52 am
At this, Melody shrieks.
"No no no no no no no no no!" She belts out, her voice rising in pitch with each frantic "No!" "Don't! DON'T!"
Don't throw water on him! Don't hurt him! Please! He needs HELP!
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 2:58 am
The water does not seem to have any effect on his current state, other than making his appearance match his drowned-rat breathing as he lays still for a long moment more, eyes blank and glassy, breath beginning to draw normally again....
....and then he blinks, the world beginning to swim back into hazy focus, and bringing with it the sound of someone yelling.
A slurry, open projection emits from him, telling whoever may be nearby that he's okay. He'll be fine.
.....did he spill his tea on himself? he's sorry....
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 3:03 am
Rubbing her fingers across her forehead, Oukou looks at Melody then back at Hitsuga before she smirks "He fine, see?" turning away, she shakes her head before she sighs "If this is what Bukoku is like, I rather be back in Toukoku. Least there I understood what was going on." stepping out of the room, she moves back back towards the kitchen.
Placing the bowl on the counter, she stands there for a moment. Why was she even here, where were the others? Did they just leave me?
Looking towards the other room, she finds herself frowning. Did they go back home?
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 3:10 am
Melody glances at Hitsuga, and then back at Oukou, and then back at Hitsuga again.
She doesn't want to leave him there, but maybe... maybe this would all be easier if maybe...
Melody tugs at Oukou's sleeve, trying to lead her to the front door. This isn't a Bukoku or a Toukoku or... or... Melody doesn't know what she thinks this place is, but this isn't it! This is Gaia, and it's a very VERY nice place to live, and Melody was born here, and this must all be very scary for the new freckled girl but Melody knows two people who can help tell her where she is and help her get settled in, right? There's an udon-ya across the street, where Great Grandpa Setsutsu and Miss Rika live, and they know so much more about what's going on than Melody does and they can answer ALL her questions!
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