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It had only been two days since the battle. Well ok, more like two and a half. It was mid day, she slept in this time damn you Bix, and the battle originally took place in the wee morning hours. She also ended up sleeping the rest of the day away to heal up her fear shield.

Her stomach still had the tall tale signs of a healing bruise, but it was not as sore as the previous day. Still Ceres felt embarrassed by it, and chose to wear a long orange shirt with a blue logo on the chest, any Marvel nerd would know the iron man symbol. It reminded her of someone.

Flipping open her cellphone she sent of a quick text to give the guy a warning.



She was not even sure if he was in his dorm, but she still would check there. She wanted to talk to him about that little battle they had, she wanted a rematch.

Arriving at his room she knocked a few times. Sure she sent the warning text, but she DID say she would knock too.

"Bix?" She whispered softly, staring down at the door knob. Yes, she even had the decency to knock again. Was he here??? Her eyes fixed on the door... she remembered something the man had said previously, he had mentioned the door always being open. Was he serious?

Tentatively, she reached out and grasped the metal, giving it a twist. The door actually clicked, the b*****d DID keep his room unlocked! Wasn't he afraid of... well, she guessed theft was frowned upon here. After all someone would be there to kick your a** if you even tried.

Peeking the door open just an inch, she started to call his name out again, when a all too familiar smell crashed into her senses. Disinfectant smell, along with that tinge of freshly clean linens. Even in Bix's clean room, this was more of a hospital smell and it msot certainly was NOT there previously.

Not bothering to wait any longer, Ceres smacked the door quickly. "What. Did, You, DO?" The words were out even before she saw him on the bed, looking rather pitiful. Approaching the bed, she looked down at the man with a fire to her eyes. She looked down at the wound, currently wrapped up like a package, so she could not see how bad it was. The size of the bandaging, and the bloody mess in the trash can, should have been indicator enough.

She didn't care if he looked miserable, it was his fault for being stupid. "What happened?" She placed a hand on his forehead all the same, feeling for fever. Old habits die hard, and when you started college to try for a medical degree... sometimes you revert back.

Unfortunately for Bix... he had played these games with the wrong person. It was partially what made her such a good person to be in a medical degree. Well, someone whom used to be in a medical degree.

She did not put up with patient bullshit.

"You'll make it you dope, otherwise they would have taken you out back already, dumped you in a hole somewhere, and not put this much effort in to you." Okay okay, maybe it was partially why she would have made a bad doctor... maybe she needed a little more compassion?

Poking him once on his chest, the uninjured side, she rolled her eyes and sighed. "Boys and their scars, will you ever learn that someday the reason behind the scar might actually kill you?" Though she wondered about this reaper, she would have to ask him later.

She could not argue with the scar thing though, that was almost certain if the would was as bad as she suspected it was. Chewing her lip some, she went to his table side and scooped up the empty soda cans a bottles, depositing them with a thunk in his trash can. There, NOW the room was as she remembered it.

Minus the whiney man that is.

"..You...YOOUU." She said sending one of her BEST glares at the man, pointing a finger out at the flailing cackling frame as she stomped a foot. "YOU sir are HORRIBLE." She pouted rather loudly, looking down at him, crossing her arms. How could she even have bothered to worry about him?

"See if i ever worry about your scrawny white a** again." Ceres muttered under her breath. Still though she found herself tinged red in the face, shaking her head she went for the stack of the medical supplies. While he was clearly milking s**t for all its worth, he WAS hurt. Grabbing some special scissors, bandaging rolls, antiseptic creams, wipes, and gloves she made her way back towards him and setting the stuff down with a THUMP on his bed. "Wish these came in more than just white, because you sir would have been dawned in bright a** highlighter pink otherwise."

Putting on the gloves with a snap, she grabbed the scissors and started to cut away the old bandaging.

"That was before you decided that your body was a chopping block." She snorted back, removing the rest of tape with a tug and scooting any of the bandages out from under him if there was anything. The wound exposed, she could fully appreciate how it looked. In result, she gave a low whistle. "Damn boy, must have pissed that reaper off good." Not entirely sure why Ceres found herself growing angry as she saw the wound. not at Bix, but at whatever had done this to him. The anger she quickly translated to feelings of 'how dare they hurt someone i care for.'

Not allowing her thoughts be known, she had a feeling he would just play off them, she got to work on the wound. Ceres winced as she leaned over, but she quickly swallowed that pain. She spread some of the cream on it, probably stung a little for him. Right afterwords she put some gauze pads on it, and then taped it down firmly.

Still at work she answered with a flick of her eyes, then back to avoiding the question, or what she thought he was asking behind the question. Pausing her work to lift the side her shirt, she revealed a black and blue mark on her stomach. "Sympathy pains, i have them for you." Ironically both their wounds were on their torsos. "Nothing time wont heal though. I'm fine."

"More worried about you."

"Went to college for two years aiming for a nursing degree, minor in first aid, before i became a hunter. Picked up a thing or two during that time." She gave him a knowing grin before she stood up, taking the items back and setting them where the found them. In actuality there were other reasons for her being so quick to patch people up as well, but that was another story.

"Lets just say i have a reason for needing to better myself, at any means... so I tend to be stubborn." If he pushed she might just answer the question, but she was clearly beating around the bush about it. Reaching behind him she paused a second before fluffing the pillow as he asked. it was probably not the best of jobs, but those years she was training left her with a need to help anyone injured. "Better?"

A moment later she found herself flopping down on the floor, indian style sitting. This seemed to be becoming a regular thing when she was in his room. "Actually i just came here to talk, i did was to explain a little of what happened but... Now I'm getting cold feet hah." She thought he had a right to know part of why she acted that way, forcing him to knock her unconscious. But she was now thinking maybe that was left for a better time.

As he scooted across the bed she could not help but eye him, the medical degree rearing its head. "You know you probably should not move, even to make room for me. I dont mind the floor you know?" Though when he mentioned his neck hurting, that caused a sigh. Couldn't be hurting her patient more could she?

Would serve him right if she stayed on the floor.

Grumbling she did get to her feet though, starign at the space he left for her. "Geez im not that fat, Bix." She settled down on a nice corner of the bed, kicking her shoes off so she turn around to face him and sit the same way she had on the floor, but on the bed. "But yes, i do know Eva. And Otto too. They were part of the hatching when we originally came out of the..pods." Well if that wasn't a lead in to the current conversation then nothing else will. She had only known Bix for a while but for some reason Ceres was really looking for a friend she could confide in. He seemed to fit the bill.

Taking a deep breath, she sighed and looked away. "Ok. When you asked when we first met where i was for those few months, and you said i was on a mission, and i replied with 'something like that'?" Which meant she had not actually lied, just avoided the truth. Ceres hating lying and would pretty much be dead honest with you.

"I wasn't on a mission, hell... i wasn't even GONE for that few months. I was still here... right under everyones noses." Shifting her style she tucked her legs against her body, and wrapped her arms around them. "During the night they took me in my sleep, probably knocked me out... and put me back in to the pods."

"Four Months, well... four and a half." She continued, now looking towards the ceiling. Her face was blankas she was clearly remembering back to the incident, rocking her body back and forth a little. "It..it was horrible. All i remember was going to sleep and then waking up and falling on top of Candace. The in between is hazy but... well, you know what its like inside the pods." For a while she thought Candace had set her free, but apparently the pod decided to open this time on its own. She just happened to be there.

"I had a note covered with dust on my end table when i got back. I think it was placed there when i was taken originally. It said something like... failure of too many missions, needing to learn my place." She waved a hand in the air, clearly the note had said more but she did not feel like rambling off the whole thing. The basic idea of the note was said though.

"It was unsigned."