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 Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 10:34 am
((whoa you really are psyhic lol, this is were my person's story is gonna get more intresting later on...))
Riiko smiled as he kissed her but when he mentined her father her eyes became sad "Um...yeah I guess"she said. She tried her best to hide the fact that she knew much more than she was letting on. "Come on we'll go to the courtyard"she said smiling as she took his hand and started to walk out of the room.
((gtg I'll be back later bye!))
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 4:02 pm
She nodded in compliance as he spoke, sensing the displeasure that he felt over his current condition. She avoided a frown, which threatened to shatter her stable expression; Lenair felt that it was best to look at least somewhat encouraging, even if she felt guilty and saddened over his present state. It was just hard for her to cope at times, especially when someone else was suffering from their own afflictions. "I suppose that is true," she remarked, although she was convinced that her body was considerably frail. "I'm probably just an exception, since it takes a painstakingly long time for my wounds to heal... unless I give a little push, that is." (The "push" that she was referring to was her own holy magic; on a few occasions, she had used it to remedy another's pain, and even her own. Kuro had been an exception, since earlier, she had feared causing him further harm with her holy magic.)
Hmm... maybe with a bit of practice, and more control... I could learn to channel my energy to someone like him. It's just his other half that I'm worried about--my energy could spark a conflict with his mixed blood. "But it would be nice..." Lenair murmured to herself, smiling gently as a small sigh surpassed her rosy lips. When Kuro's voice filled the room once more, she directed her attention toward him, her eyes locked with his bi-colored orbs. Her gaze followed his finger, as he traced the slanted scar that ran from his left shoulder, all the way down to his gauze-covered torso. It was by far the largest scar on his body, along with being the biggest one that Lenair had ever seen. It sparked a shiver, which rippled down her back. She quietly stared at the mark, her lips agape, yet again; she could only wonder as to who had scathed Kuro, leaving something of such permanence on his body.
Her eyes traveled to his calm gaze once more, as he expressed his gratitude. This brought an undying warmth to her eyes as she smiled. She didn't know what to say, so she hoped that her expression would suffice. But as he finished his statement, she sat eagerly, awaiting the story that he seemed ready to tell her. I suppose he detected my curiosity... but, I can tell that this is of great importance to him. She intertwined her fingers while he took a small water break, quenching his thirst as he emptied the paper cup. She sat erect as he started, recounting how his first bout had produced that wound. As he progressed, she couldn't obviate the frown that spread from her lips, and the glimmer of sadness that flooded her cerulean orbs. His story was so much like her own; the alienation, the name calling, the pain, and the discovery--she had experienced it all as a young child, too.
This is strange... he reminds me of myself, except I was never that bold. I never tried to fight back... I just accepted being a lonely and misunderstood child for so long. She cupped her hands around her mouth as a tear trickled down her pale cheek. His grimace pained her; she could tell that he was suffering, since the ordeal seemed fresh within his mind. This wasn't easy for him. "Oh, there's no need to apologize," she replied, lowering her hands into her lap. "You're right, I didn't plan on asking about your scar, but... I'm glad that you told me." A bit of nervous laughter fluttered from her rosy lips as more misty dew ebbed down her wan cheeks. She attempted to wipe her tears away with the back of her hand, but it was to no avail. She couldn't stop crying. "I-I'm sorry," she apologized, trying to control her sobs as her bottom lip trembled.
"It's just that what those children did was unfair; it's always unfair," she reasoned, subtly implying that she'd had experience with that sort of abuse. "But, they didn't understand you, they feared you because you were different. And... I'm sorry that they hurt you..."
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 4:44 pm
Kuro looked at her quietly.She, a girl he had just met, was crying for him.He looked at her quietly his own gaze starting to grow saddened.He slowly moved his hand up to her left cheek wiping a few tears for her."Why are you apologizing for something you didn't do?"He asked softly.He continued wiping the tears that still streamed down her cheek, his thumb rubbing the arabesque on her cheek at the same time.It was now that he finally took the time to take in her appearance.Her soft cerulian eyes, the pale blue hair, and the creamy complexion of her skin.He had to admit to himself not only did her name seem like it belonged to a goddess, but it seemed as if she was a goddess.
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 5:37 pm
Chrono walked in, Kuros room.. "Nurse? Can I have an X-ray of my arm?"
"Of course dear" She noticed his arm "What happened?"
"its none of your concern..." He went to have hisarms get an X-ray, , 4 of his knuckles were shattered, and his arm was broken in 3 places "Looks like I hit it to hard."
"We should take you to get a cast, you may not be human, but it will heal Much faster..." They headed for the patients room and they casted his arm up. He noticed kuro and just glared deep into his eyes with hatred and pain. The doctors had removed his shirt so they can completely cast it, near the side of his stomach was a scar from where Kuro had stabbed him There was an upside down pentagram tatooed too his body with dry demon blood, his blood...
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 11:24 pm
Sora busted through the doors like a runaway train, the man in black in his arms as he gasped for air. "I have a person in need of care. Nurse! Nurse!" he shouted. He had lost Rowan on the way to the hospital, as he looked around desperately for one.
((I'll wait for Rowan.))
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 11:25 pm
((Agreed)) "Dude... put me down on that chair there..." He points at the chair near the reception deks.
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 11:29 pm
Sora placed him down in the chair that he requested. He sat him down as he looked around for any nurses avalible. On the receptionists desk happened to be a few dressings left. He picked up a few, unwrapping them and placing them around the wound to help stop the bleeding and absorb blood.
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 11:29 pm
Running into the hospital, Rowan runs to the front desk. "We need a skilled nurse or a doctor. There's been an accident and a bleeding patient is being brought in right now.
The nurse looked up from the paperwork she was in the middle of and grabbed a phone. Paging a doctor, she hopped up out of her chair and grabbed a stretcher. She then waited for the patient to arrive. As Sora is setting down Gackt on the chair the nurse aproaches them. "I need you to put the patient on this stretcher if you can, so we can get him into a room and look at his leg."
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 11:32 pm
Sora tapped on Rowans shoulder, getting her attention. "We made it, he's sitting there. I placed a few dressings on his leg, but it looks like it's going to have to be stitched." he said, a pessimistic tone in his voice. He listened to the nurse, picking the man back up and placing him gently on the stretcher.
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 11:36 pm
Rowan watched the nurse wheel Gackt into the back room to be stitched up. Frowning slightly she sat in a chair to await news on what happened. ((Feel free to play the nurse and doctor Gackt, since you'll know what happens in the back room better than we will. ^.~))
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 11:38 pm
Gackt is tossed around from a man's arms, the the chair, to the stretcher. He slightly gets dizzy but shakes it off. Gackt looks over at Rowan, a smile on his face. "don't worry, I will be fine." He looks down at his leg, seeing the blood. "On second thought...."
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 11:39 pm
Sora sat down next to Rowan. What started as the perfect evening quickly turned into a race to save a life. He placed a arm around her, trying his best to comfort her. "He'll be okay. We got here as quickly as possible, and with proper handling and the care he'll receive, I see no reason why he won't make a full recovery." he said, smiling.
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 11:47 pm
Gackt is entered into a surgery room. The nurse grabs his pants, saying that she needs to take them off to mend the wound. "I DON"T THINK SO LADY!" He begins to yell at everyone who touched his pants. "Nurse: But If you want to live we have to get a better look and reach of the wound sir!" "I said hell no! My pants stay on!" "But sir!" "Security type person: Is there a problem in here miss? Do you need assistnace?" "Nurse: Yes, hold him down so I can remove his pants to give attention to his wounds and ment them." "NUUUU DUN TOUCHY MEH!!!" Gackt gets held down by the man that walked in, his pants being slipped off. He hears something hit the metal table beside him. "Nurse: This will only feel like slight pinches now." "NUUUU NO NEEDLES!!!" Gackt gets his stitches. His constant yelling is heard from outside the building.
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 11:53 pm
Rowan's ears twitch violently as she listens to Gackt's shouting and yelling from inside the room. Leaning against Sora for support, she starts to shake. "I hope he'll be alright..."
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 11:58 pm
"He'll be fine. It's a small pain to deal with, but it'll help him." he said, looking at her and holding her.
((In real stitching situations, they'd give anesthetic xd Oooooh well.))
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