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 Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 8:47 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ "Th-thank you..." Rose mumbled when Chloe set a cup of some... odd concoction down on the table for him. It was questionable, but it was better than pills. He picked it up and inspected it as she began to speak to Morgan. So she wasn't psychic? How disappointing. After that, he zoned out and ignored her speech as he sniffed the odd drink and wondered if it was worth it. Just as he was about to take a sip, Chloe started... talking to herself? And swatting at the air? ... He was right not to trust her. She was a complete basket case. He set the cup back down where she had placed it and brushed his hand off on his pants as if her craziness was contagious.
While she seemed distracted by her imaginary little annoyances, Rose slowly began to close the curtain on her, keeping Morgan close just in case. He wasn't sure if he was using him as a guard dog or trying to protect him from the mad woman. Probably both. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 8:56 pm
 .:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
It made sense. After spending a while in Rosentale, nothing seemed crazy anymore. One just had to learn to take information in. Of course, Morgan had to give her a blank stare when he caught her talking to thin air and attacking said air. Maybe that was a cue for him to change the subject. Definitely. "That's interesting. So, what exactly led you to Rosentale?" Well, wasn't he smooth about that? Not
Out of the corners of his eyes, he saw curtains making their way over, so he immediately tried to open them. There was no way he was going to be stuck with Rose. Alone. Behind some shady curtains. Nope. Nuh-uh.
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 9:27 pm
Chloe.Bruadair 
Chloe shot a glare toward the lurking visions before sighing and straightening her hair a bit. "I heard the doctor would be leaving and a new one would be required. Well, rather than hearing about it, I had a vision about it." She rolled her eyes. "Yes, I realize they are wondering about that." She went to sit a few beds over from the two of them, watching them tussle over the curtains. "And I assure you I'm not insane. Though I suppose you'll have to take my word for it."
"My visions take the form of flying creatures. Well, most people can't see them, so I can't really prove they're there. But I can see them at any rate, so I suppose that's all that matters. When one flies into my head, it shows me images sometimes of the future or other things--that was how I learned about the doctor. But if I let them, the blasted things would hound me nonstop."
"So I try to at least force them to give me a little space if I can."
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 9:39 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose wasn't going to listen to the crazy lady's crazy explanation. Nope. He glared at Morgan when he stopped him from closing the curtain. He wanted a barrier between him and the nutjob, whether Morgan liked it or not. Plus, it would be easier and much more fun to torment Morgan behind the curtains. He would have bitten his ear if he weren't so tall (since he heard that dogs hated that), so he did the next best thing and chomped on his arm. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 9:46 pm
.:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
Actually, it really was interesting to listen to the doctor's view on things. Of course, that must really suck to be dealing with visions 24/7. It sounded tough to enjoy life when one was plagued with little buggers. "Oh, I see. Well, you'll have one believer on your si-OW!" He yelped in mid-word yet again, immediately shooting Rose a glare. "For all you know, lice and ticks could have jumped into your mouth from that." He didn't have any of those, but still, it was a warning to Rose not to do that again!
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 9:59 pm
Chloe.Bruadair
"Rose, I believe you're supposed to be resting," Chloe said. "If you really feel you need a bodyguard, perhaps you could at least let Morgan sit on a chair beside the bed. And compromise by leaving the curtain half open." She stood and went to her little refrigerator to get an ice pack.
"I'm sorry, but I believe I shall be getting another patient soon. Please do try to behave."
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 10:01 pm
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...
Angela shambled into the infirmary and didn't even acknowledge the new doctor. She simply went straight to her usual bed (why did she even have a 'usual' bed. That was just depressing) and flopped onto it face first. "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" she groaned, rolling over and gingerly touching her forehead. Next time, she was definitely going for soft areas.
She hoped that, wherever he was, Sani was in as much pain. Seconds later, she felt something cool being placed on her forehead and just smiled thankfully at the doctor as she set a chilled gel pack against Angela's head.
"We do not use our heads as weapons," Chloe said.
"Nothing else was working," Angela muttered, rolling over.
"No sleeping. You need to stay awake for a bit," Chloe told her.
"Yes, yes, I know." Sadly, it was not her first concussion. Or her second. Wow. She really needed to stop getting hurt...Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 10:07 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Not psychic his a**. Rose frowned when Chloe predicted another patient coming in. Why couldn't she keep them from getting hurt in the first place then? Oh yeah, 'cause she was nuts. But then someone did walk in and proved him wrong. Well then. He was just going to ignore them so he wouldn't end up freaking out because the new patient was female.
He then turned to look up... way up at Morgan. He only joked about him having fleas and ticks just to mess with him. Did he really have them...? He hoped not. That would be gross.
"I'm getting you a flea collar and you will wear it," He told him with a frown, sneaking a grope as revenge for threatening something so gross. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 10:10 pm
((Just pretend she's a boy, Rose. She apparently looks like one. emotion_awesome )) XD
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 10:19 pm
.:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
Woah. That was really.... odd, but cool at the same time. That definitely scored some points for his belief now. As the new patient came in grumbling over her pain, Morgan had to wonder how she landed herself here. Well, besides the head thing. Oh, curiosity, why must it be constantly grow? He ignored the insult from Rose and asked the new girl. "Sorry if you might not be in the mood to talk, but how exactly did you get stuck here? GACK!" At least, this time, he managed to finish what he said before he yelped again.
Though, he was rather... huffy about it. "Y-YOU. AH. DASDGA! AUGH! YOU. NO. NO. NO. I-I REFUSE YOUR TOUCH. " He finally managed to get out through a jumble of words, immediately shifting over to the chair the doctor had recommended him before he scooted far, far away from Rose.
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 10:28 pm
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...Angela rolled over watching Rose and Morgan for a moment. Holding the gel pack against her forehead, she propped herself up on one elbow. "I headbutted a guy who groped me," she said. "And then my utterly amazing boyfriend told me I'm ugly. And I came here for some ice and something to get rid of the headache. What about the two of you?"Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 10:39 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose couldn't help but fistpump when he actually successfully groped Morgan. He was so sure he was going to catch him or avoid it or something. It was wonderful how easily distracted he was! But then the female patient just had to speak to them and ruin his happy moment. It was a bit ironic how she was in here after some guy groped her when he just landed a successful grope on Morgan, but damn, he was shaking again. Maybe he could pretend to be deaf so he wouldn't have to respond? No, that would never work. He gave Morgan a pleading look, hoping he would deal with her so he could avoid anymore confrontations with anymore women. Honestly, he had been terrified enough for the day.
And then he felt a pain in his chest, a bit different than the physical pain from his wounds. For some reason, the pain reminded him of Mr. Gray. It was... odd, so he just shrugged it off. It was probably nothing anyways. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 10:53 pm
.:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
What a coincidence. Both of them just got groped. Maybe he should have headbutted Rose too, but then again, the guy was already hurt to begin with. The consequences were too scary to even deal with too. Of course, he had to wince about the insult on her appearance. To whoever her boyfriend was, nice going. He wasn't exactly sure how to comment on that, so he wasn't. "Oh, I found Rose over here..." Morgan took pity on Rose even though he shouldn't after that grope! "... bleeding out, so I brought him over to the infirmary. I'm mainly here to keep him company while he's stuck here resting. Oh, you'll have to excuse Rose though. He's not a big fan of the ladies, so he tends to flip out. If you feel ignored, then that's just him. He doesn't mean to, but he's a really... go... goo.... He's friendly." Oops. That just "slipped" out since he couldn't say anything "nice" about Rose.
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 11:02 pm
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...
"I'm not particularly fond of men at the moment either," Angela said. "Three of the four I've spoken to within the last half hour, need their arses beat into oblivion." She laid back down, looking up at the ceiling. "Present company excluded of course." She sighed and propped herself back up, studying the two boys again.
One looked to be sort of cowering from her and the other was....bloody tall. Wow. She felt even more shrimpy now. "I'm Angela, incidentally. I haven't seen you around though really I can't believe I actually missed you--no offense, but just how tall are you?"Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 11:13 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ As much as he didn't feel like resting at the moment, Rose was feeling a bit ill from just listening to her voice. So, letting Morgan have his conversation with the woman (even though he wanted to steal and torment him), he finally plopped down on the bed and covered his head with the pillow so he wouldn't have to hear her voice anymore.
But, he couldn't help but mess with Morgan when he heard her ask his height, taking the pillow off his head and calming himself down a little first, of course. "He's 6'4", his shoe size is..." He kept prattling on about his various sizes, eventually leading up to a certain size that Morgan probably wouldn't appreciate him blurting out. And all of his information was startlingly accurate too. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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