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 Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 11:29 pm
 ~The Yellow Hammer State~ "Johnny Kane" He looked at the Aztec, a small smile on his lips."Oh...I'm sorry...I'll go back under if you wish." He offered with a sincere expression.The state really didn't know when it'd be best to be helpful, so he just offered help when he saw he could. Southern Sass To The King's English
Out of fried foods~: ~The Southern Gentleman Freshman~
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 11:33 pm
  Sr. Romero ValentínRepública Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero was instantly worried for Johnny. He had no idea what might have happened in history class to cause this--Dios, he did not even know when it had happened--but whatever it had been must have been bad. Unfortunately, it did not look like a war injury, so Romero had no idea how to treat it anyway.
The Aztec Empire's disdaining tone irked him, though. Normally, they weren't on such opposing terms. "Tu la dejas abierta," he muttered under his breath. Noting that the ancient Central American paid much more attention to the unconscious Alabama than to the unconscious Franny cradled in his lap, Venezuela stood up and moved himself to a seat much closer to Doctor Chimalli and Johnny so that the former could see that his patient was in just as much of a dire state. Too, he did not take Johnny's responsiveness as severely as did Chimalli. "Si el puede oirme y responderme, es mejor que ahogarse en coma."
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Out of Caracas: [[Tu... = You left (the door) open / Si el... = If he can hear me and respond to me, it's better than (him) falling comatose]]
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 11:35 pm
School Physician
Dr. Chimalli
"Aztec Empire"  "Well I need you to stay awake if you can."He looked back at the boy. "I need to know if you feel any better and if you have any broken bones. I can not check for them if you are out again."Again he brushed the boys hair out of his eyes. Edit H sighed at the other boys comments. "Open or not, there was a sign for a reason. Even the best doctor can only treat one person at a time. If you care to wait I will help your friend once I am sure he is in no more danger."
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2012 11:44 pm
~The Yellow Hammer State~ "Johnny Kane" The Alabamian nodded to the doctor."Of course...I'll stay awake as long as I can..."He replied with a helpful, forced chuckle."Ya see, I fell out of my chair and onto the floor in history class...From what I recall anyway, so I might have a bad injury on the back of my head...Especially considering the nasty force behind the the impact."He answered quietly.
Johnathan then looked over to Franny, and gave a worried look."Whoa....What happened....To Franny?" He asked in a quiet, worried tone. Southern Sass To The King's English
Out of fried foods~: ~The Southern Gentleman Freshman~
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 12:05 am
Sr. Romero Valentín República Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero groaned. “Bueno,” he said in mock resignation. Mentally berating himself for the tonal lapse, he added one final sentence of urgency, worry overriding derision in the phrase. “Favor de darse prisa. I don’t think you’ve seen this case before.” He did not want to add the key word supernatural yet, not before the Aztec Empire had had a chance to see Franny, else he be instantly seen as insane.
Alabama’s report of a head injury alone would not have worried Venezuela much, but the addition that he had blacked out afterward made it instantly more troubling. Romero leaned as far back as he was willing to with Franny still held against his chest and took a peek at Johnny’s pillow, but he could not see any sign of an ice pack. “Ya tienes un paquete del hielo?” he asked, even though it wouldn’t do much good if it was the state’s hippocampus that was affected, as he suspected.
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Out of Caracas: ((Favor... = Please hurry [formal] / Ya... [Do] You already have an ice pack))
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 12:17 am
School Physician
Dr. Chimalli
"Aztec Empire" "I see, I wish I had known that sooner. I was unaware you had hit your head."He looked back at the other. "You may put her on the other cot."He had 2 cots in his office, but he would have preferred 3. He would have to request more. "If you have a concussion you should not be sleeping. Miss Leah you should have told me that."
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 5:18 am
Hello, This is Your Sanity!
Hello! Wait what Sanity? 
•´`• If I ran aound the world
would you run with me?
•´`•To see the stars in the sky
Watch it turn to day and
back to nignt
•´`•To run free without a care
Would you run with me?
•´`•But
•´`•How long would you stay?
Untill you found out the trusth,,,,
•´`•Of The
•´`•Darker Side
•´`•of
•´`•ME
Leah Kirkland-Jones ╔ . ═══════════════════════╗ ~~ ╚═══════════════════════╝ Massachusetts
Massachusetts as surprised when Romero just walked right in. That guy had no manners at all, he didn't even knock! She looked at the girl in his arms and was shocked to see her brothers ghost friend. What was Franny doing with Romero?
"Oui" she said when Doc told her to help Franny. She looked at her brother. "Shush Apple. Its best not to talk." she said. She flinched when he said concussion. "No sleep?" she blinked in confusion. "If he wants to heal from it he should sleep in a dark room, No loud noises and No bright lights." Massachusetts didn’t know what Medical treatments were assigned in this guys Country, but in her state that was the suggested plan. "just fix him up and I can bring him back t his dorm, If ya gonna be working on Franny here its going to require a large sum of noise.
Turning her attention back to Romero she sighed, "put her on the Cot." she said. Her green eyes looked at Franny, she looked different, She glanced at Romero wanting to know what happened. "Don't you think Conne would be more suited for this then Doc here?" she shook her head, 'Ahg Whatever" she would worry about that later
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 5:46 am
Franny Franny’s pale blue eyes opened slightly. Only to find herself In some strange room. This wasn’t Romero and Luis’ dorm. She was also being held, being touched by someone with out her permission to let her touch her felt odd. If She had it her way right now she would of just disappeared. Her turned her head to see who was holding her, It was Romero. “R-Romero?” she just wanted to make sure it was him and some other guy. Even though she could tell by his voice it was him. The Ghost girl looked around the room she was in, it looked to be some kind of Medical Office.
Why did Romero bring her here? Did he think this Doctor could help her? “Romero, put me down..p-please” she whimpered, she just wanted to leave she didn’t want to be here. She started shacking slightly. Why was he doing this, why as he trying to help her.
She tried to put her mind set to Romero’s, What would he think like in the situation? She blinked when she suddenly realized why. “Y-Y-you don’t want m-me t-t-to die.” she said mostly to herself. “why do you even care, I’ve done nothing but make everything worse for you.” She closed her eyes. “I don’t’ deserve any kind of friendship you give me, I d-don’t d-“she was cut off by more coughs, this time not coughing up blood. Her eyes came open once more, Blood tears streaming down her face. She clung to Romero now suddenly not wanting to be put down.
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 9:24 am
Romero's mood did not lift when Chimalli and Leah both dismissively ordered him out of the way, but he sighed and did as he was told. He still didn't understand why any self-respecting doctor would lock their waiting room at business hours, or even work on a patient in it, but now was not the time to argue semantics. Just as he was lowering Franny onto the cot, she woke up, panicked, and immediately tried to squirm away from him. The Venezuelan's instinctual reaction was to tighten his grip on Franny so that she couldn't slip out and hurt herself. By the time he realized this and slackened his hold on her, though, the girl had decided differently and was now clinging to him as if for dear life. Bloody tears streamed down her face as she asked him rhetorically, over and over again, who he was and why he cared. " Sí; es yo," he confirmed. Romero watched as Franny's tears stained the front of his blue school jacket a blackish red. Good thing he had zipped it up against the weather, but he would still need to wash the blood out later. But the state of his clothing was much less important right now than preserving a friend's life. Since it would be impossible to pry the ghost-girl off of him right now, Romero simply held her snugly. "Ay... Make up your mind, tonta," he said into Franny's hair, smiling faintly. "You're annoying, but that's not reason enough to abandon you." To Massachusetts, Venezuela said, but loudly enough to address the entire room, "She's been coughing and crying bloody lágrimas all day." (phone. Tonta = stupid, Lágrimas = tears)
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 9:56 am
Franny Franny still clung to Romero, she had buried her face into his chest not wanting o even look at her surroundings. She smiled to herself, You want to stop me,” she giggled. “The Longer a ghost stays in this world the more insane we become, we can’t stay in this world or else we lose our grip on our selves and what humanity we have left. If been in this world much longer then most ghosts. It was long over due before I finally snap” she let out more giggles. “I appreciate All the help you b*****d, but you must accept the fact I’m already dead.” She laughed once more. .
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 10:31 am
Romero blinked. Well... Way to throw a monkey wrench into the mix. He frowned. "Of course I know you're dead. Certainly not all ghosts are condemned to insanity postmortem. It might be reversible..." But Venezuela was just fulminating--he knew nothing about the supernatural beyond whatever of it had happened to him thus far, and he wasn't entirely sure he wanted to keep a nutcase around anyway. How many times had he wished Franny gone from his life? In this state, she was more a liability to herself and her surroundings than an asset. Yet when it came down to it, he was reluctant to just let her go so suddenly. Franny had been the reason why he was able to reconcile with Luis and Juliana, after all. The solid ghost-girl had shifted around enough that she was sitting in his lap and in no danger of toppling over if he let go, so Romero unlinked his fingers and eased his hands apart so that they hovered near her hips rather than restrained them. "If you've lasted this long, then you deserve more respect than I've given you," Romero told her. Then he sighed. "Truth be told, you helped me patch Sudamérica back up again," he said to Franny, leaning back against the wall and tucking his hands into his pockets. " Gracias por eso. If you want to leave, I can't stop you. Go then, if it will cause you less pain." He was surprised to hear the note of sadness in his voice, for he didn't expect to find himself actually missing the irrepressible little ghost. (phone. Gracias... = Thanks for that.)
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 10:43 am
] ~The Yellow Hammer State~ "Johnny Kane"
Alabama watched as the doctor and his beloved sister were bickering about concussion treatments.He was wondering why the two were being on such differing terms.
He then looked over to Franny in the other cot. She was crying blood...Wait...Blood?!? Bama was trying not to do anything, but finally let out a small, nervous chuckle."I'm really curious as to what's going on here and all....But, I think I'll not look over here until I fell better." He muttered as he looked back up at the ceiling.
Southern Sass To The King's English
Out of fried foods~: ~The Southern Gentleman Freshman~
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 11:17 am
Franny Franny looked at Romero with a small smile, “If it were only that simple.” She leaned her head against Romero’s shoulder, trying to surpress the urge to just wrap her hands around Romero’s neck and strangle him. She laughed lightly, Bloody tears streaming down her face and onto Romero. “I’m happy you were Able to make things right with Your family.” She said with a frown ,when he said she could leave she shook her head. “It wouldn’t be less painful, because I don’t know what’s on the other side, and I know it would be more pain because I’d be away from everyone here, I-I don’t want to leave” she had started crying now, not like the blood tears before that had come, real tears the water ones.
“I won’t be okay there, I won’t know if y-you will be alright.” She rubbed the tears from her eyes.
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 11:44 am
Sr. Romero Valentín República Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero huffed when Franny leaned onto him. Did she want to die and not have to suffer this insanity, or would she rather stay and live in pain? True, his hope that her condition was reversible was a naive one, but he would imagine that insanity was too high a price to pay for mortality.
The Venezuelan could do nothing but listen as Franny defined her refusal to leave, for it seemed she had gotten slightly heavier at some point in his time at the doctor's office with her. At the very least, he suddenly felt very certain that he could no longer throw her as easily as he had almost done in his dorm. As he listened, it seemed to him that emotion was once again the reason for her staying, just as emotion had stayed his wrath at her many times before.
Her last sentence caught Romero off-guard, particularly because the ghost had cited him directly and not everyone she must have met here as a whole. "Qué?" he asked incredulously, tilting his head down to gaze into Franny's eyes, not consciously noticing that her tears had changed color and were now back to normal transparency. "You care about me? After my swinging a bat through you and yelling at you every time you came?"
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Out of Caracas: Style update.
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 11:47 am
School Physician
Dr. Chimalli
"Aztec Empire" Chimalli frowned, really? She was really gona argue with him NOW of all times. Did she really not know those with a concussion could die if they fell asleep. "Leah..."He pointed at the door. "Out!"He glared at her, he was a member of the staff and should be respected as any other was. "You are caseing to much of a disturbance. Now I need you to stay awake, I am going to have a look at the girl ok."He said to Johnny as he turned to face the others. "So will you like to tell me what is wrong?"He saw the blood on the boy's jacket assuming it came from the girl. (Must go to work now)
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