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Undertaker - Kaida Matsuki

Tina Winston



Tina picked up her head when she heard someone approach. She was surprised to see that it was Retra making her way towards her and Tegi in a wheel chair. How did she ? Tina stepped out of her way as she made her way to the frustrated red head. She watched as Retra placed a gentle hand on the boy's head She must really care for him ... Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt something grab her ankle What the ? She looked down and saw that it was the Undertaker who was hit with the pipe. Oh, its him. Oh, dear he's starting to bleed more .... " Whoa ! Take it easy, man ! Are you trying to break my ankle or something ?! " she blurted out when she felt the Undertaker tighten his grip on her ankle. Did he say Mimi ? Tina was thinking about stomping on his hand to make him let go of her, when the other Undertaker came over to her. She looked at him as he stepped on the floored Undertaker and told her how it wasn't a good idea to be messing with the sword. When the young Undertaker poured out the chloroform on to the floored Undertaker, but, missed, she felt the grip on her ankle loosen. She quickly jerked her leg away and rubbed her now sore ankle. " Jerk. I hate being grabbed ... " she hissed under her breath. She stood up straight and looked back at the young Undertaker , still leaning on the sword " Its not like I'm going to go on a killing spree with this thing. I was just looking at it," she said. This Undertaker doesn't seem to be as crazy as the others. And it appears that he and this other one aren't the best of friends ... She raised an eyebrow when the Undertaker started talking to Tegi as if he were a kid " I believe you'll only rile him up again if you keep talking to him like that," she commented. Tina looked over at the other Undertaker who seemed to be in pain. She rolled her eyes I better go help him. Tina laid the sword against a wall and walked over to one of the cabinets in the room. She rummaged through them until she found some gauze pads I don't know how to treat a head injury, but, I could at least wipe off some of the blood . Tina walked over to the wounded Undertaker and knelt down by him. She gently wiped the blood from his face with one of the gauze pads " Hey you, doctor. I think it's best if you leave the boy alone for now and see to this guy instead. He may have a concussion," she said to the lady doctor. She narrowed her eyes at the Undertaker as she continued to wipe off the blood " Don't get the wrong idea here. You had this coming, threatening Tegi like that. I'm only helping you because I'm not the type of person to disregard someone who's bleeding to death. Plus, Tegi seems to feel guilty for what he did and ... the girl, Retra, seems to be worried about you too," She recalled hearing Retra say Tegi's name and someone else's when the dust and pipes fell from ceiling.

Retra Smith



Retra calmly stroked Tegi's head as he remained silent. Maybe, he'll calm down now, since that doctor will probably have to help Hiroki. I hope he's ok. She turned her head to see how the Undertaker was doing. She was relieved to see Tina, kind of reluctantly, helping Hiroki. Sorry, but, I have to help my friend first she thought as she looked back at Tegi.

Tina Winston



Man, that pipe must've hit him pretty hard. This is the second time he's called me Mimi .... When the gauze pad couldn't soak up any more blood, Tina tossed it into a nearby trash can. She grabbed another pad from the stack in her hand and continued to wipe off the blood. " Sorry, but, I'm not Mimi ...," she said softly. It kinda bothered her to see the Undertaker act like this Who ever this Mimi person is they must've been someone from his past ... God, that doctor better hurry, he's not looking so good she thought, frowning. She avoided from looking at his dead looking eyes.

Tina Winston




He's losing it ... she thought as she stopped wiping his face to clean off the blood he left on her hand. She then tossed the bloody pads into the trash can and continued to wipe his face with another pad. Good, it looks like the bleeding is beginning to stop ... ' They will find you and beat you again ' ? God, he and this Mimi must've had a terrible childhood ... It kinda sounds like mine thanks to that b***h and b*****d putting me through hell and back ... " Hey, what's this guy's story ? If you don't mind me asking. Who's this Mimi he keeps mumbling about ? " she directed this question to the young, black cloaked Undertaker. While she waited for an answer, she made her little spider and its thread return to the nick on her finger, which was on the hand that was holding the stack of gauze pads. I won't be needing you now little guy. Maybe some other time ...

Retra Smith



Retra overhead the exchange between Hiroki and Tina. Mimi ? she thought. Whoever this Mimi is could they be from that orphanage he mentioned ? Can this Mimi be the reason why Hiroki ... harmed all those people ? ... An orphanage that beats children ... she frowned at this sentence.

Undertaker - Kaida Matsuki

Tina Winston




When Tina saw that there wasn't much blood to clean off the Undertaker's face anymore, she threw away the last used gauze pad. She was relieved to finally see that the doctor came back with others to help the Undertaker. Finally, he'll be out of my hands she thought. Tina stared at the young Undertaker as he kind of answered her questions. He's right about that. This guy had the true look of a killer just a little while ago, but, now here he is acting as if he's a defenseless child... An orphanage ? She looked down at the injured Undertaker What's up with this guy ... Tina looked back up in time to catch the tangerine that was tossed to her " Uh, thanks ? " she said. Tina looked at the fruit, shrugged, then stuffed it into her jacket pocket I'll eat this later. She was about to get up to go put back the pads and to get out of the doctors' way when once again she was grabbed by the Undertaker. Tina glared and roughly pulled her arm away from his grasp " Stop touching me damn it ! ," she said harshly as she stood up and backed away from him. What's wrong with him now ? She saw another tangerine on the floor near him Oh, that other Undertaker must've dropped it on his head or something, no surprise there ... Well, I did what I could for him " He's all yours, " she said to the doctors as she walked passed them and headed for the cabinet. When she finished putting up the pads she placed her hands on the cabinet and bowed her head. I hate being touched, especially by a man. That b*****d would always hit me a lot harder than my mother ever did ... She sighed heavily then walked back to where Retra, Tegi and the other Undertaker were. She crossed her arms and leaned against the wall that was near the group. Looking up at the ceiling, she listened to the group's conversation and she began to wonder whether or not she should stick around. Hmm, I'm not leaving till red here answers my questions. I guess I'll have to wait till he finally calms down.


Retra Smith



Retra looked up at the young Undertaker after he dropped a tangerine in her lap " Oh, thanks," she said giving him a small smile. She looked back at Tegi who was now hiding near her wheelchair. She kept her hand on his head " Its ok, Tegi. The doctor and her staff are focusing on Hiroki now," she said calmly.

seriously dude, you're overreacting now. a tangerine/orange weighs less than 1 pound and isn't very hard

Caught off guard by the flying citrus, Tegi’s branch shot upward and ensnared it, cutting it up horribly in the process. However, his arm still went up to catch it out of habit, sending a wave of pain through his shoulder. Damn it why did I even try to catch it with this arm? Ah, it hurts even worse now. He clumsily buried his face in his knees, not knowing what else to do between being in pain and wanting to disappear from the new crowd that was near by. “N-no it’s not okay, I’m still the next thing they’ll focus on.” he muffled through his slightly trembling tucked up position. “And now it’s even worse…” The phrase was unintentionally loaded, referring to much more than he let on. The sickening amount of apprehension in Tegi’s gut was more than the source of the doctors; A high risk of losing control of his branch and hurting people unintentionally was something he couldn’t pass as impossible. He loathed it in every way, but it wasn’t something that could be changed or decided like the rest of the room wished.

Though it was only a matter of minutes it seemed like forever to Tegi until he heard the sweet sound of their departure in the form of wheels and footsteps. With the undertaker’s injuries at least it’ll take them a while, he thought with a sigh. He began to loosen up, leaning carelessly into the wheel as one knee knocked to the side. But looking at the tangerine that was tossed his way lead to a frown forming on his lips. It’s so torn up… He fumbled it around a bit before setting it on the side of his leg and picking at the scraps of peel that littered it’s surface, not wanting the bandages on his injured hand to soak up the juice that would surely sting the underlying wounds. “I guess I still owe you an explanation, huh?” he spoke up, “I’d like to know more about you, but you might not hear it from me if they’re back soon…” In truth Tegi figured out a bit about her from watching from where he sat, and he was confused as to how she didn’t figure him out sooner, but he let it go as he pondered how to explain. “My branch isn’t as fixed as most. Actually I don’t have full control over it at times… that’s why I can’t promise I’ll be cooperative: even if I try my branch might not.” Once he removed the last piece of skin he picked the tangerine back up, inspecting it a bit as he tried to figure out how to separate the pieces with one hand. Though he was too nerved out to eat, going through the motions was proving to be of some use as an outlet on top of mentally counting his breaths out and having Retra at his side for support. “It went overkill with the undertaker and with this stupid tangerine, who’s to say it wouldn’t do the same to them? I wouldn’t exactly mean to… they just freak me out…”

Noticing that some of his burns were exposed again, he focused the branch a bit and retrieved the blanket that lay in a heap on the floor, dragging it forth until it was in front of him. The fruit was put down as he used his good arm to drape the sheet around himself like a shawl.“Sorry you have to see me like this…” he muttered in a more hushed tone to Retra, “these, how I’m acting… it’s horrible…”

((It could have been executed better, but as a person who's had first hand experience with a head injury I'm not going to lie and say being in that much pain over something like that is impossible. I'll leave it at that.))