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 Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2018 1:46 pm
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XTypical Nurse’s Office. Medical posters and charts cling to the wall, a fancy desktop on the desk filled with important digital medical documentations of the students as well as a file cabinet filled with the same information only written on paper. Music is usually playing in the room; mainly pleasing and relaxing melodies.
Nurse: Lilium Chérri Walker
Music Currently Playing: The Scientist
Small details to note:
-Each bed has been made to accommodate as many unique students as possible. Meaning they are extremely sturdy, with the capabilities to withstand both high and low temperatures, tremendously comfortable and so on.
-There’s a small fridge she uses to store water and certain remedies; a portable stove sits safety on top which she uses to make tea.
-No such thing as dust in this room. Meaning everything is cleaned daily, including the white sheets even if they haven’t been used.
-Minus the posters, the curtains and couches are a royal blue shade; everything else is white
-If you pretend to be ill just to skip out of class, she won’t tell.
(( I spent hours and days but couldn't find anything decent I liked and I'm horrible at descriptions. So I made a thing, my apologies if it looks bad ))
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2018 2:29 am
"Sleep doesn't help, if it's your soul that is tired."
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"If you're searching for that one person that will change your life, then look in the mirror."
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"Those who suffer the most pain will have a beautiful heart or will become heartless."
☂ `·.¸¸.♫║ ‘Somethings in this world must be protected, even if it means getting your hands dirty.’ Lilium's eyes were void of any emotion as she stood by one of the windows of her office. Taking in the words that rang throughout the entire campus, she felt nothing, even as her gaze watched the twisted and violent events. No sentiment. At the mention of his name, Machine Messiah, her body turned away from the act. Walking over to the cabinet that stood to the right of the window, her gaze peered through the glass and over at each vile before opening the small door. The woman figured that it would be best for her to stay here as she wouldn't be able to assist her comrades anyway. Her fingers ran over the different containers, picking up only the ones that she called out "Symphytum officinale, Lavandula angustifolia, Mentha...piperita, Aloe vera, Calendula officinalis." She placed each one inside a small box shaped case that resembled a messenger bag. In the medical box were already common items a first aid would carry. Finished packing, she strapped the container to her waist. Her labor at the end would be completely futile. This part of the story had been written with words that could not be cleaned away.
At the moment the doors flew open, her personality, her emotions, her entire mind set changed as though a switch had been twisted within her. Turning to the frantic group that rushed in with desperate screams, she herself appeared worried and induced with fear.
"Help!"
"Help us please!"
“She di-wouldn’t stop-knocked her out…”
Their voices mingled together, but she did her best to keep her voice above their’s. "Any injured to the beds! Quickly and carefully. Someone help me understand what is happening!" Blood stained such beautiful habiliments, hairs were all messy and tears stained the faces of most of them. If pandemonium could be painted over credulous enjoyment, this is what would appear.
The flesh shredded from the female's face along with the blood that painted over her features made her unrecognizable. According to what she had been told, the woman did this to herself after acting rather strangely. Lilium pulled out a folded white cloth from her bag along with a bottle filled with a lightly colored orange liquid. She poured the entire container over the cloth and placed it over the woman's face as soon as it had been drenched. It didn't take long before the fabric began soaking up the blood. Before she could get a word out, someone else came in carrying yet another person mottled with red stains. When taking care of the new patient, she heard a similar story. The nurse returned her attention back to the young woman. Removing the cloth that now turned red, a normal face is what lied underneath; almost as if nothing at all had happened to her. A miracle, right? Most likely what they were thinking, but what did it matter. Lilium gave them a hopeful smile.
Surely enough, if they were to awaken they would try again and again to end their lives. Even if they were restrained, they could find ways and even if those ways were to be stopped; those that have been tainted with her blessing would find their way to Death’s door. Regardless, Lilium will heal them and do her best to fix them. It had been important to her to do so.║❁·.¸¸.·´ X|✚| 𝓝urse |☠|𝓥illain |✉| 𝓢py ||Currently With: Patients ||About: Lilium ||Currently Wearing: Normal Attire ||OOC: ...
☯||State of Mind: Under Control 
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2018 4:13 pm
♠xRIN
KOBAYASHI x♠ ██████████████████████████████████████████████████████
Thousands of cherry trees dissolve into the night. Not even your voice will reach. This is a banquet inside a steel jail cell. Look down on us from your guillotine. The whole world is shrouded in hellish darkness. Not even a lamenting song is audible. With your raygun, shoot out the azure sky and the far distance~" A soft voice rang throughout the hallways as Rin sung and danced to the song that played on her phone. The black haired, red highlights student did not seem to be bothered with what was going on all around the school. Did the student simply not know what was going on or did she choose not to bother with it? I wonder how the festival is going? She thought as she turned around the corner before coming to a stop. Before her, she saw a group of people heading into the nurses' office, stained with blood. Blinking in curiosity and confusion Rin removed her buds and turned off her music. An injury.... on the first day of school? Strange...
Shoving her phone and buds away the curious student walked up to the door and listened in as the panicking group begun to explain what has happened. It sounded like the woman did this to herself after acting strangely, which to her made no sense. Shaking her head she stepped through the doorway, making herself known to the nurse and the group. "Sorry but I couldn't help but overhear.... you said she did.... this..." She looked towards the woman who was being treated by the nurse. "Herself...."
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Location: ... Hallways > Nurse Office
With: ...
Mood: ... Happy Go Lucky > Curious
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2018 9:38 pm
"Sleep doesn't help, if it's your soul that is tired."
❀
"If you're searching for that one person that will change your life, then look in the mirror."
♪
"Those who suffer the most pain will have a beautiful heart or will become heartless."
☂ `·.¸¸.♫║The nurse’s dark blue eyes shifted over to the new voice belonging to a black-haired lass with red tips as accents. "She just...just started scratching at her face," a man with brunette hair spoke up as he looked at his hands with distress. "But she wasn't the only one," he looked over the bed that neighbored the one they were by. The man lying on that one barely managed to cling to his life, he would have died without Lilium’s assistance. "It all happened-" Lilium placed a hand on the man's shoulder and motioned for him to sit.
"Judging from what was being said over the intercom, this is an attack. A planned one.” The woman pushed her glasses back up so they didn’t linger at the tip of her nose. "I think it would be best not to go back out there, but if you can't stand the sight of blood I recommend looking for another place to stay safe." Her gaze went from the group that came earlier to the new presence. "I can't have-" Lilium didn't get a chance to finish, stopping as soon as she felt the empty vial in her hand being taken away. Within the few seconds of the female patient being conscious, she smashed the glass bottle against the night stand and without hesitation impaled the sharp ends to her bare neck. Red liquid gushed out from the newly carved surface. The screams that erupted were not enough to block out the gurgling sounds that came from the woman. With more speed in her action Lilium removed the broken half of the bottle causing the red plasma to splatter around her. She pushed the patient down, pressing on the wound. It didn’t take long for the sound to seize as she had become lifeless. A dreadful stillness remained long after the implausible action. The sound of a music box playing in the background the only noise; it sounded rather ominous now.
Lilium’s pale fingers dripped with crimson blood as they reached for the white sheets to cover the body with the fabric. “You all don’t need to be seeing this,” her fingers shook as she removed her glasses from her face and placed them on the stand covered in shards of glass. Her eyes becoming glossy as though they were holding back tears. “Please leave immediately, this is going to be a reoccurring them. Although, I wouldn’t mind the extra help if you can handle it,” The woman wiped her hands on a new cloth she pulled on her pack and turned her attention to the other convalescent person. The man who brought him in walked out right after the woman took her own life. She could hear a few steps follow right after. “Willing,” she mumbled out loud “Why would anyone do this on their own accord?” The woman couldn't help but sigh.
She wondered if she should strap him down? Or perhaps keep him sedated.║❁·.¸¸.·´ X|✚| 𝓝urse |☠|𝓥illain |✉| 𝓢py ||Currently With: Patients ||About: Lilium ||Currently Wearing: Normal Attire ||OOC: I am in love with Rin's eye color!
☯||State of Mind: Under Control
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2018 1:37 pm
♠xRIN
KOBAYASHI x♠ ██████████████████████████████████████████████████████
Rin sky blue eyes shifted to the male with brunette hair as he begun to explain a little bit about the situation. By what he said this woman was not the only one who did harm to herself. She looked towards the other bed that held a male who appeared to be resting at the moment. So there are people going around harming themselves? But why... She thought, gaze shifting to the nurse.
Wait.... there was a message through the intercom? The black hair student asked, confusion written all over her face. She shook her head moments later and thought over what she just said. Alright so there was a message over the intercom which I missed and the school is under attack... seriously it's only the first day of the new year Sighing the student closed the door behind her in case whoever was behind the attack was roaming around. I-Im alright being around blood... I mean... I am gonna be a hero someday so best get used to seeing it She mumbled as the sound of shattering glass ringed in her ear. Her eyes quickly shot to the woman who was recently brought in just as she impaled her neck with the sharp glass. Her eyes opened wide as blood gushed out of the woman's neck, staining the bed and floor around her.
Rin only stared as the woman's body became lifeless while all sound within the room halted, leaving only the sound of a music box. Taking deep breaths the student tried to calm her nerves and take in what just happened before her eyes. She still could not believe it even though it only happened seconds ago. I-I guess I'll take my leave then... With that being said, Rin opened the door and walked back to her Dorm house. *Exits*
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Location: ... Nurse Office
With: ...
Mood: ...Horrified
OOC: ... They are beautiful are they not~
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2018 11:53 am
"This should be the place." The door to the Nurse's office opened, the academy's newest staff member turning the lights on after what was probably an exceedingly long time. The lights above flickered to life to reveal the rest of the infirmary/nurse's office to the figure. It was quite roomy, much bigger than any she could have seen. Heels clacked on the floor as the woman walked inside and made her way to the desk. Along the way she traced her hand along the wooden table that she passed. Once she had arrived at the desk, the female sat down at the chair and would look down at the piece of paper handed to her when she had arrived. It contained all of her information and things printed neatly on a card that would hopefully come sooner or later.
She wiped a little sweat from her brow, the anxiety from the first day here already making her warm to the touch. Would she be a good nurse? She was pretty good with kids but what if she made a mistake? Then somebody would get seriously hurt and she would be fired and then go back to her parents because no other job would want to hire her. She silently fumed while leaning back and letting out an audible sigh. "Not even the first hour at school and I'm already dreading what will come." The woman spoke to herself, logging into the computer and changing a few things around here and there to her liking. The rest of the furniture was good as it was.
"There. Now to wait...and do the paperwork." She looked back to the forms and everything that she probably should fill out considering that she had been hired at this point in time. Her fingers got to work clacking on the keys, her feet finding their way out of the heels she had on and curled beside her on her chair. Thankfully it was just her in here so nobody would think this was unprofessional.
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2018 10:42 pm
 "The purest forms of life
Our days are never coming back
The cannons of our time
Our days are never coming back
Two skies watching it all, fading
Two skies living it all, fading
Two skies watching it all, fading
Two skies fading, one's abating
Two suns living it all, dying
Two suns fighting, one's abiding
Two suns watching them both, fighting
Two suns seeing them both, dying
Two suns watching them both, fighting
Two suns fighting, one's abiding
Two skies seeing them both, dying
Two skies fading, one's abating"Tigran ❂ Bjishkian
The ⚕︎ Cure Technically he was off today, but Tigran still decided to put in an appearance at his new job. He had been hired a few months ago, but the school was willing to let him take a little more time off to get things in order. LeVane was the school he had wanted to attend as a kid, but he hadn't managed to get in: not extraordinary or rich enough, something like that. Now he was finally here, twenty-seven years later. Thinking about it that way made him feel inordinately old, so he just focused on keeping the directions he had been given straight. With most of the kids out and about he felt really...old...and over dressed. Apparently pale green button down shirts, black vests, and black leather shoes weren't the primary fashion these days; at least his fairly plain black pants weren't overly formal-looking. But all of it put together earned him a few stares. He just shrugged it off. It was his style, what he actually liked wearing, if it was weird to others, then it was weird. He wasn't about to go changing who he was just to conform to others' standards.
He had to backtrack a time or two, but finally he made it to the infirmary. He had heard that the lead nurse was pretty new, maybe so new that she hadn't even started yet. Really, all he knew was that the nurse was female, and he thought her name was like G. Young or something like that. The discussion had been on the phone and he had been sort of busy at the time, so he hadn't caught very much. He quietly opened the door and stepped in, lest there actually be someone there. The lights were on, which suggested that someone was here or at least they wanted the impression that someone was here, but it was almost hauntingly quiet. He took a look around the place, opening the occasional cabinet to see what it contained. Most of it was pretty standard stuff, which was a relief to him; he didn't even enroll in college much less have any sort of medical degree. The only supplement he had done to his peculiarity was actually become a licensed EMT. He knew his stuff, but he wasn't full-fledged nurse material with only his knowledge. He was kind of lost in his thoughts at the moment, trying to commit to memory where things were so that he was actually useful on his first day, whenever that occurred."In this world, I'm a stranger
I am lost in memories
All around me I see danger
And too much reality
But time will tell
And we will cross the bridge
When we find it and step on it
You take my fate in your hands
You say that we have to be strong or we will die
I want to fly from Venus to Mars
I want to slide across the stars
I want to fly forever so far
Until the day I die in your arms
In your arms
I'm afraid, sad and angry
I have nothing in my hands
I've been pure like a newborn
Now the devil invites to dance" With: No one?xxxxxxxxRelationship: WidowerxxxxxxxxWounds: Light: 1xxxxxxxxOoc: I always suck at opening posts, sorry!
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2018 9:41 pm
The door opened in the completely dark nurse's office, letting in some fleeting amount of light in the otherwise darkness ridden room. Ji would look up from her computer terminal at the desk and see the silhouette of a person whom she couldn't recognize. Based on the size and stature, it had to be meal at the very least. With her legs stilled curled beside her, the new school nurse jumped a bit as the lights came on. This action caused an upset in her balance, toppling her across the chair and then falling to the floor in an unorganized mess. her right hand would claw at the keyboard to try and catch herself but to no avail. The document she had been working on would house a large garbled mess of randomly typed letters as the fingers slid across the keyboard during the fall.
Now resting on the cool floor, Ji-woo would appear in a mess before the man as the lights were turned on. She slowly stood back up while noting the man's features. He was tan skinned, some signs of aging present but nothing that would mark him as being "old" as the kids would call today. She loved the pair of glasses on his nose, always finding the rimless style quite nice. "Er, s-sorry. You took me by surprise." Her thick accent gave away her status as an outsider. It was something she hated to be brought up, looking away at the computer before going back to the man. Ji wiped her forehead and would take a few steps forward to him.
"I am the new school nurse, Ji-woo Yong." The closer she got, the more taller the man would get. Just standing in front of him made her feel so small, even at her standard 5'10". "J-Ji is fine. Sorry a-about my attire. My peculiarity makes wearing anything so...unbearable."
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2018 2:50 pm
"The purest forms of life
Our days are never coming back
The cannons of our time
Our days are never coming back
Two skies watching it all, fading
Two skies living it all, fading
Two skies watching it all, fading
Two skies fading, one's abating
Two suns living it all, dying
Two suns fighting, one's abiding
Two suns watching them both, fighting
Two suns seeing them both, dying
Two suns watching them both, fighting
Two suns fighting, one's abiding
Two skies seeing them both, dying
Two skies fading, one's abating"Tigran ❂ Bjishkian
The ⚕︎ Cure Well, he had been looking around the place trying to get familiar with everything, until he heard a cacophony from over near the door. He quickly turned, only to see a young woman at the desk topple out of her chair, desperately try to pull herself up with the keyboard, fail at that, and then land on the floor. It would have been quite the amusing show if he hadn't felt a little bit guilty about it. She quickly righted herself then apologized for...well he had no clue why she felt the need to apologize. She was fairly tall, but compared to him she seemed short, but he was sort of a giant so that meant very little. She seemed to have an accent, but it wasn't surprising to see non-natives here, it was a pretty international institution after all. More so he noticed that she was significantly younger than him, just like practically everyone else here. Was forty-two the new definition of ancient? Was it now the trend for only twenty-somethings to work in schools? But this really wasn't the time or place to have yet another age crisis.
"Ah, Dr. Ji, Mr. LeVane mentioned that I would be working with you. Well, technically under you, but, semantics. I'm Tigran Bjishkian, but please call me Tigran. I am pretty much as new as you are, so hopefully we can help each other learn the ropes." He looked down when she apologized for her attire. "I...probably wouldn't have noticed if you hadn't said anything. I don't tend to scope women out like that, and even if I had, you seem too polite to be doing it for a reason other than practicality." He wondered if she would ask why he didn't notice, or if she would just take note of it and quietly ponder. What sort of conclusions would she come to? Despite his exotic name and appearance, he spoke just like the natives. That's because he was one, his grandparents had moved here when they were young adults, so he was just as native as anyone else. Of course, people constantly asked him where he was from, as if anyone with a complexion had to be from the outside. It was really pretty rude."In this world, I'm a stranger
I am lost in memories
All around me I see danger
And too much reality
But time will tell
And we will cross the bridge
When we find it and step on it
You take my fate in your hands
You say that we have to be strong or we will die
I want to fly from Venus to Mars
I want to slide across the stars
I want to fly forever so far
Until the day I die in your arms
In your arms
I'm afraid, sad and angry
I have nothing in my hands
I've been pure like a newborn
Now the devil invites to dance" With: Dr. JixxxxxxxxRelationship: WidowerxxxxxxxxWounds: Light: 1xxxxxxxxOoc: ___
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2019 6:07 pm
It was another day at the academy infirmary, Ji-woo sitting in her chair while idly clicking away on the computer. She would wiped some sweat from her forehead and leaned back while surfing the school system to check back on some files that had been pulled up every now and again. It had been a slow couple of days without any kind of pressing emergency though Ji wasn't going to wish one would spring up. "Ah, I'm so bored..." The nurse yawned, murmuring to herself while stretching out in the chair. Her muscles stretched from the arms all the way to her toes, the warm fire inside of her flickering from inside of her stomach. "Maybe nobody will mind if I just...close my eyes for just...a moment." Ji-woo crossed her arms and would allow her eyes to close, drifting off into sleep.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2019 12:11 am
Here, Just Take My File And Leave Me Alone ➸File Peculiarity ➸The Book of the Copycat || My Hiding Spot ➸Garden [Under a Shady Tree] || The Utter Annoyance I Am With Is ➸Tigran || My Drabby Looks Are This ➸Drab || My Identity Is ➸Mirror/Combat Professor || ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
The tealnette did not grant the grown man a second look during their futile attempt. A scene like that had been observed numerous times. Whether it was used to deal with unruly students, adults, or some foe; many of them tried to secure their way to the ground. Apparently people never had the inexplicable joy of having their life out of their hands. 'And people try to give themselves the delusion that they’ve always had some control of their lives. Oh how wrong they are. Even their futile attempt is borish. They should accept that there are matters beyond their control. Accept it and move on.' With a gentle puff of air pushed out of his nostrils, the professor maneuvered their way through the halls.
The bell for class had long run but there were students still loitering around. Not an eyelash was batted towards the young minds that chatted and flitted around the walkway. It was none of his concern about what they did but they were giving a certain man some odd looks. After all, it wasn’t every day that you saw a grown a** man floating through the air. With their slouched posture, Saya yawned at the uneventful happenings in the school. 'It’s boring.' It seemed like he was going to be thinking a whole lot today. Yes, the tealnette did register that Tigran had spoken up while they were airborne. Once again, the sloth-like man didn’t give them a glance. Manners wasn’t exactly on his To-Do list. "No, the gravity around you just decided to turn off." Saya replied in a slightly sarcastic manner. Their journey through the thinned out crowd was rather uneventful save for maybe Tigran chipping in the bland conversation. It wasn’t quite certain if Saya would respond but the risk could be taken with minimal backlash.
-At the Nurse’s Office-
After an undisclosed amount of time, the Combat teacher arrived at the Nurse’s Office. No one seemed to be in at the moment, not even an uninjured student. "Their not trying hard enough." With a click of his tongue, his steps took him further down the room. He proceeded to set the man down on the bed in an ungentle manner. "There." The man said blandly before taking a sip of darkness. Ah~ There really was nothing like coffee. 'Why am I not asleep.' His turquoise gaze turned downward at the dark substance. It was swirled around with little ease before he would look out the window. It was such a terribly good day save for the peppy disturbance below him. "You’re more chattier than usual today." The man made an offhand comment before sipping back on that cancer inducing substance.
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2019 12:49 pm
"The purest forms of life
Our days are never coming back
The cannons of our time
Our days are never coming back
Two skies watching it all, fading
Two skies living it all, fading
Two skies watching it all, fading
Two skies fading, one's abating
Two suns living it all, dying
Two suns fighting, one's abiding
Two suns watching them both, fighting
Two suns seeing them both, dying
Two suns watching them both, fighting
Two suns fighting, one's abiding
Two skies seeing them both, dying
Two skies fading, one's abating"Tigran ❂ Bjishkian
The ⚕︎ Cure This situation was so utterly embarrassing, yet he there was nothing he could do against it. Being floated along like a balloon through halls not quite crowded yet not devoid of students was something he had never thought would happen, and frankly he could go the rest of his life without it happening again. Even the snarky comeback, usually taken as a sign of wit and some light-heartedness, was taken with mild annoyance. With patience honed through many years of instructing and guiding, he was able to make it all of the way to the office without any outward sign of his annoyance. Though the fact that he was brought to the infirmary was a sign of something, whether that was some sort of sympathy or just putting something in its proper place was unknown to him, but he knew which option he was hoping for. He was set down rather unceremoniously, much to the disappointment of his aching body, but at least he wasn't dropped. "A common side effect when the other party does little to maintain the conversation. That said, I won't be swayed so easily, so I will keep speaking with you." He was half expecting to receive a beating from the asocial male, but then again, the man didn't seem too keen on putting much effort into anything. How he had managed to secure a job here was beyond his imagination.
He decided maybe it was just time to reveal his original reason for starting up a conversation with the man. Pure socialization seemed unlikely at this point, and he imagined the more he talked, the more the other man convinced himself that there was nothing to Tigran but talk. "I get the distinct feeling you would like to be rid of me as soon as possible. I confess I was trying to get to know you, so that an alliance of friendship might be formed, but I see it will take a lot more effort to make that so. However, it is our duty as employees of the Academy to instruct as well as protect the students. Though it has been a long while since the attack during the festival, that is by no means a sign that the villains have stopped caring. If another attack comes, we must know our own as well as our allies strengths and weaknesses, and be able to work well together. When the time comes, will you lend us your strength and protect the students to the best of your ability? Can we trust that you will work with the team to ensure no one is harmed?" For a man who seemed on Death's door, his voice was calm yet strong, and his eyes were locked upon Saya with an intensity Tigran usually kept hidden away. It wasn't that he wanted people to think he didn't take anything seriously, but there was no point in scaring people when a calm word could usually serve better. But with this man, one that seemed unaffected by calm or kindness, maybe only blunt honesty and conviction could sway?"In this world, I'm a stranger
I am lost in memories
All around me I see danger
And too much reality
But time will tell
And we will cross the bridge
When we find it and step on it
You take my fate in your hands
You say that we have to be strong or we will die
I want to fly from Venus to Mars
I want to slide across the stars
I want to fly forever so far
Until the day I die in your arms
In your arms
I'm afraid, sad and angry
I have nothing in my hands
I've been pure like a newborn
Now the devil invites to dance" With: SayaxxxxxxxxRelationship: WidowerxxxxxxxxWounds: damaged lungs, four broken ribs, small fracture to right wrist, general bruisingxxxxxxxxOoc: ___
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2019 3:02 pm
Ji's nap was interrupted by the sound of people entering the nurse's office door which caused her to awaken instantly. Of course she almost fell out of the chair she had been sleeping in and spilled onto the floor like had occurred when the woman had met Tigran for the first time. Speaking of which, the doctor himself was being dragged in alongside the combat professor here! "A-Ah, Saya. What bring y-Tigran!" The foreigner rushed over to help the boy gently place the doctor into one of the beds here. Or at least try was the word that Ji would describe it with. Saya more or less tossed him up here like some sort of rag doll. She grumbled under her breath at his roughness. For somebody who was employed to keep students safe, he wasn't exactly the most caring with his coworkers.
"What happened?" she asked the two of them, a worried expression on her face.
➲ OOC NOTES [x]
➲ PROFILE
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2019 6:31 pm
Here, Just Take My File And Leave Me Alone ➸File Peculiarity ➸The Book of the Copycat || My Hiding Spot ➸Nurse’s Office [Corner Bed] || The Utter Annoyance I Am With Is ➸Tigran & Nurse Yong || My Drabby Looks Are This ➸Drab || My Identity Is ➸Mirror/Combat Professor || ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
Turquoise lenses rolled around as the man talked about “the other party”. 'Now he doesn’t remember my name? No. Probably trying to spare my feelings with the finger pointing.' He shook his head at the thought. Tigran already seemed like the type to be considerate of some people’s feelings. So much so, that he appeared like he would put others above his own well-being. 'That is such a distasteful disaster.' Saya wanted to scoff at the part-timer. Though, if he did, it might hint to his own thoughts. 'Does he think of himself as some self-righteous hero? It’s too much energy to laugh at such a ridiculous notion.' The professor was content with sighing at this particular unheavel. For a moment, he pondered if this milk chocolate skin man should be watched over. It would be more work on his part, perhaps even a waste of time, but Tig’s life could be valuable in the future. 'Being responsible is such a drag.' The coffee cup was brought to his lips once more. "You are persistent." Saya commented serenely before a sip was taken of the black liquid.
"I don’t relish death in particular. It is a fact of life." The Combat Professor retarted in his calm manner. Though, that probably wasn’t what Tigran meant when he brought up “rid of” in his sentence. Now, was he appreciative that the coughing man was coming clean? A little bit. The tealnette had a faint idea that there may be some ulterior motive behind the part-timer’s sudden buddy-buddy behavior. A tranquil gaze was returned while Tigran appeared to take a more serious approach. The coffee cup was removed from his lips and placed down on a nearby flat surface. It was only when the tall male finally settled down on their long winded speech that Saya calmly assessed the situation. There was silence between them for a few minutes. Yet, there was something in the man’s gaze that evoked the sense that he was going to say something. "Don’t lecture me about my duty." With a faint tilt of his head, he smiled a strange but tender smile.
Their grin was quickly dismissed as a newcomer came into the scene. No, that wasn’t correct. This woman was a familiar face and the heat radiating off her body was recognizable. It wasn’t clear if the tealnette had more to say when their attention shifted to Ji-woo. "I envy your lifestyle Nurse Yong." Their wide palm covered up a yawn that, once again, beckoned in the lull of the conversation. Just knowing that she was asleep while on the clock was enticing a jealous-like emotion to spur in him. 'It would be nice to be paid to nap.' With his hand retreated back to a lukewarm cup of black, he churned the liquid inside. "Everything happened." There was a shrug of his shoulders as the coffee kept being swirled inside its chambers. "He started talking to me out of the blue. Nurse Yong, this man must be on death’s door since he went so far as to give me a lecture."
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2019 10:01 pm
"The purest forms of life
Our days are never coming back
The cannons of our time
Our days are never coming back
Two skies watching it all, fading
Two skies living it all, fading
Two skies watching it all, fading
Two skies fading, one's abating
Two suns living it all, dying
Two suns fighting, one's abiding
Two suns watching them both, fighting
Two suns seeing them both, dying
Two suns watching them both, fighting
Two suns fighting, one's abiding
Two skies seeing them both, dying
Two skies fading, one's abating"Tigran ❂ Bjishkian
The ⚕︎ Cure He kept a level eye on Saya though he would have much preferred lying back and maybe getting a little sleep. Yet another coughing fit threatened to erupt from his lungs, but he was determined to hold it back for as long as he could. This time though, while Saya's words may have been harsh, there was the sweetest smile he could ever imagine the man sporting that graced his lips, and Tigran couldn't help but quip a slight smile himself. "I see. Well then, guess my lecture was unwarranted." A second later though, another individual burst in on the scene. It was the head nurse of the school, Ji-woo Yong, whom he had spoken with a few times, but not overly much. He could tell that she was nervous, did he really look that bad? Or was it just because Saya freaking levitated him the whole way, which probably made him seem incapable of walking. He was getting ready to answer Nurse Yong's question when Saya blurted out his take on things. This time it was Tigran's turn to scowl as Saya was definitely making things sound much worse than they really were. "Jerk," he muttered under his breath, but the utterance was accompanied by a slight wry smile. However, the smile was interrupted by the beginning of a coughing fit"Ji, there is no need to worry about me," he had to pause as the coughing fit was decidedly not through with him. After a few moments and several speckles of blood on his hand, he managed to level out his breathing, though it came in shallow, halting gasps, and his chest burned and ached like it was being crushed by burning rubble. "Just a few injuries from the field. I'll be fine in a couple days, I think. I need to be getting home soon, but it would probably be prudent if I got a little rest first." As if that explained everything, he went ahead and carefully laid back. It felt much better to be lying down, giving his body a little bit of a respite from trying to hold him together. Almost as an afterthought, he added, "however, if you have a splint or brace or something, I've got a small fracture in my wrist, and it has been bugging me for a little over a day now." Of course he made no mention of the fact that he had just coughed up blood, or why he was having a hard time breathing deeply. Maybe Ji could make an antidote for him, or at least something that would dull the pain so he could function properly. But he wasn't going to ask for that, no, there was no need in troubling her over things that would heal up in a couple days. Of course, if she wanted to assist him in those regards, he definitely would not turn down the help."In this world, I'm a stranger
I am lost in memories
All around me I see danger
And too much reality
But time will tell
And we will cross the bridge
When we find it and step on it
You take my fate in your hands
You say that we have to be strong or we will die
I want to fly from Venus to Mars
I want to slide across the stars
I want to fly forever so far
Until the day I die in your arms
In your arms
I'm afraid, sad and angry
I have nothing in my hands
I've been pure like a newborn
Now the devil invites to dance" With: Saya and JixxxxxxxxRelationship: WidowerxxxxxxxxWounds: damaged lungs, four broken ribs, small fracture to right wrist, general bruisingxxxxxxxxOoc: ___
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