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 Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 4:09 pm
Oh dear. Madeline frowned looking down at the list of children who needed vacinations...it seemed D-corp had been slipping again. "I haven't had a list this large since the first group of pre-teens..." Frowning, Madeline bit her lip and went to get to work. It was going to be a long day.
Yet, recently things had been going well, all the children she had received had been very well behaved. Perhaps the trend would continue?
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 7:10 am
There was a scrambling noise outside the door, followed by some shuffling and a gruff whisper of "STAY STILL!"
The door creaked open, with a short, black-haired girl standing in the hallway, clutching the arm of a small, pale boy with even paler hair. He was shuffling away from the woman, and if you listened closely enough, it appeared that he was whimpering.
"C'mon Roule.." the girl said softly, nudging the boy towards the woman in the room. The weasel blinked, staring at Madeline for a few seconds before attemping to run out of the class again.
"What?" Nev said hurriedly, chasing after the boy, managing to round him back into the room. He glared at the his mother and then profusely walked up to the blonde-haired woman, pouting slightly. "I don like needles." He deadpanned.
"Awww, it's not gonna hurt." Nev assured, stroking his hair a bit. "It's just a p***k and then you're all good!" She grinned to try to reassure him. It did nothing however.
"You're just lying." Roulette grunted, folding his arms. There was no point in believing his mother anymore anyways because she told so many lies it was crazy.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 12:38 am
She couldn't help but stare at the pair as the walked in--but at once noticed herself doing so and quickly stopped. Embarrassed with her face all red, Madeline walked over to the door and quickly locked at. This one looked like he could get out rather easily. If the children got away, there was no telling in what would happen.
" Allo, my name is Ms. Crossette--You must be?" She looked at the woman, hoping for a hint, " I'm terribly sorry,--An you," she turned to the frowning little boy. "You must be Roule. If the both you would just take a seat on the exam table. I'll get you out of here as so as possible. "
Noting Nev's reaction at the 'both of them' comment Madeline added, "Some times children will feel more comfortable with their parents to hold them. "
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 4:16 pm
Nev lifted the boy onto the table with a tad bit of difficulty. He winced slightly as he landed on the table softly. There was still a slight bruise on his behind from a strange class.. But whatever. He unfolded his arms and eyed the woman uneasily. Where did she get that hair? It was uh.. so bobby.. The weasel pet his own hair for a few seconds, satisfied with it. It was messy, but he liked it. Better than the other blonde lady anyways.
Roule attempted to hold his arms and looked around the office. It smelled weird.. sterile. It made his nose wrinkle anyways. It smelled.. really fake. The boy's observations were interrupted as his ma grabbed his hand, smiling a bit. He was about to quip a smart reply, but remembered the last point of Ms. Crossette's speech. Huh. Whatever, if Ma wants to do that, sure.
"Whadu I hafta do?" He asked pointedly. Truthfully, it was supposed to be alot scarier, but it was just turning out boring, like always.
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Posted: Sat Dec 23, 2006 12:37 am
In truth, Madeline's hair was strait as a stick when she rolled out of bed in the mornings. It took much effort and the help of some finer styling products to keep herself looking the way she did. Every morning it was so much trouble to dress, put on make up...but looking best was of utmost politeness and a sign of good breeding.
Walking back over, Madeline fixed the white doctors gloves she had placed on her hand. "Please don't fret...I will simply be giving you a small pinch--" Reaching out Madeline did her best to grab a small portion of Roule's arm. "Ah yes--" first needle in. "There we go."
"So Roule, how old are you?" The substitute asked as she worked on getting the second and third injection done.
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Posted: Sat Dec 23, 2006 8:43 am
Roule flinched, feeling a slight pinch in his arm. He looked at it, and the spot where she had injected. It was a slightly red patch and stung when he touched it briefly, but all-in-all, it wasn't that bad. Nev nodded, grinning, "See, that wasn't so bad right? Just two more to go."
The weasel sighed, looking at Ms. Crossette, "I'm 7, almost 8." He said, rather proudly.
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Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 11:40 am
"I see someone has been teaching you your numbers and letters well," Madeline meekly smiled as she finished off the last two injections. Setting the needles aside, her smooth hands lightly ran over the poor abused sore area of Roule's fur, it was hard to put band aids on fur, but she did so anyway.
"I think a blue one would suit you nicely." The teacher hummed finishing the task, before pulling out a set of sugary lollipops from her pocket. "Only one more thing to do and that is pick one and then your free to go."
Holding out the candy before Roule Madeline nodded politely to Nev. "Always such a pleasure to have a well behaved child and remember to keep on the look out for various appointments--Please call if you ever have any concerns. "
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Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 2:25 pm
The weasel stuck his tongue out when the needle hit. The sting lingered for a few seconds afterwards, but a few seconds later, it just felt tingly and a bit numb. Looking at the blue bandaid, the boy pursed his lips for a few seconds before pushing down the sleeve of his jacket. Blue clashed with his clothing anyways.
Turning towards the candy, he snatched a pale, yellow coloured one. Lemon hopefully? It was full of sugar, but it was still good. Roule unwrapped the candy quickly and popped it in his mouth before Nev could say anything.
"Well behaved?" She grinned, shaking her head. "Will do, thanks Ms. Crossette. I don't imagine too much will happen to him though." She nodded in thanks before helping Roule hop off the table, and out the door.
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