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Post by Madoka Mizu on Jan 8, 2010 16:35:18 GMT -5
Madoka was nervous about going into the hospital. She was never good with doctors and needles always made her feel uncompfortable. Nothing big was wrong with her, she just accidentally hurt her ankle while running. But they might look through her records and notice she hadn't gone in for immunizations yet. She hoped they wouldn't.
She walked in catiously and sat in the waiting room for her turn, rubbing her sore ankle, which ironically enough increased the pain. She stopped the moment she felt the pain stab her and sighed. It might be getting infected.
Madoka used to go to the hospital a lot when she was younger. She was clumsy and got hurt all the time, so her dad had to take her quiet often. Her dad... it had been three years since her dad... passed. The blue eyes teen tried to ignore the common thought that passed through her mind, laughing it off as she usually did. It had become a reaction to laugh or smile to hide the pain from what happen to her father. She didn't want anyone to find out. It hurt too much to talk about it.
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Post by Caitlyn Masters on Jan 8, 2010 16:42:20 GMT -5
Caitlyn walked into the hospital, limping a little on her left ankle. She was cursing softly under her breath, as she had clumsily twisted it. It was, unfortunately, an injury that she often sustained. Usually, she just ignored it, but this time it was much worse than usual. It had hurt to walk, and she was almost sure she had damaged it more on the way. Quite unusually, she was wearing flats, not wanting to tempt fate, so she was very, very short.
She flopped down in a chair next to another girl, a blue-eyed brunette. A slight smile crossed her face as she noticed a little smattering of irony-the other girl was also rubbing her ankle. Clearly, they had similar injuries.
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Post by Tekka King on Jan 8, 2010 16:50:53 GMT -5
"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Came the earth-shattering scream that tore through the vicinity of the hospital. "I DON'T WANT TO GET ANY SHOTS!!! HAVE MMMMEEEERRRRCCCCYYYY!!!" These shouts were quickly followed by exasperated yelling and the sound of thumping footsteps as the doors to the waiting room flew open and one of the secretaries chased around a small blond girl in a red t-shirt, black hoodie, and jeans. Considering Tekka's short legs it was a spectacle to see her successfully outrun and dodge the fit woman.
"You come back here RIGHT NOW or so help me i will-" Her declaration of what she was going to do was abruptly cut off as Tekka's foot was planted neatly in her face as she vaulted over the secretary and behind the desk.
"I DON'T WANT TO HAVE DANGEROUS CHEMICALS INJECTED INTO MY BLOODSTREAM BY A SHARP NEEDLE!!" Typically Tekka was tougher than this but she was terrified to death of needles and their various medicinal uses.
She darted from behnd the desk still wailing and dove under the chairs of two girls with injured ankles, not noticing who they were.
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Post by Madoka Mizu on Jan 8, 2010 16:58:37 GMT -5
Madoka smiled to the girl that sat beside her, who apparently injured her ankle as well. She was about to say something to her before yelling took over the room. Another girl with blond hair started screaming how she didn't want her shots, all being chased by one of the hospital workers at the same time. Madoka watched quietly as the girl hid under hers and the girl beside hers chairs. Curiously, and trying not to laugh, Madoka positioned herself to where her head was hanging up side down, her layer hair flowing to the floor. She looked innocently at the girl under her chair.
"Are you okay...?" she asked, unsure.
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Post by Tekka King on Jan 8, 2010 17:10:10 GMT -5
Tekka cast her gaze to the girl in front of her whose head had just appeared in front of her hiding spot. She sighed and answered what she assumed the other was thinking. "No I'm not mentally retarded, yes I'm scared of needles, and no I'm not fine." She began to twitch. "They're going to stick me full of needles, heedless to my cries of pain and LAUGH as they do it."
She slammed a hand down on the floor, wincing as pain lanced through it. "And now my hand is broken, wonderful." Giving a weak laugh she raised an eyebrow and in a terrible Brooklyn accent asked, "So whatcha in for mac?"
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Post by Madoka Mizu on Jan 8, 2010 17:21:10 GMT -5
Madoka giggled at the girl's words. "Well, I hurt my ankle, but I'm scared that they might notice I need my immunizations, too... I'm not too big on shots, either." she let out a nervous laugh. "Oh, my name's Madoka, by the way. It's nice to meet you." she looked at the girl's wrist to see an orange band around it. "So you're in Tora, I'm guessing?" she smiled at this. Madoka hadn't met anyone from another clan yet. She waved her own green band down to show the girl. "I'm Ookami."
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Post by Tekka King on Jan 8, 2010 17:43:16 GMT -5
"I'm glad to see that someone else has seen the evils in getting shots. It's inhumane!" She raged quietly and blinked. Tekka scooted over to the right a bit as the secretary looked under some of the chairs, successfully avoiding detection. She moved back to her spot and extended a hand. "I'm Tekka, Tekka King."
They shook hands and Tekka moved over to the left a little to avoid the secretary's check on the other chairs. "I'm glad to see that you're not the type to go ripping out my lungs and feeding them to bears as an ironic sort of way to hurt my clan." She smiled her odd smile. The one that gave most people the creeps. It wasn't like that was the effect she was going for, it just happened like that.
"Oh!" She exclaimed softly, still trying to avoid detection. "Sorry if I interrupted a conversation." Tekka jerked her head in the direction of the girl sitting next to Madoka. "You were about to say someting to her before I dove under here." She gauged Madoka's reaction before continuing. "Now might be a good time to continue that, because if you keep your head that way for much longer that lady that was chasing me will get suspicious and your head'll blow up." She nodded matter-of-factly, and returned to carefully watching as the secretary gave up on the hunt.
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Post by Madoka Mizu on Jan 8, 2010 18:05:36 GMT -5
Madoka giggled. "Alright, alright. It's nice meeting you, Tekka." she quickly popped her head back up and sat properly in her seat once again. She looked over at the girl beside her once more, checking her wrist for any sign as to what clan she was in. She finally noticed it was also orange, another Tora.
Madoka suddenly realized she was leaning in too see the band, and quickly moved back before getting too awfully close. She didn't want to start on a bad note with this person, especially since she was in a different clan than she was. "I'm sorry, about that." she laughed nervously. She then went back to looking around the room. She noticed that the secretary looking for Tekka walked off into another room.
"Um, Tekka?" she muttered, hopping the girl could still hear her. "That person left. You can get out from under us, now."
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Post by Tekka King on Jan 8, 2010 18:46:08 GMT -5
Hearing her new... friend? Ally? Well, hearing Madoka tell her of the woman's leave Tekka wriggled out of her spot under the chairs with minor difficulty and sat down next to Madoka. "Whew, took her awhile to give up." She sank back into the surprisingly comfortable chair in relief, turning her head to look at the Ookami she gave her a thumbs-up. "Thanks for not ratting me out. With any luck I'll be able to get out of here when my dad comes without any hassle."
She blinked and leaned forward to look at the girl beside Madoka and gave a large smile. "Hiya Caitlyn!" Looking at the two girl's mirrored injuries she quirked a brow. "Did you two trip in a three-legged race or something?"
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Post by Madoka Mizu on Jan 8, 2010 21:20:39 GMT -5
Madoka nodded, but sudden cringed when Tekka mentioned her father. The word, "Lucky," managed to slip out of her mouth in a quiet whisper right before smiling again.
She then turned to the other Tora she was beside. Caitlyn, so that was her name, according to Tekka's comment. Now she didn't feel as awkward, now that she knew a little bit of something about both girls.
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Post by Caitlyn Masters on Jan 9, 2010 14:21:31 GMT -5
Caitlyn yelped as Tekka ducked under their chairs, as it did a lovely job of jostling her bad ankle. She watched in amused silence as Tekka and the girl next to her-Madoka, apparently-got acquainted. She wouldn't have been sure what to say anyway.
"Lovely escape there," she informed Tekka, her voice a bit dry. "And no, we didn't." She said. "It is a bit odd that we would both be hurt in similar areas, though," she said. She wanted to rub her ankle, but from experience she knew it would just hurt. "I have a bad ankle, unfortunately, and this time I twisted it worse than usual." She shook her head. She had first injured her ankle in a very speedy getaway when she was still young, on her own, and had no money for getting a doctor. It appeared that the ankle had never quite healed properly.
She turned to the other girl. "As you may have picked up, I'm Caitlyn. Caitlyn Masters." She introduced herself, holding out her hand to Madoka.
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Post by Madoka Mizu on Jan 9, 2010 14:27:44 GMT -5
Madoka smiled warmly and shook Caitlyn's hand. "Madoka Mizu, but you probably gathered all that already. It's nice to meet you, Caitlyn." these two girls seemed pretty nice to her, despite the fact that she was in a different clan than them. She searched around, trying to find something to start a conversation. "So... how long have you two been in Tora?"
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Post by Caitlyn Masters on Jan 9, 2010 14:31:14 GMT -5
Caitlyn had no particular animosity towards any clan, having been equally picked on by all of them when she was little. "Nice to meet you too, Madoka," she said, smiling slightly. She leaned back in her chair. Her ankle was throbbing, but she was going to ignore it. "Three years," she replied. "I'm sixteen." She explained. "Been wandering the city since I was ten, drafted at thirteen."
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Post by Tekka King on Jan 9, 2010 15:35:12 GMT -5
Tekka smiled at her friend's dry humor and proceeded to answer Madoka's question. "I've been in Tora for a year an a half, I'm fourteen I'll be fifteen in a few months, and so far I'm one of the youngest there." She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. "I'd say that it sucks, but no one expects me to take responsibility for anything so it's actually kinda cool. To follow Caitlyn's lead, I've been in the city since I was born and I got drafted at thirteen, same as most everyone."
She cracked one eye open and turned it to Madoka. "So how long have you been in Ookami?"
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Post by Madoka Mizu on Jan 9, 2010 22:39:50 GMT -5
Madoka smiled. "Well, I'm fourteen as well, so I've been in Ookami for a little over a year, since my thirteenth birthday, actually. And I've also grown up in Hatsu Itonami, born and raised." she held up the 'V for victory' sign out of nowhere, just wanting something to add to her tiny speech. "It's pretty fun, I've met people from Kuma and Ookami, but this is my first time talking to people from Tora." she giggled.
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