|
|
Post by Persephone Touzoko on May 31, 2010 16:07:28 GMT -5
Persephone strolled into the hospital, entering casually and calmly as if the fact that she was carrying a sleeping crazy-girl over one shoulder was totally normal, along with the splashes of bright crimson that covered the both of them. She made her way over to the counter, oblivious to the many stares she was getting and spoke to the nurse working there quite curtly.
"Excuse me, but someone here needs a doctor." She gestured to Hana, ignoring her own still-bleeding gashes completely. And with that she went into the waiting room, setting the still-unconscious girl down on one of the chairs and throwing herself down on one nearby. But not next to her. There would remain a good amount of distance between the two from this day forward... this distance being two chairs.
Persephone hummed to herself a little while sitting there, taking out her switchblade (which she'd barely remembered to pull out from the wall) and opened it up. The blood on the blade had dried and flaked off easily, so Persephone decided to clean it. She rubbed the knife on her already soiled shirt, now whistling what sounded strangely like the theme for the 'Halloween' movies.
For some reason, her beloved blade just hadn't cut it this time. She really needed to consider carrying heavier weapons in headquarters. Maybe she needed a gun. But then she'd need a lisence... and money to buy one. Well she could theoretically steal one, but that would conflict with her 'turning over a new leaf' goal. Then again, everything today had conflicted with that.
|
|
|
|
Post by Hana Chizuko on May 31, 2010 16:17:48 GMT -5
"Hana," a woman's voice rang inside the girl's head.
Hana pouted. "What do you want, Mommy?" she asked, clearly frustrated.
"You need to wake up soon." her mother insisted. "That girl is there, but you have to be on your best behavior." a sly grin could be seen on the mother's face. "It's going to take a while, but she could end up being the perfect playmate for you, sweetie..."
With this, the young girl jolted up in the chair, suddenly finding her surroundings had changed. "Hospital...?" she asked herself. She turned her head, rubbing it slightly from the pain that had been inflicted earlier. She noticed Persephone a few chairs away from her. What should she do? Blow off on her? No, Mommy said that that was bad. With a sigh, she turned her head to her lap.
"Why'd you take me here...?" she asked, a decent mixture of curiosity and irritation in her voice.
|
|
|
|
Post by Persephone Touzoko on Jun 1, 2010 0:07:36 GMT -5
Persephone didn't even look up from her blade, wrapping up her humming of the One Missed Call tune. With her honey-colored eyes focused solely on the switchblade, she replied rather emotionlessly.
"I'm not ready to be accused of murder." She stated coldly. "Thus, I couldn't leave you to bleed out on the kitchen. Plus, the other Tora probably wouldn't appreciate the bloodstains." Persephone smirked. "I already put a well sized dent in the wall with this thing," she motioned to the knife, "and killed the toaster."
Quietly, she wondered what the other clan members would think when they came upon the scene she and Hana had left behind. Persephone had just left Tekka in the messy aftermath, though she doubted that if the blond had kept from getting in the fight, she'd clean up after them... oh well. She'd just have some questions to answer upon getting home.
|
|
|
|
Post by Keisko Azuma on Jun 4, 2010 15:52:57 GMT -5
Keisko was in the middle of filing some papers for one of the doctors she had been working with recently when Sonya rolled her chair into the closet. "Keisko... you wanna handle the two girls that just came in? Looks like they got in a fight... One girl was unconscious but now she's awake." She said with a bored tone. The woman wasn't really one of Keisko's favorites and tended to get on her nerves with the fact that she didn't seem to care about anything but her precious manicure.
Keisko stood up and dusted herself off. The files in this place were so outdated and collected dust easily. She wondered why they just didn't clean it up more often... It had to be a major health hazard. "Coming Miss Tate." She replied politely. Sonya Tate was older than Keisko so Keisko respected her for that, and that only. She hadn't seen the woman try to help one single person... "Do you know their names?" she asked as she shut the door behind her.
"Nope." She replied popping the 'P'. Keisko resisted rolling her eyes as she walked around the desk. "Oh but they're both Tora." she said quickly. "I checked their little band thingies like you told me to do." Yes, Keisko had instructed Sonya many weeks ago to check the arm bands in order to figure out if it was a fight between the clans. Keisko was just curious and also cautious. The fact that it was two Tora's was rather interesting...
"Okay, I got it from here. Thanks." Keisko replied as she walked into the waiting room. She immediately spotted the two and noticed that they were sitting two chairs apart and both seemed to be glad those two chairs were there... Keisko walked up to the two girls and stood directly between them. One girl seemed to be Madoka's age but yet she seemed to have something dark within her eyes... And the other girl looked to be about 18 and looked like she had a bad past. Both were bloodied and looked worn out. Keisko guessed they had been fighting. The younger girl seemed to have the worst damage. "Hello. I'm Keisko, will both of you come with me and we'll get you fixed right up?" she knew better than to have them together so she offered a hand to the youngest while hoping the older girl would follow behind.
|
|
|
|
Post by Hana Chizuko on Jun 4, 2010 16:38:50 GMT -5
Hana stayed silent at Persephone's response to her question. She didn't want to say anything to cause another fight between them. These thoughts stopped once an older girl popped up and started talking to them.
"I can walk fine." she told the nurse when she saw the hand out to her. She stood up from the chair she was in, only managing to take half a step before tripping and falling on the floor. She let out a frustrated growl before trying to stand up, but failed in doing so. Hana wanted to turn around and do something to the older Tora for crippling her like this, but remembered her mother's words in her... I guess it was a dream? Whatever, point was, she tried not to make a big deal about it.
|
|
|
|
Post by Keisko Azuma on Jun 4, 2010 17:12:05 GMT -5
Keisko bent down and helped pull up the young Tora. "Miss Tate!" she yelled. "I need a wheelchair Stat!" Sonya sighed loudly and pressed a button then said some words into the speaker. Hopefully she was getting someone to bring out the wheel chair since she was obviously too distracted.
A male nurse that Keisko didn't know came out of the back room with a wheel chair. Keisko sighed with relief that Sonya actually did something. He placed the chair in front of Keisko and helped her place the young Tora into the chair. "I'll take care of her, you tend to the other girl." Keisko said to the nurse. She finished situating the chair and looked over her patient. "Can you tell me how this happened?" she asked the young Tora as she wheeled her into a room.
|
|
|
|
Post by Hana Chizuko on Jun 9, 2010 23:34:12 GMT -5
Hana sighed as she was put in the wheelchair. It was annoying, and the younger Tora wanted oh so badly to get back at Persephone for all of this, but her mother's word rang in her mind, and decided it was best to calm down.
"I... I don't know..." muttered the girl innocently. With the wounds she had, she could pull off having no memory of the fight so long as she acted it out the right way. Hopefully the nurse would believe her, Hana was a great actor, one of the many things her mother taught her. She tapped the back on her head where her wound was, and flinched at the pain. "It hurts though..." she told the nurse, tears collecting in her eyes. It was fun playing pretend, so long as it was believable(which Hana was 99% positive it was).
|
|
|
|
Post by Persephone Touzoko on Jun 9, 2010 23:57:35 GMT -5
Persephone had sat and watched Hana get wheeled out of the waiting room with a rather cold glare. There was no doubt a tiny girl such as herself would attract far more pity than a barely grazed adult such as herself. But there was really nothing she could do at the moment about said problem, other than get her arm fixed. Though honestly, she was more than capable of doing that herself.
The teen shifted her honey-golden eyes in the male nurses' direction, her arms crossed and lips pressed into a firm, skeptical line.
"I know this is like, your job and stuff, but honestly I could take care of this on my on." She waved her gashed arms to display the wounds. "However, I'd rather not go through the trouble. And knowing the tiny maniac that chic just wheeled off, I'll need every chance I can to get the story straightened." And with that, Persephone stood, dusting herself off. "Lead the way, mister nurse man." She waved the somewhat flustered man forward.
"Ah yes... please come with me." He replied, gathering his bearings before speaking. Persephone smirked, following him down some sort of hallway and into a starch-white room; where, surprisingly enough, both Hana and the other nurse were.
|
|
|
|
Post by Keisko Azuma on Jun 10, 2010 0:17:47 GMT -5
Keisko had another nurse help her put the young girl up on the bed. She wasn't sure whether or not to trust the young girl... Keisko had a lot of experience with liars considering she used to live on the streets, but she just nodded and played along. Keisko examined Hana's injuries as she put on some sterile gloves. She noticed the other nurse bring in the older Tora girl and Keisko felt uneasy at the fact that the two girls were in the same room. "Okay, I'm just going to bandage you up a bit..." She said.
|
|
|
|
Post by Hana Chizuko on Jun 10, 2010 0:23:58 GMT -5
Hana let them set her on the bed without any trouble, might as well let them do their job, right? She noticed that her acting didn't get the exact reaction on the nurse as she had hoped, but oh well. She only tried to get a person's trust if they were worth it, no problem in making a few enemies, she already had one, didn't she?
Speaking of which, that was right around the time Persephone walked in with the other nurse. The young girl didn't do anything, no glare, but no smile either. She stayed silent as she let the nurse do what she needed to do, the sooner Hana could leave, the better.
|
|
|
|
Post by Persephone Touzoko on Jun 10, 2010 0:35:21 GMT -5
Persephone remained stone faced as she stood at the far end of the room, arms crossed over her chest while Hana was being bandaged up. Quietly, she noticed just how much it took to cover the entire wound. It took almost all she had to keep from smirking. Ironic that it wasn't anything Persephone herself had done to cause such an injury, but rather Hana's own clumsiness. Apparently karma did exist, and wasn't dead set against her.
'Thank you Demon Lord.' Persephone silently thought, sending words of thanks to her sister's little 'commander of the cosmos'. It seemed as though he'd given her a freebie for once.
Though soon would come time for the story, when questions would undoubtedly arise. Persephone inwardly sighed. Today would be trying indeed.
|
|
|
|
Post by Keisko Azuma on Jul 6, 2010 14:10:07 GMT -5
Keisko glanced over uneasily at the other girl. She had a feeling the two of these had been fighting, hence all the wounds. Keisko started stitching up some of the worst wounds, trying to be careful with the young girl. She wanted to question the two of them but it didn't seem like a great idea... they would probably lie anyways.
She finished the stitch she was working on and moved along to the next cut. The young girl had to be in some type of pain but she didn't show it... it was rather creepy...
|
|
|
|
Post by Persephone Touzoko on Jul 20, 2010 2:49:10 GMT -5
Persephone watched as the female nurse fixed up Hana, carefully observing her emotionless behavior. She thought she was good with pain, but this girl didn't even blink well getting a hearty amount of sticthes. There was defintely something wrong with her... though Persephone had kind of already deduced that from the dolls and knives...
|
|
