His father was talking about something or other. He would usually be paying attention, yet there were times when he did get lost in his thoughts, today was one of those days. He was lost in his thoughts looking to Aoko on the other side of the room sleeping in the bed, even if he was as tired as her, Hakuba was fully awake and couldn't sleep at all
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The energetic singer was uncharacteristically subdued as she wheeled into the sterile white room. A small part of it was due to the lingering effects of the knockout gas that Kid had hit her with -- she swore she was going to kill the thief next time she saw him -- but the rest was the result of the aftereffects of guilt and fear. She hadn't really been able to do anything to help in the end, and the terror that had gripped her when she'd awoken from the gas, not sure what had happened and who was still alive, wasn't anything she ever wanted to feel again.
It was like she'd told Kid. She'd already lost her family once. She wasn't letting it happen a second time.
"Hey," Alize greeted quietly, as she wheeled up to the bed. "How are you feeling?"
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He was going to kill the thief if he tried something funny with her.
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She seemed sufficiently irritated to not notice her use of the word 'our'.
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"Koto?" he questioned.
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Though not in a wheelchair, she added silently to herself. Not that she'd let Hakuba hear that out loud. Besides, she'd managed, hadn't she?
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"You're right, sorry." He was always surprised of how strong they coudl be, and he was happy for that. "You never thought on becoming a police?"
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The thought hadn't ever crossed her mind, in all honesty. She didn't really think of herself as law enforcement material, having spent most of her life in a city where it was correupt.
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