Jan 25, 2011 01:07
All things considered, last shift had been pretty low key. After this morning's disaster, though, that was perfectly fine by Claude. Some fresh air and a chance to make sure Guy and Okita were all right weren't things to take for granted. It was also good to have a fairly normal, conversation with Guy that didn't slip off into awkward territory
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leela,
sechs,
asuka,
senna,
tsubaki,
bella,
scott pilgrim,
anise,
gumshoe,
izaya,
the doctor,
gren,
ranulf,
sora,
england,
prussia,
rei,
claude,
guybrush,
niikura,
taura,
elena gilbert,
claire bennet,
javert,
lana skye,
ruby,
mello,
brainiac 5,
byrne,
albedo,
sakura,
guy,
stefan,
kairi,
gaara,
peter petrelli,
nigredo,
kibitoshin,
tear,
soma,
damon,
rita,
two-face,
yuffie,
ritsuka,
rapunzel,
isaac,
castiel,
edgar,
allelujah,
hijikata,
the scarecrow,
trickster,
ippo,
alaric,
yomi,
riku,
sai,
mccoy,
zack,
kratos,
l,
captain jack
"Now, Claire," her nurse by her side cooed, "I know this morning was difficult, but things will be better! I promise." and then she smiled that usual sickly sweet smile, and Kairi couldn't help it when her stomach dropped to the floor. The smiles of the nurses and doctors meant absolutely nothing to her, especially considering the doctor who had experimented on her those many nights ago had smiled at her as well, and it only made her feel worse and worse and worse.
After grabbing a plate of food, the princess made her way to an empty table, sitting down with a sigh. She couldn't help that she was still slightly on edge. You have to get over it, Kairi, she told herself, prodding at her french fries with her fork.
No use dwelling on things.
(for rapunzel eeeeee)
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By the time Rapunzel entered the large eating area (the "Cafeteria" as the nurse had called it), her head was spinning to such a degree that she was surprised she hadn't fallen over again. This was less out of actual dizziness and more due to information overload. For one thing, the woman who had picked her up in the strange white room kept calling her by a different name, "Amanda," even when Rapunzel insisted she was mistaken. For another, there was the fact that there even was an unfamiliar woman there with her at all, and a nurse at that. That had alone had thrown her for a loop even more than the name thing did. Then there was the building itself, which was unlike any Rapunzel had ever seen in her life. The sights, sounds, and smells alone were doing a number on her brain every second that she spent walking through it ( ... )
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Rapunzel. A strange name, but then again, according to some of the other patients, her name was strange as well. "It's nice to meet you, Rapunzel," she gave the girl a bright smile, hoping to at least calm her down a little bit. "Oh! And the nurses are calling you a different name because according to the leader here, our real lives are make believe. But you mustn't believe them, because ... well, what we have really lived is real, right? You just have to focus on that ( ... )
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...If monsters even had anything resembling a head. And weren't so much bigger than her. And were less monster and more, say, fluffy bunny.
Oh my gosh can daytime just last forever starting now? Please?Then Kairi brought something else up, taking Rapunzel slightly off-guard again. "What? Oh, thanks. I, uh, just got it trimmed, actually," she answered with a wince, though still trying to sound genuinely thankful for the kind words. In truth, even if her hair were its proper length, she still wouldn't have been totally sure how to respond to a compliment about it. Up until two days ago, only one person had ever made any kinds of comments about her hair (in non-animal-speak, anyway). Hearing these kinds of unabashed compliments, no strings attached, was still new to her ( ... )
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Why am I thinking about this.Kairi's smile turned warm and understanding at the comment about her hair becoming her friend, and she nodded her head. "Reliable, right? I understand. When I was separated from my best friends for a while, I used to write notes in bottles and send them into the ocean. It was my way of talking to them, I suppose, though I don't think they ever got any of them," a small laugh, and she sighed. It was true; they never mentioned any of her notes, so she supposed she never got any of them. Which was okay, she decided, since most of them were written when she was feeling lonely and sad, and she didn't want to explain to either of them what they really meant. "So I guess I could say that my notes were my friends, too ( ... )
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