May 11, 2009 09:30
Endrance turned his head to look at the intercom, giving it a look that would wither an entire rose garden in an instant. He would never get used to ending up in his room again from somewhere else in the Institute
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methos,
klavier,
tenzen,
tsubaki,
kaiji,
anise,
kamiya kaoru,
rude,
snake,
teisel,
the doctor,
blitzwing,
ken amada,
sam winchester,
utena,
asch,
miku,
zex,
franziska,
misa,
peter parker,
luxord,
raphael,
kanji,
brainiac 5,
the flash,
james bond,
phoenix,
megatron,
albedo,
blue beetle,
van,
eileen,
lord recluse,
peter petrelli,
yohji,
mele,
stahn,
two-face,
akihiko,
ritsuka,
the scarecrow,
sync,
ayumu,
okita,
daphne,
juri,
lockdown,
scourge,
tyki,
yukari yakumo,
haseo,
citan,
kiden,
tony stark,
endrance,
obi-wan kenobi,
kenshin,
senna,
fayt,
hanatarou,
chidori,
sora,
jason,
evangeline,
luffy,
renamon,
claude,
keman,
haruno sakura,
superboy,
edgeworth,
sousuke,
harley,
dean winchester,
hughes,
celes,
hk-47,
sho,
ren,
guy,
kvothe,
kio,
armand,
alessa,
nigredo,
naomi,
wesker,
frey,
valyn,
lelouch,
chise,
ryuk,
yomi,
fai,
leon magnus,
schuldig,
sasuke,
yue,
aidou,
ophelia,
gin,
scar (tlk),
brad,
subaru,
sanzo
"Unhand me!" Struggle as she might, however, the dumb brute wouldn't do as he was told. He'd even been so precocious as to take her journal away. That was hers! Even if she didn't really want it, it had been in her desk and that meant it was her property. She'd have it back and have the orderly on his knees begging forgiveness for manhandling her before the journey was through! "I said, unhand me!"
Pulling her arm roughly away, Franziska whirled around and snapped the journal from the man's hands, giving him a particularly icy glare. "Try that again and you'll have nothing to look forward to next pay period," she threatened. The words didn't seem to affect him, however, and he left her near an empty table as Janice came over with a tray of decidedly unappetizing food.
"Do try to calm down, dear," Janice said, setting the tray down in front of Franziska. "It will take a bit to adjust, but I'm sure you'll do just fine here."
"I'll take the call from Germany the moment it comes in," was the prosecutor's only answer as she turned away, crossing her arms in front of her. This was not how the morning of her big case was supposed to go! She was supposed to be crushing some pathetic lawyer, not playing around with this sorry excuse for a clinic. Huffing, Franziska sat down, setting her journal on the table. At least she'd have a call soon and then she could get this whole mess cleared up and the appropriate people sacked for this horrible mistake. Someone would have to explain to her how she got from Germany to America overnight without her knowledge. And that someone had better hope they had a hide of iron to protect him from the beating that was coming.
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When she heard the chair across from her slide out, Franziska looked up, fully expecting to see an apologetic nurse and instead receiving another 'patient' with a shaved head. Lovely. She was going to be forced to converse with the peasantry. Remaining silent for a moment while waiting for her companion to introduce himself, she eventually got tired of waiting and said, "Well? Name and occupation. I haven't got all day."
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Rude. No last name. Unacceptable, but she could put up with that. Maybe he was like those strange American stars who only went by one name.
But what was a Turk? Was he telling her his nationality instead? Fool. She'd asked for his occupation. She would have to have her people research to see if these Turks were an organization she should have heard of already. "So, Rude of the Turks, explain this place. And be quick and efficient about it or you'll have--" No whip. Right. "--me to answer to."
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"I asked for the truth, Rude of the Turks! Not some foolish story!" And great, some idiot was now screaming from the top of a table nearby. Today of all days, Franziska wished she had her whip so she could teach that yelling imbecile some manners. But if what Rude said was true, then what was with the monsters? Monsters did not exist as far as Franziska knew. Again, that meant someone in her office had failed her and would pay the price. Somehow, with the large number of people here, and the majority of what Rude had said making sense, Franziska was willing to let a little doubt slide through in favor of gaining the information she needed.
"But tell me more." She smirked and slipped her hand from the table, folding her arms again. "Once I leave here, I'll be certain to let the authorities know and have this place dismantled brick by brick."
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After all, of all the things she was, she was not crazy and everyone knew that.
Radio clues at night, patient groups looking for escape, experie-- Ah, there was the relevant information. What she needed was on the bulletin board - wherever that was. Snapping her fingers, she caught the attention of a nurse and requested copies of the relevant information brought to her. The nurse, however, did not seem pleased at Franziska's demands, but walked off toward the Sun Room anyway.
Turning back to Rude, she treated him to her usual cocky grin and introduced herself. "Franziska von Karma, Prosecuting Prodigy. Don't worry, now that I'm here, this place will fall within the day."
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Tapping a finger on the table as she thought, Franziska wondered just what Rude's story was. She wasn't in the habit of making small talk, but if he was going to be her replacement Scruffy, then she'd have to make sure he knew his place. She noticed he was looking at her and raised an eyebrow, leaning forward. "Do you have something to say?"
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She closed the journal with a snap and then laid it down by her tray again, setting the pen on top of it. The nurse was taking far too long to bring her the required information. Which meant she'd have to resort to her backup plan. If Rude was so scared of her as he seemed, perhaps he'd do a few things for her in order to stay in her good graces. "If I asked you to do something for me, would you?"
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"That woman is taking an insufferably long time in returning. See that she hurries, or better - bring me copies of the information you spoke of earlier. I have little time to do the smaller tasks if I'm going to contact both the overseas and American law offices in order to have these people taken care of." Leaning forward onto the desk, Franziska folded her hands under her chin and smiled almost sweetly at him - if she were capable of such a thing. "It's a small task. Think you're up to it?"
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