If I had told you all, I would have also told that Cetra bitch Given that she seems unable to read Sephiroth's mind, he could have at least called Reno over on some flimsy excuse.
Watching the cars speed by three stories below, Sephiroth didn't reply for quite some time. Y'know, I forgot that they weren't taking Sephiroth to the hospital so he could get a blood transfusion or anything. It's all for Julia. This is the most blatant inconsistency I've seen since the whole bug/nuking of Wutai. Julia is injured and lost enough blood to rid herself of the poison, and it's a huge deal, requiring hours in intensive care. Sephiroth is injured and lost enough blood to rid himself of the poison (that's been in his body a lot longer) and a single spell will patch him up. Either Full Cure can help you recover from blood loss or can't. Pick one!
If you really think that you're going to be locking up without telling us what the fuck is going on, then not only are you fucking stupid, but you'll also be dead! Just then, the large, dark-skinned receptionist stormed over. "What the hell do you think your doing?" she demanded, standing so close to Reno that he involuntarily took a step back. "That poor girl has been here since six in the morning. She's saved at least four lives from that horrible accident in sector 2. She should have gone home hours ago, but there was a little boy involved, and she wasn't willing to leave until he was stabilized." Reno started to say something, but the receptionist wouldn't have it. "The only reason she's not home now is that she saw that I was still on shift, since my replacement got sick, and insisted on helping me lock up, the sweet thing." She snatched the cigarette from his lips and held it inches away from his eye. "If I ever catch you talking down to her, or any of the other good nurses and doctors, or lighting one of these things in the first place, I'm gonna ram this where the sun don't shine, before I staple the @#$#%ing "No Smoking" sign to your @#$%%$# forehead!" "Now see here," Tseng said, "We've been waiting here for hours, and-" The woman turned on him with surprising speed for her size. "You might have been sitting like a lump the entire time, these two just got here. And if you wanted to know something, why didn't you ask me? I've been sitting here the entire time. I could have flagged down a nurse and gotten you an update, although if they haven't sent anyone, I'm sure nothing's changed." She glared at Sephiroth, as if daring him to say anything. He thought to himself that he certainly wasn't without the Masamune, and probably not even then. "All of you out. We're closing up the waiting room. Been doing you a favor keeping it open this long in the first place. If you really want to stick around, there are seats out in the main lobby, and you're welcome to them so long as you're polite."
We've given them plenty of opportunities to come by and explain the situation, and they have blatantly ignored us. I believe the best course of action is just to go back there, find one of these bastards, and demand an update on the situation. Or, as I alluded to in my spite!fic, you could try asking politely. Tseng says it himself that they're just sitting there waiting for the doctors to give them an update, despite the fact that no news generally means nothing's changed.
Given that she seems unable to read Sephiroth's mind, he could have at least called Reno over on some flimsy excuse.
Watching the cars speed by three stories below, Sephiroth didn't reply for quite some time.
Y'know, I forgot that they weren't taking Sephiroth to the hospital so he could get a blood transfusion or anything. It's all for Julia.
This is the most blatant inconsistency I've seen since the whole bug/nuking of Wutai. Julia is injured and lost enough blood to rid herself of the poison, and it's a huge deal, requiring hours in intensive care. Sephiroth is injured and lost enough blood to rid himself of the poison (that's been in his body a lot longer) and a single spell will patch him up.
Either Full Cure can help you recover from blood loss or can't. Pick one!
If you really think that you're going to be locking up without telling us what the fuck is going on, then not only are you fucking stupid, but you'll also be dead!
Just then, the large, dark-skinned receptionist stormed over.
"What the hell do you think your doing?" she demanded, standing so close to Reno that he involuntarily took a step back.
"That poor girl has been here since six in the morning. She's saved at least four lives from that horrible accident in sector 2. She should have gone home hours ago, but there was a little boy involved, and she wasn't willing to leave until he was stabilized."
Reno started to say something, but the receptionist wouldn't have it.
"The only reason she's not home now is that she saw that I was still on shift, since my replacement got sick, and insisted on helping me lock up, the sweet thing."
She snatched the cigarette from his lips and held it inches away from his eye.
"If I ever catch you talking down to her, or any of the other good nurses and doctors, or lighting one of these things in the first place, I'm gonna ram this where the sun don't shine, before I staple the @#$#%ing "No Smoking" sign to your @#$%%$# forehead!"
"Now see here," Tseng said, "We've been waiting here for hours, and-" The woman turned on him with surprising speed for her size.
"You might have been sitting like a lump the entire time, these two just got here. And if you wanted to know something, why didn't you ask me? I've been sitting here the entire time. I could have flagged down a nurse and gotten you an update, although if they haven't sent anyone, I'm sure nothing's changed."
She glared at Sephiroth, as if daring him to say anything. He thought to himself that he certainly wasn't without the Masamune, and probably not even then.
"All of you out. We're closing up the waiting room. Been doing you a favor keeping it open this long in the first place. If you really want to stick around, there are seats out in the main lobby, and you're welcome to them so long as you're polite."
We've given them plenty of opportunities to come by and explain the situation, and they have blatantly ignored us. I believe the best course of action is just to go back there, find one of these bastards, and demand an update on the situation.
Or, as I alluded to in my spite!fic, you could try asking politely. Tseng says it himself that they're just sitting there waiting for the doctors to give them an update, despite the fact that no news generally means nothing's changed.
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