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Day: 5
Characters: Asano Rin cutest_avenger, Tsunade slugsannin, and later Constantine trenchcoatmagic
Summary: Rin wants to start cooking up some medicines. She'd like Tsunade backing her up at it, and hey - if Constantine feels like it, some assistance from him wouldn't be remiss as well.
Status: Closed | Incomplete
Adapt and move forward, adapt and move forward, adapt and move forward; repeat until you got somewhere. That had been Rin's creep ever since her parents died. Not that every move she made was equally effective, not that she wasn't balked by failure or wracked with frustration. But she adapted to her situation and moved forward, as ever.
St. Edelweiss, and then Rosenhan, were only extensions of this pattern. It was damn frustrating to be yanked from world to world, and shocking too; but she'd been drawn to St. Edelweiss, and she barely felt shocked anymore. It was time to adapt and move on again, and Rosenhan was actually the ideal place to do it.
Resources. More personal freedom. And staff had, for once, backed off on the beatings a little. Rin intended to take advantage of the reprieve, and she was going to get on it as quickly as possible, but it was not going to be done alone.
She'd gone out to the hall and knocked on Tsunade's door instead of calling for her suitemate at the connecting door - it seemed more professional somehow. Now she waited, cupping her elbows in her hands and glancing both ways down the hall. She hoped the older woman would at least consent to listen to what she'd decided to propose, and that Tsunade was trustworthy.
Characters: Asano Rin cutest_avenger, Tsunade slugsannin, and later Constantine trenchcoatmagic
Summary: Rin wants to start cooking up some medicines. She'd like Tsunade backing her up at it, and hey - if Constantine feels like it, some assistance from him wouldn't be remiss as well.
Status: Closed | Incomplete
Adapt and move forward, adapt and move forward, adapt and move forward; repeat until you got somewhere. That had been Rin's creep ever since her parents died. Not that every move she made was equally effective, not that she wasn't balked by failure or wracked with frustration. But she adapted to her situation and moved forward, as ever.
St. Edelweiss, and then Rosenhan, were only extensions of this pattern. It was damn frustrating to be yanked from world to world, and shocking too; but she'd been drawn to St. Edelweiss, and she barely felt shocked anymore. It was time to adapt and move on again, and Rosenhan was actually the ideal place to do it.
Resources. More personal freedom. And staff had, for once, backed off on the beatings a little. Rin intended to take advantage of the reprieve, and she was going to get on it as quickly as possible, but it was not going to be done alone.
She'd gone out to the hall and knocked on Tsunade's door instead of calling for her suitemate at the connecting door - it seemed more professional somehow. Now she waited, cupping her elbows in her hands and glancing both ways down the hall. She hoped the older woman would at least consent to listen to what she'd decided to propose, and that Tsunade was trustworthy.