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Day: 32
Characters: Cross Marian underzealous and Asano Rin cutest_avenger. Open to Duo Maxwell duoduoduoduo.
Summary: Rin goes to check up on Cross. And talk about wtf to do about that inconveniently placed rosary. :|
DAY/NIGHT & Time: First recreational block
Status: Closed | Complete
It was becoming a macabre little routine, really. Find the friend who'd recently emerged from therapy, bring them water and company and what little sustenance she could under what limited resources they had. Rin had, over the past several months especially, become intimately familiar with gore, suffering, and piecing people back together after they went through Hell, but she couldn't say she was enjoying the chance to practice her bedside manner at all.
But this was Cross, after all, and he'd sounded absolutely ruined for a while there after his therapy. And even if he was more coherent now, he still had a God Damn rosary and chain sewed up in his body cavity.
She hoped Mayuri would join the patients someday. For the most part, Rin felt only a low-grade buzz of hostility towards the staff - only of them had really differentiated themselves, to her eyes. Joshua, for one; Orochimaru, Jack, Tsunade. The latter two in a good way. Joshua in a way she still wasn't decided on.
Mayuri, however, was a hot little boil of hatred, tender and purulent in her mind. If she ever got the chance, she'd kill him.
And anyway, she was worried for Cross. It rated a visit.
Shifting her weight to one foot and the soaking wet pillowcase over her free arm, Rin reached out and banged on the door. "General! I'm coming in!"
She gave him a second to get himself situated first, and then opened the door and stepped inside without any further warning.
Characters: Cross Marian underzealous and Asano Rin cutest_avenger. Open to Duo Maxwell duoduoduoduo.
Summary: Rin goes to check up on Cross. And talk about wtf to do about that inconveniently placed rosary. :|
DAY/NIGHT & Time: First recreational block
Status: Closed | Complete
It was becoming a macabre little routine, really. Find the friend who'd recently emerged from therapy, bring them water and company and what little sustenance she could under what limited resources they had. Rin had, over the past several months especially, become intimately familiar with gore, suffering, and piecing people back together after they went through Hell, but she couldn't say she was enjoying the chance to practice her bedside manner at all.
But this was Cross, after all, and he'd sounded absolutely ruined for a while there after his therapy. And even if he was more coherent now, he still had a God Damn rosary and chain sewed up in his body cavity.
She hoped Mayuri would join the patients someday. For the most part, Rin felt only a low-grade buzz of hostility towards the staff - only of them had really differentiated themselves, to her eyes. Joshua, for one; Orochimaru, Jack, Tsunade. The latter two in a good way. Joshua in a way she still wasn't decided on.
Mayuri, however, was a hot little boil of hatred, tender and purulent in her mind. If she ever got the chance, she'd kill him.
And anyway, she was worried for Cross. It rated a visit.
Shifting her weight to one foot and the soaking wet pillowcase over her free arm, Rin reached out and banged on the door. "General! I'm coming in!"
She gave him a second to get himself situated first, and then opened the door and stepped inside without any further warning.