Spring Forward, Fall Back [Open]
Miku was very glad that, in the grand scheme of things, her injuries had been minor. As such, so had her treatment. Take this for pain, they'd said. Practice breathing. For the love of God, don't strain yourself. She had wondered if maybe, what with dealing with the crazy superheroes and extra-extra do-gooders, that final note had somehow become part of their usual spiel.
Poor doctors, it really was hard to be them, even with all the medical technology available on Stacy. Still, Miku had taken their advice to heart. And while it still felt a bit like someone kept digging their fingers into her sides when she breathed, she tried to be a model patient.
But, she was also doing her best to ignore one little, little instruction as an old Japanese woman looped a parti-colored obi around and around her waist. It was weird how nice it felt, as if she were being firmly held instead of squished or squeezed. Her hair was pulled up and coiffed into a more formal style, decorated with bright trailing kanzashi that chimed softly when she moved her head.
Which, with the way this old woman was tugging, tucking and tying, was starting to lose its endearing charm on Miku. "O-ow!"
"Stay still," the old harpy snapped, and pushed Miku back into a more stiff position. "This is for your benefit."
"Y-yes... ow!"
Poor doctors, it really was hard to be them, even with all the medical technology available on Stacy. Still, Miku had taken their advice to heart. And while it still felt a bit like someone kept digging their fingers into her sides when she breathed, she tried to be a model patient.
But, she was also doing her best to ignore one little, little instruction as an old Japanese woman looped a parti-colored obi around and around her waist. It was weird how nice it felt, as if she were being firmly held instead of squished or squeezed. Her hair was pulled up and coiffed into a more formal style, decorated with bright trailing kanzashi that chimed softly when she moved her head.
Which, with the way this old woman was tugging, tucking and tying, was starting to lose its endearing charm on Miku. "O-ow!"
"Stay still," the old harpy snapped, and pushed Miku back into a more stiff position. "This is for your benefit."
"Y-yes... ow!"