Outside the ICU ward [open]
Leigh paced outside the ICU where Naruko-chan was being treated, focusing single-mindedly on making sure all her paces were of uniform length. Her hands gripped her wrists in white-knuckle grips, but that was hardly the only outward sign of her agitation. Her braid, already coming loose from the mad dash home, was still unraveling slowly and she made no move to fix it. She was dirty, she stank, and her hair lacked its usual luster. The skin under her eyes was bruised black from exhaustion and normally bright eyes were dull. She was looking a bit pale as well, and her over-stretched legwarmers pooled around her ankles, making it obvious she was lacking her weights. Risu, worn out from the adventure, was snoozing in Leigh's hip pouch, the fluffy tail sticking out from under the cover flap.
None of the nurses approached her. Some had tried in order to get her to lay down and get some rest, or even drink some water, but she had politely (always politely) declined. When they continued to press, her refusals became more and more terse until she was outright glaring as her patience stretched to threadbare. Leigh had impeccable control - with what she was capable of with her strength, she had to. The reason she was gripping her wrists so hard at the small of her back was to keep her from hauling off and punching someone or something, and that same desire to not obliterate something was behind her too-careful pacing.
But she would not leave. She had to be sure of Naruko-chan's condition. She was worried sick (literally, and the waves of nausea weren't exactly helping) and absolutely furious that Uchiha Itae had done--whatever she had done--to Naruko-chan. The emotions played through Leigh's eyes as she was too tired for any real facial expression.
That was another reason for the nurses' wariness. Word arrived as to what Leigh had done to the front gates and Tsurude-sama's door, and no one was willing to get within ten feet of her unless they were going into the ICU after she started snapping at them to leave her alone, she was fine, thank you VERY much!
None of the nurses approached her. Some had tried in order to get her to lay down and get some rest, or even drink some water, but she had politely (always politely) declined. When they continued to press, her refusals became more and more terse until she was outright glaring as her patience stretched to threadbare. Leigh had impeccable control - with what she was capable of with her strength, she had to. The reason she was gripping her wrists so hard at the small of her back was to keep her from hauling off and punching someone or something, and that same desire to not obliterate something was behind her too-careful pacing.
But she would not leave. She had to be sure of Naruko-chan's condition. She was worried sick (literally, and the waves of nausea weren't exactly helping) and absolutely furious that Uchiha Itae had done--whatever she had done--to Naruko-chan. The emotions played through Leigh's eyes as she was too tired for any real facial expression.
That was another reason for the nurses' wariness. Word arrived as to what Leigh had done to the front gates and Tsurude-sama's door, and no one was willing to get within ten feet of her unless they were going into the ICU after she started snapping at them to leave her alone, she was fine, thank you VERY much!