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EVENT: ROOM CHECK + ACTIVITY CHECK.

May 14, 2009 23:18

Who: ALL NATIONS! + Nurses.
What: Random Security Check.
When: Around 6AM.
Where: All occupied rooms, all Wings.
Warning: TBA.

( Rise and Shine~ )

japan, iceland, north italy, latvia, south italy, lithuania, russia, finland, denmark, england, npc; nurse; garland, spain, norway, america, npc; orderly; hughes, sweden, france, canada, turkey, germany, poland, npc; nurse; crowther, austria, liechtenstein, egypt

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Room #37, East Wing prud_englaland May 15 2009, 18:15:52 UTC

England was in the process of getting ready for breakfast when he heard the knock at his door. His hands stilled on the collar button of his shirt, his brows lowering in a frown. Who could it may be this early in the morning? However, before he had time to cross the room and open it the door knob rattled, staying shut as he had been sure to lock it the night before, but the faint jingling of keys let him know that it would not stay that way for long.

He straightened slightly, lifting his head a little higher, lowering his hands, one coming down to rest on the bedpost while he struggled to keep the digits of his other relaxed, preventing his fist from clenching.

The door opened a heartbeat later and England schooled his expression into one of polite curiosity, despite the fact that it was this Nurse who was the one coming into his room uninvited.

"May I help you?"

Room #37, East Wing sanctuary_npcs May 21 2009, 03:31:39 UTC

Rachel came into the room with little pretense, the keys easily replaced on her belt as she smiled at the patient. "Good morning Mr. Kirkland, this is just a routine room check to make certain you're following all the rules and aren't doing anything to impede a speedy recovery. I'll just check a few things and then you can continue with your morning."

With that she moved to the computer desk, opening the drawers and efficiently rifling through them for any sort of contraband he could be hiding. Every corner was checked thoroughly, Arthur had already made plenty of trouble since he had come here and what he could be attempting to hide was anyone's guess.

Room #37, East Wing prud_englaland May 23 2009, 20:49:32 UTC

England froze, staring at this presumptuous woman before him and struggling not to lose his temper. This was really insupportable and only further proved to him that there was no such thing as rights to privacy here. They really were prisoners ( ... )

Room #37, East Wing sanctuary_npcs May 24 2009, 00:32:28 UTC

"Quite necessary." Rachel said, her tone stern, more the tone of an adult to a naughty child than anything. "Some patients will attempt to hide things or keep things that could be detrimental to your recovery. So we have to make sure that all the patients are following the guidelines so you can recover in the shortest amount of time possible."

Finding nothing in the computer desk Rachel moved to the dresser drawers, rifling through with the same efficiency, though maybe making a bit more of a mess in the drawers then was strictly necessary.

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Room #22, South Wing sanctuary_npcs May 16 2009, 04:05:16 UTC

Lisa stood in the doorway, smiling briskly as she stepped further into the room. She walked quietly to stand at the foot of the bed, heels clicking, and looked down at the patient, Mr. Kiku Honda as it appeared he just woke up.

"This is a room check, Mr. Honda, I hope you don't mind. I will be out of your way in just a moment, as soon as I do a very simple sweep of your room, to make sure you are not up to anything you shouldn't be." She kept her voice calm and even, her expression kind, before moving on to begin her job.

Lisa was nearly positive that nothing would come of this room's check. Mr. Honda seemed anxious to make a complete recovery, it would be a surprise to find anything out of the ordinary.

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Room #22, South Wing sanctuary_npcs May 23 2009, 17:53:05 UTC

Lisa moved first to his desk, opening the drawers and looking through any papers she found there. Finding everything as it should be she moved on to the dresser.

"How have you been Mr. Honda?" she asked, opening another drawer and rifling through the contents.

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Room #22, East Wing von_habsburg May 15 2009, 20:16:20 UTC

Austria was awoken after having been asleep for barely an hour by the rattling of keys in his locked door. After the incident with Russia he had thought it advisable to keep his door locked whenever he was in the room. If nothing else it would prevent anyone sneaking into the room and give him a few seconds of warning. He doubted he would be able to do much of anything, but perhaps with a few seconds to spare he would be able to think of something.

And so it was that he was woken from his sleep, dressed only in a loose shirt he had found in one of the drawers, the papers he had been using to try and draw a map of this damnable place scattered on the bed around him. He picked up his glasses from the bedside table, rubbing his eyes in a futile effort to banish the bags from under them, only belatedly thinking that perhaps he should hide the (quite likely inaccurate) attempts at a map, scrunching them up and shoving them quickly under his blankets and pillows. He sat up in the bed, not about to willingly be seen by anyone lacking pants ( ... )

Room #22, East Wing sanctuary_npcs May 16 2009, 04:13:42 UTC

Rachel opened the door to see the patient still in bed. Smiling she stepped inside, nodding to him and she hooked the ring of keys back onto the chain at her hip, the click of her heels sharp on the floor.

"Good morning, Mr. Edelstein. This is a room check, to make sure you are cooperating in your healing process. If you don't mind I will do a sweep of your room to make sure you are up to anything that may compromise your process." Her tone, however, indicates that she will do the check despite any objections and she starts by stepping over to the desk, opening drawers and sorting through them quickly and efficiently, keeping an eye out for anything unusual.

Room #22, East Wing von_habsburg May 16 2009, 18:02:12 UTC

"Good morning" he replied, courteous if short as she stepped inside. He nodded at her statement, having no real desire to fight or even argue much. He was simply too tired to object, though when she started going through his desk drawers he did clear his throat. He had stored the letters he had been writing in there, nothing terribly contraband, but he did desire some measure of privacy. "Miss, unless all you are looking for are papers I'm afraid there isn't anything terribly interesting in there."

Nothing that is, unless she opened the neat and tightly folded little letters, a few of which were written to people over a hundred years gone, the rest of which were written to his ex-wife Hungary. He was sure he wouldn't get into trouble over them, but he was fairly certain such things would be frowned upon as being "detrimental to the healing process" or somesuch.

Room #22, East Wing sanctuary_npcs May 18 2009, 19:43:51 UTC

Rachel arched an eyebrow at the patient, still in bed, upon the sound he made. She considered the possibility of it being an objection, her eyes sailing over loose leaf papers, picking up a stack of neatly ordered letters, quickly opening one to see if it was maintaining with regulations. She read the name at the top, and smiled.

"Now, Mr. Edelstein, I am sure you know that Miss Héderváry wants only for you to get better. How do you expect to do so and see her again when you are perpetuating this delusion of yours. I doubt she would be pleased to know you are addressing her as Hungary as that only assures a longer stay with us." Calmly she slipped the letters into the pocket of her smock with a gentle shake of her head. "I will take these and show them to the doctor and see what he thinks should be done about this stubbornness of yours." Briskly then she shut the drawers of the desk, moving on to the next thing to check; the closet and dresser drawers.

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Room #28, East Wing baidos May 15 2009, 20:43:07 UTC

Latvia sat upon his bed, eating a slice of bread with honey spread upon it and drinking a glass of slightly warm milk, gazing up at the sky that stretched so high and far beyond his tall, barred window. Still in his pajamas, he swung his legs in and out, admiring the way the blue and gray of night found itself crushed against the yellow and orange hues of sunrise. He could not see her yet, but he knew that the sun was struggling hard against the night, her unending rivalry with the moon and his dark and starry sky was waged every day and he enjoyed watching as the sun, with all her power and strength, would overtake the moon and send the light and majesty of daylight across all the lands that her glow touched.

"O Saule," he muttered after swallowing a bit of chewed up bread, "mana mīlestība..." Oh Saule, my love... He was trying hard to think of a poem or a story or something that he could write about that old sun goddess, just to give him a little taste of his home, but words were not his friend in this place. There was ( ... )

Room #28, East Wing sanctuary_npcs May 16 2009, 04:21:39 UTC

Lisa nodded and smiled and the young man upon her entrance into the room.

"Good morning, Mr. Galante. I am here to do a room check," she said calmly. This patient she noticed was certainly the shy sort and she hoped he would make a rapid recovery. He seemed eager to please and she hoped that once he shed the affliction concerning his identity that he would be much better for it upon a full recovery.

"I hope you don't mind but I would like to do a quick sweep of your room, to be certain that you are not trying to undermine your own recovery. It is purely procedure, I promise. You are more than welcome to finish your breakfast while I do this, it won't take very long, I'm sure."

Room #28, East Wing baidos May 17 2009, 00:52:58 UTC

A room check? He nodded, speaking a soft "thank you" as he finished off the rest of his bread. He recognized the nurse well enough, as she was really the only one he'd ever seen. The little Baltic had seen her before in two different situations, one being at the scene where America had fallen victim to her sedatives (or, at least, she looked like the nurse from that time), and the second being at group therapy, where she really hadn't done much at all. His impression of her had yet to be fully formed, but here, in his room, she seemed almost nice, almost friendly ( ... )

Room #28, East Wing sanctuary_npcs May 18 2009, 19:54:34 UTC

"I would be happy to call you Raivis. Please call me Lisa," she said, her tone cheerful as she moved to the dresser drawers, opening each and looking through them with an efficiency and speed befitting the job ( ... )

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Room #20, North Wing true_north_will May 16 2009, 00:14:29 UTC

A simple note is attached to the vibrant red door of Canada's room.

"I have gone to Room 32 in the East Wing to watch some films with Francis. I'm sorry if you have to see this note."

Room #20, North Wing sanctuary_npcs May 16 2009, 04:30:45 UTC

Rachel arched her eyebrow at the note, pursing her lips and opening the door anyway. Sure enough, it was empty, but that wouldn't deter her from doing her job.

Walking into the room briskly she checked the desk first and finding nothing of import there she moved to the bed, feeling along the top for any out of the ordinary lumps or other such anomalies, checking each corner beneath the mattress next. The dresser and closet were checked with nothing much found aside lint and the last was the bathroom, again finding nothing.

This patient, a Mr. Matthew Williams was cleared, at least in regards to the security check. It was another matter entirely that he had stayed with another patient but the fact that he had recorded where he was, and used the other patients real name to boot, was showing a nice progress in this young man's recovery.