Post number #153986, ID: 332073
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> Fifteen. Twenty minutes? Somewhere in between, an Ambulance is heard rolling down blocks with sirens blaring, attempting to find a 241098 Jinstons street. With a few turns, they start on 241289 Jinstons street and go from there.
Post number #153991, ID: 677156
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>Quickly you realize that the street starts on the other end at the number 241100. Meaning 241098 is not there. The number was wrong.
>Now you have to guess which apartment she is in on the street, and fast!
Post number #153998, ID: 911193
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>A person walking down the street sees the ambulance, and stares down at her phone "To think i'd be on the same goddamned street, I just wanted cigarretes" >The person pockets their phone, sighing "Guess I could help around, I did upload that data, so I dont need to monitor it right now" >She begins inspecting street adresses
Post number #153999, ID: 332073
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> The Ambulances rushes to find numbers on the apartments, maybe she's confused the numbers on them and the street? They stop at their best possible guess and the driver steps out, along with three other paramedics, and a Stretcher.
Post number #154000, ID: 911193
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>The girl in the black coat looks at the paramedics, and follows them, whistling all the while, observing their actions
Post number #154003, ID: 332073
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> The EMT races to the door of the Apartment and knocks hard, with a raised voice. "Hello? Sachiko? Is anyone inside?!"
Post number #154006, ID: 677156
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>A low, faint moan can be heard within. One that doesn't sound fully concious, like if somebody was talking in their sleep or very very dazed.
Post number #154008, ID: 677156
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>However, a clear voice is then all of a sudden heard: "Heeeellllppppp..."
Post number #154009, ID: 332073
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>>154000 > One of the paramedics take notice to the stranger and call out, whilst the EMT attempts to open the door. "Excuse me! Can we get your help?"
Post number #154011, ID: 332073
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>>154009 (Retcon, that.) >>154008 > The EMT attemps to open the door. "Please Remain calm, we're coming in as quick as we can. Try to breathe."
Post number #154012, ID: 911193
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>The girl comes closer ''Sure thing, what do you need'' >She shows a badge, a GCPD badge, it reads Elena Douji
Post number #154013, ID: 911193
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(guess I should change my answer then) >the girl comes closer, and calls the paramedic, showing her badge
Post number #154017, ID: 332073
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> One notices the woman getting closer, and approaches. Upon seeing the badge, he seems a bit relieved. "Officer Elena? There was a risk of someone having an overdose posted on a forum. We took the call and are currently attempting to get inside."
Post number #154021, ID: 677156
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>The door is a shoddy old rusted metal, likely aluminum alloy. It seems to open inwards, but it has both an electronic bolt lock operated by fingerprint, and a standard knob lock on the doorhandle.
Post number #154022, ID: 911193
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>The girl nods ''Alright, need any help with anything? Maybe busting down that door'' >The girl looks and points at the door in question
Post number #154024, ID: 677156
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>The knoblock does have a keyslot, but you'd still have to deal with the fingerprint lock even if you picked or smashed that one.
Post number #154030, ID: 332073
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"Yeah.. Yeah, if you could, please? Better we can get to her before she passes out.. Before she stops breathing at all." > The Paramadic calls to the EMT, who backs away to let her get the door down. The EMT, is rather small in size, already.
Post number #154044, ID: 911193
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>Elena Advances towards the door ''Aight, good call to move back'' >She talks in a louder voice ''Please move away from the door miss, we're coming in'' >She kicks the door with vigor, promptly braking the hinges
Post number #154054, ID: 911193
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>The door is opened >Elena turns towards the Paramedic ''I'll leave the rest to you''
Post number #154059, ID: 332073
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> The Paramedic nods and follows the team into the building, scattering to find Sachiko. "Sachiko, Ma'am? Can you hear me?" > The EMT calls out, the rest do the same.
Post number #154070, ID: 911193
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>Elena enters after the team, looking around the place and trying to find this ''Sachiko'' person
Post number #154079, ID: 39b8e3
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(Sorry, phone died for a minute.) >The room was really dimly lit, with just the light from a computer monitor in the back right of the one-room studio apartment. All she seemed to have was a mini fridge, a bed, a couch, a sink, a few cupboards, a dresser, and a computer with a monitor. >Sprawled out on the ground by the monitor laid a girl, probably 5'4", who couldn't have been older than 20. She had really pale skin and really straight dyed red hair, with brown eyes.
Post number #154081, ID: 39b8e3
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>Her legs were up on the computer chair, as if she fell out of it onto the ground. She wore a black puffy coat and purple leggings with black boots. Her hood was on and it had a loop to put your thumbs through the sleeves. >She was unconscious.
Post number #154087, ID: 911193
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>Elena approaches the girl and calls the paramedics ''This is her, probably, let's hurry up she doesn't look all that good''
Post number #154090, ID: b3f030
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> The second Paramedic reaches first. "Guys, in here! Thank you." > He grabs his light and opens her eyes individually, checking for dialation. The rest of the team make it into the room as he checks pulse and preps for the stretcher. "Not dead, but get heat packs ready in the Wagon." > They all lift her onto the stretcher and strap her down, wheeling her quickly for the Ambulance.
Post number #154093, ID: 911193
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>Elena follows the paramedic ''I'll come along, just in case anything happens, plus I would have a sour taste in my mouth if I just left now''
Post number #154097, ID: 332073
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"Gotcha. Thanks for the help, by the way." > He helps wheel the Stretcher into the Wagon before offering assistance getting in, the EMT and one medic getting in the front to drive.
Post number #154100, ID: 911193
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>Elena gets in, accepting the help ''No biggie, I like helping people'' >She shrugs
Post number #154106, ID: 332073
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> He nods, and with everyone in, closes the doors. As soon as they're shut, the EMT takes off. The Ambulance blaring it's siren on the outside down to Saint Homura's hospital.
Post number #154108, ID: 332073
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> The first Paramedic takes blood pressure whilst the other gets the oxygen mask set in place. "Try and get her awake, light taps and see if we still have water." "Yeah, yeah. On it. Get me that heat pack. Do we still have one?" "Yeah." > They communicate quickly, an expert team indeed.
Post number #154112, ID: 911193
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>Elena observes the proceedings with curiosity, before shifting her gaze to the view from outside the front window
Post number #154119, ID: 332073
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> Traffic shifts out of the way.. Well, some do. But the Ambulance winds up weaving nonetheless. Once on straights, the vehicle makes it's way quickly down to the hospital. Distance is quite small and they get there faster than they left.
Post number #154128, ID: 911193
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>Elena looks over at Sachiko, trying to make out any detail about her person, but especially concentrating on Facial features, she was always bad with faces... and she'll probably need to write another damn report, though it was worth it
Post number #154130, ID: 39b8e3
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>The girl's body was extremely cold. Despite MDMA normally increasing body temperature, it almost seems as though her extreme measure to prevent hyperthermia resulted in hypothermia. Her pupils were in fact diliated, quite a lot. She showed no signs of waking, despite their moving her body and taking her vitals.
Post number #154134, ID: 332073
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> The Ambulance stops at the entrance and immediately doctors and nurses are outside. The male Paramedic looks to Elena as he opens the doors. "Alright. looks like we've done our job." > The second Paramedic gets out and readies the ramp, wheeling the stretcher down and handing it to the doctors. The paramedic follow them inside the building whilst the other three wait in the Ambulance.
Post number #154135, ID: 911193
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>Elena follows along the Paramedics and doctors, once again showing her badge to the doctors ''I'm here to make sure all goes well, and help if i'm ever needed'' >Elena adds
Post number #154136, ID: 332073
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"That was pretty close." > The EMT relaxes on the wheel, the Medic next to him.. Her? Him, next to him laughs lightly. " Come on, if you'd taken the right route we'd have time to get a burg, course with your driving." "Oh, shut up."
Post number #154137, ID: 332073
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>>154135 > They nod and continue wheeling Sachiko into the building, up the elevator and into the room marked '113'. They get her unstrapped, off the stretcher, and begin with the process of treating her hypothermia... More so, keeping her breathing.
Post number #154141, ID: 39b8e3
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>>154137 >Her breaths are both shaky and varied. Tachycardia was setting in, and her body was very still.
Post number #154142, ID: 911193
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>Elena observes the proceedings with interest, and takes a few notes on her notepad, she looks disinterested after a bit and pulls over a chair in the corner of the room to watch the operations and the door.
Post number #154156, ID: 911193
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>She suddenly has a realization, and asks the personnel who aren't busy a question ''Wouldn't it be best to try and contact her parents or friends, she looks mighty young and i'm sure those people would like to know about her state''
Post number #154161, ID: b3f030
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> Doctors begin treating with anti-nausea medicine and starts scrambling. "Alright, we need a Cardioversion, stat." "On it, be ready with-" "Answer the ladies question." > One doctor turns to Elena. "Oh, uhm.. Yes, I can get to that, actually." > He seems a bit new, but nonetheless makes his way out of the room, trading his place with another doctor. Whilst this happens, the Doctors set up an electrical cardioversion.
Post number #154164, ID: b3f030
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> Stripping and placing two electro pads upon Sachiko's chest, one middle and one side. A Nurse arrives and straightens her arm, getting the saline bag and inserting the needle into her arm. "Alright, 100 joules. Clear!"
Post number #154165, ID: 911193
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>Elena follows the Doctor ''I'll help you out Doc, it's the least I can do'' >She points to the room ''I'm sure I'll also be a nuisance in there so it's better I get out''
Post number #154170, ID: b3f030
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"Alright, thank you. You name is Elena, correct? That's what's on your badge." > He makes his way down stairs to contact the front desk.
Post number #154171, ID: 911193
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>Elena nods ''Lieutenant Elena Douji, from the local Precinct, yes'' >She follows along
Post number #154172, ID: 39b8e3
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>Sachiko's heart started to beat really quickly after the shock, and she immediately shot upwards and sat up, fully conscious and fully awake. She looked around at everybody for a few minutes, and she breathed heavily, with a blank expression. "Bucket." >Was all Sachiko said as she pointed to a tiny trash can in the corner of the hospital room.
Post number #154173, ID: b3f030
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> All the Doctors look puzzled, quite confused. The main nurse grabs the can and heads over, handing it to Sachiko. "Ah... T-There you go."
Post number #154174, ID: b3f030
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>>154171 "I see.. Again, thank you for helping. We appreciate it." > Upon reaching the desk, the man stops and taps the counter, getting the woman's attention behind it. "Jesse, can you get in contact with family.. or friends of the patient that just came in? Ah.. What was her name?" > He looks back to Elena.
Post number #154178, ID: 911193
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>Elena sighs ''Sachiko is her name I believe, I have not yet heard her last name''
Post number #154180, ID: b3f030
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> He nods, turning back to Jesse. "Yeah, Sachiko. I'm sure there's not alot within the city by that name." "And you are correct. I'll have any family members and friends contacted in a few minutes. What did she come in for?" "OD" "Alright, get me her status before I make the call, and keep your officer there present, we arrest on release." > The doctor nods and sighs.
Post number #154181, ID: 39b8e3
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>Sachiko quickly grabs the bucket and pukes...a lot, enough to fill the trash can. She then sets it on the table next to her. "Sorry about that...I really need to slee-hee..." >Sachiko yawns in the middle of her word, and then passes back out on the table. >Except...her heart stops again when she passes out.
Post number #154186, ID: 911193
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>Elena takes a seat at the reception, whilst letting the doctor handle the case ''Yeah, I'll arrest as soon as she gets released from here, but not before i've talked with her''
Post number #154189, ID: b3f030
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> Doctors, quite confused, nonetheless begin scrambling.. Again. They switch out the Cardioversion for a Defibrillator and begin the second part of saving a life. "Alright, try two.. Get her set up right.. Alright, ready? Clear!"
Post number #154191, ID: b3f030
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>>154186 > Checking his watch, he conversates lightly with the receptionist before looking to Elena. "Gotcha'. Alright, I need to check into another room. I'll have another doctor inform you when she's ready."
Post number #154194, ID: 39b8e3
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>After a few shocks, Sachiko's heart reluctantly restarts, and somewhat normalizes. The drug is still very heavy in her system, meaning she is still very high, but for now she is sleeping. Her vitals, while whacked out from being very heavily under the influence, begin to normalize.
Post number #154201, ID: b3f030
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> With her re-stability, doctors begin to relax, getting medicine ready and making sure she stays stable.
Post number #154202, ID: 911193
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>Elena opens up her phone and starts checking around on it, while standing up and going back to wait in front of the room Sachiko is in
Post number #154215, ID: b3f030
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> Doctors begin to leave, only leaving one and a few nurses in the end. They decide to let her settle naturally, and let a nurse monitor for the rest of the night. The last doctor stops noticing Elena and approaches her. "She won't be awake for awhile.. We don't exactly know just yet, but we're keeping an eye on her."
Post number #154217, ID: 911193
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>Elena looks up and sighs ''I'l stay here, not like I sleep at night anyway''
Post number #154218, ID: b3f030
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> The doctor sighs. "Alright, take care. Let us know if you need anything... Any time, you may enter the room." > With that, he leaves.
Post number #154219, ID: 911193
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>Elena gets up and walks into the room, she looks at the girl sleeping ''Any balcony, so I could smoke real quick?'' >She heads over to the back of the room
Post number #154224, ID: b3f030
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"Yeah, behind the curtains over there, glass door." > She points towards where she needs to go, before continuing to check vitals.
Post number #154234, ID: 911193
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>Elena goes out and lights up a cigarette, smoking it while looking at the stars ''I'm sure this would be considered poetic or some shit, if it didn't smell like vomit and was in an hospital room with an half dead junkie who ODed'' >She sighs ''Well, no use thinking about it'' >She merely continues to smoke
Post number #154249, ID: 911193
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>Elena comes back into the room, and sits down, having finished smoking, she stares at the young girl with her piercing green eyes' gaze
Post number #154352, ID: 911193
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Post number #154856, ID: 39b8e3
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>Hours pass by as the drug begins to finally flush through Sachiko's system. The saline and IV treatment is starting to rehydrate her, and after a few long hours of rest with her vitals normalized, the MDMA starts to wear off. >Suddenly, after all this time, Sachiko groggily begins to wake up. She yawns and takes a look around the room, before taking a look at herself and her setup, and everything she is hooked up to. She then glances out the windoe at Elena, and rubs her eyes.
Post number #154857, ID: 022862
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> No nurse or doctor is present inside the room at the time, however she's still being watched through the cameras, and monitored constantly.
Post number #154875, ID: 39b8e3
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>She begins to search around the room even more. Looking at the table next to her, looking at the cameras, looking at the doors and windows and even ventshafts...She wasn't particularly planning on anything, but she wanted to get a feeling for her surroundings anyway. She then looked back at Elena, a little closer. >"Fuck. That must be a cop." >Sachiko thought to herself. >Realizing there were no nurses or doctors present, Sachiko sighed and laid her head back on the hospital bed.
Post number #155269, ID: 3d74f1
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>Elena suddenly jerks "Huh? Guess I fell asleep with my eyes open, does that sometime" >She turns to sachiko and gets up from her chair, she's huge, almost 1m82 and her green eyes seem to almost glow. "So, you got some explaining to do, what happened to you"
Post number #155307, ID: 3d74f1
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>Elena gets a good look at Sachiko "I won't arrest you if you give me a good reason, you know, maybe detox but then again I think that would be helpful to you" >She approaches menacingly "So? What did you do, and why'd you do it?"
Post number #155333, ID: 39b8e3
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>Sachiko looked down with a blank expression on her face. "Honestly..." >She sat up, and kept staring forward. "I did 25 ecstasy pills that I bought from a friend of mine. I sat alone in my house and did all of them, and I played video games on my computer. Mostly really hard ones. I allowed the effects to kick in and progressively get me higher and higher, until...I, well, until I overdosed." >She kept looking forward, her gaze unwavering but not focused on anything in particular.
Post number #155337, ID: 3d74f1
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>Elena stares blankly "Is that it? You ODed while playing games?" >She sighs and grabs her temples "I- I can't even begin to tell you how stupid that was, you could of died you know?"
Post number #155386, ID: 39b8e3
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"That was the point." >Sachiko replies dimly, as she looks down. "I wanted to die. I wanted to just, do a bunch of pills, and just, die. At least that was what I thought I wanted, until I actually got there. I swallowed the pills wanting to die, but...when I started to actually feel myself dying...I had never wanted to live so much in my entire life. I had realized too late that I was wasting my life. I regretted it all, I regretted ever taking those stupid pills..."
Post number #155394, ID: 3d74f1
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>Elena takes a deep breath, god she was bad at that whole empathy thing "That's a good thing kid, that means you still got the will to live, maybe you were just disatisfied with your life, maybe you just need change, but not so drastic as to just stop living." >She sighs "Maybe you just need help, from a psychologist or something, or from friends. Anyone you wanna talk to?" >Elena leans back, looking at the door "Because right now, the way I see it that's what you need, company"
Post number #155426, ID: 39b8e3
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"Look, listen...I owe you and those first responders my life. If you didn't save my life, I probably wouldn't be alive. For that, I will do whatever it is that you want me to do, or whatever you think I need to do, but..." >Sachiko trailed off. "...But to be honest, I have no idea what could help me. I am psychologically sick. I have borderline sociopathy and I have a hard time caring about literally anything. The fact that I wanted to live OR die was a rare showing of feelings."
Post number #155430, ID: 39b8e3
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"It isn't just a phase, or something I can get over. It is something I've struggled with my entire life, and something I will never get over. It is just part of me."
Post number #155845, ID: 3d74f1
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>Elena leans closer again, inspecting the girl and sighs once again "I can reccomend psychologists if you want, I knew someone who felt the way you do, it helped him a lot. As for the rest, I really ain't the best person to give you any tricks on how to live a good life so I can't say much." >The tall girl looks in Sachiko's eyes "I won't arrest you, that's not proper procedures, but that would be a terrible move, and I'll reccomand a psychologist, good enough for you?"
Post number #155848, ID: 3d74f1
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>She then grabs a piece of paper, and scrawls something on it, before handing it back to Sachiko "This is my number, call me anytime you like if you wanna talk" >She then goes back to her chair and kicks back a bit, looking towards the door
Post number #156507, ID: 39b8e3
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"W-wait!" >Sachiko reached out towards the cop. "What is your name? You helped save my life and I don't even know who you are...Are you that KN on the forums?"
Post number #156516, ID: 3d74f1
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"KN? I'm afraid I'm not, that was the paramedic who came to get you, my name is Elena Douji, but you can use OS if you really want to contact me on that board." >The woman looks back at Sachiko "anything else you might need miss?"
Post number #156555, ID: 39b8e3
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"..." >Sachiko looked like she wanted to say something, but she didn't. "...No. Thank you for everything that you have done for me...My name is Sachiko Uchani...I suppose, even for these circumstances, it is nice to make your acquaintance."
Post number #156572, ID: 3d74f1
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>Elena looks at the girl, and scratches the back of her head "look, I know its hard to sometimes, but I know you still got something to say, I dont bite kid, you can tell me anything >She finally says sounding tired "I ain't got much to do anyway, the case I was on got terminated, so go on" >Elena takes a seat, closer to Sachiko taking her hand, shaking it "Happy to you meet you too by the way, even under such shitty circumstances"
Post number #156666, ID: 39b8e3
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"It isn't that I don't want to tell you. Its that I don't want to tell you *here*. Maybe later when we aren't in a populated building, where not as many people are watching." >She had a pained expression on her face, but she forced a smile anyway. "Thank you for helping me. I do appreciate it...I wish I could feel more like I did, but I do. On a respect level. It shows you cops aren't all crooked I guess."
Post number #156698, ID: 911193
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>Elena nods ''No it's my bad, I didn't take the hint. I wish you luck Miss, you'll need it'' >Elena grabs her coat and gets up, towering over Sachiko ''As for the help, don't fret over it, i'm sure anyone would of helped you had they been in the same situation, With that said, I'll leave you some time to think about what to do, Remember to call me if anything happens'' >She bows and leaves the room and the hospital, lighting up a final cigarette and crushing the empty pack
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| > Fifteen. Twenty minutes? Somewhere in between, an Ambulance is heard rolling down blocks with sirens blaring, attempting to find a 241098 Jinstons street. With a few turns, they start on 241289 Jinstons street and go from there.