Post number #350041, ID: 121b7d
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> Almost a normal hospital, except for the security set in stone that's more than decent. Fortified with many of personnel, the building sands quietly. Awaiting.
Post number #350049, ID: 5c24eb
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>In the ER, One of the beds is occuped by John, who has been found passed out, and brought to the hospital. His head covered in bandages, still in a slightly dirty hospital gown.
"Didn't we just have him in recently?
Post number #350059, ID: 121b7d
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> Knocking on the door, another patient of the hospital. Elliott stands in her gown at his room's door. waiting for an answer.
Post number #350067, ID: 5c24eb
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>One of the nurses responds, as John is asleep. "Ma'am? Are you ok?"
Post number #350078, ID: 121b7d
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> She nods promptly.
"Y-Yes, I have just come to see John. He's a friend. I-Is he awake?"
Post number #350085, ID: 5c24eb
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"Oh, You can visit him, but he's not awake. We were lucky we found him, because his recovery was not over. He broke out earlier today, so he's chained to the bed now." >The nurse says with sadness.
Post number #350097, ID: 7cfadf
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> She nods, understanding. "A-Alright. Thank you. I'm.. Sorry for his trouble."
Post number #350122, ID: 5c24eb
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"You can still visit him, As he should be waking up for his meal soon." >The nurse slides the curtain away, showing John.
Post number #350127, ID: 066e48
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> Elliott takes a good look before entering, nodding her thanks to the nurse. She stands next to the bed and inspects him.
Post number #350129, ID: 5c24eb
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>John moves slightly, mumbling at first. "Eli.... No...." >But his movements procede to get more violent, as be begins to flail, as if in a nightmare.
Post number #350135, ID: 066e48
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"J-John?" > She whispers softly, placing a hand on his shoulder.
Post number #350144, ID: 5c24eb
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>>350135 >His eyes open, As he grabs Elliott's hand, out of reaction. "AGH! Oh... S-sorry." >He lets go, still reeling in the nightmare.
>A nurse rushes in, hearing the commotion. "Is everything OK?"
Post number #350160, ID: 7cfadf
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"E-Everythings fine." > She jumps as a reaction, but quickly settles when the nurse enters.
Post number #350163, ID: 5c24eb
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"Where am I, why am I chained?" >John looks around, raising his head.
>The nurse responds, albeit tired. "You're in Torchwood hospital, and you're chained because you ran away."
Post number #350172, ID: 7cfadf
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"J-John.." > Elliott looks to the nurse. "Please, I can watch him until he's free."
Post number #350180, ID: 5c24eb
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>>350172 "Elliott?" >John finally realises who is next to him, slightly calming. "Why are you out of bed?"
Post number #350184, ID: 2be58a
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>The nurse sighs, shaking her head and heading for the door. "I shall grab the keys, if you wish to take the job."
Post number #350185, ID: 066e48
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>>350180 "I overheard you were here, too. So I've decided to come see you. A-Are you.. Are you doing well?"
Post number #350193, ID: 5c24eb
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>>350185 "I'm not. I fucked up, and I'm fucking fuming. I should have tore Kaz to shreds when I could have. Look at me." >John gets angrier, and angrier, the cuffs straining to contain him, but he lets go, as he says his last phrase. "I'm a mess." >He defeatedly mumbles.
Post number #350200, ID: 066e48
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>>350193 > Elliott listens in shock, trying not to tear up and cry. She leans over and hugs him tightly, shaking through her own pain.
"John.. John please, don't give up yet. Things can change, really. You just have to keep trying."
Post number #350204, ID: 2be58a
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>The nurse returns shortly. Keys in hand, she unlocks the chain and leaves promptly. Mentally she hopes he doesn't try to leave again.
Post number #350206, ID: 5c24eb
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>>350200 >He hugs her back, comforting her. "I will, I have to, for your sake."
Post number #350215, ID: 066e48
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> Elliott smiles and squeezes a but, enjoying his warmth before letting go. "Thank you, John. I'm happy you're still sane."
Post number #350224, ID: 5c24eb
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"That's the question. Am I slipping? Or have I slipped?" >John lets go of Elliott.
Post number #350232, ID: 066e48
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"I can't answer that, but I can promise you. I will catch you nonetheless." > Her smile remains warm, now with a giggle.
Post number #350235, ID: 5c24eb
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>>350232 "Now, you should get back to your bed, rest up, I'd sleep... but you saw what happened." >John sighs.
Post number #350253, ID: 066e48
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"I understand. Please, please take care, John." > She leans over for another hug, before returning to the door.
Post number #350273, ID: 5c24eb
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>John hugs her back, just before she leaves, he stops her. "Wait, let me stay with you."
Post number #350277, ID: 066e48
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> She looks back to him, curious. "Huh? With me? In my room?"
Post number #350282, ID: 5c24eb
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"Yeah. I'm just afraid something would happen again." >John tries to get up, but is stopped by the cuffs.
Post number #350329, ID: 5c24eb
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>But realises, that just one of the cuff have been taken off... He casually stands up, stumbling a bit, bed-ridden. "Who the fuck removes just one?" >But to himself, >"How kinky is this nurse?"
Post number #350331, ID: 7cfadf
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"Eh? h-here, I'll go back and get her."
> Elliott somewhat thinks the same thing. but throws it away as she once again returns to the door.
Post number #350334, ID: 2be58a
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>>350331 "No need." > A male voice stops her. Directly front, standing there in the door way is a british-romanian male, wearing an oldschool tweed jacket and pants, along with a newsboy cap.
"Bit of a situation there, Ano. Innit?"
Post number #350335, ID: 5c24eb
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>John pretends to not hear the guy, pretending to assume there's another, not dead Ano. "Elliott, who's that?" >John wraps the chain around his fist.
Post number #350337, ID: 7cfadf
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"I.. I D-Don't..." > She stutters, beginning to back up.
Post number #350340, ID: 2be58a
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"I never properly thanked you, but of course I can't if I don't go by your name. John, innit now?"
> The man enters the room from the opening made by Elliott, approaching John.
"Remindin' me of my brother, now are ya'?"
Post number #350343, ID: 5c24eb
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>John relaxes, but keeps Elliott behind him. "Tommy, the man who ran from an entire city." >John holds out his hand for a handshake. "How's the underground been?"
Post number #350345, ID: 2be58a
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"Quite alright. Really, not much of an effort, but.. I've decided to get out some. Fresh air, as you have it."
> He takes the shake, the blade shining visibly in his hat as he gets closer. It is, the same old Thomas Shelby.
Post number #350353, ID: 5c24eb
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"Still going with old tricks?" >John smirks, as he plays with his prosthetic.
Post number #350360, ID: 2be58a
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"Always. Still head strong, ey?" > He chuckles, adjusting his cap and looking to Elliott. "I thought you got that damned thing off ya'. What happened?"
> Shelby nods to the Exoskeleton.
Post number #350363, ID: 5c24eb
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"Really Tommy? Don't you remember the raid?" >John looks at him funny.
Post number #350368, ID: 066e48
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"I, uh.. ehm..." > She's at loss of words, for his arrival. Instead, she shy's out.
Post number #350371, ID: 2be58a
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"Huh? No, I mean.. I thought we got it off after. Last I saw her she had it off. What's it doin' back on?"
Post number #350372, ID: d0aa66
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>A sudden cry is heard near the entrance "Thou art crazy! Let this one go this instant, t-This is too fast!"
Post number #350376, ID: 066e48
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"It would've been faster in my car." > Another voice rings with it.
Post number #350380, ID: 5c24eb
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>>350371 "IN1 got it off, but... she's back, Tommy. This time, she's made it real fucking personal."
Post number #350390, ID: 2be58a
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> Tommy gives him a glare, one that contemplates, before looking to the window.
"Thought you killed 'er. How the hell she survive n' to he head?"
Post number #350394, ID: 5c24eb
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>>350390 "If I had that answer, we'd be a lot better off than this, Tommy." >John watches the entrance, curious as to who are the new arrivals.
Post number #350420, ID: 066e48
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> The first to enter the room is Kazuki, sighing as he opens the door to see John, and Elliott.. But is in complete shock to see Tommy.
Post number #350422, ID: 5c24eb
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"What the fuck are you doing here." >John says, voice dripping with hate, as he unravels the chain.
Post number #350424, ID: 066e48
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> Elliott's smile drops as she sees him. Kazuki sighs and scratches his head.
"I'm here to talk to Elliott. But I suppose I need to say the same to you."
Post number #350428, ID: 5c24eb
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>John's prosthetic arm pushes out a blade, breaking the cuff, as he keeps Elliott firmly behind him. "Really now. How do you plan to 'talk', Kaz?"
Post number #350433, ID: 2be58a
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Tommy, confused at the hostility, backs a bit with his hand on his cap.
"What's goin' on here?"
Post number #350434, ID: d0aa66
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>Marie slowly comes into the room, shooting a glare at both Kazuki and John "Wouldst thee both mot calm down, tis like watching a children's squabble" >Her legs are still shaking from the way Uni carried her here, and her expression is little less than composed
Post number #350438, ID: 5c24eb
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"Would a child squabble over a lost arm? WOULD a child squabble over a fractured skull? Or would an adult?" >John glares at Marie.
Post number #350485, ID: d0aa66
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>>350438 >Marie looks on and sighs "A child would squabble, an adult would learnt to take a hint, doest thou not realize how Kazuki feels, This one believes he too suffers from what he did, is his forgiveness not genuine to thou, hast thine heart gone shallow or are thee plain ravenous?" >She says with a renewed glare "What this one is saying is that thine wounds will heal, and that dialogue shoult be prioritized"
Post number #350486, ID: 5c24eb
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>>350485 "Kaz had a few chances now. He should know better." >John retracts his blade, and still keeps Elliott behind him, weary of Kaz's ability to betray...
Post number #350534, ID: 5d5191
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> Uni steps into the room; late, but intruding. Her glare darts through everyone in the room.
"—John, rest at ease."
> She says, not as a command but as a suggestion.
"I don't think we should introduce conflict to a house of healing."
Post number #350555, ID: ffedaa
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"Damn right, you shouldn't!" >Very angry, rough voice comes from behind her. Short, grey-haired man in a lab coat on top of a simple grey suit walked down the corridor, and now stood at the room's entrance. "Jòsef Kitsukian, M.D., Ch.M. Head Physician." was written on his badge and "rage" was written on his deeply-wrinkled, stern face. "The hell is up with this visiting committee? Don't you know it's two people tops that can visit a patient at one time?"
Post number #350556, ID: ffedaa
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>His head turned to Tommy. "You have a death wish, chap? Why do I see you with a cap on in a patient's room?" >Then to Elliot. "And why the bloody hell are you up here, and not in your goddamn bed, miss?"
Post number #350560, ID: 5efa5a
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"This one dost not like the look on this physicians face..." >Marie cowers behind Kazuki, hiding herself
Post number #350565, ID: 5d5191
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> Uni sighs, not knowing at all how to respond.
"Pardon us for the intrusion. These people have quite the past and perhaps is in the midst of reminiscing them—"
> She gestures every single one of them to get out, except for John, of course.
"—And you, Kazuki. Stay."
Post number #350597, ID: 2cb181
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> Elliott follows instruction, quiet as hopefully she can get out without getting yelled at again. Kazuki stands rather silent as well.
Post number #350630, ID: 5c24eb
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>>350555 "You fucking tell em, doc..." >John sighs, siting at the side of his bed. >>350565 "Uni, I appreciate the gesture, but Kaz should leave." >John sits tense.
Post number #350756, ID: 5d5191
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> Uni gave John a long death glare, spelling out "No, you two should talk" with the look alone.
"Why are you out of your room, Elliott?"
> She goes to Elliott, helping her walk.
Post number #350769, ID: 5c24eb
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>>350756 >John stares back at Uni.
Post number #350773, ID: 5d5191
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> Uni sighs, even longer now.
"—John, Kazuki. You both have something to sort. Maybe even the British lad over there as well,"
> She eyes Thomas.
"The doctor is strongly against crowding the room. I'll be taking Elliott and Marie in the meantime."
> Something in her voice tells that she has planned the separation.
Post number #350778, ID: 27a9ea
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>>350773 "Uni." >John stops her. "I hope you understand what kind of trust I am putting in to you, to watch over Elliott."
Post number #350779, ID: 5d5191
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> Uni nods.
"You don't need to tell me that."
> She pauses, facing away from John.
"We have promised Elliott, and you to an extent; why do you think we would be doing this?"
Post number #350801, ID: ffedaa
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"This is all very touching of course, and I most appreciate the gesture, miss what was your name again?" - >Short doctor spoke up, his tone of voice dry enough to turn an ocean into a desert, "But unless you're intent on taking miss Reumund straight back into her room, I strongly suggest you give up on the idea."
Post number #350815, ID: 2356df
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"What else do I intend?"
> Uni responded, flinching away from her talk with John.
"—I mean no harm to her or the hospital, of course. Taking her away would do no one good."
> She then turns back, but faces the doctor instead of John.
"Uni. The name is Uni."
Post number #350896, ID: ffedaa
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>Jòsef shrugged, gesture more indifferent than annoyed. "Sometimes people do the dumbest things and I am no telepath." - >He started walking towards John, seemingly not interested in continuing the conversation. "If you have any questions to me, you can stay in miss Reumund's room, I will come by for her check-up once I'm done with this hotshot." >He nodded towards the bandaged man.
Post number #350911, ID: 2356df
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"Right. Treat him well, he is quite the stubborn man."
> Uni says, before nudging Marie away from Kazuki.
"Come now, my lady."
Post number #351733, ID: fe4f47
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>>350911 "S-Surely, be good Kazuki, or this one shalt give thou a scolding later!" >Marie slowly follows Uni, still looking back at him and john with a worried face
Post number #352108, ID: 066529
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>>350896 "Funny, and I thought I was burned out." >John sits at his bed, now not really focused on anything, not acknowledging Kaz.
Post number #352554, ID: 93bcfd
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> Uni takes the two girls out from the room. She sees John and Kazuki before she goes, already feeling the tense resentfulness between the two.
"—So, Elliott, where is your room?"
> Quickly, she returns to Elliott and Marie; already pushing them out of the less-than-joyous room.
Post number #352666, ID: d0aa66
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>>352554 "This one is pleased to meet you" >Marie does a cute curtsy, it looks natural, like she's done it many times before "Was it really wise to let such hotblooded men together in that room? This one wonders..." >Her tail droops
Post number #352842, ID: 93bcfd
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>>352666 > Uni doesn't give an answer straight away. She seems distracted, almost to an extent of daydreaming.
"—Well.. there is nothing we can do. Not a speckle of help can be done. They are their own problem, and they too should be their amendment."
> She says with a slight frown that she quickly turns to a smile.
".. Say, Marie was it? I shan't ignore your curtsy, but this skirt is not made to reply such action."
> Uni's skirt is more or less too tight to do a curtsy.
Post number #353068, ID: d0aa66
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>>352842 "Ah, what is with thine's skirt? Have robes gone out of fashion or is ut traditional to expose one's panties in thy city... Such lewd behaviour" >Marie shakes her head
Post number #353080, ID: 93bcfd
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>>353068 "'T-tis not at all the case! S-such skirt purpose is to appear in utmost elegance!"
> Uni feels as though her fashion sense has been struck down by Marie.
"I.. I feel it is unjust to w-wear my maid outfit at times like these."
> She says, knowing the outfit as the only one with free-flowing skirt she has.
Post number #353081, ID: d0aa66
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"B-Buy maybe that is normal and this one should oblige... Truly a conandrum..." >Marie is slowly lifting her skirt, revealing plump thighs and cute stockings, she's blushing intensly
Post number #353094, ID: d0aa66
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>>353080 >She is not hearing you at all
Post number #353098, ID: 93bcfd
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>>353081 "P-put it down, my lady! That is not at all the case!"
> Uni flusters over Marie's sudden display.
"—I-I have neither of those shown. It is not a custom!"
> She tries to show Marie her black stockings. Along with the skirt, there is not a single skin showing from her legs.
"I-it-it is still a lewd act to do such.. that you are doing."
Post number #353104, ID: d0aa66
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>>353098 >She suddenly pulls her skirt down "T-Tis a troublesome thing, why did thou wait to tell me!" >She's blushing from ear to ear
Post number #353107, ID: 93bcfd
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"I-I hasten my speech, b-but thou art one with strong willpower."
> Still taking gasps of air, Uni tries to regain her calm demeanor.
"To pull one's skirt in public is not polite, my lady."
Post number #353111, ID: d0aa66
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>>353107 "T-This one knowst! Thou were the one who hast me thinking twas a normal practice here! To think this one was fooled as such..." >She holds her skirt down with an embarrassed expression, a pout on her face "Let us forget this regrettable event shalt we? And thou musnt think about this one lasciviously!" >She says, huffing a bit
Post number #353125, ID: 93bcfd
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"Nay, I am not."
> Uni chuckles at Marie's child-like expression.
"Thou shalt not take my actions as though it is a common. This land of steel hath no normal."
Post number #353193, ID: d0aa66
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>>353125 "If this place hath no common sense, why doest... Forget it, this one cannot make sense of whatever is happening" >Marie is still holding her skirt, her tail drooping and kicking up on the ground
Post number #353194, ID: ce118a
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What the
Post number #353335, ID: 7cfadf
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> Kazuki remains quiet, not hardly taking a chance of saying anything John.
Post number #353373, ID: ffedaa
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>Seeing as none of the remaining two male visitors bother talking with his patient, Jòsef took a chair from the room's corner, and sat down in front of John. "Let's get it over with, then." - >He took out a single tissue from one of his lab coat pockets, and wiped both of his hands with it, before the inner side of his left palm suddenly opened up, revealing it's prosthetic nature. It would've been impossible to tell his palms were prosthetics otherwise.
Post number #353374, ID: ffedaa
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>Doctor put the tissue inside the opening, which closed promptly, with a barely audible thump of matter disintegrator activation. He raised both his hands in the air on his shoulders level, in a fluid, accurate motion - despite being deliberately slow, it somehow was difficult to follow with one's eyes. "Now, mister Malkovich, would you be so kind to turn your head a little? I want to examine the suturing on your temple."
Post number #353376, ID: 5c24eb
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>John turns his head, yet still staring at Kaz, expecting him to say something.
Post number #353393, ID: ffedaa
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>Jòsef closed his eyes, and put both his hands on John's bandaged temple, not bothering to remove the bandages. This weird assesment continued for a minute or two, and then he took his hands off and moved back onto his chair. "Alright, that's all for now, thankfully it seems to okay." - >Doctor let out a smile, more polite than sincere, but it still didn't seem to belong on his face. - "However, mister Malkovich, I'm afraid I have some bad news for you."
Post number #353394, ID: ffedaa
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"Most of the injuries you have suffered, while being serious on their own rights, can be generally overlooked, as in, I wouldn't expect them to take any longterm effects on your body." >Jòsef tapped himself lightly on the temple. "This one, however, is another deal entirely. I am unsure of exactly how familiar you are with human anatomy, but area around and inside of the temporal bone is extremely important. And temporal bone fractures are one of the nastiest injuries you can get."
Post number #353395, ID: ffedaa
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>He let out a short sigh, and continued. "You got lucky is all I can say. While some damage was done to the facial nerve, it was recoverable. No serious damage was done to vestibule-cochlear nerve, and while you may have some motion sickness and difficulties in movement, they should go away with time. However, you have suffered otic capsule disruption, with some damage being done to the internal auditory canal."
Post number #353396, ID: ffedaa
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"Most likely, it will result in degradation of your ability to distinguish and understand speech, although it is not clear to what degree. I would expect only minor problems with differentiating background noise from foreground voices, but further damage to the head is very likely to worsen the matter even after full recovery. Let me rephrase this again - further damage to the head will leave you deaf, mister Malkovich."
Post number #353398, ID: ffedaa
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>Doctor kept silent to let his words sink in.
Post number #353421, ID: 5c24eb
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"Huh?" >John jokingly puts his hand to his ear pretending not to hear. "Well doc, I'm sure a bit of rest would help."
Post number #353423, ID: 5c24eb
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>John keeps a calm smile, as if nothing is wrong. "And I'm absolutely sure, if I can find my stem cells, I can probably head over to one of the specialists, like Greenwood."
Post number #353428, ID: ffedaa
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"I'm glad that you're not especially bothered by the prospect and am concerned for the same reason." - >Jòsef shrugged, as he stood up. - "Anyway, that is your health, and it is up to you what to do with your life, my job is to warn you of the consequences. We don't perform invasive operations of this scope here at Torchwood, as we're emergency hospital first and foremost. VeriaTech, or Greenwood, as you noted, facilities would be definitely better equipped for that."
Post number #353432, ID: 5c24eb
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>>353428 "Thanks for the patch work doc, can I sign out now? I've got people to beat. Physically..." >He looks at Kazuki "And Metaphorically."
Post number #353433, ID: 7cfadf
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> Kazuki sighs.
> Meanwhile, Marie and Uni's conversation has been muted by Elliott, whose found herself staring at the walls, sitting on her bed.
Post number #353441, ID: ffedaa
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>>353432 "Sure thing, after two more days in bed you're free to go wherever you want. Until then I recommend you relax, unless getting bound to the bed is your fetish." >Doctor made a vague gesture, and went out of the room, walking down the corridor towards Elliott's.
Post number #353442, ID: b233c6
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>>353433 "Houston to Elliott, we have got a conversation."
> Uni tries to bring Elliott to talk.
"—Anything in your mind, Elliott? There is nothing wrong with the walls, is there?"
Post number #353443, ID: 5c24eb
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>>353441 "Depending on how attractive she is, it could be." >John chuckles.
Post number #353445, ID: 7cfadf
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>>353442 "H-Huh?" > She loses focus and looks to Uni, smiling.
"Ah~ Sorry, I-I was just day dreaming."
> She wobbles as she turns to face Uni, giggling as she does som Her attitudes.. Off? She's a bit happy.
Post number #353446, ID: 7cfadf
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(As she does so.**)
Post number #353448, ID: b233c6
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>>353445 "Daydreaming is good for the creative, but to daydream after a trauma—.."
> Uni doesn't continue and instead turns, looking for a topic, before landing her eyes on Marie.
"O-oh, have you been introduced to the lady here? She is a magus from another world!"
> She tries to make the topic as exciting as possible, evident in her tone.
Post number #353452, ID: 7cfadf
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>>353448 "A.. A m-magus?"
> Elliott seems rather confused. She tilts her head as she looks at Marie.
"Quite a cute girl indeed, if that's what you're saying."
> She notes the tail.
Post number #353459, ID: b233c6
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"N-no! She is a magus! An.. uhm—.. witch of sorts, if I put it lightly."
> Uni says, explaining the definition.
"B-but she is indeed cute!"
Post number #353465, ID: 7cfadf
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"Indeed.. B-But a witch? That's.. How is that possible?" > Elliott grows curious, feeling the excitement from Uni inside herself.
Post number #353466, ID: 5c24eb
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>>353441 "Oh and Doc, would you be so kind as to ask the nurse for some tea, for 2?" >John says one last thing, before letting the doctor leave.
Post number #353470, ID: b233c6
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>>353465 "She is from another world!"
> Uni doesn't answer the question and instead gave more things to question.
"—S-she seems to know Kazuki at a friendship though. B-but that's a magus for you!"
Post number #353471, ID: fe4f47
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>>353459 "TREAT THIS ONE NOT AS A WITCH, I BEG OF YOU" >Marie screams out and stomps her feet on the ground "This one is a mage of the highest rank not some diviner pagan!"
Post number #353472, ID: b233c6
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>>353471 "Ah! Mage. That's the word."
> Uni takes out a note and writes something down with the attached pen.
"—S-sorry, my lady. There hath very little to differ a pagan, a mage, and a bishop in this age."
Post number #353476, ID: fe4f47
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>>353472 "Muguuu, this world is getting on this one's nerve more and more!" >She keeps stomping before suddenly noticing Eliott and coughing "Well met, This one is Lady Mariella of Endless Nights, formerly from the Auburn lineage of the great draconian heritage" >She does a curtsy "Thee shoult feel at ease, this goes for thou too, Uni"
Post number #353493, ID: b233c6
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"This Uni shall."
> Uni nods.
"-Ah—.. I have not introduced myself either."
> She places her right hand on her chest forming a salute gesture, as she bows to Marie.
"Uni, Maid of Glitch City, and a scribe to a thousand scripture."
> She introduced her two occupation, a housemaid and a writer, flamboyantly.
"Pleased to meet you, my lady."
Post number #353497, ID: fe4f47
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"I said to feel at ease, thee shoult not force thyself to treat me so highly, twould be bad manners to force it upon people who have proved hospitable" >Marie says before scratching her cheek "Thou'rt a scribe eh? This one cannot say they know much about literary arts other than old manuscripts"
Post number #353498, ID: b233c6
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"Ah."
> Uni froze for a moment, realizing one thing in her mind.
"I.. I.. I know not of contemporary literature either."
> She tries to find something in her pocket to prove her point, but there was nothing of use.
"—S-see, I study words of ancient gods, legends, heroes, and such. Thus, I may not fare better; thou art perhaps of a better one here."
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>>353466 "...Ah? Ah, sure." >Jòsef responded, returning back to reality after getting lost in his thought as he was about to go check up on Elliott. "I'll ask someone." >And with that, he went out into the corridor.
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"W-Well, as you two have met.. " > Elliott begins to re-enter the conversation. "Mariella, I am Elliott Ruemond. A friend to Kazuki and the other lad he speaks to. It is a pleasure to meet one, yes?"
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"Kaz, take a seat." >John fully lies down in to his bed, getting comfortable.
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>>356841 > In doing so, Kazuki bites his lip before speaking.
"John. I'm sorry.. We, w-we don't need to do this."
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>>357100 "What do you think we are doing, like right now?" >John stares dead at him, almost through him.
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>>355988 "Thou hast a weird name for a lady!" >Mariella notes with a laugh "Take no offense of course, this one means not to hurt thy feelings"
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>>357129 "Ah, no offense taken. Say, I didn't hear, where are you from, again?"
>>357123 "Talking. That's what we're doing, and I know that every second passes with you wanting to rip my fucking head off. We don't have to say a word to each other right now, we don't."
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>>357131 "Kaz, for all it's worth, I'd rather put a bullet in your head, but I'm worried that might have the same result as last time." >John sighs, as he readjust himself to sit more upright, and serious on his bed. "It's like this every time. I find your mess, you try to kill me, and you where pretty darn close, and then you come and say sorry. Do you maybe see a problem here?"
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>>357151 "Yes, I know, I know.. It's, it's a problem. I fucked up royally, and I know you won't believe me here, but.. John, I'm sorry. I.. I'm losing control of myself and I'm thinking like a fucking idiot. Right now, I am trult, truly sorry."
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>>357131 "This one hails from the land of [The Mirador]!" >The last part of her sentence is butchered up in static, almost as if it was dubbed over by someone or something else "is a beautiful place This one will have thee know! although this one remembers not much from before she entered the Abyss and found Kazuki"
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> Uni seems to take notice of the odd static coming out of Marie's words, but gives no visible question whatsoever.
"An apt story of adventure, I presume?"
> She instead parses through, letting not much of her surprise show.
"—I have not swung much of a sword for years, thus, those stories interest me; tell me more, my lady."
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"Yes, interest us!" > Elliott follows Uni, clearly curious herself.
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>>357173 >John raises an eyebrow, curious as to what Kaz meant by losing control of himself, but lets go of it. "You know your sorry doesn't mean drek. Which is why I think we should do something else."
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>>357704 > He sighs and looks down. "I figured... What do you have in mind?"
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>>357779 >John smiles, almost letting out a laugh. "Nothing difficult. All you got to do is stay within my sight. Because I want to see this 'out of control' rebellion thing you got going on.
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>>357782 "Eh..?" > Kazuki takes a second to think, before sighing.
"Are.. Are you following me, or am I following you?"
> At once, there's a knock on the door.
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>>357789 "You are following me. You are going to see all the pain you have caused me, and you are sure as drek going to see all the bills." >John looks at the door, curious. "COME IN!"
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>>357794 "Damnit, alright, alright.."
> As the door opens, the woman John met first at the farm peeks her head through.
"'Scuse me, You John? Is Kazuki in here?"
>She retains a western accent quite well.
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"No, I'm Graham, But yeah, Kaz is right there." >John points to Kaz, while screwing with the farmer girl.
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>>357832 > She glares at him with a face that looks like contemplation, before turning to Kaz. "Can I borrow you for a second?"
> At this, he looks to John for permission.
"I doubt it'll be any good."
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>>357871 "No, he has to stay here." >John sternly looks at her.
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>>357877 "Because..?"
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"Because, young lady, He has done some very fucked up things, including my fractured skull."
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>>357900 "Well, that's partially what Ah wanted 'm for. But if y'insist, I can do it in here."
> The girl steps all the way in, placing her hat in one hand atop her head. With the straw hat on her head, she grips a now visible, shiny metal police baton in one hand.
> Kazuki now stands and backs up behind John's bed.
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>John looks at her, mildly annoyed. "I've already done that. Twice. So it won't help a third time." >He tries to get out of bed, but looses balance, and falls over.
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>>357914 "You sure? Third times t'charm." > She begins to approach him, causing panic in Kazuki.
"Oh hell no, John. If anything, I'd rather you kick my ass six times than her! Keep her away!"
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> The girl sighs and drops the baton, helping John up from the floor.
"Yew alright there, mister?"
Post number #357957, ID: 5e9f3f
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"Yeah, the morphine the doc gave me is a bit strong. What are you beating up Kaz for?" >Gets up, with the help of the girl, and uses her to help him stand up.
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>>357957 "Likely t'same reason yew did. 'Cause his stupid ass can't keep straight in line."
> She supports him fully, however giving a death glare to Kaz, forcing him to stay put.
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>>357959 "Well good. You hear that Kaz? You run, or disappear from my sight, she will be round the corner." >He chuckes, as he gets her to his bed, and sits down at his bed. " Do you mind if I put you on speed dial, miss... What was your name?"
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>>357964 "Son of a bitch.." > He groans.
> The girl hands him her phone, number printed on the screen.
"Valentine, or Val f'short."
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>John looks for his phone, and realises he doesn't have it, so he gives her his contact. "Ping me later, I'll get your phone number then."
"What was that Kaz? Or should I say shepherd?"
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"Shepherd..W-Wha..." > Kazuki gets confused, before realizing and shaking his head.
> Valentine nods and takes the contact and her phone, picking her baton back up. "Kaz, you best stay on ye'r side of t'farm. Got it? Next time Ah won't let yew get away so fortunate."
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>>357990 "His side of the farm? Kaz, is she your ex-wife or something?"
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>>358004 "W-Wha? No, no way.. That's.. No..."
> He shivers upon looking at her.
"We each have a half of the Residence, 'cause that's what we agreed on. Everything you've seen at it is mine. Her's is on the other side of the northeast treeline."
> She spits at him. "Yew best watch et, Kaz."
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"Are you two always like this, or is it only on the anniversary?"
>John smiles, egging the two on.
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> She twists her head to John, and Kazuki flinches.
"Watch it, Ah ain't afraid to break a cripple, ol' man."
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"Watch it young lady, I can still whip your ass 5 ways to Sunday." >John looks at her. "As I was saying, has it always been this way, Val?"
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>>358044 "Yes, Yes it has."
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>>358065 "Why do I feel like you are lying?"
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>>358068 "Yew tell me." > She narrows her eyes.
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>>358222 "Kaz, any input?" >John sighs.
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>>358438 "Yeah. We've both wanted the land when we moved here. So instead of fighting it out, we've split it." > Kazuki moves back next to the two, still cautious.
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"Fair enough. Well, We'll hopefully not have to call on you, won't we Kaz?" >John nods, turning to Kaz.
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>>358483 > He nods promptly.
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>>358497 >John turns back to the girl. "So if you don't mind, I've got to do some talking to Kaz. OH and make sure to shoot most of the people on Kaz's side."
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>>358518 "Understood, mister.' > She chuckles and tips her hat before returning to the doorway. "And Kaz, Ahm following his advice." > With it, she leaves peacefully.
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>>358634 "Well Kaz, she's nice, isn't she?" >John sighs with relief.
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Yes
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"We'll agree to disagree." > He watches the door before turning to John.
"I don't suppose you're planning to stay in this room until you're cleared."
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>>358669 "Just a few more hours. Get one of the doctors to clear me, then well head to a VeriaTech clinic."
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>Kaz nods and finds a seat, awaiting silently for now.
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| > Almost a normal hospital, except for the security set in stone that's more than decent.
Fortified with many of personnel, the building sands quietly. Awaiting.