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Post by Anzhelika 'Angie' Elisaveta on Aug 4, 2015 1:23:13 GMT
Angie stood over Haruka and, after deliberate time spent looking at her with a disappointed look, sighed. The student council president was laying on her bed, and her once peaceful room was now intruded upon by a medical practitioner and a butler. Plopping down on the little space between Haruka and the edge of the bed, Angie felt slightly annoyed at how brutally she took care of her own body. What type of fools injures themselves, especially someone who she came to know suffers from a history of brittle bone? She could hardly bear to imagine the medical expenses this person had, if uncontrolled outbursts were the norm. But well, she probably had enough cash to afford that kind of lifestyle anyways. “You really lost your temper back there, huh?” said Angie, getting down from the bed. “It's probably a good idea to keep that in check until after I find the infirmary in this damn place.” Opening her med-kit, she called out to their butler. “Rin, get me a wet towel and something for her to bite down on.” Motioning for him to come, she took out a small zip-lock bag filled with clear liquid. “Take this ice pack, put it in the freezer. After around twelve hours, rest it against her heel.” she said, implying that Rin was expected to take care of Haruka for at least that long, perhaps even longer. The homemade ice pack was something she had learned from her father, mixing vodka and water into a bag and shutting it in a freezer. She had earlier decided that it might come in handy, making a quick stop back to her room to prepare it before coming over here to Haruka's. Looks like that bottle of vodka wasn't just for drinking, after all. |
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Post by Rin Shirayuki on Aug 8, 2015 23:02:35 GMT
"It's all right, Angie, I'm sure she was just overwhelmed..." Rin said calmly, though he himself looked somewhat shaken by the situation. "We'll find our way out. I'm sure that all of this is simply another student's idea of some sort of harmful prank- besides, as long as we... as long as we all stay on good terms like this, there won't be trouble and we can focus on escaping. We can find an air vent or something, like in the movies." he reassured, before his expression became more serious at Angie's instructions.
"I'm on it." he replied, gone in a flash with the ice pack before returning with a wet washcloth from the bathroom and a pencil from her desk for her to bite down against.
"I hope this will suffice." he said, before gently reassuring Haruka. "I... I guess this means I'm to stay with you and take care of you for the time being. I'll do my best to make this experience as painless as possible. Bear with me, please." he reaffirmed. He decided that it wouldn't be entirely different from caring for Kikyo. The two had far more in common than he could list, after all. Rash temper included.
In his mind, he was almost scared of her bite snapping the pencil in two.
"Just stay put, taxing yourself will bring nothing good. Miss Haruka, I'll get anything you require if you so ask me to." he encouraged.
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Post by Waggleton on Aug 8, 2015 23:53:45 GMT
By the time Shirayuki was carrying Haruka up the stairs to the East Wing of the mansion with the Russian girl following behind, she had mostly reagained her compusure. She was still in an awful lot of pain, and she still felt like the entire student body - no, it felt like the world - saw her lose her temper and break composure, assault the only authority figure that, as far as she knew, was in the mansion, and end up breaking her foot in a stunning display of ignorance. At this moment, Haruka hated herself, her behavior, and she felt incredibly vulnerable.
Of course, nobody could know about this, so she acted as natural as possible as she could while also being in horrible pain.
"My-my God, why do you keep...be more careful!" She stammered as she held onto Shirayuki's neck for dear life, a situation which Haruka did not agree to. If Shirayuki dropped Haruka (a likely sitation - he was very awkardly carrying her, and he didn't seem to be used to holding someone of Haruka's size) or if Haruka let go, she would tumble to the floor and possibly break a limb. "What a-are you, some sor-sort of oaf? Were you b-born with two left ha-hands?" She was being more harsher than normal - a side effect of the pain - and she wasn't able to speak without stumbling over her words.
When they reached her room, Haruka very clumsily opened the door with the cardboard key she had stored in her blazer's pockets, and when the butler finally laid her on the bed, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yes, now shut up. Are-aren't you sup-supposed to fix me now?" She had blanked on the Russian little girl's name, but vaguely remembered that she was some sort of doctor - hopefully one with a license.
When the butler brought back a pencil - a literal pencil - and gently pressed it against her mouth, she grimaced wide and bared some teeth. "You ex-expect me...to put that in my mouth? Where...where has it been, hm?" However, when he persisted, she bit down on it, hard enough to feel the wood gently start to splinter in her mouth. She didn't know what was coming next, and she hoped the pencil wasn't supposed to muffle her screams.
She slightly smiled. So this would all work out in the end. However, she did intend on paying the boy...but would her accounts work? Her cards? Did she still have the bills she brought along? She retrieved the slightly bent pencil from her teeth, and looked down, a bit embarrassed.
"That's...not necc-neccessary...I don't-don't think I'll be able to p-pay you...you'd be doing all this work for free..." Then came the hook. She glanced upwards, a slight smile curving her lips, a bit sly. "Though...I suppose I wouldn't mind if y0-you decided to wait on me without pay..."
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Post by Anzhelika 'Angie' Elisaveta on Aug 9, 2015 2:27:13 GMT
“Don't fall for it Rin, next thing you know you'll be reduced from a servant to a slave.” said Angie, smirking. Despite it all, she couldn't help but enjoy watching the two of them together. Just being in the room with their contrasting personalities made everything seem livelier, and she'll go as far as to say it was the closest thing to 'fun' she had experienced so far. The tender doting of Rin contrasts so well with.. well with Haruka's everything. “It's probably a good idea to bite down now, Haruka.” Having already gotten the information of what hurts and where, she grabbed a pillow to place under Haruka's broken heel. Really, all she could do right now was bandage it up to hold everything in place. That, and hope for it to be a minor fracture. The best thing would be for Haruka to lay on her bed until her heel was healed, but Angie wasn't sure how well the girl would take to that idea. 'I could risk giving her a crutch, as long as she's able to bear the pain and move with it.' thought Angie, her eyes falling on Haruka's bitten pencil. It had been nagging at her from earlier before. Grabbing the wet washcloth, she took the pencil away, hardly paying any attention to the saliva on its surface. “Sorry, but I'll need to have you bite down on this. I don't want to take the risk of having the pencil splinter” she said, placing the washcloth within easy reach. Turning to Rin, she instructed him to wash it afterwards and place it back on Haruka's forehead. “It's for comfort, more than anything else. With the risk of Haruka's tongue getting bit off reduced to basically null, Angie grabbed her bandage tape and started treatment on the heel. As gently as she could, she begun wrapping it around the foot with the broken heel. 'Just bear through the pain. People have lived through much worse than this.' Wrapping it in such a way that left it immobile, Angie asked her to check that movement was impossible. She also asked for Haruka to give a holler if it was too uncomfortably tight. She would think that it wouldn't, judging from the look-over she had given it. Still, the patient knows best. “Now that wasn't too bad, was it?” asked Angie, betraying just a small hint of friendly joking in her voice. Storing the bandage back into her med-kit, she walked over to take a rest on the dark rectangular chair-thing in the room. Laying down, she finally had time to rest and glance around Haruka's room. “The best thing would be for you to lay here in bed with your leg raised in the air, but it's gonna be for a long while and I don't think that's something you'll want. I would recommend a crutch, as long as you make sure never to accidentally put pressure on that heel. I'll also be coming by daily to wash the bandage and re-wrap your foot, so make sure to be expecting me." |
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