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| Aurezeia | Mar 21 2014, 09:36 PM Post #1 |
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| Willow | Apr 23 2014, 06:09 PM Post #21 |
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The hair on the back of her neck prickled as she felt an odd presence enter the room, without the usual sound of the door opening and closing. Turning around her chair, she managed to keep a poker face when she noticed Gordon standing there in silence. She was used to dealing with the unusual, but this... This was just creepy. He stood out like a sore thumb, a misfit among the strange collection of people that already attended the school. Glancing down at the cane, before back at him, Willow sighed and decided to deal with this like she would with any other general situation. "Can I help you with something?" |
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| Gordon | Apr 23 2014, 06:23 PM Post #22 |
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Gordon nodded very, veeeeery slowly... But since he can't talk he raised his arm pointing at the Black Cane that she wields. After he pointed that Black Cane he rotated his hand upside down with the finger facing upwards, he moved his index finger back and forth very very slowly, as if he wants the Black Cane back, although he expected something that this Nurse wanted something in return in exchange for his cane, but not worrying much, he formulated a special conditions with that. |
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| Ein | Apr 23 2014, 07:54 PM Post #23 |
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A bloody Ein enters the infirmary with a hole in her palm, so deep you could see the other side. Blood was everywhere, trailing her footsteps and much more was oozing from the hole. A bloodied scissors lie lazily in her pockets. She had thought she could do something by herself, but she was starting to feel pain... perhaps some painkillers would help as she stitch herself up. |
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| Willow | Apr 24 2014, 12:20 AM Post #24 |
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"I'm guessing you'll be wanting this then, Hm?" Willow sighed, looking over as Ein entered the room, dripping blood all over the floor from her hand. Rolling her eyes and standing up, cane still in hand, her smile softened slightly at Ein as she vaguely gestured in the direction of a bed the cane. "Take a seat, I'll be with you in a moment. Now, Gordon, was it? Come with me, we'll discuss outside." Walking out into the hallway, expecting him to follow her, the blonde woman adjusted her glasses and hefted the cane from hand to hand. When he was finally outside with her, the nurse shut the door to the infirmary and made sure the hallways were clear, before tossing the cane up slightly to grip it at the halfway point. Using the handle to tap twice on the long beak of the man's mask, Willow smirked with a glint of mischief in her eyes. "I'll give you this cane back free of charge, if you show me what's behind the mask." the woman offered her case forward, holding the cane back down again and tapping it to the ground as a statement. "I love masks and mysteries, especially when I get to solve them. Seems reasonable enough, doesn't it?" Edited by Willow, Apr 24 2014, 12:21 AM.
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| Gordon | Apr 24 2014, 12:34 AM Post #25 |
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Gordon followed the Nurse outside the Infirmary, she heard a click on the door, in which she seemed to lock it for some reason. No matter, Gordon went right through the said door and then listening to the lady's statements... When he heard what her exact condition was, he was in utter frustration to think that he will share her what's under the said mask, he merely placed his finger on the side of his head and begins scratching it. But for the sake of the cane, he will do it. Just a peek will not matter anyway, Gordon looked around and took off his hat and the hood that was supporting to conceal his entire hair, with the hood that is now flipped over it revealed a silky smooth long white natural hair, all that was left is the strange mask that is covering his hidden identity... When Gordon slowly took off the mask, two shining golden optics can be seen under the shady bangs of his hair, he did not hesitated to fall back, it was for the cane after all and so he pulled off the mask completely revealing his face to the Nurse. Gordon's face
Edited by Gordon, Apr 24 2014, 02:30 AM.
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| Willow | Apr 24 2014, 12:58 AM Post #26 |
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Well. Willow hard certainly not been expecting that to be hidden underneath the mask. Hoo boy. "You can... Have your cane back. If you keep the mask off a bit longer. I uh... Want to get a good look at you. For medical purposes of course. A nurse must know who she is dealing with." she quickly stated, excusing herself from staring slightly at his unusual lime-green optics. Why on earth would he hide that behind a mask? The scars just made it all the more... Alluring? Was that the right word? Willow had always been drawn to the unusual, and right now, she was thanking the stars that her intuition had told her to take a look behind this mask. A full minute or so passed before she offered the cane forward finally, smiling lightly. Thanking for the nude palate of base makeup and blush she had been wearing, the nurse dusted her hands off once Gordon had taken the cane. "'Twas a pleasure doing... Business with you, Gordon. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a patient I must attend to." Hurrying back inside the room, she grabbed a trolley of quick materials that were easy to use and ready at hand, pulling a chair over to sit in front of Ein. Shamelessly blushing, she knew she had the authority to get snappy if she were questioned about it. Not mentioning the encounter she had just had outside, Willow proceeded to locate the source of mess on her patient. "How on earth did you manage this one?" the nurse murmured with a huff, taking out some cleaning alcohols, non-adhesive bandages among other things to clean and help the wound. "Would you like some painkillers first? That's going to need some stitching, among other things." |
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| Gordon | Apr 24 2014, 01:13 AM Post #27 |
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Gordon swiftly bends his hood back covering every possible strands of hair that can be seen and then placing his mask back on his face before people could spot him and see his identity. After retrieving his cane back, he was relieved to think that the Nurse was so nice enough to give it back to him. To repay it, he entered inside the Infirmary by going through the door again and left a note on the table for the Nurse to see. The note says: "Roses are Red, Violets are blue, My name is Gordon... Who are you?" Gordon eventually left the Infirmary quietly so that the Nurse wouldn't notice him right away. |
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| Alphonse | Apr 25 2014, 02:24 PM Post #28 |
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No one was inside the immensely clean room. This was a perfect opportunity for Alphonse to start tagging the school. Of course, he'd heard of the nurse, someone who's very aura was capable of paralyzing delinquent students. Alphonse, however, did not see himself as such, but a student with a hobby. Thinking about what to tag the infirmary with, he was feeling rather excited as the large wall had a cream white foundation. Getting to work, he looked around the office. It seemed like an uptight place, like the rest of the school, and decided to work on a tag that he'd thought of. Taking out several spray cans from his storage in the Darquess, he wrapped a handkerchief around his mouth to prevent him from inhaling any of the spray paint. He wasn't wearing his suit so he needn't worry about that. Regardless of whether he'd get his black tank-top dirty. He'd plenty more anyways. Using the Darquess like cardboard, making it reach up from his shadow, he had it cover certain parts of the wall that he didn't need to spray over, spraying over the parts that were uncovered. This repeated several times, moving the Darquess around the wall, covering certain parts while leaving other sections uncovered, spraying over them. This time, he had chosen only three colours: Black, white and red. He was rather amused as it all came together. The final product had satisfied him. In the end, he just drew what he wanted: An african-american hip-hop artist visioned as a doctor. It came out well, with the stethoscope positioned where the nurse's head would've been. He liked that bit. Most infirmary nurses nowadays didn't really receive proper training. Honestly, he wanted to mock the school with his tags, but in the end, he set out on satisfying himself instead. He liked how he put the details together, the shadows, the facial hair, the creases on the doctor's coat. Even the design on the inner plaid shirt. He didn't know what name to put for the nametag, so he decided to but a random one. Tired, he realized he made quite a mess with all the spray paint in the office. Staining some of the bedsheets and the pillows, even getting some on the nurse's papers. He shrugged it off, and lied down on one of the beds, staining it even more. He wanted another tattoo. He wondered if the art teacher could give him one. The Tag
Edited by Alphonse, Apr 25 2014, 03:11 PM.
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| Milo | Apr 25 2014, 03:19 PM Post #29 |
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After enjoying lunch with her in the cafeteria, Milo was feeling a headache coming on. He found himself suffering head-pains rather regularly, but this one, he had an inkling, was going to turn into a migraine very soon. The cafeteria had been rather noisy though, so perhaps that explained it. Hugging his books to his chest, especially his diary, the suspicious-looking kid made his way to the infirmary, pausing outside the office with a shifty look to either side. He just wanted some painkillers, since the nurse was notoriously difficult to deal with. He really didn't want a check-up or anything. It didn't seem like she was in there, from a peek in the window, so he quietly opened the door with a relaxed sigh. WHOOF. The strong scent of paint rushed out to greet him as he walked inside, making Milo pull back a little and rub his watering eyes. There were a lot of things that Milo didn't like, and strong smells were one of them. Unless it was her perfume, then he didn't mind. Then again, she wore it very subtly anyway. Sharp gold optics scanned the room looking for the source of the smell, latching onto Alphonse standing by a massive mural on the wall. Scowling at the guy, the raven made a beeline for the trolley of medical bits and pieces that the nurse used for things she needed quickly. He knew that he would find what he was looking for there. He didn't particularly care about what Alphonse was doing, after all, he got in enough trouble without needing to be roped into a property defacing scandal. How bothersome. Hurriedly sifting through some trays, Milo picked out a sheet of pills and tucked them into his pocket, knowing that he would be able to take them safely later. For now, he had plans to just leave the room quietly, and avoid a confrontation with the guy in the singlet. |
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| Alphonse | Apr 25 2014, 03:43 PM Post #30 |
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He was lighting a cigarette when a kid had stumbled in with a bunch of books. He eyed the kid as he came in, scowling back at the latter's. As the kid walked to the tray of medicine, Alphonse sat up, and leaned against the wall. Smoking the cigarette, he proceeded to observe the kid, and smiled once he saw the kid pocket some medicine. Along with defacing school property, he was also quite sure that taking medicine without the nurse's consent was against school rules. Chuckling, he spoke up. "Oi, Kid. That's against the rules, taking those meds without the nurse.", he called out, reaching through his shadow, and, using it as a portal, took the medicine out of the boy's pockets, holding them up smugly. He tried to hold back his smile, but he absolutely loved blackmailing. On instinct, something came out of the shadows in the shape of a snake, but made out of hardened Darquess. If snakes could be made out of both darkness and metal, then that would be what it looked like. It curled around the delinquent, and coiled around his arm until it took the meds in its mouth, taunting the boy to come get it. He frowned when it came out. It wasn't like the snakes he usually had, but it was something alright. "How about you tag the other wall of the infirmary, and in exchange, I give you back these meds?", he offered, gesturing to the spray cans, the snake daring the boy to refuse. Edited by Alphonse, Apr 25 2014, 03:45 PM.
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