[Rin] .... *cue melancholy/romantic music*hanyou_yoakeJanuary 12 2006, 20:27:52 UTC
Someone's voice broke through her still clouded thoughts even as she felt the touch of a damp cloth wiping away her tears before settling the cool, damp cloth against her feverish forehead. Questions came into her mind unbidden even as she tried to stop the tears.
'Why can't I find out who this is?'
Rin thought to herself with a frustrated muttering in her mind before she winced, it hurt to think too much right now, or maybe that was her ankle acting up again. Either way, it hurt and yet, ironically, pain was one of the only things she could honestly say she was used to.
'And love. You've become used to being loved unconditionally by someone.' Ah, there was the voice she tried to shut away, the mental voice that usually wound up sounding exactly like Haru when she wasn't keeping herself busy. Though the words were meant to help her, they only seemed to increase the tears
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[Hatori] *senses angst, turns down the music* o_o;afterglowsecretJanuary 13 2006, 05:36:31 UTC
Putting the ace bandage into his black bag along with the syringe, medical cleaning wipes and other supplies, Hatori closed it neatly, glancing about to see if he missed anything. He noticed an unopened ziplock baggy by the windowsill and raised an eyebrow. Standing up, Hatori moved over the windowsill, picking up the mystery object to see what laid inside.
The doctor slipped on his eyeglasses momentarily, gazing at the bag under the window's shallow moonlight. At least 10 seeds fell to the opposite side of the bag as he shook it gently, nearly falling out of the bag as he opened it. Poking a finger into the bag, Hatori nudged a seed into his hand, bringing it closer to his face. Ah.. tulip seeds.. he thought, his eyes glued on the small seed. Placing it back into the bag, Hatori pressed lightly on the two openings to seal it shut, curiously reminded of Akito-san by the seeds
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'Why can't I find out who this is?'
Rin thought to herself with a frustrated muttering in her mind before she winced, it hurt to think too much right now, or maybe that was her ankle acting up again. Either way, it hurt and yet, ironically, pain was one of the only things she could honestly say she was used to.
'And love. You've become used to being loved unconditionally by someone.' Ah, there was the voice she tried to shut away, the mental voice that usually wound up sounding exactly like Haru when she wasn't keeping herself busy. Though the words were meant to help her, they only seemed to increase the tears ( ... )
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The doctor slipped on his eyeglasses momentarily, gazing at the bag under the window's shallow moonlight. At least 10 seeds fell to the opposite side of the bag as he shook it gently, nearly falling out of the bag as he opened it. Poking a finger into the bag, Hatori nudged a seed into his hand, bringing it closer to his face. Ah.. tulip seeds.. he thought, his eyes glued on the small seed. Placing it back into the bag, Hatori pressed lightly on the two openings to seal it shut, curiously reminded of Akito-san by the seeds ( ... )
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