sena » 003
Who: Sena (carrying_hope) and Muraki (playsdoctor)
Where: Somarium Public School whatever it's actually called
Style: Iii don't care
Status: Closed
Sena had seen quite a bit of death in his sixteen years of life. It never really got easier to handle. Maybe that should've been a clue for him, that he wasn't exactly getting into the best line of work (then again, he'd kinda known that from the word go.)
Seeing Ken's body so mutilated had gone well and beyond anything Sena had ever seen before. The maliciousness behind it was what had so badly shaken him.
It'd shaken him so badly he'd completely forgotten about the biology class assignment today. When he walked into the room, the smell of formaldehyde and the sight of various specimens for dissection, all laid out on the tables with scalpels, scissors, and pins ready for use...
He should have really known that it wouldn't go well from the start. He'd tried to concentrate on the work--put the memory of Ken's body out of his head. He listened to the teacher explaining the goals for the class with almost rapt attention, ignoring the dead animal lying in the tray in front of him. It worked up until the time he picked up the scalpel, and then he was done.
At least he'd managed to keep from throwing up until he made it to the restroom.
The teacher had allowed him to go to the doctor's office, for which Sena was grateful. He wouldn't have been able to go back into that room at the moment. So that was how Sena came to be standing in the doorway of the school doctor, looking faintly lost and a little more pale.
Where: Somarium Public School whatever it's actually called
Style: Iii don't care
Status: Closed
Sena had seen quite a bit of death in his sixteen years of life. It never really got easier to handle. Maybe that should've been a clue for him, that he wasn't exactly getting into the best line of work (then again, he'd kinda known that from the word go.)
Seeing Ken's body so mutilated had gone well and beyond anything Sena had ever seen before. The maliciousness behind it was what had so badly shaken him.
It'd shaken him so badly he'd completely forgotten about the biology class assignment today. When he walked into the room, the smell of formaldehyde and the sight of various specimens for dissection, all laid out on the tables with scalpels, scissors, and pins ready for use...
He should have really known that it wouldn't go well from the start. He'd tried to concentrate on the work--put the memory of Ken's body out of his head. He listened to the teacher explaining the goals for the class with almost rapt attention, ignoring the dead animal lying in the tray in front of him. It worked up until the time he picked up the scalpel, and then he was done.
At least he'd managed to keep from throwing up until he made it to the restroom.
The teacher had allowed him to go to the doctor's office, for which Sena was grateful. He wouldn't have been able to go back into that room at the moment. So that was how Sena came to be standing in the doorway of the school doctor, looking faintly lost and a little more pale.