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| MMmm Icecream Zomg Trapped.(Emi,Nate, Invite) | |
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| Topic Started: Feb 7 2009, 08:37 PM (77 Views) | |
| Viv | Feb 7 2009, 08:37 PM Post #1 |
Perfect Incarnate
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Viv was looking for Emi, she had met Emi briefly once and now for some reason she was sending bizarely vague mail to Viv. Viv strongly suspected that the cougar wanted in on her pants it was getting a tad creepy. So what did Viv do after receiving a creepy leter from a former bad girl now cougar queen? She went to meet her of course. Sadly Viv had never been good with directions so after walking in the door of the Golden Cock, lol she loved the name, she had found herself to be lost. Stupid inturns directed her in wrong directions and not long after she was apparently giving herself a tour of the psychward, crazy humans were not funny... movies lied. From there she went threw the materinity wards and watched mothers coddle ugly children, poor human mother they had nooo idea what they were missing out on, just like the sex maybe the two were connected... bad sex must create ugly babies. Finally the screams of children faded away and after going around in circles for another hour Viv found herself in the kitchens. Dark and empty... sighing she desided since she was hopelessly lost she would atleast allow herself to eat the hospitals food supply. They were only for the sick and elderly and since they were going to be dead soon and their tastebuds were all shriveled and such what did they need it for, Viv desided she was doing these people a favour. Browsing threw the room she soon found a massive freezer and... heaven... a massive supply of icecream. Almost squeeling with joy she grabbed a bunch of spoons and ran into the freezer, there was strawberry, chocolate, choclate frudge, chocolate choclate and vanilla it was brilliance. Picking up the first container and she began to eat the icecream not even noticing as the door slammed behind her and the sign that clearly informed anyone who had the brains to read 'caution: door does not open from inside'. |
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| Emilia Deveraux | Feb 7 2009, 09:20 PM Post #2 |
REINHA :: Queen of Thugs
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Another evening shift that was looking like it would last most the night... and after Emilia had promised herself (not to mention Nina, Jason, Aidan, and a myriad of other people) that she was going to start laying off the later shifts since it wasn’t exactly the safest time anymore. Not to mention, she needed to start trying to get some decent sleep. What with trying to organise a resistance group as well as taking over extra duties around the hospital, raising two girls, and keeping track of the Stalk, she was beginning to get just that little bit weary. She wasn’t going to look much into reasons since it was obvious she was simply running herself into the ground, but at least with a new assistant around, she’d be able to relax a little. Right now, however, the cougar had the oddest craving for ice cream. She’d had the craving for hours and knew that she wasn’t going to be able to settle until she had some, and so she waited patiently until the time came for her break and then she made a quick stop in her office to grab her iPod before making her way down the few floors to the cafeteria. Like a wicked sin, she crept through the quiet corridors, glancing around to see if anyone was taking any notice before sneaking into the kitchen that was silent now that the cooking staff had left for the day. Sneaking a spoon from a drawer, the blonde went through to the back where the cool room was located and opened the door... One step in and Emilia paused and raised an eyebrow, greeted by the sight and scent of another blonde partially hidden away at the back of the dark room, shovelling into a bucket of ice cream like some starved fat child whose parents had sent them to camp for two weeks and was doing the ‘naughty’ thing by stealing evil delights. The thought itself wanted to make her snicker, mainly because she recognised the other woman – it was also that fact that kept her from laughing out loud and more interested in why the sidhe was there in the first place. Making sure the door wouldn’t close – as she’d been informed about the malfunctioning fridge door the other day – Emi stepped further in, before she grabbed her own tub (mmm, mint choc chip), and leaned against the wall as she opened it, watching Viv and waiting for the fae to explain what the hell she was doing in the hospital cool room pigging herself on ice cream. Edited by Emilia Deveraux, Feb 7 2009, 09:43 PM.
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| Nathaniel Thyne | Feb 7 2009, 11:15 PM Post #3 |
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It was Nathaniel's first day back at the hospital. So far he'd been missing a total of five weeks, and just six days ago had announced that he'd be coming back to work sometime in the near future. Today was that near future, and although it was only his second hour back, he was already beginning to grow bored. Not much had changed since.. the incident, with Catherine and her master, the hospital was still as full of boring sick people as ever. The first patient the wolf had been assigned to was a young were who'd been hit by a truck.. and then almost run over by a bus. Quite the fortunate little girl, it'd only happened across the street from the Golden Cockerel, so being taken to the nearest hospital hadn't exactly been a problem. Her injuries weren't as bad as they could've been, something Nate was quite glad for (less time wasted for him). After a quick examination he'd determined she had two broken ribs, a dislocated shoulder (which he'd immediately gone to pop back into place) and a few cuts and bruises here and there. Nothing that wouldn't heal on it's own given time - she was a shifter, after all - but still enough to cause her a bit of pain for a while. After bandaging her up he'd left the room just for a minute to go and sign off a few papers, only to return to find.. she'd left. She was gone; vanished from the room as if she'd never been there at all. Now, for the past almost ten minutes or so, Nate had been trying to track her down to see why the girl had left. He hadn't been looking for very long, but already felt somewhat reluctant to go any further into the hospital just for one child. If she'd been that desperate to leave without paying, he wasn't going to bother stopping her. Finding himself wandering, he somehow ended up in the hospital kitchen (because all paths led to the kitchen), walking directly toward the fridge. Not because he was hungry, but more because he'd seen a certain head of blonde hair heading in that direction, and was curious as to what she might want from such a place. It was understandable if Emi was on call - but to actually try and sneak into the fridge? It seemed a tad immature. Following her inside, he leaned against the wall by the fridge door (which had shut behind him) as he watched her venture further into the cooler. "... What are you doing?" Edited by Nathaniel Thyne, Feb 8 2009, 02:05 PM.
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 "Cause I'm the fucking king of the world." Nathaniel Thyne :: Rogue :: Doctor :: Sociopath | |
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| Anastasia Takizawa | Feb 10 2009, 10:53 PM Post #4 |
Rodent Child
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The thing came out of nowhere. A big, white twenty-two wheeler semi trailer truck sped down the nighttime street. The headlights blinded her and before her small, hungry and homeless body could react, the truck struck her head-on knocking her out instantly. The next thing she knew of was a world of pain through her body as she drifted in and out of consciousness in a bright white room. There were strange, blurry faces everywhere as well as shouting and odd noises and more bright lights. After a while worth of drifting in and out of consciousness, Anastasia awoke fully to find herself in a clean white hospital bed and in a white hospital robe. At first she didn't remember how she ended up there. But then she remembered headlights and a the giant rig heading towards her. She sat up in her bed, stretching and wondering whether she should be hurting more. Sure, she was in pain but she was hit by a truck! Shouldn't she be immobile or at even dead? What if she was dead? What if this was some strange afterlife- No! She shook the odd thoughts off. Dead people couldn't feel pain? Could they? No... she was pretty sure they couldn't. It would defeat the whole purpose of being dead... Wouldn't it? And speaking of dead... She would pretty much be even more dead if someone came in and found her awake. She was a broke runaway with no way to pay her hospital bills. Plus, what if they called her father? He'd definitely know where she was if they did that. He'd kill her if he found her! Or worse, he'd never let her out of his sight again! And well, that was the last thing she'd want at that point. Without thinking it over any further, Anastasia painfully got up off her bed and began to fumble around the room. Unfortunately, she couldn't find her clothes. But she did find her tiny bag with her ID and some money in it. Slinging it over her shoulder, she made her way out of the hospital room - rather, she snuck her way out of the hospital room, hiding behind trolleys and doorways and once behind a fat nurse that smelled like gravy and skittles. Luckily, the fat thing didn't even noticed Anastasia hiding behind her 4XL size skirt due to her ipod being plugged into her ears and blasting Rod Stewart which she was belting out the lyrics to. Eventually, somehow, Anastasia found herself in the empty kitchen. She was greeted by a large, ugly, grey rat whom she glared at wondering if she looked like that in her shifted form. Disgusted at the creature, she made her way further in until she found a giant refrigerator door. She thought about going inside and finding food. She was rather hungry. She wasn't quite sure how long she hadn't eaten in. Her grumbling tummy let her know it was quite a while and protested against her conscience telling her not to go into the fridge and steal food from a hospital. Hunger won in the end as she walked into the giant fridge and the door clicked closed behind her. As if it were a 6th sense, she twirled around and saw the door was only openable from the outside. "Oh fuck..." she said aloud and then turned around to see 3 adults glaring daggers at her. She suddenly felt very, very small.... |
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