Farewell Happy Fields!

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Farewell Happy Fields!

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What: Aftermath of Anoli Attack: Hospital
Where: Leo Ward - Caduceus Hospital Headquarters
Summary: It is the aftermath of the Anoli attack on the Closing Ceremonies. The injured have been taken to Caduceus Hospital Headquarters, and it is time for reflection, visting, or old-fashioned escapes from the hospital rooms.
Warnings: Mild squick if people want to describe their wounds in explicit detail.

Caduceus Hospital Headquarters. It has a distinguished history within Hinoto-Ri, boasting of a staff of well-trained Healers, as well as possessing the most cutting edge medical technology possible. There was no limb they couldn't reattach, no organ they couldn't replace... - they even claimed to be able to bring someone back from the dead (with the small disclaimer that it could only occur under certain conditions and with an obscene amount of luck).

So needless to say, the hospital was more than well-equipped to deal with the aftermath of the Anoli attack on the Closing Ceremonies.

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Nearly every hospital bed had been filled by an injured patient that night. The A&E room had been in constant chaos, with civilians crying and shouting, searching for loved ones, or demanding to see doctors or healers to help so-and-so...

There had also been plenty of reporters milling about, shouting and crying over the status of the Mayor's Secretary, and whether the Red Lion had really died at the scene, or if he was still alive and well within the safety of the hospital's ICU.

By the time morning broke, there was a false sense of tranquillity within the hospital. The healers had been pushed to their limits with the sheer number of patients being wheeled in and out of surgery, but otherwise, the situation had finally gotten under control. Now, both civilians and visitors were merely waiting for word of the conditions of their injured friends and family...

[Welcome to the winding down of the event! You are now at the hospital, where you may be visiting the injured, or be one of the injured yourself! Those with RED injuries will be in the ICU, and those with YELLOW injures will be in normal wards, for obvious reasons. Those with GREEN injuries wouldn't have had to go to the hospital at all, so they are free to come and go as they wish!

You may all start your threads and mingle!]

Comments

[poorlittleblueburdie]

Angelic, perhaps. The odd hands and long ears could get missed, or dismissed. Especially when she's mad. Besides, Atlus's named angels tend to vary kinda wildly in appearance at times anyway.

He wasn't expecting that kind of greeting at all, though, and his wings drooped visibly, smile disappearing. "What? No! Why would I?" The feather's been forgotten about, for the moment, as completely puzzled as he is by her quick hostility. He has no idea what he's just walked into.

[demifemme]

"You're an angel. Seeing me crippled for life should make you happy!!!" To Shura, everything with feathery wings is an angel.

[poorlittleblueburdie]

"What are you talking about?" There were so many things wrong with that, he wasn't sure where to even start trying to start.

"I'm Razielim." Feel free to think he's trying to introduce himself or something, of course. "Why should I-- why should anyone be happy you're hurt?"

His wings sank behind him a bit further, and their feathers were starting to floof up in his agitation, between the hurt confusion of what she was saying, and the alarm of not understanding why she was yelling at him in the first place.

[demifemme]

"Did you not get the memo or something? Angels and God want me dead. Well let them know, Razielim or whatever, than even unable to run I'll never give up! I will be justice for the oppressed and the weak."

[poorlittleblueburdie]

"Tell-- what? That's-- I'm not--" Words: he's out of them. Congrats, Shura!

He'll be pulling his wings up, presumably to fold them behind him again, except that they don't want to stay folded. They're too floofed for that to be comfortable any more, and so they keep ending up not quite held out behind him. Body language is easy to read here, at least -- he's uncomfy and getting alarmed, and is likely finding her intimidating already.

Yeah, even from her hospital bed, in leg casts. He's a wuss, so go figure.

[demifemme]

"Now get the Hell out and get your fluffed up ass back to Heaven before I start spamming Almighty at you!" Geez, calm down, Shura.

[poorlittleblueburdie]

"Well--"

He floundered for something to say, feathers all floofed from the threat, and he opened his wings, giving them a little flap, because wow, that level of floof was just uncomfy. It was probably just enough of an air current from it to disturb loose paper, and maybe Shura's hair, a little. Who knows where that big feather he'd intended to be a present ended up because of it.

It wasn't that he really understood what the threat meant. Her obvious anger at him and the order to leave was enough.

"Well, I hope you feel better ANYWAY!"

He turned quickly after that, choking on a little sob as he hurried out the door, to slam it behind him. Judging from the way he jumped back from it, visible through the window beside the door, wide-eyed, he hadn't slammed it on purpose.

Oh, right, the window...!

A brief peek through it, and he spotted Shura. Which meant that she could see him. And--

He'll just blush purple as he turns again, scrambling to run out of the window's view, off down the hall somewhere.

((I regret nothing!))