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Post by seishounohana on Aug 6, 2007 1:44:32 GMT -8
Kari hissed as the older man came nearer, slightly intimidated by the fire. Then again, fire... blue...
Blue fire...
That day... those bastards set her foster parents on fire after they murdered them...
That mask of blue... and his knife that shot through her 'mother's heart, and sliced through her father's neck...
The memory of crying...
Those cruel words... hurtful memories...
She hated it... SHE HATED IT!
"ARGH!MURDERER!" She screamed, her mouth almost foaming in rabid animalistic, and insane anger. She would run towards Ender with as much speed as she was able to make, grabbing one of his legs and impaling her teeth onto his flesh.
Her teeth dug deeper, and her nails would do the same.
She was insane. Kari needed her medicine. This was how she almost killed the last foster family that tried to hurt her.
And this pervert, this man... had triggered that very same insanity that drove the 4 members of that family mad.
His blood tasted sweet. Yes it did...
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Post by Ender on Aug 6, 2007 2:24:27 GMT -8
Christ, this kid's really lost it. What's she been through? Seems a lot like that Aureus Hayes... The Supervisor noted as he watched his student's anger boil over. It was amazing that everything he had shown her so far wasn't enough to dissuade her urge to attack him. She was still slow, but he didn't even attempt to dodge her attack.
The pain rushing through his leg shocked him, and for a moment, his control over her mind lapsed. In a way, it was the most amazing thing he had ever felt. She had been able to hurt him, and was actually nawing on his leg. A weird turn on, yes, but after a few seconds he realized he needed to act for his own sake, and her's.
Grabbing her by the hair, and stuffing two fingers into the underside of her chin, Ender pried the crazed girl off of him. From there he wasted no time in moving on to the next stage of his Qi's attack, physical pain. To be safe, he blocked all electrical impulses to come from reaching the speech center of her brain. That way she wouldn't be able to scream and attract unwanted attention.
All at once the young girl would feel both her ankles, legs, arms, and wrists break. Then both pairs of kneecaps and elbows would be fractured. Adding onto to the already mountainous amount of pain, Ender broke both sets of ribs, and finished by breaking her nose. How much that hurt he could only imagine. It didn't matter that it wasn't real; those were the signals being sent to her brain from the injured areas. If that didn't stop her, nothing would.
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 6, 2007 2:33:53 GMT -8
Then this pain...
This pain...
They threw her into a wall...
Stomped against her fingers...
Those words. This pain.
Kari shed a tear... she and Emily did. The teeth dug themselves deeper into Ender's skin for a few moments until she realized the pain on her broken nose and she loosened her mouth from his leg.
Emily was back. Kari had lost and fled to it's place on her subconcious mind.
Her mouth was filled with blood... her clothes; dyed with crimson. She curled into a ball on the bloody ground, shaking with fear of herself - and the memories that shook Kari back.
"No... no... no... please... no..." she cried, salty tears mixing with sweet blood on her hands.
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Post by Ender on Aug 6, 2007 2:48:25 GMT -8
Letting out a sigh of relief, Ender fell onto his back, much in the way he had been when this whole thing had started. "Damnit, kid, I really didn't like doing that to you," The Japanese man muttered as he tried to catch his breath. Searching through her mind, several things were at the forefront of her consciousness. Hate, pain, loss, fear, medication, and home. After that he would release all control he had over her mind, get to his feet, pick her up and sling her over his shoulder, whistle for Asimov, and begin walking towards her home.
The black and white feline met Ender at the park's exit, and gave him a curious look before jumping on top of his head. "Yes, it's been quite an afternoon, old friend," he told the cat. The Supervisor decided to take a roundabout way to Emily's home, so as to minimize the people who saw them. After a good thirty minutes, he stood in front of the door.
Key...he needed a key for the door. Shoving his hands into her pockets, he pulled the small piece of metal out and shoved it into the lock. After entering and laying her down on the couch, Ender bent down over her. "Where's your medication?" That was all that really mattered. She was in fine condition physically, and only sported a few bruises from when he threw her. Her head probably hurt from him pulling her hair as well. Unfortunately, his arms and leg weren't pretty, and there was blood covering both of them. It was all his.
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 6, 2007 23:23:18 GMT -8
"Wh-who... a-a-a-are you....?" She managed to say, though her shaking lips. "N-none... left... No... money.... G-Guh... Darned... p-p-people... can't... give me a... j-job..." She explained.
Emily wanted this man to leave - not because she didn't want his company and sympathy...
All she wanted right now was even just one... pill.
One pill.
She wasn't an addict - but she needed it.
Just until she had stopped the hurt in her heart.
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Post by Ender on Aug 6, 2007 23:29:24 GMT -8
Hmm, so she didn't remember anything, that was pretty odd. Even so, he could sit around thinking about why later, she still seemed mentally unstable. Who knew if she would attack him again now that he had taken away all the pain she had been feeling before. "Mr. Sikaki," He replied with a soft smile before asking the one thing he needed to know. "Where's the bottle then? I'll go get more for you, though I'll have to clean myself up a little first. Will you be alright?"
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 6, 2007 23:49:58 GMT -8
Emily nodded, "Th-The bottle's on the table..." She lifted a weary hand, pointing a short finger towards the dining table.
The small bottle was there. Empty.
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Post by Ender on Aug 7, 2007 0:01:36 GMT -8
"Alright. I'll have it back here in 25 minutes." With that Ender walked straight towards what he thought was her bathroom, and he was right, and began to treat his wounds. Alcohol on his arms and leg, some water, and then cloth wrap. It only took him about five minutes, and from there he wasted no time stowing the empty bottle into his pocket and leaving.
On the way to and from the pharmacy, a few people gave him curious looks, but no one bothered to ask any questions. It was just the way society was nowa days. People thought the worst, but never said anything. Twenty minutes later he was stumbling through the door into the girl's apartment. His leg was starting to bother him, but there wasn't much he could do. "Here." The man stated plainly before throwing the bag to/on the student and then falling onto the nearest chair.
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 7, 2007 1:05:49 GMT -8
Emily was sitting on the chair, staring at nothingness when the man... she now knew as Mr. Sikaki, came back. She looked at him and followed his movements, until he threw the bag to her.
She moved slowly, opening the bottle and popping one up her mouth and into her system. It didn't take very long for her breathing to normalize, her tears to stop flowing, and her mind to stop racing. Emily was back to normal.
"Arigatou." Emily said, standing up. "You are hurt... Alcohol and cloths don't do."
Still a little light-headed, Emily stumbled her way into the cupboards and reached for her medical kit. "Let me help."
The girl didn't really care for her clothes that were dyed crimson, and her face that was stained with dried blood.
She took off the cloth, noticing that it wasn't sanitary since there had been a few stains of other things on it.
The wound had been cleansed in a hurry. Infection could give this man a problem one day and Emily wouldn't be able to handle her guilt.
She took out Alcohol, and a bottle of Hydrogen Peroxide. She took the Hydrogen peroxide and poured it over his wound, letting it stand so that the bacteria would die. "It hurts... doesn't it...?"
Her voice was cold and calm, unlike earlier. Almost emotionless...
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Post by Ender on Aug 8, 2007 21:43:26 GMT -8
The Supervisor never verbally replied, but only nodded in acceptance of her assistance. It probably was a good idea to give his wounds another once over, just to be safe. "It's alright, just stings a little is all," Ender replied, shaking a tiny bit. He didn't mind the pain all that much, but his natural reaction to it was hard to curb. It had been so long since he had last been injured in such a way. "So, you're alright now?"
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 8, 2007 21:56:25 GMT -8
Emily nodded as she finished cleaning his wounds and letting it dry lightly, just to make sure the wounds have scabbed over before she started place a bandage over it. "I'll be fine as long as I have my medication."
The psychologist prescribed her to a year of sedatives, once a day so that her mind would calm down from all that psychological trauma that was built up over a span of ... wait... all her life. Too many deaths, too many abusive words to even mention.
Once the bandage has been done, she looked at him with an emotionless face and blinked, "Do you have any other wounds in need of treatment?"
Emily asked this, primarily because she had no memories of what happened. That's how things were with her attacks of insanity - her mind rushes so fast nothing is stored in her memory. She becomes the total opposite of her calm and gentle demeanor now.
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Post by Ender on Aug 10, 2007 1:04:58 GMT -8
"Yeah, my arms," Ender answered, rolling up his sleeves and revealing the bandages. "Those wind kicks of yours pack a punch, little slow though," he said with a chuckle as he tended to his wounds. "So, what exactly happened to you back there? And don't say I'm a pervert..." Ender continued, mumbling the last part.
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 10, 2007 1:17:09 GMT -8
"Yeah, my arms,"
Emily looked as the man rolled up his sleeves. Looks like they've gotten tended to. "They should be fine. The only deep cut ... I've made was your leg. Gomen nasai."
"Those wind kicks of yours pack a punch, little slow though,"
The young girl found herself blushing a bit, until he mentioned the part about being slow. "Anou..." she managed to say, "Just need practice."
Emily speaks very few from time to time apparently. Then he continued. "So, what exactly happened to you back there? And don't say I'm a pervert..."
"I... don't... remember... Only thing I remember is ... my mind racing... a headache... and then blacking out." Emily stood and sighed, finally noticing her blood-dampened clothing - She... or rather, Kari did quite a lot of damage. "Gomen nasai." she told him again, bowing rather lower than most normal bows of apology.
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Post by Ender on Aug 13, 2007 20:43:26 GMT -8
"Ah, well no need to apologize, you seem to be sorry enough. Tending to my leg was proof of that," the man said, patting Emily on the head. "You should get cleaned up," he then suggested with a smile. Sitting around in bloody clothes wasn't good for her, or her furniture.
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 13, 2007 21:12:31 GMT -8
Emily straightened and walked to her room and got herself her "pajamas" and and headed to the bathroom.
It it wasn't so long before she left the small bathroom, clad in a oversized t-shirt, short... shorts, and damp hair hanging loose and messed.
"Sikaki-san clean up?" she asked, looking at him plainly as she began to dry her hair out with a towel. She didn't seem to care at all if this 'display' seemed uncomfortable at all.
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