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Post by David B. on Nov 15, 2009 15:15:19 GMT -8
David leaned back, taking a deep breath as the man worked. A light prick. Blood. The man warned him he would become lightheaded- he knew this. He had donated before. The world swam momentarily, causing him to close his eyes, though he didn't flinch. A few moments later, a bandage wrapped around his arm, causing him to open his eyes- he still felt lightheaded, but he was told he could walk and move so long as nothing too strenuous. He stepped away from the office he was in, following his packet of blood to the ICU, where he saw his blood go to work.
'Emily...'
He stepped into the office, taking a seat next to her, ignoring a doctors orders to leave. The man pulled the mask from his face down, staring at David and waving a hand in front of his face. David gripped the guys fingers, causing him to try and cry out. David would lean over and look in his eyes.
"I'm staying. Now work."
The man nodded, coming to his feet and holding his fingers with a tender hand. David turned his gaze to Emily, watching everyones moves, keeping his Qi activated just...just in case.
OOC(( Qi activated in previous thread. Stats are as follows.
Strength: 100 - 60 = 40
Dexterity: 6400
Constitution: 260
Intelligence: 100
Wisdom: 100
Charisma: 100
Davids strength is lessened due to weakness from blood donation. Qi active for another 3 posts.))
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Post by narakunohana on Nov 15, 2009 15:33:58 GMT -8
"Watching her, I presume?" A woman said, her usually cheerful tone now something around a little more serious; yet still mischevious all the same. "She would not wake up for another day or two, at her condition. If she did, she'll be in quite some pain..."
The woman stepped inside the sterile field, wearing her surgical uniform as she had just scrubbed out of the Operating Room. Being the new Head of Surgery in the hospital, Layla Clavering had more responsibilities than ever; she slightly felt pained, watching the girl she thought to be just like her own child lie there for the second time in three months.
Knowing Emily, this could be a grave blow to her ego; as if she didn't have an over-deflated ego in the first place.
The woman mentioned the doctor inside to leave, taking the chart from him and fixing the IV herself. 20 gtts a minute, that's what the chart said...
She'll make the blood transfusion go a little faster; maybe around 23 gtts instead of 20. Emily lost a lot more blood than originally thought.
...
"This is not the first time she spontaneously combusted this way." The doctor said, adjusting her glasses while her other hand worked the IV clamp.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Nov 15, 2009 15:48:47 GMT -8
Gabriel sat there in extreme pain, a beautiful pain, he'd never felt alive until now. Beaten and torn in a near death status he felt powerful. And in the same moment weak. He perused David to the hospital at not quite the same speed but faster than the car would manage. The torn up shreads of cloth dangling about his person Gabriel would drag himself in holding the door for support.
"David...let me help..."
He smiled with the last moments of power within him, a glowing blue light coming from his palm as Gabriel generated his Qi. The power within it had the ability to give Emily power enough to survive this not alone repair herself stronger. Of course it'd leave Gabriel in a weakened condition but he could manage.
"My Qi can recover her broken down blood cells... It will help.."
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Post by David B. on Nov 15, 2009 16:08:26 GMT -8
David would suddenly be in front of Gabriel.
His grip would snatch the boys neck, and lift him from his feet, even before he finished his final sentence, the strain causing Davids world to spin slightly. David would glare, having been about to answer the always stunning miss Clavering, but instead being interrupted but an utterly unwelcome guest.
"I should kill you for what you did, and for following us."
He would grit his teeth and lower him to the ground.
"But i love Emily, and i will do as she asks." He would shove Gabriel back with a fury in his eye.
"Leave, there is no reason i should let you touch her after you did those things to her. you have no defense, no excuse."
Gabriel Seran was naked before Davids fury...he wouldn't kill Gabriel, but if he had to, he would make it impossible for him to speak, or even walk. He would do what he had to do to protect the one he served.
'Emily...'
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Post by narakunohana on Nov 15, 2009 20:24:38 GMT -8
The mention of "Loving" Emily more than amused the doctor. It wasn't really so surprising that a woman like Emily would attract men this way; although, it wasn't clear to the woman if this love was a romantic love or a love out of friendship or family. Though---
...
She looked at Gabriel and David, her face with an everlasting grin. "I believe Emily may want him to stay, Mr. Blaze." She said, pressing a button on the monitor that no sooner printed a little piece of paper stating her vitals. "Emily is doing quite well, as she had always been every time she gets sent back. There is no need to be violent."
The woman looked at Gabriel though, and she smiled softly. Her voice was stern, and yet warm enough to be reassuring. "You are aware of what you did to her, aren't you?" She said, "... do you know what must be done for penance?"
She smiled, addressing the young Seran with questions but hopefully leading him to an answer. After all, neither Layla or David knew of what Emily and Gabriel agreed upon before David broke in the room where the girl was held.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Nov 16, 2009 0:07:38 GMT -8
Gabriel felt a sudden calm as Ms. Clavering spoke, the radiant energy in his palms dissipated knowing that she was well enough to repair fully under her own abilities. He looked from Ms. Clavering, to Emily, and finally to the ground before him, the damp sweat and tears mucking up his features in a short bout of absolution.
"Yes..." His words very low and near silent.
There was a pact made, out of understanding, he'd protect and serve at Emily's side through the coming conflicts not simply for penance but for his own crippled soul. Pieces of him fallen to the winds of change as he fought endlessly for a cause that was simple and right before his eyes. David was the first, Gabriel would follow as well.
"I understand what must be done..."
Gabriel lowered himself, finding a chair along Emily's side, of course it'd be adjacent to David's own but he'd be complacent there calm and endearing as ever. The road they'd follow would be the roughest they were ever to face. But at least in the end they wouldn't be alone.
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Post by David B. on Nov 16, 2009 22:33:20 GMT -8
David stared in anger, hatred in his eyes as Gabriel took his seat. He looked from miss Clavering to Gabriel then back, giving her a look of disdain at the thought of sharing Emily's bedside with the man who put her there. David would growl under his breath.
"Fucking bitch."
He walked over to Emily, his back to the former Dragon, as he took the Queens hand, leaning over and placing a kiss at the corner of her mouth. He would turn around, his eyes on fire. He walked over, kneeling down in front of Gabriel, putting thier eyes about a foot from each other, staring into them deeply.
"I love her- i will always protect her." His Qi was still active, and he let it flare in his eyes, deep in them, so only Gabriel would see the power lying there.
"Last time we fought, i thought you were dead Gabriel Seran. I have killed you in my mind. Know this, remember it, take to heart. I would kill you, right now, if Emily- the one you tortured- had not begged me to let you live. If ever there is a time when you touch Emily in a way i do not like, or if you hurt her, i will kill you, and use your head as a lawn ornament. I have the power- and next time, not even her words will stop me. Know this to be a promise-"
His hand would suddenly bring up a scapel- he had run to a room, grabbed a clean one and come back, yet it seemed he had never gone. He brought up his hand, cutting it open from one end to the other, squeezing his fist so the blood would drip to the white tiles below them.
"-I will never break. A blood vow. I give it here, and may its breaking happen only in my death."
He would stare a moment longer before turning his firey gaze from Gabriels, grabbing some cloth and wrapping it around his hand.
"I'm going to get a drink. Miss Clavering, i trust you to watch her in my absence."
He would vanish and re-appear three seconds later with a drink in his hand.
"Thank you for watching her for me."
He would then move his chair closer to the bed, setting his drink on the table before leaning in and taking Emilys hand, staring into her face as he waited for the time to pass.
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Post by narakunohana on Nov 18, 2009 5:46:24 GMT -8
Layla watched the unfolding scene with much interest. Why, this young man was acting as if he harbored feelings for Emily? And what's with that kiss?
She chuckled, breaking the otherwise tense mood Gabriel and David were in. Layla adjusted her glasses, blue hues meeting David's own, sparkling with curiosity. "Love is a very general term, Mister Blaze." She said, the piece of paper in hand. "Are you referring to romantic love, or a Familial love?"
She gazed at the piece of paper and then back at the monitor. Ah, Emily seems a bit about ready to wake up - despite the pain that waking up will give her.
Kneeling (albeit with a bit of effort all considering her leg's weakness), Layla would reach for a small drawer next to Emily's bed, picking up a small syringe from a little basket that said: "Emergency."
It was a few milliliters of epinephrine inside a syringe.
Layla would check it for air bubbles, flicking the needle before inserting it into the Y-port on the IV. "Your... beloved... should be awake within the next few minutes. Excuse me while I get her some painkillers."
With a small grin, she would leave Gabriel and David inside the ICU.
... and as soon as Layla left the room the monitor gave out a little sharp beep, and someone began stirring from her sleep...
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Post by seishounohana on Nov 18, 2009 6:04:40 GMT -8
Emily's body stirred a bit, groaning as she felt some pain stirring from all around her body. Fatigue and Gabriel's little devious torturing could do that to a person. She breathed hard, coughing as her hand reached for her nose, finding a nasal cannula. "Hospital... again..." she muttered to herself, before prying her eyes open.
Her eyes were still blurry, but she wasn't blind as a bat as she was last time she remembered being awake. Emily's emerald eyes gazed upon two figures, both of which she quickly recognized from the silhouettes alone. She smiled, albeit weakly, but honest still the same.
"I still can't see." She laughed, "Which one of you is David and Which is Gabriel? All I can see are shadows, so... sorry..."
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Nov 18, 2009 12:53:20 GMT -8
"-I will never break. A blood vow. I give it here, and may its breaking happen only in my death."
Gabriel watched the theatrical scene viewing it as entirely unnecessary. He rolled his eyes nestling beside her bed in his seat prepared for the long haul. His entire body was aching with weakness but in that very same essence he felt better than he had in ages.
"David you do know these theatrics are entirely unnecessary.." He'd say just as the man disappeared only to be back in a second fast as light.
Gabriel rolled his eyes nestled back as he listened to Clavering. Her words were cheery despite what had just happened, it somewhat humored Gabriel. Of course it rose the suspicion of whether he was cheating on Bastille. Of course then again she had mentioned ex. Ouch David rough.
"Hospital... again..." The low level murmur called.
"Unfortunately so..."
"Which one of you is David and Which is Gabriel? All I can see are shadows, so... sorry..."
Gabriel moved a hand to touch hers notifying that it was him, however in the same moment he made his motions slow and weary and eye set on David to be careful.
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Post by David B. on Nov 18, 2009 13:14:41 GMT -8
David didn't respond to either Gabriel or Layla, instead continuing to sit and watch Emilys vitals and face. He owed nobody an explaination for his actions, what gabriel saw as theatrics David saw as necessity, what Layla saw as romantic, David saw as Protectorily. He wouldn't specify on his love for her because nobody really had the right to the knowledge. Whether he wanted her to be his wife or simply cared for her like an older brother was his business and hers, nobody elses. His eyes would slide to Gabriels Hand, snatching out and holding it tightly.
"I am David. He Is Gabriel."
He would release it, signifying that Gabriel had better keep his hands off her. The male had done enough with them to her.
"How are you feeling Emily?"
OOC((Shit post xD))
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Post by seishounohana on Nov 19, 2009 1:12:56 GMT -8
Emily watched the two, noting that there was still some sort of distrust between them - or David, at least. The girl just smiled, albeit a bit softly because she still felt a significant amount of pain growing stronger as she became more aware of her surroundings.
Emily gasped a bit, taking in some air as her kidneys continued to suffer. "M-man... I ne-never thought I'd e-ever feel this pain again." She laughed; pained, but it was obvious that she was trying to not get the two worried. "Nothing I can't live with."
Emily squinted her eyes, trying to focus her eyesight to see if it would improve. It worked a bit, but nothing too big for her to be able to recognize anything.
"How long was I asleep for?" She asked. It was a basic question.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Nov 19, 2009 11:10:23 GMT -8
Gabriel sighed recoiling his hand having it rightly so being thrust away from it's chosen destination. HE leaned into the chair feeling singled out as though he were the guilty party here. Of course he was in this case but David simply didn't understand. HE shook his head about the ideal as if he ever would. Hurting someone built them up, made them stronger, and done right creates something in them. He'd only hoped that his duty was complete.
"Not too very long, you're going to be fine soon enough. Ms. CLavering is doing a grand job."
Gabriel said lightly before turning back to his rest, not leaving despite the cold shoulder he was recieving from David.
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Post by seishounohana on Nov 23, 2009 5:14:28 GMT -8
"Not too very long, you're going to be fine soon enough. Ms. CLavering is doing a grand job." Emily grinned, squinting her eyes still to try and get her vision working. Looks like it'll take one more day before she would regain her eyesight, and another week before she would be able to function as she did before.
"I'm not surprised about her doing well; she's just been appointed Chief Surgeon in this hospital. I'm just actually surprised she's found the time for me..." Emily felt a bit too weak to attempt to sit up, so she tried reaching for a few buttons on the side of her bed to raise her head to a fowler's position. Aye, her back really, really hurt. Stupid kidneys --
Oh, right. There was something she needed to take... as usual, or at least she had the urge to take a few of---
"... Has anyone seen my little bottle?" She said, "My meds? I had a few in a little pillbox on my pockets."
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Post by David B. on Nov 30, 2009 20:24:55 GMT -8
"You don't need them."
He clasped her hand. He had heard form her little...friends, of her strange addiction to medication, and the easiest way he knew to break this was to just be himself. He would train her even when they weren't going through the physical motions. Her body was injured beyond what he had seen from her as of late, but he wouldn't stop. He would push her, though not in the far-to-extreme way of Gabriel. He wasn't there to tear her body apart, he was there to show her how to keep it from becoming so.
"The pain you feel is the cost of battle." He glared at Gabriel. "Even if a battle didn't take place." He turned back toward her. "Regardless, the pain will help you, it will build your immunity to it, and you'll reach a point where pain is just another emotion, one that can be ignored and accepted."
He would wait for her to protest, as he was sure she would do.
Unfortunately, in her position, David was definitely the stronger, and Gabriel sure as helll couldn't stop him from holding her down.
Either way, no meds for J00!
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