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paixaorpg2006-07-17 08:26 pm
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Another Unfamiliar Ceiling [COMPLETED]
Character(s): Asuka, Rei, Death.
Content: After a frightening loss of sanity, Yuki took Asuka to the hospital, where she now awakens.
Setting: Aiches Memorial Hospital [H4]
Time: Early morning Wednesday.
Warnings: None.
She awakes to a white world.
White, sterile white, that familiar shade of huelessness, blank canvas walls like ghosts onto which shadows project.
For Asuka, waking up in the hospital is like reliving Groundhog Day. The same white walls, the same clinical odor clawing at her nostrils, the same pangs in her limbs as she rises to launch into battle again.
Except here there is no battle, and with that fact there is no purpose, and with no purpose, no reason for Asuka to be.
She tries not to think about it. She tries not to think about the fact that this hospital doesn't smell particularly medical, either; the air smells more like incense, or some kind of herb. The shattered candy swimmingness in her head seems to have cleared a little, anyway, though she still thinks the hospital walls would look a lot nicer painted a pretty shade of red. She giggles a little, lightly, to herself, though the motion stings her chest, and she soon has to lay back and draw breath.
Content: After a frightening loss of sanity, Yuki took Asuka to the hospital, where she now awakens.
Setting: Aiches Memorial Hospital [H4]
Time: Early morning Wednesday.
Warnings: None.
She awakes to a white world.
White, sterile white, that familiar shade of huelessness, blank canvas walls like ghosts onto which shadows project.
For Asuka, waking up in the hospital is like reliving Groundhog Day. The same white walls, the same clinical odor clawing at her nostrils, the same pangs in her limbs as she rises to launch into battle again.
Except here there is no battle, and with that fact there is no purpose, and with no purpose, no reason for Asuka to be.
She tries not to think about it. She tries not to think about the fact that this hospital doesn't smell particularly medical, either; the air smells more like incense, or some kind of herb. The shattered candy swimmingness in her head seems to have cleared a little, anyway, though she still thinks the hospital walls would look a lot nicer painted a pretty shade of red. She giggles a little, lightly, to herself, though the motion stings her chest, and she soon has to lay back and draw breath.
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She gave Death a blank look. To find her mother? Rei was silent as she thought it over. She was well enough to walk, she thought, so that meant she was well enough to look for the commander. She did not know where to start, but perhaps if the Second Child were to find her mother and get well again, she would be able to help.
Rei nodded. She supposed she did owe Death, and a lack of funds made this seem like the next logical option.