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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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"I know something really cool we could do with sundials. This really neat girl showed me. Well... she kinda showed me then she had to go away." Faint memories come back to her, of biting into Yuki's arm and tasting his blood in her mouth, of the swirly colorful place with the fountains going away. "They took her away from me." Her voice saddens, but then perks up again, turns to awe as if the moment she experiences in her mind's eye is a religious vision, a floating simulacrum of the Heavens. "But it's so close.... and this is so much fun.... I could show you how, Rei. You just have to let go...."