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paixaorpg2006-08-14 02:52 pm
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Entry tags:
Waiting, Wishes, and a discussion of The Wild World Beyond [completed]
Characters: Bakura and npcs Tori and various nurses(likely Heather and Lisa)
Content: Bakura waiting for his release orders, Tori giving Bakura a few items to help him out and spouting off bits from The Wind in the Willows in an (almost delusional) attempt to get Bakura to stay in the present in Paixao. Bakura trying to explain to Tori that the world ISN'T black-and-white like she thinks it is. And the usual with Lisa and Heather.
Setting:Paradisio Hospital
Time: a little after midday Sunday
Warnings: Bakura being a bit of an angst bucket and overexaggerating....(shall we say Oh!Drama!) XD
Bakura stood by the window. He had long since finished what he guessed qualified as lunch and was off the machines, simply waiting for a doctor to sign release orders. He hadn't been told he couldn't get up and he wanted to see what Nurse Gayle had been looking at much earlier. He once again had his journal open, his hair a little tussled from sleeping so much and stood by the window looking at people in fanciful outfits walking in the streets below, rickshaws, and the architecture and the sky with nothing less than a childish awe.
He was assured of his liking to this place, although it seemed that very few shared his enthusiasm, as indicated by various messages posted through the journal network and that person's comment in his journal saying it was a first to enjoy being here. Everyone he had met was nice and helpful. It was a welcome change to meet such a wonderously designed place full of friendly faces rather than the cruelty he was almost accustomed to that seemed to partially fill Domino.
He sighed, running a hand through his hair and looking at the bandage on his arm. It hurt a little still, but he could get used to it. He went back to sit on the edge of the bed to wait more.
Content: Bakura waiting for his release orders, Tori giving Bakura a few items to help him out and spouting off bits from The Wind in the Willows in an (almost delusional) attempt to get Bakura to stay in the present in Paixao. Bakura trying to explain to Tori that the world ISN'T black-and-white like she thinks it is. And the usual with Lisa and Heather.
Setting:Paradisio Hospital
Time: a little after midday Sunday
Warnings: Bakura being a bit of an angst bucket and overexaggerating....(shall we say Oh!Drama!) XD
Bakura stood by the window. He had long since finished what he guessed qualified as lunch and was off the machines, simply waiting for a doctor to sign release orders. He hadn't been told he couldn't get up and he wanted to see what Nurse Gayle had been looking at much earlier. He once again had his journal open, his hair a little tussled from sleeping so much and stood by the window looking at people in fanciful outfits walking in the streets below, rickshaws, and the architecture and the sky with nothing less than a childish awe.
He was assured of his liking to this place, although it seemed that very few shared his enthusiasm, as indicated by various messages posted through the journal network and that person's comment in his journal saying it was a first to enjoy being here. Everyone he had met was nice and helpful. It was a welcome change to meet such a wonderously designed place full of friendly faces rather than the cruelty he was almost accustomed to that seemed to partially fill Domino.
He sighed, running a hand through his hair and looking at the bandage on his arm. It hurt a little still, but he could get used to it. He went back to sit on the edge of the bed to wait more.
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Tori stared at Bakura, shaking her head. "You're sad Bakura. Can't you give the story a happy ending? You can make it happy, can't you? I make my story happy!"
She took a breath, cuddling Despereaux. "I'm gonna go Bakura. I'll see you sometime later!"
The young girl took off before Bakura's story bothered her too much.
Meanwhile at the nurses' station, Lisa was standing in front of the paper with the out-patient list. Bakura's name was there.
She grinned as soon as the head nurse began putting patient copies of release orders in the box along the wall. She looked through them and grabbed Bakura's.
Heather went up behind Lisa, looking over Lisa's shoulder. "Bakura. Of course, this is only because you want to say goodbye." she teased.
Lisa shook her head, before grabbing the care package marked for Bakura. "You still know nothing, Heather." She stopped in the hallway only long enough to unfold a wheelchair from one of the closets.
She walked to Bakura's room, pushing along the empty chair. She noticed the story time girl from yesterday skipping down the hall in the opposite direction. What a hideous dress. That's worse than yesterday's.
She pushed open the door to Bakura's room.
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He didn't even notice Lisa enter. He just sat on the edge of the bed, shaking with sobs that were noticeable even when he was wrapped up in the oversized cloak with the bag next to him.
It was probably not just from the pain of his true story, but the combined effects of the past few days that hadn't caught up to him until now. He was in some strange place, he was the only one who apparently liked it, and likely none of his friends were here so he had no back-up if the voice did decide to show up.