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 | Light crept in through the window of the hospital as Baal stood next to Tyriel's bed, watching her completely unconscious body sleep. A strand of light shined upon Tyriel's face without a response from her. His fists shook with anger with the Narukami as well as himself. The fact that he couldn't do anything to protect her brought back more bad memories of Elysium. The women that were the most important to him always became victims because he was a weak man. He couldn't do anything to protect them and he had to watch them get hurt. After the Narukami InvasionFlowers sat in a vase upon a night stand beside her bed. They were her favorite being the same color as her mother's dress. The same pink flowers that were her favorites. He had picked the flowers a few days ago, hoping she would like to see something familiar when she woke up. It's been 1 week since he had seen her face, completely filled with determination. Stupid of Baal to have let her go all out without considering the complications that would follow. His fist shook a bit before taking a deep breath in, exhaling as he slowly took a seat. Instinctively, he placed his elbows upon his knees and placed his face within his palms.
Everybody that Baal has loved was hurt due to his incompetence. He couldn't do anything to help Master Seiryn Luccia. He couldn't do anything to help his sister Babylon. He couldn't do anything to help the one he loves now: Tyriel Ann Richter. He was a useless man that can't protect anything. He would gladly give away his crown for the strength to protect the ones he cared about. An idea popped into his head. Yes. The Break in Time. He will have to go there some day. Master Seiryn must be there! She will know how to make him stronger! But for now, all Baal can do is sit silently and wait. Every day for the last week, Baal had sat within this room to await her awakening. He gave up alcohol and everything else he enjoyed just to stay by her side. "This isn't fair, Tyriel. I can't protect the ones I love because I'm weak. You're the only one that really matters to me in this world and I wasn't able to keep you safe. What a pathetic man I am," he stated with a distraught voice while his face was still pressed against his palms. "Don't worry, Tyriel. I'll get stronger. Strong enough to protect you and strong enough to take back Elysium." Baal rambled on. It was quite the pitiful sight. Not only did he seem mentally exhausted, but it showed upon his face as well. He was a nervous wreck, hardly taking care of himself. His face looked gaunt covered in hair and his hair was disheveled. OOC: This is an Open Topic -- Anyone feel free to join. Though, do keep in mind that Tyriel, Sayrn, and myself are the main characters in this topic. Thanks :D This also takes place 1 week after the Narukami attack. This is at a hospital, not in the guild hall, BTW |
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She shouldn't have been here.
It didn't feel right for Shu to be here at this moment.
She wasn't there when the Narukami clan attacked their guild, hacking away at the placed she called home while the members suffered. She was away within the world of Fiore, the reason being to search for supplies for the guild itself in the midst of its peaceful breath. Now it was a place that had seen the very depths of war, its walls scarred and tainted with the blood of dozens if not more. Upon her return, she remembered clearly how some of the members reacted when she inquired on what happened. None of the responses were welcoming or bore good news other than the defeat of the clan leader behind the assault; some members even broke down before her very eyes, her days having been filled with merely comforting those that fought 'till the very end or offering assistance to those going through the process of grieving for the ones lost that day.
It was a dark time for Infinity Hydra.
The woman was dressed in attire that was soft in color - simple yet kept her warm for the winter cold. A pale, yellow jacket covered her torso while a long and meager, dark red skirt was her choice for her bottoms. Just underneath the very edge of said skirt were her visible choice of shoes - pure black flats clicking softly against the hospital floor. To keep her hair in place, a pink floral band wrapped around her hair loosely as it rest over her right shoulder. A neatly decorated yet small, soft red box was being held ever-so-carefully in her grasp, a taped card resting atop the wrapping. The young woman would have went with a different color, but it was the Christmas season after all.
The maiden's thoughts were that of a jumbled mess right now. She wasn't feeling all too well, her skin slightly pale as she trembled slightly. It may have been the winter weather or the chilly temperature inside the hospital establishment; the waitress wasn't too sure. The main reason that she even decided to force herself out of bed this morn was to check up on a member that was dear in their own way to the guild, to other people, and to a team that was once disbanded. Ignoring the pain in her joints that ached with each movement, the woman was only focusing on the person that fought their hardest in the battle to have only ended up here.
I-I hope she's okay. . .
A nurse was ahead of the black haired woman, keeping ever-so-silent aside from the occasional greetings to her fellow workers as they steadily passed by - some in a rush. It was refreshing to see that people were still kind to one another even in dark or busy times such as this one, but alas the mage could only feel her violet gaze soften in worry as they neared closer to their destination. She decided that it would be best to drop off the gift she had bought for Tyriel before lingering about for too long, not wanting to disturb her or any others that may have been in her company. After all, she knows that if it becomes too crowded in one room that it wouldn't be good for the patient - or anyone in a small room that needed their rest, really.
With the slowing down of their footsteps and the slight turn of the nurse's body, the woman's fingers knocked gently against the pristine door before opening it slowly - as if to not dare make a sound that would startle even the most silent of environments and people lingering within. Her calm gaze and head ushered for Shu to go inside with a calming smile, the maiden nodding shyly before feeling her nerves slowly tense up as she entered the room. It was as she stopped just out of the door's range before it closed, leaving the woman to process the sight before her very eyes. Within she was experiencing a sense of shyness and worry at the same time, the very reason that she came here to this place constantly serving as a reminder of her presence.
She wanted to be here for an old teammate - for anyone who would have been here that needed the help.
Violet orbs scanned the room with a short-lived, dubious curiously before landing upon the man standing before the Richter's bed, not moving from his place as it seemed. It was within that small moment that Shu promptly bowed her head as a greeting, realizing that this was indeed a familiar face. She remembered him from the Halloween party that Infinity Hydra held in what seemed like so long ago, albeit he looked different from the last time she cast her gaze upon him. "U-Um. . . Excuse me, sir. I-I sincerely apologize if I'm disrupting anything. I-I came here to visit Tyriel a-and check up on other members that may have been here." The woman's voice was soft and gentle, not wanting to make even the slightest disruption to interrupt Tyriel's slumber or Baal himself. Her gaze befell the box in her grasp before returning to Baal once more, an attempt at a soft smile gracing her pale, pink tinted lips.
"Th-This is for her. I-It's a present for her to share with someone."
Shu set the box down on the small endtable next to the hospital bed, taking a few steps back out of precaution and safety for Tyriel herself. "I-If I may ask, how are you feeling, sir?", she asked gently and carefully, not wanting to pry into Baal's emotions out of respect. This was a tough time for everyone one way or another, and either way she would listen to whatever this man had to say in the time she was present.
It didn't feel right for Shu to be here at this moment.
She wasn't there when the Narukami clan attacked their guild, hacking away at the placed she called home while the members suffered. She was away within the world of Fiore, the reason being to search for supplies for the guild itself in the midst of its peaceful breath. Now it was a place that had seen the very depths of war, its walls scarred and tainted with the blood of dozens if not more. Upon her return, she remembered clearly how some of the members reacted when she inquired on what happened. None of the responses were welcoming or bore good news other than the defeat of the clan leader behind the assault; some members even broke down before her very eyes, her days having been filled with merely comforting those that fought 'till the very end or offering assistance to those going through the process of grieving for the ones lost that day.
It was a dark time for Infinity Hydra.
The woman was dressed in attire that was soft in color - simple yet kept her warm for the winter cold. A pale, yellow jacket covered her torso while a long and meager, dark red skirt was her choice for her bottoms. Just underneath the very edge of said skirt were her visible choice of shoes - pure black flats clicking softly against the hospital floor. To keep her hair in place, a pink floral band wrapped around her hair loosely as it rest over her right shoulder. A neatly decorated yet small, soft red box was being held ever-so-carefully in her grasp, a taped card resting atop the wrapping. The young woman would have went with a different color, but it was the Christmas season after all.
The maiden's thoughts were that of a jumbled mess right now. She wasn't feeling all too well, her skin slightly pale as she trembled slightly. It may have been the winter weather or the chilly temperature inside the hospital establishment; the waitress wasn't too sure. The main reason that she even decided to force herself out of bed this morn was to check up on a member that was dear in their own way to the guild, to other people, and to a team that was once disbanded. Ignoring the pain in her joints that ached with each movement, the woman was only focusing on the person that fought their hardest in the battle to have only ended up here.
I-I hope she's okay. . .
A nurse was ahead of the black haired woman, keeping ever-so-silent aside from the occasional greetings to her fellow workers as they steadily passed by - some in a rush. It was refreshing to see that people were still kind to one another even in dark or busy times such as this one, but alas the mage could only feel her violet gaze soften in worry as they neared closer to their destination. She decided that it would be best to drop off the gift she had bought for Tyriel before lingering about for too long, not wanting to disturb her or any others that may have been in her company. After all, she knows that if it becomes too crowded in one room that it wouldn't be good for the patient - or anyone in a small room that needed their rest, really.
With the slowing down of their footsteps and the slight turn of the nurse's body, the woman's fingers knocked gently against the pristine door before opening it slowly - as if to not dare make a sound that would startle even the most silent of environments and people lingering within. Her calm gaze and head ushered for Shu to go inside with a calming smile, the maiden nodding shyly before feeling her nerves slowly tense up as she entered the room. It was as she stopped just out of the door's range before it closed, leaving the woman to process the sight before her very eyes. Within she was experiencing a sense of shyness and worry at the same time, the very reason that she came here to this place constantly serving as a reminder of her presence.
She wanted to be here for an old teammate - for anyone who would have been here that needed the help.
Violet orbs scanned the room with a short-lived, dubious curiously before landing upon the man standing before the Richter's bed, not moving from his place as it seemed. It was within that small moment that Shu promptly bowed her head as a greeting, realizing that this was indeed a familiar face. She remembered him from the Halloween party that Infinity Hydra held in what seemed like so long ago, albeit he looked different from the last time she cast her gaze upon him. "U-Um. . . Excuse me, sir. I-I sincerely apologize if I'm disrupting anything. I-I came here to visit Tyriel a-and check up on other members that may have been here." The woman's voice was soft and gentle, not wanting to make even the slightest disruption to interrupt Tyriel's slumber or Baal himself. Her gaze befell the box in her grasp before returning to Baal once more, an attempt at a soft smile gracing her pale, pink tinted lips.
"Th-This is for her. I-It's a present for her to share with someone."
Shu set the box down on the small endtable next to the hospital bed, taking a few steps back out of precaution and safety for Tyriel herself. "I-If I may ask, how are you feeling, sir?", she asked gently and carefully, not wanting to pry into Baal's emotions out of respect. This was a tough time for everyone one way or another, and either way she would listen to whatever this man had to say in the time she was present.
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The flames and scorch marks covered the guild she resided she had only recently came out looking at her daughter's pet Spirit of Fire as a familiar voice spoke in her mind telling her to get these people to the clinic and fast as she took the red haired one and another that seemed to have been harmed in the attack someone with wings black as night a soft chuckle escaping her lips and a simple thought that maybe it would be best if she experimented on this one. Yet it was not all fun and games as once she had gotten the two stabilized her attention became divided and enraged as her daughter was brought to her by her team member. . .Natsu was it? Their pet kurama brought her to the clinic as she got the serum in all three of them to stabilize their bodies and hopefully gain a bit of headway on their recovery the red haired man taking to it with ease.
With her daughter and the two new patients in the yellow zone she would open her clinics door to her room moving fast and seeing the bodies being carried so many dead and many wounded, “HYDRA Leave the wounded to me.” With a quick command the people moved away from the wounded as she knelt down to each of them a soft hand touching their face as she slowly assessed each mages wounds and treated them best she could with those in worse shape being sent to her clinic. Among those that were in the wounded however she could see one being carried by another she had seen before in the tavern on her usual “Mana Runs” Baal carrying someone out of the place and within moments she knew what was happening as she sighed and got up looking to the mages not hurt to heavily in the fights. With a heavy sigh she would snap her fingers and send out a mental call as grey mist began to grow from the ground and her usual reaper which she could count on, “Uziael don’t let these people die I need to go after Baal I think he has Tyriel. . . I fear for what happened.” Handing the demon her medicine she would run as fast she could after the man to hopefully meet him at the hospital.
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Some time had past she learned of what Tyriel did and decided to take care of her through the hospital knowing the effects of using magic to that point she would begin the treatment immediately holding back the Baal who did not seem to know who she was but then again it was not like she got out much anyways. Over the week she had been spending treating Tyr she had learned things that were not only horrifying to her but also bad for Baal and Tyr together and as such kept it to herself the feelings of which ate at her every time she checked in on Tyriel to make sure she was stable and to make sure everything was clean. This had been the longest she had been away from Infinity Hydra in a long time and each hour she spent treating Tyr the feelings that maybe she failed in her treatment would well up but she knew that those feelings would only harm her as a doctor and held them off.
As time grew longer and good days felt shorter she could tell Baal was committed to her and had made special preparations for Tyriel by first getting her a room to herself not only for more comfort for Baal but also to allow her better watch in case any remnants or dark guild members want to take advantage of the comatose ace. As time went on she began to lose hope having prepared the last of the things as a delivery from the morgue was sent to her and a solemn look grew on her face the thirty hours she spent these last nights weighing on her as she broke down slamming her head into a cupboard, “Dammit Tyr. . .Wake up . . .I need you to wake up. . .” She knew the pain but not on this level she never WANTED to know it on this level but it was there and she had no clue how to handle this.
Within the next few hours near the morning she could hear word from the coms that Tyriel had woken up as her eyes first widened with joy. Soon after however that joy turned to pure sorrow as the black bags under her eyes grew lower and she sighed getting up and dusting herself off making sure she was at the very least passable. With a slow walk she brought not only food but also a small box one addressed to both Tyriel and Baal a present that she did not want to give. As she slowly wheeled into the room she could see that Shu was here too having given Tyr a small gift of her own a factor that seemed to raise her own spirits too but also caused a solemn pain grow over her. “Shu I am sorry but I am going to have to ask you to leave. . .I need to talk with Tyriel and Baal. . . Badly. . .” With a soft smiled to the girl she would walk up laying a hand and softly escorting her out of the room before shutting the door and locking it with a minor magic key before turning to both Baal and Tyriel walking over and setting the food on its platter and onto Tyrs lap, “I am sure you must be hungry for actual food after a week of no food for the most part. . .Please start with the water.” Making sure to place the water in a spot where Tyriel could grab it with ease or should Baal choose to help her drink it the options were there.
Once Tyriel had been given a chance to finally awaken and gain more awareness to her surroundings she would pull the box from the bottom shelf of the trolley setting it on Tyrs lap and sighing, “Now first and foremost I want to make it very clear you are LUCKY to be alive right now the amount of strain you put not only on your mana pool but you body was lethal to say the least.” Allowing Baal and Tyr to comprehend what she was saying a soft sigh would escape her lips as she hid her face behind hands and took a deep breath. With a solemn note in her voice she would speak once more looking at Baal and Tyr with her sad eyes the bag under them and bloodshot look unable to be hidden due to the combination of lack of sleep and the crying. “Tyriel when we brought you in at first to stabilize you. . .We found out you were pregnant with a child and judging from the DNA of it. . .Both you and Baal had the girl. . . When you overexerted your magic to the point where you no longer had mana it began to take from your own life to cast the spells. .. In this case the only reason you survived as you have is due to. . . Well your child. . .The magic used your child as the fuel for the magic killing her. . . Due to this when we retrieved you we had to do surgery to remove the baby and sent them to the morgue for cremation. . . I am. . . Truly sorry. . .In the box is an urn with your child's ashes. . . Do with them what you will I. . .Will give you a bit of space for now. . .When you feel ready to talk to others I will be right outside the door for help.” Before she could even hope to get up tears ran down her face as she wheeled the trolley out the door collapsing on the ground after she closed the door her legs shaking and her teeth chattering from the stress and sadness.
With her daughter and the two new patients in the yellow zone she would open her clinics door to her room moving fast and seeing the bodies being carried so many dead and many wounded, “HYDRA Leave the wounded to me.” With a quick command the people moved away from the wounded as she knelt down to each of them a soft hand touching their face as she slowly assessed each mages wounds and treated them best she could with those in worse shape being sent to her clinic. Among those that were in the wounded however she could see one being carried by another she had seen before in the tavern on her usual “Mana Runs” Baal carrying someone out of the place and within moments she knew what was happening as she sighed and got up looking to the mages not hurt to heavily in the fights. With a heavy sigh she would snap her fingers and send out a mental call as grey mist began to grow from the ground and her usual reaper which she could count on, “Uziael don’t let these people die I need to go after Baal I think he has Tyriel. . . I fear for what happened.” Handing the demon her medicine she would run as fast she could after the man to hopefully meet him at the hospital.
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Some time had past she learned of what Tyriel did and decided to take care of her through the hospital knowing the effects of using magic to that point she would begin the treatment immediately holding back the Baal who did not seem to know who she was but then again it was not like she got out much anyways. Over the week she had been spending treating Tyr she had learned things that were not only horrifying to her but also bad for Baal and Tyr together and as such kept it to herself the feelings of which ate at her every time she checked in on Tyriel to make sure she was stable and to make sure everything was clean. This had been the longest she had been away from Infinity Hydra in a long time and each hour she spent treating Tyr the feelings that maybe she failed in her treatment would well up but she knew that those feelings would only harm her as a doctor and held them off.
As time grew longer and good days felt shorter she could tell Baal was committed to her and had made special preparations for Tyriel by first getting her a room to herself not only for more comfort for Baal but also to allow her better watch in case any remnants or dark guild members want to take advantage of the comatose ace. As time went on she began to lose hope having prepared the last of the things as a delivery from the morgue was sent to her and a solemn look grew on her face the thirty hours she spent these last nights weighing on her as she broke down slamming her head into a cupboard, “Dammit Tyr. . .Wake up . . .I need you to wake up. . .” She knew the pain but not on this level she never WANTED to know it on this level but it was there and she had no clue how to handle this.
Within the next few hours near the morning she could hear word from the coms that Tyriel had woken up as her eyes first widened with joy. Soon after however that joy turned to pure sorrow as the black bags under her eyes grew lower and she sighed getting up and dusting herself off making sure she was at the very least passable. With a slow walk she brought not only food but also a small box one addressed to both Tyriel and Baal a present that she did not want to give. As she slowly wheeled into the room she could see that Shu was here too having given Tyr a small gift of her own a factor that seemed to raise her own spirits too but also caused a solemn pain grow over her. “Shu I am sorry but I am going to have to ask you to leave. . .I need to talk with Tyriel and Baal. . . Badly. . .” With a soft smiled to the girl she would walk up laying a hand and softly escorting her out of the room before shutting the door and locking it with a minor magic key before turning to both Baal and Tyriel walking over and setting the food on its platter and onto Tyrs lap, “I am sure you must be hungry for actual food after a week of no food for the most part. . .Please start with the water.” Making sure to place the water in a spot where Tyriel could grab it with ease or should Baal choose to help her drink it the options were there.
Once Tyriel had been given a chance to finally awaken and gain more awareness to her surroundings she would pull the box from the bottom shelf of the trolley setting it on Tyrs lap and sighing, “Now first and foremost I want to make it very clear you are LUCKY to be alive right now the amount of strain you put not only on your mana pool but you body was lethal to say the least.” Allowing Baal and Tyr to comprehend what she was saying a soft sigh would escape her lips as she hid her face behind hands and took a deep breath. With a solemn note in her voice she would speak once more looking at Baal and Tyr with her sad eyes the bag under them and bloodshot look unable to be hidden due to the combination of lack of sleep and the crying. “Tyriel when we brought you in at first to stabilize you. . .We found out you were pregnant with a child and judging from the DNA of it. . .Both you and Baal had the girl. . . When you overexerted your magic to the point where you no longer had mana it began to take from your own life to cast the spells. .. In this case the only reason you survived as you have is due to. . . Well your child. . .The magic used your child as the fuel for the magic killing her. . . Due to this when we retrieved you we had to do surgery to remove the baby and sent them to the morgue for cremation. . . I am. . . Truly sorry. . .In the box is an urn with your child's ashes. . . Do with them what you will I. . .Will give you a bit of space for now. . .When you feel ready to talk to others I will be right outside the door for help.” Before she could even hope to get up tears ran down her face as she wheeled the trolley out the door collapsing on the ground after she closed the door her legs shaking and her teeth chattering from the stress and sadness.
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| There was a knocking on the door while Baal's hands were in his palms. He didn't respond to the door opening or the voice initially as he was stuck in his own little dimension of thought. A vicious cycle of him feeling helpless and him wanting to get strong enough. Not only to kill everyone associated with the Narukami, but to also be strong enough to retake his kingdom. One hundred years was long enough to loaf around and feeling sorry for himself. No, now was the time for action. Either way, his attention had been taken away from him once the little one had spoken to him. Baal moved his hands out of his palms to look up towards Shu. His eyes were bloodshot and stress had worn at his face. Dried tears stained his gray skin. Baal simply responded with a shake of his head before turning back to look at the sleeping beauty on the bed. "No, you aren't disrupting anything. I'm just waiting for Sleeping Beauty to finally wake up, is all," he said trying to force a smile upon his scruffy face. An arm crossed over his line of sight, noticing a small box being placed upon the table near the pink flowers. His eyes traced from the small box back towards Shu as Baal simply said, "Thank you." Baal wasn't in a very talkative mood right now, having his mind on multiple things at once. His attention fully on awaiting Tyriel's awakening. It could have been several years and Baal would be here by her side. While that isn't exactly something she'd want from him, he couldn't think of anything else that would help her. Besides, when she finally does wake up, he wanted to be by her side. His eyes turned towards the window as frost gathered upon it. Winter was on it's way; at least he didn't have to drag her through the frigid winter snow. The haggard look upon his face should tell the entire story about how he's been holding up. He hadn't been eating right and he hadn't even showered regularly due to practically living in the hospital, spending as much time with Tyriel as possible, even falling asleep on that chair with his body resting upon her bed. Her eyes had opened up slowly and a hand brushed against him, causing Baal's heart to sink for a moment. His jaw slowly dropped. The moment she said his name, Baal pushed himself out of his chair and threw himself upon the woman he loved. His single earring hanging down with his long and unkempt hair covering her. His flesh was cool to the touch before tears came from his eyes. "Welcome back, Tyriel. I've missed you," he simply stated. Her shoulder began to moisten with his face pressed upon it. Another voice broke the moment that he had with her. A rather familiar voice that he had heard throughout the week. The woman was as haggard as he had been, getting probably even less sleep while also performing her duties. This woman gained his respect for her diligence as a medical professional. Baal moved away from Tyriel before placing a small kiss upon her left cheek. The seat that he had gotten acquainted with throughout this past week was once again occupied as the doctor began to treat her. Yes, she was probably weak from inactivity for seven days. Baal turned his eyes towards Shu for a moment and smiled. "Thanks for stopping by." While she was kicked out, it didn't mean that she couldn't hang out just outside the door or anywhere nearby. The door was closed as soon as Shu left, forcing Baal to turn his eyes towards the doctor. Something made him believe that what this was going to be was an important announcement that only the two should hear. He listened and the mention of a baby instantly changed his mood. He was going to become a father? However, the more and more he listened, his happiness quickly turned to dread and dread quickly turned towards anger for himself. Baal showed almost no reaction, but dumbfoundedness from what he just heard. The door opened and closed soon after the news was given to them. He turned his eyes towards Tyriel for a moment then back down to the ground. He didn't know what to say or how to react to this. Sadness was a good candidate, but he also felt anger. Anger against the human race. Anger towards himself. Baal didn't know how to react, but the one hurting more than him laid upon the bed that he had been watching over for the last week. Instinct drove him to stand up and throw himself upon Tyriel, hugging her tight. His brain still hadn't digested the information given to him fully. "I'm sorry," he said quietly. "I'm sorry," he repeated before closing his eyes and buried it back into the tear-soaked spot from earlier. "I'm sorry." It suddenly settled in causing Baal to burst out into tears and shouting out in pain. It had been over 500 years and he finally would have had a child; a daughter even. A child with the woman of his dreams and he couldn't protect either of them. This was, however, the first female in his life that had lost their lives due to his incapability of protecting them. He felt like a virus; everyone he touches gets hurt. Baal screamed out once more, muffled by Tyriel's body before loud knocking could be heard everywhere in the room; invisible fists thrusting themselves in every direction to help him alleviate his frustration without destroying the entire room. OOC: No need to leave the topic Shu. Feel free to stay if you'd like ^^ God that was a hard post to type up. |
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Third Skill:
Maybe she made the right decision after all.
Baal was in such poor condition, his eyes clearly portraying a sense of lifeless hope permeating his very being. The sight made the black haired woman's gaze soften more as the time passed, lips parting in both concern and slight sorrow for the man. She began to experience thoughts that only downgraded her mood, questions that circled around and around in endless loops. Was Baal taking care of himself? What was the current status of Tyriel's condition? Would she be alright? Would he be alright? It was a time like this one where it was hard to contain hope, the belief that all would be well in the world nonexistent. The young woman could only concentrate on the man's words as he spoke weakly in reply, awaiting whatever was to come.
It was then that Tyriel had awoken, a sense of relief washing forth into Shu's being. The mage herself was almost in tears at the scene playing out before her, eyes bordering tears before she began to gently tap them away with the sleeve of her jacket. She was so glad that her friend was safe, and that Baal could finally be put to ease for now. It was such a warm, welcoming emotion to flow throughout the body, even causing a light sense of trembling to emerge before the click of a door opening captured the room's attention - breaking through any tears or sense of happiness and relief.
It was Infinity Hydra's most hardworking doctor, Sayrn.
Shu could feel her heart wrench as she took in the woman's state. Her skin was dreadfully pale as her eyes portrayed a beaten sense of a person, her form overall ragged and weak. It was almost as bad as Baal's state if not moreso, her form screaming out that she had been at duty non-stop. A tray of food was in her grasp, although the doctor's voice completely captured her attention. It seemed Sayrn really wished to want to talk to Baal and Tyriel badly, and Shu couldn't reject such an earnest request. "O-Of course, ma'm." It was at Sayrn's usher that the maiden began to wait outside the door, hearing it close as her back was faced to it.
Maybe it was alright for her to wait here?
Truth be told, Shu didn't feel like she should leave as of yet. She wanted to stay and see what would transpire in case anyone needed her help. She wanted to be of assistance in any singular way possible - no matter what happened. The woman merely closed her eyes with a quivering sigh, her ears seeming to block out all other sounds of the world to focus on nothing but the door behind her. She would sigh in and out, slowly but steadily. . . The woman was applying the technique she learned from Nao to a situation like this, for maybe she needed to calm herself down more than anything first while the moments passed.
Until a sense of dread hung dangerously over her.
The waitress' eyes shot forth in opening as the door clicked open, screaming of a male's voice being heard for the split moment before it was shut again. It was Sayrn who then immediately collapsed onto the floor, causing Shu to gasp out and immediately place her hands onto the woman's shoulders. "O-Oh, Sayrn. . . ", she tried to comfort, not even daring to ask what was happening. If it was between her, Baal, and Tyriel, then it wasn't her place to pry or ask. She would only be here to comfort the ones in pain that needed a shoulder to cry on or an ear that would listen.
That's what she was here for.
"Shhh, Sayrn, I'm sorry. . . Wh-Whatever happened, I'm very sorry. . ."
The maiden even began to stroke Sayrn's back gently as her other hand rest on the woman's shoulder, her heart pierced with sadness as Baal's muffled screams could be heard. The walls began to resound with muffled punches even, causing the young woman to flinch periodically with each one that occurred. The employees in the hallway would come up to Shu regarding Sayrn's and the patients condition, the young woman's eyes portraying a knowing sense of nothing but bad news. "Sh-She. . . I-It's. . . I-It's best to leave them be for now, everyone.", and yet even after that the doctors and nurses were kind enough to help in assisting to help Sayrn in her mood, even hoping to raise her onto her feet; a doctor was even taking the trolley himself as the individuals were nothing but calm and kind to the hardworking doctor. As they gently helped the young woman, Shu could only keep herself bent down near the ground as she merely listened to what little sounds and hints she could hear behind the door.
So many thoughts were ringing through her mind, from Sayrn's well-being to Baal and Tyriel's condition. Whatever happened was clearly something traumatizing if not scarring. It was nearly overpowering to even Shu, the very condition of everyone's mood and the heavy blanket coating the atmosphere causing her being to trembling as her eyes began to border with tears once more.
Should she go in?
Should she stay out here?
It was in a time like this. . .
"I. . ."
I-I don't know what to do. . .
Baal was in such poor condition, his eyes clearly portraying a sense of lifeless hope permeating his very being. The sight made the black haired woman's gaze soften more as the time passed, lips parting in both concern and slight sorrow for the man. She began to experience thoughts that only downgraded her mood, questions that circled around and around in endless loops. Was Baal taking care of himself? What was the current status of Tyriel's condition? Would she be alright? Would he be alright? It was a time like this one where it was hard to contain hope, the belief that all would be well in the world nonexistent. The young woman could only concentrate on the man's words as he spoke weakly in reply, awaiting whatever was to come.
It was then that Tyriel had awoken, a sense of relief washing forth into Shu's being. The mage herself was almost in tears at the scene playing out before her, eyes bordering tears before she began to gently tap them away with the sleeve of her jacket. She was so glad that her friend was safe, and that Baal could finally be put to ease for now. It was such a warm, welcoming emotion to flow throughout the body, even causing a light sense of trembling to emerge before the click of a door opening captured the room's attention - breaking through any tears or sense of happiness and relief.
It was Infinity Hydra's most hardworking doctor, Sayrn.
Shu could feel her heart wrench as she took in the woman's state. Her skin was dreadfully pale as her eyes portrayed a beaten sense of a person, her form overall ragged and weak. It was almost as bad as Baal's state if not moreso, her form screaming out that she had been at duty non-stop. A tray of food was in her grasp, although the doctor's voice completely captured her attention. It seemed Sayrn really wished to want to talk to Baal and Tyriel badly, and Shu couldn't reject such an earnest request. "O-Of course, ma'm." It was at Sayrn's usher that the maiden began to wait outside the door, hearing it close as her back was faced to it.
Maybe it was alright for her to wait here?
Truth be told, Shu didn't feel like she should leave as of yet. She wanted to stay and see what would transpire in case anyone needed her help. She wanted to be of assistance in any singular way possible - no matter what happened. The woman merely closed her eyes with a quivering sigh, her ears seeming to block out all other sounds of the world to focus on nothing but the door behind her. She would sigh in and out, slowly but steadily. . . The woman was applying the technique she learned from Nao to a situation like this, for maybe she needed to calm herself down more than anything first while the moments passed.
Until a sense of dread hung dangerously over her.
The waitress' eyes shot forth in opening as the door clicked open, screaming of a male's voice being heard for the split moment before it was shut again. It was Sayrn who then immediately collapsed onto the floor, causing Shu to gasp out and immediately place her hands onto the woman's shoulders. "O-Oh, Sayrn. . . ", she tried to comfort, not even daring to ask what was happening. If it was between her, Baal, and Tyriel, then it wasn't her place to pry or ask. She would only be here to comfort the ones in pain that needed a shoulder to cry on or an ear that would listen.
That's what she was here for.
"Shhh, Sayrn, I'm sorry. . . Wh-Whatever happened, I'm very sorry. . ."
The maiden even began to stroke Sayrn's back gently as her other hand rest on the woman's shoulder, her heart pierced with sadness as Baal's muffled screams could be heard. The walls began to resound with muffled punches even, causing the young woman to flinch periodically with each one that occurred. The employees in the hallway would come up to Shu regarding Sayrn's and the patients condition, the young woman's eyes portraying a knowing sense of nothing but bad news. "Sh-She. . . I-It's. . . I-It's best to leave them be for now, everyone.", and yet even after that the doctors and nurses were kind enough to help in assisting to help Sayrn in her mood, even hoping to raise her onto her feet; a doctor was even taking the trolley himself as the individuals were nothing but calm and kind to the hardworking doctor. As they gently helped the young woman, Shu could only keep herself bent down near the ground as she merely listened to what little sounds and hints she could hear behind the door.
So many thoughts were ringing through her mind, from Sayrn's well-being to Baal and Tyriel's condition. Whatever happened was clearly something traumatizing if not scarring. It was nearly overpowering to even Shu, the very condition of everyone's mood and the heavy blanket coating the atmosphere causing her being to trembling as her eyes began to border with tears once more.
Should she go in?
Should she stay out here?
It was in a time like this. . .
"I. . ."
I-I don't know what to do. . .
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