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 drown your beliefs, Jacob Pierce
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 Posted: Aug 8 2016, 11:43 PM
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"I want to be like water. I want to slip through fingers, but hold up a ship."

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'J
ust keep breathing' she told herself again, being a whirlwind of a woman, doing ten things at once. It was the dawn of the third day of the WBC's explosion and everything was still terrible. She'd been on high alert since the first victim arrived and the news spread. She kept going like she was on speed, but her heart and soul felt like going through a bad trip.

'Just keep not thinking' she told herself every time the numbers of the injured grew. If she stopped to comprehend everything that was happening, she knew she'd probably fall apart. She felt like the sorrow was eating her up. She wouldn't understand why this happened even if she'd had all the facts, so she didn't even try. Who had the time anyway?

All she could do was do the best with what she could control and that meant doing her job multiplied by a hundred. It was easy to forget herself and immerse in her tasks, no matter how horrible it was dealing with all the drama and pain. There was no time for sympathy and tears and instead had to put her rational, calculated persona on autopilot.

She tried to get some rest one time in an empty room but she couldn't disconnect her mind. The sun was rising and getting in her eyes and the room had to go to some patients anyway. They were understaffed and under-roomed, they did what they could with what they had. Therefore it was no wonder everybody did everything. Complaints and quarrels arised, between medical staff mostly. Frustration and fatigue was on everyone's faces. At least the freak out that exploded inside people as well subsided a little, everyone was simply facing the after effects.

It had been several hours since she couldn't operate anymore on account of tiredness, so she was dealing with some supply and management issues when she overheard two nurses brawling about a missing patient. She thought it was a waste of resources - no one would simply leave if they were in need of medical care and if they did, it meant it wasn't urgent at all. So she offered to look for the patient in order to send the nurses on their way and make them stop blaming each other and instead be useful. Of course she had no intention of actually looking for a ghost when she had to deliver a cart full of supplies. But after arriving at the children's wing, she felt her brave facade shattering. She had to get out before the panic attack settled in so she went anywhere she could see without actually running. The place was packed, there was no quiet corner, with every hall she passed she felt pulled further under the anxiety wave.

She didn't know exactly how she managed to find that place, she only saw crosses and that it was empty - who knew how it was possible in all that maelstrom. It didn't take her long to grab a chair and wedge it under the doorknob. She was panting as if she'd been running but soon calmed down. She advanced towards the altar, with no interest in it, she just felt light-headed and chose a chair to sit on. Well, sit was a stretch since she completely rose on it, gathering her knees to her chest and leaning her forehead on them.






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 Posted: Aug 9 2016, 10:05 PM
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Drowning what you believe
Hospitals. Jacob didn’t think he’d visited a hospital as often in the last ten years as he’s been doing this past year. It was unbelievable how much he had been dragged to these kind of places to heal against his will. Granted, this time there was no way he’d be able to patch himself up without any kind of help, a broken arm was a broken arm, but keeping him here for the last three days was a little bit excessive. Jacob had argued again and again with the doctor in charge of him, he was fine, his arm was in a cast, it was going to heal, and the small concussion he had for hitting his head against a wall was nothing. But no, they had arbitrarily decided it was better for his wellbeing if he stayed a couple of more days.

Normally Jacob would have just sneaked out of the hospital in the middle of the night, but this WBC attack had too much repercussion to it, somehow Jacob got the tittle of that guy who saved a cop, people would notice if he disappeared even with all the hurt people filling up the hospital rooms. So he chose to be the nurses’ nighmare instead. Well, not that he cared for making their lives terrible, it was just his bad habit of disappearing from his room and wandering the hospital halls without telling anyone about it. He had missed his medication twice due to that, but in the end, the meds made him groggy, so it wasn’t like he minded, even if his arm started hurting after a few hours without painkillers.

In this latest escape, Jacob was looking to be away from the crowds, it felt like anywhere he looked there were people suffering, loitering or working. After walking aimlessly for a bit, he somehow found the Hospital’s little chapel. He didn’t even know it existed, but he supposed when things were grim, people turned to anything that gave them hope. The place was empty when he got there, there were a few candles burning in front of a crucified Jesus, and fake flowers around the alter. He never been one for religion, he didn’t really believe about magic miracles and a forces larger than the universe. Growing up Jewish also didn’t help him believe anything to do with crosses and wooden images that just stared at nothing and couldn’t speak. But the peaceful ambiance was nice, and the silence was an welcome change from the chaos in the hospital.

He was leaning against one of the walls, a bit hidden from view from who came in, playing on his phone when someone else intruded into his quiet time. The woman bursted into the chapel as if she was running from something. Jacob watched in curiosity as she locked the door with a chair before curling up in one of the benches. Alright?? Was she one of those desperate people who just lost a loved one? But no, he could see her staff ID briefly. Maybe she was one of the staff he had been driving nuts with his escapes, he thought amusedly. “Too much blood? I supposed after a bombing things can get stressful. Don’t people die if doctors take a break?” He commented from where he stood, his voice echoing slightly through the room.

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 Posted: Aug 10 2016, 02:02 AM
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"I want to be like water. I want to slip through fingers, but hold up a ship."

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t was stupid of her to think there wouldn't be anybody in a place like that. But at the moment, she couldn't think at all. She heard the masculine voice and she jumped out of her skin - literally jumped a little and almost fell off the bench - while a small, sharp sound escaped her lips. She managed to hold herself on the bench's backrest but it was the church kind that had the reversible thingy so she only managed to unbalance herself further.

After such an undignified reaction, she still had to discover the sound of the voice. She scanned around her but her eyes stopped on the crucified Jesus.

"What?!" she asked the statue, a little bit fearful, half thinking she was insane, half being upset that the only time she gets a sign of a higher being she misses it. She had to remind herself she was just tired. Soon her vision adjusted to the contrasting light and with the corner of her eye caught the fluorescent screen of the phone. She was skeptical at first - the light from the phone was kind of scary on his face - and took a moment to get her bearings. First she looked around to make sure there weren't any other deities around. Then looked to her surroundings. She noticed her chair attempt had been useless, since it wasn't the only door to the shrine. She did found it a little bit strange there weren't more people there, but she supposed the relatives of the injured were swarming around their beloved in order to make sure they got the best treatment.

Only after those thoughts she deigned to think about what the mystery guy said. She tried to rewind his words, since she was too occupied to make a fool of herself when he spoke. But she couldn't recall a word, only his tone. She straightened her back a little, trying to gather the remains of her professionalism, but failed mostly. At least she hadn't been crying. It's been a while since she got so upset.

"Don't people go to hell when priests play on their phones?" she mimicked his tone and unkowingly his last question. She got up and took a step closer and o ly then noticed the arm cast.
"Oh." So she went from considering him Jesus, to a priest, to a patient, finally. Maybe she really needed sleep. But in her defence, a priest was the most logical assumption in a place like that. Who else would go there, except weirdos like them apparently.





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 Posted: Aug 11 2016, 08:19 PM
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Drowning what you believe
He chuckled at the girl’s jump, and it became a full blown laugher when she looked at the Jesus on the wall. That was a first, being mistaken by a God. He almost didn’t want to answer again, just to see if the woman would keep believing that the statue had spoken. Jacob would be the first to admit he wasn’t the most knowledgeable in Christian traditions, but he was pretty sure even if people talked with statues, they did not usually wanted to hear it speak back.

But the funny situation did not last very long, as the doctor, as Jacob guessed her to be, looked directly at him and he gave her a little wave as a greeting, curious to know what was up with her, but at the same time, he didn’t care enough to just ask. He did laugh harder when she called him a priest, the idea was so ridiculous he didn’t even know where to start. Murder priest, now that sounded like one of those crappy horror movies he like to watch to make fun of. “Maybe, I wouldn’t know.” It was clear she soon understood he was not, in fact, a priest, but he kept speaking anyway. “I mean, even if hell was real, I wouldn’t recommend people leave it to me to decide if they can go there or not. I tend to think everyone is guilty.”

He noticed she didn’t answer his first question, either because it was too personal or simply because she didn’t hear him, and he didn’t really mind to be quite honest. He also didn’t mind having his peace and quiet e broken by this random hospital staff, at least she made him laugh twice, and that was more entertainment than he had ever since he was forced to stay here. “So, are you here to hide away from the chaos as well? If so, can you please tell no one you saw me?” He asked with a too innocent smile that anyone who knew him enough would know to be fake. He just wanted some peace and quiet and something else to look beside the boring hospital room walls. Hopefully this woman would be compassionate enough to his plea.


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 Posted: Aug 14 2016, 02:54 AM
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"I want to be like water. I want to slip through fingers, but hold up a ship."

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It would be a lie if she said she wasn't the least bit embarrassed about this unfortunate introduction. Feeling a flare of anger at herself, maybe she would've flushed if she was not too tired to express a reaction, and when she finally did, it was in a short burst of laughter, alongside him. It was most probably caused by her state of fatigue, encouraged by his words, but they also helped sober her up quickly enough, since it required her to respond.

She straightened up and fixed her clothes a little, then took a few steps towards him, but stopped a respectable distance. She didn't try to hide the fact that she was looking him up curiously - since his question raised so many questions - but tried to not do it in an impolite way.

Soon enough she came to the conclusion she wasn't a big fan of standing up, so she took a seat, almost dropping herself on it. She even gave a sigh of relief and looked back towards the shrine. She allowed herself and him some time off. Pressed the snooze button on reality just for a short while.

“I’m sorry but I may be obliged to confess everything to my priest” and she grinned. This felt good, she could have a conversation that had nothing to do with reality for a while. She didn’t want to think who she could say she saw him to or what it meant to do so – going back there. So she avoided the question a bit.

“It would seem an unfortunate choice to hide in someone’s house, don’t you think?” she added a little ruefully, knowing full well she made the same choice. She looked up at the walls and statue again. Maybe it was this feeling, of being the same, of needing the same thing, even if it was just a quiet place. Maybe because of this she was finally able to calm herself a little and even the wooden bench felt ten times better than it was.

"I must say, though, I'm surprised there's nobody home" she continued and as she kept staring around she felt herself shudder a little. It was not one of her usual hanging out gigs, even a small replica like this place. She had the feeling best described as the one people usually get in a hospital, she supposed. Not much of a pious woman right there. So she distracted herself and turned back to him, widening her eyes a bit for acting’s sake.

“Maybe you had something to do with this!" she gasped dramatically. "Should I fear a holy water banishment? An exorcism? A blessing to the other world?" and laughed. Maybe the priest joke was over, but she could pretend he was still a holy apparition and ignore his arm cast for a while. Maybe an angel that carried the souls to their destination, she'd say horseman but the outside felt too much like the apocalypse.





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 Posted: Aug 17 2016, 04:15 AM
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Drowning what you believe
At the very least, the woman knew how ridiculous she was being, laughing alongside Jacob at how stupid this whole encounter was. He was still smiling when she approached, and the only reaction he had at her scrutiny was to tilt his head to the side and watch her as closely as she seemed to be watching him. What a peculiar situation this was. The woman plopped herself on the bench and Jacob in a snap decision did the same, slouching into his seat in a respectful distance and looking up at the alter again, trying to find what people found so appealing about these kind of places. He found no answer, but the silence between the two of them was alright.

Until she broke the silence “Who said I want to hear your sins?” he chuckled. “people are always so ready to thrown their problem at the priest, but does anyone ever listen to the priest’s confessions? It’s an unfair world.” He tsked in a silly way. At this moment Jacob felt like a random civilian, an IT tech who got messed up in a terrorist attack like many other civilians. It felt normal for a change. Kinda nice even.

For a moment Jacob was a bit confused at what the woman meant when she said they were basically invading someone’s house. It took him a couple of moments for him to understand she meant God’s house right, he forgot people said that. he hummed in response. “I’m not all that surprised. It is a very small house, I’d have moved too.” He commented lowly, eyeing the small room all around. So many benches, an alter with flowers that were either wilted or fake, dead Jesus, not the most inviting of places.

He gasped with the most fake offended face he could make, placing his good hand above his heart. “I’d never! I don’t touch stuff like holly water, that stuff burns.” He chuckled before he slouched back on the bench, playing with his cast distractedly. “Is it normal for people to hide away in churches? I thought it was a place for the hopeless to find comfort, and yet here we are, using it to hide from responsibilities like good people we are.” Or so he assumed it was what she was doing, Jacob’s responsibilities was more like, take his medicine and obey the doctor’s reccomendations.


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 Posted: Aug 19 2016, 01:54 AM
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"I want to be like water. I want to slip through fingers, but hold up a ship."

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hat's right! To whom do the priests confess to? Each other? Isn't that kind of..." she made a face like she was abstaining from laughing at a pervy joke and shrugged her shoulders.

She chuckled at the house joke and that made her look around again, but then, as if remembering something, she took out her own phone and buttoned it a little before putting it back in her pocket with a little sigh.

"I agree, why would you stay here when you have palaces made of gold all over the world. And there's not even wifi" it seemed like a joke but she was really judging God right then. But she supposed she was grateful she couldn't access any media, she already knew what she would see.

Why did they even have that space, no one went there apparently, with a few exceptions, so it could've had a more useful purpose, like now, in case of emergencies. And then, again, she doubled back on her thoughts - if things were different then, she wouldn't have that small island of - almost - solitude. Religion had it's benefits, she guessed.

His words made her laugh again, especially his face. "I think you're in the wrong house of worship then!" she managed betweend little fits, but soon she was not so amused anymore. It was like a heavy cloud suddenly came pouring down on her again. Her form slouched a little in the chair, her eyes prickled. She was reminded of how tired she actually was.

"What responsibilites anyway? You're in a cast and I'm headed home, my shift ended like twelve hours ago. There's nothing to do" she sighed with less ambition than an invertebrate, slipping even lower in her chair until she could put her nose in her shirt as if she wanted to hide.
"Don't tell me you want to go out there again" Asterin mumbled but it didn't sound too clear.





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 Posted: Aug 20 2016, 05:51 AM
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Drowning what you believe
“Kinky.” Was all he said on the subject of priests confessing to each other, the smile never leaving his face as he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. It was probably just a matter of time before they delved into some philosophical discussion about religion, but perhaps she wasn’t like that, hopefully, so far she was alright. For now, joking about priests seemed to be the only thing on the menu.

“Why would they have Wi-Fi. That would you distract you from prayer and… confessing or whatever else you do at churches. They probably do it on purpose.” there was thoughtful expression as Jacob reached that conclusion. It made sense to him, he remembered a lot of respect was expected when you went to the temple, and he’d think that included cellphones.

Wrong house of worship, that sounded about right in more ways than one and made him laugh. “You have no idea. In my defense, there isn’t really a choice. It’s go Christian or go home here, no space for the Jews.” He was smiling, but he did notice the sudden change in the woman’s demeanor, like she suddenly got all gloomy for some reason. Did he say something wrong? Or maybe she just remembered the reason why she was so bummed in the first place. He tilted his head to the side curiously. “Things going bad uh?”

Though he was wrong after all, and the woman was not running away from her responsibility as he first thought, she was genuinely finished here. [color=]“Why are you still here if your shift ended? Go home woman!” [/color]He gestured to the chapel’s entrance. “People usually run home after work. Hell, I’d be running home right now if I could, but nobody believes I’m fine.”


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 Posted: Aug 26 2016, 05:53 PM
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"I want to be like water. I want to slip through fingers, but hold up a ship."

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he shrugged more to herself. What if God got bored and wanted to travel lightning fast through cables and stuff? Ok, she was joking but what if kids got bored? Or the priest forgot his preaching speech and needed to check real quick on the internet? Ok, this wasn't a plausible scenario, the priest in cause will probably not keep his job too long after that. But still.

"Things are turning back up. Slowly" finally she got out of her sweater and added, trying to stop the gloom from her voice.

"I would but I can still do useful stuff around here" insert shrug again here. She didn't add more on this subject, it was already implied they needed all hands on deck. It was true that the first moment of panic had passed and they had an approximate knowledge of all victims. Everyone - or most of them - were accounted for: the badly injured ones had been stabilized and now they were treating the rest.

Of course, no one wanted to be treated by a doctor who couldn't stand on her feet and she knew that finish line was approaching fast. She quickly looked at her wristwatch - her father's - and decided gave herself a deadline to leave in about an hour or two.

Asterin turned back towards the guy, this time a sly smile in the corner of her lips. "As I was saying, useful things, like finding fugitives and bringing them to justice, mister Smith" and her eyes glinted a little evil. When she'd passed earlier the two arguing nurses, she vaguely remembered interfering and looking over the medical record, at the patient's name and what his injuries were.




JACOB PIERCE; I was thinking he was using an alias, so I put the most common name, but I can change it, just pretend she said your name of your choice and I'll edit it after
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 Posted: Aug 27 2016, 03:55 AM
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Drowning what you believe
Well, the doom and gloom that suddenly took hold of her humor wasn’t his fault after all. Good, he wasn’t sure how honest he could make himself to sound if he had to apologize. He hummed in acknowledgement to her words but couldn’t think of anything to add and make the mood light again. He supposed after an attack like the one that happened would cause an overcrowding at the hospital, he didn’t know how many injured or how many dead, but it’s likely all hands were needed on board were needed to make sure there were enough doctors to take care of all the wounded. Jacob would love to help them with that issue by going home and having one less patient for them to deal with. But nooooo, he needed to stay here and blah blah.

There was a slightly frown on his face as he remembered how trapped he was here. “That’s fair.” He could argue that a fainting doctor could bring more problems than solve them, but ehhh… he didn’t care if the woman wasn’t doing her job properly, she wasn’t his doctor or nurse (he was still unsure what her profession was), so she wasn’t really his problem.

The name she used took him back at first, until he remembered it was the ridiculously uncreative name he could think of for himself when he was asked to fill out the hospital forms. Oh no! She knew he had escaped his cell, damn he really wanted to sneak away. He faked a confused expression that was entirely too innocent and didn’t fit him at all. “Uhhh fugitive, me? Whatever makes you think I’m not here legally?” At the very least, she wasn’t mad with him, so maybe he could persuade her to not take him to his doom. “Seriously though, I’m fine. Don’t worry about me needing to go back….” He waved his hand dismissively, before adding hopefully. “please?”


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mused, she still crossed her arms over her chest and tried to adopt a mean attitudine, staring him down. She couldn't help it, not with his puppy face, he just asked for more messing around. Besides, she was in no hurry.

"Uhuh. You think this is a game?" she tried to make her best impression of a very serious face. "You gamble not only with your own life, but with other patient's as well. You left two very distressed nurses raging hell on your tracks and not doing their jobs properly" she continued and even leaned in a little and squinted her eyes, as if trying to intimidate him.

In the end, Asterin couldn't hold it anymore and burst in a fit of chuckles. "I'm kidding. You know, it took them a few hours to even notice you were missing. It's true they were busy placing the blame on each other instead of being useful but..." she trailed off and shrugged. Asterin didn't blame him or the nurses either, this was not the hospital's brightest moments and all of them were managing however they could.

"They were just worried something happened to you, like pass out somewhere" she furrowed her brows, trying to remember what was it about the concussion, but of course she couldn't recall every word on that file. He seemed more than fine. They probably didn't have the time to do a head scan, more critical patients got priority, so he was put on stand by, just to be sure, as was their policy.

"So how are you going to bribe me?" Erin asked in the end. She put her feet up on the pew in front of her and presented a large, cheshire grin. It wasn't like she actually wanted anything from him, she was just messing around. She didn't want to be the corrupt doctor stereotype but now she was curious what his answer would be. It wasn't like she would actually take anything he offered... well, maybe only if it was candy, but she doubted she had this random luck.





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 Posted: Sep 11 2016, 03:03 AM
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Drowning what you believe
The woman had a serious face that looked like a mad kitten. Maybe Jacob was used to hardened criminals and people like the Bianchi who lied and hid their intentions, but this woman’s stare was the last thing he’d call intimidating or worrying, even if he didn’t really want to go back to his room. “They should take care of these other patients instead of worrying about little me. It’s their own fault” He shrugged unbothered, his face had ‘what can I do’ written all over it. He found it hard to believe they would really be that worried about him anyway, he wasn’t the mayor or part of the Bianchi family. No one called Smith was important enough to warrant worry from overworked nurses.

Case in point, the woman wasn’t being completely serious, her fit of giggles made Jacob smile as well. She was joking, of course, he should have guessed. He laughed a little, imagining the nurses looking confused at his empty bed after he had left hours ago, and then instead of being worried they bickered with each other. “I’m sure.” His voice implied he didn’t exactly believed that they were worried. “I’ve told them, I’m fine. I’ve had worse than a minor concussion this year alone, honestly, and if it was for…” he trailed off, realizing a bit too late he was about to say too much. If it wasn’t for Max and how hurt he was, Jacob would have already disappeared.

The hospital was so full too, it was hectic and he would wager a guess and say there was almost not enough space for everyone. “I guess the only regret is that I could have actually left the hospital and no one would have missed me much, uh? Missed opportunity.” He tsked playfully, even if he was being half serious. But in all honesty, Jacob didn’t want to leave just yet, he hated hospitals, yeah, but being here gave him all the time he needed to keep an eye on his cop, Max hadn’t woken up yet, and it was worrying.

He Shot the woman a thoughtful look with narrowed eyes. “It depends how bribable you are.” He tilted his head to the side, considering his options. It couldn’t be as easy as offering money, could it? She didn’t look the corrupt kind and he would bet she wasn’t being serious at all. He patted his clothes with his one good hand, fortunately he wasn’t wearing those hospital gowns that left your butt exposed, but even then, the only thing in his pockets was his phone, a pocket knife, a quarter and some pocket lint. He took the quarter and offered it to the woman. “Sorry, it’s all I got.” He smiled, all proud of himself and 0 shame for the lame bribery.


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 Posted: Sep 13 2016, 05:30 PM
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"I want to be like water. I want to slip through fingers, but hold up a ship."

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he was nodding to his words, quick to agree. If the patient wasn’t kidnapped – yes, that sounded preposterous to her – then it meant he just walked out, which was exactly the case. This was mr. Smith’s own doing. But how the nurses reacted? Yes, they were to blame for that.

Listening further, Asterin’s eyebrows rose in a questioning manner. She kept her lips sealed – for now, even though her tongue was itching with inquiry. Tilting her head a little, she knew it was not her place, but she was nonetheless thinking of ways to discreetly interrogate him further. She thought the best strategy was to not delve straight into it.

“I’m glad you didn’t” Asterin admitted quickly, almost without thinking, but feeling. She really didn’t want to imagine how everything would have went after she barged through that door earlier and if she’d actually been alone. She’d probably still talk to the jesus statue.

Fortunately she didn’t have to think about that. Her heart almost stopped when she saw him looking trough his pockets, but didn’t have time to protest. She did, instead, notice the pocket knife. Laughing out loud, she refused the quarter with hand gestures and then covered her starting-to-get-red face, trying to calm down. She was so tired, everything was ten times funnier.

”Keep it. For good luck. Hearing about this ‘worse’, I have a feeling the boy scouts are becoming too dangerous” she partly teased, partly tried to spur him on, nodding towards the knife.


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JACOB PIERCE
 Posted: Sep 16 2016, 04:06 AM
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I’m not angry with you, I was being playful. I stabbed you with my fun knife

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If someone asked, Jacob would blame his loose tongue on the painkillers, even though he had missed his last dose and the effects of the sedative had probably wore off by now. He could see the woman’s curious expression, like she was just bursting to know what Jacob had not said, but he wouldn’t give in into her wishes, it was none of her business and she probably realized that since she didn’t ask.

He did find curious how sincere she sounded as she said she was glad he had not left, he supposed she did come in when she was panicking and talking to statues and Jacob worked as good enough distraction. He hummed non committedly in response, unsure if he should think good or bad that she was happy to have him around. He supposed a friendly hospital worker was not something bad to have, he’d take it.

She did not accept his coin and he didn’t really expect her too, it was a joke after all. With a shrug he pocketed it once again. But the woman was observant, she did not miss his pocket knife, and he raised an eyebrow in response, made a pause to consider what he’d do before bring the blade out. “It’s Chicago that is dangerous, the boy scouts only need to protect themselves.” He played with the blade expertly for a bit before putting it away once again. He was a nobody whose name wasn’t even right on the records, this woman could probably remember him later, but he wasn’t too worried about the hospital staff finding anything suspicious. He did get out of WBC saving a cop after all. “Not that I think I’ll be attacked here of all places. But I’m a scaredy cat, I like to have some protection, you know” It was not entirely a lie, he was paranoid to a fault.

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 Posted: Oct 9 2016, 01:36 AM
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"I want to be like water. I want to slip through fingers, but hold up a ship."

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"N
o one can blame you" Asterin replied, settling back down in the chair more comfortably and relaxed. The topic still unsettled her, they were currently dealing with the afterwave of a crisis. Their city was terrible. But she tried not to overthink it right then. Yes, detachment. She needed some of that right now and his knife tricks were oddly hypnotizing.

"Actually maybe more of us should think that way" she shrugged, half joking, half serious. She didn't want to imagine how she would react to danger. When watching those horror movies she had always joked that she wouldn't survive a zombie apocalypse but now she wasn't so amused. "And start getting more prepared" she added but not in a heavy, downing tone, but as simply stating a fact. She wasn't thinking getting armed to the teeth, instead about what precautions could the hospital make.

Her thoughts were confusing, they moved at a hard to follow pace but at the same time they got nowhere. The important thing was that she was feeling alright. Steady and grounded, neither too good or too bad. Just tired and neutral. She cried, she laughed, she let all energies and emotions settle. Focusing on what was at hand helped, on her duties: they were a patient and a doctor. The man's injuries still floated somewhere around in her conscience. And dealing with that right then felt better than dealing with anything else.

"I was thinking that maybe I can help get you discharged" she proposed. Thinking how she might do that, she still waited for some encouraging reaction. "The arm is good to go. I think the concussion thing was put on hold for patients that had it worse. Seeing how I talked to you and you didn't respond with baby talk, I think I can vouch you don't need a head scan?" or at least she could try to speed up the waiting list. She knew it was not as simple as that, there could be grave consequences and she would still want to make a few more tests first.

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