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 Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:24 pm
Rioushu whistled as he saw the doctor and Leon leave, noticing a bit of trouble with Leon. Must've had a bad experience with doctors... Rioushu thought to himself, nodding.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:29 pm
((XD Bad experience. So that's what they call it now XDD))
Muraki chuckled "Shall I carry you, Mr.Leonhart?" His nasally voice filled the hall, filled with pleasent amusement.
The long-haired man at the front looked at him, his golden eyes peeking out behind his hair "...What would Dr.Kazutaka be seeing you for, sir?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:31 pm
Rioushu looked at the man behind the desk, peering at him with his red eyes. "I just want to know if he could get rid of some nasty scars for me." Rioushu said.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:32 pm
His glare grew darker. It was clear he didn't like this man -or- what he stood for. Pushing past him, he let his shoulder roughly shove Muraki against the wall of the hallway and kept going forward.
"....."
Silence was all he gave the silvery hairred doctor.
((We should take this to PM in case Squall decides to beat the life outta him again XD ))
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:35 pm
((we can continue in here for a bit longer))
Muraki chuckled "So aggressive, Mr.Leonhart. That's what I like about you" He smiled and fallowed after him "Upstairs, first door on the right."
Oriya nodded and scratched behind one of his ears before writting more on the pad for before "I see. He might be able to just give you some sort of treatment. Depending on how bad the scars anyways"
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:40 pm
Something seemed fishy..With this guy, he learned quickly that everything was not as it seemed. Upon reaching the door, his free gloved hand reached out and turned the knob. Pushing it open he entered the room, letting his one eye glance around. He was a good bit away from the door, allowing the 'doctor' room to enter behind him.
"....."
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:41 pm
Rioushu didn't like the sound of what the guy said. Treatment depending on how bad they are huh? Doesn't sound like he could get rid of them...
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:42 pm
Muraki closed the door behind him. "Old wounds opening up, Mr.Leonhart?" He reached to take the cloth away from the man's face.
Oriya kept on writing "You may have to come back once a week for a treatment or so. They shouldn't be very long however"
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:44 pm
Rioushu put his hand under his chin, thinking about this. Once a week huh? That's not so bad. I could do it myself, but I really don't have the training...
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:49 pm
Squalls right eye was closed, but upon the removal of the cloth it opened. All along the side side was stainned with blood. His scar was cut open and another cut on his forhead above his right eye. The blood trailed down his face and down his neck. His chest had what seemed two cuts from the collected areas of soaked blood into his white shirt. Did he have more? With his coat and all the other leather on it was hard to tell. And Squall was damned if he would tell him everything.
" No.."
He could have just passed it off as another spar gone wrong but, he didn't really feel like lying. Besieds, he wasnt really good at it anyway. The truth of it was, he was doing some invesgating on his targets location of the Terrorists base when he got ambushed. He -barely- gout out, he had underestimated his enemy, and it almost cost the soilder his life. He continued to stand there, letting both arms hang at his sides as the blood continued to slowly drip down his face.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:54 pm
Muraki seemed to instantly understand the seriousness of the situation. His own, personal interests would have to wait. He nodded and took a step back "I'm going to have to ask you to take your shirt off." His voice was serious. The amusement was gone. Somebody had hurt what Muraki considered -his- and just the thought of the situation was wrath-inducing.
Oriya nodded a bit before stretching some. "Would you like anything to drink while your waiting?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:57 pm
Rioushu quickly shook his head. "No thank you, it's a bad idea for me to drink, don't want a repeat of last time..." Rioushu said, thinking back.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:58 pm
Oriya blinked at him "Not even water, sir?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 5:03 pm
Rioushu blushed as he nodded. "Sorry, got a little carried away there. Sure, water is fine." Rioushu said.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 5:03 pm
He was already starting to lose sight in one of his deep blue-grey eyes. His right eye lost all blue and now was completely grey. Quite an obivous appearence as he seemed to have trouble focusing. He seemed to glare slightly, but not at Muraki,but rather trying to focus on trying to see clearly. Finally, he closed his eyes and began to slide his coat off, placing it onto the nearby checkup bed, he began to remove his shirt. Why was he cooperating? As much as he hated muraki, he knew he was a Doctor and didn't think he would go against something he was trainned in just to molest those in need of his profession.
Peeling the shirt off, his whole chest had burises and cuts all over his frame. Some blood had already dried. It almost seemed as if Squall was used as a punching bag. Pulling his gloves off, he dropped them onto his jacket which on the inside was stainned with blood. He leaned back against the Check-up bed, as it was already becoming hard to keep his balance. Reopening foggy visioned eyes, he just stared at the floor. First he would get healed up, -then- he would go back and this time he would strike hard. It was clear the enemy knew he was there, might as well play hard ball.
"...."
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