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thefolksbetween) wrote2011-01-23 09:50 am
thefolksbetween) wrote2011-01-23 09:50 am
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C is for CURIOUS
Who: Kunogi Himawari – xxxHolic/Siren’s Port
List: Alphabet List
What: C is for CURIOUS
“Fractured in two places. It should heal naturally on its own. Here’s prescription for the pain and try to stay off of it as best you can. No more heroics, little miss.” The doctor chided her, handing her a paper and sending her on her way.
The cast was itchy and still wet, still warm form being applied not long before. If she had said she was with one of the companies they might have sprung to get a healer to speed up the process, but this was just one of those small clinics that was near by, some place she could get it checked as soon as possible.
Thankfully in the waiting room was a little boy with a cast on his leg, meant to have it taken off today. He was kind enough to sit in the waiting room and watch Oran, petting and loving the grown Husky while she got her arm looked at. Tanpopo was seated on a lamp shade, curiously watching them. As she came out the yellow bird tweeted, flitting and flapping over to her, landing and nesting into her hair, chatting away at her as if he were curious on her condition.
“Thank you.” She said to the nurse at the counter, giving her a small smile and wave. She came to the boy and the dog, crouching down carefully and smiling fondly. “And thank you as well. Oran looks happy.” She chatted with the boy, all alone here, holding conversation with him for a bit longer. The doctor hadn’t come out to get him yet, and she didn’t want to leave him alone on his own.
Curious as eve she asked him questions, but nothing too personal, as she didn’t want to be a creeper. He told her his story. Orphaned. Attacked by the darkness. Broken bone. That he was taken here and they took care of him but it had taken a while. That he had been in for seven replacement casts and they didn’t mind at all. He kept getting them wet was all.
When the doctor called the young man in she waved good by, taking Oran’s leash and headed out into the afternoon. Walking home with her arm tucked in close, a white cast drying to her wrist, she took the trip home slowly, casual. The pain killers given to her were working and she felt muzzy but alright. She would go home and relax. Perhaps call and tell Doumeki what happened. She could hide this inside of her better jackets, or large sweaters. That way no one would make a fuss over it.
There was yelling coming from just ahead of her, to the side in a little park way. She had to pass it to get back to the Apartment. But as she got closer she slowed down, chewing on her lip and trying to make it out. Perhaps someone was being hurt? She looked down to the dog then back again. Oran had a look on his face, tugging at the leash for her to continue walking, but she didn’t not yet. She chewed the idea over for a moment, wondering if she should check it out. It might not be anything but…
But that’s what CURIOUS thoughts had got her in the first place.
List: Alphabet List
What: C is for CURIOUS
“Fractured in two places. It should heal naturally on its own. Here’s prescription for the pain and try to stay off of it as best you can. No more heroics, little miss.” The doctor chided her, handing her a paper and sending her on her way.
The cast was itchy and still wet, still warm form being applied not long before. If she had said she was with one of the companies they might have sprung to get a healer to speed up the process, but this was just one of those small clinics that was near by, some place she could get it checked as soon as possible.
Thankfully in the waiting room was a little boy with a cast on his leg, meant to have it taken off today. He was kind enough to sit in the waiting room and watch Oran, petting and loving the grown Husky while she got her arm looked at. Tanpopo was seated on a lamp shade, curiously watching them. As she came out the yellow bird tweeted, flitting and flapping over to her, landing and nesting into her hair, chatting away at her as if he were curious on her condition.
“Thank you.” She said to the nurse at the counter, giving her a small smile and wave. She came to the boy and the dog, crouching down carefully and smiling fondly. “And thank you as well. Oran looks happy.” She chatted with the boy, all alone here, holding conversation with him for a bit longer. The doctor hadn’t come out to get him yet, and she didn’t want to leave him alone on his own.
Curious as eve she asked him questions, but nothing too personal, as she didn’t want to be a creeper. He told her his story. Orphaned. Attacked by the darkness. Broken bone. That he was taken here and they took care of him but it had taken a while. That he had been in for seven replacement casts and they didn’t mind at all. He kept getting them wet was all.
When the doctor called the young man in she waved good by, taking Oran’s leash and headed out into the afternoon. Walking home with her arm tucked in close, a white cast drying to her wrist, she took the trip home slowly, casual. The pain killers given to her were working and she felt muzzy but alright. She would go home and relax. Perhaps call and tell Doumeki what happened. She could hide this inside of her better jackets, or large sweaters. That way no one would make a fuss over it.
There was yelling coming from just ahead of her, to the side in a little park way. She had to pass it to get back to the Apartment. But as she got closer she slowed down, chewing on her lip and trying to make it out. Perhaps someone was being hurt? She looked down to the dog then back again. Oran had a look on his face, tugging at the leash for her to continue walking, but she didn’t not yet. She chewed the idea over for a moment, wondering if she should check it out. It might not be anything but…
But that’s what CURIOUS thoughts had got her in the first place.