Post by Temperance C. Baron on Sept 26, 2012 17:15:59 GMT -5
Temperance sees his worried look and instantly moves to follow them, but the lady doctor stops her, "Sorry, ma'am, only patients and staff allowed." Temperance's onyx eyes darkened and she took a step closer to the doctor, easily towering over her, "I'm going in there with my friend." The lady doctor raises an eyebrow, before saying, "Are you threatening me?" Her voice is calm and low. Temperance nods stiffly, "Yeah, yeah I am. I will be going wherever my friend goes, even if he has to get surgery. I will not leave his side, and you can not keep me away." The lady doctor stares at Temperance for a moment, before sighing and nodding, "Fine, but do not touch anything." Temperance nods, and follows the lady doctor and 23 into the X-ray room.
Nothing to lose, fire away, fire away~
Name: Temperance Age: 21 Race: Fire Demon Status: Single Friends: Anarchy H. Wolfe, No. 23 Enimies: N/A
Once they got in the x-ray room, the doctor put 23 on another table, making him sit up strait as she removed his shirt. "Just sit still for second, alright?" she said, her face going pale as she noticed the proof of his broken ribs. Almost his entire chest was bruised and swollen. "After the x-ray we're putting you in your own room. There's no way you can leave here today, sadly.." the doctor gestured for Tembrance to stand against the wall as she worked this machine, inching a camera towards him. "Okay, three, two, one..." there was two snaps and that was it. The doctor moved the camera machine back. "Now we'll wait for the pictures and take you to your room. I think we'll give you sone medication to ease the pain if you'd like." she helped 23 back into the wheelchair and rolled him out of the room, looking at Temprance to make sure she followed them. They went up a few stairs in the hospital until they got to the third floor and into a room at the end of the hall. 318. He was given a few pills to chew instead of swallow and when he ate them he was laid down in the hospital bed, covered by a white devet. The bit was half asleep, seeing the medication had side affects of making him tired. "Can I sleep...?" he asked Tenprance.
16 years old. Lives in the basement of his constantly drunken fathers house. Barely fed, regularly tortured by his father. Sometimes he is taken to auctions for the insane for their own pleasure of using him in whatever painful way they wanted. he is also autistic.
Post by Temperance C. Baron on Sept 26, 2012 21:36:13 GMT -5
A soft, loving smile spreads across Temperance's gorgeous face, and she says quietly, "Yes, honey, you can sleep now." Her onyx eyes are soft, but only when she looks at him. When she turns away and sits down on the chair, the onyx irises are hard again, giving evidence that Temperance has seen things that she never wanted to see. Sighing softly, she tries her best to make herself comfortable in the chair, and closes those hard onyx eyes. She slowly slips off into the wonders of sleep.
"Little bitch!" The man screams as he slaps the young girl across her cheek, ressulting in a bright red mark. The 8-year-old whimpers and backs away, fearing the man's strength and anger. The man brings back his hand for another blow, and as it comes down, the young girl braces herself for the impact of the man's fist, and indeed it does come. She feels her cheekbone crack and she cries out in pain, blood dripping from her mouth. Her hands clench into fists, just begging to sink into his flesh like his did to her. She grinds her sharp fangs together, wanting nothing more than to rip his tongue out with her bare teeth. Her onyx eyes widen in fury as she heaves herself off the ground, coming to her full height of an amazingly tall(for an 8-year-old) of 5'3. She stares directly into the drab eyes of the man, and she snarls out, "You little bitch. You will pay, I will make sure of it. I will rip your jaw from your face, I will tear out your cornias and make you eat them. I will make you wish you were never born, you sick motherf*****!" The man stares at her, before snarling and bringing his fist down again, into her stomach. The air leaves her in a woosh, and she falls to the ground again, fury still etched clear across her face. She coughs up blood again, and then she wipes her mouth and stares up at the man with a dark smirk on her face, "That the best you got? My grandmother could hit harder tha-" She is cut off by the man punching her repediately, not even stopping to take a breath. The young girl can't breath, can't even cry out as he does this. When he is done abusing her, he stands over top of her, "Never talk that way to your brother again." The girl looks up from the dirty ground, coughing up blood again, and it spills all over her super long black t-shirt, that being the only thing she was wearing. She smirks again through the horrid pain and says, "Bitch, I was raised by the wolves." She suddenly launches herself at the older man, taking him by surprise. Her long canines sink into his jaw, and she tears out a chunk of her flesh and meat. Her long claws come down and stab into his fat neck, piercing the jugular vein. She smirks maniacally, before bringing back her head and staring at him straight in the eye, "And now I'm going to burn you alive." There is an insane glint in her eye as she lights herself on fire, laughing at the top of her lungs. Her childish laughter combines with his horrid screams of pain, growing into a groteque creshendo.
Temperance smiles in her sleep, loving the memory that visted her in a dream.
Nothing to lose, fire away, fire away~
Name: Temperance Age: 21 Race: Fire Demon Status: Single Friends: Anarchy H. Wolfe, No. 23 Enimies: N/A
23 fell into a light and dreamless sleep. He couldn't fall under anymore than what state he was already in. An hour later the nurse walked in the room and turned on the lights hafeay with the dimmer that replaced the light switch. Se had the x-ray photos that she put on a frame made especially for them. Once she got the photos up she debated whether as should wake Temprance up or not. The photos were greatly unusual. One rib that broke had a long peice that was debatable about where it should be in the first place. There was another one with the bone rotated and behid the ribs showed a faint image of a collapsed lung. The air in the lung has been circulating in and out the whole in the lung, dropping his blood pressure which was why he was so tired all the time. She took a look at 23, wondering how be got in this situation. Why didnt he wasn't to talk about it? Maybe be was abused.
16 years old. Lives in the basement of his constantly drunken fathers house. Barely fed, regularly tortured by his father. Sometimes he is taken to auctions for the insane for their own pleasure of using him in whatever painful way they wanted. he is also autistic.
Post by Temperance C. Baron on Sept 27, 2012 15:09:51 GMT -5
The lights suddenly coming on, adding with the smell of the lady doctor, caused Temperance's onyx eyes to snap open. They land on the doctor, who was next to 23. An instant snarl comes to her face, fierce protectiveness over the younger boy rushing through her. She leaps between her and 23, causing the lady doctor to give her a strange look. Temperance's eyes were dull, as if she were asleep, and her movements were slower than usual. She was sleep-walking. A low growl emitates from her throat, and the lady doctor backs up, "M-ma'am, it is just me, the patient's doctor! You are sleep walking!" The sound of the lady doctor's voice snaps her awake, and the snarl falls from her face. Temperance withdraws from her defensive position and stares at the lady doctor. Soon, the Fire Demon dips her head in apology, "I am sorry. You should have woken me up before you got anywhere near him." "If I may ask, ma'am, what is your connection to the patient?" Temperance ponders this, knowing that they wouldn't let her stay if she wasn't family, so she says simply, "His sister. We were seperated three years ago, and two days ago I met up with him again. He was like this."
Nothing to lose, fire away, fire away~
Name: Temperance Age: 21 Race: Fire Demon Status: Single Friends: Anarchy H. Wolfe, No. 23 Enimies: N/A
The doctor nodded her head understandingly. She opened her mouth to ask why he was like this but hesitated, wondering if she didn't have an answer like 23 did. "May I ask what his name is?" she wondered, looking at 23, sleeping peacefully. After her answer she nodded again and gestured to the photos. "Since your awake I should tell you what happened."she said. "He was two broken Ribs and two fracture ones. One bone here came from one of the ribs but it was untreated for so long that it moved... We don't know where it belongs yet but doctors are looking into it." than she moved her finger to the lung. "This lung has collapsed, and this one may be be puncured, but that's still debatable." she glanced at him again and sighed. "I think injuries like this nay have happened overtime. Would have hbe any idea if he was abused? Maybe he wasn't able to treat all of his injuries?"
16 years old. Lives in the basement of his constantly drunken fathers house. Barely fed, regularly tortured by his father. Sometimes he is taken to auctions for the insane for their own pleasure of using him in whatever painful way they wanted. he is also autistic.
Post by Temperance C. Baron on Sept 27, 2012 17:40:06 GMT -5
Her eyes darken, and she says softly, "I do not know his real name, but he goes by 23. And...I am not sure if he would want me speaking of what happened to him...and I am not really sure if I have the entire story."
Nothing to lose, fire away, fire away~
Name: Temperance Age: 21 Race: Fire Demon Status: Single Friends: Anarchy H. Wolfe, No. 23 Enimies: N/A
"Would he talk about it when he wakes up?" she asked, brushing her fringe bangs away from her eyes. "And I think we have to- no, it's defy are he had to go into surgery for this. Would he be okay with it? He seems a little... Timid." 23 breathed in deeply with a shudder as he exhaled. It brought to the nurses attention quick. "And we wouldn't have that much time. It's do or die."
16 years old. Lives in the basement of his constantly drunken fathers house. Barely fed, regularly tortured by his father. Sometimes he is taken to auctions for the insane for their own pleasure of using him in whatever painful way they wanted. he is also autistic.
Post by Temperance C. Baron on Sept 27, 2012 20:06:43 GMT -5
Temperance's eyes widen, and she snarls out, "I will force him into the surgery room if I must. If his life is on the line, then it must be done. He stays alive, got it?! If he dies during the surgery, I will burn this hospital into the ground, do you understand me?!" She has a dark scowl on her face, but it softens when she looks at 23. A tiny smile comes to her face and she kneels next to him, "23, honey? I know your too far gone to hear me, but...you have to go into surgery, or you will die. I will be there, right beside you the entire time. if they do anything out of line, I will force them to make you right, then I will burn them alive, okay? It's gonna be alright, I'm always going to be for you, forever and always."
Nothing to lose, fire away, fire away~
Name: Temperance Age: 21 Race: Fire Demon Status: Single Friends: Anarchy H. Wolfe, No. 23 Enimies: N/A
23 still slept, but her words went into his mind and his body suddenly went colder. He wouldn't be that happy when he woke up and he wouldn't know why. He would just assume something wasn't right. 23 took another deep breath and shuddered an exhale. "Maybe we can preform the surgery now why he's asleep, just giving him that medication still so he doesn't feel lain or wake up. Would you think that's a good idea or should he know?"
16 years old. Lives in the basement of his constantly drunken fathers house. Barely fed, regularly tortured by his father. Sometimes he is taken to auctions for the insane for their own pleasure of using him in whatever painful way they wanted. he is also autistic.
Post by Temperance C. Baron on Sept 27, 2012 20:29:11 GMT -5
Temperance ponders this before answering with a sigh, "Let's do it now. I have a feeling 23 won't be happy with this, so we should do it now. What he doesn't know won't hurt him." Her cutting gaze locks on the lady doctor, "At least, it shouldn't."
Nothing to lose, fire away, fire away~
Name: Temperance Age: 21 Race: Fire Demon Status: Single Friends: Anarchy H. Wolfe, No. 23 Enimies: N/A
The lady nodded her head. "I'll call them in to get him ready." a minute later three sergeons walked inside, taking the hospital bed and rolling him out of the room. The lady doctor stood next to her. "We can't garunteed how long the surgery would take. It would take an hour or a few weeks, those separately of course. We can just pray for the best."
16 years old. Lives in the basement of his constantly drunken fathers house. Barely fed, regularly tortured by his father. Sometimes he is taken to auctions for the insane for their own pleasure of using him in whatever painful way they wanted. he is also autistic.
Post by Temperance C. Baron on Sept 29, 2012 15:23:04 GMT -5
Temperance nods, and begins to follow them. The lady doctor stops her, "Ma'am, you cannot go with them." Temperance scowls, "I go wherever he goes." She continues walking after them.
Nothing to lose, fire away, fire away~
Name: Temperance Age: 21 Race: Fire Demon Status: Single Friends: Anarchy H. Wolfe, No. 23 Enimies: N/A