A soldier will fight long and hard [OPEN]

[endthiscycle.livejournal.com]

Characters: OPEN
Location: Horrorspital
Rating: PG?
Time: August 23rd-August 25th
Description: A place for all those injured from the mission and frog invasion to be healed
Note: Set up is complete!

Medics/Helpers:

Winry Rockbell
John Watson
Sakura Kinomoto
China
Aerith Gainsborough
Shibuya Yuuri
Miranda Lotto
Lacus Clyne
Naomi

Patients:

Nataku
Gaara
Joshua Kiryuu
Namine
Edward Elric
Kida
Mifune

This is simply a reference chart. You don't have to participate in the log if your name is listed, and if you think you should be added/taken out, please let me now in the ooc post. If you are confused please reference the previous visitation log here

The Clinic is a fairly large, several rooms with a number of beds partitioned by curtains your muses can open or close as they see fit.

Comments

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

[he had been working in the medical clinic, but not near as much as the others-- in and out, when the rest of the doctors were resting, mostly. this time, he was coming in off the clock; papers neat in a manila folder, tucked under his arm, eyes roving...]

[to settle on one and immediately walk toward. a stop a bit away, head tilted.]

Nagisa, aru?

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

[He looks up in the middle of putting his pants on. He recognizes the voice and smiles, lifting one hand in a wave.]

That's right! China, yes?

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

[a bit awkward, but at least the boy was getting pants on. so, just a nod.]

Correct. I have those names. [lifting up manila folder- like an offering.]

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

[ziiiiip. shirt next! He finishes up first before taking the envelope with both hands. He doesn't open it yet, but he looks at the manila folder, touching the edges before turning his attention back to him.]

Thank you so much for this. It will help me a lot.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

Aa. It contains the names of the people who were here before the mission, but only them. I... hope you will share what you pick up, in return?

[only the slightest edges of uneasiness, though he's keeping eye contact on Naworu and an inquiring expression. shirt-zipping or no.]

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

Of course. I'm not very inclined to writing, but for you, I'll write them down.

[He smiles and yeah, shirt's on, jacket's on and he's working on his tie.]

Thank you very much. I'm indebted to you.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

Hardly. If you record what you find, then everything will be even. Thank you in advance, aru.

[a small head tilt.]

Your wounds are fully cleared?

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

It's no problem at all.

[Time to get a notebook. He nods and began to stretch for China, displaying the mobility that had been taken away from him.]

Yes. No pain anywhere.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

[a somewhat satisfied nod. well. mostly satisfied. not cruel:]

Good. Maybe now you will be able to stay farther away from the clinic for longer.

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

I will do my best. Will we still spar, as we agreed on?

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

As long as you set up a time. My schedule has gotten... much freer. [not a joyous thing.]

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

No important duties? [He bends down to pull on some socks and - his shoes are over there.]

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

None after three. But I do not suppose you are an early riser...?

[head tilt.]

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

I wake up earlier than the sun. Do you prefer it in the morning or in the afternoon?

[There. He finally looks presentable.]

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

If you would like to get out of the Communal earlier than the sun as well, then would be good. [small blink. hasn't met anyone younger than sixteen willing to get up at six, just yet.]

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

That sounds cold and early. I can do that. When and where should I meet you?

[This kid is technically ancient, though in terms of souls.]

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

The training fields-- how long do you believe you wish for this to go? An hour?

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

An hour sounds about right.

[He pauses, tilting his head.]

How do you wish to fight?

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

Five o'clock, then.

[lilting look.] Hand-to-hand is easiest. How is that?

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

I'll see you bright and early. [:D]

I have nothing to complain about. We're in agreement, then.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

We are. You will learn well in no time, aru!

[and there went his last time-slot for teaching anyone anything martial arts related. well spent.]

Where are you headed from here, anyway?

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

Learn...? [Oh! Was it to teach? He wasn't going to complain.]

I think... I'm going home and clean my room. Then I'll find something else to do. What about you?

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

[you don't spar just to fight! it'd be a two-way learning. ... in China's mind.]

I have a job to attend. Do not strain any lingering wounds, aru?

[forgetspajamas.livejournal.com]

[sounds... good. Kaworu is not going to refuse.]

Not until we spar. See you later.

[closedmarket.livejournal.com]

Until then.

[a smile, half-nod-half-bow, and then he's taking his exit.]