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]

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.]