【Hetalia】vs.【2P!talia】⎨Role-play⎬

[pidgey]

Alfred propped himself up on the pillows and then glanced out the window. He didn't feel like making an effort to get up or do anything really. He let out a defeated sigh and winced a little bit as his head felt like it was beginning to throb with pain. He guessed that the pain medication was beginning to wear off. A nurse came in to check on him and asked how he was feeling but he didn't answer. She didn't push him for answers. So she just moved on.
And even later another nurse came in and asked him if he could speak. He nodded and just sort of ignored her.

[buttercat,]

Arthur eventually made eye contact with a nurse. "Where there others with me? Are they alright?" He asked quickly. She nodded and explained that two others had been found with him, and they were doing alright. Arthur knew he couldn't get up, but he desperately wanted to go and find them and comfort them. He was sure they were in pain.

[pappuppy]

Shuangs memory took a critical blow when she remembered the she was not the only one attacked. She could remember America, struggling to even stand as he was beaten to a pulp. The memory hit her like a painful dagger, and it caused the girl to build her protective barriers higher. She couldn't beat them like America had trusted her to do, therefore would not speak. It was her own dirty fault they had been so brutally injured. It was her problem. There was no amount of apology that could suffice the damage that had been done. Never.

Instead Shuang sat there and heard footsteps enter her room. Voices lit up the room,"Hello Ms. Yao, it's alright. Now, we're here to help you. Your brothers actually outside. Would like to speak with him?" Shuang weakly let her eyes close and she breathed out a wheezy sigh. She found the wuestion unimportant, and she did not break her silence. She wouldn't speak. The doctors held an aura of diss appointment before they began to scribble on their pads and muttered,"She still won't talk. Maybe if we give her time." Hearing them, Shuang simply turned her attention to something else. Her mind wandered and she wondered wha she looked like. She could picture her body an abhorred mess: buldging purple bruises, bright white bandages,hair in a tangled mess, and her face holding the scars of torture.

The city of Beijing closed her eyes when the door of her room closed again. She wanted to scream and wail, cry for her friends. But even she didnt deserve those priveledges. [/quote]

[pidgey]

Eventually Alfred was curious about how the Shuang and Arthur were holding up, so he called the nurse in and asked if he could go see them. After the medications wore off, his head hurt pretty bad but it was little by little becoming less intense. However, she told him he'd have to wait and that they were monitoring him for other symptoms of a concussion or other brain damage and that he really needed to rest. As much as he didn't want to listen, he decided it'd be best to not move around to much and just do what they suggested. It annoyed him a little bit. Maybe after they left he could try getting up and find them. He at least owed them that much after he couldn't help them. And he couldn't help but feel that it was completely his fault. Leaving Shuang alone with the copies in the first place. There had only been one of her and two of them.

[pappuppy]

Shuang closed her eyes and tried to focus on entering a calmer state of mind. It was all she could do. She imagined her in a completely dark setting, listening to raindrops hit the floor around her in her meditative state. She needed to face what she had so recently come to fear. She imagined Oliver running at her, his swirling link and blue eyes making her freeze up.

Beijing lost her calmness immediately, screaming as she shot awake from her state of mind. She immediately closed her lips tightly, mentally scolding herself and belittling herself into a silent state once again. She was trembling, and wrapped in a cold sweat. It was like a soaking wet blanket, making her shiver in it's hold. She stared up at the ceiling panels blankly, and could only think of how she had failed horribly.

[pidgey]

Alfred waited a little bit before he decided he couldn't wait very much longer. He wanted to see them both very much. Alfred put his cracked pair of glasses on, blinking and finally getting to see more clearly now. He now could see that he was hooked up to an IV, and looking in a mirror across the room and to the side a little. He had a bandage wound tightly around his head, with that one piece of hair which he called Nantucket sticking out from the bandages. At least he knew he wasn't bald, had they have needed to cut his hair to treat his wound. He couldn't really tell how his side was bandaged through the hospital shirt so he lifted it up and tried craning his neck to see. It was just wound around his waist, pretty tightly too. And boy... he looked kinda pudgy. Even with the bandage. He sighed and then peeled the clear medical tape off his arm that held the IV in and slid it out. He was't sure what it was but the IV baggy seemed to be getting empty anyways. He'd be fine.

[pappuppy]

Shuang lay in her hospital bed, silently listening as the world bustled around her. The world didn't need her, even as she seemed to be frozen in one place, the world rushed last without nothing more than a glance. She could feel the muscles in her arm pulled and tightened up. Her fingers, which had limply sat on her bed, now curled up into an ugly fist. Her veins buldging as a tear slipped from her eyes disobediently. She squeezed her dull brown orb shut and forced herself to calm down, but her mind wouldn't let her. 'It was my fault! All mine. I couldn't fight them off!' She reminded herself harshly. She began reprimanding herself and let herself lay in the bed weakly.

[pidgey]

Alfred removed the oximeter thing on his finger, causing one of the monitor screen things to flatline. It began making a noise so he quickly just punched a bunch of buttons to make it shut up. He sighed with relief when it finally shut off and no one had come running. So he slipped out of the bed, wincing a little. The pain in his side flared up, now a lot worse than when he had been lying down on several soft pillows. He took a few breaths and then peeked out of his door.

[pappuppy]

Shuang could hear loud alarms going off, warning that someone was flatlining or trying to escape. She looked down, then sighed again, not wanting to listen to anything. She couldn't move, couldn't even wiggle her toe. She couldn't feel most of her body, but her fist would clench so apparently it was better than nothing.

[pidgey]

Alfred looked around and just a room or two down and across the hall he saw Shuang through an open door. He waited until the coast was clear before sneaking over and knocking quickly, peeking in. "Hey!" He whispered to see if he could get her attention. He'd found Shuang... He still needed to find Arthur but since he'd already found her, he might as well just make sure she was holding up.