by Iilyda » Wed Oct 06, 2010 7:42 am
{Lol, all's normal at the Freakshow.}
"Who's Shadow?" Peregrine asked confused. She shrugged again. "Can't you just ditch your brother... or clone, or whatever he is?" she asked.
Dr. Schneider was busy orchestrating the operations on Darcy, trying to keep her alive. After a time, her lung was once again re-inflated and fluids flowing back through her veins. No more bones had cracked, luckily, in Mr. Puppet's attack, but her chest and back were bound, the flesh beneath the bandages too tender to trust to heal on their own. Darcy's lip was stiched up from where Mr. Puppet had punched her face, and a large black eye was developing on her flesh side, but otherwise it became clear to Dr. Schneider that the girl would be fine, if only a little shaken. He had the anesthet sedate her, taking a deep breath as he watched the skeleton girl's body go slack. In one moment, he had gone from worrying about a cancer patient, to chasing after a man who beat mutated children. He shook his head, bewildered. The police had to be on their way by now; the doctor had one of the assitants check to make sure of their arrival, nearly forgetting Nil in all the hustle and bustle until he exited the operating room's doors to find that she was no longer there. He frowned, walking through the halls to look for her.
The nurse watched over Riya carefully, pressing a soaked towel to her forehead to keep her body temperature level. It was exhaustion, pure and simple, and there was simply no cure for it but sleep.