◘ If Everyone Cared.. ◘ || Semi-Lit || Accepting!

[kreate]

Andrew groaned slightly, and she blinked. she was in a whole crapload of pain, and she Looked up with her beig, brown eyes. people told her it reminded them of baby cow eyes, and she didn't know how to take that. Insult? Compliment? Then She saw him.
"weren't you the guy who was chewing out that girl?" she asked quietly, given that her back was badly bruised. her hair had twigs in it, and she moved her arm up to brush them out. Every time Andrew moved her back, it refused, and it made shocks of pain go to her neck and her tail bone. She remembered when she was eight, this happened, and she was confined to her bedroom for weeks, because of her back injury. She wasn't even allowed to draw. Crap! "My bag.." She said a little louder, fear in her voice. she was scared someone would steal it.

[Ozara]

Harper

Harper shot the girl a sideways glance, not daring to meet her eyes. Damn it.. She wasn't supposed to wake up. He internally sighed, mental face in mental palm. "I didn't chew her out. I just don't let brats rule me." He replied dauntlessly, crossing his arms once more. Eyes over to his right side, away from her, he tried to focus on something else while waiting for someone to come check up on her. What the hell-- His thoughts were disturbed when she said something else. "Wha? Your bag?" He repeated, brow raising. "I didn't see a bag."

[kreate]

Andrew felt anger for him. "Just to let you know," she said as she attempted to get up. "You would have Kicked her A$$ anyday," she finished. By now, Andrew was standing up, and slowly walking towards the doors, leading to the Rec room. She knew something was broken. Exactly: a rib.She cried out quietly, which sounded more like a yelp as she took a sharp breath in. "and of course you wouldn't I must've dropped it." Tears stung her eyes as she moved her chest, and she had to sit down. Andrew felt sick.

[Ozara]

Harper

Harper shrugged half-heartedly, responding with a, "Yeah, but it'd be messed up for me to-- Where the hell are you going?" He blocked her path, taking a step closer to her with a harsh look. He wasn't trying to be mean. It just scared the life out of his that she'd get up and start walking in that condition. "You need to stay. Sit. You're in pain." He cut in, not letting her go anywhere. To prove his point, he crossed his arms and looked down at her with narrowed eyes. A woman came from another room behind them, holding a small tube of some sort. She put it down and stepped toward them with an unreadable expression. "What's the problem?" She questioned, looking at the two left to right.

[I don't mean to just create new rooms and characters, but I had no clue what else to do at this point :P]

[kreate]

((I'm guessing if its for this, then its fine ))


Andrew stuck her tongue out at him. "going to get my bag," She replied hotly. She was about to get up when the woman came in, and she looked at the tube. "is that-?" she didn't need to say it. She Hated them. her father used to throw and stab her with the needles he would steal, and she was sedated with so much medicine it could kill and elephant in the amount of two weeks. She got up quickly, but sat back down when she sucked in a short, painful breath. Andrew gripped the arm of the chair with such force, her knuckles turned white. "don't you dare touch me with that," She snapped with as much courage she could muster up at this point.

[Ozara]

Harper

Harper's sideways stare turned on her again, seeing as she was having a breakdown over there. The nurse had already put the needle down, and seemed as surprised as Harper was that she would react like that. "Relax hon, I'm not gonna use a needle. I just need you to tell me what's wrong with you. Does something hurt?" She was slowly inching toward her, arms lifted a bit to show she wasn't holding anything. Harper clenched his fists again, turning toward the door and stepping out. "I'll get your freakin' bag!" He called over his shoulder, closing the door behind him. He did exactly that, taking a good while to reach the Garden Room again. And once he did, he scrambled around in search of it. Once Harper spotted said bag, he grabbed the handle of it and held it in a way that says, No, this isn't mine.

Bag in hand, he made his never merry way back toward the Nurses' Room.

[Lol, Okay XD]

[kreate]

Andrew glared at the boy as he walked away, and she loosened her grip on the arm rest, but only a little. "i think I broke a rib," She whimpered, sounding like herself. She let the woman walk towards her without the needle. She watched harper in shock as he came bag with her bag, and she grabbed it, and held onto it like a life preserver.

[redninetails]

||Viola Rayna Pierce||
|Female||15||Confused||Uneasy||Calm

As she watched the boy take the book down Viola gratefully took it in her hands, pulling it to her flat chest. As she looked up into the boy’s startling sea green eyes she was confounded at the way he was looking at her. It was a look she'd never seen before, making her chest start to feel even heavier. Stiffening even more, if that was possible, Viola stayed quiet for a brief moment more before remembering her manners. Opening her mouth to say thanks she slowly closed it as she watched him walk over towards another person who had entered the room. Of course she'd come to an empty room only to find that more people were starting to mill their way in. And that boy just left, shows me not to even try and be polite Viola thought with bitter hurt. Loosening her muscles she listened for a brief moment more, the beginning of a large seeming quarrel apparent, before she pushed open the door of the rec room with her shoulder and entered the quiet halls. Looking left and then right she decided to take the right way, towards the main office. She kept a keen watch around her, though Violas vocals started to slowly work as she started to hum a rhythm. It was one she'd learned at one of her old schools when she was younger, strange how finely it was burned into her brain.

Finding herself in the office she stepped up to the attendant and in a soft voice asked "May I go outside, to read this book." Adding her reason for wanting to go outside she pulled the hard covered book out to show the woman. A silence seemed to carry in the air making Viola wonder if she was even doing this right. How did she know if she needed to ask someone, let alone someone here, if she wanted to go outside? It usually wasn't her thing. Then the portly woman flashed a crooked toothed smile and nodded. Pushing herself back and with a heave the woman got out her key card and started for the door. Pulling the book close once again Viola thanked herself that the woman had decided to take her, whether or not she was supposed to be was another story.

The chill that hung in the air was refreshing compared to the temperature controlled climate inside the building and once seated on a wooden bench a happy release of air blew from her mouth. Setting the hard covered book on her lap she let herself enjoy the bright sunshine that shone through the fresh air and warmed her skin. Its morning warmth drifting around Viola was very pleasant and made her feel refreshed and calm, feelings that nobody else had ever given her. Although she was aware of the attendant keeping an eye on her, her presence did little to ruin her peace. Finally shifting her head to stare down at her lap Viola set the book up and opened it to page one, her crystal blue eyes beginning to move down the page as she read.

[Ozara]

Harper

The nurse with dark ginger hair approached Andrew silently, feeling around where she pointed to further examine the condition of her ribs. After a few short moments, she came up with a conclusion. [Sorry about the short God Mod. I just have a lot I want to get out, if that's OK with you.] "Your third rib has a slight fracture; nothing too severe. What you're gonna have to do is take these pills.." She stopped to retrieve the two small pale colored pills and a tiny cup of water before continuing, handing these things to Andrew with care. "Not partake in any straining excersizes that will bring further damage to your rib, and wear a rib guard. That, though, I'm gonna have to order. So you'll have to lay down here and put some ice on it for a little while while I do that, mkay?" She explained in her best 'sweet nurse' type of voice, turning to walk in another room to do.. Something, apparently.

Harper closed his eyes, running a hand through his auburn brown hair halfway before closing it into a fist. His back rested against the cold arch of the doorway leading out to the hall, hand in his hair falling to his side limply. "Well you've got your bag. And you're gonna have to sit there for a good while with ice on you." He began, shrugging at himself, though still minding the fact of his reluctance to meet her eye, as he did with many. "You enjoy that. And next time, don't fall out of a tree." It was like he was talking to himself, the way he wasn't looking at her, smiling on his own. But without another word, he turned for the door with every intention of leaving the room to continue on with his puzzling life.

Ozara

Ozara continued her watchful, observant stare set on Cole, who was still on the other end of the cafeteria all by his lonesome. She was so intrigued by him. His lack of humor. Somehow it was just so.. Interesting. She didn't know how. But if there was one thing she loved, it was figuring people out on her own.

[kreate]

Andrew nodded silently at the nurse, and gingerly put the ice on her rib. "Can you stay here?" She asked, Then stopped. "Only if you want to. I'm not making you. bu I won't say anything if you do-" she paused for a few quick breaths."I would like company, or I can draw. but I like company." she sounded like a freak, and she wanted him to stay, but she would shut up. she didn't say anything else.