http://kaerutokoro.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] kaerutokoro.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2008-05-11 07:59 pm (UTC)

Helping Arlene through the door had not exactly been a pleasure: the woman was heavier than expected, and each cry of pain sent ripples of guilt into Rena. Never mind how necessary the action was.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." she managed hoarsely until they were safely in the interiors of the next room.

Of course, Arlene was not the only person in her mind at the moment. The other two patients had yet to run over. Only one possibility existed for the delay, which resulted in a fervent need to rush back outside. Rena thought she recognized Sora and his friend Kairi; if the duo were in trouble, she had to help them!

Except she couldn't. Not with a steely hand around her arm and a jerk that brought the girl closer to Arlene. Her face froze in shock, her eyes glancing up at the woman in confusion and desperation. An order was an order, but these were friends. Friends who'd help her in the past, even. This request... It simply wasn't something Rena could swallow. At least not without snapping.

As sounds of struggle escalated outside, something hot and wet welled up in the corner of her eyes.


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