[ from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/393089.html?thread=32904321#t32904321) ]

Normally, Naminé would have waited outside, upon seeing that the people inside the clinic were occupied. That was normally. Tonight, she had a half-dying friend draped over her shoulders and Naminé burst in a little impulsively, giving an apologetic glance to those who were in the room.

"Excuse me! Is this the clinic?" Naminé sounded tired, a little breathless as she tried to help Alita into the room. Surely, they could see how badly injured the warrior was - it didn't look like there was anyone else injured in the room, at least.

"I'm sorry, but my friend, she needs attention right away!"