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Entry tags:
- angel,
- anise,
- archer,
- danny phantom,
- elena (ffvii),
- fai,
- forte,
- harry osborn,
- joshua,
- kristoph,
- okita,
- peter petrelli,
- renamon,
- shiki,
- visitors,
- yue,
- zex
Day 36: Waiting Room/Lobby 2
Okita hadn't been expecting it when his nurse suddenly appeared in the Game Room. He'd expected to be left alone like last week, but instead she gently took him by the arm and told him he needed to say goodbye to Kaden for now. Okita assumed it was time for his visitor and waved goodbye to him, only to be led off himself. The swordsman had followed obediently into the Sun Room, but when he tried to go off to another room, she stopped him. "Not today, Julian."
Not today? Something about his nurse's demeanor seemed off, almost as if she were worried about something. It wasn't until she led him out of the Sun Room that he understood what was going on. He had a visitor. There were only so many people that would come to visit him in a place like this. His sisters, Tetsu, Kondou or... Okita didn't want to think about the last option.
Taking a step into the waiting room, he stopped at the door and turned to look at his nurse. "Are you sure you're not mistaken?" he asked, feeling actual fear for the first time in a long while. If this wasn't some strange punishment/joke for behaving poorly in the chapel, he didn't know what to do. Badou's graffiti was still on his hand and he quickly slipped that hand into his pocket. He could feel the pen there, clipped to the inside of his waistband. The nurse shook her head and moved to the side of the room, keeping a close watch on him as he stayed by the door, trying to hide his anxiety by feigning interest in the strange magazines on a table nearby.
Not today? Something about his nurse's demeanor seemed off, almost as if she were worried about something. It wasn't until she led him out of the Sun Room that he understood what was going on. He had a visitor. There were only so many people that would come to visit him in a place like this. His sisters, Tetsu, Kondou or... Okita didn't want to think about the last option.
Taking a step into the waiting room, he stopped at the door and turned to look at his nurse. "Are you sure you're not mistaken?" he asked, feeling actual fear for the first time in a long while. If this wasn't some strange punishment/joke for behaving poorly in the chapel, he didn't know what to do. Badou's graffiti was still on his hand and he quickly slipped that hand into his pocket. He could feel the pen there, clipped to the inside of his waistband. The nurse shook her head and moved to the side of the room, keeping a close watch on him as he stayed by the door, trying to hide his anxiety by feigning interest in the strange magazines on a table nearby.
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She was a little startled with her daughter suddenly hugged her, and after placing a gentle hand on her back, she turned to anxiously look at her husband. "Oh, she's miserable, Grover. Do you really want to leave her with these unstable people?"
For a moment, Grover wavered, but in the end he knew Dolores couldn't come home. Not until a medical professional had given her the okay, and the truth was that Landel's Institute was the only place that would be able to cure her in a timely manner. "I'm afraid things will just be worse if I send you anywhere else, Dolores," he sighed. "This is the best care anyone can offer."
He tried to sound positive, though, and he smiled a little. "But if they were able to send Helen home after a couple of days, the doctors should be getting ready to tell us to take you home, too. I've been calling everyday, believe me. It's just...until a doctor tells us you're okay, we can't take you home, and the doctors at Landel's are going to do that the fastest."
Carmela frowned before placing a tender kiss on her daughter's forehead. As much as she hated to admit it, she knew Grover was right. This was the quickest way to bring Dolores back home with them. If they took her to a place that wasn't as advanced as Landel's, it'd just prolong the process, wouldn't it? "I'm sorry, Doll," she whispered as tears sprung from the corners of her eyes.
She knew it was almost time for them to part, which made her hold onto her baby girl tighter.
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But despite everything that was on the line, Anise just couldn't bring herself to put any more pressure on her parents - not with her mother in tears like that. This was it: she tried her best, and still couldn't get through to them. Now she was out of time. With that realization sinking in, she tightened her hold around her mother's waist.
She wasn't going to cry. She promised herself she wouldn't.
"I know, Mama... I know it's hard on you, too." Anise spent a few more moments in that embrace, then slowly pulled away so she could face her father as well. Once she got a look at him though, she couldn't stop herself from giving him a hug, too. It might have been the last chance she'd have in a long time. "Papa... I know you're doing everything you can. It means a lot to me." That lump in her throat was back, but Anise forced herself to stay as calm as possible, and to get out everything she knew she would regret not saying if they didn't see each other again soon.
It hurt to admit it to herself, but her parents had been thoroughly brainwashed into trusting the institute. They couldn't save her. Anise had to save herself.