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Night 43: F1-10 Hall
Breaking down the bed frame after she'd eaten some of her meal had given Teresa something to do while she waited for the night time phenomena to arrive. Having not been conscious when it occurred the previous night, she was curious. She was not disappointed. The overhead words were certainly something different.
As the door opened, Teresa finished wrapping shredded bedding around the bottom portion of the six foot long metal bar that had once been a main side support of the bed's frame. It wasn't good quality metal by any means, but it was better than nothing. At least, she didn't think it'd break the first time she hit something with it given her reduced strength. As she hefted the weapon, she swung it around to get a feel and decided that it would do for now. Should she manage to find the right kind of stone or a file, she could even work a rough edge onto it.
A few more strips of cloth and the hybrid tied the makeshift weapon across her back, the 'hilt' sticking a foot and a half above her shoulders, and fashioned the cloth so she could pull on the knot by her right shoulder for a quick release. That done, Teresa took her flashlight and exited the room.
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As the door opened, Teresa finished wrapping shredded bedding around the bottom portion of the six foot long metal bar that had once been a main side support of the bed's frame. It wasn't good quality metal by any means, but it was better than nothing. At least, she didn't think it'd break the first time she hit something with it given her reduced strength. As she hefted the weapon, she swung it around to get a feel and decided that it would do for now. Should she manage to find the right kind of stone or a file, she could even work a rough edge onto it.
A few more strips of cloth and the hybrid tied the makeshift weapon across her back, the 'hilt' sticking a foot and a half above her shoulders, and fashioned the cloth so she could pull on the knot by her right shoulder for a quick release. That done, Teresa took her flashlight and exited the room.
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She hadn't forgotten that she needed to look at Sheena's back, but that could wait.
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As Sheena yelled, she pushed herself up to level a tear-filled glare at Raine, but she'd moved to fast for her shoulder. With a cry of pain, she dropped back down onto the bed and the explosion was gone as quickly as it had arrived, the ninja covering her face as she cried.
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She couldn't stay all night, but she hoped she could sooth Sheena to something like calmness, or better yet, into sleep.
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"Supposedly, my mother put me in here. In truth, my mother can look me in the face and still not recognize me."
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No matter what Raine said, Sheena thought of herself as a failure. Maybe the Sheena from whenever Raine had come from had gotten past all the guilt, but so soon after Palmacosta was too soon for this ninja to move on.
"Corrine wouldn't lie."
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What made her the most curious right now was Corinne's form--how had he been made into a human and yet remain enough of a summon-spirit to still have a pact with Sheena? Maybe she could get more information later...
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She fell silent, chewing her bottom lip as she rolled the bell around in her hand. "I could have summoned him right then. I don't know why I didn't." That was a complete lie. She knew she'd been in too much shock to even think about it, much less focus enough to complete a summoning. "I could have gotten us all out..." And again she teared up. Such a failure...
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She wanted to ask if Sheena was willing to come with her tonight, but considering Reinforce was coming to the clinic as usual... it wasn't a good idea. Before she left, she'd just try to make sure Sheena was either asleep or expecting someone.
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A moment later and Sheena flopped onto her side, a small grunt of pain accompanying it, and she reached toward the covers.
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Dropping the garment onto the bed, she turned so Raine could get a look at her injuries. The side wound only showed a flowering bruise and the area near her shoulder where the bite was located had a very large, thick bandage over it, spotted with dried blood from earlier.
"Ripped my stitches this morning," she said, taking the bell back into her hands again.
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She didn't have much experience with quasi-human bites (not counting a certain incident with a toddler some years back), but this did not look normal... discoloration was one thing, rotted flesh was something else. It was minor, but gangrene setting in this quickly... she shuddered a little and checked to see if it was spreading. Thankfully, it didn't appear to be, and as far as she could tell it wasn't infected.
"How much does it hurt?"
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She scowled. "Still sensitive from the stitches this morning, though." Of course, that was mostly because she'd talked the nurses into not injecting that numbing stuff in before they took the needle to her.
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She wondered if she was going to be stuck actually taking a scalpel to anyone's injuries from the night before. If so... she was sending Tamaki out of the room.
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"What are you doing?" She frowned and shifted a little. "The bottom's kinda itchy. Can you... Never mind."
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As a courtesy, she did at least get the dried blood off Sheena's back while she was at it.
"There," she said when she had the wound bandaged up again. "Can I convince you to take it easy tonight?"
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Once bandaged up, Sheena turned toward Raine and looked at her a moment before she laid back down without bothering to put her shirt back on. She wasn't going anywhere and no one was going to come see her, so why bother? She just didn't care enough. Grabbing the covers, Sheena pulled them up again.
"I'm never getting out of bed again," she told her pillow since it was right in front of her face.
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Oh, she'd missed a spot. She took up the strip of cloth again and tried to rub away what looked like the last of the blood on Sheena's neck, but it wouldn't budge; after a moment she realized it was a bruise. Or... was it? She leaned close to see, and discovered there were definite teeth marks.
"What happened here?" she asked, touching it lightly.
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