"Rachel, stop picking at your leg. It's going to get infected that way..."
"The skin's already closed..." It was more polite than telling the nurse she wasn't twelve anymore and didn't need to be treated as such. It was her leg, she'd pick at it if she wanted. Actually, it wouldn't surprise her if this woman was the one that sliced her open last night. Now she was worried about her actions.
"Well, not if you keep picking at it..."
It wasn't a fight worth picking, no pun intended. "Alright..." She'd be a good girl. Her limp had disappeared after breakfast once her muscle had gotten warmed up from walking, but now the bandage was itching and pulling at her skin. The ache was there, but negligible and not longer an impediment, and for that she was thankful since she was no longer fermenting really terrible alcohol tonight all by herself.
Brought back into the arts and crafts room, Tifa looked for a certain redhead, but she found other friends instead. Yuffie and Cloud were sitting together, making uhhh whatchamacallits, origami--ah well, Yuffie was. Cloud was making an avant garde pile of trash. She couldn't tell yet if Zack was faring any better.
"Would you like another box of crayons?" The older woman already had a tub picked out. Tifa took it without complaint and took her supplies over to Zack's table, hoping her winning smile would distract the SOLDIER from her healing black eyes and busted nose.
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"The skin's already closed..." It was more polite than telling the nurse she wasn't twelve anymore and didn't need to be treated as such. It was her leg, she'd pick at it if she wanted. Actually, it wouldn't surprise her if this woman was the one that sliced her open last night. Now she was worried about her actions.
"Well, not if you keep picking at it..."
It wasn't a fight worth picking, no pun intended. "Alright..." She'd be a good girl. Her limp had disappeared after breakfast once her muscle had gotten warmed up from walking, but now the bandage was itching and pulling at her skin. The ache was there, but negligible and not longer an impediment, and for that she was thankful since she was no longer fermenting really terrible alcohol tonight all by herself.
Brought back into the arts and crafts room, Tifa looked for a certain redhead, but she found other friends instead. Yuffie and Cloud were sitting together, making uhhh whatchamacallits, origami--ah well, Yuffie was. Cloud was making an avant garde pile of trash. She couldn't tell yet if Zack was faring any better.
"Would you like another box of crayons?" The older woman already had a tub picked out. Tifa took it without complaint and took her supplies over to Zack's table, hoping her winning smile would distract the SOLDIER from her healing black eyes and busted nose.
"Have a good night?"