New Hope Hospital ~the RP~

[Ai Akura]

As Sarah fluffs the towel open int eh air to prepare to dry her, the girl's curiosity turns to it and she reaches out to touch it, catching it on her hand.  

[ZombieJeff]

Sarah continued to move the towel, unawae that it had snaged the girls arm. SHe negveer pulled hard enough to cause any pain though, just enough to be puzzled as to

"WHy is this towel stuck" she said, pulling it back and seeing the girls outstretched arm, "I gues we'll just start there." smiled Sarah, turning her focus to drying the arm. WHen she finished, shje pulled the towel away.

"Lets see if thsi works..." she pondered aloud as she waved the towel on the other side of the girl, trying to get her to reach with the other hand.  

[Ai Akura]

Instead of reaching with her other hand, the girl continues to reach with her current hand. Though almost falling over in the process, she actually manages to grab a hold of the other end and begins shaking it.

Though a startling accomplishment, perhaps a more direct approach is in order for basic functionality.  

[ZombieJeff]

Sarah laughed at the girls endevors, "Fine, we'll do it the hard way." she said beemingly.

SHe proceded to dry the girl with what she coudl with what part of the towel reached the rest. It took a while, and some akward maneuvering, but she did manage to finsish everything but the girls hair.

"Alright time to get you dressed." Sarah was starting to notice the girls trend of reachign for things she saw. Sarah opted to set things on the ground and gently guide the girl's limbs through their intended holes.  

[Ai Akura]

Randomized outcome!

1 Critical Failure!
Despite Sarah's best efforts, and reason in general, the girl manages to put the dress on upside down! She has somehow squeezed both her legs and her lower torso through the head hole, though she manages to get her arms through the armholes. (Although technically the wrong armholes, as the dress is backwards in addition to being upside down.) The frilly bottom of the dress folds outwards, giving her the appearance of a flower, her head being the pistol.

2 ~ 6 Oops!
Everything seems to go well. The girl seems to get the dress on correctly, but upon further examination Sarah notices the dress is on backwards! She can put on simple dress in general, but will need some additional instruction on the future or else she will always put them on backwards!

7 ~ 17 Success!
The girl learns how to put on the dress without mishap, though it seems she didn't get much else out of the experience.

18 ~ 20 Critical hit!
The girl learns how to put the dress on without mishap. Afterwards it seems she has also come to understand how to move around both her arms in general, though still seems very child like in her motions. It is also doubtful she has learned any kind of motor skills or even the concept of them, but it's certainly a good start!  

[ZombieJeff]

A smiel spreads across Sarahs face, and she gives the girl a hug.

"Good work, little one." However as she thinks about the amo¨nt of work it took, "But I think we need to practice some, how does that sound?" She did n't expect the girl to understand, and figured it'd be best to begin the next lesson.

"Lets see if you can stand up on your own." SHe held the girl upright, and slowly released one shouler, hanging an arm in front of her, in case she fell, and then slowly relased the other shoulder, ready to catch her.  

[Ai Akura]

Randomized outcome!

1~2 Critical Failure!
Though Sarah is prepared to catch her as she falls, the alarming strength and speed at which she falls backwards startles her, putting her on the defensive. As an unfortunate result, she ends up pushing the girl away instead of catching her! Right into the toilet!

Fortunately it is not nearly as unclean as it could have been, as she goes in face first and starts sputtering.

3~11 Failure!
Sarah was right to prepare to catch her as she unceremoniously begins slumping to the ground. Perhaps some more leg work is in order first.

12~19 Success!
Though she teeters back and forth quite a bit, she does somehow manage to stay on her feat somewhat, though some occasional assistance is needed.

20 Critical Hit!
She manages to stand upright surprisingly well for someone who has never done it before. Though one can tell she is far from a master of the delicate art, it is apparent she is quickly catching on.  

[Faulty Ambition]

The sound of applause could be heard from the doorway. Apparently the newcomers had hardly listed to Sarah's command to leave.
"Very good!" Era beamed at the little girl, before turning to Sarah with a questioning look, "But has she been fed?"

He grinned softly, taking a quick guess at the answer and pulling a sack from the air by his pocket. "Handy things these temporal pockets, one can hold any number of helpful things."

And then, his soft grin changed to a grimace and a frown.

"Master! It has been too long!" A candlestick poked it's head out of the sack.
"Y-y-yes, M-m-master, what is it you w-w-w-wish?" stuttered the clock that followed the candlestick.
"Tea, sir?" followed the tea kettle.

"And that's why I opted for the soundproof one..." groaned Era, as he pulled a bowl out of the bag as the bag itself pouted and the plate chattered on about something to do with fashions in Paris.

The tub that had just been drained yawned softly.

"Lumiere, Cogsworth, Mrs. Potts... I require food for the little one."
"Yessir!"
"O-o-of course, Master!"
"Oatmeal then. A wonderful breakfast, it'll stick to your ribs all morning!"

"I've already eaten, but I'm sure oatmeal would be fine. Just make it cool enough that she won't burn her tongue."

Mere minutes and far too much chatter for Era later, the bowl was filled with oatmeal and began singing a soft song about how delicious oatmeal was.

Era pulled a spoon out of the sack, pointed ignoring it's speech about the decline of French society and manners. He scooped a bit of oatmeal out of the bowl and carefully put it into the girl's mouth.  

[silentdraconis]

The young woman, not flustered by the child but by the slip in her speaking, covered her face with a hand that glittered faintly in the bright halogen lights. First glance suggested a manicure applied in perfection, but a second or longer look would reveal the neat silver nails were pointed, claws of the finest grade, and what could have been mistaken for ornament was truthfully scales so delicately etched they were obscured by the general view of a young woman.
For a moment, she muttered quietly to herself, speaking beneath the chatter with what could only be perceived as mild vexation.
Era disliked the incessant chatter of his entourage... Die disliked both their chatter, and the uncanny way things came to life around the Werewolf. (A yawning tub was almost as bad as the table that walked away while she was trying to set it). However, that didn't stop her from reaching out and wrapping slender fingers around his wrist, halting his efforts to provide nourishment.
"Du- you know nothing of children?" she inquired after a hesitant pause (where she was really reining in her irritation and trying to remember to speak English to him. comfortable though it would be, she would gain nothing by berating him in German (though she often forgot he didn't speak her native language). "
And for all that Die had experience with children, she still stood back, slightly behind the taller young man. She knew how to treat them, but also knew all to well they neither knew how a treat her, nor always appreciated the half-bloods of the dragon kin. Nevermind that she seemed scarcely more than human--she was most accustomed to slightly older children who knew when wings and tails did not belong on human backs, which was her preferred form. So even with those appendages unseen, instinct stepped her away and into shadow for preservation of the peace.
Besides... There were always those who- Well... That is a tale for another time...  

[Ai Akura]

The girl just stood there, her mouth agape and oatmeal on her face, a little overwhelmed with all the sensory input, though at the same time trying to take it all in.  

[ZombieJeff]

Srah smiled and aplauded when she saw the girl stand up on her own.

"Oh, your such a fast learner aren't you!" however, the other twos ignorance of the fact iritated her.

She rounded on them, scowling slightly, "Will you two keep you space and mind your pace?!" she sighed, "As far as I know, this girl has been locked in a room with nothing more then a cat for her whole life..."

SHe took the oatmeal from Era, and set it on a table.

She motioned for the girl to follow her, "Right over here dear." she was hoping the girl would get the body language but had a feeling shed have to walk back and take her by the hand...  

[Ai Akura]

Almost surprisingly, the girl did not seem completely ignorant, as she began to slowly sway back and forth. However, unsurprisingly, she still seemed clueless of what to do.  

[ZombieJeff]

Sarah, was so suprised by the motion, she couldn't help but laugh. When she stoped, she still smiled, not iritated in the least.

"Thats alright, we can work on it." she siad, walking over ot the girl and taking her by the hand.

"Now coem this way." she siad, trying to lead the girl out the door and down the hall.  

[Ai Akura]

As Sarah pulls on her hand, she teeters dangerously in her direction, finally falling and knocking Sarah to the ground with her.  

[silentdraconis]

There was one reason that Die had not yet latched on to Era's arm and dragged him away, and it had nothing to do with the talking utensils that had been confiscated from his grasp, and everything to do with the letter 'K'.
After all, 'K' began the name of the young alchemist she was looking for, so much to so many people's annoyance.
"I'm dreadfully sorry... I try, but... unfortunately, I never know what hair-brained ideas he'll get." Her voice was quiet, not shyly so, nor meekly, only... soft, the sort of voice that was simply non-distracting, simply heard but not looked for. It was a voice she had learned years ago in Germany, after the... things began the push that would eventually lead her to leave her beloved homeland and relocate to Byako.
"When you have a moment, I would be honored if you could take a moment of your time to help us." In German, there was a way to denote respect when speaking to a person, a way that was more than mannerisms and inflections. It felt strange, not addressing her with a different form of the common 'you' as used in English, when in her homeland 'Sie' would have been used instead of the base and familiar 'du' and her grasp of foreign titles such as 'Miss' and 'Madame' was not such that she would use them but when she absolutely must.
"Und du..." She added in a very soft hiss for his ears only (not that the healer couldn't listen if she saw fit), jabbing Era in the ribs to emphasize the second word. "Mind your manners. You're no more a healer than I am a Finder. Behave."