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 Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2017 6:38 pm
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Merek went straight to work on Vivian's medicine that she must take later. It should help her get the rest she needs with hope that she will wake up on time feeling refreshed. She may be surprised by what he plans on having her do in terms of medicine. From his bag, he found a vial of lavender oil and set it aside for now. If she applies this oil to her bath water, it ought to help her relax in a way that doesn't require her to sleep in so late. After his nurse thanked her and promised to try to not make him worry over her in the future, she invited him to the bed she is sitting on and said to him that she wanted to know more about who he is. This is a story that can go on for a long time simply because Merek will spent a long time reliving the glory days, but if that is what she wants to hear from him, that is exactly what he will do.
"Very well. I do hope you have enough spare time and no more students end up hurting themselves. My tale is quite grand."
Merek certainly did not shirk the details of his life, or at least the parts of his life he was able to cover today. He spoke of the teachers he had as a child, the roles he played in the festivals his kingdom held, the times he played in the oasis with not only his family, but numerous female friends he had. It was as if he can remember every single day of his life up to this point. Unfortunately, he could not cover everything today. By the time he had to finish, he barely began to talk about his life as a young teenager. He apologized for keeping his nurse beyond her schedule, picked up the lavender oil, gave it her and folded her hand gently around the vial he finished placing in her hand before saying,
"My apologies. The rest of my tale will have to wait another day. Add this oil to your bath water and I assure you that you will feel more relaxed than you ever have been. I will see you tomorrow love. Have a pleasant evening."
❀ ☥ι αм: Merek Dracolatus Wildfire
❀ ☥мσηєу:[About $100 in Eoana currency]
❀ ☥ωнαт αм ι ∂σιηg:[Storytelling and giving Vivian medicine]
❀ ☥ωнєяє αм ι:[Infirmary]
❀ ☥ωнαт αм ι ωєαяιηg:[Perfection]
❀ ☥мαякιиgѕ:[Black Ankh Back Tattoo]
❀ ☥ςσи∂ιтισи:[Healthy]
❀ ☥αςςєит:[Isn’t that sexy?]
❀ ☥OOC: [Posting layout is work in progress.]
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2017 10:22 am
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【☣ Draken Aoyama: Mind Manipulator ☠】 
ɪ dont know...
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Draken had lost track of time in the classroom and had even ended up sleeping there. His dreams had been pretty at least for draken. He was home. With a family. A normal life. Even with a partner and a pet cat. Though every time he flashed his eyes closed for a moment. His vision changed to fire, screams and pain. After the third time of that he snapped awake and whimpered inside the classroom.
He shifted his way out the room with his bag as quickly as he could and even started moving towards his room. Least before he froze and moved towards the Infirmary. His eyes keeping low as he pushed his way inside. Not even caring if anyone was inside or not. ”if.. There's anyone here I’m here for my first checkup…. He mumbled very quietly straight after something about it being his first ever checkup. After a second he threw his bags into a corner and even picked a area in the corner to just sit and wait.
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The mind is a fickle thing...
Even now
Status: Nervous OOC: Failure… Bad entrance post... Location The Infirmary ActionScouting... |
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2017 1:06 pm
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【☣ Draken Aoyama: Mind Manipulator ☠】
ɪ dont know...
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Draken had drifted his eyes closed slowly again as he leant back against the wall in the corner. A soft yawn forcing its way out of his mouth. His left arm lightly twitching as he naped happy for a few minutes . Then he swore he heard more drips onto the floor than just the rain outside. Though Draken was not sure. Rain was nice however, it puts out fires. And feels nice on your skin. Not to mention. You can't cry in rain.
A second later he felt a pair of eyes on him and he darted his eyes open. Flickering straight over to merek and blushing a tiny amount. His reactions where a little slow as his mouth formed into a O shape. ”Im Sorry im sorry i didn't sorry i didn't do anything im just here to get my first checkup as i don't do anything today and and … erm...Nice hair…” his voice was very erratic. His left hand move across and pulled his bag of books across his chest to try and protect himself. It was after all a pretty stranger stood in the same room as him
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The mind is a fickle thing...
Even now
Status: Nervous OOC: Not my best post Location The Infirmary ActionScouting... |
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2017 7:47 am
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【☣ Draken Aoyama: Mind Manipulator ☠】
ɪ dont know...
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Draken blinked a tiny amount as he studied the males reactions. His eyes flickering over his face for a second or two before he darted his eyes away so he didn’t accidentally use his powers on him. Though the question about the blood sample made him whimper a tiny bit but he swore he read it in a book about needing blood to check the colour so he didn't question it. Though he didn't have to be happy about it. After a few seconds of being still he started to move his bags out from in front of him. Mainly so he could stand up though he did drag his nails across his left arm to cut himself a little.
” Will that do? And.. physical.. So.. do you want me to take things off to help it? Or is .. How do you do it. he flickered his eyes to the floor totally. His feet even shifting a little. Was he supposed to do a twirl? Let the guys hands run over his body to feel for lumbs and bumps? Visual inspection. Draken had no clue and it was scaring him!
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The mind is a fickle thing...
Even now
Status: Nervous OOC: I cut myself by scratching way way too much >.> Location The Infirmary ActionScouting... |
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2017 9:26 pm
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Coming in fresher than the previous day, Vivian walked to her office feeling the best she ever has in months. Waking up felt as fresh as ever, as did the quick shower before work time. She entered the office and set down her belongings nera her desk as always. On her chair rested that trusty white coat of hers as she slipped it on and kicked off her heels. "I'm here, Merek. Thanks for the stuff you gave me. I feel like I just got back from a month long vacation." She nurse said as she wandered into the room to see a young looking student with a fearful expression on his face. Looks like the good doctor's torturing my patients now. Vivian thought to herself before moving forward beside Merek, leaning in towards the boy. "Sorry about Dr. Wildfyre. His methods sometimes are pretty outlandish. I'm Vivian, one of the...well, the only nurse here actually." You would think that a school this huge could afford more than three primary caregivers in the event something happened, but it would make due. Hopefully an entire classroom wouldn't need healing at the same time, or else they would be in quite a predicament. "How can I...we help you, sweetie?" Her motherly tone spoke true towards the brown haired boy, a smile gracing itself upon her lips.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 7:45 am
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Merek didn't expect to boy to scratch his left arm to the point that it began to bleed. The doctor could have used a dagger or whatever else that was sharp in the room to make it easier, but at least he gets to see the boy's blood. He observed the blood for its viscosity and color. He also grabbed the boy's left arm and squeezed it to observe the flow of blood. After making all the appropriate observations about his blood, he retreated to a section of the room where some of his cleaning supplies are located. From there, he poured some alcohol into cloth and tore of some bandages. At this point, Vivian showed up for work much earlier than she did yesterday. One look at her told Merek that she is in much better mood than she was yesterday. Everything about her physically is more pristine in comparison to yesterday, and it was refreshing to come upon a beautiful woman's smile in the morning. After she thanked him for the lavender oil he gave her yesterday, she turned to the patient and is trying to comfort him with her words. He returned to the boy with the alcohol soaked cloth and bandages. First, he wiped his left arm of the blood with the cloth. Then he wrapped the bandages around his arm and made sure it was sealed.
"Good day to you Vivian. It warms my heart knowing that you are feeling so refreshed. This boy is here for a checkup, but I already checked his blood. All that is left is the physical. Care to gather all the information the school needs about the boy and the results of today's examination? The color and the flow of the blood are what they ought to be...Young man? I'm going to need you to remove your clothing. It will save us some time for the physical."
❀ ☥ι αм: Merek Dracolatus Wildfire
❀ ☥мσηєу:[About $100 in Eoana currency]
❀ ☥ωнαт αм ι ∂σιηg:[Checked the blood, now treating the patient and doing the physical]
❀ ☥ωнєяє αм ι:[Infirmary]
❀ ☥ωнαт αм ι ωєαяιηg:[Rain]
❀ ☥мαякιиgѕ:[Black Ankh Back Tattoo]
❀ ☥ςσи∂ιтισи:[Healthy]
❀ ☥αςςєит:[Isn’t that sexy?]
❀ ☥OOC: []
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 11:49 am
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【☣ Draken Aoyama: Mind Manipulator ☠】
ɪ dont know...
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Draken ‘s blood was fine for blood. It was red and viscous and clotted rather quickly as it was a shallow scratch. He couldn't help himself as his eyes flickered over to merek’s body and he quickly studied him. The other male's outfit, posture. Even his smile. Though his attention was stolen quickly by a woman entering the area. Drakens first reaction was Panic. His second reaction was PANIC! In a instant he pulled his right hand over his chest to cover himself. His left staying out so it could be ‘patched’ He couldn't even get his shaky voice out for a few seconds. “I w.. Im .. Only nurse.. So guy not nurse? Guy hostile?” He had devolved to spitting out jibbering sentences to try and get a ‘point’ across. Even more so when he heard he needed to remove his clothing for the exam.
He flickered his eyes between the two medical staff before his blush got even worse and he dropped his eyes to the floor. Though he did start removing his top. His celtic knot tattoo covering his burn mark on his left arm being shown more as it was on the top of the arm while his scratches where on the underside. His back had a rather large scar running from his left shoulder down to his right hip A couple of burn scars running almost in a criss cross pattern along that single large scar. His breathing was slow as he tried to focus on anything but the two people near him. He even used his powers on himself to suggest that he calms down. However it only partially worked. Mainly from the psychosomatic effect it created more than his powers activating. “ I .. sure just.. I.. something…” This was the first time anyone other than his dead parents had seen him without even his top on.
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The mind is a fickle thing...
Even now
Status: Nervous OOC:Marik Ishtar Location The Infirmary ActionScouting... |
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2017 1:45 pm
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