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Who: Rinoa and you!
What: Visits while she's recovering in the medical clinic
Where: Clinic
When: The 7th and 8th of this month
Style: I'll match you!
Status: Open to all!

[Although the monitors and wires and needles still scared Rinoa, the care she has been receiving counter-balanced the uneasiness the place made her feel. And really, the doctors and nurses had been doing a good job of taking care of her, to the point where she was likely ready to go home in another day or two.

All in all, she was lucky. She wasn't as drugged as the other victims (although it was going to make for some bad nightmares for awhile). The needlemarks on her arms were covered with band-aids, and the tears in her back were stitched and bandaged. The only other visible injury was her eye. The swelling had gone down, leaving a nice black and blue bruise in its wake. That would heal on its own.

But until she was clear to leave, she was stuck in there, with only her SFC and a small television to keep her occupied. Now that the drugs had been flushed out of her system, she was coherent. And she could really use some company.]

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[Asato makes his way to Rinoa's bedroom, as discreetly as he can, almost hugging the walls. He knows that if he finds himself in Muraki's presence, the hood of his jacket won't hide him from the other man.

So there's a sigh of relief when he finally reaches his destination and peeks in the bedroom, trying to hide the flowers and cookies he brings behind his back.]

R-Rinoa-san... ?

Asato!

[Rinoa sits up in bed, gesturing for him to come in and take a seat.]

[He shyly comes in and closes the door behind him. Looking up at her, he gasps softly before handing her the flowers and biscuits.]

From Tatsumi and I... [All home-made.]

Oooh...

[She takes them, sniffing the flowers as she sets the cookies on her lap.]

They're so sweet. Thank you. And thank Tatsumi for me, too.

You're welcome.

[Asato shuffles on his feet, visibly not at ease.] Rinoa-san... I... I'm... very sorry...

...

[How many apologies has she heard now? And how many more will she hear in the days to come?]

It's not your fault. He would have gotten to me anywhere at any point. I'm just glad I can say I'm the last one.

[A lot ? Especially coming from Asato.]

Yes but... I promised to protect you and... and...

[Sob.]

And I told myself I'd be careful, and I wasn't. Am I at fault, too?

[Bluh.]

Rinoa-san... Don't try to find me excuses...

I'm not!

[In a rare burst of temper, Rinoa slams her hands down on her bed, although afterwards she immediately regrets it. Sighing, she rubs her hands over her face.]

I'm sorry.

[Oh, wow... Asato jumps in surprise and then sits on the bed's border. He'd like to hug her but he is not sure she would let him.]

I... I am just so angry with myself... Forgive me, Rinoa-san.

[She wouldn't, although not because of her anger, but due to the wounds on her back. A hug would just risk irritating them right now.]

There is nothing to be forgiven for. Why doesn't anyone get that?

[She pulls and wrings at her bedsheets, taking her frustration out on them instead.]

You and Squall and probably Johnny and... just so many people are mad at themselves, like this is their fault. He did this. You guys did everything you could to stop him.

[So he just takes her hand in his, hoping she won't mind.]

Most probably because we are worried for you... ?

[He sighs and plays a bit with her fingers.] Yes... At least, it's over now.

[She gives it a squeeze.]

I get being worried. But it's a whole other thing to take part responsibility for it. You didn't give me this black eye, or these needle marks, or the stab wounds in my back.

[Asato feels his blood boiling as she describes what was done to her.]

I wish I could kill him !

[Clearly that wasn't the best of ideas.

For a moment, Rinoa looks a bit freaked at his expression and unknowingly pulls back her hand. She's never seen him like this.]

N-No, don't. To what end? He'll come back and he'll return to the way he was. Lock him up now while he's sane. Besides, there's been enough suffering around here.

[Asato notices her reaction and immediatly takes a deep breath, calming his nerves down. He should know that getting angry is not good for him.

And for the others either.]

Forgive me, Rinoa-san... You're right. But it's hard for me to feel so... useless.

You're not useless. You're here comforting me, aren't you?

[He can't help but to smile at her.]

That's true...

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Raaaahh, laaaate !!

Nooo ;;

Yeeees ;__;

nope nope~

Yep, yep !

a couple others responded on the same day or close to you, so several of you are "late" then :P

O-ok... /sniffs

/cuddles

/snuggles

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Laaaate !!

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