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Post by Aria Marcello on Jul 20, 2017 8:02:07 GMT -6
Hurricane Clyde has hit early! John D, Vincent, Sara, Edna, and Genevieve get to shelter, fast!
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Post by Genevieve Buchanan on Jul 21, 2017 3:15:01 GMT -6
Jenny was already in the hospital when the storm hit. She was in her examination room and listened to as the storm roared. Her big blue eyes seemed frightened at how loud and rough the storm was. "It appears the papers were wrong for once," Jenny said as she looked back at her doctor who was lecturing her to take better care of herself. Of course she was changing the subject which got her a nice little look from the doctor. But he sighed and quickly gave up the fight before it would start. As he knew Jenny would take his advice as much as she could for now. Due to the pain was starting to subside. But it picked up every time she got stressed over James not being able to make this appointment.
"Indeed it has, will you be able to get home safe?"
"I don't know doctor, my ride has already left. I may just stay here until it eases up if that is alright?" Jenny asked as she really didn't want to walk home in this weather.
"It is quite alright, just let the nurses know if you need to lie down. I am sure we can give you a spare bed. Now remember what I told you and try not to stress too much, alright?"
"Alright Doctor, I promise to stay calm," Jenny said with a smile before he helped her down off of the bed and walked her out of the room. She then headed towards the waiting room and sat down on one of the couches. Though when she sat down, she made it very clear that no one could join her. As this was now her couch and where she would be resting for now. She got comfortable and watched as people rushed in for shelter.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2017 20:48:46 GMT -6
Sara watched the rain pelting the window out of the corner of her eye, only a little surprised the storm had come so soon. The weather did as it pleased. Thankfully, they'd already finished boarding up the Jewel and bought their supplies. Too bad she was busy at the hospital getting her arm stitched up.
"There we go, Miss Boudreaux." The doctor, an older man with a bushy mustache, gently tied the stitching thread into a knot and sealed the long gash on her forearm. Someone had let the booze get to their head at the Jewel, and with Gaston off somewhere, it had fallen to her to deal with it. For a stumbling old lush, he'd managed to surprise her with a concealed knife. Didn't save him from a sound beating, though.
"We'll see about removal in about two and half weeks." He told her. He spared a glance at the window, and tsk-ed at it. "Perhaps you would like to stay here for a bit? See if there might be a break at some point?"
"Sure, doc. Thanks." Sara put on her coat, taking care not to brush her new stitches too much, and left the exam room, heading for the lobby. She sat on one chair, and watched as others made for the shelter of the waiting room. She hoped that Gaston had found shelter, but she knew that this storm would be perfect for his assignment from Korso. She sighed, and pulled out a book from her purse, settling in for a wait.
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Post by John Diveriõ on Jul 29, 2017 6:09:38 GMT -6
John had been waiting for Aria to arrive, but when she didn't come. Even if he were patient, that little girl only ever know how to confuse herself and make her situations worse by the minute, that girl is just an idiot at heart. He looked back than with a fairly temperamental expression, walked outside. Stomping to be exact, he quickly went in the car and said to his chaperone. "The hospital, now!"
"But what about Miss Marcell-"
John laughed a bit, nearly to tears. "Don't worry, we had a slight shift in plans." He smirked and looked over at the papers which he was able to get from his office, since a lawyers work in never done for the life of him!
"As you say sir."
John rolled his eyes, as he got driven their from a more secluded path, as he was getting driven to a more safer location. He smiled to himself thinking, She always just wants to make things worse, and poor Korso, that moron. His 'friend' never meant a thing after him ruling Gatsberry with an iron fist and as much of an idiot as he was, he just deserved to burn in hell from setting the serenity of this town ablaze!
As the care drove over to the hospital, John got out flinging a tip, taking his papers and went inside with his driver, who was seemingly just making himself comfortable. John sighed, and looked around seeing a few females and doctors doing what they do best. All John needed was an anger reduction pill! But he couldn't just talk about Miss. Aria Marcello like that! He could be killed in a day! So he just sat comfortably on one of the beds and sorted the papers he got from the car. "Let's see.. The evidence... The conclusion-" He was seemingly cut off by one of the doctors, causing him to look up and sigh wearily.
"Would you like somethig, Mr. Diveriõ?"
John smiled, a fake on though. "A stress reliever, works been a hassle and I haven't been the 'best' state." John went back to his paper sorting.
"Right away than!"
He said in a strangely optimistic voice, he was use to happy people but not like that, it made him feel 'strange', a little guilty now that he thought about it... John snap out of that! You have your reasons for everything! That was true to a degree but other times, like when he poisoned his own secretary. Not so much... He just ignored those thoughts and took a pill with a glass of water once it was given to him.
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