How We Met - July, 1992 - Private RP Part 2

Subject: How We Met - July, 1992 - Private RP Part 2 Sun Sep 09, 2012 4:47 am

Tseng jerked forward some having his wrist grabbed and looked down seeing the blood. "Oh.. that's why it hurt." The nurse had ripped the skin and part of the vein, that was going to bruise nicely in a few minutes.. great like he didn't have enough bruises on his body.. lets add looking like a drug addict to the list.

The nurse ignored the glare, her own look flat as she moved up to the bed. "Arm."

If growing up with Hojo as a parent was good for nothing else... it was insulting someone. Sephiroth's fingers tightened around Tseng's wrist, eyes brightening furiously, but when he spoke there wasn't any anger in his voice. "You gouge a Turk's arm like it's a piece of meat on a butcher's counter and think I'm letting such a clumsy witless fool as you near me?" He asked derisively.

He was incredulous at how a civilian could purposefully harm a Turk and not feel anything over it. Especially considering this was the Turk's private wing and dressed the way Tseng was at lease one other Turk would spot the fresh damage before they'd even left the hospital. Considering even Hojo didn't allow such ineptitude in his lab, he knew it was most certainly not acceptable in a hospital. "If they want my blood I'll be drawing it myself, and most definitely won't be letting you touch it." He wouldn't be surprised if she purposefully dropped or 'lost' such a vial.

"Get. Out."

The nurse gave him a blank look not really caring that it was a Turks arm she gouged, frankly she would have loved to slip and gouge out his jugular. They should have let the kid die last night, be rid of one more of those foul Turks once and for all.

"Kid you either give me your arm, or you remain in the hospital while your little Turk friend goes home. I take orders only from the residents and Chief of Medicine... So it's up to you."

"Touch me and I'll put you through the wall," he replied evenly. Something about her he found he just simply hated. Even if they did try to keep him here.... he could always just leave via the window. The hospital wasn't nearly tall enough for a jump like that to actually hurt him. Besides which... if she had done that to his arm first, he likely would've sent her through the wall out of reflex.

She huffed collecting the vial of Tseng's blood. "Fine, i hope you both die here.." Tseng instantly went ram rod stiff, his fingers curling into a fist. "I did die here.." He spoke out glaring at her back. She actually turned glaring darkly at him. "Shame.. should have stayed dead.." Tseng instantly lost all the color in his face.

Hearing that Kioymi growled darkly but moved over to her son, she would deal with that @#$!^ later.

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How dare she. If she thought she could just walk away after that...

Almost absently picking up the IV bag in one hand, Sephiroth got off the bed, and moved more quickly than he likely should've at his current energy level. While punching her was very tempting it would be detrimental to his intention, so instead Sephiroth seized the back of her shirt collar, fisting it until it was tight around her throat. "I'll be right back," he stated darkly, before shoving the the nurse out of the room ahead of him.

"Don't kill her Sephiroth.. just maim and maul a little bit!" Kiyomi called out after him and hugged her baby to her tightly. "Don't listen to her baby, she's a complete moron that shouldn't even have a job anymore." She kissed his forehead gently just letting him lean against her, she hoped Sephiroth would deal with her... if not she would personally and it would not be pretty.

The woman choked as she was pulled out of the room.

Maiming and mauling would likely ease his temper quite a bit, but... "I have a better idea," he murmured just loud enough for the nurse to hear. "You obviously don't care much about your job... I wonder what the Director will think of you wanting one of his Turks dead?" It would've been much simpler if he had a phone... He could've just shoved her in an empty room and kept her there while he called and waited. Instead he had to go over to the nurse's station and deal with the reactions of anyone there.

At least he wasn't feeling like he was going to fall every time he took a step anymore.

"He can die too for all I care.." She growled at him digging her heels into the floor refusing to walk now. She was bigger than this boy and so would not be taken like she was. "All zee Turks can die and rot in hell for all I care, foul creatures that deserve to die a very horrible slow death..preferably ripped apart by some wild animal."

"Oh, I don't think they'll be the ones dying," go ahead and dig yourself a deeper hole. He twisted the fabric in his hand, pulling her collar even tighter, not enough to make her pass out, but enough to cut off some of her airflow. Tucking his IV bag into his waistband to free his other hand, he snatched the vial of Tseng's blood from her, not wanting her to accidentally or purposefully drop it. He was a little insulted that she thought she was strong enough to keep him from moving her even while weakened, did she not realize he was a SOLDIER? As it was...pushing someone who was bracing like that was very annoying and took more effort than he really wanted to use, he kicked at the back of her knees and shoved her again, not giving her the time to brace herself again until they reached the nurse's station.

Veld was standing at the nurses station flirting with a couple of the female nurses. Hearing a disturbance down the hall he glanced up Nan leaning out around him. "Sephiroth what on earth are you doing?" The Turk director simply raised a brow seeing him dragging a nurse down by her collar. He knew the boy wasn't violent so would wait until he told him exactly why he was dragging said nurse down here..and why exactly where was a vial of blood in his hand.

"I take offense to someone telling my brother he should die," he replied stonily, before relaxing his grip somewhat on the nurse's shirt. After all, she couldn't really talk that well when she was being choked... and he'd love to see what she said in front of Veld. He leaned closer to her so that she could actually see his expression, asking almost sweetly, "Care to repeat what you said a moment ago? About how all Turks deserve slow and painful deaths?"

Her face slowly lost all it's color now actually being faced with the Turk Director and one of his higher ups.

Veld's eyes widdened before darkening to nearly black. "Yes.. care to repeat what you told a sixteen year old that just experienced one of his greatest fears.. Nan go make sure he's alright." Nan nodded and raced back off down the hall, leaving Veld, Sephiroth and the nurse at the station. Now that she was faced with this she felt her tongue tied and unable to speak. "Won't talk, well.. we have ways or getting information that we need.. Thank you for bringing her to us Sephiroth.." Veld grabbed the woman and started to drag her off. "Go back to your brother Sephiroth, take him home.."

A little calmer now that she was going to be dealt with, he remembered the vial in his hand. Actually looking at it now, he was glad to see she wasn't completely inept and had actually labeled it properly. Trusting the nurses were aware enough of what was going on to make sure it ended up where it was supposed to, he passed it off to one of them before slipping back down the hall to the room. He'd wanted to stay, to make sure Tseng calmed down... but he couldn't just let her walk away without anything being done, at least with Kiyomi there he hadn't been alone.

Back in the room Tseng was sitting on the bed, Nan wrapped around behind him holding him tightly as he flipped through channels settling on a horror movie that was just starting. "Tseng, please talk to me." Tseng ignores him focusing on the movie, "there is nothing to talk about... she's a @#$!^ end of story..."

Kiyomi sighed seeing Tseng had walled himself off completely, it would take a while for him to open back up. He would act normal but you would be able to tell he was hiding something.

Sephiroth hesitated in the doorway, feeling his anger come back full force at seeing Tseng back in a dark mood. He was regretting not punching her now, but she deserved far more than just a punch. Mutely he stepped up to the stand, hanging the IV bag back up, even though he'd rather just remove the whole thing right now. His eyes were still over-bright as he sat on the edge of the bed, trying to calm down enough that he wouldn't accidentally snap at anyone.

"Hey Seph." Tseng didn't even look down from his movie, he didn't need to he could sense the kid next to him. Nan sighed sadly and looked over to Sephiroth running his fingers through Tseng's hair gently. He really wished there was something he could do but knew better than to push the young Wutai boy. "Did Veld say anything? any instructions?"

He turned his head to look at the two, eyes trailing over Tseng's expression as he remembered Veld's last few words. Those had rather unmistakably been instructions, hadn't they? "He said to take him home." He assumed that it was because they were stable now and didn't know if there was anyone else like Her here. "Though, the doctors had wanted to do some blood-work to check the infection..."

All Tseng hear was take him home and was up and out of the bed faster than a boy that just died last night should be moving. "Sounds like an order to me.." Despite everything Kiyomi giggled and moved up to her son and held out a bag that had extra clothes for him. "Oh Sephiroth, we picked up some clothes for you too sweetheart."

"You mean I picked some up, you just stole them from me." Nan smiled at the woman sliding off the bed. "I'll take you guys home since my car is here."

Sephiroth smiled slightly at Tseng's reaction, supposing he should have expected it - Tseng did hate hospital. He blinked at the other two, "Clothes for me?" He would've been just fine wearing the clothes he had yesterday... well, if he knew where they were. He had to wonder who had and why his clothes had been changed while he'd been unconscious. He was quite sure he was still in the shorts and shirt Tseng had lent him when he passed out.

"Yeah though i didn't know what size shoes you wear so... your combat boots are gonna have to work until you can get a proper pair yourself." Nan picked up a bag and held it out, "I left the rest up in Tseng's apartment.. including some swim shorts since he is insisting on going to costa del sol..." Nan rolled his eyes as Tseng disappeared into the bathroom to change. "That boy.. I don't know why he loves it so much he burns like hell out there."

He looked inside the bag curiously, eyes dimming now that he was distracted. Considering the blond had lent him clothing before, it was fairly safe to assume he'd gotten something that fit. Knowing it would be too much hassle to try to put on a shirt with an IV and being that they were leaving anyway, he got to work removing the tape and then the IV itself. He'd done so often enough after a treatment that he didn't really think about it. He waited a moment to make sure it wouldn't start bleeding more than usual, before pulling on the shirt. While he was perfectly fine with stripping or changing in front of other males, and even female scientists... the idea of doing so in front of Kiyomi made him pause and choose to wait until Tseng was done with the bathroom to finish changing.

Where were his boots, anyway? Or his hat? He couldn't remember seeing them since he woke up...

Walking out in a black T shirt and tight blue jeans Tseng looked over to his little brother and smirked seeing the boots almost instantly, knowing the look on his face way to well. "Bathroom is free Seph..." he hopped up onto the bed his feet dangling just above the boots. That seemed to be a universal look that people wore when looking for their shoes, he had the same look when Anubis took off with his work shoes when he was a puppy.

Sephiroth lingered in the bathroom longer than technically necessary, taking the time to wash the small bit of blood off the back of his hand. Which reminded him of Tseng's arm... noticing his eyes brightening again in the mirror, he closed them, leaning against the counter and taking a slow breath. She was dealt with, and likely scared as hell, there was no use being angry over it now. Even if she'd hurt his brother far worse with her words than with her hands, when he'd only just gotten into a better mood...

It took another slow breath before he felt he was composed enough to leave, and he smoothed out the dark red shirt before stepping back out. It was time to turn his mind to more innocent subjects... such as finding his boots so they could leave.

Tseng continued to sit right above the boots, but made sure to keep a perfectly innocent face as he looked at his little brother. "Seph... I think your missing something" Nan ducked his head having seen the boots as well and knowing what Tseng was doing, "mm yeah Sephiroth we're just waiting on you now." He winked at Tseng causing Kiyomi to giggle behind her kimono sleeve. "You boys are so cruel"

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