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genessia2015-02-04 02:29 pm
the_heroine) wrote in genessia2015-02-04 02:29 pm
1st Chapter | Action/Video
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[For a good three hours the new arrival sat frozen, not far from where he woke, too scared to move. This must have been a dream, and maybe if he refused to react to it, he'd finally wake up, back in his own room, where it was safe and the closest thing to reality shifting was the video games he played. That's how it worked, right?
It wasn't working.
After some pathetic sounds that sounded close to sobs, a fit where he outright panicked and shouted for his friends (or anyone) later, Mikoto steeled himself and stood up, gripping onto the folder like it was a lifeline.
He took two steps before he sat back down and retreated within himself again. Yeah, no, he's not going anywhere.
Still... He played with the videophone in his hand a little. At least one thing made some sense in this place. It wasn't too different from his phone back home. After some hesitation, he turned it on, his face barely visible and eyes averted to the ground.]
My name is Mikoto Mikoshiba and I need a job.
[For a good three hours the new arrival sat frozen, not far from where he woke, too scared to move. This must have been a dream, and maybe if he refused to react to it, he'd finally wake up, back in his own room, where it was safe and the closest thing to reality shifting was the video games he played. That's how it worked, right?
It wasn't working.
After some pathetic sounds that sounded close to sobs, a fit where he outright panicked and shouted for his friends (or anyone) later, Mikoto steeled himself and stood up, gripping onto the folder like it was a lifeline.
He took two steps before he sat back down and retreated within himself again. Yeah, no, he's not going anywhere.
Still... He played with the videophone in his hand a little. At least one thing made some sense in this place. It wasn't too different from his phone back home. After some hesitation, he turned it on, his face barely visible and eyes averted to the ground.]
My name is Mikoto Mikoshiba and I need a job.
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[ He bought the coffee on the way. If he wasn't so afraid, he might have picked it up to keep from littering. He's almost ready to just pick Mikoto up and carry him the rest of the way. The longer they're outside, the more heat is lost. He wants to put the arm grabbing him under the blanket, but that could be what's keeping Mikoto awake. They manage to make it to the clinic.]
We're here.
[ Indoors, with people qualified to help]
He's freezing.
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Don't look at me.
[While one person explains what they'll have to do--which involves removing Mikoto from his current spot--another tries to gently pry the blanket from his hands to lead him away.]
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They need to dry you off and warm you up.
[ He's struggling to keep from collapsing until he's sure Mikoto will be all right.]
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Y...you should sit down. Or go rest.
[He's not sure if it's the cold, or fear that's making him tremble now. He wanted to say something else, but it dies on the tip of his tongue. He's lead to start the treatment, while another person offers a chair and a blanket, asking Mayu if he needs anything to drink.]
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