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     This was only meant to be a quick stop, the island was quite small and so was the one hospital in it, so she figured she could just take the time to rest up. The weather didn’t seem to be clearing up, and it made her glad that she had decided to disembark there instead of continuing onward to a bigger island. By the time the storm actually reached the island, bringing with it a Marine Ship in bad shape and an injured crew, she ran over to volunteer her services.

They were certainly understaffed and in no position to decline help. Besides, she quickly proved her worth by aiding on the triage of the moderate cases, having a lot of experience with both field and trauma medicine. Once those were properly settled and ranked to be seen to after the critical cases, she went around aiding the nurses with the lighter injuries.

After much deferring people to other patients, the Rear Admiral finally accepted being checked herself, and Alice began with the large cut on her arm. She’d been keeping composure pretty well for that level of exhaustion, but the growing franticness in her voice exposed the cracks fully. “There’s no need to apologize.” She reassured her gently first of all, setting down her arm and moving to tend to the next cut. “In all honesty, I’m not employed here, but from what I’ve seen...” With someone like her, full of worry and responsibility, honesty worked best.

“There are enough supplies, but not enough beds. They could use more people, too. But the strategy to prioritizing the cases is solid, and so is the rotation system. Every patient has been assessed and is either being treated or in line to be treated.” The entire staff would be working over and double time, but it was absolutely within the realm of possibility that everyone would be seen to in time.

“I can promise you we’re doing the best we can.” Anything more than that would be irresponsible. “The best thing you can do now is rest. We wouldn’t want you to end up taking a higher spot in the priority scale.”

@seraphiixa​ || cont. 

[phencyclidinc]

@mjolnirchosen 

    They’d scheduled a training session. An actual sparring match, no innuendo. Thor was one of the few people she didn’t have to hold back with. And perhaps the only person with that level of strength that had been born with it and trained to use it fully. No mutation awakening at puberty, no factory to artificially create it, no transition period.

The morning of the same day, however, she was called in to provide backup for a mission. A quick asset recovery, in and out. As it turned out, it was anything but. There’d been no casualties, but many of the agents had been wounded badly. With her superior speed and strength, she covered the rear and aided in the retreat from the trap. In the end, she caught two bullets that weren’t exactly meant for her, and despite one still being lodged in her back, she considered it a victory.

Arriving back at headquarters, she would have to stop by the medical wing to get it removed. Then write up the report. Maybe if she wrote quickly, she could still make it.

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@vvhippoorwill squished the penguin!

     It’s not the suffocating feeling of imminent danger that bothers her the most. Nor the growing pressure of so many eyes burning holes on the back of her head wherever she goes. She is at the top of all of her classes - college or otherwise - and as her twenty first birthday approaches, the fact that she is unquestionably the best candidate to be the next head of the family goes from a novelty to be mocked to a pressing concern.

None of that troubles her anymore than they always have. What is grating on her nerves is the fact that she performed the ritual perfectly and nothing happened. She reviewed the circle, the spells, the chant dozens of times and found absolutely no flaws in them. She does not need to be doubting herself on top of everyone being out for her blood.

Most of her classmates have made their first contracts already, some of them with several spirits. She has until the end of the semester to prove herself, but that’s not what is important for her. The full extent of her powers are restrained until she comes of age, and she can only see herself surviving until then if she finds a powerful enough ally. Instead of wasting her time seeking out spirits, she summoned a demon.

Only she’d failed. Or so she thought. Three days later, she walks into her apartment with a heavy head, still trying to figure out what she’d done wrong, and immediately notices she’s not alone. Setting her things aside, she follows the dark energy to her room and finds a purely black hound sitting atop her bed, watching her with blank eyes that seem to pierce right through her. 

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@clandestinare​ asked for cuddles~  ♡

     “I’m sorry for being a little out of it...” Alice apologized after taking a nice shower in the lavish bathroom of their usual hotel room. It wasn’t often that their schedules allowed them to meet and spend time with each other like this. Normally, she was able to plan a little bit in advance, but a critical patient came in right at the end of a double shift and the surgery went on for several hours. She’d headed out of the hospital and straight to the hotel to meet him. “I feel much better after a shower.” 

Plopping down next to Ruki on the comfortable couch, she rested her head on his shoulder, peeking at the book in his hands. “What are you reading?” 

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@mcnypieces || cont. 

     She knew she shouldn’t, but Alice had a soft spot for strays - particularly cats - and when she spotted golden eyes watching her when she went to the back of the clinic to take out the trash, she couldn’t help leaving out a bit of food. The Russian Blue is young and smart, and even if a little wary, meeting him every other day makes her happy. Today she’s brought him a treat: actual fresh fish. And maybe it's made her arrogant enough to try, but she reaches out to pet his head and he lets her for a moment. As soon as he’s finished; however, with a twitch of his left ear, the cat flees and disappears into the window of the adjacent building. 

Rushing next door, she embarrassedly and apologetic explains the situation, going towards the room she imagines the window in question to be a part of. The sight of the cat playing around so casually with the Admiral in the room has her sighing a bit in relief. At least he didn’t seem all that bothered by it. She hears the smile in his hoarse, powerful voice, and it stays the apology already on the tip of her tongue, his lighthearted comment tipping the corners of her lips upwards.

“Blue gray.” She softly answers the question directed at her, still not daring to venture further into the room even though her first instinct was to retrieve the animal as quickly as possible. 

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@valhallic

     Chaos does not engage in romance often. Which is not at all a reflection of his heart - she recalls his birthday gift for her in loving, vivid detail; every flower, petal and leaf pressed and turned into decorations for her favorite books - but of his discipline and his devotion to the duty he’s inherited. Alice, on the other hand, grew up with more fairy tales than magic tomes, and romance is ingrained into her every action.

She tries to keep it down for his sake, but every now and then, it slips through. They’re laying together in bed, a patch of moonlight bathing them through the skylight. For once, she’s not tugging an exhausted wizard to get some much deserved rest. They’ve naturally gravitated towards each others’ warmth, sharing a wonderful moment as they admire the twinkling night sky.

Her mind wanders to the incredible weight her lover quietly, diligently carries on his broad shoulders. Green eyes shift from the darkness above them to Chaos’ handsome face. A smile tips her lips at how radiant he is. Leaning closer, she brushes her lips to his cheek. “My armored starlight...” That romantic nature she usually holds back shines through fully, just this once, only for him to hear. “I love you.” 

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@xmenageriie​ ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ

     Do they have other bear things like that? Oh, Nini. Alice’s face lit up at the opportunity to show her the array of bear items in the game - all of which she had in full display at a room in her house. “Okay, hang on. I gotta change.” Motioning for Anita to sit next to her on the couch, she held the switch at an angle, which made it so she couldn’t see just yet. She rushed back to her pink and purple house surrounded by hybrid flowers of matching colors, stopping by a wardrobe before heading to the room on the left.

“Ta-da~!” Using the appropriate reaction, she showed Anita her little in-game likeness dressed like a pink bear, standing in a room filled with cute furniture and different sized teddy bears.