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Post by Dr. Alzeid Levisque on Apr 23, 2012 1:19:21 GMT
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px;] Life is Beautiful Ah yes, what a simple concept as it usually was. Another day, another... Well, usually the saying went “another day, another dollar” but certainly, this wasn’t the case. The system was a little different here at the Scarlet Rose Academy, but in either case, another day meant another experimentation process to put someone through. Oh goodie...
Alzeid glanced down at his victim patient. It was a young male this time; blonde hair, fairly tall, and a little on the overweight side, which would just prove to be more difficult to dig through.. huh.. oh well. Earlier, Alzeid had taken some of this young man’s blood to run a few tests with; they should be coming up within the next couple of minutes. The tests were to see which group the patient would be best for. Just by using sight, he kind of looked like he would be best suited for group W; which would make him into a partial werewolf.. those were usually fun to deal with..
A small machine on the counter made a distinctive “beep” noise. Alzeid walked towards it and checked the screen; this was the blood tester, and it had conclusive results. He began to scan through all the chemicals in the young man’s blood to see which group he would fit in the best; and as it turns out, Alzeid’s guess was wrong. According to what he found, the young, blonde man strapped down on Dr. Levisque’s table was actually best for group H; a group of modified humans using other human DNA... It was quite fascinating..
Now, since Alzeid had managed to figure out which group the male would go into, he would have to determine what exactly he wanted to do with him before he began any sort of operation... Speaking of which, the patient was already unconscious for whenever Alzeid decided to begin, which was rather convenient. Usually, anyone left conscious would be questioning Alzeid relentlessly with the typical “Where am I?” “Who are you” “What are you going to do to me?” As anyone can imagine, this easily grew annoying, so it was pleasant to be saved from that sort of thing every now and then...
It wasn’t long before Alzeid would move to another spot on the counter where another screen would be displayed. He pressed a few of the pop-ups and skimmed their content. This was basically a database of experimentations; who has done what to whom, which worked, and which didn’t. After skimming a couple, Dr. Levisque knew exactly what he wanted to do to his patient. It was probably so easy for him to decide the young man’s fate simply because it wasn’t his own body that he was operating upon... Come to think of it, making this decision was similar to when someone would get their pet ‘fixed’. The pet itself had no say as to what it wanted, meanwhile its’ owner was just trying to do what was best... That was an intriguing analogy, but, unfortunately this didn’t mean Alzeid could treat any of his subjects like pets... or, could he?
Throwing those thoughts out the window; Alzeid would soon walk towards his patient with a scalpel in his right hand. He would make sure the anesthetics were functioning before going to make the first slice... Thoughts;; I have a picture of Alzeid's face claim actually digging through someone's chest.. Although I assumed that wouldn't be appropriate XD Word Count;; 5 6 1 Tags;; Cat & Oreo |
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Post by Hana Haruka on Apr 23, 2012 5:29:34 GMT
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Peter had informed Hana that she needed to work with Alzeid. Apparently Alzeid had lots of free time, and was the most mature and knowledgeable doctor besides Peter... Hana had a feeling that everything Peter was saying was just bull, and that really Peter just wanted to get rid of Hana and her little stalker. Oh well, orders were orders. Hana decided to head down to where Alzeid's lab was, she had been there several times now.
Nurse Haruka walked through the hallways, always looking over her shoulder because she could practically feel Chloe breathing down her neck. Recently Hana had figured out that Chloe actually knew how to break into her apartment. Actually she didn't figure out anything, she just caught Chloe in the act. Yes, Chloe had been caught red-handed in Hana's bedroom rolling around on her bed like she was a cat enjoying catnip. Then Hana realized who had been stealing her underwear...
She arrived at the door, and knocked on it nice and loud. Hana had no idea that he might be operating, or that there might be a patient in there with Alzeid. Hana stood patiently at the door, if he was in surgery he could open it when he was finished, and if he wasn't then the door would probably open up sometime soon. She would be content with either situation, since having a break would be fine as long as Chloe didn't find her, and working with Alzeid couldn't be too bad either.
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notes | don't cha wish
word count | wish you were as sexy as me
credit Oreomonster of BTN[/style]
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Post by Willa Hunter on Apr 23, 2012 13:13:51 GMT
Willa was told to report to her new mentor office today. Willa quickly got dressed and moved outside into the halls. Willa was a little concerned since she really had never seen her mentor or been in that part of the lab for a long time. She walked through the halls and suprisingly it got darker as the hall went on. She looked into several rooms and saw several doctors opening up a new test subject, to begin the process of making them into something different. It could be painful at first but I guess It was for the good of Liba. She finally found a door that said Dr. Alzeid on it. She sighed in relief anf than looked around her. Also nere the door was another female. She was just a couple of inches taller than Willa. She had pink hair and jade color eyes. Willa was questioning if the girl was another person, who was being trained to be a nurse. Will intorduced her self to be sure,"Hello! I'm Willa. Are you training to be a nurse also?" said Willa. Hoping that the other girl is nice to. As WIlla waited for her reply, she looked into the sergeons room. And saw that the Doctor was in the middle of a surgery. He had long black hair and was taller than Willa. He also had a real pail complexion. His skin was almost white. Willa almost shuddered but she stopped herself. She didnt want to come across rude to her fellow nurse, well if the person next to her was a nurse/
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Post by Dr. Alzeid Levisque on Apr 23, 2012 17:22:35 GMT
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px;] Life is Beautiful The first cut was always the hardest one. Alzeid found that once he had gotten started upon a patient, it was literally smooth sailing from there.. But, for the moment it seemed he was left to struggle with the first cut.. It would have to be made with extreme precision. No, wait--- extreme accuracy Precision and accuracy weren’t the same things at all. You can be as precise as you wish to be; adding as many decimal places as you can; but who’s to say it was accurate? Someone could easily say that Alzeid stood at 7.328502895837 feet; which was extremely precise, yet extremely inaccurate for the simple fact that Alzeid wasn’t even 6 feet tall. He stood at about 5 feet, 10 inches and was at a healthy weight for this size.
He stared down at his patient, bringing the scalpel slowly closer to this unconscious heap of flesh. Right, so; first cut... Of course, Alzeid wasn’t hesitating, he was just trying to figure out how this slice would work since the one he had in mind was a little tricky.. Perhaps this was a sign the he needed to practice cutting things a little more often? Yeah, that was probably it... In any case, after a couple times of lightly scraping the patient’s flesh with his scalpel; Alzeid figured that he had the hang of it and that he could actually start digging through this young man...
Alzeid was just about to apply a little more pressure to the blade before he heard a good old fashioned knocking sound at the door. The abrupt racket caused him to lose his focus on what he was doing. To put it simply; he slipped with the scalpel. Don’t get me wrong, the patient was just fine; besides the tiny mock-up scrapes in his flesh, he was perfectly untouched. Alzeid on the other hand, had gone on to have a klutz moment. He dropped the scalpel, but as it was falling to the ground, a reflex caused him to grab it before it could actually make any sort of landing. This was obviously not the smartest thing to do, especially since he ended up grabbing the scalpel by it’s’ blade; cutting his hand open in the process.
”Arrgh my hand!!! F**K!! ...That was so STUPID!!” It was a good thing that no one could hear his thoughts or else he would definitely be questioned on his level of maturity. Overall, he was known to be one of the better doctors in the facility; but that didn’t mean he was perfect, or that he lacked moments of failure in epic proportions.... like this incident...
He would leave the patient’s side for now and walk over towards the counter. He put the bloody scalpel down, noting that he would have to sterilize it before he could try using it again. Then, he would open a nearby cabinet where small towels were kept. He grabbed one of them, and used it to apply pressure to where he had cut himself. It was on the palm of his right hand; and it was pretty deep too. Needless to say, this was a fail. Always let a knife fall; that is, unless you want a bleeding bloody freak’n hand... Thoughts;; FAIL! ...haha, I’ll get Alzeid to answer the door in my next reply—for now, I’ll let you two interact a little <3 Oh, and by the way: "Thinking, thinking thinking." "Talking talking talking." Word Count;; 5 5 0 Tags;; Cat & Oreo |
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Post by Hana Haruka on Apr 24, 2012 3:20:16 GMT
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Hana jumped at the sound of a female voice and spun on her heels towards the person speaking. For a second she had been scared it would be Chloe on another perverted attack. Hana smiled, mostly out of relief, when she realized it was someone she didn't know. Then she processed what the words that had surprised her actually meant. She shook her head, "Actually I'm already a nurse. I'm doing an internship to be a doctor. My name is Hana, Hana Haruka. I assume this means we are both stuck with Dr.Levisque?"
Hana watched the Willa person step closer and take a look in through the door. Already Hana was curious as to what the other person thought of Alzeid. Actually, Hana had a small crush on the doctor, but she had spent twenty-four hours with him, and it hadn't gone very well. That was probably the fault of Hana's stalker, Chloe, but maybe it just wasn't meant to be. Hana kept all of those kind of thoughts in her head though, she would be too embarrassed to talk if Alzeid found out about that. Literately...
Hana held out a hand to shake with what was probably her new classmate. "Nice to meet ya." The pink haired women smiled, Hana actually still looked more like a girl, but she was of age to be called a woman. So she was a woman. Not a man. A woman.
Actually the nurse was a little bit worried about this. She had always worked in large groups when she had been an intern at a real hospital. There had been plenty of drama, and it was kind of like high school all over again. She wondered what would happen if she had to work with this person all the time. Hana thought back to the things that went on at her old workplace, flirting, dates, gossip, tragedy, new friendships, broken friendships, and of course plenty of mature nighttime activities. No she hadn't experienced all of those things first-hand, but through gossip she knew all about them. ( And no, the last thing in that list and Hana were not acquainted. ) Hopefully her relationship with this other person would be a lot simpler, and less stressful.
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notes | don't cha wish
word count | wish you were as sexy as me
credit Oreomonster of BTN[/style]
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Post by Willa Hunter on Apr 25, 2012 2:13:45 GMT
Willa saw the doctor drop his scapel and quickly turned around to reply to Hana the other nurse, who was soon to become a doctor. "You get to be a doctor? Thats fun, Im not allowed really to be a doctor for along time." said Willa. "Besides I just love to help people, so being a nurse here has always been my dream.". Willa sniffed the air and smelle dthe soft scent of snake and Hana who was right in front of her. Hana smelle dlike some type of bird. She was obviously another test subject. "So have you met the doctor yet? I have not met this one i believe." said Willa hoping that this doctor was going to be a good teacher. Suddenly Willa remembered her first doctor. He was a tall man with short brown hair. He was very serious and was very harsh on Willa if she did somethign wrong. Which was rarely, but seriously she was just a child. After that she was just put in the school. In the school she majored in medical studies. She finished her classes just a week before this. And she was soon given a mentor to show her what to do. (sorry its short)
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Post by Dr. Alzeid Levisque on Apr 27, 2012 23:14:30 GMT
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px;] Life is Beautiful Alzeid remained where he was, standing by the counter, holding the small towel against the palm of his right hand. His blood was getting all over his rubber glove which he had cut open as well. Reluctantly, he peeled both of his gloves off and disposed of them. He would have to get a new pair on before he could continue, but for now it would probably be wise to open the door and see who knocked. He could hear voices just outside. It sounded like there were two young ladies—but why would they be coming to him at such an inconvenient time? He gave a soft sigh and walked toward the door. He used his left hand to turn the knob and pull the door open while still holding the blood soaked towel with his right to keep pressure on the cut.
Apparently, his guess had been correct. Two young ladies standing at his door step. Were they girl scouts, perhaps? ...Wait, did the Scarlet Rose even have a Girl Scout group? Alzeid certainly hoped that they didn’t; all of the one’s he had encountered over the years were always trying to get him to buy a box of their disgusting cookies; what was the purpose in that anyways? It didn’t take long for Alzeid to get rid of those thoughts—in fact, he actually recognized one of these young ladies to be Miss. Hana Haruka; a nurse who had ended up having a slumber party at his house quite some time ago.. Also, she had been one of his test subjects when she was.. ‘Inducted’ into the ‘Academy’ about.. what was it, a year or two now?
Why was she here?
...And who was the other girl with her? ...She seemed to resemble a mouse..
Oh, goodie.
This could be fun...
There seemed to be a couple brief moments of silence between them all before Alzeid had spoken up. ”...Can I help you?” He asked through the mask he had been wearing. He hadn’t bothered to take it off since he didn’t think he would be speaking with these two for very long, but that may soon prove otherwise. Along with the mask, he had been wearing a rubber pair of gloves that he had to take off not long ago; and a standard doctor’s uniform which basically consisted of a loose teal shirt and pants that fit nicely over regular clothing—come to think of it, they nearly resembled a pair of bloody pajamas. How lovely. Alzeid typically had dark eyes with slits as pupils; nearly a completely white shade of skin, and long black hair which he hadn’t bothered to tie back since it naturally stayed behind him anyways. Just by his overall appearance, he sort of resembled a cookie a snake; which obviously meant he was a bit of a test subject himself.. In fact, the scent of the blood that continued to drip through the towel and even down his wrist was a dead give-away... Why would a mouse subject be coming to him...? As you can imagine, this intrigued him quite a bit... Thoughts;; I like cheese... and sorry for the delay <3 Word Count;; 5 2 8 Tags;; Cat & Oreo |
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Post by Hana Haruka on Apr 28, 2012 15:36:28 GMT
[atrb=cellspacing, 0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 400px; margin: 5px; background-color:#66ccbb; border-top: 5px solid #CC66AA; border-bottom: 5px solid #CC6677; border-right: 5px dashed #CC66AA; border-left: 5px dashed #CC6677; BTable][atrb=valign,top][STYLE=font-family: Arial Narrow; font-size: 12px; color: #FFFFFF; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow:1px 1px 3px; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 25px; margin-left: 14px;]HANA HARUKA There's an underside to you, That so many adore Aside from your temper, Everything else secure You're good for me, baby, Of that, I'm sure
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Hana nodded as the other female explained she had a while to go before becoming a doctor. Nurse Haruka was curious why anyone would want to be a doctor here. Didn't everyone hate this place? Hana didn't hate it, but she had helped clean up after the last big escape, and she had learned what people were desperate enough to do here just to get away.
Anyways, The other female test subject had another question for Hana. Hana glanced down the empty hallway after hearing the question. She really needed some time to think about how to explain her relationship with Dr. Levisque. Hana wasn't quite sure if they were even friends, but she figured they knew each other well enough to be some-what near (because close was not a good word for this description at all) colleagues. Hana shrugged, "I've spent enough time with him in the past, I guess he is alright." There was no way in the world Hana would spill she had a stupid crush on him, or that they had a sleepover, or anything like that. She was playing it cool, like the macho-man-girl she was.
The nurse was surprised when she heard the door opening. She stepped back, and realized it was Alzeid opening up the door. She noticed he had an injury and wondered what in the world had he gotten himself into now. There was a definite moment of awkward silence as the doctor stood in the doorway of his lab. He was wearing surgery get-up, and she wondered why he bothered to answer the door. Hana blinked, almost like she had just woken up when she heard him ask if they needed help. She cleared her throat while nodding.
"Uh yeah. I assume Dr.Connel sent both of us here to be your new students or something. If your busy I guess we can wait until later." Hana glanced at the other female to confirm what she had just said. Nurse Haruka was perfectly fine with waiting, that would probably be best for the person she thought she could see on the table in the middle of the room.
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notes | don't cha wish
word count | wish you were as sexy like me
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Post by Willa Hunter on May 2, 2012 0:40:30 GMT
Willa listenied intently to Hana and then quickly turned when she saw the Doctor right there. Than Willa suddenly smelled something. Snake. She hated snakes, they killed many mouses in the wild. So Willa automatically didnt like him much at all. But Willa ignored her instincts and just waited awkwardly for him to say something. When he finally said soemthing Will quickly replied," Hello, Im Willa. We were sent here to learn from you." she honestly didnt know what to say to him. And was a little more jealous of Hana's answer. She obviously knew what she was doing and made a better first impression than Willa did. which made Willa just a bit jealous of Hana, hoping that Willa wont be left out because she wasnt the favorited student. Anyways the man was about Five ten which towered over Willa. He had long black hair which was all one length. He had a almost white complexion and snake yes. He wore a doctors teal unifrom and was quite opposing but Willa just hoped he was going to be a good teacher Willa wanted to be the best nurse she could possibly be.
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