Mikan Tsumiki (
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entranceway2016-04-02 12:22 pm
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Hello everyone. I hate to be a bother, but I believe something odd is, once again, happening throughout Wonderland. If you wouldn't mind, could you all come to the clinic so I can examine you? Even if you believe you're not affected, I'd still like to see you and give you a check-up. It would be nice to have some company.
[Well now, that's unusually straightforward of her. Maybe you should head to the clinic. And not question why the door is open only halfway.]
[Well now, that's unusually straightforward of her. Maybe you should head to the clinic. And not question why the door is open only halfway.]
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[He's still in a lot of pain, but he has things that need doing. Fast.]
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I can help you wash your eyes, of course.
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[He's already headed for the clinic, and it's not long before he stops, eyes narrowed at the open door.]
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I'm sorry, but... you're going to need much more than a simple wash... Heeheehee...
[She thrusts the taser forward, trying to zap him with high voltage.]
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You don't wanna do this.
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[She trails off, seeing the blood on the knife. Ooh. Ooooh.]
Is someone... hurt? ... Does someone need my help? You should tell me... You should tell me now...
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[His eyes itch furiously, and he resists the urge to rub at them again. He'll have to take his need for medical treatment elsewhere.]
And neither do I. Now I'd stay back.
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[She begins running forward, the taser held out.]
I NEED TO HELP THEM! TELL ME WHERE THEY ARE!
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[She shrieks, clearly off-guard. She drops the taser in surprise, and begins struggling - thankfully, she's not physically strong. It's why she needed weapons, after all.]
LET ME GO! WHY ARE YOU BULLYING ME?! WHY DOES EVERYONE BULLY ME?! JUST LET ME HELP YOU! LET ME HEAL YOUUUUUU!
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[He twists, shoving her toward the clinic so he can kick the door shut and delay her from pursuing him for a few precious minutes.]
Help someone who asks for it.
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... My patient is being violent... He needs to be medicated...
[When she gets up, she goes to her table of 'helpers', and grabs a syringe. Giggling deliriously, she heads for the door, intending to hunt him down.]
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But the carpet underfoot is flammable. So he extracts a match from the book in his pocket and strikes it, tossing it in the vague direction of the clinic in hopes that it'll set the ground alight.]
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okay the floor is on fire.]
... Huuuh?!
[Even in her pretty crazy state, even she can see this is a bad thing that needs to be handled ASAP. Screaming, she flees to a closet, hoping to get buckets of water. Yes, he'll be long gone while she tries to put it out.]
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He'll have to deal with his eyes himself.]