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avante en garde
[ Your designated room appears to be a modern but simple hospital room, with an adjustable electronic chair and curtain dividing one side of the room from the other. On the curtained side, there is a tray of basic surgery equipment, though nothing electric. That would be too easy, wouldn't it? At least(?) the chair has straps, to bind unruly subjects.
On the other side of the room are several chairs, what appears to be an iPad with a health chart listing a number of patients. You may select from a number of options to send "remedies" to those patients. There is also a pharmacy counter, though rather than a window, there is only a thin slit the width of a single piece of paper.
And of course, your patient(s)—or hostage(s), if you prefer—is in the middle of the room, though . . . strangely placed. A glass bubble, 6ft by 6ft, hangs from the ceiling, somewhat like an upside-down snowglobe. Eight tubes connect the orb to the ceiling, and one tube connects it to the floor. From above, your patient(s) can see most things in the room, including the surgery table even when the curtains are drawn.
It's currently empty—aside from your patient—for now. ]
[ RULES ✧ REMEDIES ✧ HEALTH CHART ]
On the other side of the room are several chairs, what appears to be an iPad with a health chart listing a number of patients. You may select from a number of options to send "remedies" to those patients. There is also a pharmacy counter, though rather than a window, there is only a thin slit the width of a single piece of paper.
And of course, your patient(s)—or hostage(s), if you prefer—is in the middle of the room, though . . . strangely placed. A glass bubble, 6ft by 6ft, hangs from the ceiling, somewhat like an upside-down snowglobe. Eight tubes connect the orb to the ceiling, and one tube connects it to the floor. From above, your patient(s) can see most things in the room, including the surgery table even when the curtains are drawn.
It's currently empty—aside from your patient—for now. ]
[ RULES ✧ REMEDIES ✧ HEALTH CHART ]
END
Re: END
Amaranth-san!
Re: END
Is she...?
[ Okay? Alive? Who knows she didn't even react to the much banging and destruction - ]
1/2
Instead, she hits the ground with a yell, and leaps to her feet like she’s expecting a fight— ]
2/2
…What happened here?
Re: 2/2
Thank goodness.
Re: 2/2
[ She doesn't at all have a wrapped hand from stabbing herself and a broken pinky and Tsukasa can definitely stand and no you're imagining the wreckage - ]
How are you?
no subject
hugs her tightly.]