invisible_ai: (healing touch -- first aid)
invisible_ai ([personal profile] invisible_ai) wrote2008-05-22 11:46 pm

007. Safety Zone [Voice Post]

*The sound of the rain can be heard in the background, as if it were tapping on the outside of an old window. There is also the occassional menacing growl and banging noises that can be heard, but they sound far away.*

... *sighs* If it were possible to be anywhere else, then I never would have wanted to come to a place like this. Still... I do not regret what I have done, even if I am worried about the noises that I am hearing from outside that door.


I have completed the surgery and removed the chip from Sai's neck. He is resting peacefully at the moment. Although his temperature has risen, and so I don't think that it will be easy for him to recover for awhile. Not to mention that I had to make do with the tools and materials that were available here, which required a lot of time and sterilization. It's just as they say, no one has ever dared to come here in quite awhile... to this hospital. Still, a few of the tools were in decent condition, even if the others that I found were rusted and in disrepair. I am glad that I did not need to use them for this procedure.

I am using one of the blankets that I recovered before heading to the hospital to cover him up, although it is still dirty and damp around the edges; so is the other one I took for that matter, but I am hanging it out to dry. I will give it to him once it is ready.

*She is quiet for a few minutes.* We were lucky enough to get here before that storm hit a few days ago. A few of the old window panes are broken, and I could hear the clatter of the falling hail stones from down here. I... do not know what these next few days will bring, but I am prepared to stay here until the wound on Sai's neck heals from his regenerating abilities.

[Private to Chopin]

[identity profile] invisible-ai.livejournal.com 2008-05-25 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
You're... used to this? Frederic... I'm so sorry.

No, I shall not ask any more of you. It would not be right. Still, I wish there was more that I could do, and I do not would wish for you to believe that your feelings are foolish. They are yours and as real as your heart, and you would be doing yourself a great injustice to ever think otherwise. Just as I would be doing myself a great injustice if I was not honest with you, and chose to go against my own feelings.

You were never a nuisance to me, Frederic. There is nothing that you have done that you need be forgiven for.