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Stuck training cats. Dec 27, 2010 20:04:13 GMT -5

Post by vividwriter on Dec 27, 2010 20:04:13 GMT -5

Catherine Burns.

Training cats is really actually hard. When your a hemophiliac. But a person gets tired of the same ol' same ol. The only rush in cat training, is trying to stay away from those vicious claws. Cats are scary creatures. Especially when they howl/hiss. But I decided long ago I hate cats. If I get the tad bit careless and get a scratch, I'm in danger of bleeding to death. Couldn't they give me something else to do? We get shipments of stray cats from everywhere. The darned animal protection agency. There are so many evil stray cats out there, What's the harm in shootin' a few? Or drowning some? I don't know, I hate Cats.

The kicker is the first three letters of my name spell cat.

The cat screeches, and lunges for my face. Holy crap. I dodge, but the demonic creature catches me on the ear. I feel the warm, sticky blood against my neck. The supervisor immediately sends in a tranguilizor dart, and the cat falls unconscience to the floor. Why couldn't it be dead?

The medics rush in and sweep me out of the room. The world fuzzes up and I begin to feel like the drunkards look.

The world blacks out.

All because a scratch.

I wake up in the medics' office, and someone's dabbing that ointment on my ear. They usually use it with the lion or tiger tamers. To quickly heal large gashes.

Why me? Why me?

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Stuck training cats. Jan 1, 2011 0:49:32 GMT -5

Post by skylarversion2 on Jan 1, 2011 0:49:32 GMT -5

It was unusual for Xanti to get hurt. He'd been homeless for a while, and even though he was still cautious and wasn't as brave as his adoptive mother, Xerena, he was more courageous than those with homes around him. It had only taken a slip, a slip in a patch of oil, that had caused his arm to bend in the opposite direction.

They'd been climbing rocks, something that the duo did a lot, but the oil rigs and workers that had taken the district by storm had caused anger to inhabit Xanti. In his frustration, he'd not been careful, and his hand had slipped in that one patch of oil that had been dumped on the rocks by one of the oil rig workers.

Xerena had rushed him to a hospital, and as he sat in a medics office, the girl with the cut on her ear had came to. Xanti had been waiting for a while, for his arm to be cured, even through all of the screams, the girl with the cut on her ear got all the attention.

"Hey, maybe now that the girl's woken up, I can get some help?"

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Stuck training cats. Jan 1, 2011 11:20:41 GMT -5

Post by vividwriter on Jan 1, 2011 11:20:41 GMT -5

Catherine Burns (ooc Welcome Sky!)

The world swims into veiw as I regain consciencness. Doctor's hang over me with masks concealing their features from the nose down. I startle. I can never get used to their ghoulish faces greeting me when I wake up. The first time I screamed, and conveniently scratched myself on the scalple waiting for it's next patient on the table next to me.

"Hey, now that the girl's woken up, maybe NOW I can get some help?" An unfamiliar voice breaks the incessent beeping of the machine they've hooked up to my heart. For some reason I'm annoyed. I almost died dude! The doctor's seem to know this, and help me up. They have me say some lines to ensure my brain functions still intact. Then they test my coordination by having my touch my fingers to my thumb.

While I do this, I steal a look over at the other patient. black hair, thin lips, and a broken arm. As I touch my fingers together I say, "Hi."

(OOC. Skylar, are all your charries homo?)

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Stuck training cats. Jan 1, 2011 14:39:02 GMT -5

Post by skylarversion2 on Jan 1, 2011 14:39:02 GMT -5

ooc;; no. not all of them. just Xanti and Luther atm, the other four either don't know, are straight, or are neither.

Xanti had a short temper. Whether it was something he'd acquired from his biological mother or father or grandparents or anyone was unknown to him, considering he'd never learned anything about them other than the fact that they didn't see him as worthy of raising. He was glad of that, though, because even though being homeless wasn't exactly the best thing, he still would have never met Xerena if it weren't for her biological parents being the imbeciles that they were.

The girl next to him was blanketed with doctors, but through a locomotive movements test, she'd said to him, "Hi." Was that really all she could say? Xanti's arm was dismantled and all she said was the most common greeting in the existence of Panem? "Yeah, hi to you too. You got a name?" he'd asked. Perhaps it was stupid, because the pain in his arm still annoyed him, but he decided that a conversation at that moment couldn't be too bad.

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Stuck training cats. Jan 1, 2011 15:48:52 GMT -5

Post by vividwriter on Jan 1, 2011 15:48:52 GMT -5

"Yeah, hi to you too. You got a name?" The boy responds kurtly.

I roll my eyes, which sends the doctors into waves of conversation over how it's good I can roll my eyes. "No. I don't actually. My mother and Father never gave me a name. You can call me nameless." I raise my eyebrows. "Of course I have a name. Catherine Bu--OW!" A doctor pinches a nerve in my wrist.

"Good, she responded." He said to his collegue. She just nodded.

"I'm fine! Stop pinching me!" I rip my arm from his grasp.

"You have to be more carefull. We almost lost you this time." One doctor scolded me.

"We had to pump blood into you!" Another volunteered.

Well, that's new. It's getting worse recently. I look at my hospital room mate. "I'm a hemophiliac."

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Stuck training cats. Jan 1, 2011 20:16:39 GMT -5

Post by skylarversion2 on Jan 1, 2011 20:16:39 GMT -5

Save for the fact that he didn't know what being a hemophiliac meant, he had no interest in finding it out. In front of him, laying on his lap, was an arm with the letter 'v' being created in the forearm. "Hemophiliac. Ha. Sorry for you." He supposed that pain caused him to be angry, and that's something that probably was not biologically implanted in his traits. Xack, his adoptive father, who had kicked he and his adoptive mother out, was very aggressive when it came to things that hurt him. Instead of crying, or being still, he'd go on a rampage and break walls; ruin pictures, burn memories.

Xanti had been ignoring Xerena, which was a strange occurrence. He spoke to his best friend, who just happened to be known as 'Mom.' "Hey, Mom? You think you can maybe tell the freaking doctors to help ME?"

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Stuck training cats. Jan 1, 2011 20:20:58 GMT -5

Post by vividwriter on Jan 1, 2011 20:20:58 GMT -5

Catherine Burns.

The kid does need attention. I realize I'd be upset if a girl with a cut on her ear got more attention than me. "I'm fine. Go help the kid." I shoo the doctors away. They give me a frown.

"We have responsibilities to the workers first."

"I'm sure he works, doing, something." I eye the boy curiously. "Just fix his arm. Geez, it's backwards. Look at it." I know these doctors almost personally. That's the only reason I get to talk to them like this.

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Stuck training cats. Jan 1, 2011 22:45:21 GMT -5

Post by skylarversion2 on Jan 1, 2011 22:45:21 GMT -5

Relief filled Xanti as a doctor dressed a stethoscope up against his chest, telling Xanti to take deep breaths. As the doctor slowly moved the cold metal around on his warm chest, Xanti looked over towards the girl named Catherine and thanked her. "Thanks, Catherine. You're not as bitc- I mean, you're not as stingy as I thought you were." He looked down at his arm and a sour pain shot out of his arm and made him moan.

"Doctor, are you gonna be able to help him? Please say yes," Xerena said. "Yes, but he'll be under the knife." And then Xerena screamed.

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Stuck training cats. Jan 2, 2011 9:04:22 GMT -5

Post by Riro on Jan 2, 2011 9:04:22 GMT -5

OOC; Mind if I join? For background info on my post see, here. She fell off a horse at Lethe's house.
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The hospital. Laura Ret Temoli had seldom visited this place, she had been here once before to pick up a disgusting pink medicine for her sick twin brothers, but that was a while ago. Hospitals always depressed her, with all the sick, mangaled, bleeding, and coughing people stuffed inside of them.

Especially this one. There was a couch had stuffing hanging out of it, and the wallpaper was especially horrible. It was pretty plain besdies that, with a white, dirty carpet with a large red stain on it that looked suspiciously like blood. And the smell. Laura wanted to hold her nose everytime she entered. It was like a mix of vomit, blood, and sickness. The place was evil, Laura was sure.

It made Laura want to get sick herself, to puke over the floor. She walked through, no, she was dragged at the elbow by pinching fingers, through the doors to the only hospital in district five. "Mom," she complained, for the hundreth time. "I am fine, really! I don't need to see a doctor. See, no broken bones," she held up her arms to indicate her point. "And they were just small scratches."

Her mother said nothing, just pursed her lips and continued onwards, pulling Laura behind her. "I am so worried about Lethe, although. Poor girl. I should never had let you go there," Laura's mother spoke in a soft, stiff voice, stern like it usually was. Laura got quite, and looked towards the floor. She really had no friends, no one but her family. And when she finally got the chance to meet someone, to visit there house, it had to go horribly. "It was an accident," Laura continued, groaning. "Not Lethe's fault. Not any of our faults." But still her mother would not listen.

As her mother delt with the receptionist desk, Laura looked around the room. There were two other patients here, a girl and a boy, and they seemed to know each other. At least they were talking to each other, or arguing rather. Without turning around to her mother, she walked over to them.

"Hello," Laura's voice was tight. She spoke to the to other patients. "What are your names? I am Laura, it is nice to meet you." She extended her hand as in a handshake gesture. They both turned to her, and Laura got a better look at both of them.

The girl had medicine and cloth on her ear, and she looked faintly familular, like Laura had seen her around sometime, maybe from walking around town. The other one, the boy, she did not recognize at all. His arm seemed to be twisted at an odd direction, like it really hurt. Laura winced. And then she stood there, feeling like and idiot as she waited from them to reply to her.

Last Edit: Jan 2, 2011 9:06:33 GMT -5 by Riro

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Stuck training cats. Jan 2, 2011 23:54:32 GMT -5

Post by vividwriter on Jan 2, 2011 23:54:32 GMT -5

Catherine Burns

The boy almost called me that name? I want to smack him, but instead open my mouth for a sharp retort. Luckily for the ears in the immediate vicinity, another girl walked in. She was a bit scratched up, and her mother was dragging her along.
"Hello. What are your names? I am Laura. Nice to meet you."

"Hi. I'm Catherine and that kid over there hasn't told me his name yet. Nice to meet someone who has decent manners."

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