Act 1: The encounter
Nazo woke up to birds chirping outside the window. As he looked around with his eyes half open, adjusting to the light, he could not detect where he is. He felt sore, every muscle seemed to hurt, and even blinking was not a comfortable thing to do. (This looks like a hospital, must've been exhausted after the battle). He shuffled himself upwards, resting his back against the bedpost and the wall. (That's right, I graduated. Where's my headband).
He reached underneath his shirt, but it was gone. (Where did it go?) He glanced around the room, looked over at the table on the far side of the room, but all that was there, was his pouch of seeds. He bent sideways to look underneath his bed, holding on to the opposite side, so that he wouldn't fall out of bed.(not here either)
Before Nazo could realize it, the floor became the first party to enjoy lip action from Nazo, as he did not have enough power in his arms to hold on to the bed, sending him face-first towards the neatly waxed floor.
"AARGH…. That's it!" Nazo said, twitching one eye slightly.
Nazo got up, scraped his face off the floor, whirlwinded his way through the hospital room – practically rearranging the furniture as if it were a decorating show- looking for his belongings and then headed for the door, with his pouch as the only thing he found.
Reaching for the door knob, the door suddenly smashed open, crashing Nazo against the wall, between the door and the hallway wall.
Unknown: "Oh dear, our patient seems to have left." As the door swung closed again, revealing Nazo pinned to the wall, his face on the door. Feeling his way to the door, he retrieved his face, twitched his eye a bit more…
Nazo: …
Unknown: "my my, that must've hurt… Luckily, you're in the right place for that" and she smiled at him.
Nazo looked at her, she was probably a couple of years older than he was and judging by her clothes, she was an intern at the hospital. She was holding on a couple of sheets, She wasn't that ugly to look at though: a pair of glasses to hide her eyes behind, purple hair that was pinned up with a hair-comb. A few hairs escaped the comb, giving her that "special" something.
Unknown: "I said ..are you okay?"
Shaken to reality by her voice, Nazo said: Listen lady, all I want to know, is where my stuff is. It's very precious to me, and it's all I want to know actually.
Unknown: There there, that's not very polite. I was merely checking to see you were uninjured. You could at least answer my inquiry about your wellbeing?
Nazo: I appreciate the concern, but I really just want my stuff. I'll be fine, it's not the first, just like last time, just a little worse. You can't seem to help me though, so I'll be going to find someone who can.
Nazo turned around and once again headed for the door, feeling his face to check whether his nose had not turned into a huge cauliflower from the two hits in 10 seconds.
Behind his back, the lady changed her friendly appearance. Her smile disappeared; she now looked menacing that even Nazo could feel it, although he was not facing her. A chilling wind entered through the window, sending a shiver down Nazo's back.
Unknown: That is NOT how you treat a lady, you know. You do NOT turn your back to a lady, understood?
Nazo tried to act cool as he kept strolling towards the door, looking sideways, so he could catch a glimpse of her in the corner of his eye. As soon as she had caught his eye, he stopped his movement. "Lo-look lady, I-I didn't mean to insult you…honestly". Nazo noticed the sheets flapping in his direction, guided by the wind, as if they were the train of a wedding gown placed on the wrong side of the bride. In the meantime, those few strands of hair seem to move like daisies in the wind. The mysterious lady seemed to pierce Nazo with her eyes, making Nazo unsure where to look and what to say.
"Hey, look at that…isn't it a lovely day outside…I think I'll go enjoy the sun" Nazo tried.
unknown: GET BACK IN BED, NOW!
Before Nazo could protest, his legs had already carried him into the bed and he had shuffled himself back underneath the blanket, and put his head back on the pillow.
After the wind subsided, the lady went over to the table, picking up the pouch Nazo dropped in his cartoonish move back to his bed, placed the sheets on the table, alongside the pouch.
"In case you're feeling a bit chilly at night" she smiled as she walked to the door.
As soon as she had opened the door, Nazo, clamping his blanket, looked over his shoulder, apologetic. "I'm sorry lady. I'm really attached to that headband…well, to both now that I've passed the academy. Shouldn't have taken it out on you. Sorry."
The girl stood still, looked at Nazo with a sense of calm over her. Then she tilted her head slightly, put an enchanting smile as she squinted her eyes and raised her shoulders and said "it's okay. Everyone goes through life as they please" and she left.
Nazo stared at the door a bit, thinking that it was a really weird thing that just happened. (if every day is going to be like this, I'm going to lose more than my face).
Suddenly, a head popped back into the room. "Oh, by the way"
- "AAAAAARGH"
My name is Tairaki Moui. I'll be your nurse while you stay here, this is my floor, so be sure to shout if you need something.
She winked and whizzed back out.
(thank god I'm in the hospital already, that girl is going to give me a heart attack). While Nazo thought this, he smiled. "Don't worry…Tairaki. I'll be a good patient now" he muttered almost inaudibly.
