Hearken To Me, Dear Sister
Azrael frowned when the physician entered the cubicle in which she was lying.
"OK, young lady. I have just been informed that you haven't been feeling well for......umm...
how long?" She looked him over which some alarm. She thought she knew all the doctors on her
shift, but this one was new......kind of cute, actually.
"About a week, really......" She replied. He was cute. The paramedic smiled. How could
you, Az. Okay, granted he's got kickass looks, but stop already! Then she began to feel dizzy...
and a strange feeling came over her, everything became pronounced: she could hear the smallest
sound. Then she realized that there was something vaguely familiar about the blond-haired hunk in
front of her......
He pulled the curtain around the stretcher shut, turned and walked casually over to her. He
placed his hand on her shoulder.
"You know, I had the same feeling come over me when I first Awakened. It's an odd feeling,
really, but just a defense mechanism. It lets you know when others like you are nearby." He bent
to whisper in her ear, "No, I'm not a regular here. I was sent here by the Prince. I'm going to release
you into your "brother's" care. I'm going to recommend that you take a short leave of absence. You
need time. And they need to give you space."
Azrael looked deep into his gaze. You know, all this should seem strange and terribly out of
place. But I know what he's talking about. It's finally all beginning to make sense. "So then everything
that I've been dreaming has.....been.....real?"
The doctor stood upright and smirked. "I cannot answer for the dreams. I can advise you to
think about what you think you've dreamed, and what is reality at this point. I'm merely a friend of your
Sire. I owe him a favor or two. And I know what you are going through. At least you know who yours
is. I didn't have that luxury." And at that he disappeared into the outer limits of the Emergency Room,
leaving his perplexed patient to her thoughts as she waited for the one who would come for her.
Azrael frowned when the physician entered the cubicle in which she was lying.
"OK, young lady. I have just been informed that you haven't been feeling well for......umm...
how long?" She looked him over which some alarm. She thought she knew all the doctors on her
shift, but this one was new......kind of cute, actually.
"About a week, really......" She replied. He was cute. The paramedic smiled. How could
you, Az. Okay, granted he's got kickass looks, but stop already! Then she began to feel dizzy...
and a strange feeling came over her, everything became pronounced: she could hear the smallest
sound. Then she realized that there was something vaguely familiar about the blond-haired hunk in
front of her......
He pulled the curtain around the stretcher shut, turned and walked casually over to her. He
placed his hand on her shoulder.
"You know, I had the same feeling come over me when I first Awakened. It's an odd feeling,
really, but just a defense mechanism. It lets you know when others like you are nearby." He bent
to whisper in her ear, "No, I'm not a regular here. I was sent here by the Prince. I'm going to release
you into your "brother's" care. I'm going to recommend that you take a short leave of absence. You
need time. And they need to give you space."
Azrael looked deep into his gaze. You know, all this should seem strange and terribly out of
place. But I know what he's talking about. It's finally all beginning to make sense. "So then everything
that I've been dreaming has.....been.....real?"
The doctor stood upright and smirked. "I cannot answer for the dreams. I can advise you to
think about what you think you've dreamed, and what is reality at this point. I'm merely a friend of your
Sire. I owe him a favor or two. And I know what you are going through. At least you know who yours
is. I didn't have that luxury." And at that he disappeared into the outer limits of the Emergency Room,
leaving his perplexed patient to her thoughts as she waited for the one who would come for her.