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11. Esthar doctors.....and ex-cadets
Esthar: a place of technology, of advances, of isolation, of fate.....not so great when it comes to the last part, she thought as the train entered the station. Wetting her lips she looked at the directory, the station was huge. With its blue glass walls and golden lined edges, the floors looking like something out of a computer. Everything bright, and alive in some way, recording, or that's what she felt it to be. Recording, and living, the walls as they shimmered with movement and the transportation devises, they flared to life when you grew near.
The city, still isolated, received everything through garden; its publicity was directed towards the continent instead of the city, deciding to remain neutral and afar. Quistis looked straight ahead as she walked to the hotel; the mode of transportation had an affect on her stomach. She was controlling the feeling as best she could, her bags not so heavy, as she carried them along.
The orange tint of the sunset was settling upon everything, slowly and purposely everything turned green with the hues mixing in her eyes. She gripped the seat as she felt her stomach turn from the motions and movements caused by gravity. She stopped at the intersection by the shopping district and went to the nearest dinner. The dinner was large and there were large amounts of people there, eating and conversing, Quistis spoke a few words with the waitress and then hastily made her way to the restrooms.
Once back outside she exited and went on her way, her lunch stayed with the dinner and she couldn't bring herself to eat anything else. Blue curious eyes studied everything they saw, for the first time Quistis was witnessing the world. Not examining possible enemies or looking for suspicious characters but observing human nature, or to put it more directly she was observing her nature.
She walked along the blue and yellow painted street, the hotel doors slid open and a ding was heard from somewhere above. She felt the heat of light hit her face and came face to face with a screen behind it was a receptionist, Quistis spoke cautiously into the mic presented and relaxed when she saw the person on the other side lift the screen and show them selves. The man was stubby and round, with a strange hat that resembled that of a opera actor. She smiled politely as he approached and took her bags, he walked to the main desk and placed the bags in the carrier and called someone from a back room.
"Good afternoon, welcome, please step up....I'm sorry if I've frightened you!" he told her, his voice was strange the accent was familiar.
"Hello, no its alright." she said as she walked along side him.
"Good afternoon, this is the lovely hotel of Esthariapolis, I am the hotel receptionist, Arter." he said, Quistis looked at him for a second.
"Yes....well. Arter, I would like a room for a few nights, single." she explained simply, Arter played with something she couldn't see and then handed her a key.
"Your bellhop will carry your things to your room; you are to pay after you check out. Miss, if you have any questions please come see me. And breakfast is free, but it's only served until nine thirty. Have a pleasant stay!" he told her before he pressed a button and the whole desk disappeared.
Quistis shook her head and turned to where he had placed her bags, to see a bellhop waiting for her at the elevator. The hotel was medium size, the carpet was with a red base and had flora patterns and designs painted in dull yet different colors, she walked to the elevator and stepped inside, the bellhop along. She was on the third floor, she reached her door and the bellhop ran to open it for her.
"Ma'am?" he asked when she stood blinking at him, lost inside her head. She snapped out of it and entered the suite.
"Where would you like your bags ma'am?"
"Huh? Oh! Hm, put them right there." she told him, she looked at him when he didn't move and rolled her eyes at the money hungry look in his eyes.
"Here, thank you for all your help."
"No thank you, and if there's anything you need, dial six to reach room service, zero for the hotel receptionist and dial nine if you want to get out of the hotel lines. Enjoy your stay!" he told her before he closed the door.
Quistis looked at the room, the bed a queen, the covers were of wild animal designs, tigers fighting off hunters, the colors and design of it felt as if it were telling a story. The carpet was patterned and dark blue a large window was to the right of it; covered with curtains. She walked to the bathroom, the sink made of marble; the shower curtains were clean and pretty.
Sighing she looked at the mirror, the reflection was pale, unhealthy looking, she couldn't eat, she didn't want to pick up food, it all tasted bad, it all made her want to throw up. She washed her face with warm tap water and grabbed a pair of sandals from her bag. She shed off her clothes and put on a long silk white shirt, it looked like it was for a seven foot tall businessman and was form fitting, she buttoned a few buttons and then brushed her teeth
. First she grabbed the comforter on top and took it off the bed her hands gripping the ends, wrinkling up her nose at the next to go she took off the brownish ugly cloth cotton blanket and peeled it off, content with the smooth feeling white sheet, she climbed in smiling a little as she sunk in. Wrapping herself up, she stared at the wall opposite.
The room was dark, she heard the humming of the air conditioner and she felt the coldness of the mattress as it warmed with her exposed skin. Closing her eyes she fell asleep, the dark blue tinted walls and objects growing darker with the night. The room was silent as she slept, twice in the night, as the world lay down, she woke up and retched out her guts, the being inside causing some much trouble, she was quiet as she did this, both times she climbed slowly back into the hotel bed.
The chair was moving, rocking, as was everything else, the person sleeping on it was sweating bullets. The night air was humid and the fans were broken, turning he swore a few curses at the cause of his problems and then he swore some more and fell silent again.
Yelling he woke up, the ghosts of his past causing the black rings under his eyes that would be noticeable tomorrow. His boots thumped on the wood and the wind ruffled his golden hairs as he stepped out. The night was dark blue, a navy reflected by the colors of the sea, stars on both sides of the two-way mirror, his head tilted back as he took in the colonies of stars and constellations.
A few men were lounging around the deck, the rest probably asleep down below, he thought briefly before he went to sit on a stair step. His thoughts centered around Quistis as he stuffed his hands in his trench coat pockets, a black coat with fire crosses on the inside, branding them his. He thought on what he would do when he found her, and what he'd say if she were sick, I need to be ready to handle her, I don't know what to expect, he thought to himself.
Leroy got off the train and cursed to himself; the train had stopped in timber and then went by Dollet to pick up more passengers. Finally in Deling he walked it off, and went to the hotel; when he got there he had asked the desk clerk if he'd seen or checked in the woman in the photo he showed him but the man said that he wasn't allowed to give that information out.
"I'm her...boyfriend! I deserve to know!" he exclaimed, the desk clerk stepped back and tried to reason with him.
"Sir, calm down, I've not checked anyone in with that face or description. Please leave immediately, or I will be forced to call the police."
"Bastards, better not be lying! I swear inferior beings, you cannot stop me! I should end your worthless life now! You ha-.." his dramatics were cut off when a police officer punched him in the face and knocked him to the floor, the dark skinned man struggled for release, he tackled one of the men and broke his nose, three more were already restraining him when he looked up. They dragged him away cursing and screaming, his knees scrapped against the ground and he felt the blood run down his leg as they shoved him in the back of a cop car.
The room was welcomed with the tinted glow of the sun the next morning, her face winced when it hit her eyes, the cold atmosphere of the night before had gone down a bit. Quistis let herself wake up tentatively, untrusting of her stomach. She dressed and left her room after she found the number that Dr.kadowaski gave her and made an appointment. The office building was in a large, the outside was tall and it was covered in mirrored glass.
She walked inside and went to the elevators in the lobby, looking for the name of her doctor. Maternity level Ms.Greene....great, she thought as she rode the elevator till the seventh floor. Quistis was greeted with elevator music all the way to the doctors' office, entering the room to sign in she gave her name and sat down. The room was medium size, had a row of chairs by the door on the left and a couch across from the window to sign in which was on the wall opposite the door. A few more chairs were on the last wall, by the magazines.
Taking in her surroundings like she was trained she noticed two pregnant women seating on a couch having a conversation while they feed their kids milk from bottles, there were two men sitting on the other side of them and Quistis guessed they were the fathers. To the right of her was a couple sitting in chairs and she sat by the lamp and rack of magazines. Sighing inwardly she looked around and noticed that most people in the room were around their mid-thirties.
Quistis looked at the clock and sighed, the room had emptied and she was still waiting. The door opened and at first all she could see was a guy with black hair, the girl came in next, Quistis noted she was no older than nineteen. The couple looked at Quistis embarrassedly and then sat on the couch; narrowing her eyes she wondered where she had seen them before.
"Quistis Trepe?" the girl called timidly, Quistis looked their way and stood up.
"Abby? Vin? What happened?" she asked after a few seconds.
"Remember when we quit seed a few years ago?" Quistis nodded.
"Well it was because I was pregnant, we got married and we're having our second kid. We weren't allowed to stay at garden after we hooked up but we didn't care. We've been living here and he is working at the presidential palace, we both are." she told the twenty year old blonde.
"Well, congratulations!" she told them, she could barely remember them but she did remember having them for a class once.
"Ms. Trepe...doctor will see you now." the nurse came out at that time and the couple looked at the former classmate with utter disbelief. Quistis smirked after she turned into the doctors' room and was directed to the office to the far right. She was greeted by a doctor with dark hair and light skin, her eyes were hidden behind glasses and her office was clean, and nicely decorated. Quistis sat down on one of the few chairs in front of the desk..
"Hello, I'm Angelina Greene, I understand that you've already confirmed that your pregnant by another doctor, Ms. Trepe. I would just like to say that I'm honored that someone of such high statures in the world, a hero, would come to my business." she told the war veteran, Quistis shifted her eyes.
"I would appreciate it if you kept this to yourself." Quistis said.
"Yes, Dr.kadowaski, a good colleague of mine, told me about your situation, well, she told me some things I needed to know. Garden will not hear about this anywhere."
"Now, I need you to fill these out and we can go from there." she told Quistis with a reassuring smile as she handed her the forms and gave her a clipboard and pen to write with.
Quistis spent the rest of the appointment filling out forms and talking with the doctor about her medical record, she was told she had to take a blood test among others. When she finished she gave everything to the nurse, feeling exposed and very wrong about the whole thing for some reason.
Seifer gave the crew instructions to sell two crates to other fishermen and left to take a transit to the city itself. Esthar had grown; it built a dock by the railroad and a transit to reach the actual city. Once he was inside he pulled up a cap he had and placed it on his head, the hood came next.
He had to be careful in a place like this; he walked up to a computer terminal and checked out all of the hotels in a library in one of the districts. The screen showed a few in each district. One by one he eliminated what he thought she wouldn't go to, then he looked at the best bargain prices for best service, Seifer rubbed his head.
Then he saw it, it screamed Quistis, It was in the same district as the presidential palace though, the Esthariapolis. she would go here, I'll mark it, he thought as he scanned for other places she would stay. The Eledainte, Siren Marietta, damn it, there're so many, he thought as he marked more places. Well, I better check okay all of them, by district, I'll walk through all of them, he thought as he printed the list.
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