Ev E Vunkad Oui
Chapter 1: Ela and Vena
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"Wow. It looks like a bad case, really. I thought that they had enough common sense to wipe their eyes with the backs of they hands, too. Maybe he scratched himself when he was passed out, like a muscle spasm, perhaps? Hmm.." stated a pondering voice. The high, feminine voice sighed. Soon things came into focus for the young man in the bed. Before him were several people dressed in white. He noted that they must have been doctors of some kind, although they seemed more advanced in medical knowledge then he could remember doctors being.
A man, who appeared to be in charge, was talking to the woman who had spoken before. "Well, at least his body temperature rose in the past hour. He was stone cold when he was brought in. I just hope we can save him." The Large nosed doctor sighed, rubbing his bald forehead.
"Yeah, I know. I mean, they need as much population as they can hold up..." commented a young doctor-in-training. He glanced back at the professionals, and was aware of their annoyed looks, glares, and indifferent glances. Despite a few of the other expressions of amusement and held back laughter, he bowed his head. "Err.. Sorry. I mean... but... well... still... You all know... Um... ah... know what I'm saying." The young medic stammered, apologizing more out of fear of losing this chance to became a full fledged doctor then actual regret for his comment.
"Hmm... Doctor Kyan, I think he's coming to! What should I do?" asked the woman. She was a medium-height for her age, which was around twenty or so. Her brownish reddish colored hair was tied back in a loose, sloppy ponytail which did nothing but prevent those long strands away from her front. Though she donned the same medical apron worn by the other nurses, the clothing she wore beneath were basic street clothes. Green. That was most easily noticed thing about the pants, the shirt, the hat. It was all green.
Aside from these however, was her hands. On her left hand, was a pair of see-though gloves which reveled a slight bit of scarring from a possible burn. A night-indigo glove of some foreign material covered the other hand. The fingers of the glove were a light, iced blue. And smack between the fingers and wrist was the beginnings of a brightly, beautifully woven phyrfly. The tail stretched and spin the length of her right arm.
She wasn't the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen, though she had her own attractive qualities. Still, the person in bed decided she was his type, but wasn't his one and only.
At that moment, she spoke up this time to him. "Um, Hello? Do you feel all right, sir?"
He attempted to push himself up to speak, but found that his strength had escaped him. So instead, he mearly whispered from his lax position. "Where am I? Who... who the hell are you people?"
"Well, umm.. You're in Bevelle hospital. My name is Shelinda, and I was called in to try and heal you.
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A/N: Umm, I'm going to update this chapter later. This is a basic preview. I just wanted to get this up for right now. So, No review replies yet. Next time I upload, K?
Chapter 1: Ela and Vena
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"Wow. It looks like a bad case, really. I thought that they had enough common sense to wipe their eyes with the backs of they hands, too. Maybe he scratched himself when he was passed out, like a muscle spasm, perhaps? Hmm.." stated a pondering voice. The high, feminine voice sighed. Soon things came into focus for the young man in the bed. Before him were several people dressed in white. He noted that they must have been doctors of some kind, although they seemed more advanced in medical knowledge then he could remember doctors being.
A man, who appeared to be in charge, was talking to the woman who had spoken before. "Well, at least his body temperature rose in the past hour. He was stone cold when he was brought in. I just hope we can save him." The Large nosed doctor sighed, rubbing his bald forehead.
"Yeah, I know. I mean, they need as much population as they can hold up..." commented a young doctor-in-training. He glanced back at the professionals, and was aware of their annoyed looks, glares, and indifferent glances. Despite a few of the other expressions of amusement and held back laughter, he bowed his head. "Err.. Sorry. I mean... but... well... still... You all know... Um... ah... know what I'm saying." The young medic stammered, apologizing more out of fear of losing this chance to became a full fledged doctor then actual regret for his comment.
"Hmm... Doctor Kyan, I think he's coming to! What should I do?" asked the woman. She was a medium-height for her age, which was around twenty or so. Her brownish reddish colored hair was tied back in a loose, sloppy ponytail which did nothing but prevent those long strands away from her front. Though she donned the same medical apron worn by the other nurses, the clothing she wore beneath were basic street clothes. Green. That was most easily noticed thing about the pants, the shirt, the hat. It was all green.
Aside from these however, was her hands. On her left hand, was a pair of see-though gloves which reveled a slight bit of scarring from a possible burn. A night-indigo glove of some foreign material covered the other hand. The fingers of the glove were a light, iced blue. And smack between the fingers and wrist was the beginnings of a brightly, beautifully woven phyrfly. The tail stretched and spin the length of her right arm.
She wasn't the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen, though she had her own attractive qualities. Still, the person in bed decided she was his type, but wasn't his one and only.
At that moment, she spoke up this time to him. "Um, Hello? Do you feel all right, sir?"
He attempted to push himself up to speak, but found that his strength had escaped him. So instead, he mearly whispered from his lax position. "Where am I? Who... who the hell are you people?"
"Well, umm.. You're in Bevelle hospital. My name is Shelinda, and I was called in to try and heal you.
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A/N: Umm, I'm going to update this chapter later. This is a basic preview. I just wanted to get this up for right now. So, No review replies yet. Next time I upload, K?