Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!, and I am not a doctor.
Dedicated to Dave, hope you're having fun walking the dogs.
Entry collection no. 6: I'm Only Human
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Dear Journal,
Well, it looks as though Mathews-san did ask one of my staff out, because I overheard Omi-san threatening to, and I quote here, 'gouge out his liver with a plastic spoon and make Mathews-san eat it, and he'd better bloody well enjoy it.' Sadly, I was not able to ascertain from the brief period of time that I was passing the door exactly which of the two nurses Mathews-san has asked to go with him to the movies, and I am not going to ask. Omi-san still did not look pleased when I keyed open the door to check on them.
Well, I say check on them. More like 'make sure that Omi-san wasn't actually going to fulfil any of his threats in the immediate future', than 'make sure that they were both comfortable'.
The finalists in this tournament are off the ship at the moment, with the majority of their friends. This means that, while I don't get any help from Mokuba-sama when some of the guards are being uppity, it also means that there's less interference from the children when I'm looking after Kujaku-san, and, as Ishtal-san is a finalist, it minimises the chances of Rashiid-san being killed on my watch.
This also means that I don't have to be quite so careful when going to check on him, too.
Jounouchi-san's younger sister has chosen to stay on this ship and keep a personal vigil at Kujaku-san's side, and Isis-sama is alternating between Rashiid-san and Kujaku-san as well, so I know they're both being looked after. I've instructed both of them to alert me at once about any chances in either patient's condition.
Now, much as I trust Isis-sama, I am still unaware of Bakura-san's current position – or his current medical state, for that matter. I don't know how bad that wound in his arm is… I just don't know!
Because I still don't know, I have asked one of the guards – no, I'm not planning on learning his name. If I have to know it at some point, I'll find out from his medical records – to do a room-by-room search. I know that Isis-sama said that Bakura-san is quite safe, but this is coming from the woman with a literal maniac for a brother. I'm quite convinced that Ishtar-san knocked me out and took my pass card earlier on this trip. I don't have any proof – yet – but I'm going to take a look at the video from the security cameras.
Actually, it might not be a bad idea to take a look for Bakura-san on the tapes, as well. It may take me a while to work through them, but it'll at least occupy my time.
I'm only human. I can't spend all my time worrying about two of my patients, not when one of them is missing, and I still have to find him.
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Later…
Well, I was right. Ishtal-san did knock me out and take my pass card. I was able to find that out pretty quickly. I've got an approximate time for when I blacked out, and I know where I was, to boot.
Of Bakura-san, however, there is no sign. I have to first narrow down the timeframe for his disappearance, and narrow down my search-area. I'm going through the tapes for the room I placed Bakura-san in after his collapse. No luck so far. Mazaki-san is in there with him, and she seems more intent on looking at a necklace at the moment. Bakura-san hasn't mov-
Oh my. I wasn't dreaming, I did see a shadow leave the room! There's a faint shadow, just next to Mazaki-san, and it leaves the room just before I enter! There's me, opening the door, and there's a faint shadow passing me!
Cape? Check. Turban? Check. Ghostlike appearance? Check, check, check. What's going on here? I don't think this blimp is old enough to be haunted, but still… Maybe, after this tournament is over, I'll ask Mokuba-san to look over this tape, to make sure that it's not just me, that I'm not really going crazy.
Away from the possibility of haunted blimps now, I owe the guard in charge of the cameras a cordless drill for her husband's birthday. I'd better write down what make she wanted me to get for him…
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JK: Since somebody liked my version of Shaadi's appearance in the first collection, I decided to put a bit of an elaboration into this collection, as a bit of a thank-you present.
Why a cordless drill? My father always says that you can never have too many cordless drills or clamps. My personal take on this is that you can never have too many screwdrivers or paperclips, but there you have it.