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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 9, 2012 1:06:26 GMT -5
Oliver watched the nurse leave. Well...he could go to others... This Jane Doe wasn't doing anything.... He started for the door but something turned him back to her.
Oliver Piper gave a soft sigh. "Seven years..." he murmured sadly. "And no one's claimed you...." He sat next to the bed and placed his hand on hers. "What could your name be?..." He looked down to his antique flute. "......but you really seemed to like this....." He looked back to the woman. ".....Maybe......maybe I'll take care of you...." Oliver didn't know why. But...this woman intrigued him....
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 9, 2012 1:34:41 GMT -5
A few minutes later Dr. Whale came through the door.
“Hello Mr. Piper” he said nodding to Oliver.
He went over to the Jane Doe to check on her. “Nurse Stringam told me what happened, very interesting…”
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 9, 2012 1:51:17 GMT -5
Oliver rose to his feet then. "Dr. Whale" he greeted politely. The young man allowed the good doctor to look the Jane Doe over first before he continued. "Then...do you believe it Doctor? I mean....would you care to see it yourself?" Without a moments hesitation however, Oliver began to play once more. A different melody, but just as beutiful.
Upon reaching the end of his song, he removed the flute from his lips. "Dr. Whale....being as she has no one.....would I be allowed to stay with her? For the evening?"
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 9, 2012 2:10:25 GMT -5
“Well… I haven’t hear of anything like it, but strange things have happened here,” he said turning to Oliver.
He listened and watched when the other man started playing his flute, then watched with wonderment as the Jane Doe did everything she had done every time the flute was played, once the flute stopped it took him a minuet to relies he was being asked something.
“Hmm? What? Oh… well I’m not sure if that’s acceptable… seeing as you have no connection with her, normally only family members can stay that long” he thought for a moment. “But… seeing as she has non, that we know of, maybe just this one time,” he said with a nod and a smile.
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 10, 2012 1:57:08 GMT -5
Oliver gave a greatful look. "Thanks Dr. Whale. As odd as the request probably was....I think this Jane Doe would say thanks too..if she could." He looked back down to her.
After Whale assured Oliver that he'd be able to get back in after he got his overnightbag and left, Oliver went and did just that. he hurried back to the hospital and let the receptionist know that Dr. Whale said he could go in and stay with the Jane Doe for the evening.
Oliver changed, got ready for bed, and took a seat next to the Jane Doe. He gently took her hand.
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 10, 2012 2:21:01 GMT -5
The night went by slowly, the only constant sound in the room all night was the faint ticking of the clock over the door and the machines the Jane Doe was hooked up to, occasionally the rustling movement of Oliver as he slept, every now and then someone would check in the room to see how things were, it seemed that the morning would never come but of course it did, the light begin to shine through the window right on to the Jane Does bed, faint chirping of birds were starting to be herd from outside, morning had come, a nice sunny day.
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 11, 2012 0:12:52 GMT -5
That next morning, Oliver awoke with sun in his eyes
After realizing where he had spent the night, he looked over to the Jane Doe. No movement from her at all. He gave a soft sigh and got up to get cleaned and dressed for the day.
He made his way out the the streets and allowed himself time to walk to Gold's Pawn shop. He still had rent to pay on his apartment space after all.
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 11, 2012 0:14:37 GMT -5
The owner was in the back room.
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 11, 2012 1:33:27 GMT -5
The bell inside the shop tinkled. "Mr Gold? Are you in?" came a male's voice accented with a british undertone. "I've come to pay the rent on my apartment space."
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 11, 2012 19:06:27 GMT -5
He came out of the back room. "Ah, good day Mr. Piper."
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 11, 2012 22:38:07 GMT -5
Oliver Piper smiled. Oddly enough, he was one of a rare few who didn't mind coming into the antque shop and speaking with its owner.
"So, how much do I owe you this month, Sir?" he asked cheerfully as he law his flute down and took out his checkbook. "Go easy on me" he quipped. "I'm meerly a teacher."
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 11, 2012 23:13:50 GMT -5
"Same as always," Gold told him
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 12, 2012 0:15:53 GMT -5
"Shoot, and here I was thinking you'd lighten up on me" Oliver quipped as he filled out the check. "Just wishful thinking I suppose, yes?" The music teacher handed the completed check to the pawn man and picked up his flute as if to leave. He then looked at the instrument. "Say Mr. Gold, know anything about musical instruments?"
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 12, 2012 0:16:47 GMT -5
"You mean, playing any of them?"
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 12, 2012 0:20:06 GMT -5
At that, he chuckled. "No offence, but I don't see you as a music man. No, I mean...old ones. This is an antique store as well, is it not?"
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