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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 18, 2012 21:04:15 GMT -5
"Well, I could see what I can do with it," he nodded
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 18, 2012 23:11:47 GMT -5
"Again, I don't quite know how I'd pay you..." He then hesitated before he added "any idea how long it may take? I volunteer at the hospital see, and there's a Jane Doe there..she'd been in a coma for seven years! Can you believe it? Anyway, long story short, I play that flute for patients sometimes so I played for her...and she reacts! She doesn't wake up....but she's reacted to that flute which was more than well...anything these past seven years according to Dr. Whale..."
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 19, 2012 20:11:00 GMT -5
"To be honest, it's in quite good condition," he told him, "It shouldn't take very long."
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Post by Reaperess/Angelqiue DeMuerto on Jun 20, 2012 1:22:48 GMT -5
MEANWHILE! At Mercy Medical Hospital (OOC: As said in Spongebob's Narrator's voice hehe)
..Returning from her long chat with Dr Whale, and getting some papers, on some of recent deceased. Most were, already written vouchers on how they wanted their love one done, taking care of. Then where some, notes written by the "Good Doctor" himself. On other residents, who may not make it and without families, and NEW! Proper protoal calls, of how John/Jane does need to be taken care off, and burials.
Riffling through these notes and walking in clip steps, through walls, alone. One of these 'Jane Does' appeared.
Her? She thought. Last she checked on her, she was doing fine. She seemed stable enough, and she did have keen sense on knowing when one is die or not...If she wished to use it. It wasn't 100% Sure if who ever would die..Faith can always be changed..But just either lining thoughts of darkness or light..She got..when studying people marked for deadly times a head..
She turned it off, it just to scary to use anymore..She trained herself to forget..BUT HOW WELL? She just remembered it!
"FUCK!" She hissed and stomped her foot in public..
Turning back down the hall, to that ward. In which, this lady was located. Visting hours were, done. Some times, being of the medicinal profession had its perks. With a little white lie, she claimed she was there, upon request of her mentor..When question..She shrewishy replayed.."Hell, would I know..I 'm just the message..."
She allowed passage, and moved to her. Setting down slowly to her bedside. Running her pale hands, through her hair. Leaning in closer, as her eyes widen, with a strange twisted glee...Almost "touched" She was right in place, for that. With asylum underneath and all.
Angel softly and tenderly, rolled and nuzzled close to her. Laying on her side, resting on elbow, leaning on what little pillow was exposed. "...Hmmm...Hi there..." She started to roll her finger around the tubing and other hard wiring, she was strapped to, keeping her attached to life..As if she absentmindly, talking to a girl friend her on telephone, twisting the cord.
"..I have no idea, what Dr Whale, is talking about. Your going to be fine. Not sure how, or when. But you will...A shame though..Not a penny or a dime to your name...Ah..well that saying doesn't work. You have no name at the moment..Hmmm I think I will call you..For now...since I name all John/Jane here..It amuses me and my mentor.
She arched up a tad on the pillows. "...Hmm....what should I call you...Well your comtoast state...I KNOW...Sherry as in the Wine, and Comtoast = toast as if a toast at fiance dinner party...And you use wine for that...RIGHT!" She smiled..and nuzzled closer, whispered, deep into her ear.."Hi Sherry...I am Angelique, angel of short..hehe" She went on stoking hr hair. She was one of few, allowed to be herself...All of hospital staff, knew she had Autistic nature...Harmful, but still a bit off..At times..Better to let her be...Not sure what could happen if they corrected her, "awkward" ways.
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 20, 2012 1:35:17 GMT -5
"Alright, Mr Gold" Oliver said with a grin. "If the price is fair then for the referb, I'll say we've got a deal. Would you be able to do it while I wait? Or is it more extensive?" The music teacher glanced about the store subconciously then. "I wouldn't mind waiting if it isn't too long.."
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 20, 2012 1:38:05 GMT -5
"It shouldn't take very long," Mr. Gold replied, "Come back in an hour. Or wait. Whichever you like."
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 20, 2012 1:49:01 GMT -5
"I've never really 'looked' around here. May I?" Oliver asked politely. "If I get bored before the hour is up I'll simply go elsewhere" he said with a smile. "As easy as that."
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 20, 2012 1:53:06 GMT -5
"Be my guest," he said, gathering up the flute and going into the backroom
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 20, 2012 2:01:12 GMT -5
A nurse walked into the room and saw Angelique all nuzzled up to the Jane Doe, she raised her brows but didn’t say anything about it, she did walk right up to the bed though.
“Hello Miss. DeMuerto, could you please give her some room so I can work on her?” she asked politely.
She took the Jane Doe’s arm and started massaging it and moving it around, making the muscles work.
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 20, 2012 2:05:48 GMT -5
When Mr Gold left to go to the back room, Oliver Piper began to slowly wander the shop. Oddly enough, he had always been drawn to the...antique items. Or so it seemed. There was just something....mystifying about older knickknacks.
He stopped at some shelving and took a closer look at some of the items there. An ornately decorated box had caught his eye...
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 20, 2012 2:17:36 GMT -5
It was black, long, narrow and not very tall, it looked like on the sides it could be taken apart and put back together in a different way, even places that could be twisted or just slide to another area, there didn’t look like there was any latch or any other way that it could be opened, so with all the parts to it… it had to be some sort of puzzle box, the top of the box had a picture on it under a small glass, the picture was of a blue rose, it seemed to be light up from underneath, it must have had some kind of reflection to make it do that.
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Post by Reaperess/Angelqiue DeMuerto on Jun 20, 2012 2:21:51 GMT -5
She looked up, with a yawn. " Hm..I think I feel a sleep there, for a moment. Long hours with school work, and with my Mentor...it drains you.." She smiled, as wiggled away a tad, and pretty much, hopped back broad of the bed, and moved her way back to outer floor.
"..I have a feeling..she will be alright..." She smiled...
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 20, 2012 2:36:47 GMT -5
The nurse nodded to the girl as she left and then went back to working on the Jane Doe, moving around her limbs, she had to do this two to three times a day, so the Doe's Muscles wouldn't stiffen up or worse.
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 20, 2012 11:59:47 GMT -5
Oliver brought the box down carefully from the shelf to get a better look. The blue rose was very pretty, and the box itself looked as if it -might- be able to open...
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 20, 2012 20:25:55 GMT -5
There was a faint sound of moving gears inside the box, something you would not expect to here inside a box like this.
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