This took way too long !H8UfLAg.DQ 2010/07/16 (Fri) 10:13 No. 120461 ▼
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Well, of course you have questions!
'Why are we here?'
'Where are we going?'
'What is beauty?'
'What is love?'
'Can I touch those?'
'Do these pants make me look fat?'
But you do not ask any of those, sensing that this is neither the time nor place for such things.
Instead, you find it more prudent to keep your line of questioning on purely relevant matters.
“How about dinner?” you inquire.
“Oh? Hungry already? That's good, I'll see about having something brought in for you, later.” she responds, not missing a beat.
“Er, where am I? Is this the hospital?”
“Something like that, yes.” she replies, picking up a pen and clipboard. “To be more specific, you are currently in my clinic. You do know where that is, I assume?”
“Um, in Eientei, right?”
“Very good.” she smiles, and jots something down. “Since you already know the 'where', I would assume you would also like to know the 'what', yes?”
With the way she's still smiling, you can't help but wonder if she's messing with you, or something.
“There's really not a lot too it, though. While responding to a perimeter alarm that had been tripped, some of our rabbits found you passed out at our door with an unconscious fairy and doll in your arms. Naturally, I had you brought in, admitted to the clinic, and administered the appropriate treatments.
“Treatments? For what?”
“Aside from general fatigue and dehydration? Well, the symptoms for the myriad of poisons you had managed to expose yourself to in the brief time since I last saw you seemed like a logical place to start.”
“...er, was it really that bad?”
At this, she sets her clipboard down on her lap, and looks at you seriously.
“Young man, were I not aware of just who that doll was and what she could do, my first guess would have been that you were swimming in the stuff. You had traces of poison everywhere. Your clothes, your skin, even your hair, to say nothing of what was in your lungs and bloodstream. In all honesty, it's amazing the worst you got from it was inflammation.”
“That much, huh?”
“Yes. I have some questions about that, as a matter of fact, but that can wait until we finish with your questions. What else would you like to know?”
Was there something else?
You would think there was, wasn't there?
“How about dinner?”
“Yes, don't worry, I will see to it you get something as soon as we are done here.”
No, not that.
Also, damn it, again.
“Oh! The ones that were with me! Medi and...um...that fairy! Where are they? Are they alright?”
At the mention of your companions, the doctor starts to smile again.
“Ah yes. Don't worry, they are both here. The doll, 'Medi', was experiencing some fatigue, I suspect due to engaging in some sort of strenuous exercise, but with a brief nap and a few teaspoons of potassium cyanide, she perked right back up. She had wanted to be here when you woke up, but as having the cause of your poisoning hanging around while you're undergoing treatment for said poisoning would be counter-productive, I had her go off and explore, instead.”
So, she just sent a poisonous living doll with a grudge against humanity loose in what is basically her home that doubles as a clinic for treating the sick and injured?
Well, if ]she's not worried about it...
“As for the fairy, well, see for yourself.”
Pointing to something past you, you turn to your left and see another bed beside your own, with the fairy lying in it.
She isn't conscious.
“What happened to her?”
“Oh, the condition we found her in was not much different from your own. Exposure to poison, fatigue, even signs of recent head trauma.”
“Unfortunately, given her smaller size, the effects on her were a bit more severe than they were on you, and what methods we would use on a human are not quite as useful on beings like her. In fact, in a case like with her, the most simple method would be to euthanize.”
“Euthanize? You mean...kill her?”
“That is generally what it means to euthanize something, yes,”
“But, how?! Why?! You're a doctor, aren't you? Isn't it your job to keep patients from dying?!”
Rather than look taken aback by your sudden outburst, she instead looks at you with...pity?
“Please don't get upset. The fact of the matter is, she is not a human, and so human treatments will simply not work like they should on her. More than that, she is a fairy.”
“What does that have to do with it? You're still suggesting killing her! That's...that's...”
“Only an inconvenience to something like her.”
Yes, she is definitely looking at you with pity right now.
“Fairies regenerate. When they die, they simply pop back into existence after a little bit of time. No injury, no illness, completely good as new..”
“Oh. Um. I knew that.
No you didn't.
“So, rather than extend her suffering by subjecting her to all sorts of unnecessary procedures in an attempt to heal her, would it not be simpler to painlessly put her out of that state of misery and wait for her to come back to life as she naturally would?”
Looking over at her, resting peacefully on her bed, you can't help but think the doctor is right.
Was this just a waste of time, then?
Would it have been better to just bash her skull in with a large rock rather than go to all this effort to drag her to a place that would have basically done the same, but in a far less brutal and messy manner? Then she wouldn't need a doctor anymore, nor would she need those bandages you see wrapped around her head and arms, and...
“Um, doc? Why is she bandaged up like that? I thought you said she would regenerate if you...you know....'euthanized' her.”
“If I had done that, yes. As you might be able to guess, however, I have not.”
Looking back at her, you see the doctor flipping through some papers. Notes, you would guess.
“Well, that's the interesting part, isn't it? For some reason, despite signs of damage remaining, particularly in regions of her brain, everything else appears to be making a full recovery. You may not realize, but that is rather unusual to see.”
“But of course. Regeneration in beings like her is typically 'all or nothing'. If they are damaged, they either regenerate all of it, or they don't regenerate at all. They then die, and return in their original, pristine state. For so much as even a small scar to persist is, basically, unheard of.”
“So, what's going to happen to her, now?”
Flipping through a few more pages, the doctor finally sets her clipboard back down, and smiles brightly at you.
“I honestly have no idea.”
“Well, we will wait for her to regain consciousness, of course. I would think I should give her a thorough examination, too, of course. And, should there be any problems, I will treat them in whatever manner seems most prudent. Of course.”
“And if there's nothing wrong?”
“Provided she is not experiencing any pain, discomfort, or any other effect that hinders her normal activities, I see no reason why further intervention on my part would be necessary.”
So, either way it seems as if things will somehow work out, as far as the fairy goes, huh?
“Well, that's good to know. I guess there's just one more thing I would like to know, though...”
“How about going to dinner?”
“Oh, there's no need for that. I shall have Udonge bring your meal here when we are done.”
“No, no, I mean...you.”
“I have already had my dinner for the evening.”
“No, I mean some other evening.”
“I would assume I will be having my dinners then, rather than now.”
She's gotta be doing this on purpose.
“In any case, if there are no further questions for me, I believe it is now my turn to ask you some-”
The doctor doesn't get the chance to finish her sentence, as she's cut-off by a muffled beeping. Reaching into her pocket, she pulls out a phone-like device, unfolds it, and puts one end to her ear in a phone-like manner.
If you had experts, they would probably be telling you it was a phone.
“Yes, what is it? I am with a patient right now, can this wait? Okay, calm down, say it again. 'She did' what? Hmm. Well of course that is what will happen when you mix them together. I assume you warned her about that. ...mmhmm. Hm. And what color is it now? Hm, I see. What color is she? Yes, well that is what I would expect. No, no, I can hear her laughing just fine. Mmhm. Mmhm. Well, that is what we have the blast-shields for, isn't it? Yes, yes, that will be fine. No, you don't have to go in there. Just continue to keep an eye on her Yes, yes, thank you. Goodbye.”
Snapping her little phone shut, she tucks it back into her pocket and smiles at you apologetically.
“Sorry about that.. Now, where were we?”
“Uh, you were going to ask me some stuff?”
“Ah! Right! Now, where did I put those...hm...”
Flipping through the stacks of paper nearest to her, the doctor searches for something, or at least tries to. With just the slightest hint of frustration upon her face, she gives up, turns towards the door, and calls out to someone.
“Udonge! Where is this patient's file?”
From your position in bed, you can't get the best view of the door, but you're sure you see it slide open and close again, yet see no one actually walking in. The only thing you do notice is a soft thumping on the floor, the source of which you finally see after a few seconds, as a large, strange-looking rabbit hops up to the doctor with a file folder balanced neatly on its head.
You were aware of people who dressed their animals, yet you still never imagined anyone ever making something like a blazer for a rabbit. ...and is that a wig it's wearing?
Picking up the folder, the doctor gives the rabbit an affectionate scratch behind the ears.
“Ah, that's the one. Thank you, Udonge.”
The rabbit looks up at the doctor, and makes a series of soft, sniffling sounds as it twitches its little nose.
“Hm? Yes, actually, some tea would be lovely. Would you care for some, young man?”
“Huh, uh, no thanks.”
“Very well then, just one tea for now, Udonge. Thank you.”
With a little bunny-nod, the oddly-dressed rabbit turns and begins to hop its way back to the door, as the doctor looks through the file.
“Now then, I just have a few standard questions I need to ask about your medical history. A number of them will be personal in nature, possibly embarrassing, but I will need you to be honest, alright?”
“Very good. Now, are you currently taking any medications?”
“Have you taken any medications within the past six months?”
“...er...I'm not even that old.”
“Ah, disregard that last one, then.”
“Any history of illnesses, physical or psychological, in your family?”
“I don't think so.”
“No heart disease? Cancer? Dementia?”
“Have you traveled outside the Border at all?”
“Not that I know of, no.”
“Ever been in any kappa-inhabited lakes or streams, be it for swimming or bathing?”
“Not that I am aware of...”
“Have you or a family member ever been cursed and/or possessed?”
La plume de ma tante.
“Uh-huh. Have you or a family member ever incurred the wrath of any gods and/or pan-dimensional beings? ...ah, thank you, Udonge.”
You had barely noticed that the odd rabbit had returned, this time with a tray with a teapot and cups balanced perfectly upon its head.
How does it do that?
Having poured herself some tea, the doctor takes a sip.
“Ah, excellent as usual, Udonge. Are you sure you wouldn't care for some? It really is qui-”
Once again, the doctor is cut-off, this time by the unmistakeable sound of an explosion, followed by the rapid footsteps. A moment later, the door slides open, and a frantic-looking girl with rabbit ears dashes in.
“M-master! I tried to stop her, but she wouldn't listen!”
Aw, isn't that cute? Her hair and blazer matches with this little 'Udonge' bunny Eirin keeps talking to. It's like they're twins!
The doctor does not look very amused by this, however.
“I believe I told you I was with a patient, yes?”
“Ah! I-I'm sorry about that, b-but-!”
“And, I believe I told you that if anything came up, to simply call me, yes?”
“Well, y-yes Master...”
“And, just who was it that agreed to assist the Princess with her project in exchange for getting out of clinic duty for the day?”
“And yet, here you are.”
Another explosion sounds out from somewhere in the building, as if to punctuate the doctor's words.
“But Master! You heard those explosions! The gas was bad enough, but this? I just ca-”
“You knew the risks when you agreed, Udonge. I explained them very carefully, did I not?”
“You...you did, Master. You did...”
Sighing to herself, the doctor's expression softens a little.
“Well, what's done is done. Though I would normally think it best to make you see this through to the end, I am willing to overlook this and give you a way out.”
“R-really? You would do that, Master?! Oh, thank you! Thank you so much!”
“Think nothing of it, Udonge. If you really wish to stop, all you have to do is send in an appropriate replacement.”
Without saying a word, the doctor smiles brighter than you have seen her smile so far, and holds up the oddly-dressed bunny. The bunny-girl's face drops as her ears droop..
“....what is that?”
“This is Udonge, Udonge.”
“That's...supposed to be me?”
“Oh, don't be silly! You could never be replaced!”
“This Udonge is just doing the things you would normally be doing in the clinic, is all.”
“So it is supposed to be me.”
“Only if you want it to be, Udonge. If you wish to stop assisting the Princess, you need but to send this Udonge in your place.”
“...won't the Princess notice?”
“Oh, I shouldn't think so. You all pretty much look the same to her, anyway.”
“In fact, with the wig and blazer, you look enough alike that even I might have trouble telling you apart!”
You're not sure, but you think you see the bunny-girl fighting back tears.
“Oh, don't look like that! I'm just kidding~!”
“That is a horrible joke, Master.”
“Hmm~. In any case, I suppose I should go check up on the Princess myself, after all.”
As if finally remember you were in the room, she turns her attention back to you.
“Sorry about this, but as you can see, something has come up. If you would like, we can continue this later, but otherwise that will be all for now.”
“Master! Please, hurry!”
“Yes, yes, I am coming, Udonge.”
Setting the rabbit down on the floor, the doctor follows the frantic bunny-girl out the door, sliding it shut behind her.
Alone in the room, save for the bunny and the fairy, you wonder what you should do now.
[ ] Follow
[ ] Wander
[ ] Observation
[ ] Slumber