I Hate Hospitals ((Open))

[Karlee Aurora Spencer]

you're sick of feeling numb

i'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

The girl. . . whatever her name was. . . accepted the rather haphazard and sideways invitation to coffee and Nicola gave her a warm smile. I really need to work on remembering names, she thought to herself, too embarrassed to really ask her for her name again. It wasn’t her fault, she knew this, but she couldn’t help but feel a little bad every time she forgot a name, or what the person had just told her, or even a short list someone had given her to remember—if she hadn’t written it down, anyway.

She’d just hit her head a few too many times.

“Well cool! There’s a place right up the street, and I promise you don’t have to stick around any longer than you really want to,” Nicola sad, actually rather glad to have someone to hang out with who knew the pain of visiting the emergency room of doom and gloom. She smiled at the other woman and headed for the door, motioning for her to follow.

It felt good to get out of the stuffy hospital, away from the annoying nurses and doctors and all of the other staff that seemed to know who was she was and were determined to keep in the hospital by any means necessary. The slight breeze caressed her skin and she sighed happily, then glanced down either side of the hospital until she had decided which direction to go. “This way. . . . They sell like hot chocolate and smoothies and stuff too. I like their smoothies, but it might be too cold for them. Doesn’t really stop me when I can’t tell, though,” she said, blabbering a little bit as she searched for something to talk to about with this girl.

Nicola wasn’t sure if she wanted to outright tell this person about her condition, but something told her that the girl had already figured some of it out already by the questions she’d asked her in the hospital. If she knew anything about mega rare defects then she might have already figured out that she had CIPA. Admitting it and knowing that the girl knew were two different things, anyway, so she wasn’t really sure she was ready to put it all into words and make it official.

Notes: ugh. sorry for the late posting. ><

[Ara Regency]

{{Yeah, sorry, I'm pretty late too}}

Ara didn't really say anything. She was trying very hard not to read Nicola's mind. Telepathy was something she usually had very good control over, but sometimes her curiosity got the best of her and she'd eavesdrop on a random stranger's thoughts. Sure, Nicola wasn't all that much of a stranger, especially now that they were going to get coffee, which Ara wasn't even sure she liked. But she ignored her thoughts the best she could.

Ara just followed her, not really listening her blabber as she led her down to the little coffee shop. She thought this girl seemed quite normal, despite the fact she couldn't feel anything. But the way she talked, it was different than how Ara spoke. It seemed sort of, happy almost. Ara hadn't been happy in a long time. Maybe some of Nicola's happiness would rub off on her.

But it was sure nice to get out of that hospital. Sure, she looked like a mummy who had come back to life and lost most of her wrapping, but she honestly didn't care. She just followed Nicola up the street and stayed silent, and pretended to be interested in what she was rambling on about. She heard something about hot chocolate and smoothies, but she didn't pay much attention. But if she had to pick between the two, she'd definitely pick the hot chocolate. That was one of her luxuries. It was the one thing she actually enjoyed, besides making evil vampires suffer. Chocolate. Just the word made her mouth water.

[Karlee Aurora Spencer]

you're sick of feeling numb

i'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

The girl didn’t say a whole lot, did she? Nicola talked less and less as they walked on, her head lowering slightly. Maybe she was just like, hopped up on pain meds or something. Oh she fricken wished she remembered the girl’s name! Well, she wasn’t ever going to figure it out if she didn’t ask, would she? It wasn’t like it wasn’t an uncommon thing for her, anyway. Memory loss was quite common when it came down to it.

Besides, this silence was really starting to kill her.

“I’m. . . I’m sorry. My memory is not the greatest thing in the world. Can I ask you for your name again? I’ll warn you now, I’ll probably ask you at least three more times before it finally sticks,” she asked rather sheepishly, lowering her head slightly and smiling ruefully. She hated having to do that, but there was nothing she could really do about it. She tapped her head with her finger. “Too many head injuries.”

Walking to the little coffee shop didn’t take very long, and Nicola opened the door for her new acquaintance and ushered her in. The order line was to the far left, and Nicole walked straight toward it, then looked back at the other girl. “So, feel free to order whatever you want, my treat,” she said with a smile, turning to the lady who was going to take their order. Nicola ordered a latte of some sort, then stepped to the side to let Ara order her own beverage.

Notes: bleh post is terrible.

[Ara Regency]

Ara didn't mean to seem like a silent, strange sort of stranger to Nicola, but she knew she must've appeared that way. Ara wasn't good at talking to people who didn't know she was a hunter. But, if you were a fellow hunter to her or even a vampire or werewolf, that's when her personality came rushing out. Then she loved to show her true colors. But Nicola didn't know about that stuff, or she didn't seem to, so Ara couldn't let her true colors shine just yet. Her true self was darker than expected, and she didn't want to get on Nicola's bad side because of it. Ara didn't seem very trustworthy when it came to first impressions, but so far her new acquaintance didn't seem bothered by it if she felt that way.

"I, um, I'm Ara." That was all she said. She just nodded with a tiny, basically invisible smile, when she said she had head injuries and never remember names. Ara was the exact opposite. She never forgot anything, although they did have the injuries in common. Only Ara could actually feel the pain, and Nicola couldn't.

So they arrived at the little coffee place. Ara wasn't a big coffee person, so she just ordered iced tea. That's what she always got, and that's what she always planned to get. She never got tired of it. It's flavor she adored. And even in the winter she had her icy tea, no matter how freezing cold the temperature outside was. But, if they didn't have tea, she'd always take coffee or something similar to it.