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It was unusually quiet in the small white room.  Only the beeping of a monitor and the dripping of an IV made noises to reverberate through the room.  Occasionally one of the visitors would couch from his exposure to cigarettes, but no words were spoken.  Yet. Izaya sat to the right of the bed, next to your tucked in figure. He leaned over and had his elbows on your bed, crossing his arms and resting his chin on them.  He was looking between you and then to the man on the other side of the bed; Shizuo. The blonde had crossed his arms and sat back in his chair, pushing it against the wall and leaning his head back on it.  His face held an an

“A-Achoo!” Came the loud noise as you sneezed, sitting up and holding a tissue to your nose as you sniffed. You groaned and crumpled up the paper napkin, tossing it at the trashcan against the wall, and as per usual, missing. You glared at it with red eyes from your place in the bed, the white tissue seeming to defy you as it landed on the carpet. “….Arthuuuuuuur!” You whined, turning to face the open bedroom door, wiggling around and sitting up so that your back was against the frame of the bed. Tucking your blankets in at your waist and wrapping up in your house-robe again, you pouted at the doorway until you

Between Lenalee’s gossiping and Lavi’s bragging, word of you being a “phantom” quickly spread around the order. Unbeknownst to you in your unconscious sleep, people quickly began to insist that they see you. Helveska had announced that you were to become an exorcist as soon as you were awoken, and with word of you being a ghost, people quickly became confused. People were asking if you were solid, if they could see you, and not before long, the uproar got louder. You were out for just over a week—Clearly worn out from whatever hellish trip it took to get you here. The excitement of their being a new exorcist to

It was unusually quiet in the small white room.  Only the beeping of a monitor and the dripping of an IV made noises to reverberate through the room.  Occasionally one of the visitors would couch from his exposure to cigarettes, but no words were spoken.  Yet. Izaya sat to the right of the bed, next to your tucked in figure. He leaned over and had his elbows on your bed, crossing his arms and resting his chin on them.  He was looking between you and then to the man on the other side of the bed; Shizuo. The blonde had crossed his arms and sat back in his chair, pushing it against the wall and leaning his head back on it.  His face held an an

It was unusually quiet in the small white room.  Only the beeping of a monitor and the dripping of an IV made noises to reverberate through the room.  Occasionally one of the visitors would couch from his exposure to cigarettes, but no words were spoken.  Yet. Izaya sat to the right of the bed, next to your tucked in figure. He leaned over and had his elbows on your bed, crossing his arms and resting his chin on them.  He was looking between you and then to the man on the other side of the bed; Shizuo. The blonde had crossed his arms and sat back in his chair, pushing it against the wall and leaning his head back on it.  His face held an an