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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on Nov 3, 2012 18:57:47 GMT -5
As it drew ever closer to the end of the year, days turning to weeks and then months gone by, Joshua realised just how close he was to graduation and freedom from the Academy's college. He had already put in his applications for medical school with fingers crossed and he was expecting the responses any day now. There was nothing he wanted more than to become a doctor and that was why he spent so much of his free time volunteering in the Academy's medical wing. He wanted a lot of experience in the field of health care before he became a part of it and between volunteering at the hospital, working in the retirement home as a medical assistant, and working in the wing at the Academy, he felt as if he was on the right track. He was allowed to use it as a reference on his application as well and he hoped it would be that extra push that he needed to top his competition. He had scored really high on the MCAT and so with any luck, Maple Hollow's medical school would be happy to have him. Sorry, McGill, but you're a bit too far from home for my liking. If only the Academy had been in Quebec.
The receptionist had long since learned to recognise him and greet him by name and she trusted him almost as much as she did the actual doctors and nurses who worked in the wing. He'd been volunteering since his freshman year of college when he'd been able to start grasping how to heal burns. It was good experience with his element and with other things like illness and all the cuts and scrapes that occurred over the year. "I'm guessing you're not here because you're injured?" The lady behind the desk smiled at him and didn't seem to expect an answer, though he gave a single shake of his head. "I heard about the wedding," she said conversationally. "Congratulations." This provoked a more verbal response from Joshua as he smiled. "Thank you. Is there anything I can get up to while I'm here? I've got a couple hours before my next class." Rather than heading home between classes, Josh often chose to spend those hours in the library or medical wing depending on how much work and research he had to do for classes. She nodded. "We've got a Thunder with a pretty nasty cut, if you wanted to take that?" The word Thunder brought with it some pretty negative connotations but he nodded. "Will do. What room?" She pointed him in the right direction and he set off.
The Thunder elemental was in a right foul mood when Joshua treated him, cursing colourfully and threatening to shock the Fire graduate at several points. "I'm supposed to be healing burns, not causing them," said Josh calmly as he dressed the wound with a bandage, hands working steadily and quickly, "but I can make an exception if you really want." The Thunder glared fiercely at him and seemed to debate saying something more before he thought better of it and snapped his mouth shut. Joshua resisted the urge to smirk in triumph. Feels nice to be on top. He remembered being a lowly ninth grader forced to cower before all others. Now he was a college senior, stronger and more adept than the majority of the student population. This Thunder was only in the eleventh grade and wouldn't stand a chance against him. Despite the fact that the boy had treated him rather harshly, Joshua's mood was not dampened in the least by the time he let him go with a wry, "Don't stand so close to the rocks next time you get yourself attacked." The Water had apparently blasted him right into a sharp rock. Josh almost wished he could have witnessed the surely hilarious spectacle.
Going back into the waiting room, which had a different collection of individuals awaiting treatment from when he'd left, he consulted with the receptionist before glancing around. "You're the one with a burn?" he asked a girl that he didn't recognise. She was younger than him, he could tell, but he knew nothing else about her. "I can help you out, unless you'd prefer to wait for a doctor. I know what I'm doing, I assure you." He liked to give people a choice of whether they wanted his help or not (unless he was assigned to a certain patient). "I'm Josh," he introduced himself, in an attempt to be friendly.
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Post by rose on Nov 3, 2012 21:10:55 GMT -5
 Maybe she wasn't supposed to go that side of the field or maybe she just forgot not everyone liked to be happy. But the next second she knew her arm was burning and she was crying. Mika had run into some older high school students who so happen to be fire elements. She had fell victim to them. She didn't know how to use her element to defend her so she was helpless and there was no one there to even help her either. Now sitting in the waiting room looking down at her raw skin it make her sick to her stomach.
She wanted to throw up and she kept going over and over in her head what she had done wrong. Now thinking about it maybe all fire elements were just evil mean people. All she did was try and is nice and now her arm was burning. Her tears were falling from her cheek. She hated feeling sad and she hated it more that she was hurt. Would this burn leave a mark? Would her father find out? Would she have to tell a teacher who had done this to her? Mika knew what happen to people who had told.
Right now at the moment as she looked down at her shoes trying to not look at her arm, and gripping onto the chair as she had to wait. She wondered if she could leave the school. Her father didn't have the same element that she had but maybe she could find a way that she could have someone teacher her. Then she could go back home and be with all her friends. This was her first time meeting a bunch of fire elements and it did not work out very well. She closed her eyes for a second and then opened the looking around.
There were not many people in the waiting room. But she felt lonely for the reason time in a long time. And Mika knew who she was missing but she couldn't do anything about it tears were in her eyes as she thought about it. She didn't want to be called the cry baby or anything like that but the burn really did hurt and she had no clue how to treat a burn and if she knew how to use her element, then maybe she would have fought back. But she was a stupid freshman who wasn't like this school anymore.
Mika looked up to noticed a boy, guy older than her that was for sure. She took a deep breath and nod her head lightly as she slipped off the chair and stood in front of him. "Sure that fine the sooner I get it fixed the better right" she said pushing the sad feelings away the best she could and smiling up at him. It was just the way she was. She was supposed to be bubbly and happy not sad and depressed no one wanted that. "I'm Mika or Mimi for short. Nice to meet you Josh" she said now being able to smile more brightly, though her eyes did show pain event though she was trying to be happy.
outfit: here!
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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on Nov 4, 2012 15:51:28 GMT -5
Joshua didn't exactly do well with crying. It wasn't that he was cold-hearted or unsympathetic to those prone to tear-shedding, it was more like he never knew the right things to say or do to calm them down. Though it could be considered a little harsh, this usually led to the Fire graduate turning the other way if he noticed someone he did not know sobbing and sniffling. He didn't do it to be cruel, he did it because he honestly thought that trying to help might do more harm than good. He was awkward and uncomfortable when it came to tears, mostly because the only time he'd shed some of his own in the past several years was at his wedding, and that had been out of sheer joy rather than any kind of negative emotion. He wasn't someone who was good at expressing himself.
However, the Water girl with the burn on her arm and the tears in her eyes was a different case. This was the medical wing, this was his job, he couldn't refuse to treat someone simply because he did not understand the scope of their situation. Besides, he was trying his best to get better with the awkwardness. The man was studying to become a doctor and it was not uncommon for people to cry when they were in pain or when told that their illness or injury is a lot more serious than first thought. Then there were the issues of crying family members. Yes, he could definitely use a little practice on that one. So even though he was not quite sure what to say to her, he settled for offering his help in the friendliest tone possible (his normal quiet neutrality fading into the background) and introducing himself to create a sense of familiarity.
It seemed to work, to his relief, and she stiffened up her act when he approached and addressed her. She was short, he realised as she stood, a great deal shorter than his full height of six foot three. She might be even shorter than Nell, he realised fondly, thinking of his wife. Height differences had never bothered him, though he had to admit it usually suggested a sort of innocence, harmlessness. He'd been proven wrong a few times when those on the shorter end of the scale had flipped out and attacked him but he couldn't help the initial conclusions that he made. She smiled at him and he returned it for good measure, nodding. "Right. It's a lot harder healing the longer you leave it." Once the body had already started its own recovery processes, it was a lot harder to work an elemental's magic and reverse the damage done.
Though he was not blind to the pain in her eyes, Joshua decided to show some respect for her and not point it out. She was clearly making an effort to be stronger than she probably felt, at least he guessed as much, and so he could admire that. Joshua himself always tried to be a rock, unmoving and unchanging. He was the calm one in the face of a disaster, the man that could always be counted on when everything else was failing. Or so he liked to think. It was enough that he liked this quality in others, too. "Mimi, huh?" he echoed, using the nickname she'd suggested. "Same to you." He asked people to call him Josh so if she preferred Mimi, Mimi it was. If she'd been an enemy it would have been a different story but he had no reason to be rude to her. It crossed his mind that he didn't know what element she was—her run-in with the Fires had him assuming that she was on his own side of the alliances but he realised he could not be sure. Not all Fires and Thunders got along with one another, after all. Instead of asking outright, he gestured for him to follow him down the hall to a room and instead asked, "So what happened, do you mind saying?" The medical wing always liked to know what they were dealing with but there were some students who preferred to keep it confidential.
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Post by rose on Nov 11, 2012 22:12:57 GMT -5
Mika looked up at the guy Josh. He seemed kind of young to be working at the medical wing but then again she wasn't really good when it came to age or pain. That was something she could not handle right now was the pain it was just so hard and even when it was happening. Mika was kind of shocked with the school and she wasn't sure if this was the kind of place for her. "Will it leave a scar?" she asked and hoped that his answer would be no because if her father sees this. Well who knows what he would say probably wondered why Mika wasn't studying or doing something much better with her time.
"Is this going to hurt more when you touch it" she said holding onto her arm as she looked up at him and followed him to a room or where that she was supposed to go with him. She thought about when she was little and if she fallen and got a cut. It always hurt to clean it and now with a burn like this she wasn't really sure she would want anyone to really touch it, since it was probably going to hurt a lot more if they did. Mika bit down on her lip lightly as she looked down. He seemed like a guy who didn't like to see people like this. Like he didn't know what to do, so she push the tears away and then lump in her throat to try and not make him feel uncomfortable.
That was a good question to ask her. What had happen to her she couldn’t really lie because she wasn't even good at doing so. There was no way that she could have gotten this kind of burn from cooking. Mika sighed to herself lightly; she did not want to be known as someone who told on other. "Well I am new to the school so I didn't know that Fire elements own some parts of the field and I ran into some of them because I am a water element but have no clue how to use anything that has to do with my element well. This happened" she said looking down at her burn with a sad face.
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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on Nov 13, 2012 10:34:02 GMT -5
Mika had some sensible concerns about the injury, namely about the scarring that might be involved. By looking at the burn he could guess that she hadn't left it very long at all before coming to the medical wing and that meant that things would go a lot smoother for the both of them. He shook his head. "I don't think so." He couldn't say for sure until he had a closer look at it and so he didn't want to give her false hope. Realising that his frank and honest answer could come across as uncertain or inexperienced (not to mention that it wasn't very reassuring), he decided to amend. "The less time that's passed, the better. Did you come straight here?" Some people, Joshua included, had a tendency to allow their pride to get in the way. Luckily for Josh, being a doctor's son meant that he knew a lot of first aid and he understood the importance of going to a doctor for things that wouldn't clear up on their own.
He couldn't lie to the girl and he wouldn't even if it was a possibility. Josh was perfectly fine with deceiving others when it came to his life and personality but he was not a naturally dishonest person. "Maybe a little. I'll be as careful as I can, I promise." Would she trust him? He hoped so. He couldn't force her to believe that he knew what he was doing but he tried to come across as knowledgeable and helpful so that he didn't make his patient uneasy. It had been a problem Joshua'd had a lot in the beginning when he'd volunteered in his freshman year. It turned out that an abrasive personality and a near-permanent scowl didn't make you look all that trustworthy.
His lips pressed together, a sign of anger, when she brought up the Fire elementals. "We don't," he told her, revealing himself to be a Fire elemental as he lumped himself in with the rest of the group. Shaking his head in mild exasperation toward his peers, he resisted a bitter comment and said carefully, "Some of the Fires have egos that could fill out the castle." He wanted to say more about them, make his sour attitude toward his element known, but the medical wing was meant to be a place of neutrality and acceptance and he was trying to abide by that rule.
Trying.
She looked upset about the burn, a reasonable reaction. Briefly, Josh wondered how he'd ever sided with his own kind. They made others suffer for no reason and they often gained a sense of superiority over the years. Then common sense settled in. The Waters were never much better. Everyone was different. Just as there were friendly Fires, there were Waters whose pranks were downright horrible. He remembered when the Waters had flooded the Fire dormitories and gave him a real fright. They hadn't known he was hydrophobic, of course, but flooding he and his friends out of their rooms had been a cruel move nevertheless. There are bad eggs in every bunch.
Deciding to focus on healing the burn, he said, "Whatever they did, I can reverse it. May I have a look?" As she'd earlier expressed concern for how much it might hurt if he touched the burn, he decided to approach the subject carefully instead of simply setting to work without her permission.
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