OPEN LOG

[wilder]

Date & Time: September 1 - 3, Evening or Night hours
Location: Transport Clinic
Characters: Zelos/Kaneis and you!
Summary: Evening/Night shift at the clinic. All welcomed, whether they be checking out the clinic, working at the clinic or that unfortunate dude who put their weapon in a very wrong spot.
Warnings: PG-13 for language and possible gore since hey IT IS A CLINIC.

[No matter how strange Zelos's life get, he can always count on his clinic shifts being one of two things: incredibly boring or incredibly strange. There was no middle ground.]

[Any night that you come in, you'll probably find Zelos sitting at the reception desk, with his feet on top if none of his bosses are around. If he's not attending to any patients or talking to staff, he seems to be reading- looks like the flavor of this month for literature is fantasy. And sometimes, he even seems to be talking to the book]

Oh come on Buttercup my beautiful flower, there's no way he'll actually release him. Jeez...

[And so on. Rest assured guys, this is a professional medic here. You can tell by the lab coat. ]

Comments

[wilder]

Became a hardened criminal while you were on the run, huh?

[cradlerobbed]

[ A nervous grin. ]

Nothing like that.

[ And the smile immediately falters. ]

A war broke out despite our-- my best efforts to stop it from happening.

[ He sounds pretty unsure changing the pronoun there, but it's not like it's going to mean much to Zelos that he was traveling in a group. Not that the idea that a kid was single handedly trying to stop a war is impressive either. ]

[wilder]

[....]

[....]

[....]

Was that message to stop a war or did I just miss a huge chunk of the story here?

[cradlerobbed]

[ Oh! ]

No, nothing like that! The two things weren't exactly related.

[ Though what he found when trying to deliver his message was pretty much tied into the whole mess...]

[wilder]

Ah. Huge chunk of the story then. Seems like everyone have lived interesting lives here.

[cradlerobbed]

To be honest with you, until recently my life was actually pretty boring.

[wilder]

Really?

[weeeeird]

You miss it?

[cradlerobbed]

Oddly enough? Not really.

[wilder]

[He blinks, surprised. ]

Really?

[cradlerobbed]

Don't get me wrong, I'd rather be back on my world than this one. But I don't miss what I was doing before things got hectic back there.

[wilder]

Huh, even with all the problems like a war and being wanted?

[cradlerobbed]

I'm not really happy about those aspects of it, but yeah.

[wilder]

Heh...

Guess you're pretty different than me then.

[cradlerobbed]

Huh? What do you mean?

[wilder]

Well...I guess if I had the choice, I'd pick the more boring life. Less trouble, you know?

[cradlerobbed]

I can't really blame you for that. Though I guess this isn't really the right place to go looking for boring life.

[wilder]

It really isn't. I seem to have terrible luck with trying to get something normal.

[cradlerobbed]

With a mercenary job that doesn't surprise me. You never know though, after everything here is taken care of on this world maybe you'll finally be able to settle down and live a peaceful life.

[wilder]

Heh...thanks, but...somehow I don't think that's in the cards for me.

[cradlerobbed]

[ Sort of pessimistic, but this guy doesn't strike him as brimming with optimism. Besides, he can't really blame anyone for not feeling that way with everything crazy that seemed to be going on here.

Still, he's gotta ask... ]

Really? Why's that?

[wilder]

[he shrugs while picking up his coffee mug to drink from]

Because I'm dead?

[cradlerobbed]

[ Well that sure wasn't the answer he'd expected to hear.

He gives a nervous smile, like he thinks Zelos is joking. ... He kind of does, because the guy sure doesn't look dead to him. ]

What?

[wilder]

[Oh yes. They always think he's joking]

I'm dead.

Well, not at this second but I died back home. The Initiative brought me back to help fight in their war, annnd I'm guessing once I'm done, I go back to pushing daisies.

[cradlerobbed]

[ I'd say life is rough like that, but... well... ]

They wouldn't seriously just send you back to that after dragging you here and asking for your help, would they?

[wilder]

Why wouldn't they? Already happened to a few dead folks.