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Sapphire Rode - Infirmary ==> Dorm

Gren took the sedative from Sapphire tentatively. Sapphire had measure the dose accurately as far as she could tell so it should have no adverse effects on Shiro. Sapphire watched both of the boys jump from the window chasing after Shiro, a job she should be doing. It was not so much that the job was getting done without her, that didn't bother her as much as the fact that she was incapable of performing the job in her current condition. She needed to be fast, her current condition did not allow that for that in the slightest.

Sapphire began to pace, or more accurately limp up and down the infirmary wing. Her ankle was slightly swollen but there appeared to be no extreme damage, Sapphire guessed it would be gone in two maybe three days but for her that wasn't soon enough. She felt like a bird whose wings had been clipped. She was stranded unable to do anything. After what felt like hours though in reality was likely only about five minutes Sapphire had had enough. As long as she didn't perform any extreme tasks she would be back in fighting form in about two weeks. While that wasn't soon enough for Sapphire it still meant that she didn't need to be in the infirmary anymore.

Sapphire walked back to the supply cupboard at the far end of the room and after liberating ample supplies she used them to bandage up her arm. She had accidentally torn a significant hole in her arm when she'd pulled out her IV tube. It too would heal in two or three days but it led directly to a vein and if left unattended could cause her to bleed out over a number of hours. Sapphire bandaged it and placed the remaining supplies back in the cupboard. She was just about to leave when on a whim she returned taking three doses of the same sedative she'd given to Gren with her. If Shiro had another episode it would be best to have some on hand.

Sapphire returned to her hospital bed and set about dressing herself in her combat clothing. She disrobed from the horrible hospital gear, making sure her semblance was active first that way no one would be able to walk in on her. Then she pulled on a pair of black leggings and a pleated black skirt over top that fell to just before her knees. She donned a dark blue tank top and draped a knee length black trench coat over her arm. On a night like this it didn't seem the time for it. Sapphire considered putting on her combat boots before deciding that her ankle wouldn't be able to take that kind of strain. For the moment she would continue to wear the hospital slippers. Unfortunately her gloves appeared to have been damaged beyond repair in the tunnels or else they would be here. Lastly Sapphire tied a green banana with white embroidery around her neck. It didn't quite fit with the rest of her color scheme but even so Sapphire almost never took it off. She tied the laces of her combat boots together and tossed them over her arm along with her coat. She was good to go.

Lastly she took her main weapons, a little something special her father had had made personally for her with a setting for every occasion and she placed them in holsters on her back. Moving slower than was strictly comfortable for her so as not to aggravate her ankle Sapphire walked out of the infirmary. When she got out of the building she took in a long draft of fresh air. For some reason air in hospitals always smelled stale. Sapphire assumed it has something to do with the disinfectants.

There was a map of Beacon pre-downloaded onto her scroll and Sapphire was glad to see that someone had been kind enough to have the dormitories for team Swansong marked on it. Sapphire liked there team name. It might sound delicate but it reminded Sapphire of a song her mother used to sing and every warrior knew the things that looked the most harmless were often the most deadly.

Just after Sapphire had entered the building were the dorms were located she got a call on her scroll. It was Abel reporting that Shiro had been found and they were going to bring him to the dorms. He said he'd see her tomorrow. Sapphire almost laughed at that but instead gave a sort of non committal response to let him know the message had been heard. If he was under the impression that she was going to spend another night in the infirmary he was in for a big surprise.

Sapphire made it to the dorms and pushed the door open to there's. It was a fairly spacious room with two bunk beds, and a large window. The room was not nearly as nice as the one she'd slept in back home but then again her father wasn't at Beacon so Sapphire decided this was preferable. Sapphire chose the bottom bunk next to the window and across from the door. This way she had the best access to both exits. If she had been in better health she might have rearranged some of the furniture to make the exits more accessible to her current location but that would have to wait for a time when she could put all of her body weight on both feet.

All there bags had been delivered too the room. Sapphire contented herself with unpacking. She dragged her single suitcase over to her bed and opened it. First she dug through it until she found a small empty duffle bag. The duffle bag she packed with one spare set of clothing, an emergency medical kit, some cash, and a fake ID she'd procured with her father's connections. The last item she slid into the lining of the bag so that if anyone went through her stuff they wouldn't find it easily. This was what she called an emergency bag, in essence any time she needed to she could take this one bag and leave, leave everything behind. Run as far as she needed to. Sapphire did not expect to have to use it at Beacon Academy but it was comforting knowing that it was an option available to her. She placed the bag at the foot of her bed and pushed it just slightly under. Then she set her suitcase at the foot of bed in front of it and before returning to her bed took a battered violin case from her suit case as well as a book. The book she set on her bed and the violin case she opened. The instrument inside was beautiful. Made of high grade oaken wood and polished to a shine Sapphire had never seen a prettier instrument. Of course her opinion could have something to do with that fact that it was her instrument but it didn't matter one way or another.

Sapphire took the violin out of its case, set it against her chin and took up the bow. She used it to draw one long wailing note from the strings just to make sure it was still working after its trip and it was in tune. Satisfied Sapphire replaced it in its case and slid the case under her bed, no need for her teammates to see it. She then took up the book she'd retrieved from her suitcase and lay down slowly on her bed. Any minute her teammates would be here.
Hey for the tournament that is coming up, once our characters find out about it are they allowed to have guests come to watch. I've got some family characters that I'd want to introduce.
So can the RWBY animated series still run without him?
What exactly did Monty do on the RWBY creation team? And not to sound completely insensitive but who names there kids Woody, Sey, Chivy and Neat.
And if taught from youth that you need to eat the flesh of others, and routinely given the flesh of others to eat by your insane father, then it becomes an addiction that you can't stop if you wanted to.
I think addiction is a bit of a strong word, if you are raised on human meat routinely fed to you by your family rather than it becoming an addiction it is more likely that it would become (and this isn't nessesarily better) normal. I am no aware of your character's exact past but human flesh itself doesn't contain any sort of highly addictive chemicals (at least in sufficient quantities to be highly addictive). Raised on human flesh would really only mean that your character wouldn't consider eating it out of the ordinary and once she is exposed to normal society stopping would likely not be all that different from going on a vegetarian diet, you'd experience cravings for it most likely, might fall off the wagon a few times but it shouldn't be anywhere near the level of a drug addiction. It shouldn't look like: "FLESH FLESH, NEED FLESH." Which is sort of the impression that your most recent posts have been giving.
So she actually is homicidal? Isn't that going a bit far, I mean I get having a personality that entails being so angry a good portion of the time that you just want everyone dead but there is a difference between that and actually killing someone.
otherwise ignore me and just continue on people
Drake Baku


The problem is we can't, Terra's unconscious, Bastet's been taken down by the Heavy, Wheatley is as always useless, and Whesker wouldn't have any inclination to help us even if his RPer was still present.

You're the only player who has the opportunity and competency to prevent Heavy from killing us all so just continuing while you figure something out isn't really an option.
It's in a state of extreme decline and the guy who really needs to post now hasn't had a muse for the last week.
Sapphire Rode - Infirmary

As Gren explained the situation, mostly for Shiro's benefit Sapphire got a clearer picture of what was going on. Not about the fight, Sapphire was well aware of what had happened in the tunnel though Gren's rendition made her out to be more of a hero than was strictly accurate. He spoke as if taking out the combat mech's main weapons was some sort of death defying risk but as those weapons were incapable of locking onto Sapphire thanks to her semblance till seconds before she started ripping them to pieces the risk had not really been her own. Sapphire realized as Gren continued to speak that he felt guilty about the outcome of the battle.

Somehow he'd managed to convince himself that the end product had been his fault not hers. It explained the cake, the celebration but quite frankly the notion was ridiculous. She'd collapsed the tunnel, she'd failed to escape. Her injuries were the fault of no one but herself. However she wasn't likely to argue that point to anyone or even admit it to be true. On Gren's part it was known as Survivor's Guilt, the one that escapes a dangerous situation unharmed feels responsible for those that did not. Sapphire decided that wasn't something she should mess with. Of course she easily could, pushing those particular buttons was easy but the line between guilt and grief was a thin one and she didn't have the right to be messing with either. It was best she just let it be, the last thing that anyone in Gren's position wanted was someone telling them it wasn't their fault. It was best just to let some time pass and after a while what he considered his failure wouldn't be such a big deal anymore.

Gren helped Shiro back into his bed and prepared his IV tube. He seemed ready to do the same for Sapphire however Sapphire was long past the point where anyone got to tell her when she needed to go to bed or have someone tuck her in. Rather than take the bed whose blankets Gren had been kind enough to put back on Sapphire very firmed sat herself down in one of the visitor's chairs as Gren finished his speech. She was starting to feel inadequate as a leader despite his looks Gren seemed to know a lot more about what they needed than she did. As if to expound on that point Abel fired something that sounded like an ancient proverb at him.

Sapphire looked at him, rolling her eyes. "Thank you very much for that piece of fortune cookie wisdom Fulgurate." She inclined her head in a mock bow. Had she been less damaged she likely would have stood up and gone for a full curtsy but she didn't think her ribs or her ankle could handle that right now.

Sapphire first became aware that something was wrong with Shiro (or at least something more wrong than she'd previously noticed) when she heard the splat of his cake hitting the floor. At first she thought he was merely clumsy, leaving her considering what a waste of perfectly good chocolate cake that was but it became apparent very quickly that something else was wrong. First as Shiro collapsed out of bed clawing his way towards various things. He looked like a blind man. What really worried her was when started to paw at his weapons. By the time he got to violently ripping his hospital gown to shreds and dawning his battle gear Sapphire had moved into action.

Even with a sprained ankle she was relatively fast. She didn't go to Shiro's side, which would have been useless. Whatever was wrong had clearly gone way beyond talking him down. Sapphire made a beeline for the storage cupboard in the rear of the infirmary that held the various medical supplies that Beacon's hospital staff might require at any given time. She tore it open. Unfortunately there were any number of very small bottles, all nearly identical. She ran through name after name till she found what she was looking for, a tranquilizer. If they were going to be of any help to Shiro at all first they needed him to calm down. This was the best solution. He'd be much calmer after being sedated.

Sapphire retrieved a needle from a nearby drawer and used it to draw out a small dose of the tranquilizer. It should be enough to knock him out for a few hours but there shouldn't be any lasting effects. She limped back to where there group was congregated at a surprising speed given that one of her feet couldn't take her full weight.

By the time Sapphire returned Shiro was curled up in a corner looking for all intents and purposes like a caged animal. Just as Sapphire got there Shiro made a break for the window hopping to the ground and out of site. The battle wasn't over yet. Sapphire looked out the window in the direction Shiro had fled then down at the ground beneath it. It would take too long to make it there by exiting the building. Sapphire looked down again gauging distanced. It was fifteen maybe twenty feet to the ground, soft landing. In her full form she could make the jump easily. Sapphire glanced down at her chest where she could feel the steady pulse of a large bruise cause by a broken rib. She conceded defeat. In her condition the jump would likely put so much strain on her rib that it would tear muscles, it could do all kinds of damaged, punctured lung, maybe even spinal damage, not to mention the havoc a fall from this height would wreck on her already damaged ankle.

With some difficulty Sapphire backed off from the window, as much as she hated relying on other people now was the time. Shiro was a member of her team, she was the leader which meant if anything happened to him she would be held responsible. If a member of her team ran from the infirmary in the middle of the night and they didn't take every effort to find him she could forget about being a Huntress, she'd never be allowed to return to Beacon.

She looked at both Abel and Gren. "I-I can't chase him, not like I am now. You're going to have to go after him." Sapphire shoved the needle into Gren's hand. "That's a common sedative usually used by vets. The infirmary keeps a stock of it cause it's more effective on faunus than other types. If he'd still acting like he was just now when you find him, dose him, it should keep him under for a couple of hours." Based on what he did to his IV tube at least some of that breakdown likely had to do with a phobia of hospitals. "Something tells me he doesn't like hospitals, probably some bad memories..." it wasn't like she didn't have her own unpleasant experiences regarding hospitals, they were just too sterile, you never could shake that smell. "When you catch him, it would be better he not have to come back here, the dorms should be set up by now and as far as I know he doesn't need any more physical med help." She was not going to bring up the fact that he needed serious psychological help. That could wait for another time when seconds didn't count. "He ran west, towards the dorms and the mess hall." Sapphire couldn't be completely sure given that she didn't know Shiro too well but his reaction were not dissimilar to her own when she suffered a panic attack caused by her own fear of drowning. She couldn't say for certain but it was an educated guess. "If I'm right he's going to head for somewhere open, somewhere he can see the sky, lots of trees, grass that sort of thing. And he won't be able to get far. He might've looked alright but he'd not, if his injuries don't get him exhaustion will. He won't be too far, now get going. We're on the clock." She added as an afterthought. "Set you scrolls up on conference call so I'm in the loop."
Hey, the scrolls are essentially smart phones right? Would they have a call capability between scrolls?
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