lathriel
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Post by lathriel on Jul 21, 2008 14:22:28 GMT -5
Jason walked as fast as he possibly could towards the infirmary without it becoming sprinting. His hair flowed backwards with the speed he was walking, mussed about from the days straining social outings. His classes were over with for the day and he finally got to spend time where he enjoyed it most... with Taki in the infirmary.
He reached the door beaming and knocked. "Taki-sensei, it's Jason. I'm here for the remainder of the day until you ship me off again." Jason fidgeted at the door. He hated waiting; it made him paranoid. Jason's mind had already slowly started ticking its way in a mode of paranoia. His hand started it dance about his head, his hair going through its laps of abuse. Through, ruffle, hands take a break twiddling with each other, repeat.
"Sensei?"
Ten minutes. Taki must be doing something important, Jason thought. He looked at the clock behind him on the wall. His hands doing their endless dance. Through, ruffle, hands take a break twiddling with each other, repeat. Through, ruffle, hands take a break twiddling with each other.
Maybe he's out or relieving himself.... Don't get panicky Jason. Come on, come on. Breath. Jason took in a shakey deep breath ending in a rattling cough. Taki-sensei come on....... Ok Jason, no need to be impatient. You're fine. Nothing is wrong just sit next to the door and wait. Breath and wait.
Jason felt himself slumping down the wall next to the door, his eyes locked on the clock. Breath in, breath out. Breath in, breath out. Through, ruffle, hands take a break twiddling with each other, repeat. Through, ruffle...
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Post by Tsubasa on Jul 23, 2008 10:44:36 GMT -5
Blinking, the doctor shifted his weight in the bathtub. Did he just hear someone calling him?
"Ugh..."
Groaning, he japanese man waited a few minutes in the soothing, hot water. This was one of his breaks, and there were still injured kids coming to annoy him? Savoring the heat, he found himself sinking a bit lower into the liquid. A pout was formed on his face, as he was looking forward to enjoying his bath time. On other days, the doctor would have loved to tend to patients, but on days like this, he rather spend some alone time. Afterall, he was in the grumpy side of his bipolar mood. It was frustrating at times.
Sighing, he slowly lifted himself out, and placed first one foot on the bath-mat outside the tub, and then another. Grabbing a towel, he quickly dried himself off slightly, and then grabbed his bathrobe. Putting it on himself, he grabbed his glasses and headed for the door, mumbling the entire way. Now in the infirmary room, Taki opened the door in a hasty manner, annoyance clearly written over his face.
"Mo, what is it now?!"
But once he saw the nervous face of his cute little apprentice, his face loosened and relaxed. Putting a hand to his forehead, he chuckled a bit before stepping aside.
"Oh Jason-kun, it's just you. I thought I was going to have to deal with another student faking a stomach ache so they could skip classes. It happens more than you think."
Smiling, he held the door open for the student to walk in.
*mo = geeze
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lathriel
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Post by lathriel on Jul 24, 2008 0:57:36 GMT -5
Jason smiled and looked up at his mentor and flushed with color. He's... in a bathrobe. I must of interrupted him whilst he was taking a bath. I panicked for nothing... I need to stop that... Stupid me.
Jason stood up and bowed before he laughed at Taki's remark at students skipping class and straightened.
"I can only imagine. After all, not all students take such an enthusiasm for learning as I do; but I apologize deeply if I interrupted you in your down time, Taki-sensei."
Jason bowed once more and then walked past Taki and into the infirmary with a deep, relaxing breath. He was always happy to be in this place. It felt more like home than his dorm did. He definitely spent more time in the infirmary than he did in his dorm.
He turned and faced Taki after taking in the infirmary much as he always did. Jason beamed, waiting for instructions on any chores or various tasks that he could help with if needed so as Taki could resume his bath without out interruption. Anything he could help with, read, or learn would be graciously accepted by Jason; seeing as the academy didn't offer a medical class and he would have to go else where to obtain an official title. Though Jason thought it would always be nice to come back afterwards and continue his apprenticeship beneath his sensei and perhaps become his assistant for a short while before he started his own practice.
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Post by Tsubasa on Sept 3, 2008 17:21:37 GMT -5
The Japanese doctor gave a chuckle and patted his student on the back, and rather harshly too. Ruffling the boy's hair, Taki made his way back to the bathroom, slipping on his bathroom sandals as he did.
"Don't worry Jason-kun, really, you do that too much for your own good. Tatte kudsai and wait for me to get dressed. You are more important than my bath."
Stopping on his current way, the bipolar man reached down and grabbed a book, then tossed it at the boy without warning.
"You can read that while I'm busy. It basically gives you a summary of what I will teach you today. 'How to read symptoms'. That is the most basic part of medical training, and even though I know that you know a lot about symptoms, you may learn more than you know. Hyakku!"
And with that he stepped back into the bathroom to redress. Picking up the once thrown clothing scattered across the floor, he reapplied it to himself while he review on what he was going to teach Jason when the doctor got back.
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lathriel
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Post by lathriel on Dec 4, 2008 16:41:29 GMT -5
Jason nodded as he felt the warm, strong hands of the Japanese doctor thudding against his back. A smile growing on his lips after the ruffling of his hair and reached up to play with it himself, observing Taki closely for any sudden change as he walked away. Jason had grown used to the idea that Taki could flip the switch from gentle and kind to heated and violent with a mere thought. It left him apprehensive, but he had gotten used to it after a while.
Don't worry Jason-kun, really, you do that too much for your own good. Tatte kudsai and wait for me to get dressed. You are more important than my bath.
Jason laughed in acknowledgment to Taki's comment on his nervousness before taking to fiddling his fingers and staring at the ground as the doctor had almost reached the bathroom. Of course his earlier observation abandoned he jumped as an audible thud reached his ears as a rather large book landed at his feet. Taki's words hit him almost simultaneous with his jump, You can read that while I'm busy. It basically gives you a summary of what I will teach you today. 'How to read symptoms'. That is the most basic part of medical training, and even though I know that you know a lot about symptoms, you may learn more than you know. Hyakku!
Jason took a shaky breath and nodded as he scooped up the book and gazed at the cover before he glanced up at the doctor's form vanishing through the door way. He made his way to any empty area of floor to the wall near the door and slid down the wall.
I should of kept my eye on him, the book could of hit me. Jason opened the book and began reading as he was instructed. Eager and willing to do whatever it took to learn the trade, Jason would have done anything Taki asked of him and that was quite alright with him.
OOC: Sorry it took me so long to reply Tsubasa!
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Post by Tsubasa on Dec 12, 2008 20:25:26 GMT -5
Finishing the last comb through his dark Asian hair, Taki smiled to himself whilst thinking of the boy waiting in the room beside him. What a wonderful little lackey he had, so cute too. The paranoia thing never got old, and the doctor was sure that the poor boy would have to get over that if he ever wanted to be a real doctor. There were many frightening things that happened when you were in a hospital, and freaking out would never work. Taki had his fair share of conquering fears too when stepping into this business, hell, he had had a fear of blood. What kind of doctor had a fear of blood? Thankfully he got over it...slowly, but surely.
Stepping out once again, he smiled his fox smile and skipped over to Jason. Tapping him on the head, he tilted his own and blinked twice.
"Jaassonnn-Kunnn~, you learn anything? Because we're going to do many experiments toodayy!!! Kyouwa totemo omoshiroidesuuuu~!!!"
He chuckled, straightening his non-existent tie he put a finger to his mouth and made the impression that he was in the midst of deep thought. Tapping it repeatedly, he went back and forth in front of the boy, 'hhmmm'ing all the way.
"But with experiments we need subjects! And who oh who should we experiment with? A volunteer perhaps?" He paused, adding drama. Then abruptly shouted loudly. "IIEEE!!! We need to randomly pick someone and drag them here! Kyaa! What fun!"
What a handful this man was.
(BTW translation: Kyouwa totemo omoshiroidesu! = Today will be much fun! Iie = no
AND IT'S OKAY!! )
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lathriel
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Post by lathriel on Dec 19, 2008 6:52:02 GMT -5
Jason watched his mentor skip out of the room over the top of the book, his smile hidden behind the pages. If there was one thing he enjoyed most of all about spending his time with Taki was it was always amusing as the doctor had a constant eccentric tune to which he stepped.
Taki's body soon paused in front of Jason causing his eyes to roll upwards to view the doctor's face as the top of his head received a series of taps. Jaassonnn-Kunnn~, you learn anything? Because we're going to do many experiments toodayy!!! Kyouwa totemo omoshiroidesuuuu~!!!
Learn anything? Only as much as one could in a fifteen minute period... In this case the basic recognition of symptoms and the possible cause for a hand full of them as Jason was a rather quick reader. However, Jason held his tongue as the doctor was in the midst of a lecture of sorts. Of course it was no normal lecture, no, no, an exciting venture of pondering their course of action for the day's lesson by way of gestures and words, but a lecture of sorts none the less.
But with experiments we need subjects! And who oh who should we experiment with? A volunteer perhaps?
Jason face reddened with embarrassment at the thought... he had a slight, inky feeling he might end up being the volunteer. He sat down the book that had idly existed in his grasp as Jason had been fixated on Taki; the book long forgotten as the doctor spoke. Jason hands went through their series of nervous twiddling, but soon after the doctor's pause in his speech which could not have lasted much more then 15 seconds, Jason's mind simply elongating the time, Taki's voice shattered the silence in a loud exclamation.
IIEEE!!! We need to randomly pick someone and drag them here! Kyaa! What fun!
Jason took a deep sigh of relief and blinked, his brain soon realizing that they'd being going out to grab a random student or perhaps staff member to... "experiment on" as Taki had put it.
"Sensei," Jason began, "you said randomly... Do you mean we'll simply go out in to the halls and..." Jason paused for a loss of words."...acquire a random staff member or student?"
(OH OH OH! WHO'S GONNA BE OUR RANDOM PERSON!!?!?!?!? Will it be one of our characters or someone else's? ^^)
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Post by Tsubasa on Jan 22, 2009 15:23:01 GMT -5
The Japanese man was delighted with his idea. Being a doctor was always fun...Well, that is, when he was in his 'happy' mood. When he was in his irritated mood it sucked. So many students coming in and out, usually faking symptoms just to get out of class. God it annoyed him. Unlike other teachers in this school, Taki didn't take shit from any kid, freshman or no. Screw the rules, he was asian. Anyway, as he was happy, it was going to be fun to torture some poor, unprepared kid.
"Demo, it's going to have to be a student. They're much more frightened and innocent. Much more fun to abus- I mean experiment with. Kukuku..."
Giving off a chuckle, he tried to decide on who the unlucky victim would be. Which area of the school would they search in? The library, where the nerds resided? No, that was boring. The classrooms? No, the other teachers would get mad...Though that never stopped him. Then it came to him. Grabbing the wrist of poor little Jason, Taki slammed open the door and flew off into a random direction.
"To the art room! The art students are always innocent! Hayakku!"
Also, some certain art teacher named 'Gio' happened to reside there. And ever since the Italian came to the school Taki had his eyes set on him.
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lathriel
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Post by lathriel on May 27, 2009 20:48:53 GMT -5
Jason shuffled along after Taki like a child, stumbling due to the haste at which he hurried down the halls. He felt a bit ridiculous, following Taki down the labyrinth of the ways, but he was used to Taki's eccentric ways and admired the doctor for them. In fact, Jason had hopes of gaining some of Taki's eccentric ways and bold actions; a common occurrence for Jason, who was constantly desiring improvements for himself.
... though then again... then I'd be the one being followed, not the one running after.... Oh god! I must look ridiculous! Jason felt the terrible urge to fiddle about in paranoia and embarrassment, but he couldn't really do so flying down hallways with one hand trapped in Taki's. He'd have to cope by filling his mind with relevant thoughts, not involving how silly he must look.
I know we're on our way to the art room, but I've not taken an art class at the academy of yet and as such I have no knowledge of its whereabouts or the teacher who rules it. Hmmm... Jason started spinning images in his head, slinging adjectives like small boys sling mud at each other. The teacher's probably some handsome, Italian or French artiste - a paint-splattered, clay-covered silent-type always submerged in a painting, sculpture, or sketch. None too different from myself now that I think about it... only books and words are more my fancy... and I'm certainly not handsome or Italian or soiled with crafting materials. I'm definitely the quiet-type though...
He watched the back of Taki's bobbing head as they ran, not bothering to stare downwards in an attempt not to stumble. After all watching your feet only made it worse, right?
"T-taki-sensei... when are we *wheeze* going to reach *pant* the art room?"
The infirmary can't be that far from the art room can it? Jason wasn't all that athletic and arriving to a room full of students to be judged by wheezing and hacking like a asthmatic wildebeast was not his idea of a first impression or a good time.
Oh well, as long as I'm able to learn and spend time with Taki... Jason smiled to himself; after all, those were his two favorite things.
[OOC: Good lord I miss having time to post like everyday ever.... I can't wait.... only until the eleventh and then I'm free from school! FREE I TELL YOU! That is except from a job... but it'll be all good - still more time for amazing roleplaying goodness! Yay! *glomps Tsub* Endless crazy times for Jason and Taki right!?!?]
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