You've noticed, haven't you? Students here tend to take down the weakest link, that's how I heard graduation normally went last year? I wasn't around for that.
[ he woke up a year too late, but that doesn't mean he can't use his belatedness to his advantage, and that allows him to spin his story to one side to prove his innocence. had he been awake then, who knows what would have happened, or if he could take advantage of those lost and unsure where to go; a helping hand tends to do wonders.
with the needle and thread in hand, he manages to slip the suture through the hole with relative ease. ]
I wouldn't want them to make you a target, that's all.
[ as much as midori would love to end alice's life, he doesn't, only because within these walls there's a job that must be done. he isn't fond of him, but that doesn't mean he can't play fair. one hand reaches out to pinch at the skin, and then slowly slipping the needle through the flesh that alice should feel, but nothing that causes harm or immediately discomfort, it's just... unusual probably. ]
[ The conversation distracts Alice from focusing on the strange sensation of being stitched up without feeling any pain. Graduation here isn't anything that he's personally familiar with himself, but he won't admit that like Midori, he wasn't awake last year to witness it, and that it doesn't sound farfetched for the school to pit its students against one another. He might refuse to take part in a new sort of death game, but there's no telling what others would do...
Disturbing though it may be, knowing that nothing is done out of the goodness of Midori's heart, it's almost impressive how dedicated Midori is to acting the part of a kind, helpful doctor. The truth contradicts it, however — in some way, he's plotting as they speak! ]
Inconceivable... That's inconceivable...
[ Why wouldn't his back heal fully? Alice steals a glance behind him. ]
I can't avoid showering, but it won't get infected!
Inconceivable! Ludicrous! Impossible... say what you like, but that's the reality of this place.
[ a kind, helpful doctor who comes to his patient's aid. he might close them a little too tight, but honestly it's better than freely allowing it to breathe the fresh air. he doesn't need that many threaded in, so with about two visible, midori steps back to examine his work. ]
I never said you didn't have to shower! That would be gross...
[ disgusting even, just completely repulsive at the thought. ]
Just use a rag and bucket, and have someone clean around the area. You're not shy about your body, are you?
[ Once Midori isn't leaning so close, Alice breathes easier, and he crosses his arms instead of squeezing his thighs as though they're standing in for a stress ball. He does feel better, at least while the injured area has no feeling in it...
His next remark comes out muttered, vaguely petulant: ]
You told me not to get it wet... My body isn't the problem! But imposing on someone...
[ How can he simply approach others to request their assistance? Who would agree to that?! ]
Do not get it wet, or it'll ruin the stitches! I can give you a rag that'll be great for the job.
[ with everything done, he uses the bandages that he has to place over the area, covering it from sight. fine work, he will say so himself. ]
You've made friends here, haven't you?
[ loathe he is to say so, he inquires like a doctor who worries about their patient. friends, out of all people who had obtained friends it would be alice, and he could only hope that he loses them one by one.
even though they're no longer in the majority game, it does hurt to see his murderer standing before him— breathing, existing.
well, whatever! ]
Someone must be willing. Or you can come to me for a daily wash.
[ Stitches, bandages — that means he can put his shirt back on! Alice snatches it up, pulling it over his head and pushing his arms through the sleeves before tugging the hem down his torso, much faster than he removed the garment. Then, rising to his feet, he turns around fully to face Midori.
A daily wash... As if he's an invalid, helpless without Midori's intervention... It has to be a joke. But these bandages need changing over and over until the wound heals and the stitches are gone, right? ]
I've made many friends! Any of them would be more than willing to seize this opportunity...!
[ Or so he'll claim, in case Midori hoped to hear the opposite. ]
[ Aches or pains?! It's not over...? But he'll endure all of them, regardless of how much they might make him scream or cry, if they're unbearably unpleasant! ]
I'm always good...
[ If this were an ordinary doctor's visit, some words of gratitude would be in order, and they nearly slip out as Alice heads for the door. ]
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[ he woke up a year too late, but that doesn't mean he can't use his belatedness to his advantage, and that allows him to spin his story to one side to prove his innocence. had he been awake then, who knows what would have happened, or if he could take advantage of those lost and unsure where to go; a helping hand tends to do wonders.
with the needle and thread in hand, he manages to slip the suture through the hole with relative ease. ]
I wouldn't want them to make you a target, that's all.
[ as much as midori would love to end alice's life, he doesn't, only because within these walls there's a job that must be done. he isn't fond of him, but that doesn't mean he can't play fair. one hand reaches out to pinch at the skin, and then slowly slipping the needle through the flesh that alice should feel, but nothing that causes harm or immediately discomfort, it's just... unusual probably. ]
Your back could become your Achilles' heel!
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Disturbing though it may be, knowing that nothing is done out of the goodness of Midori's heart, it's almost impressive how dedicated Midori is to acting the part of a kind, helpful doctor. The truth contradicts it, however — in some way, he's plotting as they speak! ]
Inconceivable... That's inconceivable...
[ Why wouldn't his back heal fully? Alice steals a glance behind him. ]
I can't avoid showering, but it won't get infected!
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[ a kind, helpful doctor who comes to his patient's aid. he might close them a little too tight, but honestly it's better than freely allowing it to breathe the fresh air. he doesn't need that many threaded in, so with about two visible, midori steps back to examine his work. ]
I never said you didn't have to shower! That would be gross...
[ disgusting even, just completely repulsive at the thought. ]
Just use a rag and bucket, and have someone clean around the area. You're not shy about your body, are you?
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His next remark comes out muttered, vaguely petulant: ]
You told me not to get it wet... My body isn't the problem! But imposing on someone...
[ How can he simply approach others to request their assistance? Who would agree to that?! ]
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[ with everything done, he uses the bandages that he has to place over the area, covering it from sight. fine work, he will say so himself. ]
You've made friends here, haven't you?
[ loathe he is to say so, he inquires like a doctor who worries about their patient. friends, out of all people who had obtained friends it would be alice, and he could only hope that he loses them one by one.
even though they're no longer in the majority game, it does hurt to see his murderer standing before him— breathing, existing.
well, whatever! ]
Someone must be willing. Or you can come to me for a daily wash.
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A daily wash... As if he's an invalid, helpless without Midori's intervention... It has to be a joke. But these bandages need changing over and over until the wound heals and the stitches are gone, right? ]
I've made many friends! Any of them would be more than willing to seize this opportunity...!
[ Or so he'll claim, in case Midori hoped to hear the opposite. ]
So, as you can see, your work is done!
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[ it's going to hurt like hell once it wears off, but he's sure that alice can bear it... maybe. ]
I'll come and visit you in two.
[ a smile as he finally sits down, crossing his legs as he looks towards the door. ] Be good, Alice!
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I'm always good...
[ If this were an ordinary doctor's visit, some words of gratitude would be in order, and they nearly slip out as Alice heads for the door. ]
Th— [ He covers it up with a cough. ] Goodbye!