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Where students come to be treated on various things.

Raven shoot her red eyes to Kirai hoping she was talking to her "I'm doing fine!" Raven said smirking sinisterly "and how about you Kirai?" Raven asked in a devilish sinister tone as she usually does

Olive tensed and backed away a step from the loud girl that had walked up to her. As somebody who was content to be invisible, this was an uncomfortable moment. She looked up at Raven with a characteristically bland expression.

"H-hello," she said, her voice a soft monotone. "Olive Ritter. We have art class together. You sit three rows ahead and five columns to the right."

Raven giggled and smiled devilishly "real? oh my gosh I didn't know!" Raven said feeling guilty

Kirai pondered the question, how was she really feeling," You could say I'm fine." Kirai said, casting her eyes on Olive before having them return to the magazine.

Raven skipped over to Kirai and leaned over peeking with curiosity and to see what Kirai was reading and what was so interesting about this magazine

"I drew a diagram," she said, wanting to explain how she knew. Didn't want there to be misconceptions about her or how she noticed things. "One for each class. And hallway. You also live in B ward."

Raven smiled at her "yup I am in Ward B!" Raven said proudly

"There's nothing exciting about the magazine, if you were wondering." Kirai said taking two steps to the right and away from Raven. Finally her left leg gave out and she hobbled to a seat and sat down. She grimaced as she removed a sock to reveal a large gash the length of a pencil.

Raven locked her eyes on the cut on Kirai's leg noticing the blood a shiver of plesure and excitment ran through Raven's body but Raven grabbed a table trying to control herself

Olive stared at Kirai's wound with curiosity. "They will want to stitch that. And maybe give you antibiotics. What cut your leg?"

"Nothing particularly interesting," Kirai said, when really she had been attacked by a ravenous youngling who had somehow managed to escape her cell. Kirai shuddered at the memory of walking around the corner and having a little girl take a dive at her leg.

"Just clean the cut up before I loose, total control and suck Kirai's blood!!" Raven said with frustration as she strugged keeping grip of a table cause the last thing she wanted was to hurt Kirai

Olive watched the situation quietly, unsure what else to say or do. She felt a little useless.

Raven cluthced onto the table with all her strength trying not to suck Kirai's blood from her open wound "Olive coveer it up! before I-" Raven stopped for a moment struggling "before I hurt Kirai!" Raven said with frustration

Kirai jumped to her feet, ignoring the pain that boiled in her leg, and walked through a door the nurse had opened. After what seemed like hours Kirai rejoined the others with new stitches and her sock pulled up over her wound. She tried her best to reassure Raven that there was nothing to worry about by giving her a light, nonchalant pat on the head.

Raven was clamer by then and was relieved that there was no blood she did no want to hurt Kirai period! she would be upset with herself if she did Raven smiled at Kirai as Kirai patted her on the head "I'm glad that your better Kirai!" Raven said smiling

(LATE)
Olive quickly grabbed a magazine and draped it over Kirai's leg so that the cut was covered. She realized that she wasn't the only one with such debilitating problems here.

(NOW)
Olive looked over the bandaged, sock-covered leg and looked satisfied.

Raven gave Kirai a hug "yay! your all better!" Raven sang!

Olive almost jumped in surprise when her name was called from the counter. She shuffled up to it, and the lady smiled.

"Sorry for the wait," she said. "We were running low, but the shipment just came in." The lady handed her a small white paper bag that rattled with the sound of a full pill bottle. Olive nodded and held her refilled antipsychotics close to her chest.

"Thank you," she said, then walked back over to the other two. Olive, wanting to be helpful somehow, pointed at Kirai's leg. "How many stitches?"

McKenzie looked around as they entered the room. "Why are we here?" She asked, looking at the mass of doctors curiously.

"So we can get your leg fixed up", Celestine said laying her on a bed. Celestine alerted one of the doctors as to what happened. He returned to McKenzie and held her hand. "They said we're going to get you fixed up, it shouldn't be that big of a deal. Don't worry I'll be here the whole time, I won't leave your side for a second", he said squeezing her hand tightly.

She sat up, and squeezed his hand back. She was slightly afraid, but wouldn't let it show on her face. "What are they gonna do to me?" She asked, quietly, taking a needle from her pocket and untying her leg. She began to sew his sleeve back together.

Celestine stopped her, "I know you're afraid, but everything is going to be fine", he said holding her hand, showing her love and compassion and friendship, "They're going to examine your leg wound and X-Ray your ankle, then they'll let us know from there. Don't worry, I'll be right at your side the whole time", Celestine said gently.

She pulled her hand away from his and continued sewing, it was a nervous habit. In moments the sleeve was fixed. She looked at him. "But they'll poke it, and it will hurt." She said quietly.

"Honey, just squeeze my hand if it hurts. I'll try and make sure it doesn't hurt too much", Celestine said as they wheeled her into the examination room.