Originally Posted by Anna Banana

Had Anna's head and nose not been throbbing with pain, she'd have snapped right back at Cale. Besides that, it really hurt her to hurt him, even though she'd never let him know that. Ugh. How had he managed to turn her into a softie? Anna Greingoth was no softie, yet she melted each and every time Cale was around. "Okay, okay. I'm calming down. I have calmed down," she said, still using the palm of her hand to cover up her nose. It didn't make the pain ease, but it definitely hid the embarrassment. "Fine, Cale. You haven't walked around like a mummy. Let's just drop it and wait for the nurse. I'm embarrassed..."



Oh, thank Merlin! Help had arrived! Anna removed hand off her nose, making a face when she saw the blood that had poured out into her palm. Ew. "Oh, thank you!" Anna exclaimed, breathing a sigh of relief when she was told that she'd suffer no permanent damage. Anna smiled sweetly at Cale when she heard the nurse's comment about clumsiness. That did it. As soon as they were out of here, she was going to hug him tightly and make sure her baby knew that no matter what, he was her hero. Anna happily took the pain releiever potion and then allowed the nurse to clean up all her blood. This little situation was getter better and better by the minute. "Oh, thank you! I was afraid I'd be stuck like this forever. I'm not used to accidents. My nose...is it still broken?" Anna asked, patting it softly.

Originally Posted by Zoerawrr

"No!" Jake cried out, tears coming to his eyes, though he refused to let them fall. "No more. Let me go..." His flailing reached its peak as he started to panic and throw his chair back. My arms... trapped... I need my arms...

It was inexplicable to Jake, why he panicked suddenly, but he knew that he needed to get out. He tugged and tugged, which caused more and more pain, which made him panic and flail, which made him tug and tug... Jake's breathing quickened as he tried to shift his chair away, not knowing how he would exactly get down the stairs.

This method of moving wasn't getting him very far at all, not even out of the line of chairs. Looking up the waiting room, Jake finally caught sight of the place he had stood that day... the day after the incident at the library. A quick flashback of a falling boy later, and Jake was wide-eyed and pale. His bottom lip went as he remembered the coldness of the skin. He thought he saw someone right ahead of him...

"No," Jake yelped, before trying to make his chair fall, as if that would somehow get him away from the imaginary Set. He had no-one to go to for help.