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[ There's the sound of quiet, fearful breathing. A gasp. Some rustling as she stands and...quickly falls to her knees once more. She doesn't have it in her to stand. ]

I'm---alive? But...[ But how? ]

[ Some time later a text goes out: ]

What

What day is it?

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[ A quick response: Third? She's not sure, but that's what it had seemed to be, when she'd looked outside. She doesn't give a room number, because she doesn't know, and she doesn't want to get up to look.

Whenever they make their way to where she is, they'll find her sitting on the floor, curled up between the bed and the wall with her knees to her chest, her head resting upon them. ]

((A pause, the blinks at Sasuke until he gets the number.)) Come. ((So he darts off, no doubt Sasuke just a step behind him. A pause, he looks to Sasuke.))

We'll split up. Just text me if you've found her. ((he holds his communicator up, and when that's agreed upon, moves off on his own.))

[ All he offers Clive is a curt nod before he turns in the opposite direction, exploring the west side of that hospital. He checks untouched room after untouched room, opening one door to see no one... but the disheveled bed catches his eye. Sasuke steps inside quietly, not having to move far before he finds exactly who he's looking for. The text is immediate: 316.

Only then does he approach, uncharacteristically hesitant. Finally Sasuke crouches lower but makes no move to touch her. She could easily be in shock. ]

Flora.

[ She hears him come in, but doesn't move from where she's sitting. She doesn't even look up, so she doesn't know who it is until he says her name. She's relieved, but at the same time she didn't want him--or anyone, really--to see her before she's managed to pick up her pieces.

After a moment of silence, she looks up at him. Her eyes are red from crying. ]

...Sasuke?

[ His gaze remains even despite being faced with that painful expression, one hand subtly curling into a fist. ]

Ah. [ Sasuke remains on her level, just in front of her and unmoving. ] ... What happened? Who hurt you?

[ She looks away, opens her mouth as if to say something but just shakes her head and lets it rest back on her knees, pulling them closer to her chest. ]

I don't know. They grabbed me from behind.

[ ... So it was purposeful. Not just some monster attack or anything like that; someone had taken Flora and done this to her. Just the very thought causes him to tense, trying to suppress more than one dangerous instinct. ]

We... will take you home. Clive is here too.

[ If anything, she seems to try and curl up further. Mentioning it--No. No, don't think about it... ]

Home. R-right. [ Home sounded marvelous, yet at the same time she didn't really want to move from her spot on the floor. ]

((There's that breathless moment of Clive slowing down at the door, entering, and staring. He looks at first to Sasuke, then toward Flora. He approaches, slow, holding back his breath--he didn't want to see worrying.

When he's close enough, he scoops down, bringing Flora into his embrace, half slid onto the bed.. Poor Sasuke has to deal with this, but oh well...))

Forgive me..

[ Sasuke looks up when Clive appears at the door, quickly straightening again as he then approaches. This... is hardly something he knows how to handle anyhow, this attempt at comforting, so he merely steps back away from the two of them. Perhaps he's intruding a little.

At first he watches for a moment or two before averting his eyes, allowing them some semblance of privacy while his mind focuses instead on any possible suspects. ]

[ She clings, burying her face into her chest as she does her very best to not tremble or burst into tears. She couldn't understand why he was asking for forgiveness. He'd done nothing--she should have known better, than to let her guard down so easily. ]

What...what for?

Shh.

((Yes, he's shushing you. He doesn't want to explain it. He pets her and sighs, but after a time looks up to Sasuke, as if for guidance. he opens his mouth, but doesn't say what he wants to. Was it too harsh to ask what he knew while Flora shook in his arms?))

[ There's no guidance to be found here, only harshness and cool, critical anger. His eyes are narrowed and focused on the window as he listens to the quiet sound of Flora's voice. She sounds... broken, almost. ]

We should go. [ And he sounds anything but. ] She needs to be back at the apartment, and I want to find out who did this. [ But how? That's the question. Perhaps it would be best to ask others if they'd seen anything. ]

Well enough. We should talk later of this...

((he turns his attention back to Flora, whispering.)) C'mon. Here, let me help you..

Flora?

[The woman is standing in the doorway of the room where they all were with a saddened look etched on her face. That message seriously worried her.]

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