Sharaiya and Seraphim ( Medical Facility )

Sharaiya was placed upon one of the medical beds, being treated carefully and the wounds inspected, it wasn't serious whatsoever, she just needed the time to rest. The paramedics left her on the bed to do so. The ribbon of her pigtail was removed and her beautifully colored hair was sprawled upon the bed and underneath her back. It almost seemed like a perfect place to rest, the light was slightly dimmed so it could not disturb her, though it did reflect nicely upon her facial features, her chest rising and falling as she breathed properly again it seemed everything was peaceful, were it not that her head shook lightly from side to side and gripped the bed.

Still developed in her nightmare and even starting to sweat a little, the past that still haunted her since day one never ceased to stop disturbing her, nobody really knew that she had such nightmares, since she slept alone and used to live with her sister, but now she was in the open and her voice was clear to hear, which spoke out to herself.

" The punishment of failing is beyond imaginable... "

"Fuck off, I told you I'm not here for any fancy treatment. Just give me a bandage and I'll be fine." From the sounds of things, Seraphim was at the entrance now to the medical facility, yelling at the nurses and doctors who wanted to help her, causing quite a scene that stirred a few of the resting patients. There were several of them trying to calm her down, a few others even suggesting she just lied down so they could take a look at her, but that all stopped when she ended up punching one of them in the jaw, shoving one away. "Listen, if you don't back off I'm going to gauge out your eyes and shove them so far down your throat the other doctors will think you have four testicles. So back off. Now!" And with that, they all scattered away, some tending to other patients and turning a blind eye to her, others quite literally leaving the facility, the one she threatened even going off in tears at that point.

A long sigh escaped Seraphim's breath, and she casually grabbed a fistfull of gauze, deciding she could treat herself, already grabbing a white towel to clean the wound around her neck as she walked down the hallway, slowly wrapping it around herself to stop the bleeding. Seraphim had never changed out of her wrestling attire, and was making her way down to find Sharaiya; she had to talk to her still.

Eventually, after she nearly searched through the entire place, awakening half a dozen patients in the proccess and cursing every time she messed up, Seraphim entered the room Sharaiya was in, stopping in the doorway when she saw her fragile and even somewhat attractive form, looking the girl up and down for a moment and falling silent in respect for her to rest now as Seraphim slowly walked in.

"Hey..." Her voice came out, much softer than her yelling moments ago, approaching the girl who was her opponent not long ago, still even caked in her own sweat as she now had the bandage and gauze around her neck, stopping at the foot of Sharaiya's bed. "..How are you feeling?"

Sharaiya did not hear the commotion outside, nor did she wake up by it, even when the door opened and Seraphim spoke to her, she did not wake up. Her body was resting effectively on the bed, some of the minor wounds had already started to recover and relieve her, while others had stopped hurting her, even though she could not tell in her state. There was a wet towl upon her forehead in case she had gotten or still would be getting an headache. As much as it helped her body, it did not help her mind and her spirit, she was still stuck within her own nightmare, gripping the blanket ontop of her and digging her nails into it.

" ..I will not be your puppet.. I will not..! I've done everything you asked me, I want my life back! "

Her voice was clear but at the same time dark, even though it seemed odd, her entire body was reacting to her nightmare, eyes flickering tightly closed and shook her head lightly from side to side, no one but Seraphim now seen her in this state, suddenly she sat up, her eyes wide open and aimed a clawed strike straight into the air yelling.

" I'll kill you!! "

She panted out loudly, immidiatly awakened from her disturbing slumber,the strands of her hair slowly falling over her shoulders while she stared toward Seraphim but not focussed upon her, finally the pupils started to take shape and she saw Sseraphim, a slight shocked expression as she noticed her hand pointed at her and slowly withdrew it, releasing a sigh as she tried to relax.

" ..Hey.. "

What did she just walk in on now? Seraphim had stopped at the foot of Sharaiya's bed, at first just to look at her from afar and await for her to awaken, if she even did from Seraphim's words, but that quickly changed when she watched in curiousity the way she behaved. Was she.. having a nightmare? Seraphim quarked an eyebrow, half tempted to go towards her and wake Sharaiya up, knowing how bad it could be to experiance a nightmare sometimes. But this one seemed far too extreme for something normal, as Sharaiya's uttered her dark words, Seraphim was a little unsettled by it, not too bothered, but still finding it to be an unfortunate thing for anyone to go through. So, she decided to try and wake her up.

That idea though was quickly shunned, as Seraphim took a sudden step back when Sharaiya shot up from her bed, sitting up with a hand thrusted out like a claw, missing Seraphim by a few inches as she flinched and coiled back, still quick enough on her feet fortunately, and out of the way as well. Not saying a word just yet, Seraphim kept her guard up a little, tense as she watched the girl's expressions change and she came back to realization of what was going on.

Damn.. and here she thought that her own head was fucked up, Sharaiya had quite a share of problems too.

"What.. What the Hell was that about? Are ya okay?" There was still a calmer tone to her words, but concern was still there as she stepped closer to her bed, now at her side, a clear expression of worry now crossing her face that once carried such an extreme pride along it. Leaning closer, she knelt down a little, trying to be at more of an eye level with the girl before looking her over and seeing how she was holding up.

Sharaiya eased up completely once she was completely awake, clutching the arm she had extended out and stroked her fingers over it quietly, finally the Russian started to look around to see where she was, blinking a few times.

" ...I have no time to be resting here. "

She nodded at Seraphim, looking in her eye for a while before she snapped out of it, a few minutes ago she was still her opponent but for some reason she suddenly felt comfortable, which is something she didn't need for today, she had to continue searching for her sister and she was not going to let a few simply wounds get the best of her.

" I'm fine, thank you for your concern. Well, can't be resting here! "

She acted like nothing happened since she knew it was for the best, turning to hop off the bed, which she shouldn't have done, she immidiatly twitched one eye shut and her legs immidiatly trembled, one hand going to her stomach as she immidiatly fell back and sat upon the side of the bed, panting softly as the pain aquanted with her once more, mumbling something softly to herself.

" .. That.. Didn't feel good. "

She tried to hide the pain with a weak smile, rubbing her stomach for a few seconds before trying to stand up again, which immidiatly made her legs tremble again but she pushed down upon them to try and keep them steady.

Subtlely, Seraphim watched Sharaiya's actions, taking not in all of the smaller details in her movements. Even the way she held her arm and then fingertips, and how she turned in her bed. Seraphim knew in just a moment the girl wasn't going to be too happy with that movement in just a moment, and Seraphim just stood quite, giving a concerned and somewhat pained smile when she watched her only strain in attempting to get up.

"H-Hey, settle down, you're just going to make it worse. No need to hurry, r-right?" Feeling a little awkward in watching the girl just hurt herself further from being in a hurry like that. Almost immediattly, Seraphim closed in and stood closer to the bed, placing a hand over her shoulder and trying to usher her back into laying on the bed. But Sharaiya was as stubborn as Seraphim, and she knew it was pointless to even try, instead attempting to just make her stop hurting herself from being so persistant, and stayed close. Even if they were fighting one another not long ago, it was clear that Seraphim was concerned; she felt a connection with this girl since they both had such bold and important reasons to fight.

Sharaiya looked up at Seraphim, she wasn't sure whether to listen or go against it, allowed herself to sit back down upon the bed while keeping her eyes upon the girl, finally a sigh escaping her lips and nodded, she was in no shape to search for her sister and if she encountered trouble, she had no means to defend herself. She decided to just give in for now and slowly lay back down onto the bed, a slight twitch as her back was also still in pain, staring up aimlessly at the ceiling before looking back at Seraphim.

" ..Say.. Why aren't you resting? Whatever you're trying to cover up there, you might want to get it checked or atleast lay down aswell and rest. "

Sharaiya was still reluctant, any chance of even the slightest recovery and she'd go out to find her sister but right now she couldn't and needed to take care of herself. Still, she looked at Seraphim and could not help but worry about her now, she had no idea how much damage she had done to the girl's neck for her to hide it like that, which made her frown.

" I'm sorry.. For hurting you. "

When Sharaiya asked why she wasn't resting at all, Seraphim let out an amused laugh. But that stopped mid way as she went from a laugh to a subtle cough, even clutching her now poorly bandaged through while cringing a little. Sharaiya was probably right, it might have been a good idea to rest, her gut was still tender too, but Seraphim was the kind of girl who took a whole new meaning to 'walk it off,' and just shook her head a little as she denied any need of rest. "I'll manage. These wounds are just somethin' I'll wear like a badge of honor, so don't be apologizin' like that, it doesn't suite ya." Sounding casual, Hell, even proud as she said that, Seraphim gave a bigger smile, almost cheesy in the way she had, hoping to amuse the girl a little by her selfless bravado and how she gave such an uncharacteristic smile that looked a little goofy on her features.

" Right.. So you're going to let me rest but you don't want it? "

Sudddenly Sharaiya sat up again, a little painfully but she didn't care at the moment, her hand grasped Seraphim's arm, though not to sink her nails in, she tugged on it to try and make her fall onto the bed. If Sharaiya was going to need a rest then it seems Seraphim will be having one too, since she took the injuring she caused on Seraphim seriously.

" That is why I do not prefer to use that style.. It causes too much damage. "

She nodded at Seraphim's neck, grabbing one of the pillows to put it behind her back so she could remain seated, she didn't like laying down too much anymore.

Sharaiya's first sentence really had a point, the Russian had done a lot more damage than Seraphim was playing off, and even though she had been very adept at shrugging off pain to the point where one would think the woman's skin was thicker than a leather hide, Seraphim did find it was bothering her more and more as she went on. Then, as she placed a hand on Seraphim's arm, even a girl as proud and stubborn as her found that stern outlook fade into embarrassment as she was pulled to the bed, waving her arms frantically like she was afraid of falling, and then went down into the bed, greeted by the soft cushions and one of the pillows.

"Okay fine.. you win." Seraphim responded with a tiny grin at the corner of her lips, letting out a sigh as she laid back in the bed for now, trying to take up as little room as possible since this was Sharaiya's, not hers. In respect, she started to remove her shoes too, the long, black boots taking her some time to remove as she undid the mass of laces and threw it at the foot of the bed, feeling like maybe she should relax and take Sharaiya's word for it. [size=78:2s3qajc2]"And I was supposed to be training Tracy today too..." She would mutter under her breath, but knowing that even if she didn't stay here and rest, she may not have been in a good enough condition to do so. The last thing she needed was the Kawaii to actually beat her in training.

"There's nothing wrong with causing enough pain and damage. Anyone who signs up here should know the risks. If anything, you should be using that same style against the Era of Hell, they deserve that much, eh?" As Seraphim laid back, finding comfort in the bed right now, she kept her hands to herself for now, occasionally massaging her neck, but respecting Sharaiya's space. She didn't really find herself getting ideas despite being in the bed with another woman; there was already someone who had her heart anyway. But she would be lying if she said it wasn't calming and pleasant to spend some time with Sharaiya like this. It was like the two of them could show their more humane and carefree sides, and didn't have to worry about the conflict in the ring. Overall, it felt... good to lay here with her and just talk, there really wasn't anything else she would want to do right now.