Sharaiya and Seraphim ( Medical Facility )

Sharaiya would gasp out, barely able to keep herself standing but somehow managed, staring at Seraphim but nodded in respect, she knew that whatever Seraphim was taking, it would be best to give her some space, she wasn't thinking straight.

" Sorry about that, you got me worried.. "

Sharaiya would manage a weak smile, wanting to show Seraphim that she was okay and that she tried to give a signal that she was merely trying to help, looking over her shoulder as the girl was moving to the side, the girl had seen what Seraphim was doing and actually thought she might have found a weakness, the girl slowly starting to make her way towards the exit so she could escape before Seraphim had the chance to attack her again.

Slowly but surely, Seraphim's breath calmed down and she was slowly feeling at ease. It wasn't a quick proccess, she knew she would need a few minutes, maybe even five or ten to really settle down before she could really be certain she was going to be okay. But fortunately, she could already feel things settle, the medication taking it's effect and her own thoughts on just maintaining herself actually seeming to work for her.

Looking towards Sharaiya, she managed a pained smile, one hand over her face, actually taking the time to cover the place where her eyepatch was with a closed palm, like it was bothering her or she was subconsciously thinking about it. "No.. it's cool, don't worry 'bout it... but thanks." Feeling herself slowly calm, she turned her gaze at Sharaiya, her hand still over the leather eyepatch as she looked at her friend, showing the same concern right back to her. "..What about you? Ya look like Hell. Or rather... like you were abused by the Era of Hell." With a forced chuckle, somewhat pained, Seraphim slid down a bit against the wall, slowly finding herself sliding down into a sitting position as her back remained against the wall, taking a final, long breath before she felt in control again.

Sharaiya sighed loudly in relief, it seemed Seraphim was starting to recover, which made her plop down on her rear, as if she just lost all reason to stay standing. A pained but soft chuckle came from her after hearing Seraphim speak, shaking her head lightly and spoke out:

" Ah.. I'll be fine.. I can withstand playfull taps.. "

Sharaiya would quickly look to the side when she noticed a quick flash, like someone went into a sudden sprint and someone did, the purple haired girl was still quickly, making her way through the nurses that were still standing there and escaped. Sharaiya cursed out, wanting to stand up to punish the girl for having her friend like this now, she was really trying but even trying to kneel up made Sharaiya turn into a whining puppy, eyes tightly closed as she tried to ignore it infront of Seraphim.

" Though I could use a much better rest.. "

Seraphim had paid no more attention to the violet haired girl who had attacked Sharaiya, instead patting herself down, searching for the other thing she always carried on her. There were essentially four things she always had; her medication, her wallet with a few spare bills in her boot in case someone tried to rob her, a special item hidden beneath her eyepatch, and then what she took out now; her cigarettes. The softpack had a Swedish label called 'Bold Trooper', and when Seraphim removed one of the sticks, it was entirely colored a light brown, and had a sweet scent of cocoa to it as she placed it between her lips. She never lit it though, the taste simply calming her down as she nibbled on it between her lips, putting the pack away as she did and letting out another sigh.

"Here... let me help." Seraphim said as she slowly got to her feet, her own legs trembling just a little from both her own exhaustion still and the distress after what just happened. Despite this, she still managed to approach Sharaiya, but slowly, offering a shaky hand her way as she bent down, her own face pale still as she took a short breath. "We're both ragged.. maybe we should just call it a night?"

Sharaiya would take Seraphim's hand though used most of her own strength to get herself back on her feet, a little wobbly and almost stumbled back down but managed to stay on her feet. She released Seraphim's hand once she was up, rubbing the back of her head and smiled kindly at her.

" I'll be alright.. I just need to find my room again... Thanks for coming.. I still got some money for a cab if you want.. "

Sharaiya would turn to stumble towards her room, clearly the damage she took was more then enough to set this wolf down almost permanently though she was just too stubborn to allow herself to be taken down yet, leaning against the wall when she stumbled against it, releasing a soft sigh to try and calm down and ignore the pain for a bit longer.

It was clear that Seraphim was becoming a bit distant right now, the look in her crimson eye a bit distant, like she was looking past Sharaiya, and off into the distance somewhere, not completely all there herself at the moment. Still, even if she did feel off right now, it didn't stop her from helping Sharaiya; the person who was once her opponent, and now quickly becoming a trusted friend.

Shaking her head again, seeming to allow her movements to depict how she felt more than her words, Seraphim gave a soft shrug, slowly walking with a slight limp over to the beds, not even asking if Sharaiya needed to be guided. She didn't plan to take no for an answer, and Seraphim ended up letting her arm rest around the girl's shoulders, lending her own to lean on so they would make it back to her bed. Seraphim didn't plan to lay down this time, but she wasn't going to leave Sharaiya any time soon now. Instead, she remained like a stoic guardian, bringing Sharaiya slowly to her bed, and then choosing to sit on an empty one beside Sharaiya, letting the taste of the cocoa laced cigarette calm her nerves at the moment.

Sharaiya didn't want Seraphim to help her, she was worried about Seraphim's condition more then her own. She was reluctant at first, trying to push Seraphim away from her but she simply was't able to and once she was upon the bed, she curled up underneath the blankets and fluttered her eyelids closed. She wasn't sure what to say to Seraphim so she just said nothing, releasing a irritated sigh. She shouldn't have called her, maybe then Seraphim would've remained herself other then taking pills. Sharaiya was now too confused about keeping quiet or saying something, an apology, words of gratitude.. Seraphim was there for her and even was at her own risk, which made her sad. She brought her head down underneath the blankets so Seraphim could not see the tears form in her eyes, as if she was broken but they were luckily silent tears, bringing one hand up to cover her eyes.

" ... "

The pills had taken their effect, and slowly Seraphim could feel the strange bliss come over her mind, the chemical imbalances sorting out in her head, and her muscles and nerves relaxing deeply as she leaned back some, still nibling the cigarette. Every now and then, her left hand would tense up and form a fist, but then slowly relaxed, as if she was tryng to get her blood flowing more. The silence was golden right now, and personally, it felt a little calming to her as she just stayed quiet, and allowed her mind to settle. But after a few minutes and watching Sharaiya, she couldn't help herself from speaking and staying quiet any more.

"...Hey, things are goin' to be alright. You know, that, right?" Though her tone was casual, even exhausted in a way like there was an arrid sense of something relaxing in the room now. In truth, even though Seraphim was feeling her medication take effect, she still felt somewhat tense, she couldn't just turn a blind eye to all that had happened, but she still wanted to keep tough, and hoped that Sharaiya would do the same.

Sharaiya simply turned her body to the other side, staring over at the wall from under the blanket. She tried to be brave but she knew who she just faced. She know Seraphim would get in trouble if she'd help her and that is something Sharaiya couldn't allow. She'd release a gentle sigh, she was going to say something Seraphim might hate to hear but she needed to say it in order to keep her from this trouble, closing her eyes completely and mumbled out to her.

" You don't have to help me any longer, I'm planning to join the Era of Hell. ''

Sharaiya tried to sound serious despite the tears on her cheeks and yes, knowing Seraphim would either go against her or just not believe it, hoping Seraphim would atleast consider her an enemy and atleast be safe, Sharaiya could probably redirect the Era of Hell away from Seraphim if she tries hard but now even she begins to think she should join the organization.

Sharaiya's words had shook Seraphim to her core. Her crimson eye widened like she had just witnessed her best friend getting slaughtered before her very eyes, and more emotions flooded through her now than ever before. Not only did she not want to beleive it, but now she felt a boiling anger rise up through her quicker than ever before. She wouldn't stand for this, and that was why she shot up from the bed, and went right over to Sharaiya. Even though she was aware that her friend was in pain, that didn't stop her from what she did next, lunging down as her hand would grip the edge of Sharaiya's shirt to yank her back up, her force in doing so nearly enough to tear it off by the way she did it. Even though the girl's eyes were closed, Seraphim made sure she yanked with another force to liven her up some and make her look at her.

"And just what would that accomplish you idiot?! You just told me not to be like them and so instead you would? You're dumber than I thought!!" Her insults came out as a brooding yell, and even though it was a little straitforward and somewhat hurtful, it was also her way in hoping to make Sharaiya come to a realization, trying to get this into Sharaiya's head.

"There is nothing to gain from that, and if you so much as think I'll let you just walk out of here knowing that, then you should know the only way that's happening is in a wheelchair, because I am sure as Hell not letting you go back, we're getting your sister, and then we're going to bring them down, you hear me?!" To get her point across, empthizing and yelling all her words with a stunning anger, Seraphim shook Sharaiya every few moments, making damn sure she was looking at her, practically baring her teeth at Sharaiya like she saw her as an enemy to crush once again. And if she joined, then so would be the case...