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Nerina P. Guerra

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PostSubject: 911 is a joke   February 12th 2013, 4:15 am




ALTHOUGH she wasn't a well-seasoned teacher, Nerina (or rather, Ms. Guerra here in the workplace) was a good one. She hadn't been teaching at Unova for very long, but her students seemed to enjoy her classes; at least, as much as most of them could enjoy literature. It wasn't exactly a popular subject, but she tried to keep her lessons lively so as to not lose the students' attention. However, that didn't mean that every single one of her pupils was willing to give her class a chance.

ONE student in particular had been causing her a bit of trouble since the start of term, disrupting lectures and giving inappropriate answers when asked questions. While she didn't care for the boy, however, she did not let him annoy her to the point where she broke her professional nature. She would calmly ask him to behave or else she would have to punish him, and despite the fact that he would laugh at those comments, he always seemed to settle down after she shot him a glance that said just how annoyed she was with him.

BUT today had been different. He hadn't shown up to class, and when Nerina had inquired about his whereabouts one of the boy's friends had informed her that he had gotten sick last period. Now, it wasn't that the young woman didn't trust her problematic student, but - no, alright, she didn't trust him one bit. Her gut told her that he was obviously playing hooky to get out of class but she wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. So, once class had wrapped up, she headed off in the direction of the infirmary. Thankfully she had a planning period next, so it wouldn't be a problem for her to pop in for a few minutes.

AFTER a short walk down the winding hallways, the literature teacher found herself at the door to the infirmary. She knocked quietly thrice before turning the handle as to alert the nurses and any other inhabitants of the room to her presence. Unfortunately though, she didn't know the names of any of the medical staff at the school, so she was walking into the situation clueless. "Hello?" Nerina called out to nobody in particular. She kept her voice low in case any of the patients were asleep - were there any patients, that is. It was strangely empty in the infirmary, save for a single bed on the opposite side of the room.

UNSURE of what to do now that she was there, the blonde took a few tentative steps away from the door. It didn't appear to be the student she was looking for, but the lights were dimmed slightly so it was difficult to tell for certain. She wanted to get a proper look but since there wasn't a doctor or nurse around, she was unsure if she should even be in here at the moment. Somebody would have be back momentarily if there was even just one sick student to attend to, right?

PUT at ease by the thought, Nerina spoke up again, "Excuse me?" Hopefully the person in the bed was awake. She'd feel awful if her questioning disturbed an ill person's slumber, after all. Although maybe if it was the little troublemaker she was looking for she wouldn't feel too bad about it; and, if it wasn't her student, she could at least ask about when a nurse would be back. Then she could ask the nurse if her student had actually come in sick or not, and she could quickly return to her classroom where it didn't feel strange...


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PostSubject: Re: 911 is a joke   February 12th 2013, 7:01 am



The past couple of days had been a tremendous nightmare for Ashe. Literally. Three days’ time to her was over three years’ time in reality. All at once she had to cope with the loss of her most important teenage years, friends, and significant other. Not to mention her own family who had abandoned her for unknown reasons. It seemed as though the past was all a dream now, for there were no remnants of it at all in sight. The only proof that her life wasn’t a lie was being clenched tightly in her right hand: A bag of a few belongings she had on her at the time of the blackout, that of which she could just barely recall, and it only gets worse from there. What was a dream…what was real…? she asked herself, pounding her brain relentlessly trying to get a grasp on that horrid night. Something happened, but what was truth?
A nurse from the hospital she had been kept in for most of her slumber held Ashe steady as she stepped out into the morning light. She was being led into a plain looking white van used to carry patients from point A to B when they had no transport resources of their own. She sat in the back seat alone, eyes to the floor, as the door closed. Shortly after they were on their way to a place called Unova Preparatory Academy, described to her as “A prestigious and wonderful place for you to continue your academic studies!” She was quite obviously not into the pep talk with her current situation.
Staring blankly between the floor and her own lap, a string of thoughts, pictures, and little pieces of mental evidence began to piece themselves together. Things were beginning to make sense, but she was missing something. A key fragment of information as to why she was in the hospital. For whatever reason, that was being held from her. Well, the nurses and doctors claimed to not know why she was brought in, but did they really expect her to believe that? To her, it was just an excuse to buy time before she was sent off to this ‘prestigious’ academy. She furrowed her eyebrows in deep thought and frustration, pressing her teeth tensely together. “Hnngh…” she growled, completely out of her character. The abrupt sound that erupted from her was far deeper than she thought her own voice could go. Out of reaction she grabbed at her throat with her left hand. Something was wrong here…
After what seemed like another three years, the generic looking van came to a halt and she was escorted out. Ashe looked back in the direction of the vehicle and saw her bag sitting in the seat next to hers. Her heart felt like it caved for a moment. Those items were the only things holding her to the past life she no longer lived. In a hurry she jogged back to grab the plastic sack before catching up to the escort once more. Too much was going through her mind to take in the beautiful view from outside of the school. Perhaps she’d get to appreciate it at a later time. Her head did finally level out upon entering the structure, however. What she walked into, she assumed, was the Infirmary. There was a single bed off to the side of the room and a few chairs. Subconsciously she went to occupy the bed, sitting on it and putting the bag she held on the floor next to it. Her legs were still shaky because of the lack of energy from simple hospital eating schedules. Before long they had checked her up and let her idle for a while, deeming her fine to attend the school. As time passed for whatever she was supposed to be waiting for, she dozed off into a light sleep. I never wanted to sleep again, but...

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……wolves…
In a slightly frantic manner, Ashe shot up from her nap with a sharp inhale as if she were trying to escape someone’s grasp. As she calmed herself, her hand swept across her forehead and brows to rid herself of the cold sweat that built there. In the next moment, she swung her legs down so her feet met the floor. It was at this time that she noticed the person standing near the door, looking at her. She seemed to have a nice aura around her, but Ashe could hardly see anything in her current state. “What?” she said sharply, almost in a yell. Up righting herself so quickly a second ago had made her dizzy, to which she held her head in her hands, rubbing her temples ever so slightly. It didn’t help much but anything would do at this point.



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PostSubject: Re: 911 is a joke   February 12th 2013, 9:52 pm




STARTLED by the girl's sudden reaction, it would be a lie for Nerina to say that she didn't jump at the shouted response that she received. She stopped moving forward and lightly pressed a hand flat against her chest, allowing a trapped burst of breathe to escape from her lips. There was no reason for her to be alarmed - it was just a harmless young girl who had gotten sick at school. Nerina took a closer look at her for several fleeting moments before doing anything else. It didn't appear to be one of her students, as she looked to be one of the older kids, probably a third or maybe a fourth year.

THAT information was unimportant at the moment though. Dropping her hand back to her side and plastering a reassuring smile onto her face, Nerina moved close enough to be within proper speaking distance, but not too close as to cause the girl in the bed any further panic. "Pardon me, young lady. I didn't mean to frighten you," she said, hoping her tone was calming. The girl had obviously been having a nightmare or something, which meant she didn't need to be bombarded with questions right away.

NERINA gave her a minute to settle down and hopefully get her thoughts in order. Once she had waited for a sufficient count of seconds, however, Nerina cleared her throat and spoke up once more. "I apologize, again, but I simply came here in search of the doctor or nurse." she paused to let her words sink in before adding, "You wouldn't happen to know where they are, would you?" As she awaited an answer - assuming that she got one, of course - Nerina took the opportunity to give the girl a quick glance-over.

HER gaze was kind yet calculating as she attempted to figure out what could possibly be ailing the girl. It didn't appear to be a physical problem, but more of an issue with her mental wellness, if her initially frantic state was anything to go off of. Obviously Nerina would have to be careful of how to act if the girl was in a delicate state of mind, but maybe the girl wasn't all that troubled. She just had to tread carefully until she was made more aware of the situation at hand.


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PostSubject: Re: 911 is a joke   February 13th 2013, 2:59 am



Ashe shook her head clasped between her hands, rubbing her fingers into her temples before lowering her hands into her lap. The tips of her fingers slid along the smooth material of the skirt she wore until they met her knees, slightly exposed to the dim lighting of the room. An empty gaze rose to meet the eyes of the woman who stood before her. There was a hint of relief that overwhelmed Ashe as she realized it was not a doctor looking to poke her with needles or something close to that sort of thing. “It was not you.” she responded before looking her up and down. She had seen this woman once before somewhere. As she narrowed her eyes onto the woman’s face, it could have easily been mistaken for a glare due to her sleepy, dark, almond shaped eyes. There was only one possible place she could have seen this woman from. But before Ashe could pester her, she was thrown a question. “I do not.” She answered bluntly, rising to a stand. “You are an instructor here, correct? I have seen an image of you in the brochure for this place.”
With that said, she took a slow, careful stride pass the stranger to the sink at the corner of the room. As she walked by, the lock she had on the woman’s eyes broke and went directly towards her destination. Upon her reaching the faucet, she turned the cold water onto low and cupped her hands beneath it, letting it spill over the rim of her fingers. I remember now, something to do with wolves… she thought, nearly losing herself. She had just grabbed another piece to the puzzle that was her complicated situation. But something was still off. That key she was looking for was still nowhere in her mind. But wolves…that thought was carried off to a vault deep inside of her for further investigation. For when she actually had the time to think about it. Damn it.” she growled beneath her breath, but audible enough for the stranger behind her to hear. Simultaneously, she clenched her fists, watching the water empty from them and splash against the sink below.



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PostSubject: Re: 911 is a joke   February 16th 2013, 3:53 am




NOOOOOO I ACCIDENTALLY EDITED THE POST INSTEAD OF MAKING A NEW ONE GDI I FEEL SO STUPID ;A; FORGIVE ME OTL


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PostSubject: Re: 911 is a joke   February 17th 2013, 7:15 pm



Ashe peeled her stare from the water, which captivated her more than it should have, to pay more attention to the conversation at hand. Her eyes, which had flared with ferocity just a moment ago, shed itself completely of anguish and replaced it with an empty, lifeless demeanor. An effortless turn of the heel pivoted her so she faced the woman, who she just noticed had turned to follow her across the room. The slight sense of hounding was not going over well in her head, making her uneasy. A very minor but visible twitch on the left side of the neck took form. “It was good enough.” She bluntly responded in regards to the photo. Her right cheek pushed up as a half smirk made an appearance on her face. Small drops of water hit the floor next to Ashe’s feet, for she didn’t dry her hands after returning them to her side.

For no particular reason at all, her eyes narrowed again directly into the blonde stranger’s eyes as if searching for something. Never had she put so much emphasis on another person’s appearance. Or maybe she wasn’t really looking at her. Her body had begun to take small changes that she had yet to discover. Are you well, Miss she repeated inside her own domain. This seemed like the most complicated question that anyone could ever ask. She’d love to spill her guts all over the floor, figuratively anyway. To let out all the pieces of the puzzle so that they could both work these problems out together. But for whatever reason, she saw no reason to trust her. The way Ashe’s mind worked was changing drastically.

“I…” she said in a coo, almost innocent sounding, yet she didn’t show any similar signs of this physically. Her dark violet, gem-like eyes still remained sealed to their target. “I…have a contagious and potentially fatal disease for which I am the host of. You should depart if you wish to keep your life.” Her words were more solid than the floor she stood on. She had become a bit overwhelmed with the sudden intrusion of this woman now. She wished to be alone, and so she cast a bluff. Whether or not she would take the bait she wasn’t sure, but who would take such a chance with the stakes so high? “Go.” She muttered, peering at the door and gesturing to it using a reverse nod of the head before returning the gaze to the woman again. In an unexplainable way, the look upon her became darker. It seemed as though whatever was going on within those eyes of hers was as ever-changing as the deepest, shadiest sea.


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PostSubject: Re: 911 is a joke   February 19th 2013, 3:50 am




NERINA took no offense to the girls blunt response. Rather, it amused her further, as the topic at hand was hardly one either of them took too seriously. She was more interested in why the school had even bothered mentioning her in any brochures, really, seeing as she was a rather new teacher. Plus, in comparison to many of her colleagues, she had very little to offer in the way of experience or credentials. There shouldn't have been any space for young Ms. Guerra in the pamphlet when more mention should be made of those esteemed instructors. But, no matter, such a trivial thing deserved no more prolonged thought.

THE next set of words that came out of the young girl's mouth, however, needed a good deal of time to process. Initially, Nerina went to take several large steps backwards; her progress turned into a slight shuffle though as her usual logical tendencies kicked in. Before she'd managed to back up a few inches a rapid fire chain of thoughts shot through her brain while she analyzed the situation. As a teacher, part of her job was figuring out when her students were lying or telling the truth. She liked to think that she was rather astute at picking out bluffs and last-minutes excuses, and this case was no different than others.

OBVIOUSLY the girl could not have such a deadly and contagious disease if she was being kept in a school infirmary. An unlocked school infirmary with no medical staff around and no quarantine zone, no less. She would have already been moved to a restricted room in a hospital if it her sickness was truly all that serious. So, she was either hiding something, or she didn't want to tell Nerina flat out that she wanted to be left alone; going off of how blunt she had been just a minute ago, the blonde doubted that it was the latter. Her eyes narrowed slightly in return as she tried to sort out how best to handle this. She wasn't going to stand here and give the girl a ten minute on the importance of honesty, at least.

FOLDING her arms across her chest, Nerina calmly responded with, "If that is so then you should not be left unattended. Were something to happen to you, it would weigh upon my conscious that I was not around to call for medical attention." She raised her brows slightly, wondering how the girl would react to her refusal to leave. Probably not too well, but the literature teacher was quick to become involved in affairs that had to do with students' well-being, regardless of whether or not they were her own students.

"BESIDES, if you are that contagious, it's probable that I could have already caught this terrible disease - unless it is not airborne?" The question stood as a challenge, one that could not be answered so easily under pressure while still sounding plausible. "If that is the case, it would turn into an epidemic if I left." It was going to take more than a little lie to scare her off, so hopefully the girl would give at least a hint of the truth to set her at ease. Or, preferably, the nurse would return soon to see to both of their needs - then Nerina could be on her merry way and out of the girl's hair.


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