Icky, dirty, ew, itch itch [Open]

Posts : 28 Join date : 2010-08-20

Vash scartched his arm. Mein gott, it itched. He wanted to do something, just anything. There were people dying outside, he was needed. If he didn't clean things up properly, diseases would be formed and spread. If that happened people would and he would die with them. Gott, nein. He wasn't going to die. No he wouldn't alow it.

Itch, itch, itch. Gott. It itched so much. Itch itch. He tried t scratch, though he failed. Off course he did. He sighed and tried to think of something else. He looked around his room. Now what was here? A room that hadn't been cleane for 3 days. Maybe even longer. Bacteries would spread and get into his wounds and- Gott. This wasn't helping.

He looked at the clock. Oh shit. He had 6 more minutes to get clean gloves on. Wait- where were they. He could've sworn he had a clean pair. Ah Nein! He stumbled out of his bed. Itch, itch, itch. Gott this was hell. He walked through the hallways, looking to get a new pair of gloves. In time. Before bacteries would spread. Ew, ew, ew, Dirt on the floor. Ew. Vash tried to ignore it and continued walking.

Subject: Re: Icky, dirty, ew, itch itch [Open] Fri Aug 20, 2010 2:59 pm

Lovino cursed under his breath as he headed back to his office. Couldn’t these people do anything? He seriously didn’t need to be called when the damn printer needed more ink. How hard was it to change the ink cartridges? Seriously. He had better things to do…like trying to figure out something else to bring Feliciano and what excuse he could use with it.

He was so caught up in his thoughts that he nearly walked straight into someone else. He stopped before he could bump into her. She looked angry and close to panicking. The Italian sighed. Patients weren’t supposed to walk around unsupervised and Lovino didn’t see anyone here with her. He sighed and took a closer look at her…er…him. Now that he really looked, the girl with the broken arm turned into a guy with a broken arm and a bad attitude.

Oh well. He should probably talk to him and see what was wrong. “Hey. You shouldn’t be wandering around here.”

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Vash shrieked and did a few steps back. Don't touch me, don't come close, whoever you are, he thought as he straightened his back. He looked up it was a doctor. Good, I think. "Ah. Ich suche, clean gloves." He told the other as he showed him his hands. Gott, just hurry and give me clean ones. They're dirty and icky. Just, gott. Vash started scartching his arm again. It still itched. A lot.

Subject: Re: Icky, dirty, ew, itch itch [Open] Fri Aug 20, 2010 3:40 pm

Lovino watched Vash move away. What the hell was wrong with this guy? He hadn’t even touched him. The Italian frowned. “Try asking the nurses for some damn gloves if you want them that badly. I don’t really care. Just get out of the way, will you?” He needed to get back to his office before someone decided to yell at him for not picking up the phone…and this random patient wasn’t helping him. He was being a hindrance Lovino didn’t really want to deal with…not right now at least.

“You’re blocking most of the hallway and I need to get by.” He kept the fact that he had a box of gloves sitting in his office, unused, a secret. This guy didn’t need to know about them. He could annoy the nurses and maybe they would do their job and sedate him so he would stop wandering around.

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Vash stirred up. "Verdamnt." He swore to himself. "You were the one who bumped into me, ja?!" He told the other. He was pissed off. He just need clean gloves. This was a doctor. Doctors were there to help people, right?! Well this one really slacked off in his job.
He gave the other a push out off the way and marched on. He didn't care about the doctor. His health was more important right now. God, he needed clean gloves now. He felt dirty.

Subject: Re: Icky, dirty, ew, itch itch [Open] Mon Aug 23, 2010 12:59 am

What the hell was up with this guy? Maybe he needed to go and stay in a mental hospital instead of this one. “Hey!” The Italian called, following after Vash. “You’re not supposed to wander around on your own. Go talk to the damn nurses for something you want. Just…stop wandering the halls, all right?” He looked around. Where the hell were all the nurses? His job was to fix machines. He wasn’t supposed to interact with the patients.

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Vash frowned and turned around. "I really need clean gloves, ja! I've been waiting for a half hour for a nurse to come, I'm sick of it!" He told the other. He didn't care if he was being rude. He really needed clean gloves now! And he would get them. Even if it meant leaving the hospital and go to a shop to buy them. He didn't care. Nor did he care what the other would think of him. It wasn't his business anyway.

Subject: Re: Icky, dirty, ew, itch itch [Open] Mon Aug 23, 2010 5:33 pm

"Why the hell do you need the gloves so much?" Lovino grumbled. "There's no reason you need gloves. You have a cast of, for crying out loud." He stuffed his hands into his pockets, trying to keep himself from tapping his foot against the ground impatiently. This guy was really weird... He huffed as he waited for an answer.

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Vash coughed. "You don't understand! And I got another hand. I need gloves! Just because..." He told the other with a stern face. He frowned and looked up. Who did he think the other was. He needed gloves, it was none of the other business why. Just give me gloves already, verdammt.

Subject: Re: Icky, dirty, ew, itch itch [Open] Wed Aug 25, 2010 1:02 pm

"If you told me what I wanted to know, I might be able to understand you, bastard," the Italian grumbled. He glared at Vash, wanting to get an explanation for the man's behavior. "If your reason's good enough, I might have a glove or two I'd be willing to spare. But if it's not, I'll go grab one of the nurses and you can go back to waiting God knows how long." Why the hell was he doing this? This man was a patient he didn't even know...so why was he offering his gloves to him?

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Vash raised an eyebrow. Was the other lying, or had he really gloves. Hmn, he didn't really like to ask others for a favor. "Look, I have an illness and I need to wear gloves." He told the other. So he had OCD who cares? He just needed gloves right now! His hands really started to itch. He hoped the other would get him some new ones.

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