Shinigami Dispatch Society (Ana and Cecily)

[Cecily Phantom]

"NO!" Grell shouted, furious. How could they? She'd die!
"Calm yourself, Sutcliff."
"Sirs...they'll kill her. She won't get better. Please, sir, reconsider....."

"Now don't be that way, Ronald."
"Ethan's right. Cheer up. Fiala wouldn't want to see you so down."

[xXAnaChristXx]

"Even if she dies, it doesn't matter." One SUperior spat, "She's sick anyway. Why bother?"
Growling, William glared at them, "She's NOT sick! And you won't make her any better! Sending her there is only going to make her worse!"

Sighing the blonde nodded, "Yeah, I know...But it's 'ard to stay chipper when ya' girl is sufferin' so much..." he answered.
"But maybe you being happy will cheer her up." Alan suggested.
"That's right, Mister Knox..."

[Cecily Phantom]

"As stated...it doesn't matter. She's sick, she'll never get better."
"You don't know that! Please, let us take care of her!"

"Alan's got a point."
Ethan nodded. "Fiala seems happiest around you, Ronald."

Fiala stirred and looked around. Where was she?

[xXAnaChristXx]

"You've been taking care of her for how long, yet she's not showing any signs of recovery!!"
"If you just let us keep trying, we can help her!" William begged, "Please, I'll do anything, but just let her come back to us!"

"Does she?" Ronald asked.
"Yes. She laughs a lot with you." Alan pointed out.
"Plus, she's always come to you when she needed someone to talk to." Amane added with a soft smile.

A doctor silently watched Fiala from the window of her door. They had placed her in her room when she had been asleep.

[Cecily Phantom]

"Please, sirs. We can help her! It'll just take some time."
"And if she snaps and goes on a killing spree like you, Sutcliff."
"We won't let it happen!"

"It's always been obvious that she loves you." Ethan whispered.
Eric nodded, not sure what to say.

Looking around, Fiala noted that everything was absurdly white. And then it clicked and her mind shut down and she began to panic. No. No,no,no! She couldn't be here!

[xXAnaChristXx]

"I'm begging you, just let her be with us! We can fix this!"
"Spears, you are well aware of the damages Sutcliff created when she was ill! We cannot allow it to happen again!"
"But Fiala isn't like Grell! I promise you!"

"It's really nice to see her like that with someone." Amane commented.
Ronald faintly smiled, "Sometimes I feel like I don't really do 'er much good, though. Like she deserves better..."
"She'd probably disagree with you there, Ronald." Alan said.

The doctor watched her for the reaction.

[Cecily Phantom]

"Please!"
"No."
"Why not? She's shown no signs of violence. She's just a scared child who's been hurt far too many times!"

"She's happiest with you. You make her smile, see the good in a world that she's given up in." Eric said.
"When did you get so deep?"
"Bout my seventh shot."

Fiala freaked out and tried to summon her scythe, eyes widening when she couldn't. They'd taken her scythe. With a cry of despair, she ran towards the door and tried to open it. "Let me out!" she begged, "Please!"

[xXAnaChristXx]

"She attacked us, Sutcliff! She could attack any of you next!"
"You people provoked her! YOu have no idea the kind of things she's suffered through!!"

Amane giggled slightly, "Oh, Mister Slingby...You're such a card..." she said.
Alan rolled his eyes, "You have no idea..." he said.
CHuckling, Ronald shook his head, emptying his glass, "Who wants to join Eric and I in a drinking game?" he asked.
"No...Thank you, Ronald." Alan mumbled.
"Ah...I don't drink." Amane said timidly.

Frowning, the doctor wrote something, watching her.

[Cecily Phantom]

"Frankly, Spears, we don't care. She should have more control of herself."
"You're all idiots!" Grell screamed, tears streaming down her face. "She was raped! She's been abused since she was five. How could you expect her to be able to conform to your ideals under those conditions?"

"I'll pass." Ethan said.
Eric snorted. "Yer all wusses. Alright, Knox. Name the game."

"Please! Please, I'll be good! Just let me go home to Daddy!" she cried out, still trying to open the door. "Please, I just want to be with Daddy!"

[xXAnaChristXx]

"She fears being alone! She needs us! Taking her away will only do more damage to her!"
The Superiors frowned in silenced.

"'Ow 'bout-"
"How about none?" Alan suggested.
"Mister Humphries...It's a lost cause..." Amane said quietly.
"Now don't try and pull us away form our drinks..." Ronald said, "Now...What games can we play?"
"Why not just see who can drink the most shots...?" Amane muttered.

Shaking his head, as if answering her cries, the doctor frowned at the sight.