"Seems good. Don't waste ALL your money on clothes though. We need food and a way to get home, whether that's by bus, train or a rented car." he smiled. "We'll need to find out where we are anyway. 'Takamiya and Rika vs. the World'. I like the sound of that." he nodded. "So. First off. Where next? A clothes shop or a tourist centre? Do you wanna buy clothes or find out where we are?" he looked around. "We're in a pretty big city, it seems. The perfect place to hide is in plain sight."
At Rika's request, Takamiya looked surprised. "Sure. If we can actually make it home, that is. We have no idea where we are." he stopped for a few beats. "Do you recognise anything? Shops, flats, anything?"
A man walked past with his wife. Takamiya listened carefully. "Ogenki desu ka?" the man asked, to a reply of "Genki desu." from the woman.
Another clue. "Well. We're still in Japan at least, so that's good." he said. Accents, accents, accents... what kind of accent did they have? Takamiya listened carefully to all of the people that passed the two of them. He wasn't sure.
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Throughout the appointment, Takamiya sat nervously, twiddling his thumbs and hoping that nothing bad would happen to Rika. Whilst he knew that complications in healing magic were unlikely at best, there was always a part of him that doubted, that worried. Doctor's surgeries in general always made him nervous. It was the cleanliness of the places, the unnatural smell of disinfectant.
When Rika finally stepped off the doctor's chair and stood on her own two feet with no signs of any side effects, Takamiya visibly slumped in relief. "You okay? Do you feel alright? Not weird at all?"
He ushered her back into the waiting room, thanking the doctor on his way out, and sat her down. "I dislike the doctor's. Let's go." he walked outside, motioning for Rika to follow him. "Where do you think we should go next?" he asked her. "We need to get some money for food and things. Do you have any in those pockets of yours?"
When Rika finally stepped off the doctor's chair and stood on her own two feet with no signs of any side effects, Takamiya visibly slumped in relief. "You okay? Do you feel alright? Not weird at all?"
He ushered her back into the waiting room, thanking the doctor on his way out, and sat her down. "I dislike the doctor's. Let's go." he walked outside, motioning for Rika to follow him. "Where do you think we should go next?" he asked her. "We need to get some money for food and things. Do you have any in those pockets of yours?"
After a few beats, Takamiya smiled at her. "You're adorable, Rika. I mean you have lil horns." he grinned. "You're constantly horny." he chuckled. "Seriously, though, don't worry so much." he leaned back. "Chill. Nobody will know you're you. And if you're attracted to guys, well there's nothing wrong with that. Just tell people you're straight. You're pretty attractive y'know. People will be lining up to go out with you."
"Aoyama? Rika Aoyama?" a voice called. It was the secretary. "Your doctor is ready. Just go across and to the right. You should see a door with a name reading 'Dr A. Newman'. Just go in. He'll meet you."
"Aoyama? Rika Aoyama?" a voice called. It was the secretary. "Your doctor is ready. Just go across and to the right. You should see a door with a name reading 'Dr A. Newman'. Just go in. He'll meet you."
"Well," Takamiya said. "Maybe we'll just tell people that the real you has run away and then say that you're a new student that I know. You look nothing like your former self anyway."
"And don't worry. I couldn't forget the old you if I tried." he stuck his tongue out at her good-naturedly. When he got his nose tapped he was surprised, but poked Rika's cheek in response. "You sure you don't like me?" he teased.
Inside the hospital was white, blinding cleanliness. Takamiya approached the counter. "Hey there. My friend-" he motioned to Rika - "has a bad leg. Are there any doctors we can see soon?"
The secretary smiled. "Yes. We'll get to you as soon as possible. Please sit in the waiting room." she directed them to a hallway which opened into a room with seats, where a few people sat, waiting for their turn.
Takamiya lifted Rika once more and walked towards the waiting room. He lowered her gently to a chair and sat down next to her.
"And don't worry. I couldn't forget the old you if I tried." he stuck his tongue out at her good-naturedly. When he got his nose tapped he was surprised, but poked Rika's cheek in response. "You sure you don't like me?" he teased.
Inside the hospital was white, blinding cleanliness. Takamiya approached the counter. "Hey there. My friend-" he motioned to Rika - "has a bad leg. Are there any doctors we can see soon?"
The secretary smiled. "Yes. We'll get to you as soon as possible. Please sit in the waiting room." she directed them to a hallway which opened into a room with seats, where a few people sat, waiting for their turn.
Takamiya lifted Rika once more and walked towards the waiting room. He lowered her gently to a chair and sat down next to her.
"...oh. Right. Duh, of course it's the hospital." If he could have, Takamiya would have slapped his forehead with his palm. How stupid can you get? he thought to himself. It has a goddamn red cross!
Takamiya's face fell with Rika's. "Now that I think about it, who knows what normal is? In today's society, it seems that being 'normal' is abnormal. I don't even think normal exists. But then again, don't you think that normal is boring? What's a life worth living if you're just gonna tiptoe through it to arrive safely at death? To be remembered would be a wonderful thing. You won't be remembered if you're normal."
They arrived at the hospital. "Well," he said, "Even tsunderes have a kind side."
Takamiya's face fell with Rika's. "Now that I think about it, who knows what normal is? In today's society, it seems that being 'normal' is abnormal. I don't even think normal exists. But then again, don't you think that normal is boring? What's a life worth living if you're just gonna tiptoe through it to arrive safely at death? To be remembered would be a wonderful thing. You won't be remembered if you're normal."
They arrived at the hospital. "Well," he said, "Even tsunderes have a kind side."
Takamiya rolled his eyes good-naturedly. "Okay, okay," he said, submitting to his fate. He started walking towards the building pointed out by the girl. "What do you think it is?" he asked her. "Some kind of monument? Windmill? A church?" He shrugged.
When Rika leaned her head on his chest, he blushed even more, though he was puzzled why he would do so. She was always quite feminine, he thought to himself, I suppose her female side really has got out. "I mean," he said, beginning on answering her question, "I think it'll be fine. Don't worry too much. Just live a normal life, y'know? You can do it, I'm sure."
When Rika leaned her head on his chest, he blushed even more, though he was puzzled why he would do so. She was always quite feminine, he thought to himself, I suppose her female side really has got out. "I mean," he said, beginning on answering her question, "I think it'll be fine. Don't worry too much. Just live a normal life, y'know? You can do it, I'm sure."
Oh. Takamiya thought. Perhaps our captor just didn't plan his cells out properly. Huh.
He followed Rika, a bewildered look on his face. "Well, we're out." he said in astonishment. He looked down at Rika. "Are you quite alright?" he asked. He was taken aback when she asked him to carry her. "Uhh, sure. If you wish." he deftly put his hands under her armpits, lifted her up and then supported her by moving his right arm from her armpits to under her backside, blushing a little in the process. "Um." he said.
He followed Rika, a bewildered look on his face. "Well, we're out." he said in astonishment. He looked down at Rika. "Are you quite alright?" he asked. He was taken aback when she asked him to carry her. "Uhh, sure. If you wish." he deftly put his hands under her armpits, lifted her up and then supported her by moving his right arm from her armpits to under her backside, blushing a little in the process. "Um." he said.
"Really?" Takamiya asked. "I didn't see that. I suppose I'm not the most observant person." Takamiya rubbed Rika's arms to warm her up. "Don't worry. We'll get you out of here." Somehow I don't think it'll be that easy, he thought to himself. This was clearly all planned by someone. There will probably be traps and obstacles along the way.
"Are you sure that your leg is okay, though? Do you think it's broken? It seems more serious than a few cuts. Although that might just be me worrying too much. We'll be sure to find you a magic medic, and then we'll find out." He nodded at her to reassure both her and himself. He was scared, that was for certain, but he wasn't going to show it. "Let's go."
"Are you sure that your leg is okay, though? Do you think it's broken? It seems more serious than a few cuts. Although that might just be me worrying too much. We'll be sure to find you a magic medic, and then we'll find out." He nodded at her to reassure both her and himself. He was scared, that was for certain, but he wasn't going to show it. "Let's go."
"Rika... you've heard of this place before?" Takamiya questioned, his voice echoing in the silence of the asylum. "Where? Who told you about it...?"
He walked around the room, knowing the two things that he was looking for. First of all, he scanned the tile walls of the place, straining his eyes in the not-quite-pitch darkness. He could see, but only just. When he came across what he was looking for, an "Aha!" graced his lips. A light switch. "Rika, could you turn the lights on for me? My hands are kinda stuck behind your knees." This light switch was vital evidence, however. It confirmed that it was built in or after 1917 - the first toggle light switch was invented in this year by a US inventor. Along with the bloodstained beds, that meant that it was quite likely that this was a war hospital or asylum. It seemed that it had been renovated a few times, or it would certainly have fallen into disrepair. Although it was possible that the light switch had been installed with one of the renovations. Why would a wizard want to do these sorts of tests in a place like this? Takamiya thought.
The second thing that Takamiya was looking for would be more difficult to find. He searched every nook and cranny of the place until he finally found some. Bandages. They were also stained with dried blood, but only the first few layers - Takamiya softly yet efficiently lay Rika down on the tile floor, unwound the bloody parts from the roll and applied some clean parts to her legs. "You should be alright," he assured her.
He walked around the room, knowing the two things that he was looking for. First of all, he scanned the tile walls of the place, straining his eyes in the not-quite-pitch darkness. He could see, but only just. When he came across what he was looking for, an "Aha!" graced his lips. A light switch. "Rika, could you turn the lights on for me? My hands are kinda stuck behind your knees." This light switch was vital evidence, however. It confirmed that it was built in or after 1917 - the first toggle light switch was invented in this year by a US inventor. Along with the bloodstained beds, that meant that it was quite likely that this was a war hospital or asylum. It seemed that it had been renovated a few times, or it would certainly have fallen into disrepair. Although it was possible that the light switch had been installed with one of the renovations. Why would a wizard want to do these sorts of tests in a place like this? Takamiya thought.
The second thing that Takamiya was looking for would be more difficult to find. He searched every nook and cranny of the place until he finally found some. Bandages. They were also stained with dried blood, but only the first few layers - Takamiya softly yet efficiently lay Rika down on the tile floor, unwound the bloody parts from the roll and applied some clean parts to her legs. "You should be alright," he assured her.
"Aw, I thought you trusted me," he teased. "Don't worry, I won't!" he hitched her up by the back of her knees and started to walk out of the door into the corridor. He looked around. The place they were in was hard to describe. It was featureless, almost deliberately so. All he could see was navy blue brick after navy blue brick. When he was walking however, he did notice that there were other wooden doors, every single one of them broken, every single one of them deserted. Hmm. Odd. Takamiya thought. But I'm sure they were all deliberate.
"Hey, 'Rika'," he asked. "Do you have any idea what's going on? Because I have no idea at all. It's very strange, all of this." He kept walking. He saw an iron door at the end of the corridor and pushed it with his foot. It was open. When he stepped into the room he repulsed slightly. "Uhh," he started. "What... is this?" they had stepped into a wide room with a tall roof, floor-to-ceiling windows, a tiled floor... and hospital beds, littered everywhere around the room. It looked like some insane asylum or badly maintained hospital. He walked over to the closest bed, Rika on his back, but instantly backed away. The bedsheets were bloodstained.
What on Earth have we gotten ourselves into this time... Takamiya thought, horrified at the sight.
"Hey, 'Rika'," he asked. "Do you have any idea what's going on? Because I have no idea at all. It's very strange, all of this." He kept walking. He saw an iron door at the end of the corridor and pushed it with his foot. It was open. When he stepped into the room he repulsed slightly. "Uhh," he started. "What... is this?" they had stepped into a wide room with a tall roof, floor-to-ceiling windows, a tiled floor... and hospital beds, littered everywhere around the room. It looked like some insane asylum or badly maintained hospital. He walked over to the closest bed, Rika on his back, but instantly backed away. The bedsheets were bloodstained.
What on Earth have we gotten ourselves into this time... Takamiya thought, horrified at the sight.
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