wolfishsurvivalist | ✖ anxiety attack: 003 ✖

✖ anxiety attack: 003 ✖

[A. 339 Brady Lane]

Breakfast's ready!

[Guess what guys, Mika has made a massive amount of scrambled eggs! Considering what she put in them you'd think she'd been making an omelet before giving up! Diced tomatoes, green peppers, bacon, cheese, a little bit of onion, with large stacks of bacon and sausages on the side. For Annie she left a plate of red meat and raw eggs on the side. Mika is going to stuff her face and then scuttle off to work, but if asked nicely, she might make a bagged lunch for her housemates before she scampers off.]

[B. Hospital]

[After making her way to work, Mika can be seen going about her job in that slightly worried fashion that a newbie has. Worrying and fussing in an attempt to double-check if she's gotten anything wrong or if she's forgotten something important or if she's going to be late or doesn't have what she needs in time.

When she isn't tripping over her own feet and falling on her face with a loud yelp, that is. Seems like someone is having difficulty adjusting to her very chubby human body. What's wrong with this girl and why is she always falling on her face, anyway? After one particularly fantastic spill, tray full of bandages flying out of her hands and everything, Mika pushes herself up with a groan, rubbing her face. An interesting assortment of bruises on her knees and elbows makes it look like this has been happening with ridiculous frequency.]

Ow...

[With a dull sniff, she sets about collecting all her scattered supplies. Help would always be welcomed, but she's used to being ignored or patronized by the drones.]

[C. Streets of Mayfield.]

[Mika was off exploring while on her way home from work. Wandering around, trying to figure out where everything was and hopefully not getting lost on her way home.

Until she found the corpse hanging on the rec center gate. With a scream that could wake the dead, Mika turns and runs as fast as her legs can take her. Anyone catching her will have to deal with her hysterics.]

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[Riza could tell by the look on the other girl's face, that she was not used to working in the hospital. If she herself wasn't so good at going undercover, she supposed she'd look much the same.]

[When she heard the clattering tray and a bandage rolled to her feet, she stopped what she was doing and walked over to the young woman, helping gather the supplies.]

Are you all right?

Don't care.

[Hey guess who is under a blanket on the couch in the living room watching cartoons and has been doing so for days now.

This girl.]

[Hey, let's change up the pace and get patronized by a non-drone!]

You ought to be more careful. [With "be more careful" here meaning "get the fuck out of my way." He'll nudge a few stray bandages closer to her with his foot, but that's the end of that. Helping is for losers.]

[ Niou is taking a walk, much like he has been doing in the afternoons since he's gotten here. It's at least a semi-workout and Yukimura won't completely kill him for slacking off if when he gets back home.

He hears the piercing scream, and ignores it at first. He doesn't care in the first place, and with the team he plays for, screams like that are a normal occurrence. He does pause, however, when he sees her running in his direction like there's run-jump-kill zombies on her ass. He catches her by the shoulders so she doesn't run into him, taking a small step back as to brace himself. ]

Whoa whoa whoa, where's the fire, sugar?

[April jumps in surprise at the scream and blinks at Mika running towards her before catching her by her shoulders.]

W-whoa, what happened?

Where are you going so fast, onee-san?

[Don't mind him, just yelling after her.]

(Allows himself to collide with Mika hard enough she probably won't notice him pickpocketing her, if she even has any pockets or anything worth yoinking.)

[ He's been to the rec center pool once already, and was- perhaps foolishly- on his way back again. Mika very nearly runs him over, but he manages to get out of the way, and snaps a hand out to catch her by the arm ]

Mika!

[Well, HIS ears perk up in interest on what the sudden scream was about only to see someone dashing on off from one side of the street to another.

... well, he's going to keep enjoying eating this scrambled egg and bacon sandwich his drone wife made him and watches this like it's a show.]

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Hospital coworker go!

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