I'm 'sick' obviously [open]

[aizawa kenichi]

The Hospital Wing, a large room lined with rows of white bed and the scent of bitter medicine lingered in the air. All the beds were empty except for one at the furthest end. 

"You're here again Ken."

The female voice bore no signs of shocked nor was there any hint annoyance but a genuine care for whoever that seeks the help of the Hospital Wing. From her chosen words, it was save to assume that the young pale looking boy that laid on the white bed was a regular visitor of the wing. "Sorry for being sick." He mumbled like a sulky little child with his back against her, curled up into a ball.

A gentle smile spread across her kind face although he may not see it. She pulled the blanket over his shoulder and patted it down firmly. "You don't have to apologise dear. It's not your fault. Now get some rest and if you need anything, you know where to find me." Her words were as warm as her beating heart as she patted his blonde head lovingly like a mother would. A true nurse to the core. She draw the curtains and left him be as she always does. "I wished I could cure his anaemia." It was an intended whisper to herself, probably something she had said countless times against her inability, but his sharp hearing picked it up clearly word for word. 

Eyes closed, counting her fading footsteps and followed by a click of a door – the office. His eyelids fluttered open revealing a pair of jet black eyes. Ken slid off the bed silently. Peeking through the gaps to make sure the nurse's attention was fixed elsewhere. He took out his wand and pointed towards the office, casting silent spell as well as placing a personal warning bell for him. A feat he has done countless times from the look and graceful flow of his movements. Barefooted, he walked, not tiptoe towards a door next to his bed. Before he could turn the knob of the door that leads to Hogwarts own blood bank, the door from the other end, the entrance door had slammed open. It was most definitely not the nurse. 

Annoyed at the sudden visitor, Ken quickly slid back into bed. "Which imbecile is that." He thought to himself. Disturbing his meal.

[varien rythoria redwolf]

Great,lost again. It seemed like that’s what she had been doing a lot lately,but she had started to get the area pretty well, it’d be the last time she gets lost, she nodded to herself. As if, she had any control over that. She had a proud, almost fearless step to her, yet at the same time the young woman seemed to be clueless to anything; almost like a newborn puppy exploring the a new area alone- Varien had been that puppy today. Scratching the back of her neck her travels had taken her to two rather large oak doors, she paused staring up to them.

Woah.

Her brown eyes would scan over it, before her hand would softly press the door open, just slightly, her eyes scanning over the area- she saw a lot of white. Okay, so it peeked her interest, especially since she saw a shadow of a figure going to another room,her eye scanned over the area and there had been no one else here. Okay, so maybe any other person would have taken a step back and thought about it, a mysterious shadowy figure, slowly creeping somewhere else? Yeah, sort of something that a person wouldn’t care to know about.

However, to Varien- it seemed exciting, she had felt like some sort of secrete assassin(except without the killing part ) slowly stepping to the shadow, she had the element of surprise at her hands! A grin on her face as she opened the doors with one large hard push, as she walked in and then the doors would slam shut, she gave a sigh and her head faced the ground; her dark locks covering her face.

”Just my luck..” she muttered bitterly to herself, she had looked up just in time to see the person had hurried back to their cot. Glancing around as her arms crossed, oh... so this was like the Nurses office or something..yeah or something. Well, since she already ruined the shadowy figure’s plan- they had obviously been up to no good, and Varien had enjoyed being up to no good.

Being a juvenile delinquent tends to be a bad habit to break.. then again she hadn’t really been juvenile any more.. more so a delinquent trying to understand the wizarding world. Her grandfather use to call her antics “Loki-like” of course it took her a while to finally look up who Loki had been, some sort of prankster god. Whilst hardly a god, she did enjoy pressing buttons, and she hadn’t quiet pressed all the buttons on the shadowy figures, that and maybe she could get some damn directions.

Walking up to the cot, she would move the curtains out of the way slightly, poking her head through the curtains, the one who interrupted him had been an ebony haired woman, who had been pale just as him. Her lips painted red, and he could see a tattoo along her neck. "Oh, Hiyo. she spoke cheerfully to him, as she walked in curiously. Another thing with Varien, she didn't have much of a sense for personal space, walking close to his bed side as she bent over him, tilting her head.

She had been in her Hogwarts robes, and the tie that neatly hugged her neck would show the Hufflepuff housing."You look like your dying.." she spoke with a smile and rather bluntly, he'd also notice that she had small stars just hovering above her eye on one side of her face, her fingers also had been adorned with various muggle symbols, as if they had been simple rings.

[aizawa kenichi]

He laid in his bed, pulling the blanket to him as he listens for the next sound from the untimely intruder. A patient? Then just go to your bed. A visitor? Which idiotic dumb mule. An attacker? Touch the nurse and your soul is mine. Whoever it is, he hoped they would not approach this lone occupied bed at the furthest end of the wing. I am invincible! This bed does not exist! The more he silently plea, the more it seems to be attracting whoever it was. Ken was pretty sure he had not told anyone of his little visit to the hospital wing. He doesn't fancies visitors during his meal time.

He sat in his bed, sharp ears detecting the approaching footsteps. Head tilted as he listens. The weigh that each foot falls and the rhythm in each stride sounded nothing like the nurse's. 

"Ah damn!" He had just remembered that he had placed a silent spell on her office. Otherwise that loud slamming of the door would have alerted her, causing her to rush out to checked who it was. If necessary, a painfully long lecture on the importance of being as quiet as in the library would be given. Most importantly, she would have been able to help to chase away whoever that is approaching. Telling them off because poor sickly Kenichi is very sick and in need of a good rest. 

The curtains enclosing him were drawn back, revealing him to the bits of sunlight that he detested. Thankfully it was a partially cloudy day and hence the not so bright and piercing ray. Coming into his vision is an ebony haired woman, who was just as pale as him with lips painted red, and with tattoos here and there. "Oh, Hiyo." She cheerfully greeted him. Ken silently eyed the woman's very move and is not liking every bit of her uninvited existence. "What does this woman wants." He questioned silently. He had not seen this woman before. A new student or someone who have been extremely good in keeping their existence virtually unknown? 

She walked closer to his bed and just when he thought she would stop and just stay there, she bent over to him. A little to close for comfort. However, Ken did not budge nor retreated further away from her close contact. A could be a test and he hate being tested. He knows where he stands as well as his limitation.  

"You look like your dying.."

An eyebrow lifted. Well that's something...not so new. "Dying? I'm already dead woman." Those were the words he wanted to shout out. But, a standard polite smile appear across his unreadable pale face. "Well thank you for your kind assessment..." He looked towards her black and yellow striped tie. "...Miss Hufflepuff."

"And may I ask what are you doing here when classes are suppose to be running." Perfect mode on. He love power and authority. They always come in handy if you know how and when to use them. His prefect badge pinned to the right side of his chest glimmer as it hit a stray sunlight. 

[varien rythoria redwolf]

”You’re welcome, just call me an amateur doctor.” She pointed to herself with her thumbs, a soft smile decorating her face.

Her eyes had looked over him a few times,the man looked as pale as a ghost- if he had been any paler she’d be able to see his organs and blood flow. She laughed softly to him, did she sense a little bitterness in his voice? She couldn’t tell. ” Miss Hufflepuff?” she rose an eyebrow, oh yeah that’s her house. She paused looking to her tie, so that’s how he knew. She’ d have to not wear anything that had her house on it again, something to do with a point system. ”I’m Varien.” she spoke with a smile, as she quickly spun around and placed her fingers on her lips as she turned her back to him.

"I don't think i have any classes today,or if i did I missed them." she laughed innocently, scratching the back of her head, she had dealt with people like him all her life time- or so she thought. She knew from the tone of authority in his voice, it hadn't been something just anyone had she knew from experience, with that certain tone it had been given. A hall monitor or something, probably. She paused, "This place is really big, I was actually heading out to the dining hall and i just ended up here." she spoke with a shrug, it had been a small white lie.

She had doubted, she could just say Oh, I saw you suspiciously sneaking towards the door over there, up to no good no one would admit to that, well.. she would, but that's because she had been a terrible liar for the most part. She paused, she had to take another route to get her information to satisfy her curiosity, she couldn't help but to wonder what sort of cool magical item that lay behind the door, maybe it had been the elixir of immortality- not that she had been interested in it. She paused and tilted her head slightly to the door, bingo!

"Hey, is that the bathroom?" she questioned walking over to the door, that he had previously been sneaking too.

[aizawa kenichi]

An eyebrow raised to join the other one. An unbelievably pale looking guy sitting at one of the many bleached white bed of a Hospital Wing should be of sufficient evidence to those who are not even medically qualified. It is also common sense to not intrude on such a sickly (looking) patient. However, the woman before him who introduced herself as Varien, either seems to be lacking such sense or is good at appearing to be so. A Hufflepuff. 

It is in his nature to be overly cautious of anyone regardless whether he, she or it is a known friend or a foe. His reasons for a distrustful nature? One word - humans. Well he's a human himself. No. He had shed that identity the day he decided to lived on as a nocturnal creature. A gift and a curse for the rest of his miserable life. Besides, humans are much more of a monster than he is.

He continue to observe her as she carry on talking. How can she not have any classes going on or about to go on. Certainly university life and the life they once had during what would be equivalent to a muggle high school was most certainly different. Extra free periods and days aside from the standard weekends where students normally exchange their books for several drinks at the local pub. However, in return, the text are significantly bulkier and no one unless dropped dead from extreme fatigue would visit a place associated with death. Most of the times were the Ravenclaws, with occasional visit from students from other houses entangled up in a pathetic dual where half the time resulted from a complex love triangle. The nurse used to tell him all these and...

Nurse! He had momentarily forgotten about her and the current state surrounding her office. How should he lift up the spell without this woman here noticing it. He could feel the wood of his wand against his chest. When should it be?

"Hey, is that the bathroom?"

His finger twinged at the question but it wasn't obvious. Why is she suddenly interested in that room. Had she known what is in it or is she trying to play around. He can't lift the spell just yet. Calmly he answered, "Well I don't see a sign that says restroom, Miss Varien." A distraction away from the room is needed. Opening the door that leads to nothing but a decent amount of blood supply and other medicinal items that needed to be kept in a chilled state is a sure lead to his identity. Well, that's if she is creative enough to come up with that or else he will just have to lie his way out. It did be a pity to just take a life wouldn't it?

"And I'm sure you have classes going on. What year are you in?"

[varien rythoria redwolf]

Varien paused,that’s had been true. Her brown eyes had stared to the door, oh well. Despite his words she would open the door, turning to him raising an eyebrow. It looked like a blood bank, staring around. It had been massive on the inside. Turning to stare to him, she closed the door and smirked. As if giving him a look like I know something you don’t! she paused, and crossed her arms slightly. Before shrugging. ”I guess you’re right, uh.. do you have a name?” she asked as she tilted her head slightly.

A blood bank?! What possibly could be interesting about that? Maybe the man had been a bit more devious then herself. She couldn't stop smiling to him, he could trick maybe nurse's and teacher's with an illness, and maybe he had it. But Varien had been surrounded by snakes her entire life,she had been a badger dressed as a viper, she smiled to him, before skipping over and sitting on the side of his bed. Hufflepuffs mascot, she supposed it could be considered as a mascot...right? She’d have to find a teacher and ask, but it’s mascot had been a badger, badger’s killed snakes, she grinned to him.

"Maybe, maybe not."

She raised an eyebrow to him. "For my first term, i have like two classes." she laughed, as she laid back, not caring if she had been laying on his legs- if he had still been on the bed. She shrugged her shoulders. "I didn't have parents like most people, really. So any magic to me for most of my life was self taught." or repressed she thought bitterly to herself, as she gave a sigh and in one fluid motion she had been standing up off of the bed.

"You can stop pretending to be sick, whatever you plan on doing in that blood bank room, help yourself to it.I'm not a snitch." She shrugged her shoulders, "I don't do pranks any more, but i doubt it'd be fun." she shrugged her shoulders, glancing to him. "Also, you should check if anyone is in the room, next time you go creeping around." she laughed to him, "It's something you probably wouldn't know about, in orphanages there is a lights out time, and the owners would trick us into thinking they left, just in case we tried sneaking out or something.." she explained.

"take a mirror, and set it on the floor a little underneath these curtains." she explained to him. "You'll be able to see the entire room." she shrugged her shoulders.

[aizawa kenichi]

Ken let out a small laugh, probably confusing her with the sudden outburst. She seemed to be thoroughly convinced that he was attempting to prank someone. Well that save the trouble of him lying his way out.

"The name's Ken. Aizawa Kenichi." He answered her with a pleasant smile. The ever pleasant and kind Kenichi that many are familiar with but was never the real one. The woman have been doing whatever she feels like and it has pretty much annoyed Ken. Who wouldn't be annoyed at having their meal time interrupted. Badger winning a snake? A random thought crossed his mind. He used to read it in those muggle encyclopedia. It is true in general but to every general rule there is always an exception and Ken here, is the exceptional snake. If he couldn't shut you up, there is always the option of death. No disobedience. No mistake. Absolute silence. Not when he's determine to kill a certain vampire far more evil and twisted than he is. 

He immediately retracted his legs before her body hit the bed. By now, he had gotten quite used to her rather...lack of sense. He sat there intended on not paying any attention until she brought up the part about her being a kid with no parents. A kid just like him, except the fact that she's definitely not cursed as him. Play the role Ken! Your favorite role!

"It's something you probably wouldn't know about, in orphanages there is a lights out time..."

Time to turn on his well practiced little act. "Of course I wouldn't know!" Voiced raised in annoyance and a glare to complete it but his expression gradually soften. Head hung and in a small voice he continued his little act. "I don't have parents and..." His entire family was massacred in front of him at the same age he looked right now. Vampires don't age literally like humans unless they are half vampires, born from a human and a vampire. Their life, in his opinion, was much more of a gift rather than a dreaded curse. "I was...never in an orphanage." Being a newborn vampire who has no complete control over his thirst is suicidal to be living among anything that pumps warm blood. He had it learn the hard way and had swore to never ever starve himself.

"At least you had warm beds and people to look after you and some couple would eventually adopt you while I...was...always..." He ranted on rather angrily but eventually calmed down again and spoke in a voice barely louder than a whisper. "...alone." 

Silence ensued - intended. As sudden was his dramatic melancholy side, he suddenly turned all happy and cheerful. As if not bothered by his lonely childhood. A kid who had long gotten over it. "Life wasn't that bad when your parents have a decent amount of inheritance. It's as if they knew that they were leaving." He said jokingly.

It was true at least until the part where he was always alone. He never inherit anything. Ken was left with only the blood stain clothes on his back, hiding for most parts of his life in a cave and feeding on forest animals. Occasionally he would steal from the hospital. Telling such 'stories' intended to be nothing more than an act had intentionally made it realistic since part of it was his personal dark past.

He stayed silent, playing with the black patch on the white sheet. A black stain irremovable by any form of magic or help. A tainted him.

[varien rythoria redwolf]

Varien had been a bit taken back by his sudden words, she raised an eyebrow. He... didn’t have any parents either? She paused listening, and tilted her head slightly to him. ”Orphanages, aren’t what you’d consider a safe haven.” she explained as she moved to sit back on the other end of the bed, bringing her knees to her chest and resting her chin on her knees, as she hugged them rather tightly.

”I use to be able to see, terrible things. And when I saw them, they came true.” she spoke to him, he had told her his entire life story .. for the most part. She knew how hard it had been to be an orphan, but she could only imagine how hard it would be to be a homeless orphan. She stared to him, a sincerity in her eyes, she paused. ”And when I warned them, they’d ignore me, or beat me for it..” she spoke quietly to him. ”Orphanages do more damage then not..” she spoke quietly.

”Humans are terrible creatures..” she muttered under her breath, as she hugged her knees tighter. ”I’m sorry, most people have parents here, most people flaunt their stories with their parents here...” she spoke quietly, allowing her hair to curtain her face. She had known the loneliness he spoke about, she had it for fifteen years of her life. ”I was never adopted.. either.” she added as she looked to him, who would adopt a freak like me? she paused at the thought. She wasn’t a freak, no she had been a witch.

"I know, that loneliness. The kids at the orphanage, they never understood me. They called me, freak and monster.." she paused, she had been letting her true self show to this stranger, she had been letting this stranger, see a lonely little girl, who hid childishly behind a smiley face mask. She paused, and smiled to him, shaking her head slightly- as if she could shake the feeling she had been getting.

"Do..you want to be friends.. Ken?" she asked as she raised her head looking to him. She didn't know if he had still been lonely, she knew she had .. that sort of loneliness is something that she doubted would ever leave her, but that was when she thought she'd be that ugly duckling forever, but really she had been a swan.. a witch. So maybe here, she could make friends. She kept the smile on her face. "It's okay if you don't want too." she added, "It won't hurt my feelings or anything." she laughed to him slightly.

[aizawa kenichi]

Ken still had his head hung as he listened to her. The orphanage may not have been the safe haven that she had hoped for but it was far better than the state he was in for many years. The children at the orphanage may not be sugar, spice and everything nice with the constant bullying of the confused little girl that she was then. But, she had a sure supply of warm bed and food. Not a dark and cold cave, living on anything edible from the nearest garbage dump while he was not feeding on blood. It was still a better place.

"I use to be able to see, terrible things. And when I saw them, they came true."

It caught his interest. His head was still down and stir clear of the woman noticing the slight shift in his expression. Eyes widen at the newly found discovery. See things...came true... He mouthed the words silently. He was no longer paying attention to the continuation of her little sob story. A seer. He concluded. The kind of people that see the future just like the Head of Slytherin and Divination professor. If she's a seer, there's a high possibility of her realizing who he really was and is eventually. 

Not a good idea...

Maybe...

A sight into the future. He could make use with a person of that ability. A perfect piece for his revenge. If she truly is what he thinks she is along with that rather innocent part of her, it will be far more easier to use her rather than the Slytherin Head who is more of a freak than she is. How good is she? Is she able use her ability whenever she wants? Has she been using it? Had she figure him out yet? Calm down Ken. 

"Humans considers anything out of the norm to be freaks and monsters unfortunately. Like how muggles brand wizards and the wizarding world brand those creatures." Unfortunately Ken is a monster to both worlds but he prefers it that way. No two world is as good as the next. They are all man in the end. "I'll be your friend. After all, orphans sticks together. Don't they have some sort of invisible bond?" He winked at her. That's the external face of Aizawa Kenichi, the ever friendly Slytherin who doesn't bother about blood purity and whatnot. "I'll look after you if you like." It was more of I'll be keeping an eye over you if you're that useful.

"You must be good at seeing things." He asked in hope of her giving him more information on her ability. To know how useful she would be and calculating the next step and risk involved at having his identity exposed. "You know...like exam questions." He joked, in hope of not appearing to be too interested.

[varien rythoria redwolf]

Varien hadn’t been completely a fool, in fact she had just been some one who had been very good at playing the fool. She noticed the slight change in his attitude after she mentioned her story, she raised an eyebrow. She would just assume it had something to do with the story,right now. She’d think back on it later on today. She smiled softly as he wanted to be friends, she looked up- and quickly brushed some of her hair out of her eyes.

"I know, what you mean. It seriously sucks sometimes, being a human." she laughed softly. "The only creature that hates for no reason, that wages war on it's own kind." she paused, had she been letting too much of herself out to this man? She had actually been serious, she had never been serious. She suddenly stood up and jumped off of the bed, her hair bouncing with her movement, as she stretched out her arms- the sleeves of her robe sliding down, only too reveal more sleeves; well a different kind of sleeves. He'd see all sorts of objects tattooed on her arms, and she paused, cracking her back slightly and giving a sigh in pleasure.

"I never heard that, I just wanted to be your friend." she laughed to him, shrugging her shoulders, as she stared to him. "I want you to smile, after all; life's to short to be grumpy." she said as she tapped at her own smile, looking to him."If we let our past cover our eyes, how could you possibly ever see in the present." she spoke with a smile on her face, or in her case the future she stared to him, and rolled up her sleeves as she seemed to inspect her nails slightly; as if it caught her off guard and took her attention. She really needed to paint them,they had been chipping, the red hues having jagged ends revealing the naked nail.

Varien raised an eyebrow, well..she had been good at getting in trouble when she had been a muggle; hopefully it wouldn't happen here. She shrugged her shoulders, "I have two working eyes, Ken- I can look after myself." she paused, and her fingers moved to tap her chin as she moved to his bed side. "I was going to say the same thing to you" she smiled to him and it faltered slightly when he spoke of her sight."I'll be sure to see if I can." she snickered to him, she already liked him.

"But why are you here, you don't look sick- I mean.. you look like you need a to lay out in the sun for a an hour, or a day or two..but that's all." she spoke leaning in again, tilting her head to him, however she paused; she had been rather loud- even the doors slamming.. where had been the nurse. She would suddenly turn her back to him, and stick her head outside the curtains,looking left and then right. No where in sight? Teachers here had been.. well.. not good at their jobs. She laughed, it just made it easier for her to be up to no good.