Post by Alicia Maine on Nov 13, 2017 0:09:07 GMT -5
The last time she was in a hospital, it didn't end well. The staff that was suppose to help treat her and care for her really used her state to have their way. A new member to their little harem. Their own funhouse where they chose what happens. Alicia was just another toy for them to play with to make their own sad existences all the more thrilling. But, what they didn't expect to happen was Alicia's own evolution. When one couldn't accept the reality that they were thrust into, they become broken and die. But, when one was capable of accepting it, they becoming something more. Obscene and horrid to the eyes, and to the world, but much more than they were before. Alicia was truly born in that time spent in madness.
It was all the more reason why Alicia felt at home in the hospital bed, and all the more antsy too. Wondering what will happen to her while spending her time laying on the cloud of white fluff. Her legs were still healing, including the wound along her chest and shoulders. Much of the bleeding had already ceased to flow as they were bandaged and stitched. Still there was the possibility that they could reopen again if she pushed herself too much. This much she could tell despite only looking through the light of her right eye. Even through that narrow view of hers, she could still see real well. And quite an ordeal to get use to.
What she did have to be happy about was the fact that she was able to move around a bit. Not too much for stretching, but at least enough to really find some comfort in her positioning. Still quite a pain to move though. Her human body wasn't one like that of the Bounts or the Shinigami. Quincies were still made of flesh and blood, and were more prone to being injured than they were. This was the difference between them and her. She had limits to her abilities and body wise. It was these limits that caused the woman to lose against that man, and her targets. But nonetheless, despite it being a technical loss; she still had fun with it all. The sense and rush that it provided was what Alicia loved. Especially the little treasure that the man provided for her.
Beyond that Alicia couldn't tell how long she was unconscious for. Days, weeks, it was all like a dream. Nostalgic somewhat to a degree. Alicia looked to the sunny day that lingered outside her window view. Birds singing and rumbling motors of the cars outside on the streets. The courtyard of the hospital resided outside her third story window, before leading to the gated border that led out to the streets. Karakura General Hospital wasn't anything fancy, and wasn't owned by the Vandenreich or it's allies. Just a regular hospital that happened to be closest to the where the woman fainted. Blood loss was the leading factor for her collapse. Without a strong will to keep her going, or a tolerance for the pain she suffered, it was only a matter of time before the combination of the two pushed the limits of her blood loss tolerance.
Alicia was able to take a long deserved rest after what had happened. With that of the Vandenreich, with Jyuria, with Luke, and her purpose, Alicia actually had an atmosphere, and environment to really think about it all. Isolated from the matters of the spiritual realm and those sensitive to it, she could really do some thinking about what she wanted for herself. And that was what she truly wanted to learn about; her true purpose. That was what was really causing her itch in the back of her mind. What to do what to do? Well, for starters, she could always break out of the hospital and just murder everyone else.
What to do what to do? She could either do that or just bite her time. Alicia spent this time laying on her back thinking it over and over again. Though really, it would be better to rest up and let her wounds heal for a bit. But it sucked a bit though, considering that she couldn't fulfill that itch she has been having. Unfortunately, she wasn't in a condition to do so either. Still, it didn't stop her from trying.