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Post by train on Jul 25, 2010 0:35:38 GMT -5
*A few days previous Train had learned that the man that killed his parents was in the area. Because of this he needed to have check ups multiple times a day, just to make sure his mental state wasn't falling apart. Train walked in, on time. The doctors should be expecting him, he kept his hands on his pants pocket, his faithful rat, Caesar was on his shoulder. He held something in his right hand, it was a small box. He needed help, and advice, but he didn't know who to go to. He knew that he had to do it soon, because Mairead couldn't wait to go and kill the guy who did this to Train.*
I'm here
*Train rairlly spoke but today there was more on his mind then the recent events.*
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Post by Random Bunny on Jul 25, 2010 20:14:56 GMT -5
DON'T HURT MY FRIENDS! *points at stuffed animals then leaves*
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Post by hazel on Jul 25, 2010 22:33:45 GMT -5
((.... Bunny got bored and posted EVERYWHERE. Ignore her.))
The day hadn't been to busy so far, so, to entertain herself, Hazel had been cleaning some of the equipment, taken used bedsheets down to the laundry, put on fresh sheets, whatever it was that needed to be done that they usually had students. Hank was off doing... well something. She wasn't to sure what he was up to right now.
When Train entered though, and actually spoke, Hazel looked at him in surprise. "Well you sure are being talkative!" It was only two words, but at the start of a check up? That was unheard of for Train. Hazel suddenly paused, a curious look on her face. Train looked.... puzzled? Confused? "What's on your mind, Train?"
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Post by hank on Jul 25, 2010 22:40:50 GMT -5
Hank had done the work on Alex, Devika and Tim when they had arrived. He also did some work on Megan's as well, as was the procedure during the physical on returning or newly arriving members of the school. Everything went fine, but for some reason Tim's was showing strange activity, and Hank couldn't help but study it further.
He had a sample of it under a microscope, studying it intently as he did. Some of the red cells seemed to have a green tint to them, and he wasn't sure why. As a doctor this made him worried, but as a scientist it made him incredibly curious. His attention was drawn away from it when Train arrived and actually...spoke? He took the tray that had Tim's on it and stored it away, then walked out to the main room, closing the door behind him.
"Train, Hazel, what seems to be the trouble?"
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Post by train on Jul 25, 2010 22:44:57 GMT -5
*Train wasn't thinking properly and hadn't even noticed that he was being talkative. He must have been thinking about Mairead more than he usually did. When she asked what was up, his arm and hand that clutched the small box got cuvered by a diamond substance. He didn't want to tell her, but he didn't know what else to do. When it came to this stuff he was terrible about it. Wait, Hazel was married, wasn't she? But she wouldn't be able to give him advice on how to do it, she was on the other end. She wouldn't be able to help. Maybe Hank would help, but Train was nervous about talking about this. He didn't want to mention this to anyone. He wanted to keep it a secret as long as possible. Train just looked away, noticing that things were cleaner then the last time he was in the room. He ignored their question, and wasn't sure what to say, he didn't want to say anything at all.*
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Post by hazel on Jul 25, 2010 22:57:09 GMT -5
Hazel sighed, crossing her arms and shaking her head. Great, they'd scared him into silence. Or, it seemed like she had. She noticed that look of his, wanting to talk to Hank for a few minutes with out her. Lightly, she touched Hank's shoulder, getting his attention and motioning with her head towards Train. "I think he wants to talk to you." She kept her voice low, so Train wouldn't hear her.
Quickly, she came up with a cover for leaving the men alone. "I'll be right back, the Professor needs me." Train wouldn't realize she was lying to give them alone time. Quickly, she retreated out of the room, like she was going to his office, but hide behind the door, listening carefully, hidden from sight incase they needed her. Not to mention she was a bit curious.
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Post by hank on Jul 26, 2010 7:24:00 GMT -5
Hanks attention was brought from Train to the box in his hand. He wasn't quite sure what was going on, but when the substance covered the box he knew that it was something important. It was then that Hazel walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder, telling him that Train would want to speak to him. He nodded and watched Hazel excuse herself, then brought up a couple chairs.
"Have a seat Train, what is is that's bothering you?"
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Post by train on Jul 26, 2010 9:21:58 GMT -5
*After Hazel was gone, Train sat down, still watching the door. Was she really gone? Would Hank really have the answers? Well there was only one way to find out. Train's arm slowly became uncovered, but he was ready to cover it at any moment. He unclutched his hand to reveal a beautiful black velvet ring box. Train held it on an open palm now. His gaze was down, almost afraid of what would be said. He didn't know what to say, he hoped that this box would explain it. He planed to ask Mairead McGrinn to marry him, but how should he do it? He was shy enough as it was, but he was one hundred percent sure that he wanted to do this.*
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Post by hank on Jul 26, 2010 11:24:05 GMT -5
When he knew he had Train's attention, and the boy wasn't expecting Hazel to walk back through the door, Hank was prepared for what he had to say. But unfortunately he didn't say anything, only held out a small ring box. Curious, Hank gently took the box and opened it, his eyes widening at the ring inside. It was a very beautiful ring, but obviously the kind of ring that was used for only one thing and one thing only.
"Ah, I see." he closed the box and placed it back in Train's hand, "So if you don't mind my asking, who is the special lady."
He was doing his best to keep what was going on as small as possible. Even though he couldn't see Hazel, his heightened senses had allowed him to smell and hear her breathing. Like Logan, it was hard for anybody to sneak up on him.
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Post by train on Jul 26, 2010 11:36:34 GMT -5
*Once the box was back in his hand Train clenched it again and the substance came back over this fist and arm. He placed his hand in his lap and took a breath. He didn't make eye contact, but he did have to speak.*
Mairead
*The love of his life, and the only one to make him feel more out going and comfortable with himself. But he had to ask her soon, she wanted to go after that guy, Train was going to do it before that happened.*
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Post by hank on Jul 26, 2010 12:21:00 GMT -5
"Ah, of course."
Hank sat back in his chair, having seen the two wandering about school with each other more then alone. He never had seen the boy more cheerful and talkative then he was with her. It was like she was the key to getting him to open up when others were pushed away. But why was he here? If he wanted to ask her to marry him, then why come to to the infirmary.
"So how can I be of assistance?"
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Post by train on Jul 26, 2010 12:33:04 GMT -5
*Good question, Train wasn't entirely sure. He was hoping that he could get advice. Train wasn't open with lots of things. He had got this ring on a whim. He didn't even know if Mairead would even want to marry him.*
Advice
*He wasn't sure if Hank could give advice but he was hoping, because he didn't want to go around and ask lots of people. But he knew that this would either make the deal or break it. If Mairead said' no', then Train would just become all locked up again, but if she said 'yes' then he may become a little bit more open. If Hank couldn't help him, maybe he should go to his cousin, Artemis.*
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Post by hank on Jul 26, 2010 12:59:09 GMT -5
"Advice on...oh I see."
Hank couldn't help but smile. Train was wanting advice on how to "pop the question." That was difficult for Hank to do, mainly because all of his relationships ended badly. Granted he only had a few, but they didn't last too long. The only he had recently been growing a companionship was Hazel, but that was only due to the two of them sharing a profession.
"Well, most people would choose a day to really show their affection. Like a dinner and movie, or taking the to where they first met or first kissed. Others would just catch the off guard and then ask the question. Personally I wouldn't know how it's done, I've never done it myself actually, but this is what I've heard and seen others do."
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Post by train on Jul 26, 2010 13:57:31 GMT -5
*The lake! Train could take Mairead to the Lake where she snuck him out and he went camping for the first time in a long time. He could do it there. Maybe. He looked at Hank, slightly smiling. He nodded.*
Thanks
*Standing up Train started to head for the door, he had completely forgotten that he had a check up to do before he left.*
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Post by hank on Jul 26, 2010 14:06:36 GMT -5
"You're welcome." he smiled, glad he could help, but when Train got up to leave, Hank stood as well, "Wait a moment. Since you're here, we might as well get that check up out of the way."
Hank was glad to have given Train what he needed for proposing. He knew Hazel was standing in the doorway and if Train saw her then he probably wouldn't trust him or Hazel afterwards. Thankfully it was time for his checkup anyway and that gave Hazel enough time to find another spot to hide. Though it would probably get her when Hank told her that it was between him and Train, "A guy thing" as the saying goes.
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