badfic_manor | 6th Titan • Claudia • [Text] & [In Person]

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6th Titan • Claudia • [Text] & [In Person]

[Claudia wakes up on a bench in Central Park near the zoo. She shivers, holding herself tightly. She rubs her bare feet against the cold. She wasn't ready for the cold and her practically rag dress isn't protecting her much.]

I'm alive? I'm alive!

[She feels something cold rushing down her stomach. Her dress is torn and dark blood is pouring down her chest.]

I'm bleeding...I'm dead.

[She looks around and lets out a scream. The buildings look like they could topple over at any moment. But her chest hurts and she doubles over. The Blackberry falls onto the pavement and she picks it up.]

The Manor! OW!

[Her chest...]

[With effort she grabs the Blackberry and begins to type]

Help me.

[And she lets out a psychic cry]

HEEEELP!

[almost everyone will be able to hear her, more softly if they're far away from her]

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[He knew where she meant almost instantly, and headed over without a second to spare. He'd spent a lot of time in New York in the past, so luckily he had a vague idea of where to go.

Unluckily for him, however, he'd forgotten just how big central park was. And snow didn't help him in the slightest..

About 20 minutes later, and he noticed someone sat down; going closer, he sprinted the rest of the way when he saw she was covered in blood.

Hurriedly removing his thick outer coat, he wraps her in it as he goes to pick her up]

Alright, I'm sorry if I hurt you but I need to get you out of this snow. So hang on for me, alright?

[She'd be lying if she said she wasn't surprised at the big strong man scooping her up, especially since she's starting to lose consciousness.]

[She holds onto him as tightly as she can at the moment, which, er, isn't very tightly at all, actually]

[Even if she can't support herself, he is pretty strong, so carrying her is no problem. He heads into the Plaza hotel, knowing they'd have basic first aid supplies on top of what he carried with him.

Entering the foyer, he sets her down on a long table, clearing anything that was sat on it, before unwrapping his jacket from around her. Spreading it out on the table next to her, he removes the necessary instruments from the pockets; Scalpels, anasthetic, and a suturing kit all came out, along with a mask, goves, and surgical gown. He also inflated a large, sterile bubble around both of them and the table, creating a completely sterile space.

After kitting up and adminstering the anasthetic, he soon gets to work. There wasn't as much damage as he first thought, and after an hour, he began suturing her wound. She was a strong willed person evidently, and he internally thanked her for it.

**

Having deflated the bubble, and disposed of his gloves and gown, Black Jack then gently slipped his coat over her. He'd have to find her some more clothes, but this would have to do until then.

After asking for a room on the same floor, Black Jack delicately picks Claudia up and follows the faceless employee to one of the hotels rooms.

Once inside, he puts her in bed, and checks the wound over once again. Satisfied all had gone well, he pulls the duvet over her, before going over to the couch and promptly collapsing, falling asleep within half an hour]

(( FYI, you know surgery went well in canon when he falls asleep right after~ ))

[There's a voice somewhere nearby. Not a voice the way most people thought of them, but Claudia never distinguished between what others called voices and thoughts. She had no voice of her own, besides the one her mind gave her. So, it made little difference to her. She had to consciously try not to intrude on other people's thoughts so when she was still hazy from surgery like this they flowed through her like water through a stream.

Thoughts were usually not as clear cut as people would have you believe in books and histories. They were confused and tangled things, pictures, words, the strange mass of concepts. Stranger still were dreams. Dreams fascinated Claudia, especially since she'd observed very few of them since the death of her father over a century ago. There was only one other person's since then, Gabriel Belmont. Although she held no malice towards him as the name swam into her head it made the wound on her chest ache.

That was what brought her to full consciousness. Claudia's eyes fluttered opened and she attempted to sit up. Her body didn't follow this order and she collapsed again against the pillow. A low psychic moan filled the hotel floor as the pain of reality settled on her]

[The moan that suddenly went through his head woke Black Jack from his post-surgery sleep with a start. Sitting up, he rubbed his eyes with one hand before glancing over at Claudia]

How are you feeling?

[She looks weakly in his direction]

[She doesn't like not being able to move]

[He gets to his feet and goes to the side of her bed]

It will for a while, but everything went smoothly, so if you rest, you'll be back on your feet in no time

[She nods]

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