| Ordinary Miracles [closed to Haruichi & Hoshi] |
[Sep. 22nd, 2008|01:33 am] |
It had been a long day. A day worth seeing the back of, in Haruichi's world-weary opinion, which was why he had been entertaining the fantasy of walking in the door and falling asleep as soon as he was out of his uniform since about two p.m. A mundane thing to wish for, but something told him he'd be just as well off wishing for some mythological phenomenon to present itself for his inspection (along with authenticating docuentation): neither was likely to happen, and he needed the sleep more.
Stepping slowly up the stairs, eyes half-closed and head aching quietly, Haruichi noticed the sun drowning in deep purple clouds through the dirty windows lining the stairwell of his apartment building. Night was coming, and Haruichi recalled then that his day had begun at one in the morning with a training accident which he'd only been able to save from becoming a traumatic amputation by a handful of seconds. The day, much like the dozen days before it, hadn't improved from there, and ten patients later ( all Haruichi wanted to do was go to sleep and forget he'd ever been a medic or an ANBU. ) |
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