Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-30202748-20170508035817

Noire stood in front of the hospital where her comatose friend. She stared at her reflection in one of the many windows the hospital was covered in. A chilled breeze picked up and her scarf began to flap to and fro. Snow was knocked of a nearby tree, snapping Her back into reality. She regained herself and headed inside.

She got were her friend was been looked after by the receptionists. She transferred the maze-like corridors of the hallways of the hospital. The interior was painted in a variety of autumn colors, offering a stark contrast the bleak colors outside. When she arrived at the fourth floor wing it was clear that this section of the hospital was meant for more wealthier guests, as made evident by the polished mahogany walls and elaborately tiled floors. Upon the arrival at the room, Noire reach for the door handle only to slightly jerk it back. She took a second steady herself and then proceeded in.

“Hey Alba, it has been a while, hasn't it? I could never imagine you sitting this still for this long” Noire let out a nervous chuckle.

“ I came by today to say that what happened two month ago could have been completely avoided. It is my fault that you're like this. I’m sorry. I haven't seen Slate since, and Dahlia, she comes around to check up on me sometimes.” she said in a weird conjunction of both reluctance and remorse.

“ Oh, and before I leave.” she reaches into a pocket and pulls out Alba’s goggles and places the on the stand next to Alba that is littered with other get well cards and gifts. “ I wanna see you wearing these once you get up. Till then, take it easy” she slightly choked on the last bit. She took a few more seconds and headed out of the room into into hall. She decided to head to the hospital’s cafeteria to get a bite for she was starving. 