Hospital

"YAY!" Tosh cheered as her food came. "Thanks for the meal!" she said before engulfing the food, plate included but she started to choke, flailing around her arms.

[sorry for the post! but i have to go!]

Resha ran back towards the room. I got found out!
"Heya!" she said, panting, seeing the two eating. "I'm so, so, so sorry, Fang! But I can't facilitate your blood transfusion. I have to get back to base, but rest assured I left you in capable hands!"

She turned to Tosh. "I'm so sorry! But thank you so much for today! I had so much fun. Oh, and please make sure Fang doesn't do anything reckless before and so soon after the transfusion - like, perform alchemy."

She bowed and left.

[Resha out! - sorry! nighty!]

((night night, no worries))
"I wont. I know my limits," he started. "...But then again...I do like to push them..."
He pulled out his pocket watch to get the time. "Hope we meet again, sometime soon. The train station wasn't even the Red Wing."
Fang looked over to Tosh, "Umm...yeah...good luck on getting a train anytime soon...Sorry..."

Tosh fell over, losing air quickly and her face turning blue. Regardless, she waved weakly at Resha as she rushed out the hospital.

[byes janny!]

Fang hit Tosh's back with the butt of his machine gun. Forcing the plate out of her throat. "Next time, don't eat the thing the food's on. Hell, I'm surprised you didn't eat the cutlery."

The plate shot from Tosh's mouth, smashing on impact against the wall. Tosh fell to the floor, taking large breaths and the blueness in her face going away. "Th.......anks....." she managed out wheezing.

He put the gun back in the holster. "No problem."

((....now what? lol))

Tosh got up, coughing and dusting herself off. Then she suddenly glomped him laughing.

Fang fell over, slightly blushing. Not because of a crush (which he doesn't have) but because he has never been treated like this. Before or after he lost his memory.
"The hell?! What are you doing?!"

"Its a glomp! Its a tackle hug!" she said laughing at him. "I don't really do it much anymore but after getting so many friends i just feel more happy." she said thinking it over.

He stayed quiet for a little bit. "...That will take some getting used to, then..."
Fang pulled himself, and Tosh, up with ease and sat back down in his chair. "Any idea on when I'll get the blood transfusion?"

"Umm, you should be getting it soon." Tosh said taking a small bag from her pouch; a sweet aroma wafted through the room.

"Okay then," he sighed. Fang took off the poncho, vest, scarfs and his backpack, and put them in a neat pile.
Shirtless, scarred, and bandaged, Fang stretched. "Always good to limber up!"

Tosh gazed at his body for a moment before shaking her head and opening up the small bag, revealing chocolate chip cookies.

Fang noticed her staring. "Yup. This is what it takes to be a mercenary. Got all of these from my first 3 years. Now, I go undetected until the entire building is up in flames."
He ignored the cookies. Fang always had a health regime, and the only "junk food" he would eat, was ice cream.

"Huh..." Tosh said before she started to nom 2 of the cookies happily.

Fang sat back down, waiting shirtless for the blood transfusion.
How long will this take?!

"Hmmm, maybe the doctor's are busy?" Tosh asked and went through the doors.

Fang sat back, almost falling asleep. "Maybe..."

Tosh stopped dead in her tracks as she saw a crowd of doctors standing around a spot. She saw a puddle of blood still leaking, and a body lifeless on the floor. She looked at the walls to see slash marks and bloody handprints.

He had noticed that Tosh wasn't back yet. "Yo, Toshii. There a problem?"

Tosh feared for the worst but just shook her head, retreating back to the room where Fang is.

"Tosh? What happened in there?"
He pulled out his gun, just to be careful.

Tosh looked towards Fang then back to the room, muttering "A blood death..."