Post by Takara Wilton on Nov 26, 2022 18:50:09 GMT
"Even if it's not your fault, it's your responsibility."
-Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky
And I scream at the top of my lungs, "What's going on?"
Takara was a quiet, patient person. They much preferred to sit on the sidelines, not make a scene, and do their work without any flash or flair. They didn't enjoy attention and would much rather exist in a quiet corner somewhere, only being spoken to if it was necessary or by someone they already knew. That was why Takara had kept their head down and in the shadows about their position in Salve Co. A known individual of that rank always opened themselves up to things like public appearances and interviews and constant pestering by people that never could see the big picture of their work. People that would rather only see the bad and never acknowledge the good, always judging it so harshly they were unable to escape their own sour-tinted glasses and look at the long term. At the ultimate goal.
And that was why Takara was in such a fight, growing more and more angry by the second, his Galarian accent growing a touch thicker with every passing moment--something they picked up from their mother. Employees of Salve were strict to never mention Takara's position if they knew them. Others never knew who the CEO was. Which lead to problems such as this. Takara was reminding himself that these nurses were doing their job. They didn't intend to get in his way, but another part of Takara was growing more and more angered by the sheer disrespect when this was important. He already lost his oldest college friend and he was going to be damned if he couldn't even-
"Mx. Wilton!" Takara recognized the voice, his eyes turning to the hospital's president. The man froze in place at the fire he saw and quickly did a double take before approaching more cautiously than before. The man very carefully put a hand on Takara's shoulder, taking careful note of the growling lucario and luxio. "It's fine. Mx. Wilton here is a... very generous donor to the hospital and- it's fine. I take responsibility."
The nurses were about to speak, but Orion stepped forward this time, eyes glowing a dangerous blue. A warning. The nurses backed off, Takara giving the hospital's president a glance and a nod before walking off, quickly breaking into a run as they made their way up the stairs to the next floor.
"Shri, where are they?" they asked as they made it to the recovery hall. Shri looked around and pointed to one of the doors. Takara knocked quickly before opening the door, looking panicked. "Farrah!?" they asked, not thinking in the slightest to ask if it was okay to come in or anything. This was important! Farrah had to be okay! If they weren't then- then-!
And that was why Takara was in such a fight, growing more and more angry by the second, his Galarian accent growing a touch thicker with every passing moment--something they picked up from their mother. Employees of Salve were strict to never mention Takara's position if they knew them. Others never knew who the CEO was. Which lead to problems such as this. Takara was reminding himself that these nurses were doing their job. They didn't intend to get in his way, but another part of Takara was growing more and more angered by the sheer disrespect when this was important. He already lost his oldest college friend and he was going to be damned if he couldn't even-
"Mx. Wilton!" Takara recognized the voice, his eyes turning to the hospital's president. The man froze in place at the fire he saw and quickly did a double take before approaching more cautiously than before. The man very carefully put a hand on Takara's shoulder, taking careful note of the growling lucario and luxio. "It's fine. Mx. Wilton here is a... very generous donor to the hospital and- it's fine. I take responsibility."
The nurses were about to speak, but Orion stepped forward this time, eyes glowing a dangerous blue. A warning. The nurses backed off, Takara giving the hospital's president a glance and a nod before walking off, quickly breaking into a run as they made their way up the stairs to the next floor.
"Shri, where are they?" they asked as they made it to the recovery hall. Shri looked around and pointed to one of the doors. Takara knocked quickly before opening the door, looking panicked. "Farrah!?" they asked, not thinking in the slightest to ask if it was okay to come in or anything. This was important! Farrah had to be okay! If they weren't then- then-!
And I pray every single day for a revolution
Shri || Level 30 30/30 | Orion || Level 25 20/20 | Bast || Level 20 25/25 |