Clumsy Flying — Even Clumsier Landing

"I'm just peachy."

"Sarcasm?" Cordelia questioned, an eyebrow raised. She would imagine that it was, seeing the condition the girl was in. The woman had to make sure, though.

As Loriana moved her shoulders, the former mother narrowed her eyes. "Moving like that is only going to end up hurting you," she said to the younger female. "You're injured enough. Be careful, Loriana." She didn't want the girl to get even more hurt than she already was. That definitely wouldn't be good, and it would make for a longer hospital stay.

"So how long do you want me to stay with you?" the vampire asked. She would stay for as long as Loriana wanted, since being in this place alone could probably be frightening. Plus, the mother in her wanted to make sure that the girl turned out alright.

''It seems I am capable of it.''

An amused sort of smile came to her face. "Hoorah," Cordelia said, though she wasn't being sarcastic at all. If other people were sarcastic, then she was pleased. It was just one of those things.

''I am being reasonably careful... I just don't like hospital that much...''

"Pfft, who does?" the woman asked. To her knowledge, no one ever liked being sick or being in a hospital for long. Unless, of course, it was for a good reason... but generally, it wasn't very likely to enjoy it.

''I don't know...''

Noticing the fidgeting and having heard the whimper, the vampire offered a kind smile. "Alright. I'll just stay for however long you want or need me to, no rush. Or until you're better. Is that ok?"

"... But that doesn't really count does it?"

The widow laughed softly. "No, I don't think it does," she said. If they were being released then they would be leaving the hospital, not staying. "But I do think seeing someone overjoyed to be in a hospital would be rather amusing." Cordelia smiled at the thought of it. Hopefully she would get to see that over the course of her life at least once.

"You'd really stay?..."

"Of course I would," the twenty-year-old said. "If I didn't intend on staying I wouldn't have said I would." Her ears then picked up the last part and she frowned, not liking that she was putting herself down. Although she did it quite a bit herself when she was down, it still wasn't healthy. "You're not a freak, Loriana. People are just closed-minded and can't accept what's different from them. It's not your fault at all." Whoever had lowered this girls self-esteem like this definitely had to hope they never met the mother. She would pound them to death if she met anyone that had hurt this girl.

"Thank you, I don't know what I'd do if I was alone here."

Cordelia smiled. "It's no problem at all, I understand the feeling. If you ever get hurt and need me to stay with you again, just ask, ok?" For a vampire who was always rather rude, she was being quite nice to this girl. But the poor thing had gone through so much... she didn't deserve any more unkind words. Cordelia at least knew when enough was enough.

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"It probably would be, imagine someone skipping in the hospital's hallways…"

Cordelia snorted accidentally as she laughed. Had she been a lot younger and hanging out with old, now nearly forgotten friends, she probably would have done that. Just to annoy the hospital staff at most, though — she was never one to have really shipped. "Haha! Well, here of all places, that could actually happen. Most are abnormally cheerful or just weird...." the twenty-year-old told. Most everyone she had met here was cheerful, and it bothered her somewhat.

"Just because I've got wings doesn't mean I don't have feelings…"

Such a true statement. Shame that few humans actually understood that. "I couldn't agree with you more," the woman said. Honestly, what was wrong with the people of the world? "As I've said before, it's sickening how people can treat others."

"They'll probably send me back… I don't want to go back."

This statement puzzled the vampire. An eyebrow rose in both confusion and concern, unsure of how to react at first. The conversation had completely shifted now; once minute they were laughing, the next, something like this had come up. As Loriana wrapped that one wing around herself, Cordelia began to get the feeling that it was either something saddening or upsetting... hence why she didn't want to go back, most likely.

"Go back where?" Cordelia asked. If it was anywhere that would be harmful to Loriana's wellbeing, she wasn't going to let the girl go there. She would personally make sure that the girl remained as happy as possible and that not so much harm came to her in the future. Well... she would do her best to make sure of that, at least.

"Perhaps there is something in the air."

Cordelia blinked and tilted her head to the side. "Huh?" she asked, not knowing what that was directed to. She may have had black hair, but she could really have her blonde moments at times. Even so, the statement had confused her.

"To my parents, they'll send me back if I stay here..."

Oh. It was apparent not that Loriana didn't like her parents. If they had mistreated her... oh, they would definitely get hell from the twenty-year-old. Abuse was something that Cordelia didn't stand for, especially when it was parents hurting their own children. "I see... I could help you escape if you want."

"I have to get out."

That statement made her want to take her words back. There was obviously something wrong, and Cordelia quickly looked over the girl. As soon as she sat up, the vampire jumped out of her seat and ran to the girl, not really knowing what she could do. Maybe she could at least hold her down and have a nurse try to calm her down and take care of her medically.

Once Loriana stood and was swaying on her feet, the former mother took the girls shoulder in her right hand and her waist in the other, trying to steady her. "Loriana, sweetie, calm down. Lay back down, I promise I'll never let your parents get you, ok?" she whispered in a soft, promising voice, trying to sooth the poor child. The woman checked Loriana's forehead and gulped at the sign of the fever.

She would take care of this herself. She didn't trust those nurses.

Grabbing a cloth and wetting it in a nearby sink, she quickly wrung it out and put it to the teenager's forehead. Convenient how this was all right near her so she wouldn't have to let go of the child.

"Come on, sweetie. Lay down. Do you want me to get a nurse?"

She would only get one if the girl started getting really bad. She probably should have gotten one already, but... well... she just didn't trust them! The nurse from before had screwed up, so who was to say they wouldn't again?