The young man froze mid-step, one of his feet still hovering a few millimeters above the ground, his eyes wide. He then spun around abruptly, his mouth open a bit, though the corners of his mouth was curled upward into a surprised grin. Calvin stood there like that for a few moments silently, eyeing the patient before him as if he couldn’t comprehend what he had heard, or what he was seeing.
“Ms. Dimitry? Aha! Ms. Dimitry!” he exclaimed and spun on his one foot before running out of the door as fast as his legs would carry him.
“Eleni Dimitry is awake! Eleni is awake!” he called at the top of his lungs as he darted down the white hallways that made up the hospital, his shoes causing him to slide when he cut around a corner- but when he needed to stop, he couldn’t seem to, and collided painfully with the receptionist’s desk. The women who had been sitting behind the desk making phone calls stood up quickly, the shock clear on her face, “Mr. Ransom?” she asked slowly, walking around the round desk to see if he had managed to break anything- though she knew it was likely he had, being as fragile as he was.
Calvin groaned, but despite the pain he was feeling in his wrist and in his head, he shot forward and spoke quickly, “She’s awake, she’s awake- she talked!” and then he fell back down on his back with a soft thud when his skull hit the marble floor. He let out an odd squeak, and hugged his injured wrist close to his chest.
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“Alright, you can come in Calvin…” one of the main Healers said with a sigh, clearly not happy to have Calvin to look after; he wasn’t exactly the kind of young man who turned out to be an excellent healer, and quite a few doctors were apprehensive. Calvin fallowed the uniformed man into the room Ms. Dimitry had accompanied for years- or so he had been told, he himself had only been at the hospital for a month or so –with his bandaged arm pressed against his side in order to relieve some of the pain.
The more professional doctor out of the two walked towards the girl’s bed, a file held in one of his hands, his other rested calmly in his pocket; he obviously didn’t believe that the girl had actually regained consciousness. The man stared at the monitors for a few moments and flipped through a few pieces of paper before even glancing at the female, and then exhaled, shaking his head out of disbelief. “You were right, Calvin…”
“I was…? I was! I was right- is she awake, you know, for good?” he asked, his words falling from his lips rather quickly, due to his excitement.