Try-Out; Rebecca Seitz; Kimmy [APPROVED]

[Joachim Armster]

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• Try-out Role-Player: Kimmy
  
• Try-out Character's Name: Rebecca Seitz
  
• Try-out Character's Race: Fullbringer

[Kimmy]

"Whats wrong?" The voice of a woman was heard, it was a very feminine voice. It had a concerned tone in it as the tapping of multiple sets of feet could be heard down the hallway of this 'school'. There was a brief pause, the silence only been broken by the tapping of the feet.

"Hmpt... I'm fine." Spoke another voice. It's tone was deep and almost emotionless, but if you listened closely you could hear the strain within the words. The voice was clearly male, its pitch, its tone, all mascluine. Another silence had fallen. The people who made the clicking of footsteps were now visible. Walking down the hallway there were three people.

A woman walked ahead of the two men behind her. She was shorter then them, being about 5'5 with heels on that is. She had long beautiful blonde hair, long bangs fell past her emerald green eyes. She was beautiful. Her eyes were partly closed, as if something was on her mind. She wore a nurses outfit as well, she wasn't pleased that she was required to wear this for the job. The brows furrowed on her youthful face as she strided ahead. She had black heels on, thigh high stockings were a deep crimson color, a white '+' Symbol that was also known as a medical symbol was on each of her stockings, right on the thighs. She had a red dress on, deep crimson much like her stockings. The dress's skirt was a bit short. To short for her liking. She was use to her jeans and flowy dresses... not this. The sleeves were short and had a black band around them. Around her neck was a black collar like thing. Her dress was low cut to show some cleavage, which bugged her to. She also had on a pair of black gloves and a red and black nurses hat. She had a peice of paper clutched in her hands. Her name was Rebecca Seitz, however to those who didn't kow her on a deep scale, Caylaya Seitz, this name was on her records and everything. She perfered to keep her true name a secret.

The man to her left had a almost emotionless look on his face. He had black hair, his eyes were bright green and had an annoyed look to them. He wore a black coat with a red '+' mark on the left side of the shoulder. Beneith he wore a black shirt and black pair of pants. He looked like one of those strong silent men. This man was named Sangre. The man on the right was taller then the beautiful woman before him, however he was shorter then Sangre. This man's hair was white, his skin was the most pale out of all three, and his eyes, they were red. Most people would call him an albino. He wore a jacket like Sangre's except it was white instead of black. He wore a white shirt and a pair of black pants. This man was Nevaeh. He was more cheerful then the both of them, both of them looked older then the woman.

Rebecca was on the way to the infirmary. The place where she would work in, her room. She was the new nurse to the school... Even though she was still in space since the principal has brought her here before giving her directions to her room. It should be eay to find, accoding to the principle's directions it should be a room at the end of the hall, with the words 'Infirmary' right on the door. Tap tap tap

At last, Rebecca saw the door with the word on it, in bright white letters. Sliding the door open she stepped in. Looking around she saw multiple beds, hidden behind curtains which could give patients privacy. There were multiple shelves with bottles of many substances, drawers for tools, many forms of medical technology was on the other side of the room. Rebecca was satisfyed with what she saw. Turning around she saw Sangre looking at the door, his hand slid down it. She narrowed her eyes at him.
"Odd..." Sangre muttered out, strain was still in his voice. Hmm?

What is it? Rebecca asked him. Sangre let out a low grunt. "The door... This place is soundproofed." He said simply. Rebecca pressed her lips together. What was so odd about this? So? It makes sence. Outside noises won't disrupt any patients in here... And others out side of the room won't be disturbed by cries of someone in pain. Rebecca said calmly, crossing her arms. She looked at Sangre and Nevaeh, the door was halfways open, she noticed how there was a lock on the sliding door. She thought of how long Sangre and Nevaeh were manifested. She understood now.
You guys must be tired, it's been a while since you guys had a break hasn't it? Rebecca asked. Nevaeh met her gaze, while Sangre kept his on the door. Nevaeh nodded. Rebecca smiled and took a deep breath.

pop

Both men were gone. Rebecca had put them to rest, figments of her imagination capable of driving Rebecca off the sanity edge. She then decided to look around her new 'office'. She looked at each bottle on each shelf. Getting on knee's she had bent over to look through the bottles on a drawer down below. Time ticked by, it was rather...Quiet.

[Joachim Armster]

It was almost an hour before anyone came by to so much as greet the new nurse. This was one of the biggest high schools in the nation, so large that the infirmary hired actual doctors, but only for a few hours in the day; they were presently gone, or weren't paid to be here right now at least. It was such a busy place. Few students came, as the competition between them was fierce, although some students who were sick had to stay in the infirmary to do their school work as so to avoid getting other students sick. The less fortunate, or those simply poor in health, also did their schooling here; special tutors for each subject would drop by to briefly lecture the hospitalized kids, and there was a set amount of time set aside for questions, although the visits were painfully brief and many of the patients seemed very lonely. Aside from passing, apathetic tutors, no one really dropped by the Nurse's office... But when someone did come, it was the strangest thing. One of the doctors.

"Hello! Hi! How are you?! Nice office! This place is great! How are the kids?! Did you learn all their names yet?! What should I call you!?" The voice was insanely energetic, and sounded like that of an old man... but no such person was visible. At least, not without looking down. The door hit the wall with a tremendous thud, and was stuck to it by a huge hand, almost as big as a full sized watermellon... and yet, it was attached to the body of a three foot tall man!

He looked like some kind of dwarven hunchback, or a silvery, midget gorilla, with fat arms, big hands, and tiny little legs that supported his weight with impossible ease.... he had a round little tummy, but his back hunched over, and swelled disproportionally with the rest of his body. It didn't look natural at all. The hump itself might have been a disease, but he seemed in perfect health, despite his rather freakish appearance. "I'm Doctor Colonel! I thought I'd drop by and say hello! What have you been spraying in here?! It smells great!" Shouted the old man, as he furiously appreciated the surroundings. He sniffed the desk, and even the door handle. "Not bad! You're a promising young lady! I can see it in your eyes! The eyes are the windows of the soul you know! And those are some clean sparkly windows right there!" Barked the aged dwarf doctor yet again, and by now, it was obvious that he was completely oblivious to his annoying behavior. And yet, there was a certain kindness to his aged, wrinkled, leathery face. He was not tall, but he seemed to make things.. safe, somehow. Like an aura of warmth and unconditional love; he felt very much like a hyperactive, vertically challenged grandpa with gigantic arms and hands. He reached forth a huge, hairy hand to shake the nurse's, but after holding it for a split second he decided it was too long and grabbed her hand instead, shaking it frantically over and over with enough force to flip over a table. The huge fingers and broad palms were over five times as big as Rebecca's... and the arms that held them swelled with muscle. Old men shouldn't be as strong as he was. He appeared aged enough to be in his 90s.

Releasing her hand from his warm, massive hands, he immediately scurried into the main room with the patients. "I need to show you something! Come with me! Your job is on the line! Beat me to the door or I'll fire you!" He howled, running to one of the doors for patients who had to stay in the infirmary due to severe, debilitating illnesses. The door was locked, but he twisted the handle with so much force that the lock was overpowered, and it opened anyway with a soft cracking noise. Stepping in, he turned his face towards her inside the small room and pressed his huge index finger against his lips, before loudly making a "Shhhhhh!" sound at her. He flipped on the lights, and the room was illuminated slowly.

The room was filled with medical machinery, and at the center of it's back wall, a bed. The only uncluttered path was leading to the bed on both sides, where a young man lay in bed... he was a handsome thing, probably six feet tall, with an attractive build. He still had the look of strength to his frame; but he did not seem healthy. His skin was a little too pale. The sickly veneer looked somehow dangerously faint, as if the life were about to vanish from the body it covered like a candle slowly burning out. His grey-blue eyes settled on the girl; they were probably brighter before he got sick. Long, messy black hair covered his head. Doctor Colonel took off his glasses slowly, and stood up; he looked a little taller now, but the hunch was still huge, even as he kept his back straight by some impossible feat of strength. "This patient is terminally ill. His body is rejecting it's own blood, and we have kept him alive for as long as we can. I know not what to say to him... but, he was my grandson's friend." The doctor spoke. "He snuck out of bed last night. I know he went to see his girlfriend, but he was found far off, freezing in a ditch.... his health declined from there. He won't tell me what happened, but I know the look of a broken heart on a young man's face. He's only eighteen. Would have graduated soon." Doctor Colonel spoke. "You will care for him in his last bit of time. He's got about three hours.... if he needs something, give it to him, and provide general care. But don't just leave the room unless you're getting something for him. He needs constant attention." He instructed, before leaning in close to Rebecca to whisper into her ear. "And, I'm sure he'd rather see a pretty young girl than an old grizzly bear like me before he dies, don't you agree?" Doctor Colonel quietly spoke. With that, he left the room, trotting off to care for all the other patients himself. While he had shown bright, careless energy, it was obvious now that the illness of the boy weighed on him heavily. All he wanted was for the boy to have something nice to look at before he left forever...

The bedridden young man stretched out a hand towards the nurse, weakly. It shook, even as he fought to keep it up. His will was strong. "H-hello?" He managed to speak, before his arm fell, hitting the railing of the bed. It had to have hurt, especially considering his weakened state, yet he made no groans or grunts. Only the slight twitch of muscles in his face barely visible to the eye showed his pain. "I'm... Robert... nice to meet you..." He faintly introduced...

[Kimmy]

Rebecca was in her zone, her own little world. Fully concentrating to see and attempt to memorize all substances she had within this Infirmary which took her about an hour, during which time she had no interruptions in the form of a visitors. She was so focused she probably wouldn't have noticed that another person had come in. But sadly that hadn't been the case with the next visitor. She then reached for a bottle at the back, however it was out of her reach. Leaning into the cupboard to reach for it she rose up from sitting on the back of her calves to being right on her knee's when she was startled by the sound of the door slamming into the wall as it was swung open. Rebecca flinched and jerked back to find the source of this disturbance to find a short and stocky old man wearing a lab coat. He was probably a Doctor, but Rebecca hadn't been warned that she'd be assisting a doctor this day.

Standing up Rebecca brushed herself off, leaning forwards a bit as she brushed off any dirt or dist that may have settled on her clothing. Of course with this stupid stupid outfit Rebecca was showing a bit of cleavage. Especially when she leaned forwards a bit. More features of the man was revealed when she stood, he seemed to have a hump on his back making him seem a little more like some freak scientist rather than a Doctor of medicine. The Doctor introduced himself and complimented the smell of the room. Rebecca had nothing to do with the smell of the room but she didn't want to correct the man and risk having him think less of her. But before she could reply to the man he complimented her yet again, this time the subject was her eyes. He was loud and straight forward; features Rebecca didn't enjoy in a man but his intentions seemed kind.

He reached out for some kind of handshake. Rebecca narrowed her eyes as if she was offended that she would be offered to shake hands with the bulbous hand that stretched towards her, she hesitated for a second and wasn't allow to finish her thought as the man attempted to grab her hand and force her to shake it. She pulled her arm back, seemingly taken by surprise by the man's bravado. She looked away to avoid seeing his expression and within seconds heard the man giving an order to follow him. It was more of an ultimatum of sorts and Rebecca could tell he was joking but she took offense to this man's entire mannerisms. He seemed very rude without any intent of being so, but that annoyed Rebecca most about the man; his ignorance.

However, in the end she followed the man out of sheer curiosity; she was far from incapable of defending herself or killing if the need arose. They walked down the narrow corridor of the school towards a room at the end. When the old man opened the door to the room Rebecca could hear the lock on the knob pop as he did so. Rebecca's suspicions were aroused, what were they breaking into this room for? A small smile curled the corner of her lips as the old man entered the room with her following. When she entered the sight that displayed was disturbing, to say the least. A boy lay in his bed, Rebecca could tell he was tired and sickly in his current state and it was confirmed by the Doctor's diagnosis.

Rebecca was given details about the boy, all that did nothing to answer the question burning in her head; "Why is he inside a school if he's terminally ill?". Rebecca was told to care for him in his final hours of living which was far too absurd for Rebecca to process, she had her own intentions on her mind. After being briefed on her duties she was left alone with the man. Her attention was elsewhere but it was quickly grasped by the boy as he reached out towards the nurse with a shaking and weak arm. He greeted Rebecca and it seemed to have drained him of all his strength as he dropped his arm onto the railing of the bed. He even seemed to weak to express pain. Rebecca watched him with a sad face and and a warm gaze. Finally he introduced himself as Robert.

Rebecca looked for a chair and found a worn one, she walked towards it, refraining from replying to the man's introduction and dragged to towards the side of the bed. She set it down and then sat down crossing her legs and examining the boy without a word keeping her expression. She looked at him for a few seconds in silence, hoping he wouldn't break the silence with a request of some sort. Finally her resolve hardened, she lifted up and placed her hand on the boy's neck, she did so gently as to not alarm him and she closed she smiled warmly.

"Have you ever heard of the Wolf, the Horse and the Dragon? There was once this Wolf that devoured a horse and ate fire, there was also this Horse that crushed a Wolf under his hooves and sprouted wings on it's back and finally there was this Dragon that reduced a Wolf and a Horse to Ash with a blue flame." She said while pressing her hand tighter against the boy's throat, it as obvious her intent was to kill. Finally her hand was pressed so hard against the boy's throat that she kept him from breathing altogether. " The Wolf became a Horse, the Horse became a Dragon and the Dragon was killed by a Wolf and a Horse. Do you know why the Dragon was killed?" She asked as the life slipped from the boy's eye's, she didn't finish the story by telling the boy why as he was now dead. Any struggle he put up before at this moment ended and his body became lifeless. Rebecca pulled her hand back and sat down into the chair with a cold expression on her face.

[Ravilin Asura]

Try-out Profile Evaluation Section - Sub-Total: 30/36

• General -Total: 9/12
  
• Thoroughness - 4/4
  
• Organization - 3/4
  
• Cleanliness - 2/4
  
  
• Character - Total: 10/12
  
• Originality and creativity - 5/6
  
• Character depth - 5/6
  
  
• Fullbring - Total: 11/12
  
• Originality and creativity - 5/6
  
• Zanpakuto depth - 6/6

Try-out Post Evaluation Section - Sub-Total: 50/64

• Creativity - Total: 14/18
  
• Setting - 5/6
  
• Action scene - 4/6
  
• Character reaction -5/6
  
  
• Grammar and Sentence Structure - Total: 11/16
  
• Punctuation - 3/4
  
• Sentence structure - 4/4
  
• Readability - 4/8
  
  
• Storytelling Ability - Total: 4/4
  
  
• Flow and Overall Structure - Total: 5/8
  
• Post flow - 2/4
  
• Post organization - 3/4
  
  
• General Detail - Total: 16/18
  
• Setting detail - 5/6
  
• Character action detail - 5/6
  
• Character interaction detail and integrity - 6/6

Total: 80

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