Role Play Here

Tessa:I am fine....For now.........Dad will find a way out though.....He always does........

Ciel: "Well, can't the jail people or the police or whoever put him in prison with really high security? Can't they just have a security camera watching him all the time?"

Tessa:No.......Since mom is dead..........Dad can get out easy. He has ways of twisting words....After his trial he will be out...I won't doubt that at all......He might have community service but...He will find a way.

Ciel: He frowned. Tessa's dad was really messed up, and he didn't want Tessa to get killed. That'd be horrible. "Well, then... I have no idea what to do." 

Tessa:But he will be in jail for a couple of years at least. ^.^' So you don't have to worry about that....

Ciel: "Well, that's sort of a relief," he said, smiling a little bit. 

Tessa:Yeah I guess it is. She said alittle quietly. What an akward conversation she thought to herself.

Ciel: He decided to change the subject. "Ah, so... You know, I've never felt comfortable in hospitals. I have no idea why, I'm just not too fond of them." He looked around the room. 

Tessa:Neither am I...One way or another though I always manage to wind up in them you know? ^.^'

Ciel: He smiled a little bit. "Poor you, then..." 

Tessa:Oh...Its fine. I bet you end up them alot too don't you?

Ciel: He nodded. "Mostly because of my weak bronchial tubes, partly because I keep on falling out of trees." 

Tessa:Well we need to work on that don't we? She lightly smiled wanting to leave.

Ciel: He laughed a little bit. "I suppose so." He looked at a table covered in tools used by doctors, and he had to keep himself from throwing up. He walked over to the other side of the room. "So, how long are you supposed to be in here?" 

Tessa:I don't know....I want to leave though.......She watched the blanket over her.

Ciel: "Well, if you were shot by a bullet, I'd expect you'd be here for a few hours, possibly a few days," he commented. 

Tessa:It wasn't that bad, I am fine. It is not like I can't breathe.

Ciel: He felt slight offense, since he can't breathe when he has bronchial attacks, but he didn't show any different emotion. "Then, I'd suspect the doctors would release you soon." 

Tessa:Of course no offense shown through that....I didn't mean it that way. She felt a bit of guilt in her.

Ciel: He shrugged one shoulder. "It's fine," he said, not really caring anymore.