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Ultear

"Ultair I have removed all the glass and closed your cuts, but.." The blonde woman hovered over Ultear with lazy brown eyes. She was wearing gloves and was slowly helping Ultear raise from her operating table. Some hours and two medium length stories were passed in that encasement, and Ultear was eager to leave.

Lluvia's operating room always smelled like anesthesia and was colder then anyone else's room. There were needles and cotton swabs and in every single corner, a bottle filled with unknown liquids that could surely kill you if given the wrong dosage. It reminded Ultear of the hospital corner in the orphanage she lived in before the Ringmaster. It had the same, sickening smell that threatened to make you feel worse than when you came in. The lights were always clear and bright, and though Ultear understood why, she loathed how the refulgent room made it damn near impossible to relax.

Ultear also wasn't too keen on how Lluvia called her 'Ultair'. Annoying would be the best word to describe it. It took Ultear a lot of time and courage to bring her legs down to the floor, every movement seemed to punch her in the back, and in this state of constant pain, she guessed it was why she was so irritable.

"I cannot get the marks off of your back. They will eventually go away but it may need two weeks or so. And I know there is pain you feel, which is why I have something to numb." With a small pinch being felt on her back, Ultear clenched her teeth, waiting for the needle to be taken out. Soon the pain started to lessen and then, disappear altogether. Ultear looked over at Lluvia, turned down her eyes at the floor and inched towards the door. The blonde doctor easily overcame Ultear, beating her to the gateway of freedom.

"Who did this to you, Ultair? Was it Hugo?" Hugo, the owner of the biggest room, was ten feet tall and over 560 pounds of muscle. And though the two differed in size and appearance, Ultear would always be around him. Hugo was the closest thing to a best friend Ultear ever had, he was the only one who knew where she got her scars from and how red her eyes got when she cried. So when Hugo was accused, Ultear was shocked, and then slightly upset.

"My Hugo would never hurt me! Just because he looks like a monster does not mean he is one!" Which is true, Hugo did look like a monster. One of the more popular exhibits, Hugo's wild hair and even wilder eyes only contributed to his nickname 'The Monster'. He could easily break out of his cage and kill everyone, snapping their bodies like twigs under the pressure of an elephant's foot. But, Hugo was an absolute sweet heart. Despite not being able to eat with others or barely even walk outside his gigantic room (which was full of weights and books and food), Hugo was extremely sociable and docile. Which is probably why Ultear was so fond of him.

"Ultair, if Hugo did not hurt you, who could have? You don't seem to own many enemies," The crafty blonde paused and shifted her weight on one hip, jutting it to the side and putting a balled up fist on the edge. "Except for the Ringmaster." Ultear bit her lip, she wasn't mentally strong enough to lie to the person that probably saved her life. "Thank you Lluvia, I'll see you tomorrow." Ultear smiled and motioned with her head for Lluvia to move. Luckily, she did, and even opened the door for Ultear.

Once she stepped outside, she was met with the cool breeze of the afternoon. The air was chilling and fresh, a blessing from Lluvia's room. She heard the door behind her gently close, pushing a small scent of alcohol out as it went. Ultear walked to the dining hall to grab lunch, not minding the fact that the back of her rainbow dress was ripped and torn and showing her scars. This is the beauty of her powers, because to everyone who looked, nothing seemed wrong with Ultear. She didn't even have a limp, not in their eyes.

Ultear took her lunch on a tray and slowly limped towards Hugo's tent. It was around the outskirts, towards Memphis's room. She could hear an array of sounds, laughing, singing, and most notably, snoring. Passing by the walking circus people, many of whom gathered around trees, Ultear got closer and closer to a large, red tent. The snoring got louder and louder as Ultear limped onwards. Hugo was sleeping, one of his favorite past times. Ultear thought if she should wake her friend up; he really did like to sleep. She looked behind her and saw the long walk back to the lonely dining hall, and decided Hugo wouldn't mind.