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The red stain much more prominent on his back at this point and he looked pale, hot and sweaty as he fell to the welcome desk. Leaning on it, gripping onto it as his legs started to decide to stop working. ''P-please... I need Ryu. Where is Ryu?'' He fell onto the floor and the receptionist jumped up and ran around in her small heels to him, staying to help to others when her face paled. ''M-mister... J-Jenova?'' She looked at the man, stunned, scared. ''B-but...'' She pulled a tight smile as she pressed a panic button on her desk to inform the school's higher ups and guards came. Looking at the blood on the back of the lab coat they spoke. ''Sir. Turn around and remove your coat.''
Nathaniel looked at the people, he knew them... They knew him but now... they were treating him like a stranger, an imposter. ''Just get Ryu.'' The receptionist blinked, looking at the men before smiling and looking down at Nathaniel. ''Who is Miss Shosuke to you, sir...'' He looked at the receptionist in disbelief. ''Sir? But you know me Clare. I am Nathaniel Jenova, I work here. And Ryu is a fellow teacher.'' He looked at the men and receptionist. ''Why are you questioning me?'' He looked between them before seeing the fear in the receptionist's eyes that looked at the men and suddenly they grabbed his arms. He struggled and even tried to headbutt one of them. Kicking his feet around as they started to drag him into a private room. ''Clare! What is this!? Clare!''
He was put into a room then hastily locked into it from the outside, the two men or 'officers' standing guard while the school's teachers and higher ups were informed of Mister Jenova's 'Return'. He staggered up only to fall back into a wall and slide down and sit looking at the door as he pulled the bloody lab coat and shirt off himself, printing red on the wall he leaned on. ''I need... water... please...'' After half an hour he had passed out, looking sickly as he rested against the wall, one leg propped up while the other was laid down. One arm on his propped up leg's knee which he used to rest his forehead on as he actively... slept. Unaware a familiar face was on her way.