"Hell you were trying to. I saw your face! You blushed! Now get up! Get on your feet!"
Rosie started shouting at the stranger like a drill instructor or something like that. She enjoyed the situation though. Ruling another person is a good feeling.. At least she thought so. She read some article about this psychological thingy but she hasn't really understood it.
[font=Agency FB]Shroud didn't wanted to cause any problems with the Gaians, fearing that disobeying Garcia would make that happen he decided to follow everything she asked out of him.
[color=#1E90FF]"I'm... I don't know. They call me Shroud. What's your name?"
She managed to calm herself down. She still did not understand what the hell is that guy doing here.
[color=#33CCFF] "Shroud, eh? Well pleased to meet you I guess. My name is Ambrosia Garcia. What the hell are you doing here? How did you get in? Will you get out soon?"
She unleashed loads of questions on Shroud. She didn't really think at all. Rosie was still embarrassed due to that naughty blanket fell off her...hills.
[font=Agency FB]A barrage of questions just fell down on Shroud and he was not really in a state to handle pressure. He tried to think of something to say but once again he froze like an idiot.
"Well... see."
He just kept standing there tapping his fingers.
[color=#1E90FF]"Umm..."
Looked at Garcia once more then silently jumped into the bed next to her and attempted to sleep.
That doctor with a designer stubble and irritation written on his face peeped into the room and look around trying to find out which of the patients was less patient. One was intentionally trying to look like he sleeps - and all his medical report was about something boring like partial amnesia and gas poisoning; the girl that was loud enough to distract him from surfing that neural net channel with Kusari girls online seemed to be hyperactive and she got a whole list of entertaining diagnosises - including narcolepsy and whatever else.
"So..." he drawled it enough to attract attention and gave Rosie that long condescending look, [color=#FFCC00]"the one to make all the noise was..."
Looks around if there are any things remaining that she can throw at the random person but since she threw everything already, she's helpless. The doctor walked in. Rosie glanced at him.
[color=#33CCFF] "Who the hell is this? Why is he here? Make him leave. Now. Or else I'll slit your throat. Or worse. I'll lock you up with Irvine! Ha! That's it!"
"Umm... Garcia, Ambrosia... " doctor muttered and one could notice that he's already not happy to be here, [color=#FFCC00]"You have a...", he coughed, "...an examination. Room seven. And mister... mister "Shroud", I'll be waiting for you in my cabinet."
He looked around the room, alegedly looking for someone else, then nodded to himsef and left, flinging out something that sounded like "hush!"
Rosie nodded. She grabbed her clothes which were lying on the ground next to her and started dressing up under the blanket.
"You're not going to peek again!"
Sounded like a threat. After she finished dressing up she crawled out of the bed and started walking towards the exit but she turned back before leaving
[color=#33CCFF] "And get out already."
Said coldly to Shroud. She finally left the room and started walking towards the room that the doctor mentioned. After like two minutes of walking she arrived. Knocked and entered.