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[J I N G O]

Victorique headed into Jagger's hospital room with her notebook. She saw a whole bunch of flowers and chocolates littering the room and figured people had managed to find out about the accident. She saw Thorn eating some of the chocolates then held up her notebook. "I got something. I just wish Mr. Pontmercy would wake up so I could see if my assumptions are correct..." she was pretty sure that this was a valuable piece of information, but she wanted Jagger's approval first.

[amaterasu]

Thorn turned to look at Victorique when she came in.
"Dude. He was just thrown clear in a car crash. I doubt that if he even wakes up anytime soon, he'll be sane enough to help you. He's probably in so much pain they'll keep him drugged up!"
Silence, and then Thorn added, "Can't you ask one of the other lawyers back at his office?"

[J I N G O]

Victorique shrugged and felt herself fall back into the mood where she'd left this place only an hour or so before. She still felt awful about this. She slumped back in her chair and closed her eyes, rubbing her temples, as if that would make all of it go away. Her notebook fell off of her lap and onto the floor, but she didn't care enough to pick it back up.

[amaterasu]

Thorn walked over and stood in front of Victorique. He had finished all of his chocolates within the last few minutes, and he tossed the empty box onto the floor.
He stared at the girl for a while, as if trying to figure her out. Then he finally said, "Why are you acting like this? He's my brother, not yours. You can always get a new boss, but I can't get a new brother. Besides, you've only known him for a day!"
Thorn corssed his arms over his chest, pouting once again. Then suddenly he turned back to Victorique. His eyes were lit up in a sort of shocked, confused, and slight understanding way. It was hard to tell what was going on in the boys head. That was, until his next statement.
"I know what's going on here! You want in my brother's pants, don't you? So if he wakes up while you're here you think he'll be grateful and fuck you, right?"

[J I N G O]

Victorique glared up at Thorn. "I take the blame for this, so shut the hell up." she spat furiously, slamming her hand down on the arm rest of the chair. "He's a human being and if he dies it's my fault. He may be your brother but I might be his killer!" she said and felt tears well up in her eyes again. "It doesn't matter if I've only known him for a day. I'd feel this miserable if it had happened to a perfect stranger." she finished, slumping back into the chair. She looked out the window, tears streaking her face.

[amaterasu]

Thorn stared at Victorique like she was slightly insane.
"Yeah, because this is totally your fault." he said sarcastically, "What did you do? Turn the steering wheel so that he ran into something? Jump out in front of his car so he had to swerve? Throw something at his car and distract him? Cut his brakes?"
His arms were crossed gainst his chest once again, but instead of pouting, he was angry.

[J I N G O]

"He came to pick me up, after all." Victorique said, her voice emotionless. So much for protecting the innocent. She might have just killed a man. "And I wasn't paying attention to the road. I could've warned him, I could've done something..." she said, holding back hysteric sobs. She became a lawyer to bust the people who hurt others! Now look what situation she was in. This was absolutely ridiculous and totally against her.

[amaterasu]

"Because he came to pick you up, it's your fault he's dying? I don't think so. It was his choice to pick you up! You can't control what my brother does, so it's not your fault! You're not in jail, are you? If he dies, you're not going to be convicted of murder! It's. Not. Your. Fault." Thorn ranted. He hated when people got like that, blaming themselves for everything. It was quite obnoxious in his opinion.

[J I N G O]

Victorique shook her head and continued to stare out the window. After a little while she closed her eyes and the same bloody scene that had haunted her memory and dreams for 14 years was the first thing to pop up. If she didn't get arrested for the crash, she wanted to be. What good was she if she didn't help people who have been hurt? What good was she if she couldn't help the people who had been hurt? She had a feeling the police would lock her up for being insane rather than killing Jagger though.

[amaterasu]

Thorn had opened up another two boxes of chocolate and eaten them while Victorique was sleeping.
It had been a few hours when he suddenly heard a small groan come from behind him. He turned around to see his older brother trying to open his eyes.
Thorn walked over to the bedside and said, "Hey Jag! You're awake!"
"...I hurt..." Jagger responded, having a hard time forming the words together. He was blinking his eyes continuously, trying to keep them open long enough to gather what was going on.
"I bet your girlfriend would like to be awake for this." Thorn muttered. He picked up a nearby empty box and tossed it at the girl sleeping in the chair.

[J I N G O]

Victorique had not been in a very deep sleep (willow wasn't intending her to be asleep at all ) and woke up instantly when something was thrown at her. Her notebook was still lying on the floor, pretty much completely forgotten. Victorique looked around the room and saw Thorn standing near Jagger who was blinking his eyes open. She gasped and shot up from her chair, but didn't dare get too close to Jagger. She might break him. "Mr. Pontmercy!" was all she could manage to say.

[amaterasu]

(Calm your ass down. She had her eyes closed and wasn't respondent, Thorn can infer she was sleeping)

Jagger groaned out a, "Hm?" when he heard his name. He had given up on keeping his eyes open, it was too much effort and the light was too bright.

"Dude, I'd better go find a nurse." Thorn said as he examined his brother. He was obviously in pain, and Thorn wasn't sure if he could get back to sleep by himself. He turned and walked out of the room briskly, not sure where to start looking for a nurse. Hopefully he would stumble upon one.

[J I N G O]

When Thorn left, Victorique slowly took a step or two closer to the bed. She didn't want to be all explosive and give him a heart attack or something so she made sure she was using her INDOOR VOICE. In a quiet tone she said, "Mr. Pontmercy I'm so sorry..." and didn't even bother with the notebook on the floor. She'd either wait for Jagger to be in a better condition or have another lawyer look at it for her just like Thorn had suggested.

[amaterasu]

It took a little bit to recognize that he was talking to Victorique. After all, he hadn't known her as long as he had known Thorn.
He slowly opened one eye and closed it again as the light seeped in. "Sorry. For. What?" he asked slowly, making every word into his own sentence to get the words correct.

[J I N G O]

Victorique didn't want the same rant from Jagger that she had gotten from Thorn, but what was the use in apologizing if he didn't know what it was for? She decided to be somewhat vague about it to make it worth at least something. "That you're in the hospital... that the car hit us, and I came out virtually unscathed..." she said, and attempted not to cry again. She didn't want to stress him out or something. That'd be mean.