RadioDust - A Pianist's Singer

You Again

The club was hastily emptied out by the employees as Alastor immediately went to help the smaller woman in hopes to get her leg out of the floorboards. The blonde woman was heavily crying as she struggled to stay still to prevent causing herself further damage. She ground her teeth together keeping in most of her pain as Alastor worked his way around her carefully pulling her leg out. Mimzy did release a scream occasionally at the unwanted pain from the movement as she held onto Alastor's shirt crying as he freed her leg.

Trails of blood dripped down her leg from where the wood had cut into her small pieces of wood could still be seen sticking out of her leg. He was handed some towels where he carefully pecked out the smaller pieces allowing just small drops of blood to leak from them before wrapping the towel around her leg. He was cautious about his next move but he lifted the small singer as he carefully placed her into a nearby chair. Mimzy at this point as gone silent aside from the occasional sounds of pain escaped her as she adjusted to the chair.

Mimzy had covered her face in the hope of masking her crying behind her finger as she sat there. Alastor normally laughs or even further torture crying demons for his own amusement, however, Mimzy was a dear friend of his. He didn't know what to do as he stood there in silence watching her cry. Thankfully it wasn't long before the doctor the owner had called for arrived, he watched as he already making quick work of Mimzy injuries. After the doctor had finished packing up Mimzy, he stood up before addressing her.

"I have good news..." Alastor glanced down at the singer who visibly brightens up at this as he watched her look up at the doctor before it darkens at the words that came after. "And bad news for you."

"Bad news, the floorboard had done quite a number on you. Not only has it left cuts all over your leg but it had cut a bit of your muscle. Easy repair however with the sudden fall it had caused a slight fracture as well. This will require you to wear a cast for a certain amount of time. I also highly recommend you to stay off your feet for as long as you can. Restraint from doing too much activity until the fracture heals."

Mimzy didn't say a word as she took in the information her reaction was blank before she gave a slight nod in reply to the doctor's orders.

"However the good news, you will recover just fine from this. The ligament isn't torn or served so it just decreases the time of recovery. After a few weeks, you will be fine as daisies."

Mimzy seems to have brightened up once again only slightly as she attempted to sneak but her voice came out hoarse causing her to cough in short spurs. This caught both Alastor and the doctor's attention as the doctor pulled out a popsicle stick from his coat. He watched as the doctor check Mimzy before coming to a conclusion.

"It would appear that she had overused her lungs just a bit. She should take a small break from singing for a while as well. Least a few days to let them heal."

Mimzy nodded at this as the doctor bid them farewell. Alastor looked down at the small woman who seems to have to focus extremely hard on a spot on the floor beneath her feet. They stayed like that for a bit of time until the owner came around to talk to them.

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Alastor had taken a seat at one of the many tables the club had as he repressed the urge to sigh for the millionth time tonight. He came in early to the club on request by the owner this morning to help pick out a temporary singer while Mimzy was recovering. The owner had felt it was best for Alastor to judge the new potential new replacement as they will be working directly with him and this allowed Alastor to get a feel for them before any problems can arise if they were hired.

However, he had been forced to watch many performances over the course of the few hours and he can safely say that each one was less pleasing to watch than the last. He was beginning to think that this was a waste of his time and allow the owner to just pick out a random singer to end his misery. Or better yet he could take off from performing as well least until mimzy fully recovered.

He thought about that before shaking his head as he knew he wouldn't want that either. Once again he found himself repressing a sigh threatening to come up as he glanced at a nearby clock-watching time tick by as he waits for yet another singer to perform.

Looking down at his now empty glass he debated to himself whether or not to get another glass before the next show. Finally coming to a conclusion he decided to remain seated but looked around for an attendant to wave down. After a few minutes of looking around, he managed to spot a young waitress leaving the bar counter mostly likely toward another customer.

However, that wasn't what caught his attention as the waitress was walking she had walked right past a fairly slim figure near the bar in the background. Alastor couldn't help but focus on the figure, the demon stood out of the bar lighting with their white almost pinkish fur giving them a slight angelic aura.