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Today I really had too many patients. Oh my, I just missed the last train. Now the only way I could make it back home before midnight was with a bus. The newscast has said that a gang of thugs had taken control of some lines, and asks people double the amount for a ticket. I just hoped that I wouldn't get involved. However, when I approached the bus stop, it was clear that fate had other things in mind.
A young (clearly delinquent) centaur was sitting at the stop, smoking. I thought of running away, but then again a centaur is vastly faster than a mere human, so I reluctantly sat at the bench. I tried to not look at her as much as possible, hoping she wouldn't notice me. However, my curiosity got the better of me, and I started to glance at her. I think she quickly noticed me staring and she locked her eyes with mine. I panicked and touched her metal bat she was carrying, making it fall. She grabbed the bat before it could fall on the ground, though the bat sharply hit the bench making a loud, resonating *clank* that permeated the otherwise silent night. Once the stunning sound started to fade, I glanced up at her and yes: she was pissed. She was now holding the bat firmly, probably ready to strike. I held my arms up, pathetically trying to defend myself. And it was in that moment that I noticed them.
The myriad of cuts and bruises all over her body. She never hit me in the end. She just sighed and returned to smoke. I searched in my bag and took out some patches and band-aids. Though I had put them on the bench it didn't seem like she noticed them or wasn't interested. However, a clear thought entered my mind: I couldn't leave her in that state. "E-e-excuse m-me... miss-s..." I did it. I managed to speak to her, though her response was a quick glance and a terrifying aura. I didn't give up. I knew I had to speak up. "You... seem to have some bruises... would you mind if I... p-patch... you... up...?" To my surprise her aura disappeared instantly leaving her confused and intrigued by my proposal. She stared at her hands and legs, then turned to me and nodded.
And so I started patching her up. It was truly surreal. I normally talk a lot with my patients, but I didn't know what to say. "Oh m-my... look at these hands! I think that... brawling... will do you more harm... than good..." What was I thinking? A slip of tongue? A death wish? I really thought that I was done for. "C-c..." she whispered. "cooking..." Oh my, oh my. I guess it's really true that you can never judge a book by its cover.
After I finished to treat her, we stayed there, sitting at the bench for a while, in silence. I sometimes met her eyes while she was glancing at me. After what seemed like an eternity, we saw the bus slowly coming our way. I got up and quickly stopped the bus. It seemed like this wasn't her bus. I looked at her. She looked at me. I took out my business card and handed it to her. She took it. "If you e-ever find yourself in b-bad shape... you can always come to my clinic... ok?" I managed to say it with a smile. Then I ran onto the bus, watching as she read my card and smirked.Chosen by public vote, here's a sukeban horned centaur. I think I prefer it this way, making a short story for each new TAoMVM entry.
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