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[oom] Room Number 4, Recovering
Apr. 11th, 2010 05:00 pm[ after this ]
He sleeps for a couple of hours and when he wakes up, his mental inventory tells him that a) the painkillers that doctor gave him must be still doing their job and b) the injury doesn't feel so...tight. A glance at it confirms the feeling, the swelling has gone down considerably.
'What happened?' he mumbles, a little disorientated.
She's dozing beside him, awake in an instant when she feels him shift.
"Healer. No need for surgeon, now. How's it feel?"
He sleeps for a couple of hours and when he wakes up, his mental inventory tells him that a) the painkillers that doctor gave him must be still doing their job and b) the injury doesn't feel so...tight. A glance at it confirms the feeling, the swelling has gone down considerably.
'What happened?' he mumbles, a little disorientated.
She's dozing beside him, awake in an instant when she feels him shift.
"Healer. No need for surgeon, now. How's it feel?"
