| Three Cabbages | Tohru Adachi | (Accidental Video)
[Hey, facility. Look who's alive again. The feed opens with a view of something rare; Adachi sleeping. Or, rather, he appears that he is. His back is to the camera, but his ripped and bloody suit is very visible. After a few minutes, he suddenly snaps awake and is clutching at his head. The facility can hear him express his pain the most eloquent way he can, in a low, garbled mutter:]
Fuck!
[This is indeed the most entertaining feed ever. We have a few more minutes of Adachi's rough breathing and low grumbling. His injuries are becoming more and more visible. What little skin that’s visible is very bruised, and his pillow’s wet and caked in blood. His fingers are shaking as they rub over his temples. His grumbling is starting to become comprehensible.]
I can't believe it... Damn doctors… All of them are complete and utter...
[He trails off as he glances off to the side. He doesn't even have the energy to glare at his faciliberry when he picks it up. He's forcing himself to smile. His lips are vaguely bruised. There's a gold collar around his neck.]
[He wheezes:] Medic... Someone who isn't a doctor-doctor, please. I don't think I can stand to see another white coat for as long as I'm here. Oh, and can anybody tell me what happened last week? I wasn't exactly...present, if you know what I mean. [He smiles shakily before cutting the feed.]
Fuck!
[This is indeed the most entertaining feed ever. We have a few more minutes of Adachi's rough breathing and low grumbling. His injuries are becoming more and more visible. What little skin that’s visible is very bruised, and his pillow’s wet and caked in blood. His fingers are shaking as they rub over his temples. His grumbling is starting to become comprehensible.]
I can't believe it... Damn doctors… All of them are complete and utter...
[He trails off as he glances off to the side. He doesn't even have the energy to glare at his faciliberry when he picks it up. He's forcing himself to smile. His lips are vaguely bruised. There's a gold collar around his neck.]
[He wheezes:] Medic... Someone who isn't a doctor-doctor, please. I don't think I can stand to see another white coat for as long as I'm here. Oh, and can anybody tell me what happened last week? I wasn't exactly...present, if you know what I mean. [He smiles shakily before cutting the feed.]