Jun 24, 2009 15:47
Voice Post
One more night was the deal, and I've done that. I've had enough radiation targeted at my head to prove nothing neurologically important burned out that I'll probably develop a tumor in the next six months. Also of importance, I refuse to stay in a room with a diamond-studded saline drip and gold needles. I am leaving as soon as the doctor finishes writing up his "Care and Feeding of the Convalescent" manual and we conclude the debate over chemical versus herbal remedies.
... come near me with that hypodermic and you'll see combative.
[ooc: Niko still has a ways to go, but he can be looked after at home. May his babysitters survive each other and him. He owes them big time.
Edit: Because I always forget, everything is voice for him today. Everything. Everywhere.]
curse,
medical leave,
violence is his solution,
being looked after for a change,
yo dawg curse,
body is a temple,
hospital,
ninja with panties in a twist