Day 40: Intercom, Evening

[damned_intercom]

There wasn't any jingle as the intercom came on; it sounded like the Head Doctor was still having issues with the system, and it also seemed like he was none too pleased about it.

"Well, everyone, I hope that you all had more fun this last shift than I did! Hahahaaa

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Re: M9

[sir_savien]

Kvothe frowned to himself at the sound of the evening announcement, Landel had been sounding more and more off and that probably wouldn't be good for the prisoners, but he decided it wasn't something to worry about just then. He had more immediate things to worry about, like seeing Tony again over dinner. He wasn't sure if he should dread it or not, he still wasn't entirely sure what exactly had gotten Tony angry at breakfast, he'd been trying but it had been hard just to think...at least his head felt clear but his hand was in so much pain

Re: M9

[sir_savien]

Kvothe nodded, still watching Tony, not letting his thoughts show on his face though the pain showed through in how pale he was and in the tension around his mouth. He really should have asked the nurse about getting something different for the pain...

He didn't know what to say to Tony. 'It's okay?' He'd felt abandoned when Tony had stormed off, but he knew that Tony had been hurt when he couldn't talk about what happened overnight...he couldn't have talked about it then though without a chance first to sort that out for himself. Maybe once he'd gotten more distance from the previous night he'd feel more like himself. He hated feeling like this, confused and helpeless and in pain.

After a few moments he brought the icepack back to his face as he turned to Tony's second comment. "Yeah. If you see a bald guy with a tattoo of a spider on his forehead, go the other way. He's insane, violent and probably on some things he didn't get from the nurses."

Re: M9

[sir_savien]

Kvothe nodded, surpressing the urge to look away as he heard the difference in Tony's voice. "Yeah, they did."

He wanted to talk to Tony, but after the incident at breakfast he wasn't sure how to go about it and he really didn't feel up to having another argument with his roommate. A dark movement of shadow in the corner of his eye caught his attention and his head twitched toward it before he could stop himself. Nothing there. Again.

Re: M9

[sir_savien]

"What?" His attention was pulled back to Tony in obvious surprise. "I'm not offended because you're worried," he said, looking away. His eyes fell on a little plastic pill cup next to his food, more painkillers he was sure. He wondered if he should actually take them this time, but he didn't want to endure the awful, foggy, lethargic feeling he'd had that morning. "I don't even know what you want from me. I just..." He sighed, rubbing his forehead with the heel of his good hand.

Re: M9

[sir_savien]

"I don't have any brothers or sisters," Kvothe said, choosing his words carefully, "but I have friends back at the University. There are a lot of things though that I don't talk to even them about." Implied in that was, it was nothing to do with Tony. Even if it were Wil and Sim he wouldn't want to talk about it.

He was silent for a few moments, thoughtful. "I don't know what you're expecting from me, but that's how I am. I'm not even sure what I did to get you so angry at breakfast this morning. They bandage us up after we black out at the end of the night, and they must have given me something for the pain at the same time. Whatever it was, it was so strong that I couldn't even think straight until hours later when it finally wore off."

Re: M9

[sir_savien]

Kvothe was silent at first, thinking. There hadn't been anyone that he told everything since he was twelve. He didn't comment on most of what Tony said, though he didn't see how keeping most parts of it to himself would hurt anyone else, but eventually he slowly began a carefully edited recounting of the events of the previous night. "After I left with the nurse, I'd blacked out before we got too far down the hall. Almost like at the end of the night, before we wake up back here, but I felt dizzy just before it. I think they probably drugged my food. I came to strapped to a table in a room I hadn't seen before, with a doctor already there. She injected something into my eyes. Some...kind of hallucinogen I think. It was yellow." He paused for a few moments, breathing deeply. He didn't want to talk about who he'd seen, or what had been said

Re: M9

[sir_savien]

Kvothe looked up at Tony, startled. He'd let more slip than he'd intended to. "Maybe. I don't know." Had he just hallucinated that the doctor was Cinder? Had the doctor left and let Cinder in? Had there been two people in the room the entire time? He'd been strapped to the table and unable to look around, he'd been drugged...there was just too much last night he was unable to be sure of.

Re: M9

[sir_savien]

"Yes I am," he admitted readily. "My head was so foggy this morning from whatever they gave me at the end of the night that I didn't take the pills they gave me at lunch, and now my hand is killing me." He smiles wryly. "I think I'm going to ask at the Clinic tonight if they have anything that will help with the pain without leaving me unable to think straight. I don't trust what the nurses are giving me."