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Bruised Black and Blue 4/?

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AN: So this story is done being written at 4000+ words. I'm just nervous posting it because it's the first time I've actually written something like this. The rest should be up by tonight or tomorrow.

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It took Hal four days. Four days before Hal finally decided that he couldn’t deal with the idea of spending another day in bed and not be doing anything productive.

He had already read Sinestro’s books, all of them about the history of Korugar, with his ring helpfully translating them from Kougarian to English. He had figured out the board game on the table and played himself at least a dozen times. Heck, he had even tinkered with the knick knacks, making up stories in his head to preoccupy his mind.

Sinestro wasn’t much help with entertaining him either. The man was gone most of the day, only returning in the evening with dinner for Hal.

Since the first night, they had made it a habit to talk until one of them fell asleep, but Sinestro didn’t offer too much personal information about himself as Hal would have liked. He never mentioned a family or companionship of any other kind except for Abin Sur, once or twice with a certain fondness in his voice who, as it turned out, had not only been Sinestro’s mentor, but his best friend too and from what Hal had seen during his short time on Oa, Sinestro didn’t have very many friends.

Usually, it was Sinestro who would doze off first, tired from a long day’s work of monitoring the sectors under his watch. In the dimly lit room, when Hal was absolute certain that Sinestro was asleep he would curl up against Korugarian’s side. If the sleeping habit bothered Sinestro, he didn’t say anything and was always gone by the time Hal woke up in the morning.

So, today when he woke up alone. Hal decide that today, bed rest or not, he was going to go flying.

Hal planned to make his escape after his lunch was delivered. That way he didn’t risk not being back from a quick fly by the time the alien Sinestro had recruited to bring him lunch each day wouldn’t rat him out. If Sinestro found out that he wasn’t on his mandatory bed rest, there would surely be consequences.

Hal waited five minutes after the metal door slid closed before throwing the blankets off and getting out of the bed. The doors slid open for him and he poked his head poked out to make sure the coast was clear.

When he saw that it was, Hal practically sprinted down the hall towards the elevator. His heart was beating widely in his chest. Some part of him was terrified of being caught by Sinestro.