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There aren't enough swear words in the world for what he's feeling about what just happened. You're not supposed to smoke in the hospital but he's cheerfully ignoring that rule, if he had a bottle he'd be having a fucking party right now.
White as a sheet but recovering his composure quickly he stumbles into the secret service men on his way out of the room. They make their appropriate 'what the hell were you doing in there, and how did you get in there noises' and start to draw their weapons.
"Enough of that Squires." he's in no mood to get roughed up by the local government killers, time enough to die or be wiped out of existence later. The guards eyes go blank and they retake their stances at the door of the room.
"Hey Zee, we need a bigger boat luv." He eyes the man standing at Zee's side and wonders who the hell we have here.
White as a sheet but recovering his composure quickly he stumbles into the secret service men on his way out of the room. They make their appropriate 'what the hell were you doing in there, and how did you get in there noises' and start to draw their weapons.
"Enough of that Squires." he's in no mood to get roughed up by the local government killers, time enough to die or be wiped out of existence later. The guards eyes go blank and they retake their stances at the door of the room.
"Hey Zee, we need a bigger boat luv." He eyes the man standing at Zee's side and wonders who the hell we have here.