whatever i got, i got it myself

Aug 06, 2008 02:12

Predictably, Candice isn't tremendously fond of hospital stays. Her intake into the ER was something of a blur, and she's lucky she managed to punch off a message to anyone who might be interested in her welfare back home before passing out. Her ribs hurt. Her wrist is in its cast. They've given her painkillers, but her injuries don't ( Read more... )

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errantknights August 6 2008, 07:31:20 UTC
Martel passed through his home on the way here; had to change into something a little less likely to make him stick out like a sore thumb. (More than being a man of a certain physique standing 6'3" with long white hair will, that is to say.) He didn't bother with the tie and the jacket's just draped over his arm, shirtsleeves rolled up when he rolls in, as it were.

(He couldn't do anything about the boots, but let's be fair, here: they're very nice boots.)

Understandably, his attire is about the furthest thing from his mind right now, reining in whatever impulses he might be having in favor of finding somebody who can tell him where she is.

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newmythology August 6 2008, 07:34:53 UTC
The nurses very hesitantly will allow him access, assuming he's...the husband? Certainly not a relative, but, ah, well, they're not in the mood to argue much and it's a hectic hour; the insistent beeping from a room not far from where Martel is proves that. At least the Nexus is an adequate precursor to all the tech in here, so that can't be what's throwing him for a loop. The nurse charged with guiding him down the hall indicates Candice's room and then hurries off to take care of the way-too-many patients in her care. (These places are always understaffed, overpopulated, the employees underappreciated.)

Candice isn't really asleep, so much as kind of spacing out. There's a big window by her bed, watching traffic is at least mind-numbing.

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errantknights August 6 2008, 07:40:24 UTC
For the sake of convenience, mainly, Martel doesn't disabuse the nurses of their notion. If he's uneasy in the odd-lit building with everything so foreign (and he is, and he will be, the nexus at least has points of familiarity, things and places--), he makes no nuisance of himself, polite to the staff in his low voice.

"Am I waking you?" he asks, from the doorway.

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newmythology August 6 2008, 07:42:07 UTC
"What--oh." That startled her. Her voice is...frailer than it usually is; she's got an almost husky-note to it, normally, but now it's different. Unsurprisingly. When she smiles it looks kind of like it hurts, but she's glad to see him.

"Hey...no, I'm up. Come in, close the door?"

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