♫ 9 - You put your right hand in...
[The still body that's been in the clinic for a few days decides that it wants to wake up today. Lindsey groaned, having a bit of a headache and feeling a bit drugged up. In his mind, he had just been put out for surgery that Wolfram and Hart was providing to give him back his hand. But his brain is too foggy to remember that fact right now.
Except, as he respectfully tucked under the blanket arm comes out, Lindsey rubs at his eyes with his RIGHT hand. Then he opens it and blinks a bit, staring at something that hasn't been there for a long time.
However, he's not in his bedroom either. He's been to the clinic a few times in Para and he sighs a bit, realizing he's back there again. But as he flexed his hand, a small smile came to his lips. Maybe things weren't so bad after all.]
Can't believe they actually pulled it off...
[ooc: open to anyone in the clinic]
Except, as he respectfully tucked under the blanket arm comes out, Lindsey rubs at his eyes with his RIGHT hand. Then he opens it and blinks a bit, staring at something that hasn't been there for a long time.
However, he's not in his bedroom either. He's been to the clinic a few times in Para and he sighs a bit, realizing he's back there again. But as he flexed his hand, a small smile came to his lips. Maybe things weren't so bad after all.]
Can't believe they actually pulled it off...
[ooc: open to anyone in the clinic]