Date: 14 February 2519 Characters: Ootori, Shishido Summary: Several hours after stitching him up, Ootori makes good on his promise to check up on Shishido. Completion: Incomplete
Shishido was in the middle of a very pleasant dream involving a pantsless girl with very long legs and very short hair that also happened to be silver when he heard a voice, and he groaned as the girl disappeared. He rolled over onto his stomach to bury his head under his pillow, but a sudden lance of pain up his side dragged him kicking and screaming up out of sleep and dumped him unceremoniously into the realm of agonised, and he yelled none too quietly, sitting bolt upright in bed.
And then promptly dropped back down onto it again, his head whirling and sparkles flashing across his vision. He was either very very hung over or else he'd got shot at again. Which meant he was hung over and hurt, because he always treated gunshot wounds with a copious amount of whatever liquor he had on hand. As disinfectant and analgesic.
Several moments later, he dared to crack one eyelid, and upon seeing the metal-grated ceiling, it came crashing back into him where he was.
And what he'd done last night.
Bugger.
He closed his eyes again, hoping that if he played dead for long enough, it'd actually happen.
And then promptly dropped back down onto it again, his head whirling and sparkles flashing across his vision. He was either very very hung over or else he'd got shot at again. Which meant he was hung over and hurt, because he always treated gunshot wounds with a copious amount of whatever liquor he had on hand. As disinfectant and analgesic.
Several moments later, he dared to crack one eyelid, and upon seeing the metal-grated ceiling, it came crashing back into him where he was.
And what he'd done last night.
Bugger.
He closed his eyes again, hoping that if he played dead for long enough, it'd actually happen.
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