005 ⚜ Video ⚜ Recovery
[Relatively early in the morning, an NV turns on to the sight of Francis Bonnefoy, in a hospital gown. He smiles a bit weakly.]
Bonjour, mes amis. I know I don't... look my best, right now... [He seems a bit insecure about this fact, as he slowly draws his fingers through his hair.] Anyway, I know I haven't spoken to anyone since two nights ago. I've been in l'hôpital since then. The doctor says I'll have to stay here two days more, before they'll release me, to make sure I don't have any complications. [Francis does not seem pleased about that.] Pyrexia and emesis due to acute poisoning is really no reason to make such a fuss. Now I feel fine! Even if I don't look it. [He gives a bit of a teasing smile to the camera. No, he's not going to go into what those terms actually mean, the only people that need to know his symptoms are medical professionals. For everyone else, it's a little too much information.]
The monsters breaking into the mall was... quite shocking, to say the least. I simply hope that not many others got hurt. [Then he pauses.] And for the man who rescued me, I thank you, from the bottom of my heart... I'm in your debt, monsieur. If I can do anything to repay you, let me know.
Last but not least, if anyone feels the inclination to visit me, I can be found in the Detoxification Ward at Siren's Port General Hospital, room three. I'd love it if anyone would stop by, even just for a little while... or you can leave a message to me here, of course! I'll return your messages as soon as I can. I hope someone's been worrying about me...
Private, to Raul Creed
I'm... terribly sorry for not showing up to work yesterday. I felt too poorly to contact anyone and let them know... [But he does look really guilty. Please don't fire him. :<]
Private, to HoA residents
Has someone been watching Peter while I was away? And you've been getting along without your cook, right? [He tries his best to smile.] I'll be home as soon as I can, mes amis, don't worry about that.
[As he finishes speaking, a nurse comes in - a pretty brunette, too - which draws a big smile out of France.] Ah la la, I didn't know angels worked in hospitals! If you'll excuse me, mes amis. [The feed shuts off with Francis speaking again, which a much more... lascivious tone.] Do angels have names, or simply beautiful faces?
[Click.]
Bonjour, mes amis. I know I don't... look my best, right now... [He seems a bit insecure about this fact, as he slowly draws his fingers through his hair.] Anyway, I know I haven't spoken to anyone since two nights ago. I've been in l'hôpital since then. The doctor says I'll have to stay here two days more, before they'll release me, to make sure I don't have any complications. [Francis does not seem pleased about that.] Pyrexia and emesis due to acute poisoning is really no reason to make such a fuss. Now I feel fine! Even if I don't look it. [He gives a bit of a teasing smile to the camera. No, he's not going to go into what those terms actually mean, the only people that need to know his symptoms are medical professionals. For everyone else, it's a little too much information.]
The monsters breaking into the mall was... quite shocking, to say the least. I simply hope that not many others got hurt. [Then he pauses.] And for the man who rescued me, I thank you, from the bottom of my heart... I'm in your debt, monsieur. If I can do anything to repay you, let me know.
Last but not least, if anyone feels the inclination to visit me, I can be found in the Detoxification Ward at Siren's Port General Hospital, room three. I'd love it if anyone would stop by, even just for a little while... or you can leave a message to me here, of course! I'll return your messages as soon as I can. I hope someone's been worrying about me...
Private, to Raul Creed
I'm... terribly sorry for not showing up to work yesterday. I felt too poorly to contact anyone and let them know... [But he does look really guilty. Please don't fire him. :<]
Private, to HoA residents
Has someone been watching Peter while I was away? And you've been getting along without your cook, right? [He tries his best to smile.] I'll be home as soon as I can, mes amis, don't worry about that.
[As he finishes speaking, a nurse comes in - a pretty brunette, too - which draws a big smile out of France.] Ah la la, I didn't know angels worked in hospitals! If you'll excuse me, mes amis. [The feed shuts off with Francis speaking again, which a much more... lascivious tone.] Do angels have names, or simply beautiful faces?
[Click.]