[Video] Then I drown in a precious little meltdown...

[gaveherwings]

To all my patients...

[Daedalus is speaking levelly to his holobook NV, which is propped up in the booth of a diner possibly recognizable as the one across the street from Skye Medical Center. A waitress passes with a pot of coffee, gives him a comforting pat on the shoulder and an 'It'll be okay, Doc' which he half-cringes away from, before drawing

Comments

[peoplesprincess]

It's been three days; I want to go home.

[Voice; private]

[gaveherwings]

I'm afraid that's...not under my jurisdiction right now, Azula, you'll be transferred another primary.

When you learn their name, tell me, and I'll try to have a word about getting you accelerated healing.

[Voice; private]

[peoplesprincess]

They got the metal out; what more do they want to do? I'm not letting any of you lock me up!

[Voice; private]

[gaveherwings]

You sustained internal injury and muscle damage. You do want to be able to walk again, yes?

[Voice; private]

[peoplesprincess]

... I can walk.

[but she doesn't actually know that for sure because she hasn't tried since being shot, so she'll just be setting aside her NV to go do that now]

[Voice; private]

[gaveherwings]

Wait! Azula! Wait for the physical therapist!

[Voice; private]

[peoplesprincess]

[other doctors are rushing in to restrain her, which she naturally struggles against]

No! NO! You can't keep me here! I won't go back!

[Voice; private]

[gaveherwings]

[Oh dear, what if they do institutionalize her while he's out?]

Please, please calm down....

[Voice; private]

[peoplesprincess]

I'm not going back to prison!

[Voice; private]

[gaveherwings]

[Just...giving up on her right now. This is too much to try and handle secondhand, right now.

...and maybe she does need the help.]

[Voice; private]

[peoplesprincess]

[they tie her to the bed, give her some drugs to make her sleep, and leave-- there's just the sound of her hyperventilating before she succumbs to the medication]