Room 504: Thursday morning
Tuesday evening in the clinic was uneventful, unless you want to count the thwarted escape attempt.
Wednesday morning in the clinic included visits from Blair and Walter and *handwavy* lunch from Alfred. Hmmm, lunch from Alfred.
Another escape attempt again that evening... And again they were foiled... But Dr. Lambert, in her wisdom, decided the best way to put an end to the escape attempts was to scare the puss out of Mr. Neilson mindwhammy Walter discharge them from the clinic.
Of course the two of them make a B-line for the 4th floor slumber party, which is most definitely not an adventure. Which they had to explain to Nadia and Al. But she talked to Demyx, who was very sweet. He used some magic to heal her just enough to take the edge off and let her own natural ability to deal with owies to catch up.
Pip had once told her that feeling "good and floaty" didn't mean that she wasn't hurt, just that she wasn't hurting and she should still take care of herself when that happened. So when she woke up she went to take her pills, like a good little non-adventuring girl; she didn't notice that Dr. Lambert had managed to sneak the pain killers in with the actual medicine and took them by accadent. It wasn't until she went to grab a thick pewter tankard to get some water, crushing it like a soda can, that she realized something was off. Good thing she didn't try to hug anybody.
So now it's back to laying in bed and not touching anything if she could help it.
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Wednesday morning in the clinic included visits from Blair and Walter and *handwavy* lunch from Alfred. Hmmm, lunch from Alfred.
Another escape attempt again that evening... And again they were foiled... But Dr. Lambert, in her wisdom, decided the best way to put an end to the escape attempts was to scare the puss out of Mr. Neilson mindwhammy Walter discharge them from the clinic.
Of course the two of them make a B-line for the 4th floor slumber party, which is most definitely not an adventure. Which they had to explain to Nadia and Al. But she talked to Demyx, who was very sweet. He used some magic to heal her just enough to take the edge off and let her own natural ability to deal with owies to catch up.
Pip had once told her that feeling "good and floaty" didn't mean that she wasn't hurt, just that she wasn't hurting and she should still take care of herself when that happened. So when she woke up she went to take her pills, like a good little non-adventuring girl; she didn't notice that Dr. Lambert had managed to sneak the pain killers in with the actual medicine and took them by accadent. It wasn't until she went to grab a thick pewter tankard to get some water, crushing it like a soda can, that she realized something was off. Good thing she didn't try to hug anybody.
So now it's back to laying in bed and not touching anything if she could help it.
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