206 Near Disasters

[cal_sitter]

Voice PostOne more night was the deal, and I've done that. I've had enough radiation targeted at my head to prove nothing neurologically important burned out that I'll probably develop a tumor in the next six months. Also of importance, I refuse to stay in a room with a diamond-studded saline drip and gold needles. I am leaving as soon as the

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[missesthestars]

You're certain?

[cal_sitter]

I am. The doctor's agreed I can continue treatment as an outpatient. Besides, there's a greater risk of secondary infection here than at the apartment.

[missesthestars]

Especially since it's been scrubbed. I didn't know Robin had it in him.

Is he coming to get you?

[cal_sitter]

There was labor involved beyond emptying bottles of bleach? I'm impressed.

I suspect he's stalling.

[reginagloriae]

How are you feeling?

[cal_sitter]

Much improved, thank you.

[reginagloriae]

How long before you're 100% improved?

[cal_sitter]

A few weeks.

voice;

[captainshort]

Oh, threats. Someone's feeling better.

voice;

[cal_sitter]

That wasn't a threat. It was a promise.

voice;

[captainshort]

Even better.

Going home, then?

voice;

[cal_sitter]

Already there. I'm informed it's a sterile environment, and from the bleach fumes I am inclined to believe the claims.