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[stonyfaced]

Characters: Stoneface (stonyfaced) and Reed (heretic_hamlet) and open to Paladin (mythgravenblade) and Krile (feathered_earth
Date/Time: December 16th/Morning
Location: Wellspring
Rating: PG-13 for swearing
Summary: Stoneface and Reed are both recuperating in Wellspring. What better excuse for a chat?

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[heretic_hamlet]

In the aftermath of the attacks the hospitals were understandably full... and Reed had as little need for privacy as he had for solitude. And he was no stranger to rooming with others at such times, even during his stay in Edensphere.

Dulled both by exhaustion and the loss of blood- and still half-awake from his trials in even getting to wellspring- he followed patiently along as he was aided inside, trailed by a saline drip bag piped into his arm; insistently ambulatory, though his gait was hindered by that obvious gash that ran from navel to ribs across the obliques, still staining a red streak across the bandages that encircled his abdomen. He grit his teeth and winced as he settled into bed, but his back hit the cushions with a heavy sigh once he was able to let his body settle

[stonyfaced]

Stoneface glanced up to see that he apparently had a hobbling blond for a roommate, and found himself disinterested in engaging in any small chatter with somebody who had gotten themselves injured in the zombies. It would more likely than not be some sort of talk along the lines of describing their own gruesome injuries before... well, probably talking about the Watch and possibly criticizing how they handled the situation.

Which was why when the other figure in the room lay down, Stoneface conceded to the burning in his sides and lay down as well. It hurt his pride somewhat, true, but he had been discovered by Bell lying prone with a half-naked Genius next to him. His pride couldn't go anywhere but up To his surprise, the voice he heard beside him was none other than Reed's. A pretty picture they both made, two watchmen stuck reclined in their hospital beds. "Oh," he said, blinking owlishly at Reed. "Hello Reed. I was wondering where you'd gotten to. And I'm guessing the same misery that befell you, which is to say

[heretic_hamlet]

At least his captain didn't begrudge him his injuries. That came as a welcome relief, and he visibly settled at the casual air the room soon took about. "Some miserable crying crone... she was content to merely sob until I approached. I mistook her for some desperate soul..."

The mere thought of those claws sent pain tearing through his side again. "One hit and I was all but felled. A lucky riposte drove her off in choking screams, but... were it not for Krile and Lix I doubt I'd have made it here."

"To add insult to my injuries, it would have been but a brief digress before my arrival at the barricade." A smile came onto his face, albeit a weak, tired one. "Though it seems you fared no better there."

[stonyfaced]

Stoneface winced at Reed's tale. He had, well... he'd ripped apart enough zombies not to find anything too gruesome, but hearing that something like that had happened to somebody he knew was certainly painful. "I heard about those things," he grumbled. "It's good that some people came to your aid, but I'd thought that Krile was..."

He trailed off with a wan smile. "No, I had a feeling that she'd stay down here, even if she oughtn't."

"I didn't receive my injuries at the battlefield, actually. I went out to help a few people outside of the barricades along with Genius, and this great huge zombie came out of nowhere, and--"

He hesitated. "--and let's just say apparently one zombie's upchuck attracts more of 'em. After we fought off the horde, a zombie the size of a troll came running after us, and we had to lure him off the edge of the island to ensure that the barricades stayed intact."

He flexed one hand experimentally. "Those things were bloody monsters."

[mythgravenblade]

Paladin yawned slightly as he entered Wellspring, package in hand--he knew very well that sitting and thinking and sitting and thinking in a hospital bed was dull at the absolute best; hence bringing Reed a book--and made for the room Reed was slated to be in. He was...tired. The zombies had been, for their duration here, relentless, and only increasing in fearsomeness and danger as the week dragged on. Now, though, however grateful he was that they were gone, it would still likely take him several days to catch up on all the rest he needed--and he was fairly lucky, having only been scratched and cut. Reed, though...

In the clinic, he was not surprised to find that Reed had a roommate, for space was limited. He was, however, surprised to hear Stoneface's voice coming out of the room as well. He had heard a few people talking about what had happened in the barricades with Stoneface, but he hadn't seen for himself. How interesting...He knocked on the door a few times, then entered. "Reed, Stoneface--I'm glad you are recovering."

[feathered_earth]

Krile had more or less recovered from the zombie attack. She had been quite sore and tired, but being fifteen was a great benefit when healing from injuries. So was a healing chant that didn't use up her magic. How that worked she didn't know, but she wouldn't question it.

There weren't many flowers to be had at this time of year, so Krile had brought fruit. Reed would appreciate it, she was sure, and Stoneface... well... it would be good for him and he needed to eat more fruit anyway. And when she'd asked a healer out front, she'd been told that both of them were in the same room.

She pushed down her nervousness and headed in, spotting Paladin going through the door too. "Hello!" she said brightly, and peered around him to Stoneface and--and Reed. "How are you two doing?"