Ow.
And this is why I hate painkillers as much as I hate pain. It's taken three hours and about a gallon of water through this little dixie cup to flush enough of them out of my system so I can think straight. Whoever brought my PDA down, thanks. I'm sure I'll get Doctor Voght's patented "In Soviet Russia, rest takes YOU!" lecture if she catches me with it.
Since the Evil Commandant Doktor won't let me out of the "rest and recuperation room", I haven't seen Kyle or Jay? Are they okay?
Can someone tell me what's going on?
Since the Evil Commandant Doktor won't let me out of the "rest and recuperation room", I haven't seen Kyle or Jay? Are they okay?
Can someone tell me what's going on?
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Going into the city after classes tonight. Need anything?
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But no worries. I don't plan on any heroic acts of bloody stupidity; likely just sit myself down some place nice and public and stare at strangers all day. Be good practice. Still not quite as up to par with powers-identification as I should be.
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(You aren't pacing, are you?)
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How're they doing? No one's telling me.
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And, honestly?
Angry, tired and in pain. We're trying to make you all as comfortable as possible but, as you know, it's not as easy as we'd hoped.