96th Devotion: Bed rest
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".... simply remarkable. Anywhere else but here, and I would have pronounced you dead on arrival. Injuries like that... it's just not possible." The doctor shakes his head in amazement and after jotting a few notes on the clipboard at the foot of his patient's hospital bed, he turns and leaves.
The heart monitor beeps steadily in the background of the dimly lit room, competing with the sound of the ventilator hooked up to help Solomon Goldsmith breathe. Above his head, a clock softly ticks away the minutes as the feed captures every sound of the ICU, and after a few moments a woman's voice announces the end of visiting hours.
As if in response, Solomon's body reacts, his hand twitching first... then his eyes flying open as he begins to choke on the tube going down his throat. The sound of the heart monitor races and his body thrashes as he reaches up in confusion to rip at the various tubes coming out of his body.
[ooc: naturally, text in blue is some misc. npc doctor at the City Hospital. Solomon was mortally wounded by one of the Golden Army's warriors managing to impale him on his hand weapon thing... aaaaand a few days later he's finding himself awake and feeling a LOT better (due to his secret Chiropteran natural healing) /story synopsis.]
".... simply remarkable. Anywhere else but here, and I would have pronounced you dead on arrival. Injuries like that... it's just not possible." The doctor shakes his head in amazement and after jotting a few notes on the clipboard at the foot of his patient's hospital bed, he turns and leaves.
The heart monitor beeps steadily in the background of the dimly lit room, competing with the sound of the ventilator hooked up to help Solomon Goldsmith breathe. Above his head, a clock softly ticks away the minutes as the feed captures every sound of the ICU, and after a few moments a woman's voice announces the end of visiting hours.
As if in response, Solomon's body reacts, his hand twitching first... then his eyes flying open as he begins to choke on the tube going down his throat. The sound of the heart monitor races and his body thrashes as he reaches up in confusion to rip at the various tubes coming out of his body.
[ooc: naturally, text in blue is some misc. npc doctor at the City Hospital. Solomon was mortally wounded by one of the Golden Army's warriors managing to impale him on his hand weapon thing... aaaaand a few days later he's finding himself awake and feeling a LOT better (due to his secret Chiropteran natural healing) /story synopsis.]
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Date: 2010-06-11 06:09 pm (UTC)Relax. Panic will help no one.
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Date: 2010-06-11 08:52 pm (UTC)... Mr... Xemnas...?
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Date: 2010-06-11 11:06 pm (UTC)[video]
Date: 2010-06-11 11:10 pm (UTC)"I could do without the alarms... really..."
[After a moment, he rolls over, weakly reaching out in an attempt to pull out the power cords of the various machinery around him.]
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Date: 2010-06-11 11:48 pm (UTC)[video]
Date: 2010-06-12 12:15 am (UTC)[His voice sounds hoarse, and he falls into another fit of coughing as he continues to pull at the cords.]
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Date: 2010-06-12 12:20 am (UTC)[There's a sharp tone in his voice. He's heard the doctor's words, but there's no conclusive evidence to suggest Solomon can continue to heal on his own.]
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Date: 2010-06-12 12:40 am (UTC)Headache... noise... I don't think it's helping...
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Date: 2010-06-12 12:59 am (UTC)