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.]

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Being in such a delicate situation, Solomon didn't really feel like being used any further as a pin cushion.

"No... no more. I don't need to be intubated again... surely you can see that..."

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Rain's legs gave out on her and she slid bonelessly down the wall to the floor, hiding her face in her hands as she cried in relief.

She hadn't killed him or had to watch him die as she'd had to watch so many of the little ones die.

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Saya was torn. She directed her gaze to Lilith as the woman ordered them to leave, then her eyes widened at the word 'restrain'. "No, don't... it won't help if you try that..."
She flustered, doing her best to grasp at equilibrium in her emotions. She had never been very good at that though. It was always one side or the other with Saya. "If you try... just please don't. Let me try to calm him down, please." Would he hurt them? Solomon wouldn't normally but...
She had never knew less about Chiropteran nature than she did right now. What would she do if he did start lashing out?

Then she picked up crying. She turned her gaze to Solomon but naturally he wouldn't be.
Looking about the room, she only then managed to catch sight of Rain. Her expression shifted from fear and pleading to one of sadness. She had no idea who she was exactly, save some vague recollection of those brief days in the 'brothel', but she had never liked tears in other people.

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Rain felt attention directed toward her and she curled further into herself, trying to make herself as small and unnoticeable as possible.

People shouldn't be looking at her anyway, unless it was to shame or punish her for her part in hurting the doctor.

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Lilith paid less attention to Saya's pleading or Rain's attempt to conceal herself against the wall and more attention to what seemed to be the miraculous recovery. She hadn't been the doctor who personally saw his recovery, but the clipboard notes made it easy to see that he perhaps had less need to rely himself in medicine.

"Stop," she told a nurse who was about to inject a sedative in the UV. Hoping the rest of the staff would insist the visitors hours were over and escorted them out, Lilith approached to the bedpost to talk to him. He was conscious and able to converse. They had no time to tests if he knew his capacity.

"What do you need to feel better, Doctor Solomon? You can hear me. Answer, please."

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At least the nurses had stepped back and some sense of order was being restored. Solomon nodded in acknowledgment of Lilith's question. His hearing was fine, it was just the residual pain of his body knitting itself back together that was affecting his mood.

"... I just need some quiet." His eyes turned to shoot an irritated look around at the various hospital staff. "And leave the machinery off, please. It's giving me a headache..."