You've reached Ray's phone. Good for you. Clearly I haven't answered said phone, so you're just going to have to leave a message. Suck it up, princess.
[The brief moment of relief at seeing him fades into worry, and Nick sits down in one of the chairs next to the bed, pushing the hand not trapped in a sling through his hair.]
Well I almost bled to death, my arm is completely useless, I think the doc said I had a concussion, and I have like nine million stitches. Well. That's a bit of an exaggeration. My bad knee was giving me trouble earlier, but hey, morphine.
[he shrugs.]
All things considered though, I can say with full confidence that I've had worse.
That just means that my track record for survival is ridiculously good. I'm the Highlander. Or something.
[Ray doesn't catch the awkwardness, he's a little too busy rubbing at stitches on his forehead that he really shouldn't be fucking with but DAMN IT IS ITCHY.]
Fuck if I remember, doc mentioned it while I was all shot up with pain killers. Week or so? Better not be longer than that, I'm going to lose my fucking mind.
[blugh antenna. Blugh nick stopping Ray from doing stupid things. blugh blugh blugh]
Oh, there's something else too. There's little metal things like, in my spine now. I mean I can't see them because they're behind me, but that's what the doctor said.
Like, little metal... ports? That egg thing I got a while back is supposed to plug into them, I think. Aaand I kind of think that might be important at some point. Sherman confiscated it. I need it back.
Dude. I'm pretty sure most of the time you love being a pain in the ass. ...but you're welcome. I'll, uh. See what I can do to make them shut up about the antenna, too.
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synonymouswithdookie) wrote2013-11-23 12:10 am
text; late night after SNAK
if you cant answer i'm on my way tofind you, hospital first
Re: text; late night after SNAK
hopstl
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Okay calm down I'm on my way. I'll take care of it
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wheres yuji is he ok
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he's at my apartment. ...it's complicated i'll explain when i get there.
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Stop making me text you at stoplights i already have onle one habd
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Instead he's just going to make his way to the hospital, then flash his badge to get access to Ray's room and charge on in.]
Ray?
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Yo.
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How bad is it?
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[he shrugs.]
All things considered though, I can say with full confidence that I've had worse.
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[He reaches out to rest his hand on Ray's arm, then catches himself and lets his hand awkwardly drop onto the bed instead.]
Have they said how long you'll have to be in here?
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[Ray doesn't catch the awkwardness, he's a little too busy rubbing at stitches on his forehead that he really shouldn't be fucking with but DAMN IT IS ITCHY.]
Fuck if I remember, doc mentioned it while I was all shot up with pain killers. Week or so? Better not be longer than that, I'm going to lose my fucking mind.
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Maybe you are the Highlander. An alien Highlander with antenna.
[All right, awkwardness gone at that, Nick makes a face at him and reaches over to pull his hand away.]
Don't do that, you'll end up making yourself get stuck here longer. No one wants to see your lose your mind. More than usual.
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Oh, there's something else too. There's little metal things like, in my spine now. I mean I can't see them because they're behind me, but that's what the doctor said.
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...metal things. Right. Are they causing you problems? Do they, uh, do anything?
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Like, little metal... ports? That egg thing I got a while back is supposed to plug into them, I think. Aaand I kind of think that might be important at some point. Sherman confiscated it. I need it back.
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Okay. That.. I can manage that. Probably. Maybe during the chaos, or once things settle down a little.
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Thanks. I don't mean to be a pain in the ass but... but thanks.
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Dude. I'm pretty sure most of the time you love being a pain in the ass. ...but you're welcome. I'll, uh. See what I can do to make them shut up about the antenna, too.
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Dude.
You're right, but this time I don't want to be a pain int the ass. I really owe you.
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Dude. You're... one of my best friends, all right, you don't owe me anything.
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