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 *grumble* Hmph... ||Following his 'meeting' with the light-pole, Weezle knocked himself out. Now, he finds himself waking up... With one monster headache.|| Hmma... Ow... What the?! ||Weezle tries to raise his arm to his head, but cannot lift it. He tries to blink enough to get his focused, and sees himself in white hospital dressings, lying on a bed, with his arms and legs restrained.|| Oh great... I'm in the RO! (OOC -- RO=Royal Ottawa, a mental house in Ottawa) Maybe I'm just dreaming... Weeeeeeeeezle.... ...Or maybe I AM in the RO, and I'm hallucinating... ||Weezle squints as he looks around the room.|| Damn attendants! Where's my glasses!! Look at the bedside table. It is to your right. ||Upon looking to his right, he sees his glasses. As well as a big frickin' vase filled with flowers and two cards. One that says "Get Well Soon" and another that says "I'm sorry." Ooookay... I am officially scared now. ||Just then, the curtain behind the bedside table is opened, and behind it is Keoki, still lying in his bed, but now his leg is resting on a couple pillows and with a lot less bandages, and Ravyn is standing beside Keoki's bed.|| Whoa... wha? ||Ravyn walks forward, pulling a chair behind her, and sits down right beside Weezle.|| I got a call from the police... The told me what happened. Uh-huh... And what exactly did happen? You were walking down the street, mumbling to yourself, and the police tried to warn you about a closed-off intersection. When the started talking to you, you freaked out, ran away, and smashed your head on a light pole. Then they called in, got an amublance to bring you here, and called me to inform me of where you are. ...Ok... And the restraints? ||Ravyn looks back at Keoki, as if she does not know what to say.|| And can you put my glasses on for me, please? ||Ravyn slides his glasses on, and Weezle looks at the clock.|| ...Huh?! It's 4:17... I left the coffe shop just after five! ||Ravyn again looks back at Keoki, and then back at Weezle.|| It's... Ummm... It's Friday. Wh-.... WHAT?!? When they brought you in on Wednesday, you were knocked out for a bit. Once you woke up, you kept rambing on. All you said was 'Brendan... Keoki... Brendan... Keoki', so they brought in a psychiatrist. Soooo.... They thought you were loony. Ok... so they brought in the psych. Then what? He tried to interview you... But when he walked in, you kicked him-- Then you Weezleplexed his ass! ||Ravyn turns backa and glares at Keoki.|| Th.. Thank you Keoki. Yes, Weezle, you suplexed the psychiatrist. And that's why they restrained me? ...Not exactly. Not exactly?! What the hell else did I do?!? Well... After you attacked the psych, the orderlies rushed in, gave you a needle, and knocked you out. And I've been out for two days?! Ummm... Not exactly. ...Damnit! What the hell happened?! They put you in the psych ward, and woke you up every couple hours. The first couple times, you kept rambling on about Brendan and Keoki, but eventually you started to go back to normal. So, once you seemed a little more normal, they agreed to move you out of the psych ward... As long as you remained in restraints. So I booked a double-room, got Keoki moved in, and had them bring you in. Sooo what does that mean for Edge of Apocolypse? They said that they are going to analyze you again, and basically, as long as you don't hit anyone, you'll be released. *sigh* Well, that's a relief. Now, what about the restraints? They said that they would be coming in around 4:30 to check on you, and to remove your restraints if your calm enough. Ritey-o. ||Weezle then looks back at this table, and now being able to read, looks at the cards.|| I'm sorry? ||Keoki leans forward a bit.|| That would be mine, Weezle-san. ||Weezle looks over at Keoki, trying to remember everything that happened on Wednesday.|| Ravyn, could you excuse us for a couple minutes? ||Ravyn nods and leaves the room.|| So... Well, I have been thinking... About everything... And? ...I think it might not be too bad to join up with Brendan. ...Did Ravyn put you up to this? No! This has been all my own thinking. I am just saying, that if he really is looking out for you, then having a couple people watching your back while I rehab cannot be that bad of an idea. So you trust Brendan? ...A little. I am giving him some trust, based only on the trust you seem to have for him. Thanks man. I also thought of things this way. I do NOT want him to split us up. True that. And if he is a maniacal, psychotic bastard, I am more than certain that you will aptly and swiftly put him in his place. Hehe... And hey, by then you should be a little more recovered, and IF it did happen, would be able to... 'educate' him. 'Educate' him right in the teeth. You can be damn sure of that. All right. Well, I'm glad that this is all settled. ||At that time a nurse walks in to check on Weezle, and seeing that he appears about as normal as he ever will be, starts to remove that restraints.|| And I, too, am grateful. And... 'if' he is as good as you think he is, this could be quite the great opportunity. That's what I'm hoping for. ||As the nurse leaves, Ravyn returns with some drinks and snacks, and the three catch up on the events of the last few days.|| ||End|| |
