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Re: Get Well Soon Scruubs
By: Shadow the Hedgehog Date: July 13, 2016, 5:27 pm
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His bore ish looking glance returned to his student once more,
"Hmph..you should focus on recovering from your wounds instead
of fussing over trivial matters" dismissing the topic he finally
decided to get up from the bed in order to gather up chaos
energy to heal himself looking brand new as if nothing happened
to him.
He peeled off his patches then take a few steps to the center of
the room, "I have pressing matters to attend to" he disappears
instantly in a light blue flash.
He didn't want to reveal he was planning on finding a chaos
emerald so he can help his newfound student recover from the
hospital, He wont be able to start his training if Mallow was
going to be bed ridden for a long time.
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Re: Get Well Soon Scruubs
By: Ginger Date: July 13, 2016, 5:36 pm
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With the bright flash emitted by Shadow, Ginger came running
back in with some confused nurses. They stood there, looking
for Shadow - only seeing the remains of his bandages and patches
on the floor, and the unmade bed he had left behind (along with
broken TV).
Ginger stood there in awe, her fingers curled around a chart,
eyes open wide and lips pulled down in a frown. "Well..." she
finally spoke up, with a nervous timbre in her voice, "...I
guess he didn't want to eat the hospital food to be checked
out."
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Re: Get Well Soon Scruubs
By: Mallow the Rabbit Date: July 13, 2016, 5:39 pm
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Mallow could only see the blurry figure of Shadow turning
towards him, so the expression wasn't really registered, yet the
tone was clear. Mallow got it. There were many different kinds
of masks that people wore, some were all happy and outgoing to
cover the pain, others were the "tough guy act", but no matter
the kind of mask, there was always pain beneath it.
"Alright, Shadow... take care of yourself." He winced when the
flash of light blinded him for a few seconds, and he rubbed his
eyes. He really needed something to protect his vision. When the
nurses and Ginger came he waved at them. "Um... could... someone
check my morphine bag? I don't think it's working."
#Post#: 28388--------------------------------------------------
Re: Get Well Soon Scruubs
By: Ginger Date: July 13, 2016, 5:48 pm
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The nurses went about busy with what Mallow needed - showing him
where the call button was, medicine for his pain, and one of
them coming in, finally, with the right Rx for his contact
lenses. Ginger stood to one side, looking over Shadow's bed
before bringing in new sheets and covers to make it. As the
nurses scrambled out of the room, Ginger stayed behind and
looked back to Mallow.
"...So... who was that guy... and where did he go?" She asked as
the nurses talked frantically with security, trying to find out
the same.
#Post#: 28389--------------------------------------------------
Re: Get Well Soon Scruubs
By: Mallow the Rabbit Date: July 13, 2016, 6:05 pm
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Situated with what he needed, Mallow carefully put the contacts
in and blinked several times as the world around him became
crystal clear once more, he looked around the room, actually
seeing it for the first time. He looked at the faces of each
nurse and their name tags, then his eyes fell to Ginger and he
blinked. Not only was her accent familiar but parts of her face
as well... no way. "Ah, that was my teacher, Shadow. He said he
had business to take care of, I couldn't really see if he was
fit for travel but if he had enough energy to teleport, I
suppose he's better. Don't worry too much, I feel that's more of
my responsibility now." Mallow had seen Shadow in action, he
knew that the hedgehog wasn't normal, even compared to Sonic's
super ability for speed. That hedgehog was just a fascinating
bundle of mystery. Mallow glanced at Ginger again then asked
her. "Sorry if this sounds weird, but do you have a sister or
cousin named Belle Pepper?"
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Re: Get Well Soon Scruubs
By: Ginger Date: July 13, 2016, 6:08 pm
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Ginger pulled a chair up beside Mallow and smiled at him,
listening even though his story sounded a little strange.
"Shadow, huh? And he could teleport?" She smiled to the side
and laughed a little. "I knew some Mobians could do strange
things, bu'I never though' that I'd see somethin' like that in
my lifetime. Well, not as much as I hav'been."
That's when Mallow gawked a little upon Ginger, and mentioned
Belle. Her brows immediately lifted and lips pursed forward,
"Why yes, yes I do, puddin'. Why y'ask?"
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Re: Get Well Soon Scruubs
By: Mallow the Rabbit Date: July 13, 2016, 6:17 pm
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Mallow smiled at her, "I'm so happy that you're alright. I met
her in the desert months ago. She was worried sick about you
when Mobotropolis was destroyed. Did she ever find you?" He
replied, pressing the button to recline the bed back a bit as
exhaustion began winning the battle between consciousness and
sleep.
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Re: Get Well Soon Scruubs
By: Ginger Date: July 13, 2016, 7:50 pm
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Ginger nodded and sighed. "I would rather not talk about the
destruction of the city. I ... barely got out of that with my
knickers, let alone my life." She tried her best to laugh it
off. "She found me at a evacuation centre, getting treatment."
She smiled and stood. "I should let ya get some rest there,
puddin'. Again, call me if yinz need anything." She fluffed
Mallow's pillow once more before joining the nurses in the hall.
#Post#: 28395--------------------------------------------------
Re: Get Well Soon Scruubs
By: Mallow the Rabbit Date: July 14, 2016, 2:56 am
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A sober feeling settled in the rabbit's heart and mind as Ginger
voiced her reluctance to talk about what no one really wanted to
discuss. Mallow watched her leave then stared into space for a
few minutes, letting his thoughts wander about events passed. He
glanced down at his hand, squeezing it into a fist almost
appalled at how weak his body was, but that was to be expected.
As the rabbit's eyes wandered the room, they paused at the tv
smashed in the corner, and the rabbit tilted his head. "What
happened to the TV?"
#Post#: 28402--------------------------------------------------
Re: Get Well Soon Scruubs
By: Mallow the Rabbit Date: July 14, 2016, 8:15 pm
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A few days passed of hospital food and being pumped fluids and
medications, and Mallow's recovery was coming along relatively
well, though he still had weeks to go before he would be fit to
return to his life of dancing and fighting. Some of the orphans
that Mallow had rescued had paid him a visit, bringing him his
bag he had left behind during the battle, he was lucky that
nothing was missing from it. That visit brought a hurricane of
emotions with it, he was happy to hear that most of them got
out, but there had still been casualties. He didn't want to
image the ones that didn't make it. He made a vow to make that
green ball of needles pay for this heinous crime... as soon as
he was out of the hospital.
The doctors had said that his condition was improving, slowly
but much faster than they had anticipated. So by about 3 weeks
he would be good to go.
Mallow sighed and rolled his left wrist a few times, flexing his
fingers to prevent swelling as he fiddled with his communicator.
It was a bit banged up, but it seemed to be working. He wondered
if he should activate it, not because he was bored but it would
be good to update the other freedom fighters of what was going
on and perhaps get a bit of feedback.
Activating the comm, he cleared his throat. "Hello, can anyone
here me? Soul? Ty? Blaze? ... ...Sonic?"
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