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milliways_bar2007-05-12 06:01 pm
gifted_profiler) wrote in milliways_bar2007-05-12 06:01 pm
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When he wakes up, it's to find himself lying on a bed in a room he doesn't recognize-- but it's a matter of seconds at most for him to realize that he's in a hospital somewhere.
(gurney bloody hands let me out snarling faces out restraints let me out man with a broken arm let me out let me out out OUT)
No-- not a hospital. Even as every muscle tenses, Frank recognizes the difference-- this is an infirmary. A clinic, somewhere.
(trial drugs let me out screams and blood experiment gone wrong death)
Something's happened, and he's not sure what. He can't remember. Cautiously, Frank turns his head to one side. There are a few other people here, that he can see, and a man-- (nurse?) --with his back toward Frank, talking quietly with one of them.
Frank takes advantage of their distraction to slip from the bed and then out the infirmary door, at which point he realizes two things. First, he's at Milliways. Secondly, the sheer level of sound from the conversations taking place in the bar is for some reason nearly overwhelming.
He takes a steadying breath, and then moves carefully through the room to the lake door.
It's much quieter outside. Frank gives a sigh of relief and starts slowly for the shore.
[Not plotlocked, but any and all threads are automatically millitimed to well in advance of this one right here. Oh, and on that note? Warning for, uh, probable violence in that thread. Thanks!]
(gurney bloody hands let me out snarling faces out restraints let me out man with a broken arm let me out let me out out OUT)
No-- not a hospital. Even as every muscle tenses, Frank recognizes the difference-- this is an infirmary. A clinic, somewhere.
(trial drugs let me out screams and blood experiment gone wrong death)
Something's happened, and he's not sure what. He can't remember. Cautiously, Frank turns his head to one side. There are a few other people here, that he can see, and a man-- (nurse?) --with his back toward Frank, talking quietly with one of them.
Frank takes advantage of their distraction to slip from the bed and then out the infirmary door, at which point he realizes two things. First, he's at Milliways. Secondly, the sheer level of sound from the conversations taking place in the bar is for some reason nearly overwhelming.
He takes a steadying breath, and then moves carefully through the room to the lake door.
It's much quieter outside. Frank gives a sigh of relief and starts slowly for the shore.
[Not plotlocked, but any and all threads are automatically millitimed to well in advance of this one right here. Oh, and on that note? Warning for, uh, probable violence in that thread. Thanks!]
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"We should go," he says gently -- half to River, half to Peter.
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River's eyes don't open.
She nods, a few moments later, though she doesn't move yet.
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"Take care," he says, and takes River's hand to head for the front door, and home.
He's got to talk to Kaylee.