Hospital Wing

[Masta Destroya]

*doesn't get irritated at her, as she's just being told what information she has* Not a problem, miss. I wouldn't care anyway. Ready when you are.

[Kettu Jarva]

-a nurse walks in and hands Weldon his prescription- Yes we may go now Mr Weldon. Commander Wilson may not be available as of right now but the staff lounge is free... Or would you prefer to get into some more... orderly clothes?

[Masta Destroya]

*takes the pill, pockets them* Yes, I think that'll be best. If memory serves, I have plenty of clothes in my old quarters, if I may.

[Kettu Jarva]

Yes... you lead the way Mr. Weldon. *data retreiving Mr. Weldons quarters. Error:/ no known space... must obtain data* -i stare at him curiously but dont say aword.-

[Masta Destroya]

*exits the hospital room, walks through the tower a bit, until we come across my old room, which is just the way it was left* I guess they've been planning this for awhile. *walks inside, checks my closet, inside are a few jackets with digital print camo patterns, colored white and various shades of gray* Here we go.

[Kettu Jarva]

*Scanning:/... Room secure. No threats found* -the room is sparce and barely used I look around- Are you done Mr. Weldon. I think it is best for you to meet with Commander Wilson as soon as possible.

[Masta Destroya]

One second, miss. *quickly changes into a BLI shirt, puts on a jacket, as well as a matching pair of pants, boots, and a watch (Tokyoflash)* Now I'm ready.

[Kettu Jarva]

-I correct him when he calls me miss- APC5 will do fine Agent Weldon. -I lead him back to the elevators and up to Wilsons office I knock but there is no answer- I guess this time is to be spent in the staff lounge... shall we?
(switching to: More equal than some.)

[Jonathon Orwell]

*Everything is incredibly vague at first and I am sure there are moments where I barely gain consciousness but it is not until now that I am able to be coherent. Even then my thoughts focus on one thing: pain. It is numbed and not intense but definitely there. For the longest time it is all I can think of until other parts my body awaken. Such as hearing. The all too familiar beeping of a heart monitor in the distance and the empty white noise of the hospital. Shit. Then I realize that I have a very uncomfortable mask on my face and my throat is raw. Automatically making the connection I realize I have had a breathing tube down my throat. Not good. I also do not have the energy to move, completely exhausted and drained. I cannot even open my eyes so I just lay there, barely aware and trying to remember what happened that caused me to be in this place. Again, if much worse than before. The pain is much worse, that is for sure. If only I could muster the energy to ask for more morphine..*

[Jonathon Orwell]

*Sometime later I become more coherent. I am not sure how much time has past or how long I have been out but the pain has dulled to just a throb. It is either healing or they pumped more medication into my system. I manage to chuckle at that, not really sure why I find it funny. I open my eyes to find my vision blurred and fuzzy. It takes a few minutes for it refocus and I can look around the room, too exhausted to turn my head but aware enough to know that I am in the intensive care. That cannot be good. I glance down at my chest which seems to be the epicenter of the pain but all I see is a mass of white gauze. I scowl, mustering up the energy to lift my hand and remove the damn mask from my face. I try to speak but my throat is on fire and I cough. I suck in a few more breaths before managing to choke out:* N-nurse...!

[Alexander Ludovico]

(From "More Equal Than Some", pg. 25)

*Riley leads the way down the corridor in the hospital wing and I follow close behind, wrinkling my nose at the strong smell of antiseptic. We reach the correct doorway as a hoarse voice calls out for a nurse, and I snag the sleeve of a passing woman before Riley has a chance to start shouting*

I think you're needed, miss. *She looks a bit harried, but closes her mouth as soon as she catches sight of Riley, and nods before pushing past us and going over to Orwell's beside*

[rileywilson]

*Vico and I watch as the nurse calls in a doctor and they get Orwell settled down, upping his pain medication. As soon as he's calmed down a bit they let us approach. I just stand over him for a second, assessing his condition. Bruises on his face and arms, cuts all around, and that chest wound... I clear my throat*

Jon, it's Riley. Can you understand me?

[Jonathon Orwell]

*I turn my head a bit and nod, coughing dryly and wincing in pain. I breath heavily for a moment until the pain dies down some and the medication takes effect again. I open my eyes and look at Riley, noticing the new agent next to him. I cannot seem to remember his name but that does not concern me, considering I can barely remember how I got into this predicament. Must be the meds.* Y-yeah. Can you... enlighten me as to... *I pause a moment to painfully cough again before continuing.*...how this happened? I am sorry, I do not seem to be able to... recall. *I frown, not at all happy with my cognitive state let alone my speech ability.*

[rileywilson]

You were attacked by a killjoy who was out on a personal vendetta. He snuck into the tower on a kamikaze mission , it seems. Almost killed you, but we got him before that point. He was interrogated by me and then sent to the rehabilitation center. He'll be in our unit from now on.

We've been putting in extensive new security measures. I think you'll be impressed once you are well again. It's not... *I look up at the ceiling for a second, unused to giving compliments I really mean* It's not the same without you.

[Alexander Ludovico]

*Orwell certainly is in bad condition. I glance over at Riley when I hear his last line, amused by his discomfort. For a moment I wonder if I should be jealous, but no, Orwell's not the type.* Don't lay it on too thick, there, Riley, you'll make him blush. *I look back at Orwell, still smiling* And I'm Alexander Vico, Unit 8's consultant. You met me once in Zone 4, but it was brief.