Re: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] Duty Calls
<< Keto walked out of the operating room. Katrina, who had been
waiting a silent vigil for the past couple of hours, stood up.
"How is he?" she asked quickly.
"He's going to be fine," nodded Keto, looking quite satisfied, "His
condition is greatly improved, and he'll be perfectly fine so long as
he gets plenty of rest for a while. Yes, the operation to remove the
bullet was a complete success."
"...but it was a knife wound," said Katrina.
Keto blinked.
"Ah. Well then, the operation to remove the ball bearing he
swallowed as a child was a complete success. Plenty of rest for a
few weeks, possibly a month or more, and he'll be back to his old
self, albeit with some fairly heavy scar tissue on the site of the
wound."
"I hope you're right," said Katrina. Missing the somewhat more
fervent tone than might have otherwise been expected, Keto nodded and
scribbled something on a piece of paper, "The nurses should be
bringing him out soon. This is a prescription for our captain, which
should greatly speed his recovery." Keto handed Katrina the piece of
paper, which boiled down to a list of three ointments, instructions
as to their application, and Keto's signature, "Now, if you'll excuse
me...I have schematics to dig up.">>
Katrina only smiled. When Keto had left the room, she glanced over the paper
he had given her. She couldn't read a word of his hand-writing. Typical. Why
was it that doctors had the messiest hand-writing in the universe?
"Here comes the brave Cap," Tara chirped as she wheeled Seymour out of
Operating Room into Recovery. Tara turned her face down to him. "Look,
someone's here to see you, sir."
The pale Captain opened his eyes slightly. When he saw who it was, he smiled.
Katrina raced over, throwing her arms around his neck without caution.
"Careful!" Tara warned. "You'll aggravate the injury!"
Katrina ignored her. She smothered Seymour's head in kisses, his face getting
damp from her tears.
She pulled back, grinning with joy. She grabbed Seymour's hand tenderly. "I'm
the luckiest woman in the world. My man's tough as nails and cuter than a
kitten."
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OOC-Sorry I haven't written lately, but if you guys knew how shitty my job is
and that the people I work with are even shittier, you'd be too depressed to
write too! Vyvyan (Allie) has a new man, so that's her excuse. But I warned
her that she better write tonight, or she'll get booted from the list again!
If she hasn't already, that is.