Grim awakening

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"Yes? What are you doing in my office? Oh,
right, the blood..... I can get you summin for that.". She pulls out
a large syringe and some yellow bubbling liquid from her OmniRag*,
and despite Jack's frantic hand gestures and whimpers, manages to
inject Keats. Keats' vision slowly fades to black....
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Jack layed Keats out on a medi bay bed, putting a cover over him as
he did.
'I gotta scat, gonna clear up the remanants of whatevers out there,
gonna get some revenge!' Jack flexed his muscles, impressing Petal
with the intricate pattern of movement. He then drew his sword, and
out of an act of anger, sliced a gash in the door of the medi bay.
'Wow, hes got some stress in him!' Petal said idley as she threw some
random flowers around Keats, leaving a strong smell of cheap perfme
in the room.
Keats lay there, The Gun (TM) lying next to him on standby mode. He
wasnt dreaming, that would imply complicated joint use of his
temporary subconcious and cranial memories. Yet he wasnt comatised
fully, he still had a small amont of consiousnes, and that complained
alot. At the moment it was trying to force keats Brain to ask its
voice box nicely to speak. It tried..
'Grrff shk sch' Petal turned around, pocketing the suspicious roll up
as she did.
'What you say?' she hazarded.
Keats conciousness had the right idea, however, missed an important
step of the process, mainly those involvng tounge and lips. He tried
again. This time with relevant mouth movements.
'Ja...' ok, that hurt..., but halfway there he was told.
'Febuggure.... wheres febuggure...'
Petal looked at him, head tilted on the side.
'Phil? you want phil...' she looked around for other nurses, they had
dissapeared around about the time Jac had left, seems petal wasnt the
only one impressed with Jack physique. She thought hard quickly.
'Ok, you stay rrrright here, il get phil for you!'
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mmmmmmmm, plotalicious...