belle_etoile (tsukino) wrote in doorslogs, @ 2013-01-24 13:18:00 |
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The first thing that registered was a splitting headache. Her eyes fluttered open and the bright hospital light brought a flashback from the previous night. Fists and feet, punching and kicking in a temperamental fit because she didn't have a lot of weed or money on her. Immediately, she started to reach for her pockets, but there was nothing. The movement made her bruises ache and her body protest, not quite happy with how movement affected her. No more moving. Val tried opening her eyes again, slower this time. She was in a hospital bed, with an IV strapped to her arm and a nurse checking her vitals. "What am I doing in a hospital?" Val asked. The nurse only shook her head and left. A doctor came in a few moments later, rattling off a litany of bruises in a great many places and the possibility of a concussion. He also referenced the results of her urine sample, indicating a high level of marijuana. Val just rolled her eyes at that and asked for her phone. She needed to call Jack or Adam, or maybe Jim. She wasn't sure who was best, but the one thing she didn't notice was the French woman's disappearance, replaced by a teenager from Dearborn, Illinois. |