virgil hawkins (static_shower) wrote in parabolical, @ 2009-12-05 01:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | bart allen/impulse, virgil hawkins/static |
Who: Virgil and Bart
What: Virgil wants attention.
When: November 5th, afternoon.
Where: The Bradbury Building
Warnings: TBA!
Virgil was in Bart's room at the Bradbury Building. He'd been there for almost two full days dead asleep. It didn't matter how noisy things got, or how much commotion came into the room, Virgil continued to sleep. Only woke once or twice to check his messages and go back to bed. Otherwise he was just groggy and drained. Hadn't gone down the stairs for meal times, or even tried to sit up on the computer long enough to make with the witty conversations. He was just to exhausted to even try. His wounds were healing nicely at least. Quickly thanks to the extra electricity that flowed through his blood stream. Though his gear was a little torn up, which would make him cranky when he was conscious enough to care. Torn gear was the worst, it meant he'd have to spend what was left of his allowance to fix it.
Finally he was starting to feel more energetic, and even sat up. Holding up a hand he tried to send a streamline of electricity toward the door with his finger but failed. He couldn't even open the handle. It was normally an easy thing, but he was tapped out. He hadn't gotten to a fuse box fast enough and would need to otherwise he'd continue to feel sick. Rubbing sleep from his eyes he pushed himself out of bed, away from the covers and had to catch himself on Bart's nightstand to stop the room from spinning. Everything swam infront of him. "Bart?" He needed to fix this, it wasn't something that would fix on it's own. Not even if he tried really hard.