Re: Bobby-Baird-Thor Combo Reply
Ragnar's hearts were no longer hammering, Hank had put a cocktail of drugs in his system to simply calm his system down and not be fought by his various bio-implants. That in itself had taken some work, sweat and stress, but Ragnar's bio-readouts were at least back to something resembling normal for him.
There was a twitch of Ragnar's fingers round Thor's hands, the first movement he'd shown in hours before he breathed in deeply with both primary lungs and the smaller tertiary lung, his brown eyes flickering open.
"Nnnhhh.....Minn pakki .. vinir mínir ... hvað ert þú að gera hér ... þar ... er .. hvar er ég?" Ragnar mumbled through dry and cracked lips before the three faces that swam round his vision resolved themselves.
He saw Bobby, Thor and even Baird and scented what smelled simply like worry...For me...after what I did? Looking around slowly Ragnar saw he was hooked up to a host of machines that blinked and beeped, medicae equipment clearly.
"I am...sorry...a warrior should not show...fear.." He said the last word as if it was a curse "...I..where am I? What happened? Is this another part of the Chapter House?"
Anger boiled in Ragnar for a moment and a nearby machine's bleeping increased as his heart rates increased. But it was not aggression to those around him, but anger at himself. Adept Baird was right, this wasn't his universe, but in his fevered state that simply didn't register. Instinct, training, programming had kicked in when he had been ill, pushing rational thought to the background. Ragnar didn't shudder, but he did so mentally, he knew exactly what he would have done if he had found someone, and he knew that those gathered round him now would not be looking at him in so positive a light.