fbiblond (fbiblond) wrote in oblivionrp, @ 2009-04-18 20:59:00 |
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This was insane.
He stepped inside Medical to find the place surprisingly empty. Considering the other night they should have a couple of nurses at least waiting to tend those coming in to be checked over.
“Hello?” He called into the room and a harried looking man came out from behind a screen partition to the back.
“My fingers are fixed. I think the strapped appendage is working as well.” Molly explained before Sean could open his mouth.
“Another one? Come on then, let’s take a look at it.” The man gestured to the back with the x-ray before taking off his glasses and swiping at the lenses nervously. He appeared more on edge than the staff had been yesterday.
“What do you mean another one?”
“Oh, nothing. I’m just a bit tired. Just… give us a few minutes.” The man followed after Molly, looking ready to jump out of his skin.
Something was definitely going on. He’d have to see Mol to a public and active place and then seek out Graham, see what the other man had come up with.
In fifteen minutes Molly was half dancing as she returned to his side, sans cast. “All better.” She held her arm out for his inspection, turning her wrist this way and than and bending and unbending her elbow. “See. You have faith yet refuse belief. Must see the papaman before the sun sinks into the water. If it helps your sore brain, my leg still has a cut, but it doesn’t hurt as bad.” She patted his cheek as if he were a child.
Sean had no idea what had happened. It was impossible. He knew Molly’s arm had a compound fracture, her fingers broken. There had to be an explanation, and he was going to get to it.