Who: Gunnar and Alexis What: Gunnar is Recovering When: Afternoon Where: His suite at NYNY Rating: Low Status: In Progress
Gunnar had been at the clinic for a day after the surgery and transfusion, but he was home now. He still felt pretty weakened by the silver and the loss of blood, but he felt a lot better in other areas. He was laying in his bed, watching an old movie on his television. Dr. Blackwell had told him that he needed rest more than anything and nothing vigorous for at least a week. That put a damper on things for he and Cerah considering he wanted nothing more than to make love to her for the rest of eternity.
He still felt a little bad that he had worried the rest of his roommates. Especially Alexis. He hadn't meant to get himself shot, it had just happened. They didn't have emergency communication in this city anymore. It was impossible to notify people when their loved ones were hurt, unless the medical professionals knew who their loved ones were and notified them specifically.
Bjorn, Nikolai, Georgia and Alexis had all been in the dark about where he was until he walked through the door the other day looking like shit on a stick. He didn't expect anyone to wait on him, but Bjorn and Georgia were always dropping by to see if he needed anything. He kept waving them away, telling them he was fine, he just wanted to lay there.
He glanced up from the television when he heard a knock on his door. "You guys! I'm fine!" He bellowed, expecting it to be either Bjorn or Georgia.