Who: Poe Dameron and open What: Post Murder Turkey recovery Where: The clinic When: Thursday/Friday Warnings: references to injuries Status: open to anyone who wants to yell visit on either Thursday or Friday. I'm up for IC threads or we can OOC talk it out :)
If he hadn't just spent so much time at Rey's bedside in the clinic, Poe would not have known where he was when he finally regained consciousness. As it was, it took him several minutes to figure out why he was here, since he remembered that Rey had been sent home. When he finally did remember, he groaned. All the things he'd survived and he was nearly taken out by some vicious birds? That would be such an undignified way to go.
He tried to convince the staff to let him leave and quickly learned that wasn't going to happen for at least another day or two because he'd done quite a number on himself: concussion, fractured wrist, and serious laceration on his arm that required stitches. To make matters worse, he didn't even have his phone, figuring he lost it during the attack.
Of course, he was still on a lot of meds and was drifting in and out of sleep, so it probably didn't matter too much that he couldn't communicate. When he was awake, the tv was on some station that played a bunch of old sitcoms and he tried to figure out why they were so funny.