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Sid Jenkins (emo_underdog) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Sid's days were dragging. As soon as he could bloody walk again, he was going to find Anders and build a new sodding Pyramid court, because this was ridiculous. He needed something to do. Someone to talk to would be nice, but mainly, he was just sick of lying uselessly on a cot. The more he laid there, the more he thought about Cass or the whispers he kept hearing about people who'd died. The more he wondered if Cass had shown up and was one of the unfortunates. The more he wished he didn't have time to think about it.

The hot blond doctor - he couldn't remember her name and he sort of didn't care, really, because there were other things to think about - sat down on a cot beside him and Sid was pulled from his lost thoughts. Slowly, he turned his head to look at her, eyebrows raised, as she spoke, sounding as though perhaps she was talking more to herself than to him. When she explained, Sid blinked. "Oh. ...right." He'd prefer his confusion in reference to her babbling than his annoying with the other doctor's grouchiness.

He sighed and looked away from her again, furrowing his brow. "How's your side? Looks better now that you've changed," he admitted absently. "...could I get some pain pills or somthing? This ankle is killing me, yeah?" Once again, he turned his head and looked over at her.