The Viewing Globe

Who:  Will and Open
What:  Rejoining the World/Visiting Hours
Where:  Med Bay
When:  1 pm, August 31st

The chart read as following:  Internal Bleeding, mended.  Three Broken Ribs, set.  Dislocated Shoulder, reset.  To Will though, he was yet to be aware that there was even a chart.  The room was quiet, for he was not in critical condition, and had stabilized the day before, but he had still been out of it.  It was a combination of the injuries, and the medicine that had kept his mind under throughout the last two days.  He had not awaken, but those who had stayed by his side swore at least at several points he did manage one word.  It was a name, Sarah, and nothing else.  He lay still on the bed, as it was propped up slightly so he could sleep comfortably.  His chest was bandaged up, and lay bare, while red pajama bottoms adorned his lower half, which was submerged beneath the blankets.  His breathing was steady by the rise and fall of his chest.

His eyes were the first to open, and immediately he sucked a good deal of oxygen into his lungs, making a very audible sound as he did.  His senses still didn’t’ kick as he stared straight ahead, just taking in what was in front of them for a second, but suddenly the lights kicked back on, and he turned his head from one side to the other, still not aware of any pain or his condition.  He tried to remember what had happened, though everything was a rush of flashes.  There was the ship, that had been cloaked and there for some unknown reason.  Then the rush of action as the defense turrets kicked on.  He remembered the way they had forced him back, and finally they had stopped.  The owner came out, and his powers were astonishing.  He remembered morphing, and then……

WHO: Erin and OPEN
WHAT: Enjoying the time off
WHERE: Forests south of Angel Grove, campsite
WHEN: Aug 30th, 10am

"Jesus." Erin rolled his eyes as his communicator went silent, looking around the campsite. They'd been gone a day and there had been chaos back home already. "Figures there'd be some epic battle and we'd all miss it, huh?" He smirked and settled on a large rock near the fire pit, legs spread wide as he leaned his elbows on his thighs. It'd rained earlier and the ground was still a little moist; their fire had absolutely died, if it hadn't gone out at some point during the night on it's own. He started picking at his teeth for lack of anything better to do and considered the options for the day. They could go swimming, hiking... umm... and that was the extent of his creativity for the moment.

"So who's making us breakfast?" he prompted, an eyebrow arched at the rest of the people (who had woken up) wandering around nearby.

WHO: The Phoenix Team
WHAT: Training
WHERE: Obstacle Course
WHEN: 11am, August 23rd

Will stood proudly in his red tank top, and black jogging pants in front of the training mats. He had scheduled the training late enough in the morning so that everyone could sleep in if they wanted too, but still early enough that it was before noon. He stretched a little, hoping to loosen up all his muscles before any of his other teammates arrived. He had spared with one or two of them before, but this would be the first time that the whole team would be there with him, and to see all of their abilities in action was something he had been looking forward too.

I turned to face the obstacle course, and slowly raised his arm to rub the back of his head as he took the whole thing in, trying to remember the last time he had completed it. He decided he would leave the training exercises up to others to see what they wanted to focus on. Turning back towards the mats, he waited patiently for the others to arrive.