TEN.

[failhound]

• VOICE •

[there's silence for a few moments, and then a low growl that filters into the words that follow]

How hard is it supposed to be to find a doctor in a damn hospital? Huh?!

[another silence]

I wanna talk to one. Right now.

[click.]

[OOC: Kicked it on the 14th (please note that it was an offscreen death and thus probably not explicitly known to anyone, though you may or may not have noticed his extended absence), recently revived, stalking the hospital like a thundercloud. Feel free to poke him, but he'll probably be even more snappish than usual, whoops.

Any interested doctors please ping here!]

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[A falter! A brief one. But his recovery glare could probably melt steel. Or, you know, trolly ghosts with parasols.

SHUT UP, the invasion or whatever just made up my mind!! [Actually, he made it up before that, but she doesn't know that; waking up in the hospital just expedited the process.] If I had my magic I could take 'em down just like that.