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Nov. 15th, 2012 10:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wasafreakTeddy is aware that he's in pain, and that he's been swimming in and out of consciousness for a while. He's been sleeping a lot. That's either something that the doctors in the clinic chose to induce, or his brain is a few steps ahead of him, because the instant he's really and fully awake, the persistent, radiating ache in his jaw and his leg and his side make him wish he wasn't.
He's never been this messed up. He never had the chance to be. He'd thought, after the scare in Rapture, the bruising that lasted weeks, it had sunk in that he didn't have powers, that he didn't heal that fast and wasn't that indestructible anymore. He'd been wrong. This drives it home.
After a moment of trying to orient himself, he shifts, tries to prop himself up on his elbows only to find there are so many other things that hurt than the ones he first took stock of, and he sags back down to the clinic bed, gasping through his nose.
Which is weird, as is the tugging in his jaw, which hurts enormously, and after a moment of blinking stupidly at the ceiling he realizes he can't open his mouth and almost panics as Halloween comes rushing back, all of it, terribly clear and even more terribly unresolved.
What had happened?
[For friends, any time post-November 3rd through the 12th. Billy will find him freaking out and explain what happened, all others will be visiting a badly banged up and bed ridden Teddy. He will have his iPad there to type notes out and communicate, so all visitors welcome.]
He's never been this messed up. He never had the chance to be. He'd thought, after the scare in Rapture, the bruising that lasted weeks, it had sunk in that he didn't have powers, that he didn't heal that fast and wasn't that indestructible anymore. He'd been wrong. This drives it home.
After a moment of trying to orient himself, he shifts, tries to prop himself up on his elbows only to find there are so many other things that hurt than the ones he first took stock of, and he sags back down to the clinic bed, gasping through his nose.
Which is weird, as is the tugging in his jaw, which hurts enormously, and after a moment of blinking stupidly at the ceiling he realizes he can't open his mouth and almost panics as Halloween comes rushing back, all of it, terribly clear and even more terribly unresolved.
What had happened?
[For friends, any time post-November 3rd through the 12th. Billy will find him freaking out and explain what happened, all others will be visiting a badly banged up and bed ridden Teddy. He will have his iPad there to type notes out and communicate, so all visitors welcome.]
