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 Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 10:09 pm
"Oh! You're talking about Agent Nikki! The one who brought you in earlier. Speaking of which, I suppose a welcome is on order, since you're our newest member here at Team Rocket."
Both Ichigo and Kofuku winced a little when Jerome jerked away, and Kofuku could tell just from his silent reaction that he was in great agony. "Yeah, you actually might want the drugs. Especially since they'll keep you from thinking that you're going to die." Sighing, she picked Ichigo off, placing the pikachu on her shoulder with an affectionate pat.
"Why do I have the feeling you're going to be a very troublesome patient?" She asked, already going over what sedative to use and in what dosages. The best thing to do, right now, looked like would be her knocking him out again. He probably wasn't going to like her after that.
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 10:15 pm
He resisted the urge to put a hand on his chest, already his skin was starting to clam up and sweat from the point he was feeling. But other than a soft panting, and a tightened eyebrow he showed no indication that he was hurt.
He stared a her, "Yer a Rocket to?" his tone sounded like he didn't quite believe her.
He looked away from her, back around the room, and over to the door. This was a set up for Team Rocket than.
At her last comment he continued to stare at the door, he had never been a patient before. "f'ya say so."
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 10:22 pm
Kofuku stared at the man for a moment, then a giggling snort escaped her as she tried hard to not burst out laughing. "Of course I'm a Rocket! A grunt, but a Rocket non the less!"
Shaking her head. the smile finally melting away, she sighed again, watching him. "Well, I mean if I'm going to help you get fixed up, you're going to want to take pain meds and you're going to have to let me clean you up, otherwise you'll open up those wounds again. And I'll tell you, it took a LOT of work to get those to stop bleeding so I'd take it easy if I were you."
Putting the clip board back at the foot of his bed, she shrugged. "It won't be fun and it'll probably leave some nasty scarring, but at least you're going to pull through."
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 10:28 pm
Still, he wasn't buying that.
She continued to talk about some medical mumbo-jumbo, he wasn't buying that either.
"I don't need yer drugs, I don't want yer drugs." He replied, feeling more ripples of pain jar through his entire body. It was putting him in a really bad mood, and her smiling at him wasn't helping! what the ******** did she have to smile about! He sure as hell didn't see what was so great about anything right now.
"I ain't some pampered snob from the beach front, Princess, I don't need yer help, I need to be left alone." despite his growing frustration, his deep voice remained level, even if it did falter a little due to growing pain.
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