When you were young and your heart was an open book

[megamind]

CHARACTERS: Megamind, Roxanne, and a myriad of others -visitors, guards, medical personnel.
LOCATION: Medbay
WARNINGS: Possible discussion of gore and injury, death threats, who knows.
SUMMARY: Megamind's in the medbay. So are a lot of other people coming and going.
NOTES: Feel fee to use this as a gathering thread; your character may come for medical treatment- specify if you have an open thread, or if you want to see Megamind or other specific characters (arrange scenes with anyone other than Megamind and Roxanne with the players in question personally, please!)

He was a mess; the bullet missed Megamind's heart, but his body had never been made for the gravity in which it had been raised. His blood pressure elevated, he bled like crazy. After a couple of touch-and-go days, he seemed to even out, though he was low in blood and completely comatose. Without enough blood to run that big brain? Who could say if there'd be brain damage later. With no medical records to compare to, Megamind's condition would remain a question until he opened his eyes and spoke again.

But that doesn't mean he wasn't going to. He was just taking his good sweet time about getting there. Eventually, he would. Someday. Today, maybe. It might be a good day for that...

...here's hoping it was a good day for everybody else.

Comments

[notpanicking]

The barest shake of her head indicates that he probably shouldn't finish that statement, and he's smart to cut himself off when he does.

"It'll be all right." She just keeps holding his hand, glad and so, so thankful for the breath from his lips, and the feel of her hand in his.

[megamind]

Yes, he won't finish that thought. But he will let his head drop back because holy crap he's still tired.

"For a given value of 'alright', certainly," he says, and then yawns again, shifts and winces. Yes. "Nnngh. Tell them to up the morphine. It's morphine, right? Something-- some opiate. Otherwise I'd be--" yawn again, jaw cracking. "N--nevermind. Stupid-- not human-- difficulties."

[notpanicking]

"Shh, shh..." She says, gently squeezing his hand. "I know. Just -- rest, Megamind." Fingers rubbed over his knuckles, free palm resting on his mattress by his side.

"Get some rest. Sleep -- you need it."

[megamind]

He mumbles something, and- sighs, settling down; his eyes stay on her, though-- as he lapses into silence, and the lids get heavier, and his expression smoother....

...until he's slipped away again, deep into the sleep of the well drugged.