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[milesawayfrom]

[ After his less than pleasant chat with the Head Doctor, Desmond threw the phone across the room and started making his way straight to the Assassin's Hideout. Especially since there had been a lovely present sitting outside his door. He really shouldn't be moving around, but he doesn't really care at the moment. His leg still hurts like hell,

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[lilgreasemonkey]

[ Though she's on her usual pillow perch, Kaylee is almost unnaturally still. Her phone is clutched in one hand and she's looking at nothing in particular, even as Desmond limps closer. ]

[milesawayfrom]

[ Limping is the best way of putting it. He comes to stand in front of Kaylee, leaning on his uninjured leg. ]

Kaylee.

[lilgreasemonkey]

[ She blinks a few times before glancing up at him. Even her voice is droopy. ] Heya Desmond ... [ Wait ... she take another, proper look at him. ] Desmond! What ... how?!

[milesawayfrom]

I just got banged up pretty bad. I'm not going to die. [ Kaylee, between Ezio and Kate he has enough mothering. Please no. ] You doing okay?

[lilgreasemonkey]

Don't ya dare. [ Really. NO DYING. His question gets her right back to full blown droopy state. ] I ... it just ain't right.

[milesawayfrom]

I'll try not to. [ Desmond slowly eases himself to sit down beside her. ] What isn't? A lot of crap isn't right.

[lilgreasemonkey]

I'll yell at ya if ya slip up with that tryin'. [ Even though she's not fussing over him as she might on a different day, under different circumstances, she still shifts on her pillow so she can help him get settled. Get a support pillow behind him. ] Well sure but this ... with the doctor. She ... just messed with all of us. Again.

[milesawayfrom]

I can't say I'm surprised. Are you?

[lilgreasemonkey]

... yea. I thought it was all that one who put himself at the top.

[milesawayfrom]

Don't trust people who grab for power like that. It never ends well. There's usually something bigger behind it.

[lilgreasemonkey]

But ... it didn't sound much like the was workin' together.

[milesawayfrom]

I don't think there was. I think she played him like a sucker in Vegas.

[lilgreasemonkey]

Vegas? ... 's that bad huh?

[milesawayfrom]

It's a city in Nevada. Lots of gambling and stuf like that.

[lilgreasemonkey]

Oh! 's like Beaumonde then. [ And now she gets what he was saying. ]

[milesawayfrom]

... yeah, sure. Just like Baeuwhatsit.